After all, he is the son of the head of a private school in Songjiang Prefecture. This is something Wang BuSheng always keeps in mind. He is the actual leader of Songjiang Prefecture’s literary world. The students of Songjiang Prefecture all need figures to praise their virtues. Wang BuSheng does not want to offend, after all, he is a scholar. An aspiring young man with morals and pursuits was promoted to a thousand households in one year and took charge of the Imperial Guard in three years. If he wanted to realize his dream, Wang Busheng felt that he could only succeed if he had friends all over the place. After all, promotion and wealth depend not on performance, but on achievements. With connections, if I can turn Li Bai into my friend, and then the scholars of Songjiang Mansion will jointly submit a letter, then I will be the best Jin Yiwei in Songjiang Mansion, the most capable, and the most sincere to His Majesty and the court. It’s difficult even to get promoted.
However, there are still some things that need to be done, such as making Li Mubai's memory long, and reading to make you aware of etiquette and shame, rather than finding a suitable theoretical basis for your own lust. A small lesson can be worthy of your own heart, and the rest Leave it to retribution. Besides, all the injuries were caused by Li Mubai himself. There are more than a dozen pairs of eyes here to testify for him. From beginning to end, he didn't move a finger. As for the two slaves of the Li family who were beaten, it was just a beating. The master's arrogance is understandable. What do you call a dog? What's waiting for you is either a bone or a beating stick. I believe Li Bai won't be petty. After all, he is a leader in the literary world and must have a broad mind. He just beat a dog, so he shouldn't hate himself for it.
"Young Master!" Seeing Li Mubai unconscious with blood on his head, the Mei brothers were shocked. As long as they used familiar postures and controlled the strength, they had never hurt themselves, but seeing themselves Seeing the misfortune of the young master, the mood of the two of them changed, from shock to horror. If the young master had any trouble, the master would definitely let himself be buried with him.
Can't break free of the rope. The two of them moved closer to Li Mubai like earthworms. Seeing such a touching scene of the deep love between master and servant, Wang Busui was very moved. In this era when everything has a price, such a loyal slave could not Too many, "Two dogs, let them loose."
"Yes, my lord"
The Mei brothers stared at Wang Busheng fiercely, "If the young master has any shortcomings, my master will definitely not let you go."
"You two also have something wrong with your eyes. It was obviously your young master who fell down by himself, so what does it have to do with me?" Wang Bushi shrugged. Although he is a handsome scapegoat, he is not a scapegoat. Wang Bushi firmly denied it.
The young master is a scholar, and he doesn't have the eloquence to win an argument against this Jin Yiwei. The Mei brothers don't want to be embarrassed, so they just choose to ignore it.
After being released, the Mei brothers switched from three steps to two steps and ran towards Li Mubai.
"It's really hard to be a good person in this world." Wang Bushu clasped his hands on his chest and looked up at the beams at a 45-degree angle. "People's hearts are old and morals are corrupt." Then, as if unintentionally, he moved lightly on his toes. A teacup that rolled on the ground cleverly landed at the feet of Mei Wenhua, who was running at the back. Then Mei Wenhua was like sitting on a roller skate, and suddenly bumped into Mei Wenhua, who was bending down to check on his young master's injury. Quality.
Then a scream came, "Legs, legs, you two idiots, hurry up and deliver the goods."
"Haha, young master, you're awake. I thought you were dead." Mei Wenhua, who was lying on Li Mubai's body, looked excited. Hearing his young master's energetic greetings, Mei Wenhua was also very happy. This was better than I would be even happier to marry an original wife.
"Get up quickly, I'm dead if you don't wake up." Li Mubai still felt pain.
"Okay, I'll get up right now."
They would not be reluctant to part with a man's body. They stood up quickly, and then when they saw Li Mubai lying on the ground, both of them had sweat on their foreheads. "Master, Master, your legs."
