Chapter 37 bullying? Original farce

Although Yihe Street, where Shumei Building is located, is also located on the bank of the Liuguang River, it is a long distance from Yihong Street, which is full of brothels. However, because this is still afternoon, it is not a night when dboys are frequently active. Compared with Yihong Street, Yihe Street is much more lively.

It was full of people coming and going, but the scenery still saw a man coming down from the carriage at the entrance of the street.

The man was dressed in a sky-blue brocade robe, embroidered with orchid dark lines, white jade brocade belt wrapped around his waist, and only hung a jasper flower pendant. He stood tall and stood quietly in the prosperity.

is still not tied into a bun, and the black hair is tall by a bunch of green brocade. There is no pearl crown, and there is no purple and gold hairpin. However, the corners of the lips smile and the eyes are looking forward slowly. The temperament of the natural noble and the eyebrows containing the beauty of the landscape have attracted the eyes of many people.

Even the brilliant Jinyang, shining on his clothes, has become a foil.

In the sight of the scenery, only he slowly approached for a moment.

Yu Yu, the son of the king of Chu, why did he come here?

"Don't poke your body out too conspicuously and be seen by them carefully." There was a soft reminder in my ear.

Only then did Ye Jing notice the "they" standing side by side with Yu Yu.

A young man dressed in a pine-green round-neck arrow-sleeved robe, long arms and magnificent, is Jia Wenxiang, the uncle of the beautiful future, and the other is a white-faced scribe dressed in a gray rat-colored sleeve shirt, but the staff of the National Government with unknown and entangled hatred with Mother Song, Xi Xixi Li in the future. Jihe.

What's going on with this trio?

I was puzzled, but when I saw the long street below, it suddenly happened**.

A group of strong men dressed in brown linen clothes with thick waist and iron arms shouted while gushing out of the west alley, chasing a thin girl who staggered, her hair, with tears on her face and a piece of mud.

The crowd on the street subconsciously avoided the side of the road.

That group of men are villains at first glance. If they are not high-door slaves, they must be market hooligans who make profits from lending, and ordinary people can't afford to provoke them.

Yijing's heart tightened, and she was worried that these people had ulterior motives.

No one else, because Yu is present, and there is indeed a bad heart hidden around him, who is scheming for the throne.

When you see the girl rushing straight to the son-

Jing exclaimed in a low voice, completely forgetting her aunt's reminder, and couldn't help leaning out half of her body.

"Don't be impatient." Su Lian grabbed her overreacting niece.

At the same time, Yijing also saw the plainclothes bodyguard beside Yu Yu. He stepped forward and pressed his hand on the long sword on his waist. More than ten people who were scattered around him quietly surrounded Yu Yu. Obviously, it was the secret guard of the son of the world.

Yu Yu raised his arm and shook it gently.

Obviously, it is also a little restless.

Yi Jing just breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the girl--

But he knelt down on his knees and pulled Jia Wenxiang's clothes.

Looking at the girl carefully, beautiful scenery actually found that she was a little familiar and thought about it a little. The beautiful scene suddenly smiled and looked at Su Lian, who was leisurely and sitting on the wall.

That girl is obviously the maidservant beside Du Yuniang in Qianrao Pavilion.

It was not until then that Yijing understood what the little aunt muttered "Today is a coincidence" meant. Of course, at the same time, she also understood why the little aunt dismissed herself and talked privately with Du Yuniang. She thought that she was going to perform such a difficult scene of a difficult lady to ask for help on the street.

The little aunt is going to test whether her future uncle has a chivalrous heart and whether she will fight injustice.

When he figured this out, Yijing had no worries at all. He closed his body and watched the play with great interest.

But I saw the girl crying pitifully, "Lang Jun, save me." Looking back, he saw the group of villains rushing up, exclaimed, simply stood up, walked around Jia Wenxiang, and grasped the savior's arm tightly.

Jia Wenxiang didn't know if he was not used to being so close to women. He frowned slightly, but did not hesitate and coldly forced the men with round arms and thick waist.

"If you are interested, get out of the way. Don't mind your own business." The leading villain looked at the three people in front of him and saw that two of them were well dressed and behaved, and did not dare to be too presumptuous. They only said rudely, "This maidservant borrowed my son's money and delayed to repay it. She deserved the debt."

