Xiang Zhihan was silent for a long time, and after a long time, he finally spoke.
"Wanwan, I'll get you some water."
Jiang Buwan grabbed Xiang Zhihan's clothes, blinked, and asked, "Husband, why do you have to go fetch water when I'm alone with you?"
Xiang Zhihan lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Jiang Buwan's face. The last time they were in the same room, he had a clear conscience, but this time, he. .
Xiang Zhihan heard bursts of laughter like silver bells. Her soft little hand held hers, and her whole body leaned towards him. The unique fragrance of her body penetrated into the tip of her nose.
Xiang Zhihan, who has been single for many years, has a deep understanding of the four words "soft jade and fragrance" for the first time.
No wonder. . No wonder his romantic junior brother always likes to hang out with women.
"Husband, you always talk about waiting for the ceremony to be completed, but if we don't say it, everyone in Qingshui Town regards us as husband and wife." Jiang Buwan tilted his head and looked at her sideways, with a hint of gentleness in his watery eyes. The unique charm of a woman, "Husband, are you actually shy all the time?"
"No... no." How could Xiang Zhihan, who wanted to save face, admit that he was shy.
"Then why doesn't my husband even dare to look at me?"
Hearing this, Xiang Zhihan raised his eyelids and looked into her loving eyes with his deep gaze. His face was strong and calm, but his ears were turning red inch by inch, especially the red tips of his ears, which were very charming.
"What nonsense are you talking about Wanwan? I see you every day, why don't I dare to look at you and say something?"
He simply couldn't sit still. His heart told him that he didn't hate Jiang Buwan's touch. In fact, he even liked it very much and wanted to get closer, but his reason told him that he couldn't.
He is a man who pursues the high road, how can he indulge in the love between his children?
Jiang Buwan raised his hand, pinched Xiang Zhihan's ears, and joked, "Your ears are as red as the red peppers hanging on the street, and you say you're not shy?"
His earlobes were extremely sensitive, and he couldn't help but tremble, as the heat seemed to spread from his ears to his heart.
Such a private place has never been touched before.
"Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore." Jiang Buwan let go of his hand and said with a smile, "Go get water."
In the evening, Jiang Buwan still occupied the bed, while Xiang Zhihan spent the day on the soft couch in the house.
He was a monk, with sharp ears and eyes, and extraordinary senses. The sound of Jiang Buyan's shallow breathing in the inner room came to his ears again and again, as if they were in his ears.
In the quiet night, Xiang Zhihan seemed to smell the fragrance of her body again.
He licked his lips. Why is it a little hot today in the summer night?
Jiang Buwan is the master of Governor Hedao. Now Governor Cui, the deputy of Governor Hedao, is studying at Master Jiang’s Hongmeng College. This news is like spreading its wings, spreading quickly throughout Qingshui Town and even Lin’an County, and even has a tendency to spread gradually. .
Suddenly, Hongmeng Academy became popular and everyone wanted to study there.
Today's Hongmeng Academy, a large group of scholars line up at the entrance of Hongmeng Academy every day, praying to become Jiang Buwan's students.
Jiang Buwan understood that most of these people came not for her knowledge, but for Cui Jing, the high official of the River Governor.
"Sir, why don't you accept those scholars?" Cui Jing asked puzzledly, "With your talent and learning, it is a pity to teach children how to read every day."
Jiang Buwan: "Those people come here for fame and fortune, and I am not suitable for them."
In fact, everyone has his or her own ambitions, whether they are struggling for wealth or fame. No matter what the choice is, there is no idea of who is inferior.
Some are as bright as roses, while others are as silent as ants. Regardless of the former or the latter, they are all living beings in Jiang Buwan's eyes.
She refused to accept them because she really considered them. The disciples she accepted were not based on talent or wealth, but only on whether they had a heart for the people.
Cui Jing has also been following Jiang Buwan for a while. He knows that Jiang Buwan's abilities go far beyond rivers. Her interests include agriculture, military, people's livelihood, and even strategies to rejuvenate the country.
In his opinion, Jiang Buwan's abilities were more than enough to be the emperor's master.
But she happened to waste time on those children who were babbling all day long except for her.
Naturally, he also understood that education starts from childhood, but they are too young, and any scholar can teach them how to read.
Cui Jing heard this and humbly asked for advice, "Sir, what kind of disciple do you want to accept?"
"Just wait a moment." Jiang Buwan replied with a smile.
The floods in the south have been calmed down, and the rivers are in good order under Yang Ce's management. However, he encountered a big problem, lack of money.
Building rivers has always been expensive, but now that the court is experiencing constant natural disasters and poor harvests, where will the money come from?
Yang Ce was anxious because his butt was on fire. If he had no money, all his ideas and plans would become castles in the air. He almost borrowed money from all his friends in the officialdom, but the money he raised was still pitiful.
He thought of Jiang Buwan, a great talent, and wrote a handwritten letter asking her for advice.
Jiang Buwan only replied to her with three words, "Selling silt fields."
Yang Ce is a smart man, he knows what to do.
Sure enough, after Yang Ce received Jiang Buwan's reply, he immediately had an idea and petitioned for the edict. After getting the emperor's approval, the money on the river could finally be taken care of, and there was even some money left.
Yang Ce was not greedy for credit. He originally wanted to tell the world that such a wonderful method was thought up by a master from Qingshui Town, but Jiang Buwan stopped him.
She didn't want to be too showy.
But the news still leaked out, and everyone said, how could Yang Ce come up with such a good idea?
In their inference, everyone focused on Jiang Buwan, who was far away in a remote town. After all, Yang Ce's once most trusted deputy was learning skills from him. If not her, who else could it be?
There was no news in Qingshui Town, and Jiang Buwan didn't know that she, who wanted to keep a low profile, had already spread her name all over the world, and even a large number of learned people came to discuss and pay their respects.
And many of these people are the people Jiang Buwan wants.
Of course, these are posthumous events, so we won’t mention them for the time being. We will turn our attention to Xiang Zhihan for the time being.
He has been very confused recently. He can feel that his feelings for Jiang Buwan are getting stronger day by day. Every time he sees Jiang Buwan and Cui Jing talking, a strange emotion called jealousy wells up in his heart. .
He felt like he was becoming more and more unfamiliar, and this strangeness frightened him.
In the past, his life was the same, a cold cave and a sword. He practiced in addition to practicing, and his only obsession was to ascend the great road, but now it is different.
This violent negative emotion made him uncontrollable. He would often feel depressed and sad, and he would often feel happy because of Jiang Buwan's approach.
He doesn't like this change, or in other words, he is afraid of this change.
