Free-spirited Illegitimate Son

Ye Chunqiu sighed and said: "Uncle Huang and our Ye family are also family friends. Oh, my nephew has never had time to visit your mansion. He really deserves death."

Fuck...you fucking marry everyone you see.

Huang Jing has an urge to vomit blood, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he still feels aggrieved and full of anger and has nowhere to vent his anger. People will lick their faces and call you uncle, and he is still a "stupid and naive" young man. Can you speak such cruel words?Fenghua County is so big, if it spreads, everyone will only say that you are narrow-minded, and you don't even let your children go.

Ye Chunqiu frowned slightly, and then said again: "Uncle Huang just said that this field will be returned if it is not returned, but is it really because of that Huang Yushi in Hangzhou? With Huang Yushi here, our Ye family is indeed a provocateur." I feel sorry for the Huang family, this is the truth."

Which pot does not open which pot.

This is the end of Ye Chunqiu's good impression.Like his father, he actually moved Huang Yushi out.

County magistrate Wang lowered his eyebrows, his old face was twitching, and he wanted to have a seizure.

Huang Jing scolded angrily: "Little Huangkou, don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips, and said: "Speaking of this Huang Yushi, I don't know if my nephew is destined for him. Early this morning, I found a letter, which was sent by Huang Yushi to Huang Shishu, Huang Shishu, You said... isn't this fate?"

Ye Chunqiu actually had a letter from Huang Yushi to Huang Jing...

This made everyone feel a little unbelievable.It is not surprising that letters are occasionally lost during transmission, but it happens to be lost and picked up by Ye Chunqiu, then it is a bit too coincidental.

How could Huang Jing believe it, you yellow-mouthed kid, you are full of nonsense, who would talk to you, he said indifferently: "My brother and I have no correspondence, don't talk nonsense."

But Ye Chunqiu ignored it, and said to himself: "My nephew picked up this letter and couldn't help being curious, so he actually opened it."

"Hmph!" Huang Jing snorted coldly, ignoring it.

Ye Chunqiu put on a show, really took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, and said: "My brother Huang Jing, I have read it, and now I write a poem, and I will read it with my brother."

This pretense is obviously zero egg points.

Because the magistrate Wang saw that Ye Chunqiu was also involved in Huang Yushi, which made him a little bit embarrassed, so his face was very ugly.

As for Huang Jing, he just sneered, because the family letter his elder brother gave him would never be so 'simple', let alone write Lao Shizi's poems for nothing. Ye Chunqiu's letter was a fake, and this little boy dared to forge it People's letters... Heh heh, they are all from the Ye family anyway, let's clean them up together.

Huang Jing said in a loud voice: "Xianzun, there is something unclear about the student, please see the teacher."

County magistrate Wang said, "But it's okay to say."

Huang Jing said: "Dare to ask my lord, what crime did those who forge letters and play in the courts commit? How should they be dealt with?"

County magistrate Wang almost blurted out: "Exile for three thousand miles, if you think he is young and ignorant, he will be beaten with more than a dozen boards, and he will be driven out."

County magistrate Wang was still determined to save some sympathy, and for the sake of Ye Chunqiu's calling his benevolent family, he did not want to exile Ye Chunqiu.

Although Huang Jing felt a little regretful, he was still quite satisfied. He chuckled, looked at Ye Chunqiu provocatively, and said, "Okay, don't you still have poems? Young master of the Ye family, read it and listen to it, and look at this Is it written by my brother?"

Threats, outright threats.

He just waited for Ye Chunqiu to read it out, and then proved that it was a fake letter, and finally put on the hat of playing in the courtroom, not to mention whether Ye Chunqiu's father pleaded guilty, he beat the younger one first, and see if your Ye family succumbs. yield.

Ye Jing's face was livid, he knew that Ye Chunqiu was fond of messing around, so he couldn't care less about anything at this moment, and hurriedly said: "My lord, Chunqiu is still a child..."

scare me?Do you really think I'm scared?

Ye Chunqiu said to Ye Jing: "Father, this is really Huang Yushi's letter, don't worry, Huang Yushi's poems are really wonderful..."

