After dinner, Chen Jiao thought Yu Jingyao could leave.

But Yu Jingyao wanted to talk to her for a while, and after thinking about it, he always felt something was wrong.

The maids took the bowls and chopsticks down, Yu Jingyao took a sip of tea, and thought to Chen Jiao, "You said I am good to you, and you will forget the aggrievedness of being bullied by me in a while, but how do you calculate that I am good to you? We still have to set specific conditions, otherwise you have the final say in everything, will I suffer a loss?"

When talking to the beauty, Yu Jingyao was willing to give in to her, but he couldn't suffer too much.

Chen Jiao pursed her lips. The puppy was full of wealth and food. She lay in front of her master, her head next to her little feet hidden under the hem of her skirt.

Yu Jingyao saw it and thought that this dog's wealth was annoying and gained the advantage of the beauty before him.

Chen Jiao could not think of the conditions, Yu Jingyao thought of one for her and discussed with a smile: "In this way, if you ask me to do three things, you can make things difficult for me appropriately, but you can't go too far. For example, if I let me eat rotten rice, I have done it and show my sincerity, then don't be angry and live with me?"

Chen Jiao glanced at him and said, "Three things are too few."

Yu Jingyao was in a good mood at this time and was easy to talk to, so he immediately added two pieces to her.

Chen Jiao thought for a while and said, "Ten pieces, Master Yu will get a thousand taels of silver bills at one time. Three or five trivial things are not in line with your style."

The smile on Yu Jingyao's face disappeared. The little fox was the little fox. He actually knew to use the silver notes to block his mouth.

With his fingers buckled his knees, Yu Jingyao nodded: "Okay, ten pieces are only ten, but you must come up with these ten things within a month."

His patience is limited and he can no longer let her take advantage of the loopholes in the deadline.

Chen Jiao asked him: "If Mr. Yu can't do it, what should he do?"

Yu Jingyao was not stupid, staring at her and said, "You talk about it first. As long as it is not too hard, I will give up one thing after hearing it, and the two-year period will be shortened by one month."

Chen Jiao felt that this was fair. After all, Yu Jingyao was the strong side. He agreed to force everything and she had no choice but to force herself.

"Tell me, what is the first thing?" Yu Jingyao asked with interest and confidence.

What Chen Jiao hates Yu Jingyao the most is his despicable and shamelessness.

"Has Mr. Yu learned the Four Books and Five Classics?" Chen Jiao asked.

Yu Jingyao frowned and looked at her inquiry: "What do you want to do?"

Chen Jiao laughed: "Master Yu answered me truthfully first."

Yu Jingyao hummed, leaned on the back of the chair, and said indifferently: "I learned it when I was a child, but I didn't take the exam for scholars, so I just recognized the word " and left it." He was a businessman. Whether a businessman succeeded depends on whether he could make money. There is nothing to be ashamed of not understanding the Four Books and Five Classics.

Chen Jiao then said her first request: "I like gentlemen. Although Mr. Yu is not a gentleman, he still has the opportunity to correct his mistakes. The first thing is to ask Mr. Yu to recite the Analects of Confucius by Saint Confucius. When will Mr. Yu recite the Analects of Confucius in front of me, and when will Mr. Yu complete the first task?"

Yu Jingyao looked at her in surprise.

Chen Jiao explained: "The Analects of Confucius is divided into twenty volumes, with a total of more than 11,000 words. I heard that Master Yu was born with a clever mind. I guess it would be no problem to recite two thousand words a day, and he could finish it in five days. This requirement is not a big deal, right?"

After saying that, Chen Jiao smiled lightly and turned to Yu Jingyao, with a provocative eye.

Yu Jingyao knew that she was using the method of provoking generals, but the little girl had calculated it wrong. Although Yu Jingyao did not have the ability to remember everything, his memory was far beyond ordinary people. Isn’t it just ten thousand words? He could recite it to her in less than five days or three days.

"Every time you complete something, you need to kiss me, otherwise it will be too unfair to me." Yu Jingyao came to ask for the sweetness again.

Of course Chen Jiao shouldn't.

Yu Jingyao sneered: "Why, I have worked hard to recite the "Analects of Confucius" and you are not satisfied with such a requirement?"

