A gentleman is omnipotent [Quick Transmigration]

After the Enrong Banquet, every Jinshi received a silver reward, and the gifts for the top three were especially generous.

Song Luo discussed with Wenxuan and rented a clean and elegant courtyard in the alley where officials gathered, and wrote "Song Mansion" on the door.

Song Luo writes the paperwork and hires Wenxuan as an aide, and Fang Mu'an has officially changed from a book boy to a handyman.The salary of the Hanlin Academy was meager, and Song Luo refused to accept the aid from the Jizhou Guild Hall. Apart from daily expenses, the family could not even afford to hire a cook and maid.

As a result, Fang Mu'an took care of all the work of the cook and maid.

He lived alone in his previous life, and his cooking skills were barely passable, but it was quite difficult for him to master the heat of cooking rice in an iron pot. Climbing and rolling, but nothing major happened.

The house is bigger, and Fang Muan also has his own house, so he no longer needs to be crowded with two hard-to-serve young masters. He hasn't practiced much in the past year, and his height has changed from being as tall as Song Luo to being taller than Song Luo. With half a head, he has more confidence even when dealing with Wenxuan.

Mr. Wen's flirting with Fang Mu'an is still the same, and it intensifies. Song Luo goes to work to support the family during the day, and only Wen Xuan and Fang Mu'an are left alone in the family.

Fang Muan went to buy vegetables, Wenxuan helped bargain; Fang Muan washed the dishes, Wenxuan washed the vegetables, and then threw the vegetables and ran to hug Fang Muan from behind. Fang Muan was hugged many times, and gradually became numb, knowing that Struggling weakly, I had no choice but to let him toss.

Wenxuan boiled Fang Muan's frogs in warm water, and the two even washed the clothes one by one; except that Mr. Wen sometimes disappeared inexplicably, they did almost everything together.

If it wasn't for the light bulb Song Luo, Fang Mu'an would have thought he was living with Wenxuan.

The weather is getting warmer day by day, but time seems to stand still.

Song Luo also lived peacefully in the Hanlin Academy. Since the meeting in Rinan Study that day, he has never been summoned by the emperor again.

A spring has passed so quietly, and it is the Qiqiao Festival in a blink of an eye.

Qixi Festival was originally a girl's festival, and the three men didn't even think about celebrating it, and the meals on the table were still the same as usual.

Song Luo was complaining that Fang Mu'an had overcooked the eggs, when there was a knock outside the gate.

Fang Muan and Song Luo bickered back and forth, no one heard the door knocker ringing, it was Wenxuan who patted Fang Muan's head with a smile, "Stop bickering, go and answer the door."

Only then did Fang Mu'an hear the noise outside the door, "Madam Duan sent someone to invite the young master to the festival, right?"

Song Luo rolled his eyes, "I don't seek ingenuity, what kind of festival is it?"

Fang Mu'an coughed lightly, looked sideways at Song Luo, and then at Wenxuan who had been tidy and tidy, "Mr. Wen can ask for it, as long as he can also learn how to sew, it doesn't matter if there is a woman in the family."

Wen Xuan's eyes flickered, "Are you serious?"

"What's the real thing? No one can sew my elbows if they are worn out. You are good at your hands. You can definitely learn them faster than me."

Wen Xuan was a little disappointed after hearing this, but still couldn't help laughing.

Song Luo couldn't stand it anymore, and urged Fang Mu'an, "Go and open the door, you can't stop gossiping."

Fang Muan trotted to open the gate, and as soon as the door opened, he was dazzled by a mighty group of people outside.

Luo Qi, the golden hairpin who is the leader, looks like a lady from a rich family at first glance.

Fang Mu'an had the urge to cry for a moment, he had been fooled after being with Song Luo and Wenxuan for the past few months, how long had it been since he had seen a [-]% pure beautiful woman, and there were only two of them.

He hadn't had any girls around him for too long, and the more he looked at Wenxuan recently, the more he couldn't stand it. Every gesture and gesture was full of coquettishness, and he didn't even find Mr. Wen's hooligan little tricks annoying.

This is not a good sign, if Wenxuan kidnaps him like this, he will never be able to come back.

Could it be that God heard his cry and sent two beautiful girls to save his three views especially on the Qiqiao Festival.

Fang Muan was yelling red-eyed, and the little girl poured a basin of cold water on his head as soon as she opened her mouth, "Bold! What kind of identity are you that dare to stare at the princess like that?"

Before Fang Muan could react, he was kicked by a burly man and rolled on the ground sadly.

Not even a second after he fell down, Wen Xuan had already rushed over and slapped the instigator, even knocking the princess on her back.

The little maid yelled ghostly and yelled, "Come here to escort me", twenty or so guards surrounded Wenxuan on the spot, Fang Muan got up and threw himself on the dirt, and got into the encirclement and said something to Wenxuan, "Forget it, it's all a misunderstanding."

