Chapter 145 Let go of my junior brother, my junior brother has a bad mouth
Chapter 145: Let go of my junior brother. My junior brother has a bad mouth. (Second update, please subscribe)
Author: sunny
Chapter 145: Let go of my junior brother. My junior brother has a bad mouth. (Second update, please subscribe)
"Unexpectedly, the Sa family was choosing pictures there. They thought one of the Dharma Protectors was very majestic. There were scriptures from the Diamond Sutra on it, and the other one also had a nine-character mantra on it..."
"As a result, there were some blind and gentle people beside him who laughed at the Sa family, saying that they were vulgar martial artists, illiterate, and they actually wanted to have tattoos on their bodies.
How could the Sa family endure those poor and arrogant words, so they punched him with one punch..."
"People won't die, right?"
When Cai Laoliu thought about the scene that day when Tong Zhisheng broke the tree trunk with one punch, his eyes lit up. It felt so cruel, but it was a pity that he could not witness it.
"Sajia was just a small punishment, just a light punch. As a result, the wife couldn't help but beat him. He lost many teeth and even his jaw became crooked."
As a result, this gentle man actually had an official status and was also a censor.
At this moment, the imperial censor's team went crazy, and a snowstorm of impeachment memorials flew towards the officials' desks.
This caused the officials a huge headache, and even summoned Tong Guan to reprimand him.
In the end, Tong Guan had no choice but to visit the house in person, presented a lot of property and medicinal materials, and also paid a lot of good words.
This settled the matter, and even Tong Zhisheng received a beating from his extremely angry stepfather.
But I saw that this guy didn't have any difficulty in moving after being beaten, or his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
It seems that this rough guy's ability to withstand a beating is far superior to that of his cute junior brother.
"Senior Brother, Brother Zhisheng was beaten, what do you think I did?"
Cai Laoliu glared at Gao Zhang, who was looking at him with a playful smile.
I always felt that this senior brother was insulting me, but there was no evidence.
"Senior brother, I'm thinking that this Zhisheng brother may have practiced some hard qigong, so he can withstand such a beating."
"Junior brother, you are often punched and kicked by your father, and you must have suffered a lot. Otherwise, I can learn from your brother Zhi Sheng.
Even if you are a little older and can't learn the true teachings, you can still sharpen your skills in battle, and it will be useless if you are not happy."
When I saw the expression on my senior brother's face that said, "I care about you very much", I felt that my senior brother was mocking me for being beaten by my father all the time.
But Cai Laoliu couldn't help but feel a little excited. After all, his father was ruthless. Every time he slapped the ruler, his butt would be red and swollen for several days, making him restless.
"...There are even some blind bastards staring at the Sa family. As for those gentle people, they look at the Sa family once or twice.
The Sa family always wants to slap him away, this life is really unpleasant."
Having said this, Tong Zhisheng drank a few more glasses of wine, and Cai Laoliu immediately became happy. He loved watching the excitement and couldn't help but encourage him.
"Then let's fight. As the saying goes, take action when it's time to take action. Cai often dislikes those scholars who drop their book bags."
Cai Laoliu was really unhappy when he saw Tong Zhisheng giving him a sideways glance and saying nothing, only drinking.
"I said the same goes for you, Brother Zhisheng. Don't you have any courage at all?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Zhisheng, who was already in a very unhappy mood, suddenly became furious.
Throwing away the wine cup in his hand, he crossed the desk in one step and lifted the short, spherical man up with one hand.
"Okay, okay, the Sa family just wants to practice with you, let you know if the Sa family dares to take action."
Seeing the big fan-like palm raised high in the air, Cai Laoliu, who was immediately frightened, started to scream when things came to a head.
"Stop, brother Zhisheng, we have something to talk about. Let go, let go quickly...Senior brother, please speak and save me..."
Seeing Cai Laoliu, who looked like a ball, he started shouting at the top of his lungs. The servants of Cai Mansion who rushed in were at a loss one by one.
Gao Zhang, who originally wanted to watch the expired boy monk violently beat up the Qilin son of the Cai family, was too embarrassed to sit back and watch any longer.
"Hey, hey... Brother Zhi Sheng, please listen to my younger brother's advice and let go of my junior brother first. My junior brother has a bit of a bad mouth, but he really doesn't mean any harm, right?"
"..." Cai Laoliu's face turned dark. I don't have bad breath. But now his neck is still being grabbed by Tong Zhisheng, and he can only roll his eyes and nod his head desperately.
"The Sa family has been getting angry every day these days. They treat you two as brothers. As a result, you also buried the Sa family in this way..."
"Calm down, isn't it just a bunch of scholars who have provoked you? Please put my junior brother down and I will think of a solution for you."
Tong Zhisheng tilted his head and looked at the young champion whose cleverness was almost written on his face.
"Forget it, for the sake of brother Guizhang, I'll let you go for now."
Then he let out a muffled groan, let go of Cai Laoliu's hand, and let the little fat man roll and crawl to the distance.
"Brother Guizhang, what are your ideas? Tell me quickly. Those scholars are very annoying. If you hit them, you are afraid of being beaten by three punches and two kicks. But if you don't hit them, you will feel panic in your heart."
Tong Zhisheng sat down and looked at Gao Zhang intently.
I sincerely hope that this resourceful No. 1 scholar can think of a way to make his thoughts clear.
Cai Laoliu drank his servants away, and then sneakily crawled over, but this time he sat honestly next to Gao Zhang.
The main reason is that I am afraid that the powerful Tong Zhisheng will use me like a ball. But I also want to hear what Gao Zhang can come up with.
At the same time, I was also thinking desperately to see if I could think of a clever idea.
Let's see if the intelligence of myself and my senior brother are on the same level.
In fact, this is enough to prove that the Qilinzi of the Cai family not only has very strong self-confidence, but also has a strong competitive mentality.
It's a pity that his biological father Cai Jing is not here, otherwise he would definitely be very pleased with another advantage of his biological son.
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Gao Zhang looked at this rough warrior who was as strong as an ox, and looked at the skirt of his clothes that he had just torn open due to emotion.
I still remember that after the last fight with Lu Qian, he boasted that what he was good at was long weapons, which were easy to shovel.
However, when Gao Zhang thought of such a rough old man with a big peony tattooed on his chest, he felt it was very irritating to his eyes.
Maybe it’s because my aesthetics can’t keep up with this era.
"Brother Guizhang, have you thought of any way to make the Sa family piss off those gentlemen who are studying without doing anything?"
Cai Laoliu, who was racking his brains for a solution next to him, had an idea and his eyes squinted.
"How can you still be so angry if you don't take action? Haha, let my senior brother come in, his talk will definitely make people angry to death."
"???" Gao Zhang and Tong Zhisheng both turned pale and stared at Cai Qilinzi with fierce eyes.
"This bastard boy looks down on the Sa family?" This was Tong Zhisheng's thought.
"Why should I help others kill people with my mouth?" This was Gao Zhang's thought.
Seeing the ferocious eyes of these two men, their ferocious and eager expressions.
Cai Laoliu, who secretly screamed in his heart, subconsciously raised his palm and slapped his mouth with a snap.
Then he pressed his mouth tightly with both hands, his eyes pitiful and his expression resentful.
