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"Can you explain to me what a woman means?"

On the way back, Jia Liu's posture was so fierce that he almost asked for his own Ye Bilong sword to give Fan Wei his ass.

It's not that Fan Wei's worry is unreasonable, but that the word "women" in his mouth made Jia Liu nervous.

Usually this word represents the word liberation, and the word liberation will never appear in the 41st year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty.

Jia Liu is not afraid of robbery, murder, arson, or even rebellion.

He is afraid of peers.

Don't rush forward by yourself, and finally asked Fan Wei, the dog-headed military division, to sit on the dragon chair.

Knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing hearts, who can guarantee that there are no other ghosts lurking in the Qianlong Dynasty.

Fan Wei was terrified by the appearance of Master Guijia, and quickly explained: "My lord, a woman means a woman."

"Women, you just say women, why use women?"

Jia Liu didn't believe it. He had been in this era for so long and hadn't heard anyone mention the term "women", so why did it come out of Fan Wei's mouth.

Behind all coincidences, there is an inevitability.

He has done more or less research on philosophy.

Fan Wei, who didn't know what touched the hearts of Mr. Guijia, could only patiently search for explanations for his "women".

"My lord, there is a record in the "Book of Rites": Do not talk about joy in mourning, do not talk about evil at sacrifices, and do not talk about women in public courts. "Historical Records" also records that Pei Gong has entered the customs today, and he has nothing to take from his property and women have no luck. It can be seen from this that a woman means a woman, or a lady, a woman."

"Really? That's me being superficial."

Old Jia Liu blushed. Facts proved that he was still far behind in the field of classics, but Fan Wei's quotations made Jia Liu wonder if he was learning behind his back.

This is not a good thing.

The reason why he can become the leader of everyone is that his knowledge is higher than that of everyone.

"It is not good to read less books in the future, and to read too many books."

He moved forward with his hands behind his back, feeling a little unhappy.

"This"

Fan Wei didn't know whether he nodded or not.

Fortunately, Mr. Guijia is also a person with a foolish temper, even if the temper comes and goes quickly, it disappears quickly.

In a blink of an eye, I forgot what I just said, but stopped and said to him seriously: "You don't know me deeply enough, or your opinion of me is still superficial, so you don't know me at all. What's on your mind.
Take the matter I just said that I want to enter the palace, you think I want to use my work to get in touch with the women in the palace on a large scale, but in fact I don't have this idea at all.I just don't want to break my promise. As you know, I attach great importance to the word integrity. If I don't promise easily, I will keep my promise. This is also the key to my success. "

"Yes, yes, it's a humble job and superficial."

Fan Wei suddenly realized and nodded.

"Huh? Do you also understand the meaning of superficial?"

Jia Liu's face was like peach blossoms, "That's right, learn and apply, and have a future. In the future, I will take the bird position, and I will give you a title."

"Your Majesty, the title of Marquis is not my wish!"

Fan Wei put on a square face with Zheng Guo characters, not without grief and indignation: "I am loyal to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will rule the world in the future, at least you must give me a Duke!"

If Qianlong were to leave it here, he immediately turned his back on Fan Wei and cut him off.

The so-called what I give you is yours, and you can't take what I don't give you.

The question is whether Jia Liu is the protagonist, or a different and unique protagonist.

Therefore, after hearing Fan Wei's request, he was not annoyed in the slightest, but heaved a sigh of relief, and then he hammered Fan Wei's shoulder with great admiration: "I'm relieved when you say that, I'm not afraid of anything else, I am afraid that you will stop at the end of your satisfaction, so that you will lose the motivation to make progress. This is not what I want to see. To know that people live a lifetime, they must learn more, and they must think about progress every day. Well."

Withdrawing the dragon claws, he found that the fingernails were dusty, so he bit off them casually. After thinking for a while, he stroked Fan Wei's back suddenly, and added with a smile, "Director Yang is not in good health. If you work hard, you may be able to compare He moved into my imperial mausoleum one step earlier, um, Gu Mianzhi."

After finishing speaking, he hummed a little song and left triumphantly.

The tune is Jinchuan's Liuliu tune, which is later known as "Kangding Love Song".

