Chapter 25 Fu Jia Yao Shao Er

At this time, Fu Shaoqing was having a headache that Wu Kui wanted to pull him into the gang. Although he was under Wu Kui's door, he did not agree with some practices. In the case that he felt that he was plotting against him, he didn't want to have anything to do with him, but he was embarrassed because he was under his door and didn't know what to do. He was in a dilemma.

Fu Shaoqing is very clear about Wu Kui's character. If he is not with his accomplices, he will definitely frame and eradicate even his door. Thinking of this, he has a headache and paces back and forth in the courtyard.

Fu Haoxuan's colleagues ran home, ready to tell his mother the good news that he was going to become a master apprentice.

As soon as he entered the house, he bumped into his father.

As soon as he saw this disappointing son, Fu Shaoqing was not angry. Looking at his black and swollen face, he must have caused trouble again, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Where did you die to cause trouble? Every day, I do nothing to make trouble everywhere, and my Fu Shaoqing's face has been lost to you.

"Dad... I'm going to do business." Fu Haoxuan looked at his father with a smile on his face.

Fu Shaoqing snorted coldly and looked contemptuously. He couldn't figure out what his son was like: "Are you doing business? Look at the injury on your face. Is it caused by Lu Jianping and drawing a knife to help him?

"No," Fu Haoxuan pouted.

"I don't look like it." Fu Shaoqing looked at his son who was embarrassed, with a blue nose and a swollen face and a wet face. He must have been kicked into the river after a fight.

Fu Haoxuan was happy when he thought that he was about to worship the master as a teacher: "Dad, I'll tell you, I'm going to find Xiaolan today..."

When Fu Shaoqing heard that his son went to find Xiaolan again, he couldn't help but get angry: "Okay, you boy has been teaching again and again. Let's see how I punish you today... Come on..."

"Dad, listen to me..." As soon as Fu Haoxuan heard his father call, he knew that he was suffering.

"Someone... Give me 20 big boards for this stinky boy. Fu Shaoqing shouted angrily and immediately came to the four families.

"Dad, I'm looking for Xiaolan, that's right, but..."

"How many times have I said that don't flirt with good women? What's more, Xiaolan's family also has an old father who is sick in bed. It's okay if you don't help them, and you always flirt with them... My old face has really been lost to you. Fu Shaoqing roared, "What are you still doing? Bring me a bench and a board."

"Dad... Dad..." Fu Haoxuan was pressed on the bench by Jia Ding.

"Fight me, hit the twenty boards heavily." This bastard is causing trouble everywhere. He doesn't know when he is beaten to death outside. His reputation has been destroyed in the hands of this boy.

Jiading Afu picked up the big board and patted Fu Haoxuan's buttocks.

Fu Haoxuan's shouts shocked his mother, and he knew that his son had been beaten again. He couldn't help shaking his head, blaming himself for being too indulgent in him when he was a child, which led to his evil deeds today.

Fu Haoxuan's mother listened to her son's howling, closed her eyes and knelt in front of the Buddha statue and asked for the Bodhisattva's forgiveness.

"Ouch..." Fu Haoxuan shouted painfully, "Fu, you should be gentle! It hurts me so much."

"Young master, I..." A Fu's embarrassment about the power of the wheel board was reduced and patted.

Seeing this, Fu Shaoqing immediately grabbed the board and patted it heavily.

"Ouch... It hurts me so much." Fu Haoxuan raised his head in pain and shouted loudly.

As soon as the pedestrians outside the wall heard the shout, they knew that Lord Assassin was discipling his disappointing son again.

In the eyes of the people in the city, Fu Shaoqing, the assassin of Wuzhou City, although he is not a Qing official, he is not a bad official. At least he does not scrape the people's fat and can occasionally do something for the people. As for his son, it is annoying. Although he has not done anything too immoral, he also makes the people hate to avoid it. He is like a bandit.

After the top 20 boards, Fu Haoxuan lay on the bench in pain and couldn't get up. He thought that the martial arts competition was coming. There is still a week left. How can 200 good things be completed? What's more, my buttocks hurt so much that I can't walk now. What should I do?

Fu Haoxuan lying on the bench is not worried about his skin, but about how to complete these two hundred good things.

Fu Shaoqing looked at his son who was lying on the bench. Today, he seemed to be a little abnormal. In the past, he would growls and let people take medicine in the room to rest after the fight. Today, it is strange that he only lies on it and thinks about his thoughts and doesn't move.

Although the son is not a weapon, he is also his own flesh and blood. How can he not be distressed? He just hates that the son has become a worm, and he is also a pest.

Fu Shaoqing sighed helplessly, "A Fu helped him back to his room." After saying that, he looked at the rebellious son and left with his back. It was really a headache inside and outside.

Ah Fu saw the young master lying still and staring at the ground, thinking that he was not stupid: "Young master... Young master..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Fu pushed him again: "Young master?"

"Ah?" Only then did Fu Haoxuan realize that he had forgotten the injury of his buttocks. He immediately got up and sat on the bench, but he shouted "Ouch" and immediately jumped up and howled, "My buttocks!"

