Li Laosi watched Li Simin walk out of the lobby silently, then turned to look back at Zhongxing Hou.
Zhong Jinwei glanced at the main people in charge who were still in the lobby, and then said to Haining: "Uncle Yu, the fourth and my four nephews, you will teach them literacy and teach them the basics of literacy."
Yu Haining looked at Li Laosi and Si Xiao who were standing aside, nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, young master, I have already gained experience and will be able to teach them smoothly."
Although Li Laosi had determined to get ahead, he was still a little resistant to literacy. He stepped forward with a bitter look on his face, cupped his fists and saluted Zhong Jinwei: "Master Hou, I still have to protect you, so I don't have time to go."
study."
"If you don't learn how to read, you won't be able to come out of this prince's mansion. From now on, your escort task will be handed over to Uncle Yu's son Changjian." Zhong Jinwei knew that Li Laosi had a headache with literacy, and he was a little resistant, but he still rearranged his work.
Let him have his way.
Yu Changjian originally returned from Dongchang training with Li Laosi and others, but he and his remaining companions were responsible for the security of the Hou Mansion, so they did not accompany Zhong Jinwei.
Now I heard that Zhong Jinwei said that he would lead the escort in the future. He was very happy. He walked to Li Laosi, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Hou, I am with you."
Zhong Jinwei looked at him and smiled. He also remembered the change of guard, so he continued: "There are also a few young people from the family who are also changing. They will rest in the house for a while and learn to read with them.
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After giving the instructions, he turned to Wang Peng beside him and said, "You have worked hard too. You haven't been home for so long. You can change your shift and go home."
When Wang Peng heard this, he shook his head and said: "Master Hou, there is no need to worry about us. When I was working in the past, I often had tasks where I couldn't go home for a long time, and my subordinates are used to it."
Zhong Jinwei didn't take it seriously and retorted: "That was before. Now that you are following me, I have to think about it for you. Anyway, I will always be in the capital during this period, and I will probably be in the Forbidden City in the next few days starting from tomorrow. You guys will escort me."
After I enter the Forbidden City, I can go home and have a look, and then wait for me at the Meridian Gate in the evening."
When Wang Peng and other Dongchang officers saw that Zhong Jinwei was thinking about them, they were slightly moved and stopped insisting.
When Li Laosi saw that Zhong Jinwei had finished his instructions, he took out something from his arms and said to Zhong Jinwei: "Master Marquis, this is the improvement of the drama you wrote. Now it has arrived in the capital. I will return it as ordered.
To you."
Zhong Jinwei was afraid of forgetting so he made such an arrangement, and it was indeed effective. If Li Laosi hadn't said it, he would have forgotten it again.
Thinking of this, he remembered something he had forgotten one after another.
Zhong Jinwei first said to Haining: "Uncle Yu, you took it. Send it to Wen Yuren of the Jiaofang Department tomorrow so that he and Wu Bing can take a look and improve the play."
Yu Haining agreed, then stepped forward to take the folded paper from Li Laosi's hand and put it in his arms.
Zhong Jinwei saw that Yu Haining turned to him again, and continued: "Uncle Yu, please make some pens with ink according to the principle of chalk, wrap them with wood, make them thin, and can be pinched with your hands. That's it."
When Zhong Jinwei said this, he stretched out his hand to demonstrate to Yu Haining, and then continued: "There is no rush in this matter. Do it slowly. Sit down and give it to me. This brush is too difficult to write with."
He originally wanted to make a quill pen, which was easy but inconvenient to carry, so he just asked Yu Haining to make an ink pen first.
Yu Haining was speechless, but since Marquis Zhongxing wanted to use this ink pen instead of a brush, he had better make it as soon as possible, so as not to worry the young master when he wanted to use it.
Zhong Jinwei then turned to Yu Changjian and said: "When you arrive at the Meridian Gate tomorrow, remember to remind me of the word imperial chef."
Then he was afraid of forgetting, so he told Wang Peng again.
