During the famine, my ancient well connected to modern times

Chapter 100 Uncle’s Worry

"Actually, the madam has always wanted the young master to become a disciple of Mr. Zhuang, but Mr. Zhuang's threshold for accepting a disciple is really too high, and the madam has no choice, so she wants to find someone to help."

"What do you mean by helping?" Jiang Qian felt embarrassed. County Magistrate Gao's son was a dandy young master. Mr. Zhuang, Gao Feng Jiyue would not accept such an apprentice?

Wait, is this why Mr. Zhuang came to Hewan Village?
The executive smiled and said, "I can't hope to become a disciple. Madam hopes that someone can help the young master polish his pen, so that I can at least punish the young master a few times."

Isn't it just using people as guns?
Although Jiang Qian was unhappy, he was relieved at the same time.

Speaking of which, County Magistrate Gao had been in Huachang County for several years. When Jiang Qian passed the examination as a scholar, Magistrate Gao once praised him and even wanted to betroth his niece to him as his wife.

However, Jiang Qian wanted to take part in the provincial examination at that time, so he politely rejected Magistrate Gao.

When he returned to Huachang County a few years later, he was still the county magistrate.

Promotion in the officialdom is very common. According to the seniority of County Magistrate Gao, he should have left long ago. The reason why he did not leave is that on the one hand, Magistrate Gao is not from an orthodox background, and on the other hand, Magistrate Gao does not want to be promoted. It seems that he intends to stay in China. Chang County.

This time, Mrs. Gao asked him to help her son polish his pen, which was probably not Magistrate Gao's intention.

After thinking about this, Jiang Qian said bluntly: "It is my honor that Mrs. Gao can look after me. Unfortunately, my legs are not suitable for walking for a long time. I'm afraid I won't be able to help the young master."

The executive had already guessed what he would say, "That's really a pity. Our wife really appreciates your literary talent."

Jiang Qian heard the message and knew what it meant. He lowered his head and said, "It's all my fault for being in poor health."

The executive looked at his legs. The few steps he took were indeed not good. Besides, he knew the master. He said that he could not offend Mr. Zhuang, so even Mr. Zhuang's disciples could not be touched. If Mr. Zhuang knew about his wife, I want to ask Jiang Qian to polish the pen, I'm afraid it will bring bad reputation to the master.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

"Walk slowly."

Jiang Qian personally sent the person out, and when he turned around, he saw the two people hiding.

Ah Miao has lost a lot of weight after not seeing her for a few days. Is it because of sadness?

Jiang Miao came up eagerly, "Brother, what did that person want to do with you just now?"

Jiang Qian looked at Jiang Miao's expression, and his heart dropped a little, "The executive wanted me to help Master Gao polish his pen, but I refused."

Luo Tingye frowned, "It's so good, why did he think of coming to you?"

Jiang Qian thought about it and thought it was too coincidental, "It should be because of Mr. Zhuang that they noticed me, but it doesn't matter that I have already refused. They shouldn't mess around with Mr. Zhuang here."

Luo Tingye thought for a while and felt uneasy, "Back then, you were working as an aide by my side. Although few people knew about it, there were always people who knew about it. Just in case, I asked Sun Ming and the others to check it out."

After he finished speaking, he turned back to the room.

Jiang Miao vaguely realized that Luo Tingye would be in a lot of trouble if his identity was discovered, and she became worried, "Brother, is this matter very troublesome?"

Jiang Qian took her hand and comforted her: "It's no trouble. You don't have to worry. By the way, your injury is healed? Don't you feel uncomfortable anymore?"

Jiang Miao nodded fiercely, "It's gotten a lot better. By the way, eldest brother Li helped me arrange my identity. I'm still in school?" Jiang Qian didn't care about this. He looked at Jiang Miao carefully, his eyes red. But she was particularly energetic. Judging from the looks of the two of them just now, His Highness must have promised her something. What made her so happy was probably that he promised to marry her.

But can His Highness really do it?

Jiang Miao talked for a long time, but found that her elder brother was in a daze, and he wavered in front of his eyes, "Brother, are you listening to what I said?"

Jiang Qian smiled and shook his head, "I'm a little tired and didn't hear what you just said. Can you say it again?"

Jiang Miao pouted unhappily, but seeing that her elder brother had also lost a lot of weight, she decided not to be angry with him yet, "I said I planned to start selling snacks again. I will learn baking now. When I learn how, we can do it here." Can we make snacks and sell them?”

Jiang Miao helped Jiang Qian walk into the house. Jiang Qian asked, "What is baking?"

"Making desserts is called baking."

Jiang Qian likes a strawberry cake very much, "Are you eager to learn?"

"Okay……"

The brother and sister returned to the room talking and laughing.

The onlookers outside had already dispersed. Li Peilan in the crowd tugged at Jiang Fei's clothes, "What do you think the county magistrate wants to do with Jiang Qian?"

"Mom, no matter what, since the eldest brother can speak in front of the county magistrate, will my status as a scholar be far behind?"

Li Peilan was still jealous that Jiang Qian was able to talk to the county magistrate. In the blink of an eye, he heard his son's words and immediately became happy, "You are right, so why are you waiting? Go quickly."

Jiang Fei stopped him and said, "Mom, this year's exam has passed. Besides, eldest brother may not be willing to help me. I blame you for having such a violent quarrel before. Now you have to find a way to get back together, otherwise he won't Help me."

For the sake of her son's position as a scholar, Li Peilan gritted her teeth and agreed, "Don't worry, mother knows what to do."

Jiang Fei became happy. Originally, he just wanted to have some good food to live out his life. Scholars and other things were used to deceive Li Peilan, but now he feels that it is not impossible.

When Chief Jiang rushed over, he had already left. Knowing the other party's purpose, he became extremely anxious and said, "Aqian, you can't agree."

Even Jiang Qian was a little surprised. He thought the clan leader would let him agree. After all, this was a rare opportunity to get close to the county magistrate.

The clan leader wanted to make the Jiang clan stand out, so how could he let go of such a good opportunity?
Chief Jiang was afraid that he would get carried away for a moment, so he tried to persuade him: "Aqian, I know what you are capable of. If it weren't for these legs, you would have become famous a long time ago. Originally, I shouldn't have stopped you from doing what you wanted to do, but before Mr. Zhuang You told me that it is possible for your leg to be cured. If it is cured, you can take the exam. With your talent, becoming an official is just around the corner. What if people find out that you polish the pen of the county magistrate's son? I'm afraid it will bring bad reputation to you in the future, so you must not agree to it."

As he spoke, he became anxious and held Jiang Qian tightly.

Jiang Qian said funny: "Uncle, don't be so anxious, I didn't agree."

"It's okay if you didn't agree. Don't agree in the future. If Magistrate Gao sends someone over again, you will..."

Patriarch Jiang wanted to go find me, but then he remembered that he couldn't speak in front of Magistrate Gao, so he changed his words, "Just go find your husband. He will always give Mr. Zhuang face."

Jiang Qian nodded in agreement, "Uncle said, I know how to do it."

(End of this chapter)