There was a thunderstorm, and it was raining heavily. In the room, you could hear the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the window. The wind made the glass sound slightly. Yang Yi pondered for a long time before saying, "Get back, summon Du Zhen and Chen Shou."

The next half of the sentence is about the female servants around you. Yang Yi often uses female guards. There are too many widows in the world. A man dies in a foreign land, but he leaves an orphan in the countryside. Now, it is difficult to prohibit the trouble of losing households in the countryside.

Therefore, Yang Yi created the "Twelve Young Masters" mental method, which is dedicated to women's practice. Even if the qualifications are low, he can only easily enter the school, but he also increases his strength, no less than that of an ordinary man.

This mental method is easy to learn but difficult to master, so it is suitable for spreading it. Of course, it was nominally created by the head of the female guard in the palace, Lin Ling, General Luanfeng.

The waitress promised to retreat, and a moment later, Du Zhen and Chen Shou rushed over.

"This time I call you here. How is the situation like Ma Xiang and Guo Zong who you recommended last time?"

"Both of them are moved."

"Well, I'll leave this matter to you. No matter what the result is, it must be quickly rebuilt. The Shaofu cannot be short of important positions for a long time."

"Please rest assured, your Majesty, I will definitely handle this matter." Du Zhen said with a smile.

"Please wait for good news." Chen Shou also took on this task.

On the banks of Mianzhu, a man was fishing leisurely. In the wooden barrel next to him, several carp were already struggling and jumping.

"It's time to go back." Looking up at the sky, the man suddenly said to himself.

At this moment, a boy's voice rang not far away: "Sir, sir! Guests from home are here, please go back and take a look!"

"Huh? Some guests are here? It's rare." The man looked back in surprise and decided to put the pole back home. He stood up and put the bamboo pole away. The man's next move was to lift the wooden barrel and pour the hairtail into the river.

"Fish, fish, you can swim as far as you can. If you catch you next time, you will really be able to eat it." He said to himself to the river surface, the man bent down, picked up some objects on the ground, and turned around to the mountain village not far away.

He had a meaningless expression that was almost invisible. However, this person was not old in actual age. His narrow eyes seemed to be closed forever, half asleep and half awake.

He was wearing an ordinary half-old robe, but he didn't look vulgar, but he was more casual and elegant. In terms of appearance, this person could only be considered a medium-sized person, with a thin figure and narrow eyes, but he added a lot of color to him.

"Oh, I haven't brought the fish back today. I guess it's a vegetarian meal to fill my stomach again?" He said regretful words, but he just smiled faintly on his face.

Until a little boy appeared in front of him angrily, he put away his laughter and showed a bit serious: "Liulang, your mistress sent you to urge someone again?"

"Who told the gentleman to come back empty-handed every time? This time he didn't catch another fish?" Although he was asking, his tone was very certain.

"Haha, you guy, my soulmate, I really return empty-handed again with your husband!" The young man walked towards him, and said happily.

"It's true, I've never seen someone who has been fishing for a day, caught nothing, and can laugh so happily." The little Liulang muttered in a low voice.

"I heard what you said, your sir. I will go back and punish you for copying the Thousand Characters." The young man glanced at him and said casually.

"Ah, sir, Liulang knew he was wrong..." Suddenly, they left the road and screamed a few times.

Less than half a mile along the path, I walked past a mountain village, and a large mansion appeared in front of the two of them.

The young man signaled the little boy to come forward, but Xiao Liulang had to accept his fate and walked over and knocked on the door: "Uncle Sun, my husband and I are back."

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and an old man in his early fifties walked out and looked at Xiaoliulang with a smile: "Xiaoliulang, you are back faster today than before."

"Because there are guests here," the little boy scratched his head and said.

The old man saluted the young man behind him again, and his eyes fell on the wooden barrel held in the man's hand: "Sir, are you back empty-handed today? Madam is afraid that she will make vegetarian dishes to entertain guests again."

"Even if I catch fish or buy fish, she will do the same. She will be happy." The hostess of this house is that she doesn't like meat and smells it and wants to vomit. Over time, the servants at home are used to eating vegetarian dishes, and everyone has the skills of vegetarian food on the stove.

"Mr. and Mrs. are really loving." The little boy who had already arrived in the yard said with emotion when he watched the husband enter the main house.

"Pa" The old man tapped his forehead with his finger: "You guy knows a lot."

"I saw it in the book." The little boy stuck out his tongue and ran away.

"However, Xiao Liulang is right. Mr. and Mrs. are indeed a couple, but they have a temper, no, right? As servants, how can you criticize the master's family behind their backs? Do not look at the wrong person, do not listen to the wrong person, do not think about the wrong person..." Shaking his head, the old man walked away with a confused look on his face.

In the main room, a servant gave tea and then stepped down. In the room, there was only a couple left, silent.

"lady……"

"Husband, this is the letter sent to you by Mr. Du from Hanzhong County. Before you return, I will accept it for you. This is the letter for you."

The young woman sitting opposite the young man was of medium appearance and had a bookish look on her body, which made her look particularly gentle and slightly beautiful, but she also locked her faint heroic spirit on her eyes.

These two people are Ma Xiang and his wife Liu.

Ma Xiang was also a loyal descendant of Yan Han. His ancestor was the famous Ji Han Five Tiger General Ma Chao. However, Ma Xiang was from the common lineage and separated the family early. Now the Ma family is his uncle Ma Cheng.

Ma Xiang's mother died when he was young, but he followed his father and did not live in Jinguan City. Although he was given the title of Ma, he was enough to eat and drink.

