Chapter 403: If reason doesn’t work to convince people, then we can only convince them with “virtue”!
"Hey, this one is a waste!"
Jiang Yingcheng took the initiative to replace the rice paper with new one, and when he saw the handwriting clearly, he muttered quietly: "Hmm... so ugly."
The robber who wrote: "..."
Listen to what you say, is it human language?!
Not true.
"You, you just said..." the robber said in a harsh voice, "What is in whose hand?!"
Jiang Yingcheng blinked his eyes and repeated, "Your daughter is in my hands."
The robber who wrote: "..."
Didn't he hear clearly? !
He didn't dare to hear clearly!!
The robber who was caught with his labor threw away his pen, and all the hairs on his body stood up: "Don't hurt me!"
Although the contact time was short, it was enough for him to see many problems!
This lively and cheerful little fellow seems to be no different from any other kid. But in fact, every servant following him is very skilled. You can pick any one of them at random and beat them all to the ground.
The family of such a child must be extremely powerful.
He didn't want to get into trouble with such a huge creature just because of a letter!
Jiang Yingcheng was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the pen again and handed it back in a good-tempered manner: "Don't be so angry."
She tried to convince them with reason: "Once you finish writing, we can leave. You don't want Chengcheng's uncles to stay here forever, right?"
Xu Jiu snorted coldly at the right time and tensed his muscles.
Robber: “…”
Is this a threat?!
This is threatening, right?!
"No," the robber refused the brush the young man handed over and rolled his eyes at him. "After you leave, your family's thugs will come again, and there may be more of them."
"No, they won't find this place!" Jiang Yingcheng shook his head and continued to persuade, "It's just a letter, it will be over soon!"
If it weren't for the fact that each of her uncles had their own unique handwriting and they were all afraid of committing the crime of deceiving the emperor, she wouldn't have to rely on herself and deceive people by writing letters!
The robber's green eyes scanned the people in the dust and asked soul-torturing questions: "Do you think I'm stupid?!"
If it's that simple, why doesn't the man behind you who looks like he has a lot of ink write? !
Why doesn't the man who looks so noble write? !
Why doesn't that bald guy write? !
If no one writes, then he won’t write either!
Even if he jumped off this mountain and died today, or hanged himself on a tree in the forest, he would never write a single word!!
Jiang Yingcheng's figure paused suspiciously for a moment, his eyes flickering.
After a while, as if she had prepared herself mentally, she turned her head again and said righteously: "But if you don't write it, the uncles can start now!"
Robber: “…”
If you can’t convince people with reason, then you can only convince them with virtue!
Jiang Yingcheng patted her Uncle Lechen's arm: "Uncle Lechen, go for it!!"
…
Another half while passed.
The robber, with dark circles in his eyes, looked at the little devil in front of him with humiliation: "Your daughter is in my hands, what now?"
Jiang Yingcheng leaned forward, stared at the robber and wrote, "I won't return it."
Robber: “…”
The robber asked anxiously, "You will leave after I finish writing, right?"
The words "I won't return it" clearly indicate the intention to take root here!!
Jiang Yingcheng looked up in confusion, not understanding why this uncle with ugly handwriting was so insecure, but still answered honestly: "Of course~"
She frowned and looked at the furnishings in the room, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.
She said nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.
Robber: “…”
It seemed as if all the humiliation of this life had been endured today.
The robber gritted his teeth and said, "I won't return it. What's next?!"
"Hmm... Chengcheng, think about it... I won't return it," Jiang Yingcheng's attention was immediately called back, "Mind yourself."
The robber paused in his attempt to write, and Jiang Yingcheng quickly pulled the rice paper away from its spot.
“That was a close call!”
The robber looked annoyed: "You... have a grudge against your father?"
"Yeah?" Jiang Yingcheng looked innocent. "What?"
Although she was angry with her father, she still liked her father very much!
Where is the hatred? !
Before he could utter any rebuttal, Jiang Yingcheng's eyes inadvertently swept across the rice paper in his hand, and his firm answer suddenly became less confident.
She tried to explain, her tone hollow: "The tone was a bit fierce, but don't all threatening letters look like this?"
You can't write in the letter: "Your daughter is in my arms, wait for me to come over and give you a shoulder pat", right?
The robber slammed the table: "Are you being a bit fierce?!"
It's already super fierce, right?!
He slammed the table, and Jiang Yingcheng slammed it back hard, not wanting to admit defeat. However, she failed to control the strength and the pain made her almost cry.
"Can Chengcheng be blamed for that?!" She said stubbornly, pointing her finger at the piece of rice paper she had ruined earlier. "It's because your handwriting is so ugly and you can't hold the pen steadily, so Chengcheng tried to keep it as simple as possible!!"
She had many more threatening words to say, but she deleted most of them in order to take care of this unreliable robber!
The robber's anger, which he had been holding back all night, was ignited by this sentence. He stood up angrily and shouted, "My handwriting is ugly?!"
"I have studied poetry for more than ten years, and you say my handwriting is ugly?!"
"You didn't know that I—"
"shut up!"
The robber leader who had been watching quietly suddenly shouted loudly, successfully interrupting the writer's roar.
The man seemed to be suddenly paused, his movement frozen as he stretched out his hand to hit the table, and the vivid expression instantly shifted to Jiang Yingcheng's face.
【Studying poetry books hard? 】
She accurately grasped the key point in that passage: [Studying poetry for more than ten years...but your handwriting is like that? ]
Isn't this too unreasonable?!
Just then, a breeze blew through the hall. Amid the flickering candlelight, Jiang Yingcheng's eyes became deep yet cunning.
【There is a melon! 】
The powerful radar for capturing big melons was activated instantly, and almost at the moment when the voice came out, everyone saw that the young man who was full of energy just now suddenly lowered his head and soon fell into a state of meditation like an old monk.
The robbers who saw this situation for the first time were stunned and took a big step back, their hands almost shaking out afterimages: "We didn't do anything!!"
The few people looked at each other in confusion, then lowered their heads in lack of interest.
They have more important things to do now!
After a moment, Jiang Yingcheng raised his head in surprise and looked at the robbers opposite him: [Wow——]
[These robbers have a story! ! ]
Slurp.