The correct usage of Tsundere Junior Brother

They had been running around all day, and it was almost evening when they returned to Taixue. They opened the door and entered, but saw a man in green shirt sitting in the courtyard. It was Shi Chong who hadn't seen him for a long time.There are a lot of leftover pastry skins piled up on the table next to Shi Chong, who must have been waiting for them for a long time.When he saw someone coming, he quickly chewed and swallowed what was in his mouth, but it got stuck in his throat. After drinking half a pot of tea, he freed his mouth to speak: "Are you back?"

Pan Yue said happily: "Bug, you're back!"

Shi Chong took a sneak look at old man Meng, rubbed his hands together and said, "Recently, I got caught up in some chores, and I heard from my subordinates that something happened to Taixue. No, I hurried back."

Old man Meng sat down with a bluish face, blowing his beard and staring.

Shi Chong rubbed his hands together again, took a bowl of tea, and approached old man Meng, offered it with both hands, and said cautiously: "Master?"

The other three looked to the left and then again, sensing that something was wrong between Shi Chong and old man Meng, they sat down awkwardly and stopped talking.

Old man Meng hummed lightly and took the teacup.In fact, after the quarrel that day, he also regretted that his tone was too harsh. Now that Shi Chong took the initiative to show his favor, he softened his tone and said, "How are you doing?"

Shi Chong quickly said: "The apprentice is very good, but you, the master, have been tired these days."

"Fortune tricks people." Old man Meng held up the teacup and said, "It's just a moment, and that's all. The only way now is to restore reputation little by little, and rebuild Luoyang Taixue."

There was silence in the air for a while, Shi Chong said slowly: "Master, have you ever thought about who caused all this?"

Old man Meng: "You don't need to tell me, I know it naturally."

Shi Chong's voice rose slightly: "Then you never thought about making them pay with blood?"

Old man Meng put down the teacup: "I, Luoyang Taixue, have always been upright, if I use those dirty and despicable methods, wouldn't I be the same as them?"

Shi Chong: "Should we just let them ride on us like this?"

Old man Meng slapped the table and said angrily, "Shi Chong, what are you trying to say?"

Shi Chong calmed down, and said: "Master, the five buckets of rice are now the right-hand man of the Queen and the King of Zhao. His Highness the Crown Prince has always been resentful for their despicable behavior. He has always hoped that you will stand by his side!"

Old Man Meng shook his head: "In the final analysis, you are still a member of the prince, not a member of my Luoyang Taixue, otherwise you would not have said such a thing."

Shi Chong looked at him in disbelief: "I'm not from Luoyang Taixue? If I hadn't grown up here, why would I beg the prince to help the Taixue over and over again? If I hadn't been thinking about Why do I have to work hard to make money for your life and death, instead of just watching the snipe and the clam fight each other, waiting for the fisherman's profit?"

When it came to making money, old man Meng jumped up as if bitten by a poisonous snake, and quarreled with his neck red: "Who needs your money? What kind of dirty money are you earning? I'm really ashamed to mention this ..."

Shi Chong became even more angry: "Naturally, there are extraordinary ways in extraordinary times. Besides, why is my money dirty? One is to act for the heavens, and the other is to broadcast newspapers. Do you think I am the only one who does this kind of thing? Let me tell you, all the civil and military people in the dynasty, including the ones you admire, have to do this if they want to make money!"

Old man Meng was out of breath, pointing at him: "How did I teach you such an apprentice!"

"What kind of righteousness and orthodoxy are you guarding wholeheartedly? When it comes to a critical moment, these are nothing! The true destiny is sitting on the dragon chair, and he himself is the puppet of the ugly queen. What is moral orthodoxy, if You have lost the battle with Wudoumi, who will remember the current Luoyang Taixue, and who will remember you?!"

Old man Meng stood up abruptly, threw the teacup on the ground, and said angrily: "You, you, you!" Before he could finish speaking, his whole body twitched suddenly, and he spit out a mouthful of blood with his fingers. , rolled his eyes, and passed out.

"Master!"

Everyone rushed forward, only to see old man Meng's face was livid, his eyes were tightly closed, and for a while, he could only breathe in, but not out.

Shi Chong threw himself beside Old Man Meng: "Master, are you okay, Master? Don't scare me!"

Yang Rongji leaned over to take his pulse, and said solemnly: "The pulse condition is vacant, the Qi mechanism is disordered, and the fire is rushing to the heart."

Shi Chong was about to cry: "Is it because I'm so angry?"

Everyone looked at him with subtle eyes and nodded in unison.

Shi Chong said aggrievedly: "I, I really want to help our master." He dragged out a huge box from behind, and when he opened it, the golden light inside was shining brightly, and it was a box of heavy gold.

Shi Chong lowered his head slightly and said, "I have neglected cultivation all these years and indulged in merchants. In Master's words, I am ignorant and incompetent, and deceived." He raised his head and said depressedly, "But you also know that I have no I don’t have the talent for cultivation. For you, you can learn swordsmanship and magic circle easily, but for me, I can’t learn it even if I’m exhausted. Master, the old man always says that I’m not doing my job properly, but He didn't know, and how dare I put down my face and say, I'm just stupid, I'm just stupid, I just can't learn it!"

