I'm really just a juggler.

Looking around, I saw two figures approaching.

Concentrate your eyesight and rely on the faint light.

Bu Chen could see clearly that the leader had long hair and several scars on his face.

He was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, and the rolling sound just now came from this thing.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the scar on his face, but even though he’s a disabled person in a wheelchair, he still has a sense of hostility.

Moreover, this person's eyes were red, and his eyebrows were visibly raised after he came in.

And it always feels familiar.

Following closely behind was a middle-aged man in prison guard's clothes. He had a bit of the air of a shrewd villain, but also full of the air of a street thug. But now there was also astonishment on his face.

Bu Chen didn't know what was going on.

"Xiaochen."

The man in the wheelchair spoke first, looking at him with a warm yet worried look.

Bu Chen's mouth twitched as the other party spoke.

He then remembered who this person was, and knew that this was just the excitement of meeting someone again after a long separation.

However, as a man of the 21st century, no matter how I listened or thought about it, it always seemed a little weird.

"Young Master Bu, please come out quickly! This is not a place for people to stay."

But the jailer quickly opened the cell door. Bu Chen was not as concerned about this as the person sitting in the wheelchair in front of him.

He shook off the jailer's hand that wanted to support him, walked quickly up to him, and spoke in a tone of disbelief.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? What happened to your leg?"

This person was Bu Chen's second brother. The two had not seen each other for four years.

But he never expected that the scene would be like this when they met again, and how could it turn out like this after not seeing each other for four years.

Looking back to the past, Bu Tong, the second son of Bujiabao, was a well-known gentleman far and wide.

There is an indescribable elegance in his every gesture, and Tai San's collapse can be solved with just a wave of his hand.

Since I was a child, I have taken my second brother as my role model and wanted to live like him, although plans could not keep up with changes later.

Bu Chen felt a little sad. He didn't know why he had such a feeling. Maybe it was the empathy of his original body!

They have had a very good relationship since childhood. The four direct descendants of the Bu family do not look like father and son at all, but rather like four brothers.

Whenever the Bu family's mistress saw the four of them playing together, she couldn't help but spit and say, "I don't think they have three sons at all. Instead, it's like I've raised four ancestors."

Sometimes when the father and his two sons heard this joke, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. In short, everything in their childhood was easy and comfortable.

This is different from the previous life, where parents were always busy with company matters.

He had no time to spend with me at all, so he developed an introverted personality in his previous life.

Now that I see my second brother become like this, it would be a lie to say that I don’t feel sad.

Bu Tong didn't say much, but just patted his hands.

"Let's go, let's talk about it outside, or you can't bear to leave this place."

Then he laughed and joked.

"Go away." Bu Chen smiled and punched him in the chest. It was just a fight between brothers.

Knowing that I didn't want to talk about this matter any more, I changed the subject.

As he walked out of the prison gate, a cold wind blew, forcing Bu Chen to tighten his clothes.

So he looked around and started cursing angrily.

"Asshole, Lao Ya, you old bastard, why are you standing so far away? Do you want to freeze me to death and then inherit the funds for me to go to Chun Man Lou?"

In his previous life, he would never speak to others like this, and he couldn't even open his mouth, but now he just wanted to live the way his original body did.

"Master, I saw the Second Young Master coming, so I just wanted you two brothers to catch up on the past."

Old teeth, when he opens his mouth, you can see his unique teeth. It can't be said that they are all messy, but it can only be said that they are terrible, especially the two front teeth are missing half of each other, and their lengths are different.

Lao Ya, I followed him after he came to the capital.

When I first came to the capital, I spent money lavishly. Every day I would go to Chunmanlou to order two girls, and then do nothing but watch them jumping around and doing things. This was just one of the things I did.

It's okay once or twice, but after a long time, I don't know how I ended up provoking this unlucky guy.

Would Young Master Bu San be willing to do this? I was lucky enough not to try to touch my porcelain, but now someone has actually touched my porcelain.

So Lao Ya refused to leave, and Bu Chen blew the roasted sweet potato he had found into his face.

On this day, Bu Chen was jumping around in Chunmanlou when Lao Ya found some Beggar Gang knights and climbed in through the window to cause trouble.

Even if he drives away a group of people, he will find some ruffians who have no moral integrity to beg for alms.

The two of them engaged in a battle of wits and courage for half a year. In the end, Bu Chen could neither beat nor play with the opponent, so he had to declare defeat.

He also said that he didn't have much time left to live and just wanted to earn enough money for a coffin.

I don't believe you. Almost ten years have passed, and you're still the same old man you were then. But I still believed you then.

Fortunately, Lao Ya has a unique magic trick skill, which he can use to entertain himself when he has nothing to do.

"You old fool, you said you've been here for so many years, why are you still hanging on? If you really can't do it, just go, don't be so stubborn."

Hearing this, Lao Ya was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and retorted.

"You can't say that. The old fellow has nothing but a strong body. He just won't leave. Isn't that infuriating? Well, if you go first, the old servant will be here soon."

Listen, listen

Is this human language? What servant would hope for his master's death every day?

Bu Tong looked at the scene in front of him without any dissatisfaction. The way the master and the servant got along was so simple and unpretentious.

"Alright, Xiaochen, let's talk about it when we get back. Uncle Ya, please find a doctor."

"Okay, Second Young Master."

Bu Chen suddenly felt a little jealous.

"You old bastard, when I ask you to do something, it's always this or that. Second brother, do you have something on this old bastard? Let me teach him a lesson."

Bu Tong rolled his eyes and continued to push the wheelchair forward.

There weren't many people along the way. Come to think of it, who would hang around the prison for no reason?

"Okay, go back and have a good rest. We still have to go to Prince Qi's mansion to apologize tomorrow."

"Oh!"

Speaking of this, Bu Chen was still a little puzzled about the subsequent outcome of this matter. So he quickened his pace and pushed the wheelchair while asking in surprise.

"Second brother, let's just forget about this matter. Nothing happened?"

"Forget it, not yet. I've only punished half of it now. I'll know the rest tomorrow when I get to Prince Qi's mansion. But I'm surprised you're still alive and kicking. When did your Henglian Kung Fu become so powerful?"

This nonsensical sentence was confusing, but as he spoke he returned to the Bu family.

Bu Fu, two vigorous and powerful characters come into view.

This is a large courtyard with three entrances. As soon as you enter, you will hear loud shouts.

"Little carp, the young master is back. Quickly fill the water. The young master wants to take a bath."