Chapter 822 Character
The fierce wife at home was too fierce. Gu Jiang's ears were twisted and bleeding, and she was covered in stinky sweat. She was numb and painful and couldn't resist it. The inspiration in her mind attracted the disaster.
"Madam, please listen to me. Liu Zi'er, the old courtyard, and Ma Lan'er, Qinhuai, were all Hou Fangyu's confidants."
"The injustice for husbands is all invited by Hou Fangyu!"
In desperation, Gu Jiang told the truth, the famous Hou Fangyu, the fourth prince of Fushe, was truly the most passionate man in the world, the saint of Huajian. He scolded the court the most, so he was the most famous.
Every day, I sit in the Qinhuai pleasure boat and worry about the country and the people, drink to drown my sorrows, and hug Li Xiangjun and other famous prostitutes, loudly scold the court, the Grand Secretary, and the generals of commanding the army. The passion for serving the country is really touching and tear-jerking.
As soon as the Qing army arrived, Mr. Hou decisively surrendered to the enemy and decided to be the official of the tarzi to harm the people, to ruin the reputation of the tarzi, to save the country in a curve, and to be unparalleled in the world in terms of wisdom.
The fierce wife let go, and Jiang Xin and Jing Jing suspected that he led two concubines and a group of maids to find Hou Fangyu.
Gu Jiang hugged her cleverness, took out the bag from under the pillow and put it in her arms. She rushed to the wall of the courtyard and fled up, taking advantage of the chaos.
A large number of women rushed into the Yashu and the Book House in the back, and there were still a few people seeking death in the front yard.
The fierce and fierce ones rushed in, and Zhang Pu was left with only a few delicate and cowardly women, sobbing and crying to seek death. Seeing a delicate and weak woman pinching a snow-white handkerchief gritted her teeth
, closed his eyes and stumbled towards the courtyard wall. Zhang Pu was shocked and used his strength to rush over and blocked it. Poor Master Zhang had never practiced martial arts or stole horse stance. He held a pen for his whole life
The knife could not be lifted, but the woman was hit by her and sat down.
Zhang Puke is no longer young, in his fifties, and his waist is dodged by this hit. He sat on the ground and rolled into a ball with the woman.
"Chief of the mountain!"
"Teacher, mentor!"
Several students from the academy were shocked and ran over to pull the woman away, and took her mentor who rolled her eyes away.
The academy was opposite, Ciyun Temple.
On the roof of the Main Hall, more than ten soap-clothed soldiers were holding knives and sitting in a thousand-mile mirror holding a thousand-mile mirror watching the show. They pointed at each other and didn't look serious.
"Fierce, this little lady is really strong, a chaste and strong woman!"
"Tsk tsk, that old lady in pink is so handsome!"
"Hehe, if you marry such a shrew, you're afraid you're going to kick it out of the bed!"
More than ten military intelligence departments were hiding on the roof of the Main Hall, gloating, recording these ugly things, and publishing them into books and circulating them in the public. These more than ten were just performing military affairs, but did not expect the vulgar words recorded on paper.
It was widely circulated and became famous for a group of famous scholars in the south of the Yangtze River. When the scandal spread, the fierce wife in Gu Jiang's family became famous and replaced Liu Rushi as the Hedong Lion, which was well-known.
In the evening, the academy gradually became quiet.
The foreigner, the handsome wife and the savage wife led the people to make a fuss, and each caught his son and his husband went down the mountain. Sure enough, the Wujiang Academy was smashed to pieces, and the mountain gate that was squeezed was stolen.
All Yashes were destroyed, and the collection of books was swept by thieves who took advantage of the chaos to steal. Hundreds of students were injured in the fight, which was very tragic.
Inner courtyard, quiet room.
The table was overturned, and the bookshelf was upside down. The books on the rack were even closed, including the pen, ink, paper, ink, vases and tea bowls on the table, and it seemed that someone had stolen it in the chaos. Zhang Pu lay on the bed with his eyes blank and his eyes twitched from time to time
Taking a cold air, Master Zhang was not diligent in all four bodies and was not divided into grains. He was old and weak, and he was unable to get up for a while.
More than 500 scholars in the academy, celebrities and scholars scattered in a hurry, and those with no conscience ran away secretly. Those with conscience came to say parting, and then they hunched away. Zhang Pu was in tears, looking at the only thing left beside him
More than ten confidants were still injured, and blood marks were cut from the woman's nails. The worst was Hou Fangyu, who was actually given a few pink fists by the Gu Hedong Lion. He was beaten to the bruised nose and blinking.
The swollen eyes were smoky and the air was smoky.
"Chaozong, you."
Before Zhang Pu finished speaking, Hou Fangyu bowed and said vaguely: "Goodbye, please take care of yourself, please take care of me!"
Mr. Hou lifted his robe and blinked his painful and sore eyes. He took a big step and rushed out of the door, but slowly retreated. He blinked his unbearable pain and his purple face.
It turned pale. Outside the door, more than ten soap-clothed soldiers were holding knives and carrying pistols, and everyone was sarcastic about them.
There was a silence in the quiet room, and more than ten students of Zhang's disciples changed their colors. No matter how stupid they were, they knew they had fallen into a trap and fell into trouble.
Hou Fangyu was pushed against the forehead by a hand gun, and slowly retreated and tripped by the threshold. He was so scared that his legs fell to the ground, trembling like a quail. In the room, more than ten scholars looked at each other. Mr. Hou was generous and calm in his daily life.
A famous man with extraordinary, handsome and generous words and deeds is too cowardly.
Knowing people, knowing their faces but not their hearts. It is difficult to draw bones by painting dragons and tigers. What is meant by this kind of cowardice.
There were also some generous and unafraid of death in Fushe, so a few people stood up and stood up straight to block the mountain leader.
"I'm here to ask Chen Zilong, all the officials have invited me!"
More than a dozen soldiers in the soap-clothed army entered the quiet room with bad intentions and soon occupied the doors and windows and several key points in the doors. At a glance, they knew they were elite soldiers who had experienced many battles.
Chen Zilong was a brave man and said straightforwardly: "If the people do not procure, the officials will not be investigated. Our miserables have not reported to the officials. What do you mean by the officials?"
A tall and stout soap-clothed official chuckled: "Young Master Chen is so brave, but he said he is bad. Someone really reported the official, but the miserable is not you, there is someone else."
As soon as he finished speaking, a few colorful and fierce half-old Xu girls rushed in outside, followed by a group of fierce thugs. Chen Zilong was stunned, with a few layers of pink on his face and waist
The shrew, thicker than a bucket, rushed over with his eyes and lifted Hou Fangyu, who was limping on the ground, like a chicken.
The official of the soapy clothes seemed to have a good impression of Chen Zilong and said with a smile: "Young Master Chen can see clearly, these are the victims."
The woman widened her eyes and cursed sharply: "I want to run away, I'm a thief, a coward, Zi'er, Lan'er believed your nonsense, broke her face, hurt her body, now she can't stand it anymore, where are you going
run!"
"Get money off and get the money!"
Hou Fangyu was as limp as a sieve, and was sprayed with spit on his face by a shrew, and his mouth was closed tightly without saying a word. Chen Zilong, a student of the Restoration Society, suddenly realized that the women were disguised as men and were treated as men.
Chapter completed!