Shi Ku carried the knife and left quietly.

Nan Baoyi turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, drink the corn juice quickly and let's go home."

"oh……"

Xiao Yi lazily picked up the corn juice.

He frowned and looked at it for a moment, and he drank it all with expressionless expression.

The corn juice was a little sticky. After seeing that Nan Baoyi had finished drinking it, he couldn't help laughing.

She pointed to her lips: "Second brother, you're dipped in corn juice here."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, bowed his head and came to her, "Wipe."

Nan Baoyi took out a novice handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corn juice from his lips carefully.

The two are very close.

The young man in front of him has a smooth bones and a handsome face, and always has a casual expression.

The pair of phoenix eyes with inner and outer curling inside are definitely staring at her, and their pupils are as dark as the sea.

Her figure was caught in it, like a canary staring at by a wild wolf.

Nan Baoyi's wiping movement gradually slowed down.

She gradually realized that the movement of wiping the other person's lips seemed too intimate.

And his eyes were as dark as the deep sea, and she could no longer look at him.

She lowered her eyelashes, her ears began to get hot, and even her cheeks became hot.

The little hand holding the veil couldn't help but tremble.

Xiao Yi chuckled softly.

He held her little hand, slowly covering her little fist, and rubbed it carefully in the palm of his hand.

He said softly: "Okay, why are you shaking?"

"Maybe it was... a stroke."

Nan Baoyi stuttered.

"At a young age, where is the style of the family?"

"Maybe it's, maybe it's been contaminated by Hong Laojiu..."

Nan Baoyi continued to stutter.

"I don't know that stroke can still be contagious." Xiao Yi did not agree. Yu Guang saw Shiku coming back with a bloody knife, and then let go of her little hand, "Go back home."

Nan Baoyi covered her hot face and hesitated to follow him.

When she was about to walk to the door of Jinyu Mantang, she suddenly said, "Second brother, I haven't taken the corn juice I packed yet. You love drinking so much, you can't refuse it. Wait!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Can you forget corn juice for the time being?

Back to Nanfu, it was almost dusk.

The guests in the Songheyuan scattered, and the red plum trees were filled with crystal white snow, which was as beautiful as poetry and picturesque in the twilight.

Xiao Yi walked behind with his sleeves in his arms, watching Nan Baoyi lean forward with his head protruding.

He said, "What are you doing?"

"Shh!" Nan Baoyi turned around and made a move to silence him. "Nan Jing is afraid it won't be useful. My father will definitely beat me up. I have to be careful and don't let him discover it."

After saying that, he turned around and ran into Nanguang.

Nan Guang was carrying a stick and obviously had been waiting here for a long time.

Nan Baoyi's heart was raised to his throat and hurriedly hid behind Xiao Yi, "Second brother save me!"

Nan Guang was furious: "My evil girl! Didn't you go to Jinyumantang to give your brother the money? Where did you give him the money?! Poor your brother was beaten to the point of bruises and swollen face. He was carried back on a stretcher!"

Nan Baoyi poked his head out, "Is he dead?"

"Of course not! The doctor said that he didn't hurt the bone and could not die!" Nan Guang threw away the stick in pain and slapped his thighs. "Jiaojiao, he is your brother, how can you, how can you...ah!"

All vomited blood, but they weren't dead yet...

Nan Baoyi muttered in his heart and advised: "Dad, I was stolen from the middle of the way. There is nothing I can do about it. And I don't know where the dean of Wanchun Academy was having a drink. Nan Jing himself said the 100 taels of silver to be one thousand taels, two thousand taels, which attracted the other party's dissatisfaction. So it was his own fault to discuss this matter."

After she finished speaking, she thought Nan Guang would scold her a few more words.

But Nan Guang just sat dejectedly on the steps.

He covered his face and had no movement for a long time.

Nan Baoyi squatted in front of him worriedly and gently pushed him, "Dad?"

Nan Guang raised his head, and his face was filled with tears.

He wiped the tears with the back of his hand and said with a forced smile: "I can't blame Jiaojiao for this matter... It's because he has no blessing, it's because he has no blessing..."

It’s not that he didn’t know that Nan Jingmeng lied to him.

He often lingers in restaurant archways and has met so many powerful children. How could he not know how much Shu Xiu was in Wanchun Academy?

However, Jing'er has been competing for victory since childhood and is very strong. He can't give him a title, so he can only give him more money.

He thought that he had no ability in his life, and at least he had to train his children to become talents.

It doesn't matter if he is sluggish, but Jing'er needs to eat better and wear better, so that she can't lose her dignity.

But……

He stood up and walked towards the front yard tremblingly.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

The cold wind blew everywhere, blowing the fine snow on the branches on his bun, as if his hair was dyed white, and his back was rather staggering, no longer the arrogant look of the world in the past.

Her father is over forty years old and is still elegant and romantic.

But today, I feel a little old after all.

She felt uncomfortable and turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, I don't want to go back to the house. Can I go to your place to sit?"

Xiao Yi nodded.

The large study in Chaowenyuan is still full of ancient books.

Nan Baoyi noticed that the tide of discussion was also there.

He knelt on the woven mat of a cattail and was looking through the account book on the desk.

Such a thick and complicated account book, he turned over page after page, without even needing an abacus, and could clearly calculate whether there was any difference in the account.

Xiao Yi explained: "He is now my subordinate to catch the money."

"Money-catching people" are positions in the government, which are specifically responsible for dealing with private businessmen.

Every year, the Nanyue Court will allocate the local government's expenses in one lump sum, and the yamen chief uses this money to solve the food problems of the officials.

But generally, the yamen will not directly use the money to eat and drink, but will give it to the money catcher, allowing them to use the money to invest in private business.

If the person who catches money is capable and makes a profit in business, then the yamen can eat, drink well and be happy all year round.

If the person who catches money is incompetent and loses money when doing business, then the officials of the yamen will have to tighten their belts this year to survive.

Some people even have extremely unreliable money-catching people and have lost all their capital, so the yamen has no food for a whole year.

Nan Baoyi tilted her head.

She knelt curiously behind Chen Yichao and watched him make up the debt.

Since this guy appeared, he always looked like "I look down on you", as if he was not as good as the world. Unexpectedly, he would also look at the accounts and do business and help the powerful ministers get money.

Jiang Suihan sat opposite and peeled oranges and smiled and said, "Our Chen Xiaolangjun observed the celestial phenomena on New Year's Eve. He said that Brother Xiao was a hidden dragon in the abyss and would sooner or later rise to the sky, so he was willing to become his aide."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

The Shen Anhui Chao is good, and the powerful ministers really want to rise to the top.

This guy looked arrogant and arrogant, but unexpectedly he had two tricks.

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Chapter completed!