Chapter 155 Liu Lang asked for leave, saying that he was tired of studying poetry and books and was sick (
Chapter 155 When Rokuro asked for leave, he said he was tired from studying poetry and books (second update)
Author: sunny
Chapter 155 When Rokuro asked for leave, he said he was tired from studying poetry and books (second update)
Seeing the Imperial Guards and the young eunuchs pushing the cart carrying silk and satin, Gao Zhang quickly shouted to Fu An and others to come over.
He handed the imperial treasured musical instrument in his hand to Fu An who came forward to greet him.
"Young Master is so awesome, he actually got another official reward."
Fu'an looked at the imperial treasured piano in his hand with delight. Although his son could not play it, at least this thing was given by the emperor.
If you listen to it, it will definitely sound more beautiful than the sound of the piano outside the palace.
Gao Zhang once again got into the carriage skillfully and smoothly, lay down there, and stared at the roof of the carriage with his big black and white eyes.
When I think of the oral instructions that the officials asked Li Yan, the great eunuch, to bring me, I will fulfill my duties and work hard without complaint...
Are you really talking about me? He is indeed a famous fool in history. He even uses adjectives randomly.
But no matter what, being able to give these things is enough to prove the necessity of improving favorability and proficiency.
As for Yang Jian, it was because he came out of a false palace that he was intoxicated by Master Hunjun, which caused Master Hunjun to become furious and beat Yang Jian with a big stick.
Or because I offended Master Hunjun for some other reason and was beaten violently, that's none of our business.
In this great era when a faint king is in power, powerful officials and treacherous ministers are in power, and everything is in turmoil.
What I need is to clean up my official family, keep growing, and accumulate strength for development.
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"You told my father that I have a stomachache and am very uncomfortable. I need to take a good bed rest. I really can't go."
Putting down half the pastry in his hand, Cai Laoliu wiped his mouth and lay down on the floor with a very painful expression.
It was as if the old man who was so happy eating before was not him.
Seeing Liulang's miraculous operation, the housekeeper of the Cai Mansion shook his head in confusion.
"The master has ordered that even if it is carried, Liulang must be carried to the study."
Cai Yao was puzzled, but considering yesterday's conflict, he was just a spectator and bystander at best.
After repeated self-hypnosis, Cai Yao finally came to the study room with trepidation.
"Explain to me clearly what happened yesterday..."
Cai Jing sat in the study with a dark face, looking murderously at his son Cai Yao who had just entered the study.
"The kid didn't do anything, he just watched the excitement."
Facing his own father, who was playing with a ruler in one hand and with murderous eyes and expressions, Cai Yao secretly cried out.
But the problem is that the study door is now closed, and Cai Yao can only forcefully quibble.
"Tong Zhisheng, that vulgar warrior, is really hateful and annoying. He actually tattooed the Analects of Confucius on his body and insulted the scholars in this way."
"Why did I hear that it was your idea that Tong Zhisheng did what he did?"
Seeing his father Cai Jing pointing like a sword, directly between his eyebrows, Cai Yao, who was panicking, quickly defended loudly.
"No, no, no, it's not me, it's my senior brother, that kid Gao Zhang who instigated it."
"He instigated it, so why was it you who went to the tattoo shop with Tong Zhisheng? Why was it you and Tong Zhisheng who fought in the street yesterday?"
"It's obviously you, the bastard boy who hates reading, who encouraged Tong Zhi to outwit that brainless idiot and created such a farce."
"It's true that children don't like reading. Tong Zhisheng is indeed an idiot, but why do you call it a farce?"
Cai Jing's livid old face suddenly turned red, and sparks almost came out of his nostrils. He picked up the ruler and made a trick in his hand before standing up.
"You are shouting in the street to make all the scholars in the world angry. Do you know that there are not only common people there, but also many scholars and even officials?
You evil beast, you evil beast, do you have to force our Cai family to be the opposite of the scholars in the world before you are willing to do it?"
"Dad, a gentleman should talk but not take action. Yesterday, the child was covered in feces and urine. How could he not have an attack..."
"Return to the gentleman, I am now your father, and I am happy to do it! Beat you to death, you bastard who doesn't like to study..."
Bang bang bang, ah ah ah... The power of the ruler was really brought to its extreme in the hands of the traitor Cai Jing.
The crackling sound of flesh being torn apart in the study room, and the chirping noises of Liu Lang Cai Yao, they all sounded like a rhythm.
Outside the house, there were a group of servants of the Cai Mansion who looked very calm, but their eyes were beating wildly with the banging sounds inside.
It was another heartbreaking meal of fatherly kindness and filial piety. Even after experiencing it many times, everyone was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of scene. After all, Rokuro's voice was a bit loud, even harsh.
The steward of the Cai Mansion stood at the door of the study. At this moment, he was counting a hundred silently in his heart, but he still had no intention of stopping.
This made the manager of the Cai Mansion understand that the Prime Minister is probably much more angry today than before. The specific multiple depends on how long he can count...
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Finally, the steward of the Cai Mansion, who had silently counted from one to one hundred, finally heard the sound of the study door.
Then, I saw the Prime Minister slowly walking out, panting, exhausted both physically and mentally, but with a clear-minded look on his face.
Cai Jing rubbed his sore arms and glanced back at Liu Lang, who was still lying on the ground, choking.
Looking at the ruler next to him that he had thrown there and soaked in blood, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart, wondering if he had been beaten too hard.
But when I think about this bastard talking nonsense in the market, it will definitely damage the reputation of the Cai family.
Cai Jing really wants to rush in and beat up this stupid Liulang again, not to mention whether Gao Zhang has encouraged you two.
Is it possible that you two grown men have no brains? You actually boast about being a dragon and a phoenix, bah!
Seeing the prime minister turning back to look around the study, with an angry look on his face, the steward of the Cai Mansion on the side quickly stepped forward.
"Master, the young master must know that he was wrong. Please ask him to calm down."
"Hmph...this evil beast, let him study in a dishonest manner, let him not know the meaning of seniority and inferiority."
Cai Jing uttered another angrily sentence and was about to walk away. After thinking about it, he gave instructions to the steward.
"Don't let this evil beast go to the secretary's office these days. Remember to ask for leave for him tomorrow..."
The manager of the Cai Mansion nodded understandingly and glanced at Liu Lang who was lying there in the room and continued to choke.
"Yes, yes, then... I wonder what kind of excuse the villain should prepare?"
"...Well, let me think about it." Cai Jing rolled his eyes and waved to the steward to stay away from the study.
"If you go to the Secretary's Department, you can tell me that Liulang has been reading poetry and books at night in the mansion for the past few days, and he has suffered from a severe cold..."
Listening to the awesomeness of his master's boast, the Cai family steward's eyelids jumped wildly and he nodded his head vigorously.
He said that he understood it and would definitely not expose the family scandal of Rokuro being beaten by his own father until he could not get out of bed.
Cai Laoliu, whose face was covered with snot and tears, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his teary eyes, feeling the burning pain in his buttocks and feeling sad in his heart.
Sure enough, scholars are vicious-hearted, ruthless, and ruthless...
