Liu Wenyang looked at the face of the man with thin lips, nose, and curved ears, and his eyes were sloppy and yellow. According to the book of the eyes, it was an authentic narrow mind and tuberculosis, and the Yintang was faintly black, as if there was a bloody disaster.

At this moment, the fan man was proud, as if he was scolding himself very happily, and Liu Wenyang couldn't help but smile.

It seems that the people of the Ming Dynasty were not all simple and kind.

In fact, Liu Wenyang had already recognized the man through his brain. The man was Liu Wenyang's classmate, with his surname and name Dongsheng, and was the son of the horse owner Bo in the county yamen. This time, the reason why Liu Wenyang was dismissed from fame was because it was related to the horse owner Bo.

It is said that the horse owner colluded with a profiteer and hoarded grain at a high price in the disaster year to make profits. Liu Wenyang joined forces with a few idiots to sue him, but was finally taken away by him. It really responded to the saying, "I can't do anything safe if I have no worries."

As for his baby son, he is not a good person. Because he has two bad money at home, he likes to bully people in school. Poor students such as Liu Wenyang, Daniu and Erhu are often bullied by him. Unfortunately, they are not as good as Liu Wenyang in their studies, so they have always been jealous.

This time, Liu Wenyang dared to report his father. Although he was removed from his fame, Ma Dongsheng still made him angry. Therefore, when he saw Liu Wenyang, he couldn't help but sarcastic.

In Ma Dongsheng's opinion, his words as sharp as a knife would definitely hurt the guy in front of him, but he was wrong. Liu Wenyang looked calm, and he was not happy or angry, and could not see any anger.

Ma Dongsheng was a little unhappy. Could this kid look down on him and was very uncooperative!

So he clapped his hands and called a group of little kids over. Immediately, the group of little kids ran to Liu Wenyang, "Scholar, hang-necked guy, can't die, just kidding, it's a joke, it's embarrassing to show his eyes!" He clapped his hands and sang happily.

In response, Liu Wenyang's reaction was to wipe the frozen snot with his hand and his sleeve: "Go away! Get out and play! How can the sparrow know the ambition of a swan!"

After saying this, Liu Wenyang walked straight to Ma Dongsheng, the "troublemaker" and asked him: "You taught them to sing the song just now?"

"So what, so what? Isn't it very literary?" Ma Dongsheng curled his lips, looking slapped.

Liu Wenyang smiled, "I can't see the literary talent, but when I look at your face, it seems like there is a bloody disaster!"

Ma Dongsheng snorted coldly: "A bloody disaster? I think you are foolish when you jump into the river, but instead take out your father's incompetent tricks!"

"Haha, I don't know whether it's in the middle or not. Let's see what this is?" Liu Wenyang asked tightly with his fists.

"Fist! What's wrong?"

"Then what is this?"

Liu Wenyang sniffed at the fist, then turned into awl fist, pounding Ma Dongsheng's face with one punch!

Stable! Ruthless! Accurate!

"Ao!" Ma Dongsheng, who had been timid before, screamed and covered his nose and flowed blood.

He never expected that Liu Wenyang would be so violent!

We are all scholars!

A gentleman does not speak, have you learned it?!

Ma Dongsheng's little heart was very angry, very entangled, and unable to understand... After all, he was also the son of Lord Bo, but he was beaten like this?!

"Liu Wenyang, you, you dare to hit me? Do you know who my father is? I must sue the government, I want to sue you to beat someone, sue you to commit crimes at will!" Ma Dongsheng wiped his nose and shouted loudly.

"What did you say? I beat you? How is that possible? Didn't I say that you have a bloody disaster today. I guess you fell down just now. Don't blame others!" Liu Wenyang looked innocent.

"Ah, what? There are evidences here, don't even think of being cunning!" Ma Dongsheng didn't expect that people could be so shameless. He hurriedly wiped his nose bleeding and asked the big bull next to him: "Have you ever seen him hit me just now?"

The big cow shook his head into a rattle, "I haven't seen it! I only saw the road slipping just now, your Ma Ma accidentally knocked to the ground!"

"Ah, a bird of a feather!" Ma Dongsheng was about to get mad, "Where are you, Erhu, have you always seen it?"

Erhu smiled silly: "I saw nothing! But I heard that Mr. Ma, you are suffering from blood. Be careful when walking!"

Ma Dongsheng was completely speechless, "You are in love with each other!"

