The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Zhang Yiming turned around to look at the thugs there, and seeing that they were about to retreat, he directly challenged them.

"Brothers, let's discuss something. My cousin is a frequent customer of your brothel. You should give a little face to the old customer."

As soon as these words were spoken, the villagers were in an uproar, and they looked at Zhang Yiju with strange eyes.

Everyone knew clearly what a brothel was. These common people would avoid it when passing by. However, scholars were different from them after all. There was a saying called "pretending to be cultured".

But going there once or twice is fine, but being a regular customer? That's a little intriguing.

Zhang Yiju became anxious when he heard this. He was far from being a regular customer and had been there no more than five times in total.

A brothel is a place where money is wasted, and he had his own plans in mind. It was okay to use it for entertainment occasionally, as he still had to get married. If people misunderstood him as hanging out in such a place, his already bad reputation would be even worse.

"Zhang Yiming, don't make false statements."

"Cousin, why don't you admit it? These big brothers are the thugs of the brothel. Three days ago, you and Little Stutter almost got into a fight over a little boy, and it was these big brothers who started the fight."

Zhang Yiming did not forget to seek approval from the thugs as he spoke: "Brothers, you should still remember that it was my cousin who asked you to come and beat us up."

One of the thugs nodded subconsciously: "That's what happened."

The other thug glared at him and kicked him directly: "You are a tiger, you just answer when he asks you, can the customer reveal anything casually?"

The thug cried out, then realized what was happening and immediately changed his words to deny it: "I don't know him, I just know that you kidnapped our brothel boy, hand him over immediately."

Zhang Yiming is usually idle and has no special skills, but he seldom lies and always speaks his mind.

Although he would occasionally be a bit careless and tease boys and girls, he would just tease them and always stay a few meters away from them.

It's true that I never really took advantage of anyone.

So when he first said that Zhang Yiju was a frequent visitor to the brothel, most people in the village already believed it. Now the words of these people from other villages further confirmed that it was true.

"I don't know what you are talking about. Since these people are looking for you, just talk to them properly. I still have to review my lessons, so I'll leave now."

Zhang Yiju knew that even if he denied it, the villagers might not believe him, but it was useless to argue, so it was better to turn a blind eye.

"Cousin, you can't just ignore me. We are cousins ​​from the same grandfather. Can you bear to watch me get beaten to death?"

If Zhang Yiju dared to sell him out, he would have to pay with a heavy price. He was a scoundrel anyway, and face was useless to him. But Zhang Yiju was different. He was a scholar and cared about his reputation the most.

"I know I've been a bit of a jerk, but I'm the only son of my father. Even if you don't care about me, you should remember that when you were a child, my father paid your tuition, bought you pens, inkstones, and even bought you new clothes for me to wear."

"My father treats you better than I, his own son, do. How could you be so cruel as to make your uncle childless?"

Naturally, the elders in the village knew something about these things. Zhang Yiju was well-educated and was the hope of the Zhang family. Not only Zhang Yiming's father, but many people with the surname Zhang in the village had helped him out.

Zhang Yiming, on the other hand, has been a mixed-race person since he was young, so in comparison, there is a world of difference between them.

Zhang Yiming's father passed away four years ago, and the kid has been hanging around the village less frequently. Everyone just says he's a scoundrel, but when you think about it carefully, you can't think of anything he has done that would make people hate him.

The villagers asked me and I asked you, trying to count what stupid things Zhang Yiming had done, but the more they asked, the more confused they became, as no one could give a single answer.

Zhang Yiju thought to himself that it was not good. If others didn't say anything, the inherent impression of Zhang Yiming would not change. He was always a second-rate person in the village. But if you look into it in detail, Zhang Yiming had never done anything sneaky except hanging out with other scoundrels.

He did not gamble, visit prostitutes or drink alcohol. During the busy farming season, he would go to the fields with his mother, and he also went up the mountain to chop firewood for the family in winter.

He would hang around in the bamboo forest when he had nothing to do and rarely walked around the village. He would only hang out with those scoundrels during the slack season.

Yan Sanmei stood at the back of the crowd and listened to everyone's discussion. She pursed her lips. How come this guy never did anything bad? He had teased her so many times. If he hadn't been punished by Brother Xiao, I'm afraid...

She felt a little angry just thinking about it, and she hoped that those men would beat the man up severely, and it would be best if they would take Zhang Yiju with them, because none of them were good people anyway.

Zhang Yiju narrowed his eyes, knowing that Zhang Yiming came to his house today just to harm him.

He took a step forward and glanced casually, then he saw Chu Xiao in the crowd. His heart skipped a beat and he felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation.

Zhang Yiming also stole a glance in the direction he was looking at, and when he found out who the man was looking at, he raised his eyebrows with some disdain. His cousin was always eyeing the pot while having his meal in the bowl.

But if you give him the pot, he will think the food in the bowl is better.

He seriously suspected that Zhang Yiyu just liked to covet other people's things. It really fits the saying that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a secret lover. Otherwise, he would not have been engaged to Chu Xiaoxiao but coveted her sister. After breaking off the engagement without a matchmaker, he was coveting her again...

Zhang Yiming shuddered, but don’t think too much, that guy is not an ordinary guy, he can easily fight five people at once.

He looked at the thugs again, wondering if Brother Chu could defeat these five strong men.

"Ouch." Zhang Yiming, who was still daydreaming, was suddenly kicked. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Yiju looking at him with a smile.

But it was only for a moment, he retracted his expression, bowed to the thugs and said: "My cousin has a bad temper, I apologize to you all here, why don't you tell me in detail what you are talking about."

Most of the thugs are illiterate and hate those bookish scholars the most. However, since they work in brothels, they still have some vision.

One of them also cupped his hands and said, "I don't want to embarrass anyone. As long as this person tells us where the brothel boy is, we will leave on our own."

Zhang Yiming stiffened his neck and said righteously, "He's not my lover, how would I know where he is? If I remember correctly, the one holding that boy that day was my cousin. I think my cousin is very familiar with him. You might as well ask him instead of asking me."

The thugs glanced at Zhang Yiyu subconsciously.

Zhang Yiju's eyes almost popped out of his head due to anger. He thought that Zhang Yiming would not stop until he had ruined his reputation today.

"Zhang Yiming, how can I help you when you are talking nonsense like this?" He waved his hand casually and said, "He is a habitual liar. I can't do anything about it. Please do as you please."