The woman then let go of Jia Wenxiang and waved her hand repeatedly: "Lang Jun, don't listen to their nonsense. I'm a good woman, and I don't borrow anyone's money, let alone his son. It's clear that they want to force Liang to be a slave!" After saying that, he covered his face and cried, and then crawled and begged, trying to win the help of the nobles.

The people who watched from afar sighed for a while and naturally sympathized with the poor woman. Some people pointed out and whispered, but they did not dare to come forward.

The villains took another step closer: "It's obviously this bitch's sophistry. Lang Jun can't listen to partial belief. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please make it convenient." After saying that, he had to rush up to catch the girl.

There were exclamations around, and for a moment, everyone's eyes focused on Jia Wenxiang.

"Wait!" Under everyone's expectation, Jia Wenxiang finally made a sound and blocked his arm: "You said that this woman owes money, but there is a certificate."

The leading villain was slightly stunned and stared fiercely: "Lang Jun, do you want to mind your own business?"

"At the feet of the emperor, if you let you do whatever you want and bully the weak, I will be a court official in vain." Jia Wenxiang was not afraid. Even if he responded to the evil spirit of the villain: "According to Dalong's law, whenever there is a private debt dispute, when the borrower is unable to repay, the creditor can sue the government office, or pay off the debt with assets, or repay it with a personal deed. There must be a debt written by both parties as evidence; and there is a strict prohibition, and it cannot be privately. Recovery, if you insist that this woman owes debt to your family, then you can sue the official. Do you dare to go to the government office and face this woman in court?

It was courteous and well-founded, which suddenly aroused the uneven echo of the onlookers. Some people gave high-fives, and some people claimed that it was.

As soon as the group of villains heard that the people in front of them claimed to be court officials, their arrogance subsided a little. In addition, when they heard Jia Wenxiang's opening, they led to the law of Dalong. Obviously, they were not bullied people and unconsciously retreated a few steps.

The leader was quite helpless. He stared at the girl fiercely and waved his hand reluctantly: "It's okay today, but you can't avoid the fifteenth day of the first lunar new year. If you can't leave the monk, you can't go to the temple. Our account will be calculated another day." He shouted "go" and fled with people.

There was a burst of applause around.

The matter has come to an end.

At this time, the girl had wiped her tears with her sleeves and slightly raised a face washed by tears.

The onlookers actually found that this embarrassed woman was as beautiful and charming, and I felt sorry for her.

The girl got up, came to Jia Wenxiang in the groans of the crowd, and worshipped steadily again.

"The kindness of Lang Jun, the people's women remember it in their hearts, and the people's women are humble and have nothing to repay, so they have to promise each other with their bodies..."

The crowd that had been ready to disperse gathered again, their eyes widened, and many envious eyes focused on Jia Wenxiang again.

Yingjing also stared... It turned out that the little aunt's test did not end there...

However, she saw the corners of Yu's lips, which had been watching coldly, and looked around thoughtfully.

A hasty encounter with her sight.

Yi Jing was shocked and subconsciously hid behind the Xuan window.

It was not easy to calm down the panic in my heart, and then secretly looked at it again, but I saw that Yu Yu had withdrawn his eyes and only stared at the girl who wanted to marry.

And Jia Wenxiang smiled and looked at the girl.

"Gest with your body." It seems to mutter to itself.

"The people's women are humble, and they dare not expect Lang Junming's media to marry, but they want to be slaves and wait next to Lang Jun." The girl seemed to be shy and whispered.

Many of the onlookers sighed.

The woman is beautiful and Lang Jun is kind-hearted. She was originally a good match. Unfortunately, the two have great disparity in status, but the woman is willing to be a maidservant, and Lang Jun will not refuse. Many people regret that why didn't they draw a knife to help just now?

Jia Wenxiang smiled, but shook his head: "It doesn't need to be like this. It's just a hand for me. You don't have to care."

Someone actually refused the beauty's promise!

Onlookers are surprised!

And Su Lian only had a satisfied smile at this time.

"Lang Jun! Lang Jun, stay!"

Seeing that Jia Wenxiang was about to leave, the girl was at a loss and forgot something shy and implicit, and pulled Jia Wenxiang's clothes.

Jia Wenxiang frowned, and when he looked at the girl's eyes, he was already very impatient.

"I hope you have mercy on you. Those wicked people just now will not let go of the people and women. They are determined to force the good to be slaves! Please save people to the end..." The girl repeatedly pleaded, "Just give the people a place to live."

Unexpectedly, he ignored it and pestered this noble son.

Someone saw something wrong among the onlookers and looked at the girl with some contempt.

