After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Shi Ku took the knife and left quietly.

Nan Baoyi turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, drink up the corn juice, let's go home."

"Oh……"

Xiao Yi lazily picked up the corn juice.

Frowning and looking at it for a moment, he drank it expressionlessly.

The corn juice was a bit sticky, and Nan Baoyi couldn't help laughing when he saw that the top of his lips were stained after he finished drinking.

She pointed to her lips: "Second brother, you've got corn juice on here."

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows, bowed his head and leaned in front of her, "Wipe."

Nan Baoyi took out a new handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the corn juice off his lips.

The two are very close.

The young man in front of him has smooth bones and a handsome face, always with a casual expression.

Those red phoenix eyes, hooked inwards and curled outwards, were fixed on her, and the pupils were as dark as the sea.

Her figure was caged in it, like a canary stared at by wild wolves.

Nan Baoyi's wiping movements gradually slowed down.

She gradually realized that the act of wiping her lips for the other party seemed too intimate.

And his eyes were as dark as the deep sea, and she could no longer look at him.

She drooped her eyelashes, her ears started to feel hot, and even her cheeks became hot.

The little hand holding the handkerchief couldn't help shaking.

Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

He held her small hand, and slowly covered her small fist with his big palm, caressing her palm carefully.

He said softly, "Okay, what are you shaking so delicately?"

"Maybe...it's a stroke."

Nan Baoyi stuttered.

"You're young, what kind of wind do you have?"

"Xu Shi, Xu Shi was, was infected by Hong Laojiu..."

Nan Baoyi continued to stutter.

"I didn't know that a stroke can be contagious." Xiao Yi was noncommittal, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Shi Ku returning with a bloody knife in his hand, so he let go of her little hand, "Go home."

Nan Baoyi covered his hot face and followed him hesitantly.

When she was about to walk to the door of Jinyu Mantang, she suddenly said: "Second brother, I haven't got the corn juice I packed yet, you love it so much, you can't let it go. Just wait!"

Xiao Yi: "..."

Can we forget about corn juice for a while?

When we returned to Nanfu, it was almost dusk.

The guests of Songheyuan were all gone, and the red plum trees were covered with crystal white snow, which was picturesque in the twilight.

Xiao Yi walked behind with his sleeves wrapped around, watching Nan Baoyi walk forward with his head poking around.

He said, "What are you doing?"

"Hush!" Nan Baoyi turned his head and made a gesture of silence at him, "I'm afraid Nan Jing will be useless, my father will definitely beat me up, I have to be careful, don't let him find out."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and bumped into Nanguang.

Nan Guang was carrying a stick, apparently waiting here for a long time.

Nan Baoyi raised his heart in his throat, and hurriedly hid behind Xiao Yi, "Second brother, save me!"

Nan Guang was furious: "Daughter! Didn't you go to Jinyu Mantang to give your brother money? Where is the money you gave?! Poor your brother was beaten with a black nose and a swollen face, and he was carried back alive on a stretcher!"

Nan Baoyi poked his head out, "Is he dead?"

"Of course not! The doctor said that he didn't hurt his bones, so he couldn't die!" Nan Guang threw away the stick in pain, and slapped his thigh while crying, "Jiaojiao, he is your brother, how can you, how can you... oh !"

He vomited blood, but he wasn't dead yet...

Nan Baoyi murmured in his heart, and persuaded: "Father, I was stolen halfway, there is nothing I can do about it. Besides, I don't know that the dean of Wanchun Academy eats wine there, and Nan Jing himself Talking about one hundred taels of silver as one thousand taels or two thousand taels of Shuxiu caused the other party’s dissatisfaction. So it’s his own fault when it comes to this matter.”

After she finished speaking, she thought that Nan Guang would scold her a few more words.

But Nan Guang just sat down on the steps.

He covered his face and remained silent for a long time.

Nan Baoyi squatted down in front of him worriedly, and gently pushed him, "Father?"

Nan Guang raised his head, his face was full of old tears.

He wiped his teardrops with the back of his hand, forced a smile and said, "I can't blame Jiaojiao for this matter... It's him who has no luck, it's him who has no luck..."

It's not that he doesn't know that Nan Jing deceived him.

He often hangs around the archway of the restaurant and has met so many rich and powerful children, how could he not know how much Shu Xiu is in Wanchun Academy?

It's just that Jing'er has been very competitive since he was a child, so he has no way to give him a title, so he can only give him more money.

He thought, he didn't have any skills in his life, so he had to train his children to be talented.

It doesn't matter to him to save on food and clothing, but Jing'er needs to eat better and dress better, so as not to lose face.

But……

He got up and tremblingly walked towards the front yard.

Nan Baoyi looked at him.

The cold wind was blowing, and the fine snow accumulated on the flower branches was blown onto his bun, as if it had dyed his hair white, and his back was quite staggering, no longer the arrogant look of the past.

Her father is over forty years old, and he is still refined and elegant.

It's just that today, after all, I feel a little late.

Feeling uncomfortable, she turned to Xiao Yi, "Second brother, I don't want to go back to the house, can I go to your place and have a sit?"

Xiao Yi nodded.

The big study room of Chaowen Academy is still full of ancient books.

Nan Baoyi noticed that Shen Yichao was also there.

He knelt on the woven rush mat and was flipping through the ledger for the case.

Such a thick and complicated account book, he flipped through page after page, without even needing an abacus, he could clearly calculate whether there was any error in the account.

Xiao Yi explained: "He is my money catcher now."

"Money catcher" is a position in the government that is responsible for dealing with private businessmen.

Every year, the Nanyue court will allocate a lump sum of money to the local yamen, and the chief of the yamen uses this money to solve the food problem of the officials.

But the general yamen will not directly take the money to eat and drink, but hand it over to the money catchers, so that they can use the money to invest and do business in the private sector.

If the money catcher is capable and the business is profitable, then the yamen can eat and drink well all year long, and be happy and unrestrained.

If the money catcher is incapable and loses money in business, then the yamen officials will have to tighten their belts this year.

There are even some unreliable money catchers who lose all their capital, so the government office will have nothing to eat for a whole year.

Nan Baoyi tilted his head.

Curious, she knelt down behind Shen Yichao and watched him turn over the bill.

Since its appearance, this guy has put on an expression of "I look down on you", as if he doesn't eat the flames of the world. I didn't expect that he would also look at the accounts and do business, helping the powerful ministers get money.

Jiang Suihan sat across from him peeling oranges, and said with a smile: "We, Mr. Shen, looked at the sky on New Year's Eve night, and said that Brother Xiao is a hidden dragon in the abyss, and sooner or later he will rise to the sky, so he is willing to be his staff."

Nan Baoyi nodded.

Shen Yichao's calculations are not bad, the powerful minister really wants to go straight to the sky.

This guy looked lonely and arrogant, but he didn't expect to have two brushes.

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"Money catcher" is the system of the Tang Dynasty