Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

   Chapter 538 The fastest girl in Da Zhou

   On the second day, Jiang Erye was watching the pigs in the yard with his hands behind his back. Wang Fangyu, who had not slept all night, was kneeling in front of his mother's bed, and Jing Jiliang played his handbook and handed it to Wansui.

  When Jiang Erye complimented the pigs for their unique patterns and how well Shuqiu feeds the pigs, Wu Yunshan's compliment to Xu Chong was also handed to Wansui.

In the early morning, when Jiang Song listened intently to the adults denounced the chaos in the court, Jiang Erye was complaining that his son was not as good as a pig, "I have raised you for a long time for my father to eat and drink, but you don't grow any flesh at all. ."

  I gave my father a bath last night. At night, Jiang Ling, who was disturbed by his father, did not finish his homework and did not sleep. He stated the truth with a wheatish face, "You have been raised by your grandmother for twenty-nine years and have not gained weight."

   Jiang Erye snorted, "Because my father had a better conscience than you when I was a child."

   When I was young, I was fat and grew thin, so I lost my conscience when I grew up? Jiang Liu laughed, and Jiang Muyan also pursed her lips and laughed silently. Jiang Erye looked at the two daughters and said, "In this way, Liu'er is the most conscientious."

   Chubby and mellow Jiang Liu…

  Skinny and tall Jiang Muyan…

  Er Ye Jiang was satisfied, and said to Xiao Shuqiu, who is always in the dark, "This pig is well raised, and I will kill it for you to eat stew during the New Year."

   "Yes." Xiao Shuqiu, who was holding the pig, happily agreed, "Second Master, did the slave maid go hunting for pig grass?"

   "Ask your father for a big straw hat to wear, and if it goes on like this, it will be darker than Ling'er three years ago." Jiang Erye told Shuqiu, not forgetting to run on his son.

   After daddy and brother returned to the city together, Jiang Liu, who stayed in the village, discussed with his elder sister, "Sister, shall we follow Shuqiu to hunt hogweed?"

  If playing pig grass hurts your fingers, you will not be able to practice the piano and calligraphy. Jiang Muyan took her sister's hand, "Let's go and have a look, and come back by cutting some fancy flowers and plants, and my sister will teach you how to arrange flowers."

Jiang Liu, who was about to hunt hogweed, was led by his sister to look for "elegance and chic" in life on the hillside and the ridge. He planted a few bottles of good flowers and transplanted an unknown but very unique grass in one day. , ready to return home with grandmother and mother. In the second half, Jiang Dalang, who was studying in the Imperial College, came by a carriage.

   It was only through Brother Dalang that Jiang Liu and Jiang Muyan knew that Jing Jiliang was not only their uncle Wang Fangyu, but thirteen people who participated in the performance at the Xuande Hall. What these people committed is the same as Wang Fangyu, but they are not as courageous as Wang Fangyu. Thirteen officials, including Si Ye, and the master of the Confucian Academy were arrested. The qualifications of more than 200 students who have been admitted to the Guozijian in the past three years are pending re-examination.

"Grandma didn't worry about the second uncle and the two sisters, so she let me come." It was originally a big event, but Jiang Dalang, who suddenly got five days of free time, was very excited, but in front of the two sisters, He hid the excitement. Because the main culprit arrested for this crime was their uncle.

   Hearing that more than one uncle was involved, Jiang Muyan felt relieved. Thinking of her friend Ma Nanxiang, she inquired about Brother Dalang, "Brother, can Master Jiu be involved?"

   "Master Jingjiu is not included in Master Jing's performance, but he is the head of the Imperial College Prison after all, so the responsibility for oversight must be borne. The two sisters know what I'm thinking?" Jiang Dalang asked with a smile.

   Jiang Muyan shook her head, and Jiang Liu asked in cooperation, "What are you thinking about, eldest brother?"