"Riege, you are raped!" Liu Wenyang knocked on his forehead, "I don't even look at who is around me, and I dare to show off your Ma Master Ma's majesty! What a fool!"

"You..."

"You are you, you still want to be beaten?" Liu Wenyang waved his fist.

Mr. Ma ran away with his head in his arms. When he was about to come, he yelled: "I will not let you go!"

...

"Thank you for your kind help from the two brothers!" Liu Wenyang clasped his fists at Daniu Erhu.

"Haha, I have a little bit of anger. In fact, we wanted to beat him up that bad guy!" said the big bull.

"That's right, I'd behaved like a dog all day long. If it weren't for his father, I would have taken action! By the way, A Yang, if you hit him, his father is afraid that he won't forgive you..."

"Do you think the horse owner is so weak? What's the scary thing about a scattered official? Besides, I'm not like you, without any worries, and you lose your fame and fortune, and you're afraid that he will come from?" Someone said cheerfully.

"You're right. But from now on, I don't know you... I still have this pork shop to buy and sell!"

"I don't know you either... I still have this blacksmith's stove to be taken care of!"

Liu Wenyang didn't expect the two of them to turn so quickly, and couldn't help but sigh: "The Ming people are real!"

...

Almost an hour has passed.

After roughly knowing the situation around him, Liu Wenyang walked back home again in the scholar's footsteps.

When I was walking around just now, I didn’t feel cold. When I sat down like this, I felt cold hands and feet. So I found a mud pot and lit some firewood to keep warm. Only then did I feel much more comfortable when my hands and feet became hot.

Habitually, Liu Wenyang picked up the secret book of physiognomy that had been broken, and looked it out with a fire on the braised pot.

He has read this book many times, and the contents in it are almost memorized. At this time, under the background of the fire, he feels more and more sleepy as he reads it, so he can't help but take a nap.

It doesn't matter when he took a nap, so he started a dream. In his dream, he was full of fame and fortune with his physique, and he gained both fame and fortune, and had many wives and concubines. Even the emperor's wife was given by him. It can be said that his life was extremely happy, but one day, the emperor found out that he had cuckolded him and wanted to push himself out of the Meridian Gate to behead him...

Just as Liu Wenyang was struggling in the nightmare with sweat and sweating, the door opened with a bang, and the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed in. My father Liu Da put down the guise in his hand and slapped the snow on his body, looking like he was back from business.

"This ghost weather is getting colder every day! The snow is falling and there is no business at all!" Liu Da slapped the snow on his body and closed the door tightly. When he turned around, he saw that the firewood in the brazier had not yet been extinguished, he couldn't help but say joyfully: "Fortunately, there is fire to roast!"

Liu Da approached the brazier and found that something was wrong with Liu Wenyang's expression. He couldn't help but care and said, "A Yang, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine!" Liu Wenyang touched his head, questioning whether the dream just now was true or false.

"It's really okay?"

"I just sweated a little."

"Sweat? Is this fire too much?"

"Maybe it."

"Then I'll make it smaller!" Liu Da took the fire stick and pulled the brazier.

"Oh, it's really unlucky today. I didn't do a business. I'm really useless when my father didn't start!" Liu Da frowned and sighed. "In the past, the most people went to the City God Temple to burn incense and worship gods in the twelfth lunar month. I can earn at least a dozen cents for your father. But now, I've been frozen for a whole day, but I don't even have a single baby! Could it be that I'm really unlucky and have many bad luck?"

Seeing the old man saying sadly, Liu Wenyang looked up and wanted to comfort him. His eyes twitched slightly, but suddenly he saw a faint purple aura covering his face. A sentence appeared in his mind, "The purple aura comes from the east, and the owner takes money!"

As the saying goes: Evil and righteousness look at the eyes and nose, true and falsehood look at the lips, fame and fortune look at spirit, wealth look at spirit, intention look at finger claws, storm look at tendons...

Nowadays, we have to look at the spirit. Dad Liu’s purple energy comes from the east, and spiritual cultivation is definitely a sign of wealth.

But how is this possible?!

Liu Wenyang thought he had read it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes. Against the backdrop of the firelight in the brazier, the purple aura seemed to not exist, floating between Liu Da's eyebrows. If it was said in the Book of True Beauty, it would definitely be a fortune, but the purple aura was thin and the wealth it attracted would not be too great.

Could it be that my dad is about to make a small fortune?!

Liu Wenyang was surprised and suddenly someone knocked on the door, dong dong dong!!!
Chapter completed!