Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 6

5 (Slight change to a sentence)

"It's not a fool, who eats Fengming watermelon"

When the young man swaggered into the door, the boys were all relieved to send away the living Hades, and gathered around talking nonsense, "Is that why we call him over?"

"Madam said, this birthday party is not allowed to make mistakes, if something happens, you must stop it..."

"Don't I know how big this is?!" After the boy had gone a long way, Triangle Eyes opened his mouth angrily, "If you want to stop, why didn't anyone stop you just now?"" He was even more angry. Treat the paper like a young man, tear it in half, and throw it away as waste paper.

There are countries in later generations who would rather cede half the country than find half a word of "Su Xiangtie", and now there are four;

Forbearance was calm for a while, and the triangular eyes became more and more angry, seeing that the "ghost painting talisman" left by the boy fell into the water and was completely reduced to pure waste paper, and the other four characters were half lost by the stream.

Everyone fell into a strange silence, and after a long time someone stammered and said, "Then, do you want to turn yourself in to the green-clothed tiger?"

"What the hell, we can't handle it, there is always someone who can handle that brat," Triangular Eyes covered his left cheek, showing resentment, "This matter is too deep, if you don't say it, I don't say it, who will know then? Could it be that you told me that the green-clothed tiger was peeping in the dark..."

The servant under his command winked, and the triangular eyes angrily said, "Why, you guys are going against the sky, you want to laugh at me?!"

In the eerie silence, a young man laughed loudly from behind, "You are so popular."

Looking back with triangular eyes, the eye-catching sky-blue clothes, with Jiangnan smoke and water patterns on the upper sleeves, are very cosy and comfortable, and the tiger head black card is rattling on the waist.

He was leaning against the red pillar in the corridor, holding a fan inlaid with golden thread with his slender fingers.A wisp of black hair is left casually between the temples, and a pair of narrow and long eyebrows are naturally raised, as if smiling at a girl.

The Tiger in Tsing Yi really doesn't talk about it, and it's there when it's said.

He shook his head in pity, squatted down and gently opened the trousers with triangle eyes with a golden hazel fan, and glanced at the bandy legs that were bleeding profusely inside.

"Poor, really pitiful."

Seeing the big worm in blue showing pity, the triangular eyes were full of tears.

"Master Cheng!" The triangular eyes knelt down with the support of the servants, and they all kowtowed like garlic, "I beg Master Qingtian to open his eyes! I beg Master Cheng to make the decision for us!"

"Naturally, naturally," the man in Tsing Yi reassured, "You don't need to tell me, I want to settle the score with him, but—"

Before Triangle Eyes could be overjoyed, the next sentence from the green-clothed tiger made him feel as though he had fallen into an ice cave.

Dachen's cruel officials are all sick, Cheng Dalang's smiling eyes coincided strangely with the boy just now, and his palm was pressed on the knee of his right leg with a triangle eye——

"crack"

"Come on, friend. Can you tell me now how deep is the water in your mouth?"

His cheeks were strangely red with excitement at this moment, and the corners of his lips were also smiling excitedly at the moment, and the fireworks in his sleeve were ignited and pierced the sky.

The Tsing Yi worm hates three things the most in his life: liars, ungrateful, unfaithful and unfilial.

The Su family occupies all three, and he never wants to seize the Su family's handle and beat these disgusting things to hell and eat their flesh and blood.

It doesn't matter what the reason is, as long as you dare to reveal the wrong things with thin hairs, the Department of Punishment can mess around and magnify it countless times to make people die. In the past, the big worm in Tsing Yi despised the Department of Punishment like an eagle mane, and now he is a member of the eagle mane However, it is necessary to join forces and avenge private revenge once.

"That, that," the triangular-eyed eyes showed fear, and suddenly glanced at the direction behind Cheng Dalang, tremblingly said, "You, there is a little girl behind you."

There is no sound in the wild, only dragonflies resting on the lotus.