The man seemed to show his cruel side. Chen Jiao didn't dare to force him in the end. She had a sudden inspiration and bargained: "Every time Mr. Yu completed one thing, I can kiss you, and the others were not discussed." Chen Jiao kissed him, and it was also a kiss. On the other hand, Yu Jingyao might bully her.

Chen Jiao was thinking about how to avoid losses, but Yu Jingyao was stimulated by her idea of ​​kissing him on his own initiative. She patted her robe and stood up, and smiled evilly: "Okay, if you kiss me, just kiss me, wait."

After saying that, Yu Jingyao left with great strides, as if he was a general who was about to go to war and would soon return triumphantly with the spoils.

Chen Jiao sat on a chair and recalled her childhood when she was reciting the Analects of Confucius at the Duke's Mansion. She felt that Yu Jingyao had to recite it for at least ten days. In other words, she could rest assured in the next half month and think about the remaining nine things.

Yu Jingyao returned to the Yu family mansion.

A man's study is like a woman's jewelry box. The more it is filled, the more decent the person will be when he shows off. Yu Jingyao's study is no exception, which contains various collections of books, including the Four Books and Five Classics.

Liu Xi found the "Analects of Confucius" and respectfully sent it to Yu Jingyao, saying curiously: "Why did you think of seeing this?"

Yu Jingyao looked at the book with his eyes and said, "Go out."

Liu Xi shrank his neck and left quickly.

Yu Jingyao leaned against the head of the bed in his middle clothes. After looking at a few lines, he realized what Chen Jiao meant. She was implicitly mocking him as a villain.

Yu Jingyao wanted to laugh, what's wrong with a villain? If he is a gentleman, how can he get her?

In order to get the little woman's kiss as soon as possible, Yu Jingyao read at night for the first time in his life, and he went to bed at the third update.

The next morning, Yu Jingyao sat in Yong'an Hall waiting for his mother, sitting upright on the chair, but he was silently revisiting what he remembered last night in his heart.

Yu Xiang called his brother several times in a row but received no response. He couldn't help but raise his voice: "Brother!"

Yu Jingyao suddenly came back to his senses.

Yu Xiang hated him: "What do you think so enchanting?"

Yu Jingyao smiled and asked his sister what she had to do with him.

Yu Xiang was recently ordered by Xie not to go out and guard against her. Yu Xiang was particularly worried that Chen Jiao, who was broken up by Xie Jin, wanted to go out to find Chen Jiao, so she begged her brother to take her out.

Yu Jingyao was happy to get close to Chen Jiao and agreed happily.

Xie’s current intention is not to stop her youngest daughter from meeting Chen Jiao. After breakfast, the two daughters left. Xie left her son alone and whispered to her son: “Jingyao, Zichun and Chen’s daughter have broken off the engagement. Do you think, when will we arrange his marriage with your third sister?”

Yu Jingyao touched his chin and said, "Didn't I say that Zichun will give him a house after passing the imperial examination? I might as well wait for Zichun to move out before discussing marriage. Now we live together, it's not appropriate, and Yu Zichun's face will also be damaged."

Xie listened to his son.

Yu Jingyao took Yu Xiang out now. Soon after he turned out of the alley where the Yu family was, the brother and sister split into two groups. Yu Jingyao rode his horse to his silk shop.

As long as it was okay, Yu Jingyao took out the book in his sleeve, and he looked like a candidate who was studying hard.

In the evening, Yu Jingyao returned to his house, and Yu Xiang came over and looked at him and kept smiling.

Yu Jingyao said suspiciously: "If you have something to say, why are you smirking?"

Yu Xiang asked, "Brother, Sister Chen has a dog. What's the name of that dog?"

Yu Jingyao almost let his sister get shocked, but in order to cover up his relationship with Chen Jiao, he could only treat it as if he was unaware.

"Call it is Fugui!" Yu Xiang laughed and said it out loud. After saying that, he ran away, afraid that his brother would beat her.

Yu Jingyao looked at his sister's happy back like a butterfly, and inexplicably became stunning. Apart from a few sarcastic sneers, he had never seen Chen Jiao smile like her sister. She was obviously about the same age.

