Ningbo City is still peaceful, far away from the market, and even quiet. Because many candidates stay, there are always idle people passing by. Ye Chunqiu actually saw that they all looked familiar. These people should be the same year, and some people came to say hello to Ye Chunqiu. Ye Chunqiu was busy replying the gift, and suddenly felt cramped. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but pat his forehead. Both generations of people are all forty years old. Since traveling through time, they have only dressed in children and act cute, and it seems that they are even unfamiliar with the skills of dealing with people. So they reflect on themselves and find opportunities to communicate with people.

The Pegasus of the Jinyiwei traveled to the capital very quickly. After a few days, in an inconspicuous side hall in the Forbidden City, someone kowtowed like pounding garlic and said to the deep position: "Godfather, my son didn't expect that little boy would not give his godfather face. My son should die. Such a small matter cannot be done well. I can't share my worries for my godfather. I should beat him." He actually knelt straight and raised his hand and started hitting his face hard.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...

The slap fell down hard, and bright red marks suddenly appeared on his face.

The doors and windows of the side hall were closed, and only the sunlight outside was shining in. The inner hall was dark, and I could only vaguely see a thin body sitting behind the desk. Half of Liu Jin's face was covered by darkness. No one could see his joy or anger. He took the teacup on the desk leisurely and lowered his head and blew the tea foam, turning a deaf ear to his son's "self-harm".

After more than a dozen slaps, my son's head became a little dizzy. He was no longer as straightforward as before.

Liu Jin took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, shook his head and sighed, "You..." The voice stopped abruptly here.

My son stopped beating him, and immediately lay on the ground and stretched his neck to listen to his godfather's scolding.

Liu Jin then said, "It's not your fault, we are reasonable. You make us embarrassed like this. If something happens, you will be scared like this. Fortunately, our father and son are closed. If someone looks at you, they will still think that we are usually mean to you. This is not good."

The son looked aggrieved, but hurriedly said, "How could my son not know about Dad's love for licking his calf? I should die." After that, he wanted to slap himself again.

Liu Jin felt that this son was simply unable to communicate. He twisted the handle of a dagger on his waist in his hand and rubbed the golden thread on the handle.

This dagger was given by the emperor. The emperor Zhengde was very martial and wished that everyone around him was a general. Last year, he gave Liu Jin this dagger so that Liu Jin could protect him. Liu Jin kept wearing it and didn't even dare to take it off when he was sleeping.

Originally, the emperor thought that the child was interesting, and Liu Jin wanted to please him, so he simply called the person to settle it first. If the emperor had long forgotten the existence of this person, he would naturally ignore it. But if the emperor mentioned it one day, wouldn’t he just call the person to the emperor to seek credit? Zhengde Emperor was young and had a whisper, so Liu Jin naturally had to be prepared for any trouble.

Anyway, the emperor likes to play, so it’s better to find someone to play with him. Isn’t this more simplifying himself in the emperor’s heart?

But, they don't give face.

Liu Jin sighed and said, "We understand, we are eunuchs. Everyone looks down on us, but can we blame us? The family has been poor since childhood. If you are poor, you will go hungry. It will be better to live. Why not die? My father sent us into the palace. Oh, others don't know how hard we suffer... But we are a reasoned person, then... that... what's the name..."

"Ye Chunqiu."

"Oh, Ye Chunqiu, he doesn't understand us. After reading, most of the people who read books are like this. After learning a little sour article, they are more than they are. We have long understood something. Aren't the people in the outside world like this? If you look down on me, you should look down on me. We still have to reason with them. Can't we bully others by relying on our power? It's not good to bully others by relying on our power."

"Godfather is too generous."

Liu Jin raised his head slightly, revealing the loneliness of Qu Gao and Wu. He said affectionately: "Let's give your thoughts to Yaoqin. I have few friends, who can listen to the strings? Alas... This poem by Li Taibai is really about our appetite."

The son was stunned for a moment. He hadn't come back to his senses for a long time. Has Li Taibai ever written such a poem? Besides, is this a poem?

Liu Jin then waved his hand and said, "Forget it... Don't shout and kill all day long, it seems like we know how to kill and set fire, and we have to reason."

"That's it..."

Liu Jin smiled, touched his smooth chin, and said at the top of his throat: "You can convince people with reason, then...ye..."

"Ye Chunqiu."

"Oh." Liu Jin suddenly realized: "Isn't Ye Chunqiu going to take the exam for scholarship? He Mao, Zhejiang's academic performance? We know this person. When he was in Hanlin, Xie Qian from the cabinet did not like him, so he was put outside to study. Like us, they are all miserable people. A few days ago, he secretly sent gifts with Lao Cao, who was weaving in Zhejiang, and wanted to get close to us. We ignored him. Now, I think about it, there are some mistakes, but it's not enough, and it's still time to repair the problem. Let's write a book. In short, he is not allowed to let Ye Chunqiu pass the test. Ye Chunqiu is still young, so it's better to let him fall into trouble. The young man is too smooth and the limelight is too strong, which is very unfavorable to him in this life."

"Godfather is brilliant."

Liu Jin narrowed his eyes and spread the paper with his own hands, saying lightly: "This is called heart-killing. The things that scholars kill people are too low-end, and they are easily scolded. We still like to convince people with reason."

My son was busy turning over and grinding it for his godfather. Liu Jin picked up the pen and wrote a few words crookedly, and suddenly stopped: "How to write the word spring?"

"Uh..." My son was also stunned.

The father and son stared at each other. After a moment, Liu Jin was angry: "I had asked you to read more books and read more words, you are such a fool who is ignorant!"

"What the godfather taught me is."

"a shame!"

"Godfather has a clear insight."

"roll!"

"Every word of godfather is precious, and my son admires it."

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Chapter completed!