Chapter 199 Temple Fair Farce

Ling Yuanhao pinned the man down and beat him.

When Zhou's followers came to rescue them, he beat them together with the followers.

"Mr. Ling has ever practiced martial arts?" Song Jin asked in surprise.

Qin Chi looked ahead and said softly, "Ling Yuanhao was born into a military family. His father is General Ling. He was originally a martial arts genius, but for some reason he was forced to study by his family, including his eldest and second brothers."

He said he wanted to give up martial arts and pursue literature.

But the whole family is only half-hearted in their studies.

Ling Yuanhao, the only one with some talent, was only admitted to the Imperial College under the protection of others.

Song Jin couldn't help but have conspiracy theories.

The affairs of the court have never been simple.

Qin Chi did not say that General Ling was from his maternal grandfather's line, and that was why he was feared by the person in the palace. To let his son give up military service and pursue literature was the attitude of the Lingding Marquis's mansion. In other words, General Ling's move showed that his military power would not be passed on to his son in the future, so that the emperor could rest assured.

Qin Chi couldn’t say anything about these things.

Especially when people are outside.

"Ling Yuanhao, just teach him a lesson, don't beat him to death." Qin Chi reminded.

Ling Yuanhao really stopped talking, "Bah! Mr. Zhou, you said Yang Yingrong is a playboy, and you are not a good person either."

"Exactly!"

Yang Yingrong suddenly spoke up in the crowd, "I am a playboy, please don't lump me in with Zhou. I am at most mud in the river, while he is mud in the stinking ditch. We can't mix together."

“Haha, isn’t it all mud?”

Someone followed suit.

"This mud can be divided into good and bad."

Yang Yingrong opened his folding fan and fanned himself in a romantic manner, saying with a wicked smile: "It's like your mother is your mother, your aunt is also your mother, and your wet nurse is also your mother. Can they all be considered the same mother?"

“Pfft, hahahaha…”

"It doesn't count."

Zhou Kefu was beaten unconscious and was soon taken to the clinic by his followers.

Someone has to clean up this mess.

Ling Yuanhao straightened his clothes.

Seeing Yang Yingrong approaching, he subconsciously looked behind him, but did not see the girl from the Liu family. "Where is your cousin? Did you get rid of her?"

"What a crap cousin! She's not from my family. My mother's last name is Gao." Yang Yingrong said with a look of disgust on his face.

Song Jin heard something.

This reminded me of the Liu family in Jianning.

So, Song Jin asked Qin Chi in a low voice: "Is that Miss Liu the sister of Liu Ji?"

"Yes, sister."

Qin Chi responded softly.

The wife of Yang Lingyu, the prefect of Huizhou, was Liu, who was from the Liu family of Jianning. However, Yang Yingrong was not Yang Lingyu's son, he just called him his cousin.

If you insist on saying that they are cousins, it is not wrong, but there is a layer of distance between them.

Song Jin, who was thinking about something, did not notice that Yang Yingrong's eyes fell on her from time to time, and Qin Chi seemed to block her in front of her unintentionally.

Is Yang Yingrong the kind of person who keeps things to himself?

He immediately walked around Qin Chi and stared straight at Song Jin, asking in a somewhat condescending manner: "Hey! Do you have a brother? I saw a poor guy in Piaoxianglou before, and he looked a lot like you."

"Master Yang recognized the wrong person."

Qin Chi turned around for Song Jin and stood in front of him. "My wife has just arrived in Shangjing and has no brothers."

Song Jin also pretended to be very scared and hid beside Qin Chi.

Ling Yuanhao patted Yang Yingrong on the shoulder and said, "Master Yang, your pick-up skills are not good enough. You should at least find the right person. She is my brother's wife."

"Go, get out of the way."

Yang Yingrong really didn't have that idea, "I remember that person owed me a meal."

"Is your Yang family so poor?"

Ling Yuanhao was shocked. "You remembered just one meal?"

Neither of them is in tune.

As we were chatting, we went astray.

Qin Chi bowed and said he wanted to go back. After saying goodbye to his classmates one by one, he took Song Jin away.

Song Jin followed Qin Chi into the crowd.

It's still lively here at night.

But Song Jin was not in the mood to watch at this moment. She vaguely noticed that Qin Chi seemed to be in a bad mood.

Song Jin, who was one step behind him, realized that Qin Chi was wearing a long green gown with wide cuffs fluttering in the wind. His clothes were neat and plain. Anyone who saw him would think that he was a poor and elegant scholar.

Coupled with her simple clothes.

It is consistent with the two people's external background.

But at this moment, Song Jin's thoughts drifted a little far away, and his eyes fell on Qin Chi from time to time. The corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and his deep eyes seemed to be covered by heavy fog. It was not difficult to see that he was unhappy.

Walked out of the crowd.

Came to the carriage.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Old Li was waiting there. As soon as he saw them, he jumped off the shaft and took out the horse stool.

The two men got into the carriage one after another.

Qin Chi said calmly, "Uncle Li, let's go back."

"Okay."

Uncle Li responded, led the carriage to the road, jumped onto the shaft and whipped the horse.

The horse pulled the cart slowly forward.

Song Jin glanced at Qin Chi, "What's wrong with my husband? He doesn't seem very happy?"

"Nothing, just thinking about something." Qin Chi straightened his sleeves.

I still have to sort it out again and again.

Is he thinking while adjusting his sleeves?

Song Jin watched him straighten his sleeves. It was already smooth, but he continued to straighten them. "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't keep it in your heart."

After a pause, Song Jin continued: "Of course, if it's a secret, don't tell it."

Qin Chi didn't know why, but he felt even worse after hearing this, but he didn't show it on his face. He still had the elegant demeanor of a scholar. "By the way, how did you know Yang Yingrong? Do you still owe him a meal?"

"Ah? Didn't Uncle Li tell you?"

Song Jin did not answer, but asked this question instead.

Qin Chi straightened his back slightly, "Uncle Li didn't mention it."

"That's quite unexpected. I thought he would tell you."

There was no complaint or sarcasm in Song Jin's words.

The main thing is that she knows her whereabouts very well and she will definitely not be able to hide it from Qin Chi and his people.

So she readily told Qin Chi everything about what happened when she met Yang Yingrong at Piaoxianglou that day.

"He is a spoiled dandy who doesn't even talk in a proper way. If I hadn't met him today, I would have almost forgotten about him."

Song Jin didn't take this matter to heart.

If she hadn't met him suddenly, she would never have thought of Yang Yingrong.

Qin Chi's lips curled up slightly when he saw this.

My mood suddenly improved for some reason.

As long as you are not familiar with him, it's fine! "This guy named Yang is really weird. He is not familiar with you, but he acts like he is very familiar with you. If you meet him next time, avoid him and don't let him bother you."

Qin Chi gave Song Jin detailed instructions.

Song Jin laughed, "I will never have any contact with him, so you can rest assured. At that time, I was dressed as a man, and in Yang Yingrong's eyes, I was also a man."

Qin Chi thought about it and agreed.

Soon, Song Jin said again: "My husband, it's still about that. I want to go to Jianning Mansion."

"Do you really have to go?"

Qin Chi clenched his five fingers into a fist, then slowly released them.

Song Jin was determined, "I will go. I would rather go there than wait for news in the capital."

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