Daily life of abusive men and two [Quick Transmigration]

"Things in the capital are impermanent, who can leave a name in history"

Mr. Fan had a kind face, "Son, why don't you see your adults around?"

"My aunt has been gone for many years," the young man was quiet and introverted, his crow's eyelashes trembling slightly, "my father was also tortured away just now."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he could barely hear the uneasiness and fragility beneath the young man's calm face.

Mr. Fan was thoughtful, this may be the "dumb child" in the population of the University of Su.

I don't know if he is stupid or not, but it can be seen that he is really worried about his father - at least he has a pure and kind temperament.

How to tell the child to relax and open his heart?

"Then let's not talk about this," Mr. Fan said in a soft voice, deeply aware of the impermanence of life, "If I were the gentleman who taught you about Tong Sheng's test, what would you want to ask me?"

The young man looked at him silently, as if he was very embarrassed.

The old man grinned honestly and said, "You can ask anything you want, I know a little bit about everything."

Regardless of poetry, rites and music, or riding, archery and chess, he has few rivals in the capital, and he will surely gain the admiration of such a young child—especially a confused boy who failed three times in his childhood exams.

What can a teenager ask?It's nothing more than two or three sentences that you don't understand in the children's exam. He wrote the textbooks for the children's exam, so what's so scary?

Seeing the old man's persistence, Su Lan had to rack her brains to think about the problem.

For an old farmer who is farming, what questions can he ask to answer, so as to seriously satisfy the eagerness of the old man to be competitive and want to role-play?

In the end, the boy hesitated to put down the watermelon, "Okay."

"Then let me ask you, when to fertilize an acre of watermelon, how much fertilizer should be applied at a time, when to drain water, how long can it be stored after harvest, and how much does a kilogram of ripe watermelon in the village cost in the capital?"

Mr. Fan:? ?

Has the child's birth test in the capital reached the test of [-] ways to get rid of poverty and become rich by growing watermelons?

Fortunately, he has been farming for ten years, and he can barely answer the juvenile's questions.After racking his brains to answer, Mr. Fan stroked his beard strategically, "Look, I said I can do everything."

The young man nodded affirmatively, raised his hand and clapped, "Wow, sir, you know it, you are so good."

It was said that Mr. Fan was reserved on the surface, and the little flower called pride in his heart withered and withered.

Ten years away from the capital, the content of the teaching materials has changed from poetry, books, etiquette, music, benevolence, righteousness, and kindness to farming and selling melons to get rid of poverty and become rich-who can stand this?

The times are progressing. He lived in seclusion in the mountains for ten years to be self-sufficient and isolated from the world. Now he is an insignificant and backward person.

Mr. Fan was annoyed, he regretted, he blamed himself, he was heartbroken for his backwardness in ideological awareness, and his face inevitably had a look of loneliness.

Warm thin fingers gently wrapped the back of his hand, and the hard metal was stuffed into his hand.The old man raised his eyes and saw the young man sitting beside him silently, with the frayed copper coin tied with a red string in his palm.

Looking at the copper coins in the palm of his hand, the old man was silent for a long time, and sighed with lowered eyes, "I am old and frail, and I am afraid I will not live long."

I'm afraid that accepting your apprenticeship ceremony as your teacher will not be able to teach you anything and will cause you a lot of mistakes.

If he is really a bad boy who behaves recklessly, he wants to try his best to pull the benefactor's child into the right path before he dies——

But he is a very well-behaved and sensible child.

The elderly always have nightmares at night, and they are afraid of repeating the same mistakes, and then teach a well-behaved child to become a human ghost who has no morals and shame to have sex with his own sister.

"Return the copper coins to you, and I will introduce you to someone worthy of your entrusted copper coins."

Su Lan thought to herself, among the seventy-eight thousand people present, who is poorer than the old farmer in front of him, so hungry that he went to pick up watermelons on the ground.

"Don't worry," the boy said calmly, "I'm not short of copper coins."

