To support exiled officials, start by worshipping the God of Wealth

The atmosphere in the academy has become very good, and everyone in the lecture hall is listening to the lessons attentively.

Arithmetic has become more difficult.

But Jiusu only taught knowledge used in life or engineering. Of course, she didn’t know anything more advanced. After two classes, the students were still confused.

The students from the carpenter family learned with great interest.

The size of a circle can actually be calculated this way. "My grandfather is a carpenter. I plan to go back and teach him."

Jiu Su: "..."

I wonder if the old man will scold her for letting him study in his old age?

The teachers all have their own lounge.

It's a small room, but it's fully furnished.

Jiang Jing and Fang Yu came together.

Fang Yu placed the tray on the table and bowed like a waiter at a hot pot restaurant, "My two distinguished guests, is there anything else you can help me with?"

Jiusu chuckled and picked up the juice beside him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Fang. Take these back and drink with your roommates."

"This..." Fang Yu wanted to joke, but he didn't expect her to be so polite. He looked at Jiang Jing, and seeing Jiang Jing's smile deepen, he continued, "Thank you, Master. I won't disturb you two from having dinner."

The door closed and they both breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not easy to have a teacher-student relationship. Jiusu took out some cakes and said, "These cakes are made of red sandalwood and Kou Shao. This mint cake is specially made for you."

It helps to reduce inflammation and swelling.

Hearing this, Jiang Jing picked up a piece and said, "Thank them for me."

"Okay." Jiusu made an OK gesture. The food in the library tasted better. She handed over the pills and asked, "Is your hand better?"

Jiang Jing rolled up his sleeves, revealing his wrists.

Jiusu came closer, daring only to stroke around the scar. She exhaled and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, does it? Rest if you're tired. You still need to take care of your body and make salt with me."

Salt? Jiang Jing almost forgot about it.

"A Su, are you a fairy who has come down to earth to experience tribulations? It seems that you can do everything and have everything." He drank the tendon-recovering pill, "I have never heard of this thing. I had a dream last night that all this was fake and my hand could not be restored."

Jiusu held his big, broad hand and placed it on her face.

"But it's fake? I'm not a fairy, Ajing, actually..."

The woman was determined to tell the story.

Jiang Jing held her hand in return and said, "Wait until you want to tell me."

He remembered that the earth-shattering secret required the right time, right place and right people. If Ah Su spoke of it rashly, the secret would be revealed and he would be swallowed up. Anyway, he had guessed it almost clearly.

Ah Su has a treasure box.

This is a fortuitous encounter.

Jiusu took out his watch, his eyes fell on his swollen wrist, and he sighed slightly.

“This is a watch, it can tell time, very accurately.

Wait until your hand is less swollen, then you can wear it again."

There are very few people living around Huating Academy, and the autumn seems quiet and lonely. A straight road leads to the alley where I live. When I get closer, I see a man in smooth dark blue clothes standing at the door to greet me.

Chang Bo stood by helplessly.

Magistrate Zhang bent over and lifted the curtain with a bright smile, "Hey, great to meet you, Lord Jiu. You're back. Are you cold, hungry, or thirsty?"

There was a young man beside him.

Jiusu's mouth twitched.

Is this a ghost? She dodged Zhang Tu's outstretched hand and asked, "What can I do for you, magistrate?"

Magistrate Zhang rubbed his hands and followed her into the mansion. Seeing that Jiusu had no intention of going forward, he realized that it was already late at night.

He kicked his son.

"Why don't you say hello to Master Jiu?"

Zhang Zhiyi looked at her and felt his heart almost stopped beating. She was so beautiful. Unlike ordinary girls, this girl's beauty was tough.

The man clasped his fists and bowed: "Hello young lady, my name is Zhang Zhiyi."

Jiusu suddenly realized, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled, "Are you the bastard who bullied Jiang Nianyin and was beaten half to death by Mr. Qian?"

Come to her house at this time.

The meaning is too obvious.

That was because Jiang Jing was not there, otherwise, he would have beaten Zhang Zhiyi as well.

Zhang Zhiyi was embarrassed and clenched his fists.

"My fair lady, a gentleman likes to be brave."

"When did being a hooligan become the behavior of a gentleman?" Jiusu raised his eyelids slightly.

As the Salt Transport Commissioner, an important official position, she no longer had to be afraid of these people, nor did she have to curry favor with them.

Zhang Zhiyi's face darkened: "You..."

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped on the back of his head.

Magistrate Zhang scolded, "Why don't you apologize to Lord Jiu?"

Seeing his son's dissatisfied bow and the cold expression on Jiusu's face, after serving as an official for several years, he also understood that Jiusu was not someone he could control.

But he also knew the importance of salt.

Jiusu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "It's so late, County Magistrate Zhang wants to see me for something?"

Magistrate Zhang said with a smile, "I came here specially to congratulate you on your appointment as an official, the Salt Transport Commissioner. This is an important job. I never thought that you are such a rare talent. I am a rebellious child who has lacked discipline since childhood. Can I have some experience here with you?"

As the saying goes, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.

Jiusu's eyes flickered slightly, thinking of the well-planned salt-making plan, fine salt also requires coarse salt.

She said, "How can I refuse the help sent by the county magistrate? Mr. Zhang, come with me to buy coarse salt at noon tomorrow."

Zhang Zhiyi readily agreed.

On the way back, County Magistrate Zhang advised: "Put away your philandering thoughts. I have seen countless people. Jiusu is different from other women. If you can win Jiusu, our Zhang family will be honored."

"Dad, don't worry, I will definitely get her." Zhang Zhiyi smiled.

Is there any woman in the world that he cannot get? Now that Qian Junjie has retired from the underworld, all the beauties in the county are his.

Magistrate Zhang said with satisfaction: "I will inform the salt merchants and make trouble for her. Then you can come forward to solve the problem. Wouldn't that be like a hero saving a beautiful woman?"

The job of salt transport envoy is a lucrative one.

A lot of money can be made from it. Marrying Jiusu is equivalent to marrying a cash cow. As for Jiang Jing, he is indeed a talent. You can just choose any daughter to marry him.

Zhang Zhiyi sneered: "Can you do it?"

"Why not?" Magistrate Zhang straightened up and patted his big belly. "Don't underestimate your father. He is at least a local tyrant. Jiusu is a bit powerful, but he has no power behind him. I only care about her because she is a lucrative job. If she disagrees, we will let Prince Chang come."

Zhang Zhiyi showed a sinister smile: "I heard that Prince Chang is even more lustful. If she doesn't follow me, she will suffer."

A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

My father has been a snake in Su Ming County for many years and is about to become a dragon. What does a woman matter to him?

The night in the county town is very dark.

There are animal traps everywhere. If you are not careful, you will step on one and be killed.

The next day.

Zhang Zhiyi was waiting at the gate of the mansion early in the morning. When he met Qian Junjie, he whistled and teased, "Hey, brother, long time no see. Have you become a good person recently?"

Why is he at the master's door?

Qian Junjie sneered, "A dog will always eat shit, and you haven't changed yet?"