Jiao Jiao ( MTL

57.He is generous

When Yan Qing came, Xiao Jiaojiao was playing chess with Xie Xuan. She was not as good as others, but he made her win every game.
He tried so hard to please her, which made Xiao Jiaojiao smile and be overjoyed.
Xie Xuan felt happy when he saw her smiling.
After listening to the maid's report and asking for an audience, both of them were startled.
Xiao Jiaojiao subconsciously looked at the man opposite him, and saw that the smile on his face disappeared, and he only looked out the window with an indifferent expression.
She was a little embarrassed and explained: "Yan Qing helps take care of several farms under my name. My farm is different from yours. All I raise are poultry." She hugged his arm forward, she
softly She looked coquettishly at him: "Aren't you recovering from your injuries? I asked him to send some chickens, ducks and geese to replenish your health." Xie Xuan glanced at her lightly and asked, " Do you think I'm lacking?" Yan Qing came over and asked, "You think
I'm lacking?"
Still not satisfied with her gift of poultry.
Xiao Jiaojiao let go of her hand and snorted: "Yes, you are not lacking, but this is my intention."
She mentioned the things she had said in the past to block him again, and said angrily: "Didn't you say that I am a village girl? In our case, In the countryside, village girls treat their husbands in such a vulgar way."
Xie Xuan did not argue with her, but whispered: "I don't think it is vulgar for you to give poultry."
Xiao Jiaojiao pretended to be angry and glared at him, retorting: "You're obviously unhappy."
Xie Xuan looked at her and asked, "Then why do you think I'm unhappy?"
If it's not because of the poultry, then it's because of Yan Qing.
Seeing how blatantly he was scorning her, Xiao Jiaojiao knew that he must have had someone investigate the little scandal she had with Yan Qing when she was a girl.
She turned away with a guilty conscience and whispered: "Then I told Taozhi that I won't see Yan Qing. I'll accept the things and let Taozhi send him back."
Xie Xuan stood up, straightened his clothes, and said slowly: "No, I'll do it for you. Meet Yan Qing."
Xiao Jiaojiao said in surprise: "You are not familiar with him, what did you do to see him?"
"I have my own intentions." Xie Xuan smiled meaningfully.
Xiao Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him in dissatisfaction: "You're still trying to show off."
Xie Xuan rubbed her cheeks and coaxed: "Good boy, I'll talk to you when I come back."

Yan Qing accepted the words and stayed in a private room. Waiting for the master's summons.
There is a bamboo forest outside the elegant room. The wind blows and the bamboo shadows dance.
The room is empty and quiet, with a table, a chair, a book, a lamp, an incense and a flower arrangement. There is a freehand landscape painting hanging on the blank wall.
Yan Qing has no connection with this former prince-in-law, but judging from the decoration and preferences of this elegant room, the young master is elegant and noble, not a man of ordinary character.
A maid knocked gently on the door twice and came in to burn incense and make tea, followed by the man in white.
Her movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, her skin is fair and beautiful, and she has the appearance of a beautiful woman.
He is the kind of husband that the princess likes most, with good looks, grace, and excellent background and talent.
Yan Qing bowed to the visitors and showed courtesy.
Xie Xuan invited him to sit down at the coffee table, and spoke slowly: "I heard from Jiao Jiao that you have been working as a steward in Zhuangzi since you left the house?"
Yan Qing lowered his head and said: " When I return to Langjun, I am a dull man and have no great talent. I can only do my little bit for the countryman to show my love as a master and servant."
Xie Xuan nodded in appreciation and said slowly: "Knowing propriety and understanding, it's just that It would be a pity to stay in Zhuangzi."
He asked Yan Qing again: "I heard that you come from a scholarly family?"
Few people knew about this, and Xu Ma ordered someone to check him out.
Yan Qing did not dare to hide anything and told the truth: "My father was once a doctor of local rural studies."
Contemporary metaphysics, history, literature, and Confucianism are co-ordinated in four subjects, but a doctorate must be knowledgeable in classics, have high moral standards, and be thirty years old before he can be admitted to rural studies. Recruit, teach and educate people.
It's just that the current situation in the world is unstable, the imperial power changes frequently, there are often disputes among the people, and the people are displaced. It is not unusual for a poor student from a declining family to become an official in the palace.
Xie Xuan suggested to him: "I am familiar with Taixue Jijiu. Are you interested in becoming his teacher and staying with him as an assistant?"
Due to the clan system of the gentry, the imperial court selected gentry according to the family status. When a son becomes an official, he cannot tell the difference between the wise and the foolish.
Therefore, Emperor Shun of Qi founded Guozixue and Taixue during his reign, and explicitly stipulated that children of officials up to the fifth rank and above were allowed to enter Guozixue, while Taixue became the place for students below the sixth rank to study.
Compared with Guozixue, Taixue was naturally inferior, but it was also a place where children from middle or lower-class families studied. To ask Yanqing, a former eunuch, to be an assistant teacher was indeed a great compliment to him.
Yan Qing knelt down and thanked him: "Mr. Lang has been so kind to me, and I am so grateful."
Since he was a postdoctoral fellow and returned to a place where scholars and calligraphers are famous, this life cannot be considered an insult to him.
Xie Xuan stood up, looked at him carefully, and replied politely: "Get up."
He was fair and handsome, gentle and courteous, and it was no wonder that Xiao Jiaojiao had a lust for love when he was a little girl.
But the girl's new love has nothing to say to the girl's old love. Xie Xuan had his mind settled and was about to leave, but when he saw that Yan Qing was still kneeling down, she seemed to have something to hide.
Xie Xuan saw through his thoughts and patiently explained: "I will take good care of Xiangjun."
Yan Qing kowtowed to him again, with a solemn expression and choked up voice: "Thank you, sir."
Xie Xuan didn't want to hear it. After thanking him, he walked out of the elegant room.