"Young master... Are you all right?" It doesn't seem silly. Ah Fu quickly helped him.

"Can it be all right? Look, my buttocks are rotten. My father is really cruel. Every time he beats my buttocks. Fu Haoxuan cried with a sad face and was helped back to the room by Ah Fu all the way.

"But you don't listen to the master every time." Ah Fu laughed.

Fu Haoxuan lay down on ** trousers, and A Fu brought him trauma medicine.

"Young master, what's going on with you today? Are you hurt all over? He was still wet. It's strange that the master was not angry when he saw it. Ah Fu carefully drugged him.

"Ouch... You should be gentle..." Fu Haoxuan grinned with pain. As soon as he heard A Fu ask about today, he was suddenly happy and forgot the pain. He turned over excitedly and suddenly said, "Oh... Ouch..." The howling is continuous.

"Young master!" Ah Fu really wanted to slap his scarred buttocks: "Be honest, you can get better faster after taking the medicine."

"Good... OK... Be sure to get better and hurry up. I have something else to do. Fu Haoxuan was happy to be a master when he thought of completing 200 good things.

A Fu looked at him with an excited face: "What's the matter? My buttocks have been beaten like this, and I'm so excited and happy."

"I'm going to find Xiao Lan today..."

Ah Fu interrupted him and said, "Are you looking for Xiaolan again?" No wonder the master is so heavy. He is pitiful enough. You still go to flirt, sweat..." Xiaolan's mother died early, and the rest of her father was still sick in bed. Only a girl's family lived on selling some fruit. The young master of his family still beat people for three days.

"Why are you sighing, young master, I'm happy!" Fu Haoxuan turned his face and looked at Ah Fu.

Afu shook his head and pulled out his trousers for him.

"Listen to me and finish it! Today, I went to find Xiaolan and met a handsome man in blue. He drew a knife to help Xiaolan..." Fu Haoxuan found that he had said something wrong: "Ah, it's not... He fought with me, but he didn't expect that he was very good at martial arts. He flirted with us with a few strokes.

"Can you be so happy if you flirt with me?" Ah Fu touched the young master's forehead puzzledly and was still happy to hit the pig's face. It seemed that his brain was stupid.

"What are you doing?" Fu Haoxuan happily patted A Fu's hand on his forehead.

"You keep talking..." I don't have a fever, it's normal.

"After I was knocked down by him, I decided to worship him as my teacher." Fu Haoxuan looked happy.

"It can't be that he agreed to accept you as an apprentice!" Ah Fu said with a smile.

"You are so smart, but he has a condition."

"What conditions" Ah Fu was very surprised. Even the master could not discipline him. Who could cure him?

"He asked me to do 200 good things before the martial arts competition." Fu Haoxuan's face fell down: "I always only do bad things. I have never done good things. How can I complete these two hundred good things?"

Ah Fu laughed when he heard this. It seems that there is really someone who can cure his young master, which is a good thing. This big good thing must be told to the master so that he can have fun.

"Don't laugh." Fu Haoxuan looked unhappy: "You think of a way to do a good thing, and it's 200 pieces."

"Well, when you can walk on the ground, I'll go with you." Ah Fu turned around and asked the maid to take a cooked egg, peeled the egg shell and wrapped it in the cloth, and rubbed the bruises in his eyes.

"Go, go..." Fu Haoxuan impatiently grabbed the egg in the maid's hand and rubbed his eyes.

Ling Tianhong looked at all this behind the window with a long sword in his arms. He couldn't help smiling. It seemed that the prodigal son could be taught; he jumped into the room and left.

In the inn, Ling Tianhong sat by the bedside with Long Yaner in his arms.

Long Yaner leaned in his arms and listened to him talk about the daytime: "Sir, do you really want to accept him as an apprentice?"

Ling Tianhong nodded: "This person seems to be evil, but it is not. If he has a good time, he will definitely become a useful talent for the country."

Long Yaner nodded: "Your eyes will definitely not go wrong. No matter how evil people are, they always have a kind side."

"Yan'er is really curious about how a person who only knows how to do evil in the past will do good."

"Not only is the wife's curiosity, but also the husband is really a little curious. While we are free these days, let's follow him to see what's going on. How about it go?" Ling Tianhong kissed Xialong Yaner's bun.

"Well, let's see how this evil young man does good." Long Yaner giggled in his arms.

"Yan'er"

"Hmm?" Long Yaner raised her head and looked at Ling Tianhong with a smile.

"Tonight.. Can you not leave?" Ling Tianhong raised the corners of his mouth, and a fascinating smile appeared on his handsome face.

Long Yaner nodded and suddenly blushed, and she leaned back into his arms.

"One day I will definitely marry you into the door." Ling Tianhong hugged her and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"If there is an afterlife, Yan'er is willing to be the wife of her father-in-law." Long Yaner's heart suddenly felt desolate. She knew that people and dragons would be punished by God, which was not allowed by heaven.

She has violated the rules of heaven, but she has not been found. Once found out, she will be the same as the Seventh Princess and the Dong Yong.

"If you are a husband in the afterlife, you will definitely marry Yan's son as your wife."