Cheng Dalang began to think about whether he was so kind recently, why he was cheated twice on the same day with the same reason.

"Liar, lie, are you lying all the time?" So his complexion changed suddenly, and he slapped the side of the face with unswollen triangular eyes furiously, "Why, everyone in your Su family loves to lie, when I am A fool is still a wronged species, is it really fun to lie to me, an honest person?!"

Everyone was silent like cicadas, choosing to watch their noses and noses and their hearts, and shut up.

The voice just fell.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The familiar soft and waxy child's voice frightened Cheng Dalang.

The pair of "brothers, brothers and sisters" were so perverted that the triangular eyes were so wronged that they were so wronged that they were tearful. The pair of triangular eyes were full of tears, and I still vomited.

A dog that bites doesn't bark. Although he buys and sells children and abuses the eldest and young masters, it's a gamble, but he is an honest person who doesn't lie.

In order to protect his sister's mental health, Cheng Dalang resolutely pressed the pig's head with triangular eyes into the dust before turning back.

The man in Tsing Yi straightened his collar, and disregarded his relationship with kindness, "Little sister, brother has nothing to do with this ugly and disgusting big pig's head and half a copper coin. You must not see him looking pitiful and being deceived now..."

"Is that kid really that stupid?"

"I have been teaching for many years, and I have never seen such a rotten wood that is difficult to carve." The sour man in the robe twisted his beard and sighed.

"The child of an ordinary family is enlightened at the age of five, and the eldest princess Renshan and Master Su love her so much that she specially sends the child to the school when she is less than three years old."

"Three childbirth exams, one failed." Suanru counted with his fingers one by one, "Mr. Li, Mr. Yi, Mr. Lian, counting the old man whose surname is Chi, the four gentlemen will teach each other—"

"Never want to teach three things."

Some people snickered, some expressed emotion, and the old farmer who asked Mr. Chi frowned even more.

The old farmer's linen gown is clear and dark, which is incompatible with the luxury and elegance of the literati around him. The calloused palms are still scented with rice and flowers in the mud, but there are still many people who are willing to surround him.

The elder of the three dynasties and the emperor's Taifu, he had a unique insight when he was in office, and he promoted countless capable people.At present, most of the courtiers are indebted to this human bole. If he thinks about re-entering the officialdom, it will not be difficult for him to ascend to the throne.

However, Mr. Fan, the patriarch of the three dynasties and the emperor's Taifu, is old and doesn't love the ten thousand gold peonies in the capital, but only loves the ten thousand gold rice flowers in the south of the Yangtze River.Ascending to the throne today, he does not seek icing on the cake, he would rather resign and live in seclusion in the mountains as an idle old farmer to farm.

Such a farmer who can't be hired by anyone can go to the birthday party of a nine-year-old child.

The Su Mansion is bustling with guests today, half of the officials are because of the power of the eldest princess, and the remaining half of the literati are to see the demeanor of the country's pillars that have promoted countless talents in the past.

Confucians who were supposed to be highly sought after on various occasions felt uncomfortable, and always felt that they were being left out in the cold - after all, this occasion can also be called a "bragging conference", and now it has become Mr. Fan's speech.

While talking and talking, Su Lan got involved.If Mr. Fan dared to ask, others would answer them thoughtfully.

Mr. Fan repeated in a low voice, "After teaching for six years, I couldn't pass the child's test..." His eyes were a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what the big deal was. There are many scholars who have passed the child birth examination at the age of 30."

I have only been away from Beijing for ten years, not a hundred years-is the capital like this now?Everyone is a child prodigy?

"The old man's words are wrong!" A scholar beside him hated iron and steel, "Who are those country people, and who is the gentleman who taught them?"

"Three-year-old is young, nine-year-old is old," someone next to him said kindly, "Both generations of Su's father and son are children who are less than nine years old. They are the top of the children's test list. His first three gentlemen have studied the test questions for a long time. There are countless champions taught, and there is no student who is not a Juren."

