There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 370: Someone killed?

at the same time.

Outside.

Chen Keyan and the two maids have left and come back.

Through the remaining crack in the door, they could see clearly that the extra woman was the pretty widow next door.

Then she saw them hugging each other, tender and sweet, and almost kissing. Chen Keyan suddenly felt... so exciting!

She had known for a long time that Su Xian often went to the pretty widow's boudoir next door and stole people in the middle of the night.

Now they were getting bolder and bolder, and actually took the pretty widow back to her room in broad daylight... No wonder Su Xian didn't allow her to peek outside.

Soon, Chen Keyan could not see anything because the crack in the door had been sealed by Su Xian and the others...

As the sun gradually rose, the room gradually became brighter and more transparent.

Liu Huixiang has arranged the tabletop, and the four treasures of the study are ready, including pens, inks, paper, inkstones, etc., arranged in an orderly manner.

Su Xian chatted with her while waiting for Yan Dashan to return.

Early this morning, Yan Dashan climbed out of the window and went outside the city to receive the original account books copied by Poison Lady and others.

The task of copying the account books seemed tedious and huge, but the internal guards Anzi was even more impressive. All of them were talented. In just a few days, they copied the relevant account books from the nearby state and city offices.

Although there were some hiccups during the period, overall, the task was completed perfectly and achieved the results required by Su Xian.

While they were chatting, suddenly, a figure jumped in from the window.

The speed was so fast that both Su Xian and Liu Huixiang could only see an afterimage.

Su Xian knew that it was Yan Dashan who had returned, so he couldn't help rubbing his hands and getting up. Whether the case could be solved or not would depend on these two days.

Liu Huixiang was also startled and screamed, unable to control herself.

At this time, outside the door.

Chen Keyan, who was putting her ear against the door, vaguely heard Liu Huixiang's loud scream.

She suddenly became excited, rubbed her two little hands, and thought to herself: "In broad daylight, are these two bitch couples finally going to start..."

inside the house.

If Su Xian knew what Chen Keyan was thinking, he would probably vomit blood.

But he also told Liu Huixiang and Yan Dashan to try not to make too much noise and speak in a low voice to avoid having ears through the wall.

Sure enough, Chen Keyan outside the door never heard any noise again.

Now that the account books have been delivered, Su Xian ordered the work to start.

Under his training, Liu Huixiang's arithmetic has reached a certain level. There is no problem in handling such original account books, but it is just a little more complicated.

Yan Dashan also came to join in the fun, insisting on "relieving worries" for the young master.

苏贤挺感动，于是扯过一张宣纸，用毛笔写下十个数字“0、1、2、3、4、5、6、7、8、9”，然后让他熟练掌握。

"Don't worry, sir, I'll be familiar with it and master it in a quarter of an hour at most."

Yan Dashan was full of confidence, took the rice paper filled with numbers and went to the side to memorize them by rote.

Soon, a quarter of an hour passed.

Su Xian turned his head and glanced in the direction of Yan Dashan and saw him squatting there, holding the rice paper in both hands, his thick eyebrows furrowed, his eyes a little irritable, and his lips kept moving...

Seeing his appearance, Su Xian knew that he was stumped.

But Su Xian didn't say anything to attack him, so let him have his way.

In this way, a morning passed.

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am. Let's rest for a while and then go get the food for my husband."

Su Xian stood up, moved his limbs, smiled and opened the door.

According to the plan, Liu Huixiang would stay here throughout the day and go back at night. This was the longest time she could deceive Zhang Cuihua.

The moment Su Xian went out, Yan Dashan stood up, still holding the rice paper in his hands, looking at Su Xian's back and hesitated to speak.

But he didn't shout out after all. He squatted back to his original position with a tired look on his face, rubbed his face, and continued to memorize by rote while holding the rice paper.

When Su Xian went out to get food, he unexpectedly ran into Chen Keyan. When she saw Su Xian carrying two large food boxes, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled: "Why did the young master's appetite suddenly become so big?"

Her original intention was to make fun of Su Xian for "consuming too much energy and needing more food to supplement it."

But Su Xian was thinking about the case and blurted out: "To eat for three people, of course we need to prepare more."

After speaking, Su Xian returned to the room and closed the door.

Chen Keyan's expression suddenly changed, and she followed to the door. Her eyes were dull, and she murmured in a low voice: "Three... three people? This pair of bitches have... killed someone?"

"..."

If Su Xian knew what she was thinking, he would definitely press her on the table and spank her ten times.

inside the house.

Su Xian and Liu Huixiang ate at the same table, and the two fed each other with vegetables.

Yan Dashan eats a lot and eats a whole food box by himself. However, occasionally he glances sideways and sees Su Xian and Liu Huixiang acting wildly, and his thick eyebrows are tightly knitted together.

The meal was finished in no time.

Liu Huixiang packed the lunch box.