Mr. Fan thought to himself, this child really has no shortage of teachers who entrust copper coins as a ceremony of apprenticeship, Mr. Li, Mr. Yi, Mr. Lian, Mr. Chi... Which one is not a famous Confucian in the capital?Although the Su family has been defeated for a long time, it is not difficult for the eldest princess to find a famous teacher in the capital.

There is no shortage of him in the world, an old gentleman who has been away from court for ten years, and he never feels that he is nobler than anyone else.

"But I think that Mr. is the most suitable person for this copper coin."

The old man drooped his eyelids to cover his eyes, "But what if I take copper coins and don't give you anything?"

Connections, status, wealth... If he didn't leave any of these things that people flocked to to this child, and asked him to fetch water from a bamboo basket, would he be willing?

"I don't want anything in return, sir, and I don't expect anything from you."

"I'll give you the copper money, whether you're bored or throw it away, the rest is up to you, sir." The young man patted the back of the old farmer's hands earnestly, "Go out and turn right, I think you should need it. "

Go out and turn right, which is the Cheng family's porridge shop.Counting the time, after a while, Miss Cheng should also go back and give free porridge to others.

If the old man goes now, he will definitely be the first and most beautiful boy among a group of down-and-out beggars, and grab the hottest and freshest porridge and pickles.It's better than coming to the Su Mansion to get happy, but can only foolishly pick up raw melon eggs on the ground.

"It's up to me...it's up to me to decide," the old farmer sighed, with a complicated look on his face, "You doll is really not afraid of anything."

Even when Jinshang and his teacher are as close as father and son, Jinshang doesn't entrust the slightest trust to him as a tutor, let alone let him, an outsider, consider and plan the future.

The old man solemnly stuffed the copper coins into his bosom, with a heavy expression on his face, "Does your father know about this?"

Did he know that his son paid homage to the teacher and paid the teacher's gift all alone, and the teacher planned the whole future?

He even put out the worst plan directly - to be a thing for his teacher to relieve his boredom and lose his temper, or a chess piece thrown away by his teacher for his own benefit.

Su Lan, who couldn't get Mr. Fan's rich brain circuits at all, fell into a weird silence.

How poor should I be in the eyes of the elderly?A mere copper coin—although it was because he only had one copper coin with him—was given to the old farmer as alms, and it was worth reporting to Father Su?

"I'm already nine years old," Su Lan said quietly, "It's not nine months old."

"I know you're nine years old."

Nine years old, how many times must he have been abandoned before he could be so mature and put all his eggs in one basket after his father was taken away, even casually mentioning two miserable possibilities?

Suddenly Mr. Fan's face changed drastically, and he raised his sleeves to block Su Lan.

The sounds of swords and screams were all very close to her. Su Lan was no stranger to these sounds.

It was when the Department of Punishment ransacked the house to make an example of others. It had to kill a hapless criminal first as a deterrent.

The Punishment Department is the emperor's sword to eradicate dissidents, and the cruel officials are the ones who wield the sword. As long as the high majesty is still suspicious for a day, the Punishment Department can be arrogant and domineering for another day.

The four characters of "Mirror Hanging High" have always been hung on the high hall of the Department of Punishment—maybe it was for the sake of heaven's justice at first, but most of the people in the Department of Punishment also changed their tastes because of the unlimited power.

Tiger in Tsing Yi is considered half a good person.Cheng Dalang is notoriously jealous of evil, he only treats criminals so abnormally arrogant and unreasonable-but sometimes a sense of justice that is too strong and distorted may not be a good thing, like a double-sided steel blade, hurting others and hurting oneself.

The old farmer's arm was very steady, and he didn't know if he was afraid or not.

Su Lan wanted to say that you don't have to worry about me being afraid of bloodshed when I ransack the house and kill someone, but she never knew how to refuse other people's kindness, so she just shut up silently, pretending to be afraid and hiding behind the old man.

He was rarely sheltered from the wind and rain on weekdays, and he was drowsy when he was sleepy, and finally fell asleep against the old man's back at some point.

