Looking at Li Shuran crying so miserably, Le Jing sighed in his heart.

In fact, he himself also has some responsibility for what happened.

He said that he didn't want to interfere in Li Shuran's life and let her make her own decisions, but in fact it was just because he didn't care.

Although he liked Li Shuran, a naive and gentle girl, and had long decided to take care of her on behalf of Li Jingran, it was not clear how deep his feelings for Li Shuran were.

He would ensure that Li Shuran had a good material environment and would give her basic care and love, but that was all. If he was a brother who really cared about his sister, he would be worried if he heard that a rascal was harassing his precious sister. He would never be as indifferent as Le Jing and quickly put the matter behind him.

Ultimately, it's because he just doesn't care.

Le Jing didn't think he had done anything wrong. Even now he didn't feel that his relationship with Li Shuran was close enough that he had to take responsibility for her life.

But seeing the little girl crying so miserably because she thought she had implicated him, Le Jing still tried to comfort her: "This matter has nothing to do with you. You are just a victim. Evil people do not need a reason to do evil things. Good people do not need to feel guilty for the crimes of evil people. This is what the evil people want."

Thinking of the little girl holding up her innocent smiling face and crying and accusing him of being a femme fatale, Le Jing's eyes were filled with a hint of smile. This scene was really too funny.

But after laughing, he still warned Li Shuran seriously: "The so-called saying that beautiful women bring disaster is just a despicable statement used by men in patriarchal society since ancient times to shift the responsibility and cover up their own incompetence. In order to evade responsibility, they put the decline of the family and even the collapse of the dynasty on a few women. This is extremely irresponsible and despicable. I think that in China's patriarchal society for thousands of years, a few women will never have such great power."

If this were a cartoon now, Li Shuran's eyes would probably have turned into mosquito-repellent eyes.

Le Jing smiled and shook his head, knowing that it was too early to say this to Li Shuran.

He pondered for a while, and said to the confused Li Shuran: "You don't have to worry about the master and servant. I have my own way to deal with them. I will ask for leave for you in the next few days, so you can study at home first." Let him have a good fight with the master and servant. Those two are also talented people who can offend the two brothers and sisters thoroughly at one time.

After hearing what Le Jing said, Li Shuran calmed down miraculously. She believed that since her brother said so, there must be a solution. Although her brother said it was not her fault, she did cause trouble for him this time.

The two siblings were helpless in Beijing, and her brother was sick and had to work hard to earn money. She really shouldn't have troubled her brother because of her own affairs. She thought that as long as she kept hiding from that person, he would not be able to force her in public? But who could have thought that the bad guy was so mean and actually set his sights on her brother, and even... said such obscene and vicious words!

Although her brother didn't blame her, she couldn't forgive herself. She was too useless, so she kept causing trouble for her brother. She must study hard and become useful as soon as possible. Then it would be her turn to help her brother.

…

It was the day when Yang Jinglun came to collect manuscripts once a week. This time, he received the third article of "Rat Eyes Look Down on People" as promised. As usual, he read it carefully.

The more he looked at her, the higher his mouth corners rose, and he couldn't stop smiling. Finally, he laughed out loud, raised his eyes to look at Le Jing, his eyes filled with deep admiration: "I didn't expect that the gentleman could be so mischievous."

If Nan Tang's swearing skills are at the level of a middle school student, then the swearing skills of the young man in front of him are at the level of a professor!

Le Jing raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "I'm just telling the truth."

"What a truthful statement!" Yang Jinglun laughed uncontrollably: "I'm afraid Nan Tang will be pissed off once this article comes out."

Le Jing smiled slightly, this was exactly his purpose.

In this article, he uses Bai Xue's perspective to satirize two people named Tang Nan and Zhang Defu, vividly portraying their bullying, worship of foreigners, and cold-blooded and ruthless character traits, which makes people sick and is guaranteed to make them infamous.

And this chapter is subtly different in style from the previous ones. The Capital Comprador Chapter is actually a story full of magical realism.

Didn't Tang Nan scold Le Jing for being impotent? Le Jing was a kind person and couldn't do such a bad thing as making up rumors, so he could only tell the truth and say that the Tang family made a fortune in the national disaster.

Yang Jinglun looked at Le Jing, as if he saw a new star rising in the world of mouth cannons in the Republic of China. He was sure that after this article was published in the newspaper, Tang Nan would be in trouble and be criticized by thousands of people!

