After leaving her father's small courtyard, Wang Jixian came to the small courtyard next to her residence. After passing through the moon gate, she entered an even smaller courtyard with a four- to five-square-meter bluestone pavement. Because no one had cleaned it for a long time, the ground was covered with moss.

, and there are weeds over the feet. If you look carefully, you will find some wine bottles in the grass. There is no doubt that this is a man's residence. After all, there are still very few girls who drink alcohol.

As soon as she entered the small courtyard, Wang Jixian frowned slightly and covered her mouth and nose. After all, the musty smell here was too strong and pungent. Wang Jixian stood for a long time until she got used to the smell here before walking in.

The door is not closed, and there is no need to close it, because no one will come here. This place is like the fringe area of ​​Duke Min's mansion, and no one will think of it. It is probably because of Duke Min's frugality, and the furnishings in this room are also very simple.

There was an earthen kang that only appeared in the north, with a low table placed on it. The room was empty, and there were no other furniture and furnishings. The only thing on the ground were a few drunk wine bottles.

There was a person lying on the bed. His hair was very long and even tangled because it had not been cleaned for a long time. His face was fair, with a high nose and thin lips, but his eyes were narrowed and he was a little dull. He picked up one in his hand.

I took a sip from the wine bottle, then put it down and looked at the beams. Several industrious spiders had already made their nests here and were weaving their own homes.

Wang Jixian walked into the house and blocked the sunlight coming in from outside. The room suddenly became much darker. However, this person did not even look at it. He was still drinking wine and watching the little animals weaving dreams.

Wang Jixian's frown deepened, and her face was obviously displeased, but more so she hated iron than steel. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Brother, you can't drink less."

This man is none other than the eldest son of the Duke of Min, Wang Jizu, who should be the heir to the throne. However, he drinks all day long and has a depressed will. He has long lost the vitality that a man should have.

Without even looking at Wang Jixian, Wang Jizu took another sip of wine and ignored it.

"I drink all the time. It's been so many years since that incident. It's not your fault. Why should you abuse yourself? Besides, that incident is your fault. You have punished yourself for more than ten years. No matter how big it is,

Mistakes can be made up for, you have to cheer up." Wang Jixian advised earnestly. She has said these words many times, but with little effect. But if she doesn't say these, what can she say? You can't look at yourself.

The eldest brother continues to be decadent. Wang Jizu has locked himself in the house for more than ten years, and there are several more than ten years in his life.

As Wang Jixian spoke, he picked up the wine bottles on the ground and threw them into the grass outside. Only he would come here, and no servants from the family would come to clean it. It was like a slum in a busy city, without a single person.

Willing to come, except the owner here.

When Wang Jixian mentioned what happened more than ten years ago, it was obvious that there was a hint of sadness in Wang Jizu's eyes, but he quickly passed away, dropped the finished bottle of wine, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and began to fall asleep.

It was like this every time. Wang Jixian already knew it. After throwing away the wine bottle, he took out some food he brought from the kitchen and put it on the bed. He said: "Brother, the old man is back. I think you should have some."

Cheer up".

Wang Jizu opened his eyes suddenly, then closed them again.

Wang Jixian ignored it, stood up, crossed the threshold, and then turned around and said: "It seems that boy is having a bad life. If you, the father, don't want to take care of it, then I, the aunt, will take care of it."

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After leaving here, Wang Jixian returned to his cabin and took out a pornographic photo. When he saw the boy in the photo, he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

"Auntie, why do you have to squat to go to the toilet?"

"Auntie, why are your breasts bulging while mine are suppressed?"

"Auntie, I will also take a bath with you."

"Auntie, will you be my mother?"

Thinking of the past, Wang Jixian raised the corners of her mouth, revealing her white teeth.

The room returned to calm. Wang Jizu, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and took out a small mirror. He could only smile bitterly when looking at the mirror.

A servant secretly came to another small courtyard and knocked on the door: "Second Young Master."

There was a voice inside the door saying "What's going on?"

"Second Young Master, I have something important to report," the servant replied.

The door inside opened, and a cool feeling suddenly came to him. The blush on the servant's sweaty face faded a lot, he stepped over the threshold and closed the door.

Wang Jixin, the second young master of the Duke of Min's mansion, returned to the desk, picked up a pen, and wrote something.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

The servant bent down and replied in a low voice: "Go back to the second young master, he is back."

"who"

"I will never die,"

The pen that had just been dipped in ink did not fall down for a long time. The ink gathered due to gravity, and finally fell into an ink ball and dripped on the rice paper. A copy of Dong Qichang's "Chunhua Pavilion Tie" was ruined.

This copy of "Chunhua Pavilion Tie" was created by Dong Qichang when he saw the original rubbing of "Chunhua Pavilion Tie" from the early Song Dynasty at the home of his old friend Chen Jiru. He was so amazed that he rubbed it with emotion. He borrowed it from his home and spent two years to complete it. It is very precious.

, Although Dong Qichang's character is not good, his calligraphy and painting are still good, and he can be called a masterpiece. Just like many people, who have beautiful appearance, but do the dirtiest things.

Rich and powerful people always like to show off their elegance and write with ink, but they rarely achieve success. However, Wang Jixin has a few brushes. Regardless of his character, his handwriting is still very beautiful. He will destroy the copybook after seeing it.

Wang Jixin could only put down his pen. Months of hard work were in vain. Then he rolled up the paper, tore it into pieces, and threw it into the trash can.

He looked directly at the servant and asked: "Is he back?"

