Free-spirited Illegitimate Son

"Injustice!" Zhao Tongzhi grinned grimly: "Those who falsely accuse others will be punished with a third class. You are a scholar. This Tongzhi immediately reported to the school to correct you. First, your reputation was revoked. It stands to reason that this school shouldn't beat you. After all, With fame and fame, I shouldn’t insult the gentleman, but if you are a villain like you, if you don’t punish him severely, how can you convince the public? Come, take off his scarf, torture this official, beat him, beat him hard.”

With an order, the guards rolled up their sleeves.

Master Zhou wanted to yell, but someone blocked his mouth with a ball of footcloth. Someone pulled off his pants, and the guards skillfully raised water and fire sticks, and slapped him heavily on the buttocks.

woohoo...

Mr. Zhou couldn't cry out, and with one slap on his buttocks, his flesh and blood were already ripped apart.

Although Zhao Tongzhi looked at Mrs. Zhou like a tiger, gnashing his teeth, he couldn't help looking at Ye Chunqiu secretly from the corner of his eyes. At this point, he could no longer care about the magistrate's backlash. Zhao Tongzhi was even more worried that Ye Chunqiu would not give up. He saw Ye Chunqiu Seeing that the case was reversed, what expression would be revealed, but Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and stood aside, watching the guards carry out the torture with a calm expression. From his face, there was no slight emotional change.

Monster.

How does this look like a young man, looking at the unchanging appearance of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him, it is really hard to guess.

pop... pop...

After beating with a stick, Master Zhou's buttocks were already dripping with blood. He wailed desperately, but he didn't know if he had any regrets.

Ye Chunqiu just looked on coldly, at first he felt a little bit unbearable, but then he thought, if Master Zhou had succeeded this time, his current situation would not be much better than Master Zhou's.

Phew...he breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps that's how a person's heart slowly hardens, and the intention of harming others is of course unacceptable, but Ye Chunqiu kept his eyes wide open for a person like Master Zhou, as if he wanted to The scene in front of me was deeply imprinted in my mind.

After more than a dozen sticks, Master Zhou almost lost his breath.

Then an officer took a bucket of water and splashed it on his face, he woke up startled, and then he was slapped heavily by the vigorous water and fire stick, his eyes opened suddenly, and there was another whimper from his throat.

After the beating, Master Zhou was so angry that he was immediately put in prison and put under custody.

Since Mr. Zhou was framed, Ye Chunqiu naturally recovered his innocence. The post minister delivered the letter to him, and Ye Chunqiu carefully kept it. The two letters saved his life. , or Huang Xin, maybe they didn't know that their unintentional actions saved Ye Chunqiu, so Ye Chunqiu had no choice but to write down this favor silently in his heart.

Speaking of which... it seems that I owe a lot of favors recently.

Ye Chunqiu smiled and heard Zhao Tong know: "Nephew Ye Xian..."

Returning a good nephew, Zhao Tongzhi has a thick skin.

Ye Chunqiu's face was calm, he couldn't afford to be this virtuous nephew, as for teaching Zhao Tongzhi a lesson, it was obviously a joke, since he is a dignified and serious official of the imperial court, he is not something he can provoke, so... Ye Chunqiu felt a strange feeling in his heart.

In this world, it’s no wonder that everyone is called Master, it’s no wonder that the waiter in a tea shop is called a doctor, and it’s no wonder that a husband is called a husband by his wife. Doctor is a symbol of knowledge, and husband is an honorific for a scholar-bureaucrat , In fact, this is actually just a by-product of the official position. Everyone wants to be a doctor, and everyone wants to be a husband, because this world is the world of doctors, husbands and gentlemen.

Ye Chunqiu cheered up and continued to take the exam. He was still far from a real doctor and husband. The road was long and long. After returning home, he had to practice his running script even more, and the structure of this article should be easy to figure out. To make a fuss, you must also understand its structure, at least not to show your feet when you talk.

He smiled faintly, and bowed to Zhao Tongzhi: "Since your lord has proved the student's innocence, the student is innocent, and the student will leave."

His attitude was cold, but he still maintained a certain awe, because he was an official and he was a citizen. Ye Chunqiu didn't want to be with such a person, so he had better stay away.

Zhao Tongzhi's face was green and white, and he faked a smile, "Come here, send Ye desk head."

He bit the first three characters of the leaf case very hard.

After a lawsuit, Ye Chunqiu returned to the inn, and he clearly saw a little more respect for him in the eyes of many people.

The impact of this lawsuit in the city is not small, although what happened in the yamen has not been reported to the inn, but everyone knows that Ye Chunqiu can get out of the body and come back safe and sound, he is definitely not waiting for someone.

The store clerk served Ye Chunqiu tea and water graciously, and also prepared hot water to wash away the bad luck on Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu thanked him, and after taking a bath, he ate something hastily, and Ye San came back. Ye Chunqiu was unharmed, and said pleasantly, "Master, are you all right, you scared me to death."

After finishing speaking, he said angrily: "I heard that the young master has provoked a lawsuit. I don't have any ideas as a servant. I wanted to go to see Master Huang, but Master Huang went to meet friends in Lin County this morning. I really have no idea. So I went to look for the young master, and said in my heart that no matter what, the young master is also a member of the Ye family, and it is impossible to leave him alone, who knows that he heard that the young master has caused a lawsuit, so he went back to Fenghua immediately."

Is it weird?

Ye Chunqiu was very calm, he would be the devil to count on his elder brother, human feelings are cold and warm, let alone Ye Chenliang.

Ye Chunqiu comforted Ye San, who was out of breath, and took out two letters in the room alone, one was from Huang Yushi, and it was just a word of greeting, telling him to study hard, etc... It is not nutritious, but it is true Reasonably, everyone is not familiar with each other after all, and it is impossible to have any substantive topics.

Wang Hua's letter made Ye Chunqiu dumbfounded. In other words, what does Wang Butang mean by this cloudy letter?It was just a few greetings reluctantly, to the effect that, oh, I heard about you, and then...no more.

There is only one detail, but it was caught by Ye Chunqiu, in this nonsensical letter, Yang Xiandi was mentioned, saying that Yang Xiandi and you are also from the same hometown, and the old man occasionally communicated with him.

Ye Chunqiu finally couldn't help being cold and handsome, isn't Brother Yang Xian the one who plays chess?Wang Butang didn't directly talk about chess skills, but he just mentioned Yang Xiandi in one stroke. The truth is hidden in the details. This is a very veiled desire to learn chess skills with himself.

Do big shots like to play this kind of word games?

Ye Chunqiu smiled, but he was quite interested in Wang Hua's running script. How should I put it, I also have copybooks in my mind, but although the light and shadow presented in my mind made me carefully figure out the structure of the famous running script, it is very important for my own. It helped a lot, but now a piece of running script is really in front of me, but I have a completely different feeling.

Clearer and more intuitive.

There is an overpowering aura in the running script, which is by no means comparable to the rubbings stored in the light brain.

When Ye Chunqiu thought about it, he took out the pen and ink, spread out the paper, picked up the pen and began to copy, but he forgot to reply to the letter, just wrote and drew like this, two or three hours passed in a blink of an eye, he felt numb all over his body, but While rubbing his hands and necks, he smirked, as if he had made some progress.