Chapter 188: Okay, what is Jiaojiao shaking?

Shiku took the knife and left quietly.
Nan Baoyi turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, you quickly drink the corn juice, let's go home."
"Oh……"
Xiao Yi lazily picked up the corn juice.
Flicking his brows and looking at it disgustingly for a moment, he drank it blankly.
The corn juice was a little sticky, and Nan Baoyi couldn't help but laugh when he saw that he had a circle on his lips after drinking it.
She pointed to her lips: "Second brother, you have corn juice here."
Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, bowed his head and leaned in front of her, "wipe."
Nan Baoyi took out a new handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corn juice from his lips.
The two are very close.
The young man in front of him is smooth, handsome, and always has a casual look.
Dan Feng's eyes, with inner hooks and outer hooks, were fixed on her, her pupils were as black as a sea.
Her figure was caged in it, like a canary stared by a wild wolf.
Nan Baoyi's wiping action gradually slowed down.
She gradually realized that the action of wiping the lips of the other party seemed too intimate.
And his eyes were dull like a deep ocean, and she could no longer look at him.
She lowered her eyelashes, her ears started to get hot, and even her cheeks were hot.
The little hand holding the kerchief even couldn't help shaking.
Xiao Yi smiled lightly.
He held her small hand, slowly wrapped her big palm around her small fist, and carefully rubbed the palm.
He said softly: "Well, what is Jiaojiao shaking?"
"It might be... a stroke."
Nan Baoyi stammered.
"You are young, what kind of style is in China?"
"Xu yes, Xu was infected by Hong Laojiu infection..."
Nan Baoyi continued to stutter.
"I don't even know that a stroke can still be contagious." Xiao Yi was noncommittal. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shiku coming back with a knife before letting go of her little hand, "Go home."
Nan Baoyi clutched his hot face and followed him hesitantly.
As soon as she walked to the gate of Jinyumantang, she suddenly said: "Second brother, I haven't got the corn juice I packed yet. You love it so much and you can't do it. Wait!"
Xiao Yi: "..."
Can you forget the corn juice for now?
Back to Nanfu, it was almost dusk.
The guests of Songheyuan are gone, and the red plum trees are covered with crystal white snow, which is beautiful and picturesque in the twilight.
Xiao Yi walked behind the sleeve tube, watching Nan Baoyi walk forward with a probe.
He said: "What are you doing?"
"Hush!" Nan Baoyi turned her head and made a silent gesture at him, "Nan Jing is afraid it will be useless. My father will definitely beat me. I have to be careful not to let him find out."
After speaking, he turned his head and bumped into Nanguang.
Nan Guang carried the stick, obviously waiting here for a long time.
Nan Baoyi mentioned her throat with a heart, and hurriedly hid behind Xiao Yi, "Second brother, help me!"
Nan Guang was furious: "Naughty girl! Didn't you go to Jinyu Mantang to give your brother silver? What about the silver you gave?! Pity your brother was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face. He was carried back alive on a stretcher!"
Nan Baoyi poked his head out, "Is he dead?"
"Of course not! The doctor said that he didn't hurt his bones, he couldn't die!" Nan Guang threw away the stick sadly, crying and slapped his thigh, "Jiaojiao, he is your brother, how can you, how can you... !"
He vomited blood, and he wasn't dead yet...
Nan Baoyi muttered in her heart, and then persuaded: "Father, I was stolen halfway, and there is nothing I can do. And I don’t know that the dean of Wanchun Academy was eating there, Nan Jing himself Saying the one-hundred-taels of Shu Xiu as one thousand taels or two thousand taels has attracted dissatisfaction from the other party. So when it comes to this matter, it is still his own fault."
After she finished speaking, she thought Nan Guang would scold her.
But Nan Guang just sat down on the steps.
He covered his face and did not move for a long time.
Nan Baoyi squatted in front of him worriedly, and gently pushed him, "Father?"
Nan Guang raised his head, but his face was full of tears.
He wiped the teardrops with the back of his hand, and smiled reluctantly: "I can't complain about this matter... It's because he is not lucky, but he is not lucky..."
It's not that he didn't know that Nan Jing deceived him.
He often wandered around the archways of restaurants and met so many powerful children. How could he not know what the Shuxiu of Wanchun Academy was?
It's just that Jing'er has been so strong since he was a child that he couldn't give him status, so he could only give him more money.
He thought, he had no abilities in his life, so he had to train his children to become talents.
It doesn't matter if he saves himself, but Jing'er needs to eat better and wear better, not to lose his dignity.
but……
He got up and walked tremblingly towards the front yard.
Nan Baoyi looked at him.
The cold wind blows, blowing the fine snow accumulated on the flower branches onto his hair bun, as if it has dyed his hair white, and his back is quite staggering, no longer the arrogant appearance of the past.
Her father is more than forty years old and still elegant and romantic.
Only today, after all, I feel a little late.
She felt uncomfortable and turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, I don't want to go back to the house, can I sit there with you?"
Xiao Yi nodded.
The large study room of Chaowen Academy is still full of ancient books.
Nan Baoyi noticed that Shen Yichao was there.
He knelt down on a woven pad of cattail, and was looking through the account book.
With such a thick and complicated account book, he turned over page after page, without even needing an abacus, and he could clearly figure out whether the account was wrong.
Xiao Yi explained: "He is now my money catcher."
The "money catcher" is a position in the government that is responsible for dealing with private businessmen.
Every year, the Nanyue Court will allocate a lump sum of money for the local government's expenses. The chief of the government will use this money to solve the food problem of the officials.
But in general, the yamen would not directly take the money for food and drink, but hand it to the money catchers so that they can use the money to do business in private investment.
If the money catcher has the ability and the business is profitable, then the yamen will be able to eat and drink well throughout the year and be happy and happy.
If the person who catches the money is incapable and loses money when doing business, then this year the Yamen officials will tighten their belts to survive.
Even some money-catchers are extremely unreliable, and they have lost their capital completely, so the yamen will have no food for a whole year.
Nan Baoyi tilted her head.
She knelt and sat behind Shen Yichao curiously and watched him turn the bill.
From the beginning of its appearance, this product had an expression of "I look down on you", as if it was not a human being, and I did not expect that it would also look after the accounts and do business, and help the ministers to get money.
Jiang Suihan sat opposite, peeling oranges, and said with a smile: "Let Shen Xiaolang watch the sky on New Year's Eve night, saying that Brother Xiao is Qianlong in the Yuan, and sooner or later he wants Qingyun to go straight, so he was willing to be his assistant."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
Shen Yichao did a good job. The Minister of Power really wanted Qingyun to go straight up.
This guy looked arrogant and arrogant, but he didn't expect to have two brushes.
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The "money catcher" is the Tang Dynasty system