Qin Wuyan's mind was buzzing, he touched the broken silver left in his bosom, then looked at the young man who had been beaten to death, moved away, twisted a bag of fried rice, and headed towards the restaurant up.
At least the boy who was beaten still had two copper coins in his pocket, and he, apart from his life, didn't even have two copper coins.
What right does he have to think about things he shouldn't think about?
When he went upstairs and entered the private room, looking at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was lying on the window looking down, Qin Wuyan suddenly realized: Why did he suddenly have such a strange idea? Zhuang Xiaoyu is just the daughter of the enemy, and he just used it for quick revenge. It's just a tool. When he ascends to a high position, she will be a servant girl who submits under his feet. She can be treated as she wants, and she can be ravaged as much as she wants. This is the result he wants!
Qin Wuyan collected his thoughts, put the fried rice on the table, and said softly, "I bought it back."
Zhuang Xiaoyu turned around, ran back to the table immediately, and took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat with a smile: "I ordered sour plum juice, it's chilled to relieve the heat, you have a drink, the sun outside is too poisonous .”
Qin Wuyan watched her diligently pour sour plum juice for him, wipe himself sweat, fulfill all his demands without complaint or regret, and take care of his self-esteem calmly. .
After eating, Qin Wuyan hinted that he was going back.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was also tired, and the three of them drove the carriage towards the priest's mansion.
Qin Wuyan asked: "Miss, are you literate?"
Yu Sui smiled and answered for Zhuang Xiaoyu: "The master lives in the priest's mansion, but it's a pity that the young lady always doesn't go to class, and the two young masters don't want to go either."
Zhuang Xiaoyu twisted Yu Sui's waist, signaled her to shut up, and said a little shyly: "An old saying goes: A woman who has no talent is a virtue.
Reading and literacy should be a man's business. Women spend all day in the boudoir, so it doesn't matter whether they can read or not. "
Qin Wuyan tried to persuade: "Although it is a man's business to make achievements, it is always good for women to read more books and be more literate.
When I went down to buy fried rice, I heard that everyone was talking about the marriage between the young lady and Mr. Min. These people all praised Mr. Min for his knowledge and talents, and they all thought that if the young lady married Mr. Min, it would be a good marriage.
It is clear that he is getting married, but there are so many one-sided opinions. If the young lady reads more books, then Mr. Min is lucky to marry the young lady. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu bit her lip and muttered, "I won't marry into the Min family."
Qin Wuyan said again: "Whether you marry into the Min family or not, it's always good for a girl to have more talents, how about this, I will accompany you to the master's lecture every day, miss, if there is anything you don't understand, miss How about answering it for me?"
As if he was afraid that Zhuang Xiaoyu would not agree, he earnestly persuaded: "In this way, the chief priest knows that Missy has changed so much, and he will not think about changing me, the personal guard who will only accompany you to eat, drink and have fun, Missy. What do you think, miss?"
Zhuang Xiaoyu thought about it carefully, and felt that it made sense: "Well, from tomorrow onwards, I will go to Master's place to listen to Master's lecture."
Qin Wuyan smiled knowingly: "Missy is so smart, given time, she might become a talented woman admired by everyone."
Back at the priest's mansion, Qin Wuyan moved everything on the carriage to Zhuang Xiaoyu's yard.
But apart from some hair and rouge and gouache, the rest of the pens, inks, papers and inkstones as well as books seemed to be Qin Wuyan's stuff.