There will always be mistakes in life. Some mistakes are insignificant and can be made up for. But some mistakes are stains for life, scars that cannot be nurtured in life. They need to be repaid and atone for life. Men are afraid of entering the wrong profession, and women are afraid.

If you marry the wrong man, you can change your career, and if you marry the wrong man, you can leave. But the mistake Zhang Jingjun made today is a bit difficult to deal with.

"Hurry up, stop inking, it's tens of thousands taels per minute, don't waste my time." I looked at the sky and saw, well, it's almost dinner time again, the sky is huge, and reasonable eating habits are the most important.

"Haha, you want money, right?" Zhang Jingjun finally figured it out, and went around and around just for that copper-smelling thing.

"Gold is also okay".

"You are overthinking. Today I can tell you clearly that you need money or a life." Zhang Jingjun raised her hands in front of her chest. She believed that Wang would not dare to do anything to her until she died, so she also acted rogue. She was indeed a naughty little princess.

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Sure enough, there are people who want money rather than their lives. What a sad thing it is to lose your life and spend your money. Isn’t it because your wife beats your children while others are sleeping and spends your money? In the end, no one goes to the grave to burn paper during the Qingming Festival.

There is no greater pain in life than this.

Of course, Wang Bu die would not dare to ask for someone else's life. Murder is illegal and must be paid with life. Wang Bu die feels that his life is worth more than that little girl whether it is sold by the piece or by the pound. Of course, the same is true for dismantling the parts.

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There was no other way. In order to get the compensation he deserved for the accident, he had no choice but to use his trump card. Wang Bushit's eyes once again shifted to Zhang Jingjun's calf.

Noticing Wang Busidian's gaze, how could a person fall twice in the same place? Zhang Jingjun instinctively shrank her feet back, "I'll tell you what you want to do. If you hug my leg again, I'll call you molestation."

"Anyone who insults a girl can be beaten to death on the spot. I think there will be many people willing to be a hero and save the beauty."

"I want to do it too," Wang BuSui muttered in his heart. This move could no longer be used. He was beaten to death just as he hugged his calf. Wang BuShu felt that he was at a great loss.

"Okay, I won't hug other people's legs. If men and women don't kiss each other, it's not good for me to be taken advantage of." Wang Bushi decisively gave up this lowest form of extorting money.

The time to test my acting skills has finally arrived. I am brewing my emotions. My mood becomes heavier and my face becomes more and more ugly. A haze creeps onto my forehead. Tears drop by drop. Well, well, tears are still a bit difficult. After all, Wang

Immortal is not a professional actor. Men bleed and sweat but don’t shed tears. Men don’t shed tears easily. Tears and other such things should be unnecessary.

The sadness was almost brewing, and Wang Busheng finally burst into tears, "Sister, please take pity on us poor people. I have an eighty-year-old mother who is ill in bed, and I have three children who are waiting for food. He

Everyone is waiting for me to earn money to buy medicine and buy rice. You bumped me and I was injured. How can I work? How can I make money if I can’t work? If I don’t make money, how can I buy medicine and buy rice? Without medicine, my mother will die of illness.

Without rice, children will starve to death,"

There is cause and effect, and the logic is very reasonable. All the sources point to Zhang Jingjun's collision. This will cost several lives. People with even a trace of conscience in their hearts will immediately pay for it, and it will never be less than five

Thousand taels.

It’s just that, well, Wang Busui’s acting skills are too poor, too exaggerated, and to put it simply, too fake. It’s just uncomfortable to show off his acting skills in front of a professional.

Zhang Jingjun remained unmoved and raised her hands in front of her chest, which was a sign of contempt.

"Um, these words didn't appear in the Ming Empire. They shouldn't be wrong." These words are definitely original in the 21st century. Wang Busheng can be sure. He stopped crying and wiped his eyes. Well, the wind was very strong.

, and didn’t even shed tears.

"Beauty, I'm so pitiful, can you pay me some money?"

"Haha, right?" Zhang Jingjun sneered, "Boy, you are so noble."

"I'm almost 20 years old." Being called a boy by a little girl made Wang Bushit very uncomfortable. After watching too many Qing palace dramas, he always felt like his master was calling him a slave.