   "Just last year, my mother was tempted to spend money to send Saburo to the Imperial Prison, and she secretly inquired about the price. Later, she thought that the price was too high to stop." Jiang Dalang said in a low voice.

  Is there such a thing? Jiang Liu asked gossip, "What's the price?"

   Jiang Dalang stretched out a slap.

   Jiang Muyan guessed, "Five hundred taels?"

  Jiang Dalang shook his head, "Five thousand taels. My mother said that it would be better to give him a wife in Zhichu's house if he spends five thousand taels to send Saburo to the Imperial College."

How far is    Saburo from Guozijian? As far as a mansion in Kang'an City! Jiang Muyan and Jiang Liuzuo couldn't help laughing.

   laughed at the two younger sisters, and Jiang Dalang also relaxed a lot. Jiang Muyan accepted her brother's kindness, "The grapes in Zhuangzi are ripe, eldest brother will bring Liu'er to pick some and come back. When we come back, we will pick a few more eggplants, and let's make eggplant buns to eat."

   Eggplant Bun is a dish that is only available in autumn. After the beginning of autumn, when the weather turns cold, the eggplant knots on the seedlings are called fall seedlings. The fall seedlings have a dark color and an old taste. When fried and eaten, the taste is far less than the eggplants knotted in summer. However, if the eggplants after the beginning of autumn are steamed in a basket, and the juice is removed, then fried, it will have a different flavor.

   Jiang Dalang doesn’t like to eat eggplant in summer, but he likes eggplant buns in autumn very much. He immediately responded and took his sixth sister to the fields to pick grapes and eggplants.

The seventeen-year-old Dalang, no matter how stable, was still at the age of playful and playful. After letting the servant send the grapes and eggplant back, he rolled up his robe and tucked it into his belt, and whispered to Jiang Liu, "Sixth sister, let's race one. How is Cheng?"

   Jiang Liu, who was holding a straw in his mouth, saw that Brother Dalang was in such high spirits, so he nodded obediently, "Okay. Where can we compare?"

  The fact that my sister ran very fast should not be known to outsiders. Jiang Dalang looked around and selected a rice field not far away, "How about we run down this canal to the old locust tree?"

  Jiang stayed at the canal in the middle of the rice field, and then at Brother Dalang. Jiang Dalang was embarrassed by his sister, rubbed her head, and said, "Big brother didn't mean you were short."

   Standing in the waterless ditch, Jiang Liu, who was not as tall as rice, puffed out a small face. Her cute little appearance made Jiang Dalang couldn't help laughing, "Sister run first, I'll chase you behind."

   "Okay." Jiang Liu, who originally planned to hide some of his strength, decided to let Brother Da Lang see that even if he only had a pair of short legs, he could run at a speed that he couldn't match. She took a deep breath and ran to the other end of the canal at full speed.

   Jiang Dalang, who was still laughing just now, opened his mouth in shock and looked at his younger sister, who was waving at him from the old locust tree in front of him in the blink of an eye. Is this... too fast? Is this a speed that humans can achieve? Jiang Dalang ran under the tree, looked up at his little sister with chubby legs, and felt a strong sense of pride, "I can't guarantee whether the second uncle is the most beautiful man in Da Zhou, but the sixth sister is definitely the best in Da Zhou. Hurry up girl!"

   That is natural, Jiang Liu grinned very proudly, if you give her a courier box, she must be a qualified Kangan courier.

   Jiang Dalang opened his arms, "Come down, brother will follow you."

   "Okay!" Jiang Liu jumped from the tree, Jiang Dalang caught his sister, stepped back three steps, and fell into the rice field. Jiang Liu, who was sitting on his brother, quickly got up and asked, "Brother, are you all right?"

   "I'm fine." Jiang Dalang simply lay on his back in the rice field and laughed loudly, "I must be Da Zhou's least self-aware brother."

   Thanks for the reward of the smoke smell left on the fingertips of the book friends, the first one will be sent today.

   (end of this chapter)