Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 19

18 (Catching Bugs and Minor Repairs)

"From today onwards, be kind and righteous"

Today, the front of the Su Mansion is extremely lively.

When the heavy snow fell suddenly, the young man in a big cloak knelt in the snow, with the corners of his mouth straightened, without saying a word.

The strange wind swept the dead branches and the snow fell, hitting his side impartially.The tip of the young man's nose was flushed red from the cold, and his long frosted eyelashes trembled, casting shadows on his rosy white face, giving him a gentle and haggard look.

one day...

two days...

Three days...

The gate of the Su Mansion was closed tightly, and it was still unwilling to open half a gap for the young man kneeling in front of the gate.

Withered orchid-colored lips were frozen to ooze traces of blood, and the straight young man kneeling could only see that he was a living person when he blinked his eyes, like a deep valley orchid that suddenly broke through the ground in winter and died at the moment of seeing the light of day .

On the first day, countless passers-by passed by in a hurry, and the brothers and sisters of the Cheng family walked on the snow with umbrellas, supporting the boy's head in the heavy snow;

On the second day, the naughty boy grabbed the boy's hair but was scolded by his mother. His Royal Highness rode his horse and galloped, and took off his cloak to cover the dead orchid;

On the third day, a peddler who had gone to the capital with a burden squeezed into the crowd and asked the peddler beside him, "Brother, what happened?"

"Have you heard of the Wu Zixu fraud case a few days ago?" The peddler pointed his finger in the direction of the young man, "That is the defendant who was unfilial and disrespectful, and cheated on the imperial examination with Mr. Wu."

The merchant looked intently, and could only see the side face of the young man.

"Unfilial piety and disrespect" and "fraudulent imperial examinations" are both serious crimes of moral corruption and violation of human ethics and conscience. The merchant originally thought that the offender would be a playboy whose body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, but he didn't want to be a young man who hadn't tied his hair yet.

Even though there were people around him, it still gave him the illusion that a young man was alone in the world.

Kneeling on the ground with sleeves folded, eyebrows and eyes drooping, and when the young man raised his eyes from time to time, there was a gleam of light in his eyes, like a sympathetic glance from an outsider or a god in the sky.

But obviously he was the one kneeling.

"I just came to the capital today, can you please tell me in detail?"

The peddler couldn't help it, "The person in front of you is Su Lan, the successor of Fan Yunting who was famous all over the world in the past."

"Mr. Fan's heir? I don't think this kid looks like a villain."

"A few days ago, the servants of the Su family knocked on Jing Zhaoyin's front to complain, suing Su's eldest son, Su Lan, for being unfilial to his parents and disrespectful to his younger brother, and colluding with Penglai Wu Zixu to leak the imperial examination questions and publish Wu's titles for personal gain. "The peddler continued, "It's a pity that Mr. Wu did not appear in court that day, and the dispute between the two sides was endless, so we had to choose another day for retrial."

"Mr. Wu didn't go to court, but Master Su came to court as a witness. How could he know that the father accused the child of being unfilial on the spot? A few days ago, I saw this child go to the mountain to catch parrots and teach Kunqu opera rituals for them. Now It’s turning heads and ignoring people.”

He muttered in a low voice, "Master Su is proud of himself and has been promoted to three levels in a row!"

The secrets inside were obvious, and the merchant sighed endlessly, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Wu is Wu Zixu from Penglai?"

"Exactly."

The merchants come from Nanzhou, and this name is very popular among Nanzhou people.If Mr. Wu hadn't cheated back the disaster relief money that Nanzhou's tumor had corrupted, they, the Nanzhou disaster victims, would have died long ago and had nothing to lose. How could Nanzhou recover and rebuild so quickly?What's more, Mr. Wu donated most of the money he got from selling books to Nanzhou for disaster relief. How could such righteous people be involved in some bad things like leaking questions for profit?

The merchant relieved his burden and said decisively, "This must be an unjust, false and wrongly decided case. Even if it is true, it must have nothing to do with Mr. Wu!"

"Bah! It has nothing to do with Mr. Wu, so could it be related to Mr. Xiao?"