"Wow, everyone in the sky, when did you get so powerful and retribution come so fast?" Wang Bushit couldn't believe it. Should he also worship? What he worshiped was not the Buddha, but his desire to be promoted.
Head injury leads to coma. This is obviously a brain impact. Countless small cells are scrambling to provide support. Eventually, blood vessels are blocked and oxygen supply is insufficient, leading to coma. According to medical theory, this symptom should continue for a while. Time, he never expected Li Mubai to wake up so quickly. After seeing one of Li Mubai's legs bent in a posture that was difficult for humans to maintain, Wang Busheng figured it out. It was not Li Mubai's vitality that was tenacious, but Awakened by pain.
"Legs, my legs." Seeing his inverted XO-shaped legs, Li Mubai's face was covered with sweat in pain. "Hurry, take me to the doctor quickly."
"Yes, it's the young master," Mei Wenhua and Mei Zhenxing nodded in agreement. The two of them bent down to help Li Mubai up.
Well, okay, Li Mubai's weight is a challenge for them.
Seeing this, Mei Zhenzi looked at the onlookers around him and said, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come over to help? If my young master has any shortcomings, you will all be buried with my young master."
The quality disappears and everything feels like it should be taken for granted.
"Huh, I lost my money, I won't help you." Many people had the same idea, and the result was that all the dozens of spectators left. Those who wanted to stay and continue to watch the fun were worried about causing harm to Chiyu, so in the end they had no choice but to be reluctant to leave. The son of the head of the private school in Songjiang Prefecture broke his head and broke his leg while trying to pick up a girl. What a big melon this is. He can definitely board the Songjiang Prefecture. hot topic.
"Where am I? What happened just now?" Mei Mei couldn't believe it when she saw the crowd disappearing in front of her eyes. The young masters of the private school in Songjiang Prefecture were willing to die without saving their lives. Their hearts were broken and their morals were corrupt.
But then Mei Zizi gave up complaining because he saw Wang Busui and others.
"Hey, how can you stand by and watch when the people need you? Taxpayers' money is just feeding the dogs." Jin Yiwei, the son of the head of a private school in Songjiang Prefecture, did not take the initiative to help. This was an act that trampled on professional ethics.
"Hahaha, you dare to command our Jinyi Guards. Are you the commander or your Majesty?" Li Ergou had a bad look on people who were willing to be cute dogs.
"Yes, just now your young master scolded us Jin Yiwei completely." Ge Da Ge Er is also a vengeful person. Scolding the cook while eating is even more shameless and worse than scolding the cook after eating.
Li Mubai endured the pain and kept his body in a deformed posture. He hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth, and finally said, "I dare you to ask this noble man his name."
Wang Busheng had an expression on his face that had nothing to do with me. "Master Li, let me declare first that these things have nothing to do with me. It was you who broke your head and your servant who broke your leg. This matter has nothing to do with me. You Don’t take revenge for wronging a good person.”
Jinghao sneered at Wang Busheng's words. The moonlight was still the moonlight of a young man, and Wang Busheng was still lying seriously.
Enduring the pain, Li Mubai forced out a smile, "My lord, you have misunderstood. I, Li Mubai, am a scholar. How can I wrongly accuse good people without distinction of right and wrong? You Jin Yiwei are the patron saint of Songjiang Mansion and the guarantee for the people to live and work in peace and contentment. How can I harm them?" common people".
A man who knows the current affairs is a hero. When someone is in trouble and needs help, he dares to bend down and put down his dignity. This is an essential skill for a successful scholar. If it weren't for the fact that his two domestic slaves are too useless, Li Mu It was impossible for Bai to surrender to Wang Bushit, and the other party's identity was still Jin Yiwei. Vulgar martial artist.
"Mr. Li, thank you for your sincerity. On behalf of all the staff of Dongshi Baihu Office, I would like to thank Mr. Li for clearing our innocence." Wang Bushit burst into tears of gratitude. If he hadn't disliked the dirty snot in his nose, he would have snorted it a few times.