Wen Xuan snorted softly, turned to look at him, "If you hadn't stared lewdly at him, would you have been beaten?"

The co-author didn't hit him in anger, but because he looked at beautiful women.

When the matter developed to such a point, Song Luo couldn't sit still as the host, and hurried out to rescue the siege, and knelt down to the princess who was supported by everyone, "Princess, forgive me, it's because my family doesn't understand the rules. , crash into your lord."

What the little maid wanted to say was blocked by Princess Min De, who waved her hand to tell the guards and hidden guards to retreat, while personally stepping forward to help Song Luo up, "It was our fault first, and we acted abruptly."

Wen Xuan and Fang Mu'an also knelt down to salute the princess, and they got up before anyone called them up.

Princess Min De didn't mind, but the little maid was so angry that she was about to reprimand her when she was frightened away by Min De's eyes.

The guards stayed outside the door as ordered, Song Luo invited Princess Minde in, Fang Muan watched helplessly as the princess went straight to the table and occupied his seat.

Song Luo ordered Fang Mu'an to serve tea, and Fang Mu'an boiled water to make tea and brought it up; the little palace maid looked at the teacup, glared at him, "You didn't make it clean, I'll make tea for the princess myself."

Fang Mu'an was so sore when he was run over, he stood there dumbfounded and angry.

Wen Xuan just smiled and looked at him deflated.

"What are you doing standing up, take me to wash the teapots and cups."

The little maid pushed Fang Muan and walked straight out. Fang Muan sighed and walked to the end to lead the way.

As soon as the dead girl saw the kitchen, she started to complain, "Master Song is an official anyway, and he didn't even talk about hiring a cook to take care of the housework, and entrusted everything to you, a ignorant vulgar person like you."

Fang Mu'an watched the little maid wash the teapot and cup over and over again, coughed lightly and asked, "What is the identity of the girl?"

"What is my identity, it's up to you."

Fang Muan sneered, "I just don't quite understand, the one outside is obviously the princess, how come you, a servant girl, have a bigger temper than the princess."

The little palace maid got angry at the ridicule, she raised her neck and said to Fang Mu'an, "I was already an official in the palace before the princess came out of the palace, and now she has sealed the mansion, and I am also one of the six stewards of the princess mansion."

It was quite amusing for the little girl to be shy, her face flushed like an apple, Fang Muan's tone softened a lot after being teased, "Okay, okay, you're amazing, so what's your name?"

The little maid was annoyed, "It's none of your business what my last name is."

"There is a good name and surname, so I know whether to call you Wang Guanshi or Li Shanggong, so it looks more respectful."

Fang Mu'an's words were so oily that the little maid was a little dizzy, so he answered him casually, "Jiang."

Fang Mu'an leaned on the door and made a long note, "Oh, so it's Guan Shi Jiang, no wonder he has such a temper, because he lives up to his name."

The little maid was so teased by him that she turned her head and gave him a hard look, "Stop being so glib with me, where is the tea?"

"Here, right in front of your eyes."

"This? That's it? Do you dare to entertain the princess with tea leaves?"

Fang Mu'an shrugged his shoulders, "I can't help it, the family is poor and there is no good tea, our Lord Song usually drinks this." After saying that, he sneaked up to the little maid again, "How does your princess know where my lord lives?"

Girl Jiang ignored him.

On the contrary, Fang Muan regained his energy, and started the continuous cannon mode, "Your princess gave my lord a jewelry box last time, is it interesting to my lord?"

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"Hasn't your princess engaged in a marriage? Does her husband's family care if she comes to my lord so blatantly?"

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"Your princess won't regret the marriage for my lord, will she?"

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"How old is your princess?"

Fang Muan kept twittering, making the little maid unable to listen any longer, "Shut up, the princess's age is something that lowly people like you can ask?"

Fang Muan said anxiously, "I can't ask the princess, but I can ask you, how old are you? Are you married? Do you want to be the princess's dowry in the future and be the concubine of General Duan?"

"You! You are talking nonsense!"

The little girl was so angry that she stomped her feet and rushed over to beat him with her small fist.

Fang Muan laughed straight, Wenxuan was molesting him these days, he finally turned around today, and he was able to catch someone molesting him.

If there were no women in this world, all the money would be meaningless.

This sentence is indeed correct.

Fang Mu'an was refreshed, and grabbed the little palace maid's fist, "We are all people in the present, and we should take care of each other. What's the point of stepping around like this?"

Jiang Yatou broke free twice but did not break free, she had to give in, "Okay, you are amazing, let me go."

If he grabbed him again, he would be suspected of being a hooligan. Fang Muan didn't fall to that level, so he smiled and let go.

The little maid's face was red and hot, she walked away a few steps to avoid him, she lowered her head and muttered, "You were so heroic when you helped us get back the jade pendant that day, why have you fallen into such a dismal state now? .”