"You still have the nerve to say, since Wu Zixu's behavior is upright, why didn't he attend the interrogation that day?" The person who scolded the merchant was the doorman of the Eastern Palace, "It's so easy, the little gentleman who is murdered now is not a human being— —I saw Wu Zixu hiding and hiding, maybe he really committed something!"

"How do you know that Mr. Wu is not too far away to come here? In that case, I actually think that you Mr. Lao Shizi—"

"Wait a minute, can you two listen to me?"

The two were full of anger, and the peddler hurriedly took half a step aside in fright, making it easier for the young scholar who was wearing cotton robes and cloth clothes to step forward to fight.

Seeing the comer clearly, the two were unwilling to hand in hand and said, "Hi Mr. Zhen, Brother Zhen Xian."

Zhen Guanqi has broad joints, and after several months of walking the cat in the morning, his physical fitness is better. At this time, two big hands firmly grasped the wrists of the merchant and the customer to "shake hands and make peace".

His five fingers are like eagle claws, which hurt other people's wrists. The moonlight hangs in the sky, and the bright light flows down the scholar's body. He smiles amiably, "Mr. If you can’t tell the winner, it’s better to go to the mahjong room and play two sets of Nanzhou mahjong.”

Those who achieve great things will use all means to achieve their goals and be the most ruthless to themselves.

In ancient times, there were princes who knelt to the death to show their fame when they were young. Su Lan is well-known and filial piety is so overwhelming.

Not to mention waiting for Su's father to open the door for three days, even asking him to kneel down for three hundred days to "be kind to the father and be filial to the son" with the people of the Su mansion. Su Lan is also fine.

In a word, it is impossible to imitate his unfilial piety and let his virtue be flawed, and it will be impossible in this life.

"crunch-"

The dusty door of the Su residence finally opened a gap.

Zhen Guanqi, Menke and the peddler glanced at each other, with a relaxed smile on their faces, and stretched out two fingers at the same time, quietly leaving the crowd while everyone was staring at the gate, like a drop of water leaving the sea.

The young man kneeling at the front is where countless eyes meet.He raised his head and showed his fragile neck, looking forward, the hope and desire in his eyes almost revealed the essence.

He staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with wetness, like a tired bird returning to its nest, he called out to the man in a low voice——

"Father."

Su's father is also a human being, although he has no feelings for this unpleasant eldest son, after all, he is related to blood, so he couldn't bear to look at the young man, let alone spit out the cold and thin belly script he had typed.

But this warm entanglement lasted only for a moment. He clearly knew that his eldest son was now linked to cheating in the imperial examinations, and that he had stepped on Su Lan hard behind him. Mr. Nanfeng will be angry with Su Lan who dragged Wu Zixu into the water. Thinking about the wind in the capital these few days, there must be a lot of scolding for Su Lan. Father Su, a shrewd man, can't avoid it in time, so how can he give a helping hand?

"Father." The boy wailed.

"Father, mother, younger brother," the young man choked up and tugged at the corner of Su's father's clothes. He had no feelings but skills, "Do you want me? I, did I do something wrong? I can actually change it..."

The brothers and sisters of the Cheng family closed their eyes and turned their heads. Many onlookers also closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look any longer.

How cruel is the man, he opened and pulled his son's fingers one by one.Maybe it was because he knelt for too long, the boy's fingers didn't have much strength, and they could be broken apart easily.

"I don't have a son like you."

The young man was struck by lightning, and the thin thread that supported his spirit was taken away by this simple sentence. Cheng Dalang and Miss Cheng could only support his body. In a trance, he could only hear the last part of Su's father's long and cold words. One sentence.

"From today onwards, you and Su Fuen will sever justice."

Every word pierces the heart, piercing the heart with bruises all over the body.

The young man raised his hand to cover his face, trembling all over, and whimpered from his throat from time to time.

Cheng Dalang and Miss Cheng didn't know how to comfort them in this situation, the crying of the boy covering his face was like suppressed laughter, it seemed to be a smile of extreme sadness.