"Haha, you are so brave. You are only twenty years old. The "Marriage Law of the Ming Empire" stipulates that men can get married when they are twenty-two years old and women can get married when they are twenty years old. Not only did you get married before you reached the legal age for marriage,

, and you actually have three children. Not only did you get married early and give birth prematurely, but you also had a child. I really admire you, sister. You dare to challenge the dignity of the laws of the Ming Empire. You have a few heads that are enough to cut off."

"Well, I overacted, and I actually forgot about this." Wang Busheng was very embarrassed.

When a person no longer puts all his energy on his face, then he has truly grown up. Wang Busheng has grown up, and very quickly. Face can be selectively discarded at certain times and on certain occasions.

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The embarrassment swept away, and then an incredulous and puzzled expression appeared on his face: "How old is this girl?"

"Ten..." The next words did not come out of her mouth. Zhang Jingjun pouted and said, "Why should I tell you?"

In the Ming Dynasty, when a man asked a woman her age, this meant that she wanted to pursue her. If a woman told the man her name, she acquiesced to the man's pursuit. This was an invisible rule, just like the number on a luxury car in today's society.

Drinks mean the same thing. The price is right. If you take away the drinks, you can do whatever you want. Of course, Wang Busui is an innocent young man and he doesn’t understand drinks.

"Seventeen or eighteen,"

"Why should I tell you?"

"That's not right. The age of seventeen or eighteen is the most prosperous age in a person's life. The deterioration of hearing should be after the age of seventy or eighty. Why can't you use your ears well?" Wang Bushi pretended

A look of thinking.

Zhang Jingjun could tell that this kid was scolding himself, "Who are you calling deaf?"

"You, what I just said is that I was 20 years ago ten years ago, and I am 30 years old this year. How can it be illegal to have a wife and children? The children are not mine, they are all a group of homeless people.

I adopted him. The "Marriage Law of the Ming Empire" does not stipulate that adopting an orphan is considered a superbirth.

Well, my child, have you never studied arithmetic, or have you not learned the law thoroughly?" He raised his hands in front of his chest, and Wang Busheng also returned a look of contempt, "You are still young to fight with yourself, the brain of a person in the 21st generation"

How could the level of flexibility be worse than that of the Ming Empire, which did not lift all people out of poverty?

"You, okay, even if what you say makes sense," Zhang Jingjun smiled, "You are thirty this year, right?"

"That's right, my ears are working. I have such a handsome face. No, it's because of my age." Wang Bu Shou nodded. Of course, his contemptuous eyes could not change. Wang Bu Shou suddenly noticed that Zhang Jingjun, who was opposite him with his hands on his chest, looked very good.

, Of course, the white bra in the skirt is more beautiful. White is also a color that many people are unwilling to challenge. Well, you know the reason. Wang Bushi couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then withdrew his gaze, in front of the beautiful woman.

A nosebleed may not be a good thing.

"Haha, just be arrogant and arrogant. Let me ask you, you are thirty years old this year and your mother is eighty years old. You were born at the age of fifty. How good is your mother?"

"Well, I didn't expect this woman to have studied reproductive science. Giving birth at the age of fifty is still a bit difficult. After all, the Ming Empire still doesn't have that technology for in vitro fertilization."

"My mother can't have children in her old age. Which law in the Ming Empire stipulates that you can't have children at the age of fifty? Is my mother in good health?" Wang Busei made strong arguments.

In terms of facts and evidence, Zhang Jingjun originally thought that she had a sure chance of winning, but she never expected to meet a shameless person. All principles are no longer rational.

Zhang Jingjun lost his patience, raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and saw that time was running out. He ignored Wang Busei, walked to his car, opened the door and got in.

This means hit and run. Wang Busui reacted very quickly, and his martial arts skills were fully utilized. He made a sudden jump. This was a great test of his skills. You have to know how to throw yourself to the ground.

People can't avoid bumping into each other and getting some skin injuries. But in order to avoid injuries, Wang Bushit did this. He straightened his feet and

Make your calves form a ninety-degree angle, and then use force to extend your hands about twenty centimeters from your body. Remember, the arms that stretch out your body should not be too short, otherwise your face will most likely hit the ground due to the force when you fall.

Of course, you can't put too much depth into your body, as this will reduce your determination to face death, and then your body will slowly fall to the ground without any pain.

