Quick Wear: True and False Life

When the three of them were crossing a small street, Song Nan suddenly discovered the aura that attracted her. The aura suddenly intensified. She paused for a moment, released her spiritual sense to sense it carefully, and saw a scholar sitting in the middle of the street, writing a letter to someone. There was a book box behind him. It should be a scholar from another place passing by here, setting up a stall to write letters for others to make some money.

"Sister, let's go in and take a look." Lingxi saw Song Nan pause slightly and said with understanding. She thought there must be something here that attracted Song Nan, so she also released her spiritual sense to explore. After the exploration, she thought to herself, it was indeed the case.

"Mrs. Zhang, is it convenient?" Song Nan did not rush to answer, but asked Mrs. Zhang.

"Of course, it's still early." Mrs. Zhang saw that the two of them liked it and didn't have any qualms about it. She just thought that the two girls were curious about it and wanted to go in and take a look.

Song Nan and the other two walked slowly to one side from the street corner. Lingxi bought some of the things she liked. When they reached the end, they turned back and looked back from the other side.

When she reached the scholar's stall, she stopped and first looked at the man's handwriting. She found that he had made some progress and his handwriting was good. Then she looked at him and found that he had a well-proportioned body, clear and handsome features, and a virtuous and official appearance. The book she wanted was on the second layer of the bookcase behind him.

Mrs. Zhang, who was standing behind them, was quite puzzled when she saw the two men stop there. She didn't understand why and it was inconvenient to ask, so she just waited quietly by the side, wondering if there was something different about this scholar?

"Young master, would you like to borrow some books from the second floor?" Song Nan asked after the old man who was writing the letter left.

"Ah! Oh! Sure, sure." The young scholar thought at first that she was waiting to write a letter, but it didn't look like that. He thought it was the young lady from that family who wanted to take a look out of curiosity, so he didn't ask, but she went forward to ask first.

The scholar had a young face. After he agreed, he blushed and turned around to take out the books wrapped in the second layer and handed them to Song Nan. There were five books in total. After Song Nan read them one by one, he put down the other four books and kept the miscellaneous books in his hand to read through them roughly.

"Scholar, are you going to Kyoto to take the imperial examination?" Lingxi saw Song Nan found the book and was flipping through it, so she asked the scholar.

"Yes... yes." The scholar seldom had direct contact with women, so he said nervously for a moment.

"Why are you here writing letters for others? Don't you have enough money?" Lingxi asked this because the scholar's face showed that his family was wealthy, so why was he working here carefully to make money like a little rabbit?

"I was cheated out of my money. I...I saw people writing for others on the street, so I set up a stall to earn...some money to cover my travel expenses." The scholar felt ashamed when he talked about this, and his voice became lower and lower. How could he be deceived so easily? No wonder his mother stopped him from going to Kyoto alone. Later, he left a letter and went to Kyoto secretly. But he was cheated not long after, leaving him penniless. He could only set up a stall to earn money.

Fortunately, Lingxi has good hearing, otherwise she wouldn't be able to hear clearly what he said. Now seeing his shy look, it's a little funny. What should she do?

"You look like a bullied little rabbit." Lingxi pointed at him, tilted her head and started laughing as she spoke.

"Lingxi, don't be rude." Song Nan heard Lingxi laughing at the scholar and quickly scolded him.

Mrs. Zhang, who was beside Lingxi, also pulled her speechlessly and said that she had done so.

"Sir, my little sister is naughty, please forgive me if I am rude."

"Lingxi apologizes to the young master."

"Scholar, I didn't mean to laugh at you. It's mainly because I think you are too naive. I'm sorry, I won't laugh at you next time." Lingxi apologized sincerely while holding back her smile.

"It's okay, it's okay, just don't laugh next time." Seeing that she really meant no harm, the young scholar blushed and waved his hands and whispered.

What these two people said was so interesting that both Song Nan and Mrs. Zhang couldn't help laughing.

"Sir, are you selling this book?"

"It's not good to sell books. My father will...beat me." The scholar listened to Song Nan's question and hesitated for a long time before speaking in a low and shameful voice.

"Ha...haha..., I'm not laughing, really!" Lingxi laughed when she heard the answer. As soon as she laughed out loud, she thought of what she had promised, so she tried hard to hold back her laughter and answered with certainty.

The scholar's answer made everyone around him laugh, not to mention Lingxi. This scholar is so funny! Is this something you can say outside?

Song Nan and Mrs. Zhang were speechless and amused by this. They smiled secretly and covered their eyes with their sleeves. His answer made Song Nan at a loss for words.

"Then let's switch to the headquarters! You see, you want to go to Kyoto, and so do we. There are teachers and students in the team, and even bodyguards. We will provide food and accommodation, and we will also cover your travel expenses to go home. How about it?" Lingxi was smart and immediately replied.

"Lingxi is right, you can come with us." Song Nan didn't expect Lingxi to turn so quickly, this is also a good idea.

"But this book is not worth so much money!" Although the young scholar was naive, he knew very well that the book was not worth so much money.

"You silly scholar, Miss Song and Miss Lingxi want this book and are willing to help you to avoid dangers on the road and getting cheated again. Hurry up and agree." Mrs. Zhang also understood that the two employers wanted to help this scholar, so she advised the scholar on the side.

"Then this book is only worth five taels of silver. It will cost you money on the way. I will give it to you when I get home. Otherwise, I will not agree." The young scholar thought about it and said seriously.

"You idiot, what do you say? I'll help you pack up and let's go!" Lingxi scolded with a smile when she saw that the young scholar was so principled.

The three of them helped the young scholar pack his book box and asked Lingxi to take him back to the yard first. She put away the books and continued to go to the pharmacy with Mrs. Zhang.

When they arrived at the place, Mrs. Zhang went forward and knocked on the door. She heard some noise inside, and soon a clown maid came to open the door.

"Madam, young lady, please come in." The ugly girl lowered her head and spoke in a low voice. Because people who came and went here were all buying people, she didn't even need to look up and carefully.

"Ugly girl, serve tea to the guests." At this time, the yellow-toothed woman also came. Seeing this, she ordered the ugly girl to pour tea, and the yellow-toothed woman led the guests into the house to sit down.

"I don't know what to call you two."

"My last name is Zhang, you can call me Mrs. Zhang, and you can just call her Miss Song." Mrs. Zhang answered directly when the old woman with yellow teeth asked for her address.

"I wonder which type of person Madam Zhang and Miss Song are going to choose?" The old lady with yellow teeth was not one to waste words and went straight to the point.

"Choose maids who are healthy and can endure hardships. We choose them to use on the road."

"Mrs. Zhang, Miss Song, wait a moment. I'll go get someone over."

As soon as the woman with yellow teeth left, the ugly girl came in with a tea tray, served the two of them tea, and then stood beside the pillar without moving.

"All the qualified candidates are here, madam and girls, please take your pick." In a short while, Old Lady Huang Ya led the thirty people to the outer courtyard and pointed at the maids at the door.

"Miss Song has good taste, you can choose." Mrs. Zhang knew Song Nan's ability, so she invited her.

"In that case, I'll go see if there's anything available?" Song Nan said as he put down his teacup and stood up.

However, the old lady with yellow teeth at the door was startled. She didn't expect that the two people were led by Miss Song, and Mrs. Zhang's tone was respectful, which was rare.