The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Wen Liang looked at Princess Pingning with a complicated look in his eyes. Was the woman in front of him really as vicious as Qingcheng said? Was the person beside him really as poisonous as a snake?

"She refused to see me and drew a line between us, asking me to live a good life with you." Wen Liang said.

Ye Jinqian was a little surprised. These country folk knew that their husbands were marquises, but they were already rushing to establish a relationship with them. Instead, they closed the door and tried to distance themselves from them. Could it be that they were playing hard to get?

Princess Pingning was obviously a little surprised. She laughed dryly and said, "Maybe the Marquis didn't explain it to my sister clearly. This is what I meant."

"I told her that the whole family doesn't want to bother me anymore. Let's not talk about this anymore." Wen Liang was not in a good mood, and he went back to his room after saying that, leaving Princess Pingning and Ye Jinqian staring at each other.

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Ye Xiuying came to Kyoto, where prosperity was everywhere. She didn't recognize any of her neighbors. Ye Xiuying was afraid of getting lost, so she didn't dare go out. At most, she sat at the gate and looked around. She was also afraid that she was unfamiliar with the place and if she got lost, it would bring trouble to her daughter.

Zicheng was arranged by Mo Jinghong to attend a private school, and Jiang Fu escorted him every day. They only went back and forth between the two places, so there was no need to worry about his safety.

Ye Xiuying was bored at home that day. She walked to the entrance of the alley and looked at the carriages and horses coming and going. Just as she was in a daze, she heard a simple and honest male voice in front of her: "Sister, I came to Beijing to study. Can I come to your house to ask for a drink of water?"

Ye Xiuying came back to her senses and saw that the man in front of her was about thirty years old, wearing a cloth robe and a long gown, dressed like a scholar, and looked very handsome. He said that he came to Kyoto to study. It seemed that this was the case, as many scholars were still taking imperial examinations in their sixties. This young man must have come to Beijing to study and was also preparing to continue taking the imperial examinations in the future.

"This..." Ye Xiuying hadn't spoken to a stranger for a long time, and she had some speech disorders for a moment, and her face turned red.

"If it's inconvenient for you, then forget it." The man said angrily, bowed politely to Ye Xiuying, and turned to leave.

Ye Xiuying was kind-hearted, so she said, "Wait a minute."

The man turned around and looked at Ye Xiuying with bright eyes. Seeing that he was not a bad person, Ye Xiuying thought that he was just asking for a sip of water. It was not easy to go out. She remembered that when Wen Liang was studying abroad, it was also very difficult, so she said, "Sir, please wait here for a while."

Although Ye Xiuying was enthusiastic, she would not rashly take the strange man home. She asked him to wait at the intersection while she went home to get some water.

Soon, Ye Xiuying came to get some water and a bag of food. "Sir, here's some water. Here's some food. Take it."

The man seemed a little surprised: "This... I am really ashamed. I don't have money to pay you, big sister. I will repay you one day."

Ye Xiuying said indifferently: "I don't expect you to repay me. Everyone has difficulties sometimes. Just drink it."

After the man finished drinking the water, his smile deepened, and he wanted to chat with Ye Xiuying. Ye Xiuying took the cup and went home. The man bowed again and said, "Thank you, sister. I have nothing to repay you." Then he took out a book from the bookcase behind him, "This is a collection of poems I copied by hand, and I'll give it to you, sister."

Ye Xiuying waved her hands and said, "I just gave you some water and food. You don't have to be polite, sir. When you are away from home, you will encounter difficulties. I help you, not expecting you to repay me. It is not easy to copy this collection of poems, so you should keep it for yourself."

Ye Xiuying knew how difficult it was to copy books. When Wen Liang was in Yueya Village, he had no money to buy books, so he often borrowed books from others. He would light an oil lamp at night and copy them all night long. It was not easy.

As the two were pushing and shoving, Wen Qingcheng and Bai Wei happened to come back. From a distance, they saw Ye Xiuying pushing and shoving something with a strange man at the entrance of the alley.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Wen Qingcheng ran over and asked nervously.

Ye Xiuying roughly recounted what had just happened. Wen Qingcheng quickly took a look at the handsome man in front of her who had a slender figure and was as tall and straight as a pine or cypress.

"Since this gentleman is a traveling scholar, why is he here?" Wen Qingcheng asked suspiciously.

"To be honest, I'm really short of money. I have no money to stay in a hotel, so I have to live under the roof. These past few days I've been staying in the Rain Alley not far ahead. There's a high wall to block the wind, and there's a pile of hay, so it's barely habitable." The man's face turned red, and he seemed to find it difficult to speak. He hesitated for a while before speaking.

"How have you been these days? Don't you have any relatives in Kyoto?" Ye Xiuying asked.

The man shook his head. "I have no relatives, and I have run out of money. I wanted to find some work, like writing for others, or teaching, but I haven't found a suitable place yet."

Wen Qingcheng crossed her arms and looked at the seemingly honest and polite man in front of her. She always felt that something was wrong. But she couldn't tell what it was. Wen Qingcheng asked him where he was from and when he came to Kyoto. Then she asked again, as if chatting. He answered in seconds, and it was exactly the same as before, so it didn't seem like he was lying.

Wen Qingcheng retracted her gaze and was about to go home with Ye Xiuying when she heard Ye Xiuying say, "I just heard that you are looking for a teaching job?"

The man nodded somewhat embarrassedly, "Yeah. It's a pity that no one wants to use me."

Ye Xiuying turned to look at Wen Qingcheng, pulled her aside, and whispered, "Qingcheng, I think this gentleman is quite pitiful. Why don't we let him stay in our house temporarily and teach Zicheng to study?"

The man heard what Ye Xiuying said, and bowed and said, "Madam, Miss, I wonder if the young master in your family has started to learn. I don't want to charge tuition, but I just want to provide a place to stay."

Ye Xiuying was a little surprised. She didn't charge any money and could tutor Zicheng. Zicheng started learning later than other children in the city. He said in the past few days that he hadn't read many of the books that his classmates read in the private school. He looked lost after coming home from work. If he could have a teacher to tutor him at home, it would be much better.

Ye Xiuying was about to say something when Wen Qingcheng stopped her. Wen Qingcheng stepped forward, smiled politely and said, "Sir, our family doesn't need it either. You can ask somewhere else. Mom, let's go back."

The man was a little surprised to hear that Wen Qingcheng actually rejected him, and then he looked a little disappointed. Wen Qingcheng ignored him and took Ye Xiuying back home. When she looked back and saw that no one was following them, she hurriedly asked Bai Wei to close the door.

Ye Xiuying held Wen Qingcheng's hand and said, "That gentleman is so pitiful. When I saw him, I thought of what your father looked like back then."

Seeing that Ye Xiuying was getting a little carried away, Wen Qingcheng quickly pulled her back to reality, "There are only women in our family, so it's not convenient to keep him at home. Maybe he will find a job tomorrow."

Ye Xiuying suddenly realized, "My daughter is the one who has considered everything."