Smoothly lying down, this is not over yet. It is not convenient to bargain with your face in the car. Another point is that if the car owner is determined to get money rather than his life, he can easily escape by stepping on the accelerator. This is a standard move for professional car dealers. Obviously

It is so unprofessional for those professional users of the 21st century to touch cars with their heads.

The whole process is smooth and smooth, and the whole action can be called a model. This fully reflects the professional skills of a martial arts person, and also fully reflects that one has to endure hardships to become a master. If a young man does not work hard, his boss will be miserable. If he does not endure hardships when he is young, he will be miserable.

Khan, when you get old, you can only beg for food on the street. This is the truth passed down from our ancestors. The old and immortal stick education is still effective.

"What do you want to do?" Zhang Jingjun was also stunned by Wang Busheng's series of actions. The movements were so fast that Zhang Jingjun didn't even see them clearly. He even said that he was not a professional in porcelain. Zhang Jingjun was even more sure that Wang Busheng was just a porcelain expert.

Yes, it is very possible that his bedridden old mother is using porcelain props, including the adopted children, to develop reserve members, expand the business, and the business will be better.

"Why don't you do anything? Just lie down and rest for a while when you are tired." Wang Bushu was calm and gentle, just like the travelers lying in the cliff inn. The mentality is very important.

Zhang Jingjun's eyes were opened. As he said, the world is full of wonders. Only things you can't imagine and nothing you can't see. Such a shameless person has really gained experience. He risked his life. What should I do?

Describe, want money rather than life?

No way, it was too late, so Zhang Jingjun could only compromise and hit the accelerator to run him over. Zhang Jingjun still had scruples. He really liked eating chicken, but Zhang Jingjun didn't dare to watch people kill chickens. Losing money and eliminating disasters was the only way.

"Tell me how much you want."

Hearing this, Wang Busheng only felt passionate and courageous, and tears were rolling in his eyes. It's easy for me. I just want money for compensation. I'm lying on the ground, crying and crying, and I don't even have a face. The male protagonist

The image of him was also trampled on the bottom of his feet.

The greatest happiness in life is when one's hard work is rewarded and one's blood and sweat turns into tangible benefits, except of course such a blessing as becoming a father.

Wang Bushi finally had a smile on his face, "Thank you, thank you. In fact, I'm not a professional, and I'm really injured. My knees are three inches upward."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear this anymore, just tell me the number." She picked up a new pair of sunglasses, and Zhang Jingjun put them on her face again. The sunglasses that fell to the ground were like a man and a woman who have changed their hearts. It's time to let go.

Let go and throw away what needs to be thrown away.

"Well, I'll give you a membership price because the beauty is so good-looking." Wang Bushi stretched out five fingers. Of course, Wang Bushi still wanted to stretch out a few more, but for the sake of his life, he still held out the other hand.

I'm driving, I don't have time.

"What five thousand taels?" If the car had no roof, I think Zhang Jingjun must have jumped out from the roof.

You need to know where to buy a servant from Renyazi. Renyazi is a person who legally buys and sells people in the Ming Empire. He has a certificate, and the servant he bought signed a long-term contract. It only costs one or two hundred taels. This

The boy actually asked for five thousand taels. He really dared to ask for it. The lion asked for it, but he still felt like he was taken advantage of. If he missed it, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Well, is this a beautiful misunderstanding? I just planned to get five hundred taels. The injury I suffered is a minor injury that can be healed without applying any medicine." Wang Busheng had some tangles on his face. Should he clarify?

Fan, finally Wang Bushit couldn't hold back. This would make his heart hurt. His face was gone, but his heart still had to be kept.

"Is it more than five thousand taels?"

"What do you think? Five thousand taels is enough for you to earn for a lifetime," Zhang Jingjun responded. This was considered to have improved Wang Busui's ability to earn money.

The wages of people in the Ming Empire are generally not high. Seventy or eighty taels a year is considered a rich farmer's income, and there is still a year's expenses. Basically, a family of three is a healthy labor force, and the boss and employer have to be guaranteed.

With a good conscience, it is possible to earn five thousand taels in twenty or thirty years without arrears or deductions from wages. Of course, in Zhang Jingjun's heart, Wang Budie is definitely not that type of person.
Chapter completed!