Fang Shusheng felt dizzy until he walked out of the "Xuan" gate.
Boss He took him to greet the Minister of Revenue, Hu Bingzhi. Hu asked him his name, address, what book he had read, and whether he had any brothers or sisters at home...
Mr. Hu was friendly and kind, and asked him which kind of rice paper he liked best...
He stuttered at first, but later on his answers became smoother and smoother, and finally he was described by Lord Hu as "peaceful and modest"...
It's like a dream.
Fang Shusheng looked at Xianjin with admiration and enthusiasm. When he reached the door, Fang Shusheng blushed and thanked him repeatedly: "...I will not let you down! I will study hard and not let others say that there are fake students with hard cards on pink paper!"
Xianjin smiled and said, "I hope to see you pass the imperial examination soon!" Then he nodded and said goodbye and went upstairs.
Fang Shusheng nodded vigorously while backing away from the person behind him. When he was leaving the door, he tripped over the threshold and almost fell on his back.
There was a sneer of arrogance behind him: "Like a dog! That He shi bowed and scraped when he gave you a little sweetness - he didn't even look at you!"
As soon as he walked out of the "Xuan" gate, Lin Dalang's voice instantly recovered as if the mute drug had lost its effect, and he grinned and said, "You know what, He Shi is not bad looking. I thought she was a fat and round-armed boss lady!"
Fang Shusheng walked forward with his head down.
"Xuan" is located in a small alley, with blue bricks arranged in fish scales on both sides, and not many pedestrians pass by.
Fang Shusheng held his breath.
Seeing that Fang Shusheng was avoiding him as usual, Lin Dalang mocked even louder: "That's right! How can a plain girl make this business big? - Did you see that? There are so many men standing in her courtyard!"
Fang Shusheng suddenly stopped, held his breath, and lowered his head: "What do you mean by this?"
Lin Dalang laughed loudly three times: "What do I mean? What can I mean? I said that He is a bitch! She is a woman, not from a noble family! How can she make such a big business? It's all because of that pretty face and body!"
A classmate poked his head out and shuddered as he whispered, "Isn't that a bad way to put it? I think Boss He is a nice guy..."
Lin Dalang laughed shortly with a crooked mouth: "Good? What's good about that! You are also a dog! Just rewarding you with two cups of tea makes you the best person in the world! Why doesn't she introduce you to Lord Hu? "
Lin Dalang had been holding back a lot of energy that he didn't dare to release in his "Xuan". Now that it was out, he bathed in the fresh air of lawlessness and let out all the foul air that had been accumulated!
Oh shit!
The woman just now didn't even look at him!
Even a fellow dared to be sarcastic to him!
Pooh!
What the hell!
He still has a title at home! Even in the private school, who dares not respect him?
He was greatly wronged today!
This breath must be expressed!
Lin Dalang put his hands on his waist, beaming with meaning, and raised his eyebrows to his classmates in an ambiguous way: "Maybe it's Master Qiao! Master Qiao has a very high status, why would he be willing to give a question to a little girl..."
"Pah--" Fang Shusheng clenched his right hand and punched Lin Dalang in the eye!
Lin Dalang cried out in pain and covered his eyes with his hands. After a while, he felt the pain which was not too strong.
Lin Dalang put his hands down and sneered exaggeratedly: "My hands are weak!"
Lin Dalang grinned, twisted his wrist, and walked towards Fang Shusheng: "Boy! You still need to practice! With your strength, I'm afraid you can't serve the young Mr. He well--"
Before Lin Dalang could finish his words, there was a sound that pierced the sky. In a flash, Lin Dalang's body was pulled by an iron rope and smashed towards the white wall behind him!
With a "bang", a huge wave of dust rose up in the alley under the glow of the setting sun!
Fang Shusheng's pupils suddenly dilated!
No one could see clearly what happened!
A huge flower of blood burst out from Lin Dalang's left shoulder, and a plain broadsword was completely embedded in the flesh and blood, leaving the handle without any pattern nailed on it!
"Ahhhhh! Aaaaaahhhh!"
After the severe pain, Lin Dalang let out a loud roar!
He was like an eel nailed to wood. He struggled in vain, but found that he could not get rid of the big knife no matter what he did!
The severe pain in his shoulder made his eyes red!
pain!
The pain of bones being shattered into pieces! The pain of flesh being smashed into foam! In just a few moments, his eyes were red with pain and his head was dizzy!
Scholar Fang vaguely heard the sound of horse hooves "tapping" and looked up in horror!
At the entrance of the alley, a tall horse with a dark brown color and smooth mane stood quietly there at some point in time. On the horse's back was a man with broad shoulders and long legs, with soft armor on his chest and back fitting tightly. He held the reins in his hands, lowered his head, and looked into the alley with unclear eyes.
There is no doubt that the long sword that was as fast as the wind must have come from this person's hand.
Lin Dalang also saw the person coming.
At this moment, anger overcame pain.
"Do you know who I am? My grandfather is Uncle Xiangbei! I am from the Lin family in the east of the city!"
The severe pain exhausted his strength, and the words he roared out were thin and weak, not reflecting his overwhelming anger at all.
The man on horseback shrugged his shoulders slightly, as if he chuckled, then he turned over and got off the horse, walking towards Lin Dalang slowly. The dark shadow on the ground slowly lengthened, and his body gave people a strong sense of oppression.
Fang Shusheng couldn't help but hold his breath.
Lin Huang'er, who was nailed to the wall, opened his eyes wide and watched the man grab the exposed knife handle and twist it back and forth casually.
The flesh and blood were crushed into pieces between the blades.
Lin Dalang groaned and his pupils almost dilated.
The man chuckled again, pulled out his long sword, leaned forward slightly, and said in a voice like torn silk: "It doesn't matter if you are from the Earl's Mansion or the Duke's Mansion. If you keep talking nonsense, I will destroy you."
The knife was pulled out, and Lin Dalang staggered, gasping for air and breathing heavily for life: "You... who are you... who are you!"
The man stood with his sword on his back, his red tassel falling to the ground. His face, with its sharp features, showed an unconcealed hostility: "Qiao Hui, Qiao Baoyuan."
.....
"Xuan" means the upper heaven and the inner chamber.
Xianjin was buried in the book, occasionally fiddling with the abacus, and a tall figure walked in.
Xianjin sniffed and smelled a fresh smell of blood.
Looking at Qiao Hui again, there were bright red bloodstains on the corners of his clothes.
Xianjin frowned: "What's going on?"
Qiao Hui pouted, moved her waist with her shoulders, swayed left and right, and a hum came out of her throat.
Xianjin:?
Going to work is annoying!
Seeing Xianjin's face fall, Qiao Hui shyly sat next to Xianjin and said, "Oh, oh, oh, just now a scholar had a fight with someone else for you... Tell me! Who was that person!"
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