There was a sour taste in what he said, "If I could study under any of these gentlemen, I wouldn't stop at Juren now."

There is always a kind of person in this world who is extremely caring and likes to "empathize". When he sees that others have such good conditions but fail to meet the "supposed standards", they will "grit their teeth" and hate if they are the "others" do better.

It's like "Your parents are both learned and talented school teachers, but why did the child born have a shit in reading?"

The more idiots sympathized with the poor Su family, Father Su felt a little annoyed when he heard that, and sighed, "Old Mr. Fan didn't know he had been away from Beijing for ten years, but that child in my family really gave me and my wife a headache. It's fine if they are stupid, but they don't know how to make progress." ... don't mention it."

As usual, the crowd comforted for a while, the Eldest Princess held Father Su's shoulders tenderly and considerately, and the topic of the crowd turned to the second youngest of the Su family, guessing how old the six-year-old child who ranked first in the Chengtong Entrance Examination would be able to be the No. [-] scholar.

After a long pause, Mr. Fan raised his head and said, "In that case, I want to teach him."

His mind just went blank from the shock of "the capital is going to die", and he couldn't hear what this group of people said afterwards.

The hall was silent, and Mr. Fan suspected that he was not qualified—that is, the capital has already become a child prodigy, and he is not worthy.

But he only wanted to teach an ordinary "idiot" to be an apprentice, why now it seems that there is a risk of misleading his disciples?

"I am a Jinshi in Tai'an for 37 years, and the only Sanyuan Jidi in Chen Kingdom so far," when the old man said this, there was no arrogance and arrogance on his face, but he was a little worried about gains and losses.

"Well, I became the prime minister when I was in my 60s, and I was lucky enough to write a few bad books that became textbooks for students all over the country. There were only a few hundred young people in my position... Your grandfather and father once gave me a hand when I was down. The grace of rice.

If you feel that my old face still has some weight, you may wish to consider sending that child to me as a student, and I will definitely teach it carefully. "

Father Su nodded reservedly, "That child is quite naughty, I'm afraid..."

The stupid child of the benefactor's family is not only ignorant of progress, but also very naughty.

Mr. Fan was deep in thought, and interrupted with a wave of his sleeve, "Reading is to teach people how to be polite, honest and shameful. A naughty son needs to be guided by a master to get on the right track."

The eldest princess over there heard the report from the servants, covered her face with a fan, and ordered in a low voice, "Don't worry about that brat, and don't worry about running away from Cheng Dalang over the wall. The most urgent thing now is to call Yun'er over quickly."

Suddenly, there was a shrill scream from the back door of the front hall, Su's father turned his head and asked, "What's that sound?"

"Maybe a mouse accidentally slipped through the door and was caught by a stray cat."

Not long after this topic was changed with a smile, the "rat" screamed again at the back door.

The two sounds are not like human voices, but they are both extremely stern, enough to hear how miserable it is being tortured and killed by wild cats, and the hairs of everyone who listens will stand on end.

Su's father called his servants to chase the cat away, and with a few words to smooth things over, the atmosphere in the audience was active again, but it was far less comfortable than before.

Fireworks are set off outside in broad daylight, which is not obvious.If Su's father read the almanac, he would know that it would be difficult to hold a banquet today.

The "wild cats" had just been chased away at the back door, and soon there were loud noises from the front door, and the sounds of quarrels and fights gradually approached.

Su's father strode out, pushed the door open, and saw soldiers in black armour, led by a man in green, coming to the front hall majestically.

"Brother Cheng Xian, what are you doing?"

Su's father worshiped Cheng Dalang's biological father as his teacher when he was young, so the phrase "virtuous brother" is also called.Everyone at the banquet was unclear, so they waited for Cheng Dalang's answer.

