This was truly arrogant and attracted strange looks from everyone.
Wen Yu seemed not to feel it and stretched out her hand towards Luo Jing: "Give me a hundred taels, and I'll let this matter go."
Everyone: ...
Having said that, even if Luo Jing's mouth hurt, he couldn't help but speak.
He opened his mouth and trembled, "Who the hell are you? How dare you say such a thing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the two servants who had been ready for action rushed forward.
"Miss! Be careful!"
The scholar shouted softly, grabbed Wen Yu and brought her behind him.
But unexpectedly, the two servants seemed to be kicked twice in the air.
Before he could get close to Wen Yu, he flew backwards, spurted out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, covered his stomach and wailed.
Luo Jing: ...
Luo Jing seemed to have figured something out, "You know martial arts? And you're an expert!"
Wen Yu's veil hat was still firmly worn on her head, looking mysterious and elegant.
She did not deny Luo Jing's words, but smiled and said, "One hundred taels, or I will beat you to a pulp and your parents will not recognize you."
Luo Jing seemed to have ignored the pain in his mouth at this time, and said angrily: "This is under the feet of the emperor, how dare you?!"
"You also know that this is under the Emperor's feet? I thought you didn't know. What's wrong with the Emperor's feet? I will still beat him even if he is under the Emperor's feet! If you have the guts, ask the Dali Temple to arrest me."
"What a boast! I want to see who you are!"
After Luo Jing finished speaking, he suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Wen Yu's veil, trying to knock it off.
Wen Yu frowned slightly. At this time, the scholar rushed in front of her again and blocked Luo Jing's palm firmly.
However, he did not expect that the palm was so strong that the already sick and weak scholar staggered and was about to fall.
Wen Yu: ...
No way bro...
Wen Yu had no choice but to grab the scholar's hand and pull him back.
Then she put her arm around his waist firmly and teased, "You better stand firm this time. This seems to be the third time you've stood in front of me."
The scholar felt the shackles around his waist: ...
He turned his head. They were very close to each other. The light gauze of the veil fluttered, and the scholar caught a glimpse of Wen Yu with a smile through the rippling corner of the gauze.
He was stunned.
Luo Jing, who took action, was like the two servants, flying backwards and smashing a set of tables and chairs not far away.
All the scholars exclaimed in unison, some hesitating whether to go up and help.
"Puff, cough cough! You! You guys!" Luo Jing looked at the two people hugging each other and cursed, "What an adulterous couple! You deliberately set a trap to find...ah——"
Wen Yu stamped on Luo Jing's chest and said faintly, "You speak so nicely, you must have wiped your mouth after going to the toilet, right?"
Luo Jing's face turned pale.
Wen Yu snorted and laughed: "One hundred taels for the pair, plus another hundred taels to buy your qualification to be a man for the rest of your life, huh? Two hundred taels in total, is it worth it?"
Luo Jing: ...
“W-what did you say!?”
He was sweating profusely. What did this woman mean? Could she dare...
…She might really dare.
Thinking of this, Luo Jing endured the pain all over his body and gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred taels, I'll give it to you."
Wen Yu showed a fairly satisfied expression: "Wouldn't it be better if you kept your promise earlier? I think this gentleman's couplet is very good."
She took the two hundred taels of silver from the teahouse owner and squinted her eyes. "It seems that this thesis teahouse was opened by the Hanlin Academy. They asked the young master for money, and the owner gave it to him. It's interesting."
Everyone: ...
The scholars in the teahouse all looked thoughtful.
Wen Yu held the banknote and waved it at the scholar who seemed to be stunned. "Sir, let's go."
The scholar looked as if he had just woken up from a dream, and quietly followed Wen Yu out of the teahouse.
No one dared to stop him.
The teahouse owner helped Luo Jing up and whispered, "Sir, this..."
Luo Jing's eyes revealed a hint of viciousness, and his voice was so low that it was inaudible but full of murderous intent: "Go and check it out. I want her to be eaten by wild dogs, only then can I relieve the hatred in my heart!"
"yes."
Wen Yu brought the scholar to the corner of the wall, turned around and handed him the silver note.
"Two hundred taels, the extra hundred will be used as compensation for your mental damages."
The scholar did not answer, but asked in confusion: "Mental damage compensation?"
"Mental damages refer to mental suffering, physical pain or other serious mental abnormalities caused by the infringement of your personal rights and interests, and then the compensation is paid to you. Anyway, you just take it."
The scholar pondered for a while because of this, then smiled and said: "This mental damage compensation is interesting, but it is not necessary. The two hundred taels of silver notes were taken by the young lady, so they are naturally yours."
Wen Yu was a little confused: "You are already wearing patched clothes, and you still don't have money to see a doctor. You are so sick that you are weak and fall down when you are pushed. Now you have money but you don't want it? I don't think you are stupid, why do you keep saying stupid things?"
Scholar: ...
"Didn't you come to this thesis teahouse just for this hundred taels? Now you have an extra hundred, but you are not secretly happy and you refuse it? Is there anyone in this world who thinks that money is too much?"
The scholar chuckled and said, "Not really, it's just that if others are unwilling to give it, I won't bother to take it."
Wen Yu was filled with questions when she heard that. She subconsciously put the back of her hand against his forehead and said, "You don't have a fever, why are you pretending to be Lin Daiyu?"
The scholar felt the fleeting soft touch and warm body temperature on his forehead, and his body paused imperceptibly.
"You got the right pair, and this hundred taels is the fruit of your labor, and you deserve it. That idiot who didn't fulfill his promise is an idiot, and it has nothing to do with you. You should fight to protect your rights."
"Of course, I'm not asking you to be stubborn. Your life is important. The world is dangerous. If you can't do it, just retreat. Do you understand?"
The scholar couldn't help laughing: "Miss is right."
Seeing that he agreed with her, Wen Yu stuffed the banknotes into his lapel and patted his chest.
"Don't think it's vulgar to talk about money. It's your guarantee for staying in Shengjing."
The scholar's eyes trembled, and he felt that the place where he was hit was hot, as if there was a fire burning.
Wen Yu added, "Take the money and find a good doctor to see you. Your coughing makes my lungs hurt. The spring exam is not until February, and it's only December now. I don't want to hear about someone freezing to death on the road one day, and then find out that it wasn't frozen to death, but died of illness."
Scholar: ...
He looked at Wen Yu's back as she turned away gracefully, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and asked the question that had been lingering in his heart: "My name is Yue Lingfeng, may I ask your name, young lady?"
Wen Yu raised her hand without looking back. When doing good deeds, one naturally does not leave a name.
"My name is Lei Feng. See you again if we are lucky."
The scholar was surprised: "Lei Feng..."
"It doesn't sound like a girl's name, but it suits you."
Wen Yu, who heard these words vaguely, said:
It doesn't complement it, not at all.
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