"Everyone lined up, all of them."

"Get it."

"Thank you, teacher."

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“This pastry is really delicious.”

"Why are there pastries today? Is it the queen?"

"It seems to be sent by the dean's husband."

"It seems that we haven't seen that beautiful dean in a long time."

"Yeah. I heard it's pregnant."

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"Look, how happy they eat. But if you give these pastries to the rich and noble children, you can't fill your stomach or satisfy your cravings. In the words of your businessmen, can this be said to be worth the money?"

Yang Feixue pointed at the children and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"You are becoming more and more capable, and I can't even talk to you." Han Yi shook his head with a wry smile.

Yang Feixue smiled and said, "I rely on my mouth to make a living now."

This point Han Yi repeatedly emphasized at the beginning.

Han Yi sighed and said with emotion: "It's really thirty years from Hedong and thirty years from Hexi. Now I have become a person who has to rely on my face to make a living."

"Puff!"

Yang Feixue couldn't help it for a moment.

Han Yi looked at her with his eyes squintingly.

Yang Feixue blinked her clear eyes, and was still unwilling to admit this, and then said, "Sister Wuyi is okay recently?"

"If you ask her, she must not say it well, but it is actually very good!"

As he said that, he suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I told Wang Qiniang and the others just now that this pastry was delivered without clothes. Not only were they not surprised, but they were very scared. Why is this?"

Yang Feixue pursed her lips and smiled, "This - this, don't you often say that people eat soft mouths and short hands?"

"Is this related to this matter?" Han Yi was stunned for a moment, then understood and patted his forehead: "I understand, they are afraid of eating this pastry, but if they don't pass the Zhaoyi Academy in the western suburbs, Wuyi will blame them."

Yang Feixue's eyes shook a few times, "This is what you said, I didn't say it."

"What I said, I didn't say anything."

Han Yi immediately became timid and quickly changed the subject and said, "Since that's the case, you are under a lot of pressure, right?"

Yang Feixue shook her head and said, "I don't care about these things. I feel very satisfied when I see them growing day by day. I will be happy for the students in the western suburbs."

"You can't let Wuyi hear this." Han Yi kindly reminded.

Yang Feixue nodded. If Sister Wuyi knew about this, she would definitely criticize Yang Feixue very much. This is related to the woman's plan, how could she be so emotional?

Han Yi asked again: "Do you have any classes later?"

"there is none left!"

"Let's go! Let's go out for a walk." Han Yi started to flirt with such seriousness.

Yang Feixue's cheeks were flushed and she said, "How can I walk with so many people here?"

Han Yi smiled and said, "Don't worry, the fraudster - no, the mountain man has his own tricks."

After one stick of incense.

"Feixue, you will see Sister Wuyi later, so you have to say goodbye. Do you know?"

"Don't mention my name."

"You have to remember, otherwise I will be in danger."

"I understand, don't worry, I'll leave first."

Yang Feixue nodded and walked towards Han Yi who was waiting at the door.

It turned out that Han Yi told these female teachers that Sister Wuyi had an order and asked Yang Feixue to see her and ask them about their review situation. This was reasonable, so they didn't think much about it.

After getting on the carriage with Han Yi, Han Yi asked casually: "What are you talking about inside, so long."

Yang Feixue pouted and said, "They told me to let her speak carefully and try to speak as well as to the best of her."

Han Yi was stunned for a moment and smiled, "I didn't expect them to be so afraid of Wuyi."

"I was also very curious before, but later-!"

As he said that, Yang Feixue suddenly pursed her lips.

Han Yi said curiously: "What happened later?"

Yang Feixue blinked and whispered: "Han Yi, have Sister Wuyi beat you?"

"Of course not!"

Han Yi shrugged, it was very natural, but a bead of sweat the size of beans flowed from the back of his neck, thinking, no, is it that the news of me being kicked away by that woman? Is this embarrassing? He said, "Why are you asking that?"

Yang Feixue blinked and said, "You are not allowed to tell Sister Wuyi."

"Can I tell her this?" Han Yi promised immediately.

Yang Feixue said: "I heard that Sister Wuyi really beat someone up when she got angry."

In fact, she will beat her when she is not angry! Han Yi said intimately and smiled: "That's just the past. Now that I'm here to suppress her, how dare she hit people?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't you believe it?"

"Oh-no!"