After taking a few breaths, he continued: "The things I'm good at don't get into Master's eyes at all. In his view, my money is the dirtiest thing in the world, but I really want to help everyone, help everyone." Taixue overcame the difficulties."

Pan Yue felt sad for a while, and couldn't help but shed tears: "Chongzi, I usually see you carelessly, but I really didn't expect you to have so many difficulties."

Yang Rongji shook his head and said, "Not enough."

Shi Chong asked doubtfully, "Not enough, you mean?"

Yang Rongji said: "The money is far from enough. Second Senior Brother, do you know how much it cost us to come to our door to apologize and compensate for the loss just today?"

"How many?"

Yang Rongji said: "All the property of Luoyang Taixue, what can be pawned has been pawned, and what can't be pawned is sent to the market to sell at a low price, and the master's own savings are used. Even so, it is only enough Today's expenses."

Shi Chong said in horror: "How can you spend money so fiercely? Even if you pay for other people's medical expenses and tuition fees, you won't be spending all of Taixue's wealth!"

Yang Rongji shook his head and said: "Brother, you should understand better than me, people's hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant."

Pan Yue said: "Bug, we are street rats now, those people don't care how many good deeds you have done before, they want to peel off our skins until there is no bones left. Those who can't be peeled can be profited as much as possible, As long as one family opens its mouth and we give in, the second and third families below will never let us go mercilessly."

Hearing their description, Shi Chong could already imagine what they had experienced that day, and he slapped the table angrily: "Fuck me, these greedy villains, what do you do when they usually ask us to help them exorcise evil spirits?" Isn't it like this? Why isn't it like this when Babadi sent the child here? I really, I really..."

Yang Rongji said: "All in all, the current situation cannot be solved by money. It's just that Master and his old man's temper, if he doesn't compensate others for their losses, he won't be able to pass his own test."

There were tears in Shi Chong's eyes: "I know, I know, the only way now is to let the big man come forward to settle it, I, I will go to the prince right now, he won't just sit idly by!"

"Bug." Pan Yue called to stop him.

Shi Chong turned around: "Huh?"

Pan Yue stepped forward to hug him, and said, "Don't worry too much, I'm a big brother, I promise, everything will be fine."

Shi Chong laughed, raised his hand to pinch his face, suddenly realized something, put it down embarrassingly, and said: "Yes, there is still you."

After speaking, his eyes shone brightly, he turned and left, as if he didn't want others to see his tears.

There are clusters of brocade tents, and the room is full of fragrance. There is a huge bed in the middle of the room, and white gauze curtains are hung around it, enveloping the room tightly in spring.Through the veil, I saw two figures overlapping each other, rolling over and over, the movement made the wooden bed creak.

After the lust was over, the two hugged each other, gasping for breath.Sima Lun lay down and let Sun Xiu rest in his arms. He was over fifty years old, but his face was well-maintained, with a kind of elegance and luxury, but there was a faint sense of frustration in his expression, which made him look a little narrow.Sima Lun pinched Sun Xiu's chest with one hand, and said with a smile, "Xiu'er is young and doesn't feel tired yet, but I'm already sweating profusely. I'm really old."

Sun Xiu turned over, held his head with both hands, and said, "My king, you will always be the strongest man in Junzhong's heart."

Sima Lun was sweet in his heart, and Sun Xiu was smooth and sweet, with a tepid temper and could endure pain in bed. Since entering the palace, he had been the most favored by Sima Lun.He thought of something, and sighed again: "I'm getting old, I can't accept my old age."

Sun Xiu understood what he was thinking and asked, "Wang is worried about that?"

Sima Lun narrowed his eyes: "When I was young, I disapproved of my father supporting Sima Zhao, a short-lived ghost. He was unlucky. He died before he had time to sit on the dragon chair. It was too cheap for my nephew who was also short-lived... I just sit and watch the throne Passed down from generation to generation, but never mine."

"My king, you are destined to be the one on the dragon chair." Sun Xiu pushed Sima Lun's hair from his forehead, made eye contact with him, and said quietly: "Sima Yan is dead, and Da Jin cannot be manipulated by him. Today The emperor is a waste, the empress is another girl, and now, our only obstacle is the prince."

Sima Lun's eyes became sharp: "Jiananfeng has no heirs, I think the prince's seat may not be so tight."

"That's exactly the reason." Sun Xiu said, "Borrowing the queen's knife..."

The corner of Sima Lun's mouth curled up into a weird smile, and he continued, "Let them kill each other." After speaking, he pushed Sun Xiu under his body, and his body started a new round of rhythm.

Sun Xiu cooperated with his movements, moaning incessantly, but there was no desire in her eyes.

The author has something to say:

Old man Meng may live an ideal life, but he has something in his heart that he wants to stick to, so he must experience the torment caused by the huge difference between reality and ideal.

Old Man Meng: Why didn’t anyone help me up first? !