Chapter 244 The boy got angry and Yan Che got beaten
Looking at the prince and Luo Ranran, who looked serious but couldn't hide their joking nature, the boy fell silent for a rare time.
Naituanzi stepped back a meter and rubbed his sore neck. "Height is a disadvantage. It's so tiring to raise my head to look at people!" 】
Lian Jin floated over and began to massage Luo Ranran's little neck, which made Nangong Yu, who was standing by, envious.
It's all a tear of bitterness when I talk about it.
He has never been served by a young disciple.
The prince glanced at the two little guys. Although he felt sad, he was already accustomed to this scene. He just glanced at them and then looked away.
Seeing that the boy was still silent, he immediately had some guesses in his mind: "Little boy, do you have a girl you like?"
"What are you doing here?"
At this moment, Furong's voice was heard outside the crowd, and behind her were Lu Jiaojiao, Ji Linran, Zhao Linger, Mei Lan, and the siblings Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yan.
The onlookers' eyes suddenly lit up.
Yan Che, who was in the crowd, rolled his eyes and shouted to Furong, "Miss Furong, the boy said he likes you."
As soon as these words came out, the noise at the scene suddenly stopped.
Furong opened her mouth in shock, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she didn't know what to do.
Luo Ranran and the prince were making eye contact. There's hope for these two!
Nan Batian had black lines on his forehead.
His disciple has started to act out of tune again.
Fearing that his disciple might upset the princess, he quickly tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Take it easy and don't talk nonsense."
Yan Che was unhappy, "Master, even though I'm talking nonsense, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the boy is particularly tolerant of Miss Furong."
Nan Batian: “…”
He couldn't refute what was said.
Furong's expression froze, and she glared at Yan Che angrily, "So, you were talking nonsense just now?"
Yan Che smiled apologetically and quickly hid behind Nan Batian. A real man can bend and stretch, and he didn't dare to confront the tigress head-on.
After spending a few days together, he realized that Princess Zhaoyang was surrounded by many talented people, and none of them was easy to mess with.
The two brothers Lu Shamo and Jia Bo and Jia Tao rolled their eyes in unison. This Yan Che was exactly the same as his master Nan Batian.
As for the old one, relying on his status as the best master in the world, he was so arrogant that his eyes seemed to be raised to the sky.
As for me, I am a stingy guy. Not only am I stingy, but the key is that I tell lies with open eyes and like to stir up trouble everywhere.
It's just a shit stirrer.
It’s no big deal to watch the fun.
Lu Shamo thought for a moment and said to Furong, "Miss Furong, don't pay attention to what Yan Che said. The boy didn't say anything just now. You must not think too much about it."
Yan Che poked his head out and said, "Miss Furong, you can think as much as you want. I am very good at judging people. The boy will definitely treat you differently. And..."
"Brother Yan." The boy clenched his fists and stopped Yan Che from continuing to speak anxiously, "Please be merciful with your words."
Yan Che chuckled, "Okay." Then he continued to shout at Furong, "Miss Furong, there's one more thing. The boy secretly hid a handkerchief with your name embroidered on it. I happened to see it. If you don't believe me, you can search his arms yourself."
The boy's already red face suddenly turned redder as if blood was dripping from it.
Furong opened her mouth in shock again.
Except for the confused Jiang Yuan brother and sister, everyone at the scene looked at her.
Furong opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she couldn't stand so many people's teasing looks. After glaring at the boy, she quickly turned and left.
"Just leaving like that?" Yan Che expressed some regret. The next second, he was punched in the face by the angry boy, and he was beaten so hard that stars appeared on his head.
The boy was filled with anger, he looked at Yan Che with cold eyes and said harsh words.
"Yan Che, I call you Brother Yan to show respect, but it doesn't mean I can let you tease me. If you do it again, I will not care about life or death."
Yan Che should never have let Furong become the object of everyone's gossip. He himself didn't care, since it was just a worthless life anyway.
After saying that, the boy quickly chased in the direction of Furong.
Yan Che covered his beaten face with a grimace in his mouth. It was not until this moment that he realized that he had indeed gone too far.
Before Yan Che could recover from his shock.
Luo Ranran's baby voice floated over, "Yan Che, this county judge thinks you are thick-skinned and tough, and you really deserve a beating."
"Come here, loosen up Yan Che's skin and make him deeply understand what it means for a man to cry and it's not a sin to cry!"
"Yes, Princess."
Lu Shamo, Jia Bo, Jia Tao, and the shadow guards brought by Nangong Yu all smiled and surrounded Yan Che in an instant.
Yan Che swallowed his saliva and grabbed Nan Batian who was about to slip away quietly, "Master, save me, although I am thick-skinned, I don't want to suffer!"
Nan Batian shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was powerless, "My disciple, if you want to blame someone, blame it on yourself for being mean. Can't you just be a good person?" He just insisted on being mean!
Yan Che's tough and handsome face turned pale in an instant, and his eyes rolled wildly, "Master, how about this, if you save me, I will give you all my private money."
Nan Batian's eyes flashed, "How many are there?"
Yan Che told the truth, "A total of five taels and three hundred and eighty copper coins."
Three hundred and eight! ! !
Nan Batian's face turned pale and he refused on the spot: "I don't want three hundred and eighty, you can keep it for yourself!"
Sanbasanba, isn’t this an insult?
Nan Batian turned and left. Yan Che became anxious and hugged his thigh tightly.
"Master, it's not three hundred and eighty, it's five taels and three hundred and eighty copper coins. Even if you don't want the three hundred and eighty copper coins, don't you want the five taels of silver?"
The master is poorer than him.
But I can't bring myself to do things for others without losing face.
He just didn't believe that his master didn't want the five taels of silver.
Well, Nan Batian really didn't care about these five taels of silver. He used his inner strength to push Yan Che away on the spot. Under Yan Che's shocked gaze, he proudly straightened his clothes.
"My disciple, I am no longer the poor master who could not even afford to cook. To tell you the truth, I am now richer than you. I have plenty of..."
Nan Batian proudly stretched out a finger and shook it.
Yan Che: ━=( )
"Master, you actually have ten taels of silver!"
Stolen? Or was it stolen?
Nan Batian smiled reservedly, "Disciple, you are wrong. It is not ten taels of silver, but a full one hundred taels of silver. You should save your mere five taels of silver to buy ointment for the wound!"
What?
('' )!
"One hundred taels of silver!"
Yan Che's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his face was full of disbelief. "No, I don't believe you have a hundred taels of silver. If you don't believe me, take it out and show it to me."
This money should belong to him.
Nan Batian's smile faded and he looked at Yan Che warily, "What do you want to do? Are you trying to steal my money?"
Yan Che's eyes flickered slightly, and he said righteously, "What are you robbing? I'm asking for my own money back. Master, am I being too much?"
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