When Cheng Dalang folded his fan, he casually smashed the Fengming watermelon on the table, which is hard to buy with a lot of money - it is light-colored and raw.

His gaze was obviously not here, and he smiled contemptuously, "Master Su, someone reported you for corruption and bribery, I'm afraid you have to go with me."

Cheng Dalang immediately kicked over the table and chairs in front of him with a cold face, and waved his hand, "Claw away! Claw everyone away!"

Behind him, armored soldiers in black swarmed in, like wolves, tigers and leopards pounced on the flock of sheep, their eyes glowing green.

Decades have passed since Zhong Yiyao, the former Minister of Punishment and now the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, copied the bloody scene of the family and wiped out the family. Many people have forgotten the bloody scene of hell.

Burning, looting and smashing, leaving only a stitch and a thread.

Bandits and villains came to the door, and the sour and refined scholars who used to claim to be good at etiquette, justice and shame ran away with their heads in their hands, screaming faintly, for fear of being affected by themselves.

Mr. Fan had no wife and no children, and he was not afraid of the mad dogs of the Punishment Department who would scramble and bite people, so he took a small bench and sat obediently in his small corner.

The fine nectar and jade liquid were scattered all over the table, the jade plates and delicacies were all over the floor, and the broken porcelain was suddenly broken. After seeing it, the old man was filled with emotion.

A waste of food is struck by lightning.

After entering the door with the Yuquan pen upside down, a mouthful of hot food and good food was eaten, but now it is all dedicated to the land master.Only the Fengming watermelon shell that Cheng Dalang split with a fan just now fell to the ground, and it was still usable after blowing on it.

Since resigning from office and returning home as an old farmer, he himself knows that farming is not easy, and watermelon seedlings are even more delicate and difficult to raise.Therefore, he is not afraid of others saying that he is vulgar, so he picks it up and eats it.

The sky and the earth are big, and the dry rice is the biggest.

Thinking the same as him, there was also a thin young man, one old and one young, squatting in the corner like two innocent people, eating melons gracefully.

Mr. Fan saw that the young man was expressionless and showed no timidity. He thought to himself that he looked old when he was young, and he didn't know which kind of child this was.

Su Lan had never seen Mr. Fan haunted by ghosts before his death, so he could only assume the murderous appearance of his nemesis Zhong Yiyao, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment.In addition, the old gentleman was sitting in a corner, so he was subconsciously substituted into the ranks of beggars and commoners who were brought in at today's banquet to celebrate happiness.

The simple and honest old farmer had never seen the big world, so he was so hungry that he was so stupid that he picked up the half-cooked Fengming watermelon and gnawed it in a daze.

Just like Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden, even if the things fell into dust, she would quietly pick them up and carry them back to taste what it was like.

The Fengming watermelon, which is popular in the capital, is just because the flesh is bluish white and looks good. The dog emperor said that the raw melon eggs are also elegant and gave it the name.

Su Lan doesn't even want it for free - the watermelon is neither ripe nor sweet, who cares whether it is called Fengming or Huxiao.

But can he blame others for making jokes?

No.

During her lifetime, Su Lan was also a monkey bather and was crowned a common person. In the past, she made a lot of jokes because of her vulgar behavior. Many "good friends" were "full of goodwill" and taught Su Lan what elegance is by doing the right moves.

How many times can ordinary people eat raw melon eggs worth ten thousand dollars in a lifetime?Why bother to embarrass the old man's self-esteem.The old farmer has never seen the world stealing watermelon from the ground, Su Lan eats it together, it will never embarrass the old farmer alone.

Anyway, the Department of Punishment ransacked the house and ransacked it. Who could pay attention to the majestic and transparent young master of the Su family sitting in a corner and eating melons.

The sour and bitter feeling filled the tip of the tongue, Su Lan's expression was stiff, and she was cursing in her heart, she is not a fool, whoever has nothing to suffer will spend ten thousand gold to eat Fengming watermelon.

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