My wife is number one in the world

Hu Jun calmly took a step back: "Little brother always relies on senior brother Ma Shou Zhan to do whatever he says."

Young Master Liu didn't refuse, and waved his hand directly: "We will talk later, I heard that there are quite a few famous talents from Jinling today. You are so eager to learn, and you must have a lot of common language. Brother, let's go first."

Hu Jun's gaze was fixed on Liu Mingzhi who was leading Ying'er away: "Senior Brother, Junior Brother has never admired anyone, but you are an exception. Junior Brother has met many people, and they are all sharp-tongued, powerful and relentless. However, there are very few people who are as talented as seniors but are willing to forbear. I hope that it will not be like what my teacher said, one day you and my brother will go to the point of fighting in the same room. Seniors respect seniors, But when you have to, it's not impossible for senior brother to sacrifice for the sake of the general situation."

Although Liu Mingzhi took Ying'er away from Hu Jun's sight, he always had a feeling of being on his back, a very uncomfortable feeling, as if he was being watched by a hungry wolf, and he didn't feel safe at all. It seemed that Hu Jun could kill him at any time Between apprehension and applause.

Liu Mingzhi thought about it carefully. Hu Jun's appearance seemed too abrupt. He didn't have any foundation and could directly become a disciple of Wen Renzheng. Wen Renzheng was the imperial teacher of the dynasty. How can a person whom he likes and is called a good talent be an unknown person?

"It's time for Liu Ye to move around. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to have such a time bomb by my side." Liu Mingzhi already has a plan in mind, and he must investigate Hu Jun's background at all costs, otherwise he will definitely sleep and eat. Uneasy.Wen Renzheng may value Hu Jun because he cherishes talents, but Liu Mingzhi will not. If Hu Jun really came to Wen Renzheng's sect for his studies, Liu Mingzhi would have nothing to say, I'm afraid that Hu Jun has deep thoughts Even the famous people and political officials couldn't detect the difference.

Liu Mingzhi still didn't know, thinking that he could see everything, but Wen Renzheng had already noticed that Hu Jun was not an ordinary person, not even from the Central Plains, but Hu Jun was one of Wen Renzheng's favorite disciples, so he really couldn't open it Respect, destroy the hard-won master-student relationship.

Therefore, before going down the mountain, Wen Renzheng gave Hu Jun a piece of advice, he did not hope that one day they would see their brothers and sisters fighting each other.

"Master, what are you talking about? Why are you investigating who?"

Liu Mingzhi sighed, and stroked Ying'er's head: "Silly girl, the young master may be wrong, but the young master has to be careful, the young master has too many burdens on his body."

Chapter 199 What money?

Chapter 199 What money?

Ying'er nodded blankly, in her heart, the young master has always been the kind of person who lives carelessly and heartlessly, why would he sigh like this today?

Ying'er couldn't help thinking carefully about what happened to Liu Mingzhi after he left the house, it seemed that he became like this after meeting Hu Jun.

Therefore, Hu Jun went to the Liu Mansion several times before, and his intuitive feeling for this handsome and polite scholar Yinger is still good. It can also be said to be the reason for his love of Wu and Wu. The young master's younger brother must be the same as the young master. nice guy.

But today it seems that his guess was wrong, the young master was so worried by Mr. Hu Jun, and he didn't have a good impression of Hu Junying'er.

If Liu Mingzhi knew Ying'er's thoughts, he would have laughed out loud. This girl's thoughts are a bit too straightforward. If you say you like it, you like it, and if you hate it, you can't change it so easily.

But it also shows from another aspect that this little girl who has never seen the world is always so pure in her heart.

Liu Mingzhi could only pray, hoping that the Liu Mansion would be a safe haven that would stand forever, otherwise how would such a simple girl survive in this world.

Maybe Liu Mingzhi really came early, and the bell that symbolized the opening of the Luming Banquet hadn't sounded yet, so he had to take Ying'er for a good tour.

Suddenly, the crowd gathered in front, and there was a faint sound of quarreling inside. Watching the excitement is indeed a tradition of the Chinese nation. No matter when, where, or anything, a large number of people will come to watch.

A cold-faced man in a Confucian round-neck robe stood awkwardly in front of a booth and was pointed at by everyone. The man was about 20 years old, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand and looked a little at a loss.

But the man forcibly looked at the stall owner calmly: "Boss, I didn't mean to break your jade bracelet on purpose, it was just a slip of the hand, and it was just because I got separated from the servants, and I don't have any silver taels on me right now. After I meet up with the servant later, I will order him to bring you silver taels, and I will compensate you according to the price, and I will definitely not lose a penny of yours."

The stall owner stretched out his arms tightly to stop the man: "No, this jade bracelet is worth 20 taels of silver. I don't know you well. This Jinling is so big and you ran away. Where can I find you? Let's talk again." Your accent is not from Jiangnan, so I can't let you go, this is a small business, I have to lose money."

