The position of Si Jian is very coveted.
But it didn't bring any big impact on Cao An's life.
As usual, he slept until dawn every day.
Then he waited for Jian Yuerong to come in and do some tossing before being served to dress, rinse, and eat.
I used to read time-travel novels... The protagonists were mostly kind and upright, but they couldn't stand the enjoyment under this feudal system and wished that all living beings were equal before they could be happy.
But Cao An is not that kind of person.
Why!
I’ve lived two lifetimes, and I can’t enjoy it anymore?
In the room, Jian Yuerong smelled delicious.
Cao An rubbed against her with a look of enjoyment and took a breath of intoxication.
Jian Yuerong's cheeks were blushing but she didn't hide it. She just whispered: "Lang Jun, now that you have become a remonstrator, you will inevitably have to go to court in the future, so you can't be so sleepy."
"It doesn't matter, I'm not one of those great ministers."
Cao An secretly pinched her waist and said with a smile: "Except for the prime ministers and assistants who need to take ginseng every day, other officials only go to court once every five days."
"ah!"
Jian Yuerong let out a sweet cry and swatted away the bad hand angrily: "But the Nu family heard that those motivated officials wish they could go to see the Master of Faces every day. You can't be lazy either..."
Being an official is such a sacred thing.
In the minds of most people, as long as they have the opportunity to be an official, they would like to get up at four o'clock every morning and stand in the Gongchui Hall.
"Little lady, you think too highly of your husband."
Cao An pinched her chin and said teasingly: "A certain person is a seventh-grade official. He seems to be around officials, but he is just a soy saucer."
"What is soy sauce?"
"...Yes, there is no soy sauce these days."
Cao An's thoughts suddenly drifted away, and his mind kept searching for how to make soy sauce.
Jian Yuerong knelt down to put on his shoes and pouted angrily.
Dead man, again!
My husband is good at everything, but he is just a little young and a little confused...
He is always in a daze from time to time.
Even when eating, my mind wanders from time to time.
"Speaking of soy sauce, there are actually many explanations."
Cao An regained his consciousness, and when he lowered his head, he saw the magnificent waves...
"What explanation?"
Jian Yuerong looked up and saw something bulging under Lang Jun's tight-fitting clothes...
What does she do?
No one understands the structure of men better than the women in brothels!
"Why are you blushing?"
Cao An blinked and said with a smile: "Is there such a thing as 'making soy sauce' now?"
Jian Yuerong quickly lowered her head, her hands trembling with shame. She shook her head and said, "Slave... I don't understand."
"In my hometown, children usually have to do the soy sauce making."
Cao An kept his eyes on the 'peak', swallowed unconsciously, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that you don't have children, you are destined to be unable to make soy sauce..."
"As long as the husband is willing, the slave family can have it."
Jian Yuerong suddenly raised her head, her blushing face full of anticipation.
"...This, isn't this talking about soy sauce? What are you talking about?"
Cao An hurriedly looked away and said awkwardly: "That is..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jian Yuerong said with an angry smile: "That means you are too young, otherwise the slave family would have been 'brought to justice' long ago, right?"
These words almost make my ears tingle, but you can do something about it!
In ancient times, men could marry at the age of fourteen. Some yamen of powerful families started messing around with the maids at the age of ten and became fathers early.
But Cao An...
He is a pervert with very perverted self-control!
"Hey! You dare to talk back?"
Cao An choked and immediately launched a 'counterattack', making Jian Yuerong giggle.
"Ouch! Ouch..."
Jian Yuerong covered her armpits and begged for mercy with a blushing face: "The slave family is wrong, the slave family is wrong! Mr. Langjun has a lot, so please spare the slave family this time."
"You know you're wrong?"
"Yes, the slave family knows..."
"What if we do it again next time?"
"...Then I will let you tickle me."
Jian Yuerong seemed shy, but there was a bit of cunning in her eyes. Looking at Cao An's flushed face, she was angry and laughing in her heart.
This damn ghost is really...
I can bear it!
"Ahem!"
Cao An felt that if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be unable to control himself.
He coughed dryly, got dressed in a hurry, and said, "Today I have an appointment with Shopkeeper Yin of Baozhai Pavilion to talk about something. Please ask someone to pack up a first-class private room and bring out some good-looking singers."
"Yes, I will make arrangements now."
Jian Yuerong nodded obediently.
Cao An suddenly remembered something again and asked: "Strange, why doesn't Third Sister Kou come here recently? I feel like I haven't seen her for a while."
"Does Mr. Lang miss her?"
Jian Yuerong pursed her lips unconsciously and said angrily: "It's useless for Mr. Lang to think about it. I heard that Su Hanqing, a poet in white, is madly pursuing the third sister recently, and he plans to redeem the third sister's life!"
Sister Kou San is not a prostitute who was sold.
If you want to redeem her, you have to get approval from the court.
Cao An couldn't help but said in surprise: "So, this Mr. Su is very capable? If you want to redeem Sister Kou, you have to rely on a lot of connections, right?"
He originally wanted to redeem Sister Kou San's body.
Everyone had reached a consensus on this matter before, but Cao An didn't have the connections and couldn't trouble the Chu Palace because of it, so he kept delaying it.
It has always been the hardest thing to return a favor!
"That is!"
Jian Yuerong said angrily: "Master Su is a well-known talent in Bianliang, and he will participate in the Spring Festival this year. If he can win the Jinshi, the third sister will be an official's wife in the future! Even more powerful than Lang Jun, you are a remonstrator..."
Si Jian is from the seventh rank.
And those who have been listed as Jinshi over the years will start as sixth-grade civil servants for the first time. When they have enough experience, they will be transferred back to the court to hold important positions...
"fart!"
Men are most afraid of comparisons. Cao An opened his mouth with the quintessence of the Chinese nation and muttered: "I became an admonisher at the age of fifteen! This is a close minister of the official family, with a bright future... How can he be compared to a mere Master Su?"
really!
Looking at the entire Song Dynasty, there were probably only a few people like Cao An who could become close ministers of the emperor without taking the imperial examination, let alone he was still so young.
Youth is capital.
not to mention……
"I tell you, don't bully young people into poverty!"
Cao An snorted and slapped Jian Yuerong on the back, saying, "No, I'm not poor either! So, your husband is destined to be the most handsome boy in the Song Dynasty!"
What is this all about?
Jian Yuerong smiled so hard that her branches trembled, and her chest heaved violently.
"Then the husband should not be negative anymore. He should cheer up early and do more for the government. In the future, he can also be a great minister that everyone respects!"
"...I suspect you are tricking me."
Cao An's face fell, with a look of disappointment: "What a plump couple...little lady! You have a bad heart, I want to perform an operation on you!"
The two were laughing and joking for a while.
