Chapter 29 Don’t worry, uncle is not a good person
"Brother Liu, just now Mr. Li invited you to visit the capital, and he will definitely entrust you with an important task. Why did you refuse? Don't you see that Mr. Li is a nobleman of the capital?"
In the capital, anyone who is thrown a brick to death may be a seventh-grade official. No matter what his identity is, he is just a son of a wealthy family. If he goes to the capital according to his temperament, he will definitely offend a lot of people. Isn't that an old man hanging himself and seeking death?
Liu Mingzhi looked at the curious Qi Yun with a smile and said: "Brother Qi Liang, don't you understand my brother's temperament? He won't hold me back, and he is backing up. He is very lazy. Mr. Li invited me to visit Beijing.
I definitely don't have good intentions. I must be looking at my handsomeness and want to sell me to a brothel to serve those dissatisfied women. I was out of breath even when I climbed the mountain, and met those who were like wolves and tigers.
Resentful woman, with my small body, I will definitely stay in the capital, and it’s best not to go.”
Liu Mingzhi began to speak openly and unobstructed again, and Qi Yun's face became darker and darker, thinking that in front of Mr. Wen Renshan, I will leave you such a thin face, and I will look good on you when I get back.
When Wen Renzheng heard that Liu Mingzhi started talking nonsense again, his old face couldn't bear it anymore and began to lecture him in the tone of an elder: "Young man from the Liu family, speaking as a scholar is beneath your dignity. Next time I will punish you by copying the Analects of Confucius fifty times.
Serve as a warning to others.”
Wenren Yunshu's face turned red and he didn't dare to look at Liu Mingzhi, who was full of dirty talk. He thought to himself, who are these people? They are talking nonsense, some kind of deep-rooted resentment, some kind of woman whose body can't bear it, and she doesn't even know if her daughter's family is there.
?Without any regard for the occasion.
When Liu Mingzhi heard that Wen Renzheng punished him to copy "The Analects" fifty times, he suddenly jumped up: "Why, young master, I am a student in Class C, not your student, old man, why do you punish the young master to copy?"
"The Analects of Confucius", still fifty times."
When Qi Yun saw Liu Mingzhi starting to call him old man again in front of Wen Renzheng, she couldn't help but feel helpless and thought to herself, doesn't his future husband know what it means to respect teachers and respect morality?
He was not angry when he heard about Renzheng. He stared at Liu Mingzhi narrowly: "Boy, Master Liu came to this old man's place as a guest an hour ago. He said that you are a unique genius.
, I can’t tolerate a great god like you, and I plan to recommend you to another school.”
"I knew it. I said that Master Liu looked out of breath after listening to my remarks in the school that day. It turned out that he had discovered a rare and unique genius like me, and he was so excited that he said no.
Say it, alas, gold will always shine. Master, I can’t hide my vast light wherever I go. I’m ashamed, I’m really ashamed. I will definitely restrain myself from it in the future.”
Wen Renzheng frowned and looked at Liu Mingzhi, who was talking eloquently, and thought to himself: "How can this thing have such a good face? It can even resist a powerful enemy in Jinling City."
"Bah, you are so thick-skinned."
"Shameless stuff."
Liu Mingzhi asked enthusiastically: "Old man, which school are you going to transfer me to? If the young master is too bad, I won't go. Otherwise, I will be sorry for the young master's unique physique."
"After much thought, I feel that these masters are not capable enough to teach you, so"
Before Wen Renzheng could finish speaking, Liu Mingzhi rushed to Wen Renzheng's side and looked pitifully at the astonished Wen Renzheng: "Chief, no, don't kick me out of Dangyang College, otherwise
My old man will kill his relatives for the sake of justice, and kill his relatives for the sake of justice. Are you afraid? Even if you transfer me to the D-class class, I will admit it."
Qi Yun turned her head and felt that she couldn't bear to look at you, you bitch.
"Shameless."
"When did I say that I would kick you out of Dangyang Academy?"
"Then you just said that none of the teachers in the school have the ability to teach me?"
"That's why I plan to transfer you to the Scholar's House, and let me personally teach you so that you won't live up to God's gift to you."
Liu Mingzhi couldn't help being startled: "Entering Wenrenshe means that you can punish me for copying "The Analects of Confucius" if you want, and you can force me to memorize "The Art of War" if you want to force me to memorize "The Art of War".