The three of Su's fathers were impassioned and righteous, and Su Lan was overjoyed to hear the words of "righteous death of relatives"-and such good things.

"You don't want this child, I want it!"

Under the gaze of thousands of people, a simple and honest old farmer looked awe-inspiring, passing through the crowd like a sharp knife through the tide, lifted the boy's neck and clamped his head under his armpit.

"Mr. Fan..."

"Snapped!"

The old gentleman, who had never played hands with others, heard the news that Yueye came here just to give Father Su this loud and hearty slap.

In terms of being a disciple, Su's father, Cheng Yunshan, Cheng's father who was an examiner ten years ago, was slandered for cheating in the imperial examination and went to court to give false testimony. The newcomer, the eldest princess, entered the house; as a father, he stepped on his son when he was slandered for being unfilial and disrespectful.

The old man tightened the distance between his arms and his side, and hated the young man who cried until he passed out. If he had known this, he would not have asked Su Lan to copy the age of etiquette and righteousness. Now he has become a little sour scholar who only knows ignorance and filial piety.

When Su Lan heard the phrase "Mr. Fan", she was enlightened, and many key points that she hadn't figured out before suddenly became clear.

But the first thing he thought was, "Help, Mr. Fan Yunting, Mr. Fan still has body odor under his armpits".

In the distance, three people were laughing and laughing, the peddler took off his civilian clothes outside, and he was wearing a brocade silk gown by the doormen of the Eastern Palace.

Just now, the peddler was playing the role of cheerleading and singing red face, and the other diner was playing funny and singing bad face. Due to his identity, Zhen Guanqi was the apprentice of cousin Su Lan and Mr. Wu, so he played the role of final control between the two parties.

When two people are slandered and colluded with one thing, people who support the two parties will criticize endlessly, and the party with a lesser reputation is easily angered by passers-by.

The three supporters wandered among the crowd just to control the comments.

If this person supports Mr. Wu, then ask the doorman to come up to "argument" with him; otherwise, call another doorman pretending to be a peddler to "argument"; Citation, this move is widely used in the marketing of stars in the entertainment industry in later generations.

Sailors in the entertainment industry call them experts, and some of these three descendants are also jokingly called the ancestors of the navy.

"Father Emperor".

The sick young man knelt outside the palace gate, almost fainting.

Kneeling behind him were students who had done Wuzhi's quiz and who were self-proclaimed as Wuzhi's disciples.

Nanzhou Wanmin petitioned for a thorough investigation of the case, but was tightly held by the prince.

In recent days, the gatekeepers of the Eastern Palace have been rushing to find the fatal blow.

Heavy snow falls one after another, like graves of thousands of people.

The gate of the palace was closed tightly, and it was another door that would not open.

The one-eyed old hyena boy came striding forward with the green oil-paper umbrella, and the scimitar in the sky was colder than anything else.

The paper umbrella tilted to cover the young man from the wind and frost, and he coughed lowly, covering his lips.

"Mo Guangu, what's going on with Mr. Xiao now?"

The one-eyed old man tilted the paper umbrella, "Brother Lan asked you the same way."

"Fan Yunting has already gone, His Highness need not worry, it is better to go back to the East Palace with me earlier."

The prince's eyes were blurred, and his body almost melted into the snow.

He shook his head firmly but slowly, "Teacher, tell Gu to wait, wait a little longer."

"Just wait another quarter of an hour."

"Okay," the old hyena opened his front and knelt down together, and turned most of the young man's green umbrella to the direction of the prince, "the old minister will wait with His Highness."

"Teacher doesn't have to..."

The prince sighed leisurely, "Alright."

"Boom-thump-thump-"

In front of the Jingzhao Mansion in the capital city, there was another person holding a short hammer and beating the grievance drum.

The woman's face was calm and fearless, once, twice... until the voice hit the hearts of others.

She was wearing bright red clothes, and there seemed to be a phoenix flying high between her eyebrows.

"I want to sue the officer!"

"I want to bless the second who sells his wife and daughter, becomes addicted to gambling, and angers his father to death!"

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