"It should, it should. Xiaosheng is also a citizen of Songjiang Mansion. Now he is seriously injured and needs to see a doctor. I wonder if all the officials can be convenient and lend a hand." Li Mubai clasped his hands in fists, and his arrogant expression turned into humility.
Anyone who fails once has a moment of glory, and anyone who is awesome also has a day of shit.
Someone pushed me into the world, and the world thought I was stupid, and then pushed me back. I was in a dilemma, people laughed at me, and I laughed at me. What I experienced was myself, and what I judged was others. People are always influenced by too many people and too many things. There is no way to live transparently. Being free and easy is your own style, and pleasing yourself is the top priority. Now that he is injured, Li Mubai believes that it is natural to be a grandson for once.
"This," Wang Busui was a little embarrassed.
"Sir, helping others is a fine tradition of our descendants from the Yan and Huang Dynasties. It is shameful not to save others at the sight of death. Lao Tzu says, be respectful, tolerant, trustworthy, sensitive, and helpful. Being respectful will not insult you, being tolerant will win people, and trusting will make others trust you. "If you are agile, you will have merit, and if you are kind, you will be able to make people happy."
"Well, okay, everyone said the same thing, it's just that I don't want to." This was what Wang BuSi was thinking, but Wang BuSi couldn't be so wrong. After all, he had a good father.
"I, the Jin Yiwei, are the guardians of the people of Songjiang Prefecture. How can we stand by and watch when they want to help?" Wang Busheng stepped forward and called to Li Ergou and the others, "You guys step forward to help."
"Hahaha, if you don't want to be disabled in your next life, just let them lift you up." Jinghao clasped his hands behind his back and sounded like an expert.
Hearing Jinghao's words, Li Mubai froze, "You, you are talking nonsense, I just broke my leg, it was just a trauma, not fatal."
"Haha, forget it if you don't believe it," Jinghao looked indifferent, "My master is a miracle doctor with elixirs, but some people don't believe her apprentice's words. It's really too long to live."
I have never heard that a broken leg can be fatal. Wang Bushit thought for a while, and then rolled his eyes, "Mr. Li, you must believe what the disciple of the miracle doctor said. To be honest, sir, I used to raise a dog, and it was discounted by someone. "legs"
Seeing Li Mubai's twitching fat, Wang Busui hurriedly explained, "Master Li, don't get me wrong, everything I said is true. It's called Wangcai, and he lost his life because of the broken third leg."
As readers can testify to this matter, the murderer has already been brought to justice.
"Sir, what you said is true, Xiaosheng did not misunderstand." Li Mubai's fat face twitched a few more times,
He would rather believe what he has or not, not to mention that he is still an expert. Li Mubai has to worry that he has become a lame scholar. No matter how knowledgeable he is, it will be difficult for him to develop his official career well, not to mention that his own knowledge is just like that.
Feng shui is turning, and I feel miserable when I don't come to my house. Seeing Li Mubai's timid look, Jinghao feels happy in his heart. Is this a sign that evil will be punished? If God doesn't take care of me, I will repay him.
"Master, be careful of sailing into old age. Just wait, I will go find a doctor for you right away," Mei Wenhua persuaded.
"Haha, then you have to run faster. If you can't come back after a cup of tea, just buy a pair of crutches for your young master." He was probably tired from standing, so he sat down on the stool quietly and ordered something. A pot of black tea, and a few plates of snacks produced in the snack factory. Anyway, Wang Bu is here, so I won’t be able to borrow more money at worst.
After taking a sip of tea and eating a piece of pastry, Jinghao continued, "When the leg is broken, burrs and barbs will appear on the surface of the bone. These rough bones will puncture capillaries, veins, and arteries, and eventually cause hemorrhage."
"Yes, but my legs are not bleeding."
"Haha, wait until you see blood and you will die."