"That's right, it's only natural to pay off debts, and you should pay for it if you broke the boss's jade bracelet."

"Yeah, yeah, you look like a handsome young man, you don't look like the 20 taels of silver, do you?"

"It's definitely not short of money. Just look at the Suzhou embroidery on his body, which is worth 20 taels of silver. It's definitely not short of money. We must pay for it. We are witnesses."

Seeing the people around him cheering him on, the stall owner became more confident and stopped the man straight away: "If you lose money, will you give money if you ask the servants to give you money? I can't believe your empty words."

The man's expression was a little sullen, and a calm and prestige faintly dispersed from him: "I said that I will let the servants pay for the money, and I will let the servants pay for the money. It's just 20 taels of silver, and I don't pay attention to it. "

"Speaking is better than singing. If you know people and faces but don't know your heart, who knows if you will turn around and run away."

"Under Wanyang, I am willing to swear to the sky. If I am willing to die with a thunderbolt against my conscience, I am willing to make a written statement. Is this all right?"

The ancients valued the oath the most, especially for the rising power of the sky, which has an extraordinary meaning. The men all said this, and the stall owner looked around in embarrassment and was a little at a loss.

The people around were also looking around speechlessly, looking at each other a little bit at a loss.

The stall owner waved his hand helplessly: "Forget it, just treat me as unlucky. I will let you leave while staring at the pressure of losing money. I hope you can keep your promise."

The man's face turned happy and he saluted the stall owner: "Thank you, boss, for your generosity. As the saying goes, what you say is what you do, and I will never do anything that breaks promises."

Liu Mingzhi looked at the two people who had reconciled with great interest. Twenty taels is not a small sum, and the life of an ordinary family is no more than that for a year, but the two of them settled this matter after they just made a verbal agreement?

The ancient people's concept of faith and righteousness is sometimes really inconceivable. Righteousness is more important than life and death.

The ancients have always used words and promises to express their fancy for one thing. Wan Yang and the stall owner seem to be gentlemen, and they don't care about trivial matters.

Many friends have many paths, maybe that one can make you rich, and if you are already rich, seek to get richer.

Liu Mingzhi pulled Ying'er and slowly squeezed into the crowd: "Wait a minute, this brother is willing to lend you 20 taels of silver to compensate this boss, what do you think?"

The young man Wan Yang did not expect someone to lend him 20 taels of silver suddenly. Although he was not short of money, he also knew that 20 taels was not a small amount.But when he saw Liu Mingzhi's clothes, he understood that the master of feelings is not short of money.

It's a good thing to have someone to help, but for Liu Mingzhi, who is still a bit cheap with a hippie smile, Wan Yang's intuition and senses are not so good. Among the scholars he has met, which one is not personable, mature and stable, dressed like Liu Mingzhi? The disheveled, misbehaving guy is indeed seeing for the first time.

It really ruined the scholar's robe on his body, how could a scholar be so promiscuous, Wan Yang thought to himself.

Well, this is another Lord who judges people by appearances.

Seeing him coming in, Liu Mingzhi stared at him motionless and felt a little embarrassed: "Brother? What do you think?"

Wan Yang came back to his senses, concealed his thoughts very well, and changed his thoughts freely in a flash, it seems that he is also a person with deep thoughts.

"Forget it, brother's kindness, I accept it. As the saying goes, you don't get rewarded without merit, and I dare not accept brother's kindness. Besides, I have already made a gentleman's agreement with the boss, so I won't go back on my word."

Liu Mingzhi touched his nose resentfully with an embarrassing expression. This is really a dog biting Lu Dongbin for not knowing a good heart and treating him like a donkey.

Sighing, shaking his head, he turned around and pulled Yinger out of the crowd. He wanted to make friends, but others looked down on him. friend.

Quickly forgetting about this matter, Liu Mingzhi and the others walked around the street a few times before they heard the bell from the Gongyuan. The Luming Banquet was about to begin, and all the students were called to enter.

"Ying'er, let's go, today is delicious, you are lucky."

Ying'er nodded excitedly, followed the young master towards the Gongyuan with big watery eyes.

"Brother...please stay." A slightly embarrassed voice sounded.

"Yo, it's you!" Liu Mingzhi looked at Wan Yang, who was a little embarrassed, in astonishment, standing beside him like a big girl who had been bullied, looking at him uneasily.

"Brother, do you still remember me?"

"Of course I remember, Mr. One Promise, Thousand Gold! How come you don't remember? Why did you pay the boss the money?"

Wan Yang blushed and lowered his head: "I haven't found a servant, and I haven't returned it yet! I have the audacity to borrow 20 taels of silver from my brother."

Ying'er hugged the young master's hand and looked at Wan Yang with a pouting mouth, who is it?The young master wanted to help you, but you refused, and now you have the cheek to borrow money.

Looking at the embarrassed Wanyang and Liu Mingzhi, he shook his head. He is another young master who has never been out of the house and thinks that the whole world is centered on himself.

He took out two ingots of silver and threw them away.