Jia Wenxiang gently pulled his clothes and took back from the girl's hands: "You are the people of Dalong, and you have the protection of Dalong's law. If there is danger, you should seek shelter from the government government. Besides... Since you are not afraid of being a slave, why are you willing to be my slave?"

It is clear that I have an insight into the girl's calculation and put it bluntly.

The onlookers laughed and dispersed, and no one sympathized with the girl.

It is hateful to bully the weak, but it is really shameful to repay kindness, seek wealth, bully people, and try to cling on.

Jia Wenxiang shook his head, holding Yu Yu in one hand and Li Jihe in the other, and went straight into Shumei Building without looking at the woman.

Yes, they entered the Shumei Building.

Yijing was very surprised. At this time, he heard his aunt say, "He is still a man and a sensible person."

Thinking about it, the scenery is completely clear.

Presumably, the little aunt has put an eyeliner around her future uncle and has the intention to test the virtue of the future uncle. Whether she is righteous or not, whether she feels too much pity for the beauty and is easily fooled. She happened to take her to the brothel today to open her eyes. Therefore, when she learned that her uncle will be Shumeilou in the future, she bought Du Yuniang.

Du Yuniang doesn't seem to be as simple as an ordinary prostitute!

As soon as the scene moved, she asked Su Lian, "Little auntie, those villains are also from Qianrao Pavilion?"

Su Lian was greatly surprised: "Can you see it?"

"The woman just now is clearly the maidservant beside Du Yuniang." Ying asked again, "Who is this Du Yuniang and how can she do something for you?"

Su Lian moved his lips and heard the footsteps on the wooden ladder and waved his hand to the scenery: "Let's talk about it later. Don't make a sound."

Yijing was stunned and heard the shopkeeper's attentive voice: "A few gentlemen, please."

However, Yu and his party were led to the box next to them.

This... It seems that the little aunt wants to have an all-round understanding of her future uncle.

Naturally, beautiful scenery and Su Lian did not know. When Yu Yu passed the double folding door of their box, he looked at it gently, as if smiling, clearly thinking, but without mentioning a word.

In this room, Aunt Su Lian looked at each other and kept silent. She drank tea and listened to the movements separated by a screen.

Over there, three men sat down with each other and ordered a pot of tea before Ming and some refreshments.

The conversation between the three people did not involve any of the earlier disturbance, as if the woman who wanted to make a promise did not appear at all.

"Ji and brother, you are too boring. Since you have come to Jinyangjing, why don't you contact Yudi? If I hadn't heard the son of the world, I wouldn't know you would have come thousands of miles." Jia Wenxiang said with a smile. Although there seemed to be complaints in his words, he looked very happy.

He was once a student of Songhe Academy in Ninghai. Although he was not as lucky as Li Ji and was personally taught by Nanru Ding Changsu, they were indeed classmates.

"I wanted to settle down completely and then visit my old friend." Li Jihe felt a little sorry and bowed to apologize.

Yu Yu smiled and said, "I heard the prince of Wei mention that there was a proud disciple of Ding Hongru in the Duke's mansion, and he admired him. Thinking that Wen Xiang might know him, he was a middle man and invited him to meet him. I hope you don't blame him for being abrupt."

Li Jihe was immediately flattered: "The son of the world's words are heavy. If the son of the world does not give up, just call for peace."

Jia Wenxiang said again, "Someone has been away from Ninghai for many years and often misses his teacher. I don't know if he is healthy as usual."

"Although Mr. has passed the war years, he is very healthy. He can get up early and punch a set of long punches in the yard."

"It's so good." Wenxiang smiled and asked, "I seemed to have heard earlier that the teacher had handed over the college to his brother to take care of, but somehow he came to Jinyang?"

"It's just to help my brother deal with some college chores. How can he take care of the college?" Li Ji and modestly said that his brother was referring to the eldest son of the teacher: "I'm not talented. After begging you for several years, I got a letter of recommendation and went to the Duke of Wei as a staff."

Jia Wen was slightly puzzled when he heard the words.

Southern Confucian Dingchang lives in the world, and the children of the clan are more outstanding. This year, it is 83. As early as decades ago, Ding Changsu no longer taught his students in person, but he had blue eyes on Li Jihe.

If it hadn't been for Li Jihe's extraordinary, a generation of great scholars would not have personally guide academics. However, the strange thing is that although Ding Changsu treated Li Ji and ordinary people, he did not want to recommend him to the official, so that Li Jihe was over 20 years old and still white.

