As the New Year approaches, even if the Emperor is in a bad mood, he still has to celebrate this year. Not only must he celebrate it, but he must also celebrate it lively and festively to wipe away the impact of last year's snowstorm.
There were also a few snowfalls this year, but based on last year’s experience, the emperor ordered early to provide porridge and medicine to various places, and no one died of starvation or freezing to death this year.
God takes care of it, and the emperor has such a kind deed, so the people are naturally happy. Even if the emperor is in a bad mood, it will not affect the common people.
Buying chickens and ducks, pulling cloth, and making new clothes, the imperial city is a bustling place, there are no chaotic people trying to steal the spotlight, and there is harmony everywhere.
"Mr. Jingyang is gone, and those students are at peace." The master of the Imperial College looked pleased.
"Thankfully Mr. Jingyang is gone, otherwise I wouldn't be able to survive this year." The officials of the Ministry of Rites secretly rejoiced.
"Mr. Jingyang is not here, and the business in the store is also deserted." The voices of the owners of restaurants and teahouses.
"Mr. Jingyang is not here, so there is no new news." was the voice of the beggars in the temple.
"Mr. Jingyang is gone, and I don't have peace either." Feng Qingchen asked angrily.
She hated Mr. Jingyang so much that he teased her before he left. Do you want her to never forget him in her life?
What happened was that after Mr. Jingyang said goodbye to Feng Qingchen that day, he took a letter to Feng Qingchen before leaving and said to Feng Qingchen: "Miss Feng, this is the letter I wrote to the palace master. If
Miss Feng has relatives and friends who are willing to go to Jixia Academy to study. Just take this letter to the palace master."
Feng Qingchen reacted and immediately returned the letter to Jingyang. However, this scholar was usually not very quick, but today he reacted very quickly. He thrust the letter into Feng Qingchen's hand and left, leaving Feng Qingchen holding it.
A letter, silently looking at the sky.
Is Jingyang repaying a favor or taking revenge?
A letter, a recommendation, it would be wrong for anyone she gave it to. If she didn't waste her life, she would be scolded by students all over the world.
Mr. Jingyang left, but he left Feng Qingchen with a lot of trouble. People came to Feng Mansion every day, openly or covertly asking about the recommendation letter. Feng Qingchen was driven crazy by these people and closed the door.
I can't even thank you.
Even on a snowy day, there were people guarding the door of Feng Mansion. As soon as Feng Qingchen went out, he was surrounded by servants and maids. A quarter of an hour later, the master behind them appeared again.
Feng Qingchen tried several times, but couldn't break through. In the end, she had to ask Zuo An to find Uncle Nine Emperors and ask Uncle Nine Emperors to come and rescue her quickly, but...
"Uncle Nine Emperors has been in the palace for two days and one night, and he hasn't come back yet." After saying this, Zuo An walked away, leaving Feng Qingchen jumping around alone.
How could the emperor be so annoying and snatch people away from her at the critical moment? Uncle Nine Emperors stayed in the palace for two days and one night without knowing whether there was any danger. It was really worrying.
"No, I have to ask." Feng Qingchen had learned about the emperor's insidiousness. The emperor's position is such that if he really wants to cause trouble to the Nine Emperors Uncle, it would be okay in the interests of justice.
"Prepare the car, I'm going to the Su Mansion." Zhai Dongming is not in the capital, and many things are inconvenient. If she wants to ask for news about the Nine Emperors Uncle, she can only go to the Su Mansion.
"Miss, the people outside haven't dispersed yet." The housekeeper reminded in a low voice. Feng Qingchen gritted her teeth and put the letter on the table into the old housekeeper's hand. After thinking about it, she took it back.
"Tell people outside that if you want Mr. Jingyang's recommendation letter, come to Feng Mansion with money in three days. The one with the highest price will get it." If you dare to trick her, don't blame her for trying to smear the reputation of Jingyang and Jixia Academy.
"Ah... this, is this good?" The housekeeper and servants were all shocked.
Exchanging letters of recommendation from Jixia Academy for money is such a weird thing that only Feng Qingchen can do. He will be despised by readers all over the world, miss...