That night, Yu Jingyao memorized for a quarter of an hour more than last night. When he woke up in the morning, he remembered that he was memorizing the "Analects of Confucius" in his dream. Yu Jingyao rubbed his forehead helplessly, always feeling that he shouldn't promise her ten things. It was a waste of effort.

In this way, Yu Jingyao spent three nights and two days to memorize the entire "The Analects of Confucius".

The day was busy. At dusk on the fourth day, Yu Jingyao came to Huaiping Lane in a carriage. Before he got off the carriage, he threw the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand onto the seat. Review the old and learn the new, and know the truth. After he recited it today, he burned it!

In mid-May, it was very hot. Chen Jiao had just finished her bathing. She was sitting under the shade of the tree in the backyard, teasing Fugui while drying her hair. The front yard was full of Yu Jingyao's people. Yu Jingyao refused to let Manager Zhang pass the message, so Manager Zhang couldn't move. Yu Jingyao walked around the back yard lightly and walked to the corner of the corridor. When he saw Chen Jiao leaning lazily on the rattan chair, he subconsciously hid his figure.

Chen Jiao's long hair was not dry yet, and the best black silk was draped behind her. She lay on the rattan chair with her back to him, and a white gauze dress was softly attached to her body, showing the graceful figure of the little woman. Yu Jingyao's eyes moved from her long hair to her waist, and then from her waist to her little feet exposed outside the hem of the skirt.

She was wearing embroidered shoes with white satin embroidered pink patterns, and her natural little feet were not as big as his palms.

"Woom!"

Fugui suddenly shook his tail and shouted at him.

Yu Jingyao cursed "Beast" inwardly, and then walked out openly.

Seeing him, Chen Jiao sat up in panic, sweeping her hands through her long loose hair. She bit her lip in annoyance. If she had known that Yu Jingyao would come, she would not have been like this. But, he was not at home to memorize the letter, so what should I do today?

"Master Yu sits a little and I'll go and tidy up my appearance." The man got closer and closer, and Chen Jiao said with her head down, looking unhappy.

Yu Jingyao stopped five steps away and could still smell the fragrance of her long hair. Looking at Chen Jiao with her head down, her hair was a little more charming and charming than usual. Yu Jingyao's chest suddenly became hot, and he couldn't wait to know what kind of charm she would be when she lay horizontally in the curtain.

The man didn't speak, and Chen Jiao left by herself.

Yu Jingyao's throat rolled, sat on a rattan chair, and his master subconsciously rubbed the place where she had been, where there was still her remaining warmth.

"Master Yu, Miss, please go to the main hall to talk."

About a quarter of an hour later, Shuang'er went back and asked Yu Jingyao to go to the front yard.

The backyard is too private, so Chen Jiao won’t see him in the backyard.

Yu Jingyao smiled. She was a beauty, and he listened to her.

In the front yard, Chen Jiao has already settled down, she is still wearing the same white dress, and a peach wood hairpin is simply inserted on her head.

"Her Yu has finished memorizing the "Analects of Confucius"?" Chen Jiao deliberately stabbed.

Yu Jingyao did not sit in the main seat, but sat on the guest seat at the lower left of Chen Jiao, and replied with a smile: "That's right."

Chen Jiao looked surprised.

Yu Jingyao glanced at her little hand and asked, "I just recite it like this, or do you go and find the "Analects of Confucius" and compare it one by one?"

Chen Jiao can recite "The Analects of Confucius", and you can tell whether he recites the wrong one without reading a book.

Since that was the case, Yu Jingyao leaned on the back of the chair and started to recite slowly.

The main hall was empty, and the man's low voice echoed quietly. Chen Jiao heard it a lot and suddenly realized that this profiteer had a good voice.

What made Chen Jiao anxious and angry was that Yu Jingyao was so skillful that he obviously had to complete the first thing he had done successfully.

The more she was anxious, the faster time passed. After the last sunset disappeared in the yard, Yu Jingyao also recited the last sentence of the Analects of Confucius: "Confucius said: 'If you don't know your destiny, you can't be a gentleman; if you don't know etiquette, you can't stand; if you don't know words, you can't know people."
To be continued...