The early morning sunlight shines through the window on my face.
Ji Ling seemed to feel something and slowly opened his eyes.
The sun is so bright, it seems like he got up late?
He got up and found that he had a splitting headache and couldn't help but hold his forehead.
What's going on? Why does my head hurt so much? And where is this...
Oh, by the way, Mr. Yang called him over for a drink last night. He had an average capacity for drinking, and he got drunk as he drank.
Ji Ling looked at the bed where he was sleeping and thought to himself, this dandy is quite a good person. Seeing that he was drunk, he actually gave up his bed to him. He didn't know where he slept last night.
Ji Ling got out of bed and saw water and face towels prepared on the washstand. He used them first without hesitation.
After washing up, Ji Ling, who was freshly dressed, opened the door.
At the same time, the door of the innermost room also sounded.
Ji Ling looked over with a smile and thought, my cousin got up very early...
His smile froze on his face.
Yang Shu came out of the room with a sleep-deprived face. When he saw Ji Ling, he wanted to say hello: "Brother Ji, morning..."
Before the word "ah" came out at the end, Ji Ling rushed over in a furious manner and punched him in the face.
"Hey!" Yang Shu dodged and narrowly avoided, "Brother Ji, what are you doing? Tell me what you have to say!"
Say? Say you are a big-headed idiot!
Ji Ling looked ferocious and wished he could bite him! He also hated himself for falling into his trap last night and getting him drunk so that he could take advantage of the opportunity.
He suddenly grabbed Yang Shu's collar: "Why did you come out of here?"
Yang Shu blinked and was about to speak...
"Cousin?" Mingwei walked out and rubbed his eyes, "What are you doing?"
Ji Ling gritted his teeth: "Cousin, blame me for not paying attention and failing to protect you. No matter he is Mr. Yang or Mr. Niu today, I will make his face bloom with peach blossoms!"
Saying that, he raised his fist and struck.
Yang Shu thought that he was a weak scholar and might be injured if he tried harder, so he didn't dare to push.
Who knew he was wrong.
It is true that Ji Ling was a scholar, but he learned all his subjects well, and he was also good at riding and shooting, and he was very strong.
A heavy punch hit Yang Shu on the chin. He almost thought his jaw bone was broken.
"Ah!" Ah Wan, who was holding a bowl of water, had just come upstairs. When she saw this scene, she shouted and swooped down, "Young Master!"
Duofu was following Mingwei, and when he saw something was wrong, he ducked past.
Ah Wan struck out with a palm, but Duofu blocked it randomly.
The surging air wave exploded in an instant, and Ah Wan felt a strong rebound, and she stepped back several steps before stopping.
She looked at Duofu and was so angry that she shouted: "What are you doing? Are you joining forces to bully the young master? Don't even think about it!"
Then he pounced forward again and grabbed Duofu.
Duofukong has magical powers and has never learned martial arts. Fighting depends on instinct.
Seeing Ah Wan reaching out, he grabbed her and hit her on the head.
Ah Wan was stunned by the unorganized fighting style.
However, Duofu's inner strength was so strong that she was so suppressed that she couldn't even use her moves.
As a result, Ah Wan could only fight back without any plan.
The two people twisted into a ball.
Mingwei was stunned.
What happened? Why did the fight suddenly start?
"Let go!" Ah Wan shouted.
"Don't let me go!" Duofu muttered, "You want to cheat on me."
"Bah! Who dared him to hit the young master?"
"Then I can't let you fight!"
So the two girls continued to fight, staggering and falling on the corridor, pulling each other's hair and clothes.
"Ah Wan!" Yang Shu just shouted, and another punch came flying, hitting him until stars appeared in his eyes.
Ji Ling pushed him against the wall and stared at him fiercely: "I thought you weren't as bad as the rumors say, but I didn't expect you to do such a thing! Beast!"
Yang Shu was punched twice by him and became angry.
After he turns fifteen, no one can slap him in the face anymore!
"What did I do? No idea!"
Ji Ling wanted to hit him again, but this time Yang Shu reached out in time and blocked his fist with a palm.
"You didn't do anything?" Ji Ling was very angry, "Then why did you come out of my cousin's room?"
"Uh..." Yang Shu was stuck.
He tilted his head and thought for a moment before he realized what the problem was.
That situation just now...
Before they could figure it out, the movement here had already alerted the guards.
Ah Xuan led a group of people and ran up, and were shocked when they saw the situation in front of them.
"Master?"
What happened? The young master got into a fight with Miss Ming’s cousin? And he seemed to have suffered a loss? Don’t be kidding, with the young master’s skills, how could he lose to a weak scholar?
Immediately afterwards, the little girl Xiaotong who ran over screamed: "Sister Awan!"
Mingwei covered his face.
It's really unbearable to look at.
"Okay, stop fighting and let me go!"
She glanced at the gathered officials: "Do you still want to continue to embarrass me?"
"..."
Ji Ling finally let go of Yang Shu's collar.
Their clothes were in a mess, and Yang Shu had two more bruises on his face.
Ah Wan and Duofu were also dragged up. They were even more embarrassed, their hair was torn to a mess, their hands were bloodshot, and they were fighting like shrews.
"It's okay." Ming raised his chin slightly, "You guys go down."
The guards looked at Yang Shu with subtle expressions.
Yang Shu opened his fan, covered his face, and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go!"
It’s really depressing, thinking that he will be famous all his life and make people laugh at him...
"Everyone come in!" Mingwei took two steps in, turned around and saw that no one was moving, frowned and said, "What, you still think you haven't been laughed at enough?"
"..." The four people fighting looked at each other and entered the house angrily.
"Xiaotong, close the door."
"Why!"
There were seven people in the room. Mingwei first instructed the two girls: "You two, go over there and comb your hair first."
Ah Wan and Duofu glanced at each other's chicken coop heads, then silently went behind the screen.
Mingwei looked at the other two, sighed, poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Cousin."
Ji Ling still had a face on his face and took the tea cup but did not drink it. Instead, he paused heavily on the table: "Humph!"
Yang Shu looked at him sideways: "What are you humming?"
Ji Ling**: "You know it in your heart!"
Yang Shu confronted him: "What do I know? You tell me!"
Ji Ling moved his lips and wanted to say something, but felt that the words really didn't sound good, so he asked, "Why did you get me drunk last night?"
Yang Shu sneered: "How did I know that your drinking capacity is so small? I will drink as much as you drank last night. Why am I not drunk and you are drunk?"
"I……"
"Shut up!" Mingwei was a little upset when they heard their quarrel, so she glared at Yang Shu, "Do you think it's you who is my cousin? You drink and drink meat all day long, how can you drink well?"
Hearing that she only blamed herself but not Ji Ling, Yang Shu was unhappy: "What do you call this? How can I have a wine pond and meat forest? What do these four words mean? You can't understand. The wine pond barely counts, but where does the meat forest come from?"