When the dust of the ransacking of the house settled, Mr. Fan quietly left the Su residence with his sleeping child on his back among a group of crying women and children.

The way back should be to the left, but I remembered the boy's saying "turn right when you go out", and the old man turned right by some strange mistake.

It is the lights of thousands of houses and the first lights of the Huadeng.

Thinking of the incident just now, Mr. Fan is still afraid.

The green-clothed tiger came up with a sword, stabbing in the direction of the young man impartially; he raised his sleeve to block it, and stood for a long time, because the young man grabbed the corner of his clothes and shivered.

That's right, he is a nine-year-old child after all, no matter how much he conceals it, he will not remain indifferent and calm to a sword that wants to kill him.

The young man was like a kitten, but the old man lifted him up and carried him firmly on his back.

The imperial palace in the capital is located in the middle, divided into two urban areas, the north and the south.

The rich, the powerful, and the emperor live in the northern city; the poor and the poor live in the southern city.

Even at night, Beicheng District is still lively.Stepping on the green wood and stone road is the quiet North Market. The hawkers here have a big background, and there are people who buy and sell without hawking.The shop bought all kinds of elegant calligraphy and paintings, foreign objects, and Fengming watermelons, none of which were necessary, nor were they cheap.

He carried the boy on his back all the way south, and the market gradually became noisy.The North and South Bazaars are only a street away, but it seems to be a different world.

Nanshi Bazaar sells things commonly used by common people, the prices are fair, and there are endless bargaining sounds.The beggars finished their begging in the Beicheng District during the day, and at night they would gather here to find a small stall to drink some wine and talk happily.

"You don't know, I worked so hard to grab a spot and went to the Su Mansion to celebrate. Who knew that the Su family was too stingy, there were not many hard dishes, and they were all raw melon eggs! There was an old man who was so hungry that he picked up raw Eat melon eggs."

"Hey, the richer you are, the more stingy you are," the thinner beggar beside him shook his head, "Why don't you turn from Sufunan to Cheng's shop, Miss Cheng will give white porridge to the poor at noon, and the big pickles will be gone if you go late gone."

"That's great. Miss Cheng's family also recruits poor and lonely people to farm in her house, with food and housing."

"In recent years, livelihood has become more and more difficult... More and more powerful people occupy the farmland to play, more and more farmers can't find a living, and there are more and more beggars. I don't know how long the Cheng family can last the shop. "

The beggars sighed for a while.

Suddenly someone asked, "But isn't her elder brother..."

"Hey, the elders of Cheng's parents were murdered to death, and now there are only two brothers and sisters left to support the facade. If you are not fierce, how can you survive in the capital that eats human bones?"

The man asked again just now, "But Cheng Dalang has made so many enemies outside, if one day he dies suddenly, the girl Cheng left behind..."

"Bah! It's just bad luck for you! Miss Cheng is the most kind-hearted, and good people are rewarded with rewards. How can such a thing happen? Drink, you will punish yourself with three drinks!"

Old Master Fan looked at himself in linen clothes and trousers, carrying a small cage, and couldn't help but wryly smiled from the bottom of his heart.

Incidents in the capital are erratic, and how many of them can be named in history?I, a romantic figure, has not been in the capital for ten years, and I have become a "hungry old man who picks up raw melon eggs" in the mouth of beggars.

The old man was carrying a young boy who looked like a kitten on his back, and the cage contained a black kitten he had just bought.

Children's families would definitely like the company of this kind of little creature, so he simply bought it.

The old man thought to himself, he told me to turn right to let me open my eyes to see all kinds of beings and the joys and sorrows of the world.So sure that an unfamiliar old man has a kind heart and is willing to come out again to plan for the common people in the world?

The old man beat his chest and stomped his feet for a while because of the stagnant air that had been stuck in his chest for many years.

He is old and sick, and he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to bother to plan for the well-being of the common people - the future of Chen Kingdom is still on the shoulders of all the young people.

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