So all the students believed that the teacher wanted to keep Li Ji and inherit the mantle.

But why did Li Ji and become an official suddenly after many years?

Although Jia Wenxiang was puzzled, he only thought that his classmate had something difficult to say, and it was not easy to ask in detail.

Yu Yu said, "Ji and his teacher are famous. If you want to become an official, you don't have to be so involved. Why did you go to the Duke of Wei and live as a staff member?"

Since the abolition of the system, only the East Palace and the prince can choose their own officials, and the rest of the courtiers do not have the right to choose their own subordinate officials. Therefore, if they want to become officials, they can only rely on the recommendation of the master and have the opportunity after being assessed by the Ministry of Officials. Some poor students, who have no family background and are not recommended by famous teachers, will choose to take the tortuous journey of becoming an official. However, like Li Jihe, he is a personal disciple of Ding Changsu, a Southern Confucian. There is no need to take such a tortuous road. As long as a letter of recommendation, Duke Wei will inevitably recommend talents to the court or turn to the prince. The mansion can also be directly an official. Although the highest official of the royal family is only five-grade long history, if you get the prince's trust, you will eventually be selected into the six departments or the center.

In a word, scholars like Li Jihe don't have to bend down to their staff no matter which way they go.

Li Ji and Qian smiled and seemed to understand the world's doubts: "Although a teacher is famous, he only relies on his teacher's favor. Although he is talented and does not dare to be arrogant. Whether he can become an official depends on his future fortune. The reason why he worships the Duke of the State of Wei is because he admires the Duke of Wei and is willing to do his best."

What he means is that he has no intention of being an official. The reason why he is willing to be a staff member is that the Duke of Wei is invincible and attracts him to invest thousands of miles away.

Yu Yu smiled lightly and didn't ask again, but seemed to think about it.

Jia Wenxiang believed Li Jihe's words: "The Duke of Wei is loyal and chivalrous. Although the staff in his house are from a poor family, many of them have the opportunity to enter the office. For example, Lin Zong, who used to be the staff of the Duke of Wei, is not in charge of the household department, although it is just Seven grades, but it is an important position deeply trusted by the Holy One. The prince may not know my senior brother, but I understand him. With his ambition, he must want to enter the official position on his own. He does not want to rely only on the name of his mentor. In other words, only the Duke of Wei has such a mind and ability. It is also wise for the senior brother to join him.

Although many staff have real talent and practical learning, the master is unwilling to recommend them. First, once the staff enters the official, they will be free from the constraints of the master and it is difficult to take advantage of them. Second, in today's situation, the dispute between Jin Xiang and Qin Xiang has become more and more fierce, which makes it difficult for many poor scholars to enter the official. Even if the master family has the intention to recommend, the Ministry of officials will not pay attention to it.

This is also because the family and Xun Gui dismantled each other and attacked each other, and they did not want each other to be powerful.

Only an important minister like the Duke of Wei was deeply trusted by the emperor, and naturally became the target of Jin Xiang and Qin Xiang. The person he recommended has a great chance to become an official.

About these political affairs, Jia Wenxiang only vaguely mentioned them.

Whether it's Yu Yu or Li Jihe, he didn't go further.

The three of them tasted fragrant tea and gradually turned the topic to the history of the classics. There are many beautiful words, which can be seen that they are full of scriptures and knowledge.

In this room, Su Lian smiled more and more, and obviously his satisfaction with Jia Wenxiang reached a higher level.

Binjing paid great attention to Yu's words, and his heart was also very surprised.

In his previous life, he lay on the sickbed and was weak. She was even more impatient to talk to him or talk to him. She was completely perfunctory. She didn't know his ambitions at all. She only knew that his calligraphy was excellent and his painting skills were also outstanding. He especially liked to draw bamboo. Whether it was the bedroom or the paintings hanging on the wall in Guan Suiyuan, they were all different green bamboo pictures.

At that time, she also thought that if the son of the world was not sick, his demeanor should be like green bamboo.

Goodbye in another world, heaven has eyes, let him disintegrate the residual poison early, and no longer be as weak as in his previous life.

Today, when I heard it across the screen, I knew that there were many insights in his chest that were higher than ordinary people.

In this life, he will be happy and show his ambitions.

In this life, she should help him and repay his life to make up for the shame of his previous life.

The blue and white tea bowl between the jade fingers is clear, reflecting the firm and graceful smile of the beautiful scenery.