Looking at Ren Wuyong's expression, everyone laughed. However, Ren Wuyong didn't say anything. In his heart, I would do whatever my teacher asked me to do. Although it was a bit strange to ask him to be Mr. Accountant, Ren Wuyong
It didn't matter, but I didn't feel anything was wrong.
Since he is his mentor, Yang Yanrong naturally has to explain it to him. After telling Ren Wuyong the solution to the linear equation in three variables, the idiot shouted: "I understand, mentor, you are really the master of arithmetic."
Ah. The students are completely convinced."
Damn it, Grandmaster! Yang Yanrong wiped cold sweat. Alas, a Grandmaster is a Grandmaster. Anyway, it’s all praise from his own people. As long as it doesn’t spread to the outside world and make other people laugh, it’s okay.
This science is quite researched, but you must not go out and talk nonsense. You must be low-key and cautious in doing things. This is the way to study."
"Yes, student, I understand!" After being reprimanded by his teacher, Ren Wuyong not only did not show any displeasure, but felt that this was the quality that a truly virtuous person should possess.
"Okay, now that we've eaten the meal and drank the wine, it's time for us to leave!" Yang Yanrong paid the bill and asked, "Wuyou, where are your salutes? Come back and move us to my house."
"Teacher, I'll tell you the truth. My student, I don't have much, but my sleeves are clean. Wherever I go, I'm the only one. All my wealth is here!" Ren Wuyong felt a little embarrassed at first, but after
It is better to be honest in front of your mentor.
Oh my god, this person has no car, no money, no house. He is a standard three-without person. I really don’t know how he managed to get through so many checkpoints along the way. Yang Yanrong saw his dry appearance.
I don’t know how long he has been wearing the Confucian robe. Fortunately, it is almost winter now. Although there is a sour smell on his body, it is not that serious. After all, he is a scholar, and he still needs the most basic etiquette.
.I really didn’t expect that I picked up a homeless man!
"In that case, let's go!" Yang Yanrong snorted and thought to himself, this guy's equipment really insults my face, Young Master Yang. Well, I still have to take him to buy his outfit.
Fortunately, people in this era have paid more attention to hygiene. There are public bathhouses everywhere, and they only cost ten cents. Seeing Ren Wuyong rushing into the bathhouse with a set of newly bought clothes, Yang Yanrong and the other three were so bold.
burst into laughter,
"Brother Yang, you are so bad, you actually tricked someone into becoming your accountant." Ke'er couldn't help but teased, "I see, it seems that this Scholar Ren has been deceived by you and it's still unknown.
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Sang Yuchuyao shook his head and said: "Although Yang Lang's hands are very beautiful, which makes people willingly come to our house to help, it is Yang Lang's kindness that prevents this scholar from starving to death on the street.
You have done a good thing. You, you, only have the time to teach others a lesson, but it is a strange thing that you were taught a lesson by Master Ren before that you were speechless."
"Haha, yes!" Ke'er clapped her hands and echoed: "Master, if we can't defeat Brother Yang in the future, we will invite Scholar Ren over and let him talk to Brother Yang."
Yang Yanrong was very depressed. Are you happy if I eat turtle? What a strange idea.
Sang Yuchu smiled and said: "Ke'er, I'm afraid it won't be possible in the future. There is no disciple who dares to talk about the master, except this one, of course."
When Ke'er thought about it, this was really what happened. She couldn't help but giggle.
Yang Yanrong touched his head and asked stupidly: "Is this funny? Why don't I think it?"
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Not to mention, after this useless brother was groomed and dressed up like this, he turned into a handsome young man with a decent demeanor. Even Yang Yanrong had to sigh, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. This is really a wise saying!
Although this guy is not as handsome as me, he is not bad either. Especially his scholarly temperament makes Yang Yanrong secretly jealous. Damn it, I will get a fan anytime and pretend to be a scholar. I think so.
I am fascinated by thousands of talented women. Humph, why am I jealous of this poor man? This kind of thinking is unacceptable. I want money, but I don’t have power yet. There are two beauties around me, why should I be jealous of him?
None of the Yang family members were scholars. They were very surprised when Yang Yanrong brought back a scholar. After asking, he found out that it was the new accounting clerk.
go.
After Yang Yanrong arranged a place for Ren Wuyong, he realized that the house was not big enough. Fortunately, Master Long Xiao took away the two brothers Lao Qi and Li. Otherwise, there would really be no place for Brother Ren to live.
It's time to buy a big house. Of course, we can't lack servants to take care of the house. It would be better if we recruit a few more pretty maids. Hehe, it would be nice to flirt with beauties and take advantage of them.
Okay. Yang Yan was having an affair for a while, and Li Bin came to report that someone was looking for Sang Yuchu outside.
Hey, it's really strange. Although my wife is very familiar with people in this capital city, she doesn't know anyone? Why would someone come to my door?
The person who came was a middle-aged man, about thirty years old. He was very tough-looking. He looked at Yang Yanrong with a pair of sharp eyes. If you were an old man in the world, you would know that this guy has been in the world for many years.
He is a character he is used to. Of course, with Yang Yanrong’s eyesight, he cannot see it.
"Brother, what do you want to do with my wife? I am Yang Yanrong, Yuchu's husband." Yang Yanrong clasped his fists to show his face.
"Li Bin, give this elder brother a cup of tea." Yang Yanrong ordered.
Unexpectedly, this dear friend didn't appreciate it. He waved his hand calmly and said: "No, I'm just here to deliver a message. I'll leave right away."
Yang Yanrong frowned secretly, but did not show it at all. After waving his hand for Li Bin to retreat, he said: "That's fine, I'll call my wife out right now."
"I really don't understand how Miss Sang fell in love with someone like you." The middle-aged man looked disappointed and thought to himself with some regret: Miss Sang is so beautiful, alas! My young master does not have such a blessing.
It's really a flower stuck in cow dung.
Although Yang Yanrong did not read the so-called classics of this era, he still had a collection of classics and history. Anyway, no one laughed at him when he placed it in the study. After Ren Wuyong came, he abdicated and gave the study to his apprentice.
I don’t know what this talented man was doing, but he came out holding a book of The Analects of Confucius and shaking his head.
"The Master said: "Learning and practicing it over time are not just words; it is not a pleasure to have friends from afar; people who do not know something but are not embarrassed are not a gentleman?" Ah, my dear teacher, it turns out that a guest has arrived, and the student has been rude.
"Brother Wuyong gave full play to his noble character, clasped his fists and said: "Xiaosheng has met brother, come on, I just encountered some doubts, let's ask for advice."
When the middle-aged man heard that the scholar called Yang Yanrong his mentor, he exclaimed and asked, "Could it be that Mr. Yang is actually a scholar?"