At this moment, Xu Lingyue lowered her head and whispered.
Li Ru was slightly taken aback by Xu Lingyue's sudden remark, who was usually quiet and reserved. She looked at Xu Lingyue and couldn't help but sigh, "Rich men are prone to going bad!"
Upon hearing that Southern Jiangsu was recruiting maids, Xu Lingyue excitedly suggested, "Sixty taels of silver a year! Father, Mother, I want to give it a try!"
Xu Pingzhi lowered his head to eat, while Li Ru fell into deep thought. At this moment, Little Pudding Xu Lingyin giggled and said, "I...I want to try it too!"
Is Su Zhexian a reliable person?
Li Ru cast her gaze and it landed on Xu Pingzhi.
Xu Pingzhi said firmly:
"I have met many prominent figures in my life, but I firmly believe that this person will achieve extraordinary things in the future. He has a solemn face and an aura of righteousness. He is definitely a trustworthy and good person!"
"Let me think about this for a moment."
Li Ru muttered something softly, then fell into deep thought.
Xu Pingzhi was a seventh-rank official, and although his daughter would not necessarily become a maid in someone else's household, it was not uncommon for daughters of scholarly families to serve as maids under the tutelage of famous scholars.
Su Nan is still young and impetuous. If he were to show any disrespect to his daughter, she would be a favorite of the Prince Yu's household.
However, an annual income of sixty taels of silver was not a small amount. More importantly, after several years of hard work, one would be able to choose to leave the job and then consider getting married.
But little did he know that his daughter, Xu Lingyue, had long been a behind-the-scenes figure in southern Jiangsu...
Two hours later.
Xu Qi'an was exhausted and had to rest in bed.
Xu Qi'an was strong-willed and had a penchant for delving into details. It was this stubbornness that allowed him to hone his physique day by day, thus laying a solid foundation on the path of a martial artist.
That night, Xu Qi'an lay on the bed, a fierce battle unfolding between his palms.
Such situations have been playing out every day recently. Unless one is a martial artist of the ninth rank, it is difficult to protect one's body and mind. However, at the age of youthful vigor, how can one resist the temptation?
Therefore, whenever the left hand has a desire to show off, the right hand will step forward to admonish it. And when the right hand also has improper thoughts in the future, the left hand will righteously and sternly stop it.
Throughout the years, Xu has remained virtuous and upright, never tainted by any extravagance, and never flaunting his wealth.
"The way of martial arts can not only forge a magnificent and wealthy gate, but also endow one with a beautiful face, and accumulate a mountain of wealth!"
"Let's be patient for a while longer. When we become rich and powerful, we will definitely visit the brothels and fulfill our long-cherished wish!"
The night watchman's office.
Upon hearing Yang Yan's words, Wei Yuan couldn't help but confirm with Nangong Qianrou again.
"Su Nan's strength has surpassed the peak of the third rank, and in addition, his Confucian and Taoist cultivation has also reached the fourth rank?"
Nangong Qianrou responded, "What Yang Yan said is all true. As for his description of strength, it may be somewhat conservative."
Although Wei Yuan was secretly surprised and suspicious, he remained calm on the surface. If the Confucian school could be ranked among the fourth grade and cultivate a righteous spirit, it would show that Su Nan was not a person who went astray.
Observing Wei Yuan's silence, Yang Yan quickly suggested, "Lord Wei, this man should be brought under the command of the Night Watchmen's Office. At that time, our strength will be greatly enhanced."
Wei Yuan responded:
"You two might as well go and find out Su Nan's intentions yourself, and see if he is willing to join the ranks of the night watchmen."
"Lord Wei, if we were to recruit Su Nan into the Night Watchmen's Office, what official position should we bestow upon him...?"
With the strong resources of southern Jiangsu, one could easily take on the role of the gong-ringer in the night watchman's office. However, entering the night watchman's office requires much more than just personal ability.
The Silver Luo of the Night Watchman's Office had never been investigated outside, let alone the Golden Luo, since the office, as an intelligence agency, had particularly strict requirements for the loyalty of the Great Feng.