This made everyone in the room a little curious. Could it be that Marquis Zhongxing wanted to borrow the imperial cook from the emperor to show his identity? But isn't the wedding at the end of the month? Isn't it too early to borrow the imperial cook so early?
After Zhong Jinwei finished all the instructions, he felt sleepy. He stood up, stretched and yawned. Then he saw everyone around him looking at him, and he said a little embarrassedly: "I'm a little tired. Everyone is tired."
Rest."
When everyone saw that Zhong Jinwei was so sleepy, they didn't dare to disturb him anymore and left one after another.
Four of the children asked themselves to sleep together, so they were all in the same room. After they all lay down, they couldn't fall asleep.
This will be their future home, but they are still a little unfamiliar with this home. Therefore, when everyone gathered, they all chose to stand aside and say nothing.
"Do you think, between the Marquis and the adoptive father, which one is better?" Sun Kewang suddenly asked in a low voice.
As soon as Sun Kewang spoke, the other three people turned over and lay on the bed in the dark, looking at him.
"It's not the Marquis, it's the uncle." Li Dingguo corrected him first.
Sun Kewang looked in Li Dingguo's direction with some dissatisfaction, but said nothing.
"I feel that without our adoptive father, we would have been gone a long time ago. But if it had not been for Mr. Hou, we might not be here now." Li Wenxiu had his own opinion and answered this question based on the importance of Zhang Xianzhong and Zhong Jinwei to them.
question.
"Actually, if we talk about good or bad, I think my uncle is better. Have you seen that my uncle is a marquis and he treats his servants so well. We were just thieves at first, but he considers us nephews." Ai Nengqi.
He also expressed his own opinions, but his perspective was different from Zhang Wenxiu's.
"Both uncle and foster father are good." Li Dingguo couldn't tell the difference, so he had to go against Sun Kewang's previous question.
After hearing this, the other three people found it difficult to decide the winner, so they all almost acquiesced in Li Dingguo's opinion.
"I just don't know if my adoptive father is okay now?" Li Dingguo then muttered to himself. Now that Zhang Xianzhong was mentioned, he remembered it. It was really more dangerous to be exiled to Liaodong to fight against the rebels.
As soon as Li Dingguo finished speaking, the four children all thought of Zhang Xianzhong who was somewhere unknown, and silently worried and blessed him in their hearts. Slowly, the four of them fell asleep without knowing it.
Early on the next morning, people in the Zhongxing Hou Mansion were busy. While Yu Haining was arranging new teaching content, he was also arranging the preliminary preparations for Zhong Jinwei's marriage.
He knew that the hostess was in Tongzhou. The journey was too far and there were even more things to prepare.
Zhong Jinwei also had breakfast early and went out, heading to the Forbidden City to continue discussing yesterday's series of events with Emperor Chongzhen.
When they arrived outside the Meridian Gate, Wang Peng and Yu Changjian both reminded Zhong Jinwei: "Imperial Chef."
Zhong Jinwei also remembered this time. He felt that Wang Peng and Yu Changjian were talking about the same secret code as him. He couldn't help but smile. He nodded and said he understood. He thought that he would mention this matter when he met Emperor Chongzhen later.
, so as not to forget it again as soon as we discuss the matter again.
At this moment, Wen Tiren also arrived. The two sides greeted each other and started chatting. The others stayed away from each other. It is not easy to listen to the words of a big shot, even if they are chatting.
Zhong Jinwei suddenly noticed that Wen Tiren's eyes seemed a little swollen, so he asked Wen Tiren worriedly: "Master Wen, your eyes..."
When Wen Tiren heard this, he smiled awkwardly, and then replied: "I couldn't fall asleep last night, so I can just go back and catch up on some sleep."
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he guessed that Wen Tiren was too excited to sleep last night. He persuaded him: "Master Wen, you have to take care of yourself!"
Wen Tiren waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, I thought about it all night last night. What you said yesterday, I am most worried about food. This is the first of all things. If your stomach is not full, we will stop talking."
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he smiled and said: "Master Wen is really powerful, and he deserves to be the chief minister of the Ming Dynasty. I am about to ask the emperor for a royal chef to make food this time."