Chapter 142 Pretending to look the same

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Seeing that the mouths of several old gentlemen were blocked, Liu Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Xun'er was quite smart and knew that it was time to bow her head and admit her mistake, rather than forcefully admit it.

Liu Jing took a deep breath and reprimanded him again, "This time there has been such a big disturbance. I just hope that you can learn a lesson, study hard in the future, and don't always worry about those heresy."

Liu Xun lowered his head and complied.

Supervisor Hu stroked his beard and glanced at Sha Shanchang.

Principal Sha Shan is very strict with his students, but he doesn't know how to scold them.

In particular, Mr. Liu had the upper hand.

When your father is so aggressive, what can others do?

This kind of situation has been seen many times in the academy. Some fathers got so angry that they picked up sticks and wanted to beat their sons, but it was they, the gentlemen, who rushed over to try to persuade them.

Regardless of whether it is sincere or fake, it is still the same rule.

"Lord Liu," Supervisor Hu bowed his hand, "Your Majesty's move has indeed affected our Shiyang Academy and the Chief of Shashan. Although the Chief of Shashan was not cautious, in the final analysis, the fault lies with the Young Master.

After we go back, we will definitely explain it clearly to the outside world. The reputation of the academy is very important. I think you can understand.

This matter will have a bad impact on your son and you..."

"Hey, don't say that," Liu Jing sighed, "Admit it if you make a mistake. If your son doesn't teach you, if your father makes a mistake, you will be criticized and scorned. This is what you deserve."

Mr. Shan's eyelids were twitching, and he was wondering how this scene looked so familiar.

Who was the last time a father scolded his son so hard?

Frowning his brows and recalling for a while, Master Shan finally remembered.

It's Zhu Chang.

At that time, the matter had not been revealed. Zhu Cheng had accidentally pushed Li Yuanfa to death. Zhu Chang sighed and scolded his son in the court room.

However, scolding his son did not prevent the disaster that would follow. I just don't know what will happen to the Liu family and his son in the future.

Shan Shen looked at the two parties again.

The two parties had a good conversation, and they were at least superficially satisfied.

After the negotiation was settled, they both signaled to him that Shan Shen was a "middleman" and didn't talk nonsense.

Seeing Liu Xun getting up from the ground, dusting off the hem of his clothes, and going back with Liu Jing, the master, who was not in his turn to speak, suddenly said, "What should Miss Yue do?"

The words were abrupt and resounded throughout the courtroom.

Everyone was stunned. Liu Xun's feet were a little numb and he almost sprained his legs.

Yue Niang was still timid, but when she saw everyone looking at her, she hurriedly lowered her head.

Liu Xun couldn't bear to see her like this, and he had just said some affectionate words in front of so many people before, so it was obviously inappropriate to ignore her now.

Bite the bullet, Liu Xun looked at Liu Jing.

In order to show his sincerity, there was a bit of sincere prayer in his eyes.

Liu Jing's breath was choked in his throat.

This master, I won’t pick up any pot!

No wonder he is just a master at this age!

Cursing, Liu Jing did not express his thoughts immediately, but threw the ball to Chief Sha Shan: "What do Chief Shan think?"

Chief Sha Shan walked towards Yue Niang and slowly shook his head: "You did something stupid."

Yue Niang bit her lower lip and whispered: "Uncle, grandpa..."

"Although I am your uncle and grandpa, I can't make the decision for you in everything," Shashan said. "As of now, I can't solve the problem just by asking you to do it, and you may not be willing to listen to my words. .

If you don't want to have any contact with Mr. Liu from now on, just go back with me. Not to mention how prosperous you will be in the future, at least your uncle and grandpa should be able to eat and drink without any worries and feel comfortable and satisfied.

If you insist on going with Young Master Liu, this path is your own choice, whether it is good or not, I can’t protect you..."

Yue Niang's eyes turned red.

She could tell that her uncle was sincere.

It's commendable that her uncle, who just recognized her relatives a few days ago, can make these considerations for her.

But she...

Yue Niang looked at Liu Xun and saw Liu Xun gazing at her affectionately, and her heart skipped a beat.

She fell in love with Liu Xun because when she was at her lowest and most helpless, Liu Xun did not dislike her and even brought her to the capital.

Otherwise, as a penniless young woman, how could she go to Beijing even if she had uncles and grandfathers to rely on?

Furthermore, Liu Xun treated her well, so she was willing to follow him even if she had no reputation or status.

Yue Niang's expression already gave the answer.

Chief Shashan sighed and refused to beat the mandarin ducks. He just said to Liu Jing: "Since we have come to this point, your house must give Yue Niang an explanation. I know that Yue Niang cannot reach your house, but It can’t be so unclear, right?”

Liu Jing's teeth were itching and he glanced at his son, thinking to himself, "It looks like he is pretending to be a saint."

This Shashan chief is not easy to deal with. If he doesn't give an explanation, I'm afraid he won't be able to be kind. He will make a bigger fuss later and give Xun'er the crime of "beginning with chaos and ending with abandonment". That's really...

I can only admit it.

Just thinking about what went wrong later, how could Liu Jing be so angry?

"It really can't be unclear," Liu Jing's heart was bleeding and he had to put on a good attitude, "Just taking him into the house like this is not a formal rule.

The thing that embarrasses me the most is Xun'er. He has no fame and no reputation, and I don't know what his future is.

Why should he start a family like this?

The answers to the questions were not very good, and the person did a terrible job! "

As he spoke, Liu Jing vented his anger on Liu Xun: "Are you telling the truth yourself?

If you really like this girl and know that she has elders in the capital, you should take her back to the capital and send her to her elders.

Tell me and your mother again, and we will come to your door to talk to you.

You're lucky, you can't bear it, right?

Can a girl's family be able to screw you?

A good marriage turned into a private relationship!

I don’t even know what to say about you! "

Liu Xun didn't dare to reply.

In his heart, he felt like a clear mirror. He knew that what his father said was just for the occasion.

A good marriage?

In the eyes of his father, even if Yueniang has a grandfather who is a mountain chief, she is definitely not a good candidate for his wife.

Speaking of which, he and Yueniang fell in love with each other, just for the pleasure and pleasure. Are they marrying a matchmaker? Never thought about it.

Thinking of this, Liu Xun turned to look at Yue Niang.

How could Yue Niang not see his hesitation and embarrassment?

She didn't want to embarrass Liu Xun.

"I know my identity and don't dare to ask for anything," Yue Niang whispered softly, "I live quite well in Shuixian Hutong..."

When Liu Xun heard this, he hurriedly stepped forward and held Yue Niang's hand: "When I gain fame, I will take you home again. This time, you will really study and won't think about heresy anymore. .”

Yue Niang nodded.

That's all.

If she persists, it will only make Mr. Liu dislike her even more, and will also put Liu Xun in a dilemma.

The matter was settled.

All parties came out of Shuntian Mansion and went their own way.

Liu Xun first sent Yue Niang back to Shuixian Hutong, exchanged some affectionate words with each other, then returned home and waited in Liu Jing's study.

When his father came back from the office, he would have to be scolded again.