The Golden Gong, whose status was equivalent to a thousand-household commander, was under the command of seven Silver Gongs. They were all powerful and influential, and without exception, they were all former night watchmen who had been promoted through various levels of advancement within the government.
Those who are transferred to other positions usually start from the lowest rank and gradually climb the ranks.
"Starting from Silver Luo, we will be promoted exceptionally."
Yang Yan knew that such an extraordinary act was rare, and Wei Yuan was bound to submit a memorial to the emperor, explaining the reasons in detail.
Wei Yuan spoke frankly, firmly believing that the emperor would consider his feelings and support him.
Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou were ordered to leave. As they approached the gate, Wei Yuan suddenly uttered a sentence:
"If he is interested in joining, the conditions for his promotion to Jinluo can be relaxed to one year."
"One year!"
The two Golden Gong Night Patrolmen exchanged glances. Even if Yin Luo performed exceptionally well, he would still have to wait five years to be promoted to the Golden Gong rank. Promotions without prior recognition were extremely rare, and even then, it would take at least three years.
Wei Yuan appeared calm and composed on the surface, but in reality, he already considered Su Nan as his own. This was an extremely high condition, the highest treatment ever offered since the establishment of the night watchman's office.
"As ordered!"
After the two left, Wei Yuan took a deep breath and muttered to himself, "Such unprecedented cultivation level must belong to either a peerless genius or a bizarre and monstrous prodigy."
If it's the former, then it should naturally be brought under my command; if it's the latter, then it must be firmly held in my grasp.
In the palace of the eldest princess.
Princess Pingyang, with elegant bearing, sat gracefully before the eldest princess, her expression revealing a hint of awe and humility as she answered the princess's questions attentively and sincerely.
Since Princess Pingyang encountered misfortune, Huaiqing has personally supervised her studies and would occasionally take the time to examine her.
"Indeed, she is becoming more and more dignified. This is what truly makes her a royal lady, no longer like a naughty girl from an ordinary family."
Princess Pingyang smiled gently and responded humbly and politely:
"All of this is thanks to Sister Huaiqing's careful guidance."
Huaiqing extended a hand and asked in a cool tone, "Present it here. What book is hidden in your sleeve?"
Princess Pingyang's heart tightened suddenly, and she couldn't help but marvel at Princess Huaiqing's ability. She had even been discovered reading books on horseback on the way to the palace.
"Did Lin'an ban books on you again?"
Seeing Huaiqing's face gradually turn cold, Princess Pingyang gently took out the thin booklet from her sleeve and handed it to Huaiqing's palm.
“This is a chapter of teachings written by Master himself, and I need to study it several times every day.”
Huaiqing's gaze fell on a thin, hardcover book, which resembled a memorial to the emperor. The characters on its cover were vigorous and powerful, written with free and easy strokes, yet exuding elegance and nobility.
Chapter 143 Bold Investment, Goodbye Xu Lingyue
Huaiqing had never seen anything like it before; a Confucian scholar possessed such exquisite calligraphy skills, with each stroke revealing decades of profound experience.
"A Letter of Admonition to My Disciples..."
Unbeknownst to Pingyang, Huaiqing gently opened the thin book, his pupils instantly contracted, and a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
"Since it is knowledge imparted by the teacher, it should be engraved in your heart and thoroughly memorized. Why do you need to recite it repeatedly every day? You can go back in peace."
Huaiqing casually uttered a sentence, then lightly tossed the thin booklet onto the table, and never looked at it again.
Once Princess Pingyang was pardoned, she was surprised to find that she was able to regain her freedom so early.
"Sister, I'll take my leave now."
Princess Pingyang bowed and then took her leave in an orderly manner. Just as she was about to step out of the room, Huaiqing took advantage of her unpreparedness and quickly flipped the thin book open again.
Her long, slender, and fair fingertips gently traced the elegant calligraphy, her breath quickening as her clear eyes greedily immersed themselves in the charm of each stroke.
The Slender Gold style of calligraphy in southern Jiangsu has been carefully honed by two generations and has long since shed its flamboyant and unrestrained style. Today, its handwriting is both elegant and exquisite, yet it retains its profound and vigorous charm.
