That night, Xia Chengyi was still making a small bamboo box for Xia Yao to put books. Unexpectedly, Zhong Quan stood in front of the door sneakily and stuck his head out, winking at him. Xia Chengyi was confused and didn't know whether Zhong Quan was eating What medicine was wrong? I continued to sit on the small stool in front of the door and played with the small green bamboo box.
Seeing that the boy didn't respond at all, Zhong Quan coughed heavily. How heavy it was, anyway, the tall boy felt that he was almost out of breath from coughing. As a result, Xia Chengyi remained motionless, like an old monk in meditation, his eyes focused on the work in hand.
The tall young man suddenly became anxious and shouted angrily, Xia Chengyi, did you do this on purpose?
Xia Chengyi rolled his eyes and asked him angrily, "What are you doing? Didn't you see that he was busy?"
The tall young man chuckled. After looking around and finding no one, he came over and whispered to the young man, "I'll show you a baby. I'm sure you'll be shocked when you see him."
Xia Chengyi knew he was up to no good when he saw the stern look on the tall boy's face, so he asked him, have you stolen the underwear of Widow Yang next door again? If you steal it, return it immediately!
Zhong Quan slapped Xia Chengyi on the head and said angrily, you kid, don't compare me with those lewd thieves in the world. I am upright. Although I haven't read a few books, I will do that in the future. The greatest scholar in the world.
Xia Chengyi sighed and ignored the tall boy's jokes.
Zhong Quan took Xia Chengyi around and came to a dilapidated and abandoned temple. Zhong Quan asked Xia Chengyi to wait where he was, while he walked around behind the statue, stuck out his butt, and pulled the plaque hidden under the shrine for a long time before pulling it out. He proudly said to Xia Chengyi, "Look, this is the young master." The good things I picked from the Zhao family ancestral hall today will definitely fetch one thousand eight hundred taels of silver when I sell them. Then my third brother will no longer have to live in poverty without enough food.
When Xia Chengyi heard Zhong Quan say that this plaque came down from the Zhao family ancestral hall, he asked him what it said.
The tall young man scratched his head, a little surprised, because he was also semi-literate and could not read a few big characters. The young man might be able to recognize a few of the familiar characters, but the plaque was written in the orthodox seal script of the Shu Kingdom. I haven’t read a few juvenile books, so naturally I don’t recognize them.
Just when the two young men were struggling with what to do with this thing, the school teacher Lu Ran suddenly appeared in the temple. Lu Ran, dressed in a green shirt, smiled and said to the two young men that this thing should be exchanged. How about letting him handle it? He will definitely give them a satisfactory result.
Zhong Quan was not happy when he heard this. The treasure he had worked so hard for had not yet been warmed up by himself, so how could he give it to outsiders just as he promised. The tall boy said nothing, so he turned his head and looked aside, indicating that he could not possibly hand over such a heavy object to an outsider.
Lu Ran was not upset at being rejected, and still had a spring-like smile on his face. He looked at the dark-faced young man Xia Chengyi on the other side. When Xia Chengyi saw that the person coming was Mr. Lu, he quickly bowed and saluted, while Lu Ran waved his hand and said there was no need to be polite.
Xia Chengyi asked Mr. Lu if he knew what Zhong Quan had brought back.
Lu Ran told the two teenagers about the origin of this thing in detail. After listening to it, the two teenagers were slightly stunned. Zhong Quan looked at the gilded plaque behind him and whispered quietly: "This thing has Is tenderness valuable? Wouldn’t that be a better price?
Lu Ran couldn't laugh or cry.
Only then did Xia Chengyi realize what kind of thing Zhong Quan had stolen, so he asked Mr. Lu in a deep voice if he could help return the object to the Zhao Ancestral Hall and return it to its original owner.
Lu Ran nodded and said that of course it was possible, and at the same time he would ask the Zhao family not to pursue the matter further.
After Xia Chengyi got Lu Ran's agreement, he hurriedly urged Zhong Quan to hand over the plaque behind him to Mr. Lu and send him back to the Zhao family.
When Zhong Quan heard that he was asked to hand over the treasure he had stolen so hard, he was not happy at all. He refused to hand it over at any cost. He even blushed and scolded Xia Chengyi, who must have been slapped on the head by the cow's tail. This kind of thing can be sold for who knows how many taels of silver. How can you just return it as soon as it is returned? Besides, it was the Zhao family who was at fault first. If those Zhao family children are not allowed to come over and give me a few kowtows, grandpa, Ring your head and tell me three more times, grandpa, that I was wrong and I will not give the things back.
Xia Chengyi was a little helpless. He knew Zhong Quan's character best. He would really let his disciples kowtow and admit their mistakes and call him grandpa a few times. But the key family was one of the three major surnames in Longquan Town. This kind of wealthy family Rich people value face most. If you can get a few of them to kowtow and admit their mistakes today, you will be dead on the streets tomorrow. This is the helplessness of little people, and it is also the so-called "justice" upheld in this world.
Lu Ran pondered for a moment and then said that he could give Zhong Quan a satisfactory result.
The tall young man was a little doubtful, thinking that Lu Ran must be colluding with the Zhao family because of his sanctimonious appearance, and that he would definitely have a bad end after handing over the plaque.