Fan Wei behind trembled for a long time.

These words sound familiar.

As soon as Jia Liu got home, he saw Shuan Zhu directing the butler Zhao Jinzhong to move things.

Since the young master requested that nothing be left to the master except for the ancestral tablets in the old house, this move is like a looting move.

If it weren't for the fear that the crooked-necked locust tree would die if it moved to Baoding, which would ruin the Feng Shui of Jia's family, it would probably have to be uprooted.

"Jiucheng, you take the manger out of the stable and load it together tomorrow. Master, you're back!"

Seeing the young master, Shuan Zhu hurriedly left Aixinjueluo Jiuzheng, who had been working as a volunteer at his aunt's house for the past few days, and ran over.

Jia Liu said casually, "Hmm?" "Where are the young mistresses?"

When he asked this question, his eyes were on Jiucheng who was struggling to hug the manger in the stable.

Ninety percent of this good nephew, in his forties, couldn't even hug him a few times, but when he saw his aunt and father looking at him, that guy looked like he had been spattered with chicken blood, with his sleeves flicked out, and his belt twitched so fiercely. Then, blushing with a blushing sound, he abruptly moved the hundred-jin-weight manger out step by step.

He really has the ruthlessness of a bannerman who is a smuggler.

Jia Liu couldn't help but secretly said hello.

"Young wives are in the courtyard,"

Seeing the young master staring at Jiuzheng, Shuan Zhu was afraid that the young master would scold him for treating poor relatives as coolies, so he hurriedly whispered that Jiuzheng insisted on helping him, but he refused to let him do it, and people were still angry with him. I can let him go.

"Young master, I'm really not snobby, even the eldest young mistress won't give in, it's really [-]% of him."

Just as he was explaining, the young master went straight to Jiuzheng with a smile. He couldn't help being embarrassing. He turned his head and saw Fan Wei who had just entered the door. Seeing that the other party looked like he was being jumped by an immortal, he couldn't help but "click" and walked over. Leaning his face towards Fan Dawei's head: "What happened?"

"It's nothing."

Fan Wei shook his head.

Who is Shuan Zhu?

"Hey" and began to threaten: "Do you believe it or not, I told the young master that you hired your illiterate brother-in-law a job as a county instructor without telling him?"

"Don't, don't!"

Fan Wei was discouraged immediately, and drooped his head: "My lord said that you are not in good health, let me work hard, and I will be able to live in the imperial mausoleum like you in the future, and maybe I can be one step ahead of you."

After hearing this, Shuan Zhu looked unhappy: "Don't listen to the young master's nonsense, I'm in good health. It's a good thing to live in the imperial mausoleum, what's wrong with it, it looks like someone owes you money and won't pay you back."

"A good thing is a good thing. The main reason is that I feel that I am a bit disadvantaged by being one step ahead of you."

"Really? It's a big deal. If it doesn't work, I'll go first. How old are you this year?"

"Not yet forty."

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When Shuan Zhu and Fan Wei were arguing over who would go first, Jia Liu walked up to his panting nephew Jiuzheng with a smile on his face, took out his handkerchief and handed it over: "Hurry up and wipe off your sweat, don't let the wind blow." Blow it and freeze yourself."

Jiuzheng took the handkerchief from his aunt excitedly, wiped it and said that he was fine, he was used to working hard, and he had done a lot of hard work.

Jia Liu nodded, and said earnestly: "You are a good kid. You know that opportunities are won, and there will be no pie in the sky. Well, just for your filial piety, aunt and father will fulfill your wish no matter what."

After finishing speaking, he paused, "I'm afraid that the Prince of England will not recognize me as an aunt in the future."

"Ah? Ah!"

After three or two breaths, Jiuzheng finally understood what my aunt said, and without even thinking about it, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to my aunt.

When I raised my forehead, it was flushed red.

"My aunt is on top. Ninety percent of my nephew can really inherit the title of the ancestor. My aunt is my nephew's reincarnated parents. If my nephew is negligent in the slightest, I'm sorry for my aunt's place. He will be hit by a carriage when he goes out, and he will be called a thunderbolt at home." die!"

Ninety percent of the child's swearing and swearing looks exactly like his aunt and father.