Princess Huaiqing no longer needed to hide her fondness for the handwriting. She held the "Admonition to Her Disciples" tightly in her palm, a hint of surprise and uncertainty showing on her beautiful face.
The calligraphy is so powerful it seems to penetrate the paper; it's truly unprecedented.
What kind of brushwork could produce such exquisite handwriting, so refined, just like the person's demeanor, elegant and graceful, the handwriting reflecting the person, truly admirable.
97%5-63$24<10 As a noble princess of the royal family, even with her unparalleled beauty, Su Nan could hardly touch her heartstrings, because she herself was the epitome of beauty that could topple kingdoms.
"Only by cultivating a tranquil mind and lofty aspirations can one travel far and reach great heights... Only through diligent study can one broaden one's talents and wisdom; only by firmly setting one's goals can one achieve academic success..."
Princess Huaiqing read two lines and was reluctant to leave. She pondered the twenty-odd characters she had read repeatedly and carefully before continuing to read.
This article is profound and well-written. It would be difficult to produce such a masterpiece without ten years of studying the classics and history. It is a wise saying on self-cultivation and lofty aspirations, and it is in no way inferior to the knowledge of the great Confucian scholars in the academy.
Huaiqing seemed to be possessed, muttering to himself, "No, the depth of this article is probably unmatched even by the great Confucian scholars."
Reading this article, it is not difficult to see that southern Jiangsu has lofty ambitions.
Should I personally visit such an outstanding talent and invite him to serve as an official in the court?
Princess Huaiqing walked gracefully to the doorway in her delicate embroidered shoes. Suddenly, she grabbed the door frame with one hand, instantly composed herself, and appeared calm and self-possessed.
"You must not act so rashly. As the eldest princess, I should bestow favors gradually and gradually, and when I exercise authority, I should be strict yet lenient."
"If I were to personally visit this manor and bestow such honors upon this wandering swordsman, even if he agreed to submit, what price would I have to pay to ensure that he would remain single-minded and loyal to me?"
In the end, Princess Huaiqing forcibly suppressed her urge to discuss philosophy with Su Nan, and instead wrote a letter to Wei Yuan, instructing him to first try to recruit Su Nan into the night watchman's office.
The night watchman is a person of high status, and for a wandering knight-errant, this is already a rare blessing.
Starting from this point, I gradually increased this favor, softened Su Nan's heart, and eventually won him over and made him my capable assistant.
After Huaiqing had his maid deliver the letter, he still felt uneasy, so he wrote another letter to Dean Zhao Shou of Yunlu Academy.
After all, Su Nan was not only a highly skilled warrior, but also a learned scholar.
He had a deep friendship with Huaiqing, the night watchman, and Yunlu Academy. Whichever side could successfully attract Su Nan, it would be easier to bring them into his camp.
The people in southern Jiangsu have moved to new homes.
Thanks to Prince Yu's strong support, the moving process went very smoothly. Prince Yu even generously gifted several servants and maids, but this did not conflict with Su Nan's selection of maids.
The maid he personally selected held a position comparable to that of a head butler. She had to be someone he trusted and possess sufficient wisdom. However, given that the existing manpower was already sufficient, one maid was enough for the time being.
Xu Pingzhi was extremely efficient and soon brought five respectable young women in the prime of their lives. They were all between sixteen and seventeen years old, with delicate skin that seemed to be able to be squeezed out of moisture at the slightest touch.
“Su Zhexian, these women all come from scholarly families and were selected according to your orders.”
Su Nan sat calmly in the center of the hall, while five girls lined up respectfully, some of them occasionally stealing glances at Su Nan.
Would you like to be a maid?
"This humble woman is willing."
The five girls gave the same answer, their voices filled with joy. Clearly, even before Su Nan had fallen for them, they had already developed feelings for him.
Su Nan's gaze swept across the group, finally settling on the face of a young girl. She had a delicate oval face, a straight and elegant nose, and a beautiful and three-dimensional appearance that was unforgettable.
As she entered her sixteen or seventeenth year, she became increasingly graceful and elegant, fresh and refined, blooming like a spring flower, full of vitality. Among the crowd, her charm was particularly dazzling, undoubtedly the most outstanding one.
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