"Miss, if you don't want to tell people outside, we have to leave this recommendation letter to Master Feng Jin." Xia Wan came out and gave an excellent suggestion, and everyone agreed that it was feasible.
Feng Qingchen shook his head: "Feng Jin will enter Jixia Academy in the future, and Jin Ling is here, what are you worried about? And that will be more than ten years later. Whether this letter will be useful by then is still a question.
It's a good time to exchange some money for some useful money now."
The more Feng Qingchen thought about it, the more she felt that this method was feasible. Aren't scholars aloof and unwilling to talk about the smell of copper and Aduwu? Now she asked those scholars to exchange money for the opportunity to study.
How can you be noble? Humph... you have no money, no family supplies, no enough food, and no warm clothes. What can you do to be noble?
"What if the group of people outside make a fuss?" The housekeeper had a grimace on his face and did not move a step for a long time. He could imagine how angry the people outside would be when they heard this.
"Just tell them, can you use money to talk about people who are studying? I am giving this letter of recommendation to find an owner who values it the most. I am not talking about money with them. Talking about money is too hurtful and demeaning.
The value of this recommendation letter. The recommendation letter from Jixia Academy cannot be measured by silver coins." Feng Qingchen said so confidently that the housekeeper was dumbfounded.
Miss, you are so embarrassed to say it. It cannot be measured in silver coins. How much money do you charge?
What's the matter, I just said it, you just do as I said - Feng Qingchen held her head high, full of arrogance.
The housekeeper silently cried a handful of bitter tears, and then went out to do errands...
A quarter of an hour later, the housekeeper stumbled in. His clothes were torn, one of his shoes was missing, and there were three scratches on his face. Judging from the marks, they should be the woman's nails. The force was not deep and would not disfigure the face.
The hair...hmm. It's pretty good. It has the rudimentary shape of a bird's nest, which is of great ornamental value.
The housekeeper opened his mouth and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Feng Qingchen: "I know what you are going to say, thank you for your hard work!"
Feng Qingchen patted the butler's shoulder and comforted her silently. When the butler opened his mouth to speak again, Feng Qingchen turned sideways and said to Chun Hui and Xia Wan behind him: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you help the old butler down to rest?"
See how tired the old housekeeper is."
"Yes." Chun Hui and Xia Wan quickly lowered their heads and stepped forward to help the housekeeper to prevent themselves from laughing.
Feng Qingchen comforted him with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, old housekeeper. Take a good rest during this time. Don't worry about the affairs of the house. Just leave them to Chun Hue and the others. You have worked hard this time."
"Little..." The old housekeeper only said a word before being helped down by Chun Hui and Qiu Wan: "Uncle housekeeper, don't be angry, the girl has a sense of proportion and will not act recklessly."
"No..." The old housekeeper was about to cry. He just wanted to tell Feng Qingchen that the people outside had not left. They were making a fuss and asked Feng Qingchen to go out and give them an explanation, but...
Miss, you really don’t blame me. It’s not that I didn’t say it, it’s that you didn’t let me say it.
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In Night City, Ye Ye just had a battle with the Dongling garrison, and the outcome was 50-50. From the smile on his face, it could be seen that he was very satisfied with today's battle.
"Sooner or later, we have to drive out those Aventurine dogs from my territory in Ye City." Ye Ye took off his armor, raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat casually. When he was about to drink water, he ordered the soldiers to leave.
Came in: "My lord, a letter from Prince Jinfan."
"Jinfan?" Ye Ye opened the letter, browsed it quickly, and then...
The whole person was petrified.
Jinfan him...
This is too generous. Does he think the Nine Provinces Continent is not chaotic enough?
But... Yeye touched his chin and smiled: "This is no loss to Yecheng."
"Tell Prince Jinfan that I will do it as soon as possible." Ye Ye was in high spirits, sweeping away the fatigue caused by the battle.
The water in this world... is muddier, the better.
A message to readers: Actually, I just want to say...Jin Fan is a villain who is afraid of chaos in the world.