Free-spirited Illegitimate Son

Ningbo City is still peaceful, it is far away from the market, and it is even more quiet, because many candidates are staying, so there are always idle people passing by, Ye Chunqiu saw that they all looked familiar, these people should be him It was the same year, and someone came to say hello to Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu was busy returning the gift, and suddenly felt cramped. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but slapped his forehead. The two generations are both 40 years old. The child is so cute, it seems that he is unfamiliar with the skills of dealing with people, so he introspects himself, looking for opportunities should really communicate with people more.

Jin Yiwei's flying horse went back and forth to the capital very quickly. After a few days of work, in an unremarkable side hall in the Forbidden City, someone kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said to Ai Ai in a deep place: "Godfather, my son didn't expect that." Little Tongsheng doesn't give face to his godfather, the son deserves to die, he can't do such trivial things well, he can't share his worries for his godfather, he should be hit." He actually knelt up straight, and raised his hands to his face Hit hard.

pop... pop... pop...

The slap fell hard, and there were bright red marks on his face.

The doors and windows of this side hall are closed, only a little sunlight from outside comes in. The inner hall is dark, and one can only vaguely see a thin body sitting behind the copybook. Half of Liu Jin's face is covered by the darkness. No one could see his joy and anger, he held up the teacup on the case and lowered his head to blow the tea foam in his spare time, turning a deaf ear to the son's 'self-mutilation'.

After more than a dozen slaps, the son's head was a little dizzy, and the slaps were no longer as crisp and sharp as before.

Liu Jin took a sip of tea, put down the cup, shook her head and sighed, "You..." The voice stopped abruptly here.

The son stopped beating himself, and immediately stretched his neck on the ground to listen to his godfather's reprimand.

Liu Jin then said: "I don't blame you, we are reasonable, you make us very embarrassed, and you are frightened like this when something small happens. Fortunately, our father and son are behind closed doors. If someone looks at you, It’s also because we usually treat you poorly, so... it’s not good.”

The son looked aggrieved, but hurriedly said: "How could the son not know about Daddy's love for licking the calf, the son deserves to die." After finishing speaking, he wanted to slap himself again.

Liu Jin felt that this son couldn't communicate at all. He twisted the handle of a dagger at his waist and stroked the gold thread on the handle.

This dagger was bestowed by the emperor. Emperor Zhengde is good at martial arts. He wished that the people around him were generals. Last year, he gave Liu Jin this dagger to protect Liu Jin. .

Originally, the emperor thought that the boy was interesting, so Liu Jin fell in love with him, and simply recruited and settled him first. If the emperor had long forgotten the existence of this person, he would naturally ignore it. Do people call the emperor to ask for credit?Emperor Zhengde was young and had a blatant temper, so Liu Jin naturally had to be prepared.

Anyway, the Son of Heaven loves to play, so it's good to find someone to play with him. If he can control the person in advance, won't this make him more easy on the Emperor's heart?

However, people don't give face.

Liu Jin sighed and said, "I understand. We are eunuchs. Everyone looks down on us, but is it our fault? Our family has been poor since we were young. If we are poor, we will starve to death. It is better to live than to die." Ah, no, my father sent us into the palace, alas, others don’t know our suffering...but we are reasonable people, so...that...what is it called..."

"Ye Chunqiu."

"Oh, Ye Chunqiu, he doesn't understand us. After reading the book, most people who have read the book are like this. After learning a little bit of sour writing, their eyes are higher than the top. We have learned something a long time ago. Aren’t those people like this? If you look down on them, let’s look down on them, we still have to reason with them, can’t we still bully others? It’s not good to bully others.”

"Godfather is too generous."

Liu Jin raised his head slightly, revealing the loneliness of a high-ranking man, and he said affectionately: "Let's pay Yaoqin with our thoughts. There are few bosom friends, who will listen to broken strings. Hey... this poem by Li Taibai really suits our appetite. .”

The son was stunned for a moment, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Has Li Taibai ever written such a poem?Besides, is this poetry?

Liu Jin then waved her hands and said, "Forget it... don't shout and kill all day long, as if we all know how to kill and set fire. Be reasonable."

"That's all for it..."

Liu Jin chuckled, touched her smooth chin, and said in a loud voice, "Convince people with reasoning, then... Ye..."

"Ye Chunqiu."

"Oh." Liu Jin suddenly realized: "Isn't Ye Chunqiu going to be a scholar? He Mao is a student in Zhejiang? We know this person. When he was in Hanlin, Xie Qian of the cabinet didn't like him, so he was put outside. Ren Tixue, like us, is a hard-working person. A few days ago, he secretly sent gifts to Lao Cao of Zhejiang Weaving, trying to get close to us, but we ignored him. Thinking about it now, it was a bit of a mistake. But it doesn't matter, there is still time to make up for it, so let's write a book. In short, he is not allowed to let Ye Chunqiu take the pilot test. Ye Chunqiu is still young, so let him stumble. Sheng, on the contrary, it will be very unfavorable to him in this life."

"Godfather Gao Ming."

Liu Jin narrowed her eyes, spread the paper with her own hands, and said calmly: "This is called heart-killing. It's something for scholars. Killing people is too low-grade, and it's easy to be scolded. We still like to convince people with reasoning."

The son was busy turning over to grind for his godfather. Liu Jin picked up the pen and wrote a few words crookedly, then suddenly stopped: "How do you write the word Chun?"

"Uh..." The son was also stunned.

The father and son stared wide-eyed, and after a while, Liu Jin became angry: "I told you to read more books and know a few more words, you ignorant fool!"

"That's what godfather taught me."

"a shame!"

"Godfather has great insight."

"roll!"

"Godfather's words are pearls, and my son admires them."

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Two chapters have been updated in a row. Tiger’s Gregorian birthday is today. I didn’t get a birthday gift. I stayed up all night to send chapters to readers. I’m full of tears. I need to be quiet.