When he was young, he became a master of his father's martial arts. However, the father died in battle the year before yesterday.

Most people don’t know that Ma Xiang, who is both civil and military, will come to this mountainous land to settle down after his parents die, and live a pastoral and secluded life with his family.

In fact, most of Mianzhu has been abandoned in the past few years, and it was only since last year that it gradually became vital.

This person's words and deeds are casual in his daily life, but he really feels like a rural hermit.

However, Liu knew that his husband had not encountered the right opportunity to become an official, so he refused to hand over himself to the vulgar and powerful people easily, and the death of his father was hard to let go.

"Haha, is Hanzhong County? Mr. Du? It should be his letter?" Ma Xiang took the letter to himself.

During this period, Liu was just silent.

"It was the letter written by Senior Brother Du... He wanted me to become an official." After opening the letter and reading it, Ma Xiang's expression remained the same, with only half-closed eyes, but opened a little.

He looked at Liu: "If it weren't for the good lord, I would rather live in seclusion here for a lifetime. Madam, what do you think about the present?"

"I am a woman, I am just a shallow one's own opinion. Your Majesty is the Holy Lord." With just one sentence, Liu stopped.

"I have heard a lot about the present. I have wanted to become an official, but I have arguing with my uncle before, so I can't let go..." Speaking of this, Mrs. Ma Xiangchong smiled apologetically: "Madam, I planned to live a peaceful life with you for a few years here..."

"Husband, you can make a decision on this matter. No matter where you go or what you do, I will follow you and never abandon each other." Liu said gently.

She was not only Ma Xiang's wife, but also her cousin, childhood sweetheart. The relationship between the two was extraordinary. They had made an appointment, but they lived in seclusion in this countryside and ignored the world. Now it seems that they can't.

However, my husband is already talented and is the descendant of the Marquis of Jingxiang. How could he be buried here?

Thinking of this, Liu had made up his mind. No matter what his husband did, as long as he made up his mind, she would not stop him.

Seeing that the wife did not stop her, Ma Xiang's eyes were sluggish, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise them. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Madam, for your understanding."

But when he saw the lady get up, he said in surprise: "Madam, you are..."

"I'll go to the stove and ask them to stir-fry a few more dishes and warm some wine." Liu said.

"It's not that my wife is not allowed to drink..."

A smile flashed in Liu's eyes: "This is because of your physical condition, but once a drink is done, it's fine."

As he said that, he walked out of the room.

Seeing this, Ma Xiang shook his head and smiled.

At the same time, Xiangcheng and another person also received a letter from Hanzhong County.

"Chen Shou?" The strong young man named Guo Zong opened the letter and looked carefully. His brows unfolded and frowned.

After a long time, Fang Jiangxin looked carefully and saw a look of disbelief on a handsome face.

"Brother Chen actually wants to recommend me to become a Yan Man? Such an opportunity has appeared in front of him like this?" The good news that suddenly came made him unable to digest it for a moment.

After reading the letter again, Guo Zong's face gradually faded away, and he changed his expression of excitement. The handwriting on the letter was correct, and he also said something that few people knew. The person who wrote it must be Chen Shou, and I believe that what the letter said would not be false.

After reading it again, his breathing became even a little heavy. It was obvious that the news made him very happy.

"The current Yan Han Emperor is a wise ruler for all ages. He is indeed worthy of my loyalty. He is just going alone, so he is afraid that it will be underestimated. Such opportunities are really rare and must not be wasted."

Thinking of this, Guo Zong walked out of the courtyard where he was, climbed up to look far away. It was a big river not far from this house.

There were many large and small ships moored on the river. Looking at these ships, Guo Zong smiled on his face.

"If you take a few ships as gifts, I believe that even the Holy Lord of Yanhan will definitely pay attention to a certain family, right?"

The more he thought about it, the more he made the truth. Guo Zong made a quick decision, called a servant, and whispered a few words in his ear. The servant was stunned and took the order.

"Bang", another son fell, and the sound was crisp.

The cicadas outside the window sounded again, singing songs in the early July, and in the room and on the chessboard, the winner was decided.

"Chen Qing, you lost." Yang Yi looked up slightly at this time, looking at the man who was thinking hard on the other side, reminding him.

On the opposite side of him, Chen Shou, who was thinking hard, stared at the chessboard in front of him. After a while, Chen Shou breathed a sigh of depression and said, "I know."

As he said that, he pushed a piece of money to Yang Yi: "This is the loss to His Majesty."

"Haha." Yang Yi flashed his eyes at this time, but he asked the maid to put away the money without hesitation.

Chen Shou sighed sadly, looking reluctant.

Seeing this, Yang Yi endured it and then, and finally couldn't help it. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I have always wanted to ask you, this money is nothing to you! Why should I sigh so much?"

"Your Majesty, you don't know anything. I am very poor!" Chen Shou put down his purse at this time, sighed in response to the situation, and replied.

"Now you are a fifth-rank official, and your salary is not too low. And you are the head of the Ministry of Rites, and you have a double salary." Yang Yi was a little surprised when he heard this.

Nowadays, officials are still missing in the country, and middle and upper classes all hold multiple positions.

"Your Majesty, I have a little nervous about my daily expenses and I still need money to welcome and send you to the public. I also need to keep a family, and I want to print some books." Chen Shou calculated the amount of money by counting it with his fingers.

Yang Yi understood a little why this guy took advantage of the rest and didn't go to rest, but suddenly ran to him to play chess, but he was crying and poor.

Yang Yi could only say: "Okay, I will reward you with a thousand coins and print a book for you."
To be continued...