Ye Jing's heart was already in his throat, and his whole body was dripping with cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and wanted to confess the crime, but saw Ye Chunqiu spread out the paper, shaking his head and reading out: "Thousands of miles of writing are only for the field, It doesn't matter if you let him have a hundred acres..."

Very ordinary poems, even a bit like doggerel, but... County Magistrate Wang certainly knew that it was impossible for Ye Chunqiu to just pick up the letters left behind by the Huang family. Metric makes sense, it seems...

Ye Chunqiu read again: "The Great Wall is still there today..."

County magistrate Wang’s eyes widened. From a trivial matter of fighting for land, the second half suddenly turned trivial, and the opening was the Great Wall. Half of the first sentence, but it seemed to raise the situation all of a sudden.

Ye Chunqiu read out the last sentence: "I don't see Qin Shihuang back then."

call……

The artistic conception is far-reaching, the Great Wall is still there today, and Qin Shihuang is nowhere to be seen. Combined with the narrative in the first half, this poem is full of life meaning although the words are plain.

County magistrate Wang even suspected that this was really Huang Yushi's letter, because could a child in his early ten years compose such a poem impromptu?

His eyes narrowed, and Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but said: "This is indeed Huang Yushi's family letter. If you don't believe it, Enfu will know it at a glance."

A clerk took the letter and sent it to County Magistrate Wang's case. Magistrate Wang glanced at the paper suspiciously, and then he couldn't help laughing. There was no poem, let alone a family letter. It was clearly a blank piece of paper. That's all.

Not a book from home.

but……

County magistrate Wang actually laughed. Ye Chunqiu's quick wit opened his eyes. The poem is very good. A boy of eleven or twelve years old can compose it. , unexpectedly said indifferently: "It seems...it really is Brother Huang's family letter."

Huang Jing was in a hurry, how could this be possible, where did such a thing happen, he stepped forward hurriedly, took the letter, looked carefully, but it was a blank sheet of paper, couldn't help laughing: "Haha...how is this What kind of family letter...it's just a bunch of nonsense..." Then...his eyes inadvertently intersected with Wang County Magistrate's gaze, and he shivered suddenly, as if he realized something.

Seeing Huang Jing's sudden pause, it seems that the members of the Huang family are not stupid, Ye Chunqiu sighed inwardly.

Then Ye Chunqiu said in awe: "This poem is well written. Not only does it have a lofty meaning, but it also shows Huang Yushi's literary talent, especially the second half of this poem. The Great Wall is still there today, but Qin Shihuang, who ordered the construction of the Great Wall, is long gone. Huang Yushi is so broad-minded and open-minded. No wonder he is so honored by the court. Spring and Autumn should learn from Huang Yushi the principles of life. Fame and fortune are only temporary, but there are a few people who are open to seeing, ancient and modern, here in Fenghua County, only Huang Yushi."

County magistrate Wang was also very happy. He stroked his beard, and he would go along with a little kid: "Exactly, Brother Huang Shi is so open-minded, I am not as good as him."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Those pretended "passers-by A, B, C, D" originally wanted to shout and shout, but now they are all stunned.

Huang Jing's face is the most exciting.

In fact, just when he was about to blurt out a bunch of nonsense, he suddenly woke up.

I'm a pig, I almost denied this letter from home.The problem with this family letter is not the authenticity of the family letter, but the poem.

Poems are of course good poems with profound meanings. Huang Jing dare not deny this. Poems with philosophy like this are often easier to become popular. It’s like Li Taibai’s poems are often not the most widely circulated poems. Will enter the wine", but raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown.Because this kind of poem is often catchy, and it is the easiest to express a certain feeling.

Huang Jing is almost certain that this poem will spread in the near future.

What is this poem again?This is clearly a bragging poem, the meaning of the whole poem is, little brother, how can you care about a few acres of land with your neighbors? On the contrary, I would like to advise you, people should be open-minded, don’t compare pennies and pennies, you see Qin Shihuang is rich all over the world, right, but what about the Great Wall he built now?So you should be a person who is out of vulgar interests, a gentleman has no contention.