Su Xian looked at Yan Dashan and asked with a smile:

"Dashan, I remember asking you to memorize those ten numbers in the morning. Now that the morning has passed, how do you remember them? Have you mastered them proficiently?"

Yan Dashan's dark old face suddenly turned slightly red, hesitating and squirming, with a look of embarrassment and tangle, but finally said in frustration:

"Sir, I haven't... not remembered it well!"

"Well, it seems that it's hard for you. You don't have to worry about it. My wife and I are enough to keep these account books." Su Xian shook his head gently.

"No! Young Master, I will be able to master these ten numbers proficiently, just give me a while!" Yan Dashan's energy surged as he refused to admit defeat.

"Well, anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, and you can do whatever you want."

"..."

After a short rest, the afternoon work begins.

After the morning's running-in, Su Xian and Liu Huixiang became more and more skilled in cooperating. The two often tacitly understood each other, agreed by agreement, and were connected by heart, and the speed of processing the account books became faster and faster.

Su Xian was very satisfied. If he kept this pace, he would definitely get a result today.

Liu Huixiang's heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness, and her fair, tender and pretty face always had a happy smile. She really wanted to be like this every day.

Although it is cumbersome to deal with these books, if you cooperate with Su Xian, you will have infinite happiness during the period.

Especially the kind of connection between the two people really makes Liu Huixiang's heart warm all the time, and she feels that the whole world has become brighter!
This is the life she wants.

the other side.

In the corner of the room, Yan Dashan squatted there, holding rice paper in his hands and shaking his head.

He was very serious, but even though he was blushing and his mouth was almost frayed, he still couldn't master these ten small numbers.

These ten small numbers are actually more difficult to learn than eighteen weapons!
Time flows quietly like this.

The sun gradually went down.

Sun, shadow and light shift.

The room was very quiet. Su Xian and Liu Huixiang cooperated tacitly. They didn't need to speak. They knew what to do with just one look.

Most of the original account books were wiped out, and victory was in sight.

After a long time, Yan Dashan suddenly stood up. With firm eyes, he put down the crumpled rice paper, walked behind Su Xian, and whispered:
"Sir, I've mastered it!"

"Oh? Have you really mastered it?"

"Really...really!"

"Okay, let me do a spot check to see what's going on." Su Xian turned sideways, pulled out a piece of blank rice paper, held a brush in his hand, and prepared to write a question.

"Young Master, even if you do a spot check, I will definitely pass!" Yan Dashan promised, patting his chest with a crackling sound.

"Can you write out the last one of this number?" Su Xian picked up the pen and wrote "5" on the rice paper.

"6!" Yan Dashan answered immediately and wrote "6" on the rice paper with a pen. Knowing that he got the answer right, he was as happy as a child.

"Not bad, then how should I write the third number after this number?" Su Xian wrote another "4" on the rice paper.

"This one……"

Yan Dashan picked up his pen and scratched his head.

The mouth opened and opened.

Then continue to scratch your head.

He had a constipated look on his face, thinking hard, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his brush came close to the rice paper several times, but he brought it back every time.

He knows that the third number after 4 is 7.

But how to write 7?

He scratched his head, his face turned red, and his neck was thick, and he still couldn't write.

Seeing this, Su Xian and Liu Huixiang hugged each other and laughed. They were so happy that they burst into tears.

Finally, Su Xian persuaded him to give up and stop tormenting himself.

But Yan Dashan had an unwillingness to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth and said that he must master these ten small numbers. Then he returned to the corner, picked up the crumpled rice paper and continued to memorize it.

Su Xian shook his head and ignored him.

The laughter just now was just an interlude, but it also helped to relieve the tense work.

There was also a small part of the original account books on the table. He and Liu Huixiang combined them and worked harder to finish them before dinner.

Yan Dashan worked hard and showed the spirit of refusing to admit defeat. He regarded this study as an arduous battle, devoted himself to it, and was meticulous.

Finally, when it was getting dark, he jumped up.

He threw the crumpled rice paper aside, moved quickly and striding to Su Xian's side, and said loudly:

"Living up to your expectations, I finally mastered these ten little numbers and memorized them backwards and forwards!"

"Really?" Su Xian looked sideways at him.

"It's true!" Yan Dashan grinned happily, feeling happier than having fought a tough battle.

"Then I'll test you..."

"..."

Su Xian randomly wrote out several questions, ranging from simple to difficult, and Yan Dashan was able to answer them immediately. He really understood it!

"Not bad!" Su Xian nodded with a smile. Of course, this evaluation only refers to his unwillingness to admit defeat.

"Thank you for your praise, sir!"

Yan Dashan was so excited that he opened his mouth from ear to ear, and then said with great expectation: "Young Master, look, I have mastered the ten numbers. Can I join you and get these account books together?"

The reason why he worked so hard and took so much trouble to memorize those ten numbers was to help Su Xian organize the small mountain of ledgers.

(End of this chapter)