But there was a clear light of suspicion in Yang Feixue's eyes. He suddenly remembered something again. He immediately took out some information from the bag with the beauty of freedom and said, "This is some small stories I wrote, please help me see."

"OK!"

Han Yi took the manuscript and first looked at it, and his eyes lit up. Compared with the manuscript in the first time, this manuscript obviously made obvious progress. It can be seen that Yang Feixue is very talented in this regard. The two of them took a carriage to the suburbs, walked by the bare fields, discussed fairy tales, and left the troubles in the world behind. They were so happy.

In fact, Han Yi and Yang Feixue have not met many times, mainly because it is inconvenient, but Yang Feixue doesn't mind at all. And from her tone, you can smell the smell of happiness because she is very satisfied with her life. She has a man who loves herself and her love, and a career she loves very much. This is really hard to come by in contemporary times.

However, Han Yi was still very guilty, but at present, he was indeed quite busy because many of his plans were carried out at the same time. The next morning, he rushed to Yuanjiabao to ask about the colonial plan. But he asked Yuan Zhe out because he was afraid of disturbing Yuan Mudan to rest.

"The matters about manpower have been arranged. But—!"

Yuan Zhe suddenly sighed and said, "But this has almost all the management talents we have in Huainan and Jiangnan. I plan to let those who follow the fleet south stay in the local area to make up for these vacancies."

There are so few people who can recognize numbers and figures at present. Suddenly, such a large piece of land was added, and all of them were controlled by the Yuan family. Without the intervention of the court, this made the Yuan family seem a little overwhelmed.

Han Yi said: "What should I do in Chang'an?"

"Only my aunt and I are holding on." Yuan Zhe said: "My grandfather said yesterday that they might just come out to help, but the grandfather and the others refused. The grandfather thought that this would destroy the foundation of our Yuan family." As he said that, he sighed again and said: "Yuan Jie and the others are happy, but it's hard for us."

Han Yi frowned and said, "You can recruit people from outside!"

Yuanzhe said: "You can recruit a little, but the people you recruit outside are not trustworthy. After all, what our Yuan family lacks now is the talents who manage talents. This often deals with money, so our Yuan family still tends to use their own people."

He said that his own people are servants of their Yuan family for generations.

Han Yi nodded, but he had no choice. In fact, there were a lot of talents in the Yuan family, but when it came to the Nanjin Plan, it was really a drop in the bucket and it was not enough. He asked: "Didn't I suggest that the Yuan family train talents by themselves? Although it cannot solve the urgent problem, this is a step that must be taken."

Yuanzhe said, "I almost forgot to tell you about this matter. The academy has been built!"

"So fast?"

Han Yi was shocked.

Yuanzhe said: "It just so happened that my aunts had nothing to do. Except for Aunt Ashina who stayed to help her aunt manage business matters, the other sisters-in-law helped our Yuan family to train this management talent. However, none of our Yuan family is good at this. My aunt suggested using books from Zhaoyi Academy directly."

Han Yi shook his head and said, "This is not possible. Zhaoyi Academy's textbooks are not created for business. I will help you prepare books myself."

Yuanzhe was overjoyed and said, "Thank you very much for uncle."

"Okay, okay, the whole family will be dissatisfied with this." Han Yi waved his hand.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting in the woods next to me: "Come on, uncle! Come on, uncle!"

Yuanzhe was stunned and said, "It seems that Yuan Zheng and the others."

"Go and have a look."

The two walked into the woods, and the scene inside made them stunned. Three middle-aged men lay at the feet of a middle-aged uncle, and several children looked at the middle-aged uncle with a depressed look on their faces.

"I didn't expect that you have practiced in it for a few months, but you still haven't made any progress at all, so you can't beat me." The middle-aged uncle squatted down, reached out his hand, and slapped each of them on the head, almost slapped their heads into the soil.

This middle-aged uncle is Yuan Jiu, and the three young men lying on the ground are students from the Military Academy. Although they can’t see their faces, they can also see them from their hair.

Han Yi whispered to Won-chol: "Have you ever been beaten like this by him?"

"Actually - it's okay to fight like this!" Yuan Zhe said while wiping his sweat.

Could it be that this guy was masochistic? Han Yi looked at him squintally and saw the three young men standing up. They were the clan nephews of Yuanjiu. The three of them curled their lips and said nothing, and suddenly turned around and ran away.
To be continued...