…

Zheng Yiliang put down his chopsticks heavily, feeling that his mouth was tasteless.

His wife looked at him and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Zheng Yiliang said angrily: "I won't eat anymore. I'm already full of anger. What else can I eat?"

His wife rolled her eyes at him, too lazy to tolerate his bad temper, and just ate and drank to her heart's content.

On the contrary, Zheng Yiliang lost his temper and kept on talking: "Look at what that bastard said in the newspaper! He said something like 'Such an article can actually attract Mr. Zheng Yiliang's praise, I don't know why', what does this son of a bitch mean? Isn't he spreading rumors that I was paid by the night watchman to speak for him! Damn! His little beast, he gave birth to a son without an asshole!"

The wife put down the bowl and said, "No one said that. Even if you scold him, they will only say that you, Zheng Yiliang, a university professor, are trying to cheat the newcomer. You have brought more attention to that young boy. That's what he wants." She looked at Zheng Yiliang dimly and said, "You are a teacher after all. Can you stop swearing and speak more politely? What will happen if your students hear this?"

Zheng Yiliang snorted coldly. He certainly understood that what his wife said made sense, which was why he had not started a war of words with that yellow-haired boy in the newspapers in the past few days. However, it was really aggrieved for him to remain silent.

"Dad! Dad!" The eldest son ran into the house excitedly with a smile on his face.

Zheng Yiliang's face turned cold, and he reprimanded him like a stern father: "You are not a child anymore, how can you be so reckless!" He was about to scold his son to vent his anger, but he saw his wife looked away from him, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He coughed and asked with a stern face: "What's the matter?"

"Dad, look at the article in the newspaper. The night watchman cursed Nan Tang!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yilian immediately snatched the article from his son's hand and scanned the text with a hungry gaze. The more he read, the more excited he became, as if he had drunk a bowl of ice water in the dog days of summer. How refreshing!

[Since I was adopted by Young Master Tang, I have lived a very comfortable life. Young Master Tang is a good person to serve, kind and gentle, and has always treated me with kindness and indulgence.

I feel like a fish in water in this house. I feel very comfortable.

What makes me even happier is that Young Master Tang is gifted and can understand what we mice say. When we are free, we often talk.

The only drawback is that Master Tang's family always holds endless banquets, and the banquets are full of colorful foreigners. They are very noisy and have strong body odor, which makes me feel suffocated.

And I soon discovered an interesting hobby of Master Tang.

He likes to lick foreigners' shoes.

He lay on the ground, head down, licking very hard and intoxicatedly, with saliva all over the floor, really like a pug.

His personal servant Zhang Defu seemed very envious and kept asking, "Master, how do the foreign master's shoes smell?"

Young Master Tang Nan raised his lips, looking savoring, "Do you want to try it? It tastes great."

Zhang Defu immediately became excited, making sounds like a cat in heat. He could not wait to push Young Master Tang aside, kneeling on the ground and licking him vigorously.

The person whose shoes were licked seemed to be a British man. He said to Zhang Defu with satisfaction: "Yes, I like you Chinese people. You have a long history and even lick shoes cleaner than people from other countries."

…

That day, I heard from my servants that there was a drought in a certain place, all the crops were lost, and many people starved to death.

Young Master Tang was very happy and said that their family was about to get rich!

I don't see why there's any necessary connection.

All I know is that Young Master Tang asked people to collect grain, but then he refused to sell it, saying that the price was not high enough yet and we had to wait a little longer.

When I asked him why, Master Tang said proudly, "A beast is a beast. He can't even understand this. Don't you know that when they are very hungry, a handful of food can buy a house! And there is a beautiful girl. If you give her a bite of food, she will go with you. There is no better deal than this."

…

That day we talked about the saying "A dog will always eat shit".

"I think this is a great insult to dogs." I said angrily, "I have seen many dogs, and they don't eat shit."

"That's because you haven't encountered good shit. Chinese people are mean and dirty, so Chinese shit stinks." Young Master Tang licked his lips like a dog, "But foreigners' shit is different. Foreigners are polite and civilized, and their shit tastes good too."

I don't believe it: "Shit is shit, no matter who poops it."

Young Master Tang ignored me. He drooled and said intoxicatedly, "In a foreign sweet toilet, I am willing to be a happy maggot!"

…

I don't stay at home all the time. Occasionally, I go out for a walk with Zhang Defu.

