Chapter 277 Recruitment
A month ago, Cai Siyi found him and cried to him about how difficult it was for her sister Sijing to marry into the Prince of Liang's Mansion. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
At the beginning, Sijing and he...
If it weren’t for Prince Liang, how could he and Sijing be separated!
Since they were together, why didn't Prince Liang cherish her and let Sijing die at such a young age?
Now he's looking for a male concubine to take his position as princess. Isn't this humiliating her? Is this worthy of her soul in heaven?
He came secretly this time and left half of the twenty taels of silver he had saved to his sister, and brought the other half with him.
The journey here cost 150 coins for the bus and 400 coins for the meal.
He has to save the remaining money, after all, he doesn't know how long he will be here.
I just heard from the aunt that prices here have also gone up, and he will go to rent a house tomorrow.
He didn't know how long it would take to meet King Liang, so he had to prepare for the long haul.
Zhao Yimu sat on the bed blankly thinking about everything that had happened over the years, feeling empty inside.
After a quick wash, he went to bed early. Tomorrow he would go to the street to see if he could rent a house.
The next morning, Zhao Yimu got up early. After breakfast, he asked the innkeeper about the location of the palace and prepared to try his luck.
The shopkeeper looked at him and asked, "Sir, are you also going to the palace to recommend yourself?"
Zhao Yimu was confused by the question, "Self-recommendation, what does that mean?"
"Sir, don't you know? I heard that the palace is looking for a teacher, and many people are going there every day."
"Recruiting a teacher?" He asked excitedly, "Are you teaching His Highness the Crown Prince?"
This is Sijing's son, he wants to go!
Seeing how excited he was, the shopkeeper thought he was another man who wanted to get rich.
After glancing at him, he said, "Sir, we don't know the details."
"Thank you for letting me know, shopkeeper!"
He thought he could give it a try and hurried to the place the shopkeeper said.
Xie Shuangbai has been very troubled recently.
As his kindergarten became famous, many generals asked Rongye to allow their children to study there.
There are more and more children in the yard now, and Si Yuzhu and her family are too busy to handle them all.
He planned to recruit some people, including a few teachers, to be responsible for the transition from kindergarten to primary school so that the children would not fall behind in school.
After all, what Si Yuzhu said made sense. They did not graduate from regular private schools.
In order to prevent the children from becoming too unsociable in the future, it is still necessary to recruit teachers who graduated from regular private schools.
I just don’t know who spread the news. Now people come to ask about it every day, which makes him very annoyed.
When Zhao Yimu arrived at the palace, he saw a lot of soldiers standing there.
He frowned, his face full of disappointment. He was still too late. Now it was difficult to even get close, let alone enter the door.
Suddenly, a pair of hands clapped up, "Brother, are you here to apply for the position of teacher?"
Zhao Yimu turned around and saw a man in a green shirt.
"Brother too?"
The man in green sighed and said, "I've been waiting in line for a long time and haven't found a chance to get in. I think you should stop waiting and find another way!"
He saw that there were more than a dozen people standing behind the man in green, all of whom wanted to come to the palace to be teachers.
Zhao Yimu suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
"Why don't we come back at 3 p.m. and try our luck at the corner gate."
One of them nodded: "That's good. If I meet a gentleman who likes me, maybe there will be an opportunity."
After listening to their plan, Zhao Yimu also thought that they could give it a try, but it was still early.
Otherwise, go to the streets to find out the news.
He bowed to everyone and said, "Brothers, I'll go first!"
Everyone looked at Zhao Yimu's figure and shook their heads: "You have no patience at all, and you still want to enter the palace!"
Zhao Yimu was not familiar with Fencheng and was strolling on the street with the crowd.
Fencheng is a bit shabby overall, and the clothes are darker than Yangcheng.
There are not as many people on the streets as in Yangcheng, and only near the bustling streets do there appear to be more people.
He unknowingly walked to Yongshun Street.
Seeing a lot of people queuing in front of a shop, he joined the queue out of curiosity.
As soon as I stood still, I heard a big brother in front of me say:
"The mutton soup here is incredible, you can't get it anywhere else!"
"Who said that? There's an identical place opened in the border trade zone, even the soup tastes the same!"
Another man inquired, "I heard there's a military dependents' area over there, and it's only for military dependents to live there. Is that true?"
They can go to the border trade zone, but ordinary people like them cannot enter the military dependents area.
A man said proudly:
"How could this be false? My cousin's son's cousin from the same hometown works as a cook there.
He said it was a great place inside, with a dessert shop, a ramen shop, and a vegetable shop.
What’s even more amazing is that there are many fruits for sale inside that you have never seen outside. In short, it is not something that ordinary people like us can enter!
It is said that they were all opened by the famous Youranju in Rongcheng."
Another man rolled his eyes at him and said, "Look above your head, this one also belongs to Youranju!"
Everyone suddenly realized that Youranju was so powerful!
"What's the origin of Youranju? It's not surprising that it's opened in Rongcheng, Fencheng, but it's unusual to open it in a military district."
A big Han god said mysteriously: "I heard it is the princess's property."
"Nonsense, didn't the princess die a long time ago?"
"You don't understand. What man isn't lustful? It's said that this princess is as beautiful as a fairy!"
"The prince has been stationed at the border for many years and has been dedicated to the people. So what if he has a wife? Even a widower in the village can marry, let alone the prince!"
The man whispered, "What's even stranger is that the princess is a man!"
"What! It's a man!"
The other man quickly covered his mouth and looked around: "Don't you have any sense? Don't slander the prince!"
"Hey, what am I slandering? This is the truth. Just wait and see. It will prove what I said is true!"
A few people started arguing about this topic, and just then the waiter shouted, "Everyone, come in, there's room inside!"
Zhao Yimu also heard it. He didn’t expect that this male princess was so powerful. Was he the one who opened this store?
He was thinking about something and didn't look at the road, so he bumped into someone.
"Don't you have eyes? You can't see such a big person, and you even stained our young master's clothes!"
The person who spoke was Xiao Cui.
Xiao Menghua had heard that there was a shop in Fencheng that served delicious food, so she changed into men's clothes and sneaked out today.
I didn't expect that my clothes would be soiled before I even had dinner.
Zhao Yimu quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, brother, how about I clean it for you?"
Seeing how shabby he was dressed, Xiao Cui angrily said, "Who told you to wash this? Do you know how expensive this piece of clothing is?"
Xiao Menghua waved his hand: "Forget it, it's also my fault that I didn't see the road clearly."
Seeing the young lady say this, Xiao Cui didn't know what to say. She stared at Zhao Yimu and rolled her eyes.
Zhao Yimu saw that the young man in front of him was very friendly, so he wanted to try to get close to him and ask about the palace.
"Are you from Fencheng? This is my first time here. Do you have any recommendations?"
Xiao Cui felt that this man had bad intentions and looked at him warily: "Can't you read the picture on the wall?"
Xiao Cui thought he was illiterate, but fortunately, Youranju would provide pictures, so it didn't matter if he couldn't read.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