It doesn't make any difference if you don't go to the fire pit. If the young master doesn't go, the young master will study in the C-character class until Qiu Wei."
"Boy, do you know that Lao Chan has only accepted two disciples in his life. How many people want to join Lao Chan's Wenrenshe but Lao Chan doesn't care. Now that you are given the opportunity, you actually shirk it and don't know how to cherish it."
"What? Old Master, you are so old and you only teach two students. How bad are your teachings? No one wants to be your teacher. If the young master really wants to be your teacher, then he is going astray."
Qi Yun really couldn't bear it now, secretly thinking that Liu Mingzhi was blind to gold and jade, so he slapped the table with his palm, causing the small table to fall apart immediately.
Qi Yun glared at Liu Mingzhi gloomily: "This is an opportunity that many people dream of, but you are so rude. You should pay homage to Grandpa Wenren immediately."
The three of them stared dumbly at the torn wooden table, speechless.
After a while, Wenren Yun said with relief: "This is a table made of solid willow wood. Even if you want to chop it with an axe, it takes a lot of effort, and it will be gone with just one slap."
Wen Renzheng also came to his senses and looked at Liu Mingzhi with pity. No wonder Yun girl was born generous and beautiful, but she has not been betrothed to anyone at this age. Who dares to marry this guy? She will not be able to live on the bed in the next life.
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Subconsciously touching his intact nose, Liu Mingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Qi Yun: "Thank you, young hero, for not killing me."
Qi Yun also realized that she seemed to have gone a little too far. She glanced at Liu Mingzhi with some trepidation and whispered: "Why don't you hurry up and accept Grandpa Wenren as your teacher?"
Qi Yun has such a girlish look. Wen Renzheng's grandson doesn't feel uncomfortable knowing Qi Yun's identity. However, Liu Mingzhi doesn't know. Liu Mingzhi sees a black-faced boy making such a girlish and coquettish gesture.
I just felt a chill, fearing that Qi Yun was a rabbit.
"Brother Qi Liang, please think clearly. You call me grandpa now. Big brother, if I become a disciple, you will call me uncle when you see me. My dear nephew, if you call me uncle, I will become your disciple."
Don't worry, my uncle is not a good uncle but a good person."
Thinking of the scene Liu Mingzhi mentioned, Qi Yun froze and thought of a certain relationship and hurriedly said: "No, I can't become a disciple."
Wen Renzheng was also stunned. This was indeed a big problem. Liu Mingzhi became his student, but wasn't he just a generation higher than Qi Yun out of thin air?
"Brother Qi Liang, do you want to become a disciple or not? You give me the right answer, and I will listen to you."
Qi Yun became entangled and had no idea for a while.
"Old man, I'll go back and think about it for two days before giving you an answer. Brother Qiliang, are you leaving or not?"
Qi Yun was still thinking about whether Liu Mingzhi should become a disciple or not. When he heard that he was going back, he stood up in confusion.
"Brother Liu, do you know the identity of that gentleman?"
"I don't know, but he should be a famous and powerful figure in the capital. His family owns the largest house in the capital. How rich is he? Who is the son of the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River? Besides, it's better to be ignorant when meeting by chance.
long."
"Are you thinking about dirty things like money?"
"Money is dirty? You really don't know the sufferings of people's livelihood. From the nobles to the common people, no one will think that money is dirty. Money can be used for food, clothing, housing, transportation, marching and fighting, and settling down and buying a house."
"What kind of riddle are you and that gentleman playing? What does the extension of grace mean? Why does the gentleman say you are cruel?"
"Cruel? I don't think so. If you don't have any selfish desires, extending a favor is worse than bullshit. It's all human nature."
"That gentleman traveled thousands of miles to the south of the Yangtze River to seek advice. What does Brother Liu think?"
"When you live high in a temple, you worry about your people; when you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you worry about your king. I respect people who care about the people of the world."
"Brother Liu, what if he is the world?"
"Hmm! I don't understand. What do you mean?"
"Nothing? Just say whatever you want."
"It takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. The spring silkworms will die when they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up. If you live high in a temple, you will worry about its people; if you live far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your king. Brother Liu, you can just say it casually.
You can spread the famous lines of Qing Dynasty, but why are your poems so hated?"