In the end, after Xia Chengyi's repeated persuasion, the tall boy reluctantly handed over the plaque, but he still did not forget what Lu Ran had promised, and reminded him not to forget to ask the Zhao family to come and apologize.
The next day, the teenagers who had insulted Zhong Quan in the street came to apologize. Although they apologized, they were all reluctant. If their ancestors hadn't forced them to come, they would never have set foot in the West in this life. The dirty mud of the street.
When Zhong Quan saw the other party's extremely perfunctory apology, he raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Oh, it's so wonderful that these brothers can come to my humble abode. I'm flattered."
After hearing Zhong Quan's gloomy words, the expressions on those people's faces felt as if they had eaten dog shit. How could they, with their pampered and noble bodies, come to this shabby alley to apologize to people in person? This was simply a fantasy, and not many people dared to believe it. Although a few people were angry, they couldn't get angry, so they scrawled a few words of apology before turning around and leaving in a hurry, with their backs looking quite embarrassed.
Zhong Quan looked at their leaving figures, waving his hands and shouting from time to time, "Brothers, come and sit here with me when you have time."
Xia Chengyi was a little worried about Zhongzhong, worried about whether they would retaliate in the future.
Zhong Quan glanced at him sideways and said that he was afraid of eggs. Those who were barefoot were not afraid of wet shoes. At most, he could kill several of them. Anyway, he was going to die. People like them, who were as high as gods, had to weigh it. Weigh whether you have the life to take it.
Afterwards, as Mr. Lu said, none of the children of the Zhao family came to take revenge on Zhong Quan.
However, Zhong Quan regretted it within a few days. He felt that the teacher at the school must be lying to him, and all the gold-inscribed plaques given by the late emperor were all lies to him! Could a broken plaque be a gift from the late emperor? If it was really a gift from the late emperor, how could the Zhao family still be a coward in this sleepy town? So Zhong Quan firmly believed that he was deceived by the Lu Shen stick. He felt sad every time he thought about losing a thousand taels of silver in vain. It was precisely because of this incident that the tall young man felt a little hostile towards Lu Ran.
Zuo Shuwen interrupted Xia Chengyi's thoughts, "What are you thinking about?"
Xia Chengyi shook his head, "Nothing."
Xia Chengyi put down the heavy basket and followed Xia Yao and Zuo Shuwen to sit in front of the door.
Xia Yao nibbled on the cakes Xia Chengyi bought from Osmanthus Shop, and her long, peach-blossom-like autumn eyes wandered back and forth on Xia Chengyi and Zuo Shuwen.
Xia Chengyi was peeling bamboo shoots in his hands while thinking about how to use these bamboo shoots.
Dried bamboo shoots and bacon stew? It might be a good idea, as it happened that I had marinated a lot of wild boar bacon that I had saved for the winter.
Zuo Shuwen was the first to speak: "Xia Chengyi, do you think there are really good people in this world who are rewarded?"
Xia Chengyi paused in his movements, raised his head to look at Zuo Shuwen, grinned and said: "My mother often told me when she was alive, believe that good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. Let me do good deeds and accumulate virtue. When the time comes, I will die. I’ve seen that the Lord of Hell will be reborn with a good child in his next life, so I believe that good people will be rewarded.”
Zuo Shuwen looked into the distance and continued to ask: "What if good people don't get good rewards, and evil people don't get bad rewards?"
Xia Yao frowned slightly, with some displeasure between her brows.
Xia Chengyi thought for a moment, then stood up and waved his fist, his eyes shining, "Then use your fist and sword to bring justice to the people of the world!"
At this moment, the old piece of iron that Xia Yao gave to Xia Chengyi that was pressed under the bed board was glowing with dazzling light, and the surrounding area was glowing with golden light, like an immortal soldier. At this moment, a ray of gold passed through the clouds and shone into the courtyard of Xia Chengyi's old house. The young man looked like a god wearing a golden crown and golden armor.
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In the thatched cottage of the school, the Confucian scholar in blue shirt who was sitting and reviewing scores stopped what he was doing. After letting out a slightly surprised sigh, he pinched his fingers and began to deduce, with a deep look in his eyes. After a moment, Qingshan smiled happily, which was very different from the usual stoic teacher.
"May!"
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Inside Tianxiang Restaurant.
The white-robed swordsman Li Qi, who had just taken his seat, ordered a pot of fine wine and several plates of beef in sauce.
Li Qi, who was drinking by himself, stopped raising his glass with a strange look on his face, "That's weird, could it be a ghost?"
Then he shook his head and continued drinking.
The green bamboo sword placed on the table made a slight sword sound, as if it was trying to break free from the scabbard, and the vast sword energy poured out.
The other guests in the restaurant felt as if they were falling into an ice cave, like swords hanging over their heads. They did not dare to move at all and were trembling.
Li Qi stretched out his hand and held down the sword, with an embarrassed look on his face, and cursed in a low voice: "This is too much! Believe it or not, I will throw you directly into the sword thunder pool next time?"
The sword seemed to understand Li Qi's words. As expected, it no longer emitted any sword energy, let out a whimper, and then lay quietly on the table, just like an ordinary bamboo sword.
When the bamboo sword put away its sword energy, all the guests around him breathed a long sigh of relief. The biting chill just now was gone.