This servant has been serving the young master for more than 20 years, so he naturally knew who the young master was asking, so he replied: "Lao Bu Shei came alone, but the boy didn't come. I just went out to inquire, and Lao Bu Shei came by car alone."

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"Okay, I understand, you can go out." Wang Jixin finished his instructions.

The servant took the order, exited the room, and closed the door gently. He once again spread a piece of rice paper. After writing for a few minutes, Wang Jixin finally couldn't help it anymore, picked up a phone, and dialed a number.

It is said that Big Fatty has lived in the hospital for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that he had no money in his pocket, he would still be unwilling to leave. After all, the nurses here have very good service, have sweet voices, and have long legs and fair skin.

They are all eye-catching. In particular, there is a little nurse who is particularly enthusiastic about Big Fat. She has a vague intention of committing herself to him, but the painful memories of the past have made Big Fat feel afraid of women. Eat something and drink something.

, you can be greedy and playful, but if you still keep away from women, your brothers will feel hurt.

Back at the gate of the mountain, Big Fatty saw a man lying on the ground from a distance. Big Fatty ran over anxiously. When he saw that it was his brother, he hurriedly woke up and said, "Hey, Fatty, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."

After all, they are brothers, and they still have some feelings for each other.

The second fat man opened his eyes slightly and saw his eldest brother. With tears in his eyes: "Fat brother, you are back. I miss you so much."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you lying on the ground?"

"I'm so hungry that I have no energy left."

"What's going on? Didn't I leave some pig's trotters and some money for you?" Big Fatty was very surprised. He knew that his brother had a big appetite, but if he ate steamed buns every day, he could use the money for several days.

, I shouldn’t be so hungry.

Hearing this, the second fat man started to cry, "Fat brother, I'm so miserable. Not long after you left, that kid came down the mountain. I wanted to stop him. I never thought that this kid was worse than that old man.

He was able to fight, but I couldn't beat him with both fists. I was defeated by him in the end. I didn't expect that this guy, without any sense of justice, actually took away all the money I had and left me no pig trotters stewed on the stove.

, Fat brother, I’m so hungry, I’m really hungry.”

The big fat man ignored the second fat man's cry. He realized a very serious problem. The old immortal ran away. The little immortal, no, it was the Wang immortal who should have run away too. His mission failed. How should he explain to his boss?

He kicked Erpang hard and said, "Shut your mouth, you will make others upset."

"But I'm really hungry," Er Fatty said with a look of grievance on his face. He's a man of iron rice and would be starving if he didn't eat even one meal, not to mention that he would be hungry for more than one meal.

"Eat, eat, eat, just eat, everyone will run away, let me see what you do, the boss will kill you," the big fat man said fiercely.

"Uh." The second fat man suddenly understood what the big fat man meant, and he couldn't help but shiver. He carefully reminded: "Fat brother, it's not me, it's us." Nonsense, two people dying is better than one. As the saying goes, death

Taoist friends are not dead, but poor Taoists are about to die, so naturally they have to drag fellow Taoists with them. This is a matter of principle.

Be lenient if you confess, be lenient if you resist. Seeing that I have worked hard for the boss for so many years, and there is no credit but hard work, the boss should not blame me. This is how the big fat man comforted himself, so he took out his mobile phone.

, I planned to tell my boss to ask for forgiveness, and if I cried a few more times, with a more sincere and sad attitude, this matter could be solved. But just as I dialed the phone, a nice mechanical tone came from the phone, I'm sorry, this

Sir, your phone is already in arrears, please top up in time.

"Damn it, I'm actually in arrears." Big Fatty kicked Erpang hard again and asked, "I gave you money to recharge your phone bill a few days ago."

"I, I saw that the dog meat was selling well, so I bought a few kilograms," Erpang replied weakly.

"I'll beat you to death, then you'll know how to eat, I'll know how to eat." A series of punches and kicks were given to the second fat man, but the big fat man ignored the second fat man's begging for mercy until he was tired from the beatings.

The fat man was also penniless and had no money to pay for his phone bill, so the two of them had no choice but to start their own business of telling people's fortunes.

Who would have thought that the world was in trouble and people's hearts were not ancient. The people of this generation in the Ming Dynasty did not live a good life and had no respect for ghosts and gods. The business of the big and fat people was very bleak, and even eating became a problem.

When he saw a girl who looked pretty good and was very fashionable in her clothes, she must be a rich man, the fat man just said hello: "Miss, I see that your seal is dark, it's a bad sign."

Then came the girl's scolding: "Who are you calling a young lady? Who is a young lady? What's wrong with me being a young lady? I make money with my own body. I don't care about God or care about anything. What's wrong with me? I still want to hope

I have donated money to the project. I am a young lady. What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you? Dogs and mice are meddling in other people’s business.”

The big and fat ones were left messy in the wind.

Fortunately, I met an aunt again and gained wisdom. This time, the big fat man did not talk about the lady again, but said: "Donor, I see that your lips are black and your lips are blue. You have a bad omen."

"Yes, it's true." The aunt was very excited when she heard it.

What's wrong? Something seems to be wrong. Big Fat and Two Fatty are a little hard to understand.

Then the aunt said shyly: "The Taoist priest has really good eyesight. You can see all this. The old man Li next door chased me for a long time, but he didn't agree. Didn't he just give me a bra yesterday?"

It is produced by Jingli Yuyifang. It is worth a lot of money. I just wore it today and the Taoist priest noticed it. The Taoist priest has such good eyesight. Come on, please take a look at it. Is this bra real?

, Old Man Li has been searching all his life, I am afraid that he will buy fakes and cheat me."

The big fat guy and the two fat guys ran away in embarrassment,
Chapter completed!