Nongmen Space: I pampered the Prime Minister villain

Chapter 229
The mouth is quick and refreshing, and the pen is crematorium.

Mainly, no!

Luo Wenjing held up the pen, and the ink on the rice paper was already blurred.

He kneaded it into a ball and threw it out with a look of irritability, and then began to sigh.

"Eldest son, since you can't write it, why don't you write it?"

Seeing this, the servant who was waiting in front of him hurriedly picked up the ball of paper, leaned over and said cautiously: "My lord, why don't we rest for a while? Look, it's getting dark and you haven't eaten late yet." As for food, you can’t go hungry, can you?”

"The second lady just sent someone to deliver your favorite braised pork, do you see?"

"Don't eat."

Luo Wenjing's face was full of displeasure, and he refused without emotion.

Seeing this, the boy couldn't help but said: "My lord, this was sent by Er Niangzi herself."

"What happened to the second lady who ordered someone to send it?"

Luo Wenjing's face changed instantly, "If you say no to eating, let's get rid of him."

The boy was stunned when he saw this, but those who can follow the master are naturally very clever people.

"Eldest son, if you don't eat this meal, you won't eat it, but you can't just make people angry like this. The second lady is just an elder brother like you, so she cares about you from the bottom of her heart. I haven't seen her for half a month. I don't know how worried she will be, besides, Er Niangzi is very smart, maybe she can give you some advice."

"What do you think? Ask her to give me advice?"

This would be fine if it was normal, but at this moment Luo Wenjing was feeling irritable, and in addition, he learned that he was being used by his good sister a few days ago, and his righteousness was not going well, so he immediately exploded.

"Sir?"

The boy was also stunned, isn't it always like this?

The second lady is gentle and intelligent, and treats people well, and the brother and sister have a very deep relationship. Usually, if there is any trouble, my young master will go to the second lady to sit with the second lady, and the second lady is also very good, and can always help him find a good solution.

But now?
"Master, what son? Am I your master or is she your master?"

"Sir, calm down."

The boy knelt down in fright, but Luo Wenjing's expression became even worse when he saw this, and he waved his hands: "Get up, get up."

Then he took a sip of tea and said irritably: "Isn't it just a policy theory about people's livelihood? I can't find anyone else besides her?"

Not to mention, besides his own sister, he really didn't know who to turn to.

But when he thinks of being used, he gets very angry, stubborn and doesn't want to talk to others.

Seeing this, the boy rolled his eyes and whispered, "Young master, it's not that you can't find someone else. I heard that the master has just returned to the mansion. Why don't you go find him?"

Luo Wenjing's face darkened immediately, and his voice rose an octave.

"You want me to go find him?"

Isn't this pushing him into the fire pit?

Thinking of the viciousness of my father when he was studying his own knowledge, he wanted to slap him to death, and kick him back into the womb to be remade.

Luo Wenjing had lingering fear on his face.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly said: "Master, if it's anything else, it's fine. If you go to ask the master for advice on people's livelihood, it will definitely work."

The boy had a firm expression on his face, and Luo Wenjing, who was angry and fearful at the beginning, had an idea immediately after hearing what he said.

He patted the table and said, "Yes!"

Look at his head, if he doesn't use his presence at this moment, when will it be?

Could it be that waiting for his father to find him a bunch of tall and strong little ladies for a blind date?
I'm afraid it's the next time, just press him into the bridal chamber.

Thinking of this, Luo Wenjing shuddered violently.

So he made up his mind, and it's better to be scolded if he is scolded, and he won't lose a piece of meat. It's better than letting him get married and be a tool for the succession of the family, right?

This box Luo Wenjing bit the bullet and went to the prefect Luo.

Tan Min over there is not much better either.

What he likes most every day is drinking tea and listening to music, people's livelihood or something?

Where does he know?
So I stayed in the study for a whole day, watching the sky getting dark, I didn't write a single big character in a daze.

Sigh, that is really sad.

But it’s impossible not to write it. If Luo Wenjing really writes it out, won’t he be compared by then?

How can that work?

