At the table next to Ling Yun, two scholars were sitting. They looked to be in their thirties.
I don't know if I disliked him, but when I saw him drinking tea and chatting with a Yang Ergou, I glanced sideways and scoffed with a "huh" sound.
After hearing this, Yang Ergou, who had just sat down, felt uneasy. He secretly glanced at Ling Yun and then looked around, feeling uneasy in his heart.
At this time, it was neither a choice to leave nor a choice to stay. It was a dilemma for a while.
Worried that his identity as Xiao Si would make Ling Yun lose face, he finally couldn't hold it back and stood up from the stool.
He thought to himself that it was okay to be embarrassed. After all, he had become accustomed to these abuses and accusations over the years, and he felt calm.
He was just worried that Ling Yun would lose his identity because of him, which made him at a loss.
However, Ling Yun didn't care. He still pointed at the stool and motioned for him to sit down. Instead, he ignored the man's ridicule.
When the man saw Ling Yun, not only was he not angry, but he continued to pour tea and taste it as if nothing had happened, as if he didn't take Ling Yun's contempt into consideration, and he couldn't help feeling resentful.
Yang Ergou felt a little relieved when he saw that Ling Yun looked calm and didn't show any displeasure because of the man's sarcasm. He was frightened.
He looked at Ling Yun again and asked softly, "Master Yun, the little one has just sat down."
"Sit down and don't pay attention to others."
Ling Yun nodded, still going his own way, and motioned for him to sit down.
Yang Ergou sat and tasted two cups of tea. Maybe it was because he had never used tea before, but he always felt that the tea was very bitter.
Yang Ergou, who was thoughtful, glanced at Ling Yun secretly, wondering how he could drink with gusto.
However, as a waiter in an inn, he often saw the scholars staying at the inn. Most of them liked tea, so it was not surprising that he saw them frequently.
Who Ling Yun chats with and makes friends with is his own business, and it is not anyone else's turn to dictate to him.
Furthermore, as a person who was born through pregnancy, he does not have that strong class consciousness.
Besides, he felt that Yang Ergou was a malleable talent, so it would be a good idea to chat with him for a few words.
As for the opinions of others, it doesn't matter, just treat it like shit.
Yang Ergou didn't seem to know what to talk about. Apart from asking for help, he also asked about the examination in his hometown.
"Master Yun, you can be sure of this provincial examination."
Ling Yun paused for a moment and whispered, "Well, it's not bad. I think I can get by."
He deliberately lowered his voice to prevent others from hearing him and causing unnecessary misunderstandings.
But Yang Ergou was shocked when he heard that he could pass the examination. He exclaimed loudly, "I'm just telling you that Master Yun can definitely pass the provincial examination. It's true."
Ling Yun was about to say that the list had not yet been revealed and everything was unknown, but before he could speak, Yang Ergou screamed.
He didn't expect that Yang Ergou would be so excited. It was too late to say anything at this time.
The person who had just mocked him was worried that he would not have a chance to take revenge. It happened that Yang Ergou gave him a chance, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said again, "Oh, I am so young, I don't know how to be modest. It is windy today, so I am not afraid of flashing my tongue."
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In response, Ling Yun did not look at him, but just smiled.
Some people are just like this, acting wantonly, meddling in other people's business, and making judgments about others, always thinking that they are great.
When the man saw that Ling Yun was silent, he thought he was speechless because of his retort, which further fueled his arrogance. He continued to press his nose and said, "Somehow in this world, a child with a yellow mouth dares to come out and make trouble."
Telling lies, you really don’t know what you mean.”
This time, Ling Yun was really amused. He thought that he could be more generous and take a step back to open up the world and endure the calm for a while.
Did he really treat himself like an onion?
The more you think about it, the more you take a step back. The more you think about it, the more frustrated you become. The more you think about it, the more angry you become.
So Ling Yun suddenly stood up from his seat, put one foot on the stool, looked down at the man from a high position, and said contemptuously, "If you don't speak, no one will regard you as a silent person."
"you…"
Ling Yun's sudden counterattack took him by surprise. He stood up and retorted to Ling Yun, but pointed at Ling Yun with a slightly trembling finger, but only said "you" and nothing more.
He couldn't get any advantage, so he paused for a long time and didn't know how to deal with it. In the end, he just groaned and sat down in frustration.
Ling Yun thought that his counterattack would stop the man, but what he didn't expect was that he overestimated the bitch who was just looking for trouble.
I don’t know how well I read the book, but when it comes to fanning the flames and stirring up trouble, it’s really good.
I saw that the man was very angry. After he sat down, a short guy with a rather sinister look next to him said angrily, "Brother Xu, why are you arguing with these short-sighted people? I don't know where it comes from."
He's just a village man. Otherwise, why would he read books about saints and make friends with some nondescript and nondescript people?"
After hearing this, the guy named Brother Xu seemed to feel that he was capable again, and began to speak rudely, "Brother Wen is right, he is just a vulgar person."
There were two scholars, one was called Xu Qiusheng and the other was called Zuo Wen Xingbo.
"That is, those who study should associate with upright gentlemen, so that when they talk and laugh, they are all great scholars, and there are no idlers in their dealings."
The two of them were talking loudly, and everyone on the first floor of the inn could hear clearly, without any regard for Ling Yun's feelings.
It made Ling Yun dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that these two things were both at the age of fathers, and they were still scholars. Compared with the aunts in the village, their ability to talk was no better than that of the aunts in the village.
It made him feel that this kind of person has read all the books on pigs.
Furthermore, who does he make friends with, and what does it have to do with them?
Is it possible that you really think that they are the king of heaven and have a hand in everything that happens to everyone in the world?
Or do you bully him when he is young and treat him like Ling Yun is easy to bully?
As expected, the world is so vast and full of wonders!
As the saying goes, clay figures still have three tempers.
Thinking of him, Ling Yun, a young boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, full of high spirits and full of blood, how could he bear this kind of bird spirit?
Even though he can't kill someone in ten steps, and his domineering power can leak out without leaving any trace behind, he is not a weakling who can be manipulated by others.
"Hahaha..." Therefore, Ling Yun laughed without warning.
The sudden laughter caused everyone in the inn to look up, and most of them squinted their eyes, as if they were thinking about why he laughed suddenly.
Even Yang Ergou, who was sitting aside, was shocked and didn't know why he was like this.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Ling Yun opened his mouth and cursed, "It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous! Some people pretend to be scholars, but they do things that are worse than pigs and dogs. They have chicken belly, mouth full of feces,
Dogs bark."
I guess he used to be too cautious and timid, and he was bullied wherever he went.
It is better to let go of your fists and become a high-spirited young man in white, and your life in this world will not be in vain.