But every time Zhang Defu took me to the same place, it was really boring.

That place was bigger than Young Master Tang’s house. It had many small rooms filled with white flesh. Naked women and men were hugging each other, making strange noises, and then there was a disgusting and pungent smell.

God knows how much torture my ears and nose suffered!

But Zhang Defu really likes to play the game of riding a woman. He often throws me on the bedside, and then rides on the woman endlessly, and every time he does this, the woman will cry endlessly.

Being a mouse, there is nothing more boring than this.

This happened many times, and I couldn't help but observe the poor woman. After sufficient comparison, I found that the woman didn't seem to be very old. When she stood up, she was only a little taller than the table. In terms of human age, she was still a little girl.

Later I heard from other women that she used to be a daughter of a wealthy family, but her family fell into poverty and she was sold to a brothel.

…

That day, I was lying on the bed in boredom, and the crying girl cried out, "Zhang Defu, you beast! You have harmed my whole family, and you will be punished sooner or later!"

Zhang Defu immediately slapped her hard and yelled, "You stinky bitch, you are so shameless! If you had obeyed me earlier, your family wouldn't have suffered this hardship! This is all your fault! Who told you to look down on me!"

Then he started saying some weird things, like his father was the Tang family's driver, his mother was Young Master Tang's wet nurse, and he himself was half a member of the Tang family.

I still don’t understand why Zhang Defu’s surname is Zhang, so how could he be a member of the Tang family?

……】

"In the sweet toilet of Japan, I am willing to be a happy maggot." Zheng Yiliang, the master of mouth cannon, couldn't help but read it out loud, slapped the table happily, and said with great satisfaction: "Great!"

I didn’t expect that the style of this vigilante is so varied, and he also has a great taste in writing humorous and satirical articles.

Zheng Yiliang said happily: "What the Night Watchman said really hits me in the heart! It's so fucking cool! So manly! I really want to meet him!"

The wife sighed quietly, and couldn't understand why her husband, a cultured man, spoke like a bandit.

On this side, Zheng Yiliang applauded Le Jing's article, while on the other side, Nan Tang was so furious that he almost overturned the table.

Nan Tang's real name is Tang Nan. He usually considers himself a very civilized person, but this time he was portrayed as a dirty and despicable person in the article by the Night Watchman. How could he not be shocked and angry?

"Brother Tang, what happened? Did the newspaper say anything?"

Tang Nan looked up at the boy's curious eyes and forced a smile, "Nothing, just a villain scolding me in the newspaper. As the saying goes, when you are famous, you will have more gossip. I'm used to it."

The young man nodded in understanding. "Before I went to Beijing, my father told me that Brother Tang was the most outstanding talent among the younger generation. He had studied abroad and was very knowledgeable. He told me to learn more from Brother Tang this time!"

"I'm grateful for your kindness, uncle." Tang Nan's face looked better, and he put on airs and gave a lecture: "Although it's not as good as Western schools, Kaiming Middle School is pretty good. If you can get in there, you must study hard, so that you can live up to the reputation of your Fengtian Li family."

The young man, Li Jingran's half-brother, Li Jingliang nodded respectfully in response.

…

Le Jing had no idea that his stepmother's biological son had come to Peking to study and had gotten involved with Nan Tang, the troublemaker. At this time, he was busy checking letters from readers.

Since the serialization of "Rat Eyes Look Down on People", many readers have sent letters to the editorial department. After Yang Jinglun helped him collect and organize them, he handed some of the more representative letters to Le Jing. Le Jing not only needs to read them, but also needs to reply to the readers.

After writing several official replies like "Thank you for liking my article", Le Jing opened a special letter.

The sender was a prostitute.

The author has something to say:

I don’t know why, but when I was writing this book, I liked to listen to rock music (…)

Probably because the content is very punk (hey)

Did you watch a TV show when you were young? I forgot what it was called, but I remember there was a torture method in it that was a trauma in my childhood. This torture method was to tie up a person, and then paste layers of wet straw paper on his face, and paste them tightly layer by layer. If the person being tortured was about to die, they would poke a hole in the straw paper, let him take a few breaths, and then ask him if he would confess. If he didn't confess, they would paste more wet paper on him.

Why am I suddenly bringing up this insane torture?

Because this torture affected my whole life.

Since then, every time I put on a facial mask, I would think of this torture, especially when the mask was not applied properly and covered my nostrils... It was like a childhood nightmare reappearing (crying)