Although they are all here to be younger brothers, they also pay attention to first-come-first-served, and I am a few days earlier than him, if I am compared, where will I put my face?
So the idea of ​​asking someone for help was born in my heart.

But among the people in the academy, there are not many people who know him well, but there are quite a few people who know him who is ignorant.

There is no friendship at all, and it is obviously not a good idea to rush there.

Well, it would be a good idea to ask the teachers in the academy.

But when he thought of those rigid old masters, he felt a little terrified.

Don't let him ask three questions and make these people angry. It will be bad.

Of course, he was even more worried. Seeing that he was so dishonest, who were they talking to when they went out? Wouldn't he be ashamed?
That doesn't work.

He can't afford to lose this man.

What's more, if that's the case, my grandfather will be pissed off.

Thinking of this, he hastily dismissed the idea. If it really didn't work, he would ask his grandfather for help.

No matter how much his old man dislikes him and doesn't learn countless things, he will always help him, right?
Anyway, he is also the baby bump of the third generation of the Tan family, isn't he?

In this way, the two went to find their elders with their own minds.

Regardless of whether it is Luo Zhifu or Tan Shanzhang, they never expected that their own ineffective descendants would come to ask them for knowledge one day.

Could it be that the sun comes out from the west?
However, I didn't expect that this unworthy descendant actually came to ask for advice.

So what else is there to say?

Of course it should be beaten and scolded, but what should be taught is really not secretive at all! ! !
If it wasn't for the dawn, the two of them might not be willing to let him go back.

It is rare to have such a studious day.

As a result, on the second day, the two of them looked like they had been hollowed out with panda eyes on their faces, and handed in the theory.

But he didn't expect that Lu Jingyuan was drinking the tea sent by Luo Zhifu, eating the fruit snacks sent by Tan Shan Changshou, watching the two earnestly write the policy until dawn.

After drinking the tea and eating the fruit snacks, with a cold face in the end, he slapped Ce Lun on the table.

Said two words lightly.

"Rewrite-"

puff--

The two of them almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

The scene was filled with grief, and the two collapsed instantly.

How can this happen?

The two were grinding their teeth in anger, eating and drinking their love, and finally torturing them, how can there be any reason for this?

Is there still Wang Fa?

The two of them lived in dire straits.

But the more this was the case, the richer the gift Lu Jingyuan received, from the initial tea and fruit snacks, it gradually became an isolated copy of calligraphy and painting, pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

When Xia Xiaoqiao received Lu Jingyuan sent someone to come here for a small half-carriage of calligraphy and paintings, rare books, jade and porcelain, she was completely dumbfounded.

"Is this really brought back by Lu Jingyuan?"

"Mistress Xia, it's absolutely true."

Xia Xiaoqiao has no interest in calligraphy and painting.

But it doesn't prevent Mr. Xue from being interested in it!

"Hey, isn't this the calligraphy of a great Confucian in the previous dynasty?"

"Is this "Autumn Elegance Collection" written by Lay Guiyuan? Is it an isolated copy?"

"Good guy, these are all good things, and they can be exchanged for a lot of money."

As soon as Xia Xiaoqiao heard about the money, Xia Xiaoqiao cheered up, "Can these really be exchanged for money?"

"Of course, and there is a price but no market, girl, the old man advises you not to move your mind. These unique calligraphy and paintings are really rare, you can meet them but not ask for them."

Mr. Xue stroked his beard and looked at the "Qiu Ya Ji" in his hand cherishingly while talking.

Xia Xiaoqiao couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, she was really indifferent to these things.

Just flipped through a few more.

"and many more--"

"Medical book?"

"Eh? It's still a fragment?"

Mr. Xue's eyes were sharp, and he saw the withered and yellow book in Xia Xiaoqiao's hand at a glance. It was many years old.

"Is this a medical book?"

Xia Xiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, wasn't it just a medical book?
Lu Jingyuan collected these great Confucian scholars from the past, and it was nothing more than a single copy of the calligraphy and painting of the current masters, but he knew nothing about medicine, and he had no interest in this field. Now he appeared here, obviously looking for her deliberately.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help tightening her hand covering the book.

(End of this chapter)