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Chapter 33 A sentence from Brother Yuanjing

This way.

When Mu Ran heard Xue An's words, "The dog is poor," Li Yuanjing almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He finally understood what "a divine assist from the enemy" meant.

As we all know.

Murong Mubai, the "Pride of the Windy City", came from an upright imperial examination, and now he wants to become the leader of the Qi Party and the banner and representative of the scholars in Qizhou.

As for the county magistrate Zhao Bingchun, he was obviously also a member of the imperial examination. He was a disciple of Mingjiao and a disciple of the saint.

But Xue An, this idiot, keeps saying "dog poor"...

Isn't this clearly "pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey"!

"What did you say?"

"My brother Li owes your master money? How much money does my brother Li owe your master?!"

At this time.

Murong Kai couldn't help but sneered and looked at Xue An like a dead dog.

Even though he was very affectionate towards Li Yuanjing and acted like a confidant, it was because Li Yuanjing was a scholar, a disciple of Mingjiao and a disciple of a saint.

Even though Li Yuanjing has not yet made it through, in the final analysis, Li Yuanjing can be regarded as a member of the ‘scholar’ class, one of Murong Kai and Zhao Bingchun’s own!

Not to mention.

Li Yuanjing obviously has an extraordinary talent, which is truly astonishing.

But what about Xue An?

It’s just a dog raised by a wealthy gentry in the countryside, and it’s just a local dog!

Say it more arrogantly.

Even the emperors and elders of several generations have nothing to do with the world's civil servants for so many years.

Why?

Because scholars in this world are one family!

As long as you step into this door, you have the responsibility and obligation to safeguard everyone's common class interests!

Even if you can fight in a den, fight into a pot of porridge, and beat the brains of people into dogs, but if you really have to face the provocation of the outside class, you will understand in a minute what it means to kill without blood!

"this……"

Xue An was not stupid, so he instantly felt the coldness in Murong Kai's tone which was several times colder than the weather.

But at this time, he seemed to have no other choice. He could only bite the bullet and said:

"Returning to the young master, this scholar Li owes my young master four taels of silver for funeral expenses. According to the IOU at that time, he should now pay my master twelve taels of silver..."

"Twelve taels and seven cents, right?"

Murong Kai sneered and directly waved his hand to a young boy beside him to follow him:

"Give him fifteen taels!"

"Yes, sir."

The boy quickly took out a cloth bag from his arms, took out fifteen taels of silver, and handed it to Xue An's hand.

"this……"

moment.

Not only Xue An was dumbfounded.

The lady at the door, the old village chief, Zhao Zengjin, officials like Mr. Ma, and the countless villagers who had come to watch the excitement were all dumbfounded.

Who would have thought.

It’s a huge debt of more than twelve taels.

This young master actually gave it to Li Yuan Jingping with just one sentence?

"Master, this, this, this..."

Xue An subconsciously took Murong Kai's money, but felt it was extremely hot. He wanted to return it to Murong Kai, but he really didn't know how to ask for it.

"Bring me the IOU!"

Murong Kai didn't even bother to look at Xue An, his voice was as cold as thousand-year-old ice.

Seeing that Murong Kai's boy had already extended his hand to him, Xue An's mind was stuck, so he could only subconsciously take out the IOU and hand it into the boy's hand.

The boy came over hurriedly and respectfully and handed the IOU to Murong Kai.

Murong Kai read it once and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth:

"good!"

"good!"

"That's great."

"I only heard that this private loan can only be returned nine times and thirteen times at most! But your master really opened my eyes!!"

Zhao Bingchun's face was as gloomy as water at this time, he stared at Xue An like a cannibal and said in a dark voice:

"Your family, Xue Dashan, is very, very good!!!"

"this……"

No matter how stupid Xue An was, he realized that something was wrong at this time, and both of his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word. He subconsciously made a 'plop' and knelt on the ground like mud.

"okay!"

"Now that Shusheng Li has settled his account with your master, next, we should settle our accounts!"

Murong Kai shouted coldly:

"You are just a domestic slave, but you dare to slander me again and again, a disciple of the Ming Cult and a disciple of the saint. Your heart is simply to be punished!"

"Master Zhao, in your opinion, how should we deal with it?"

Now Zhao Bingchun really wanted to peel off Xue An's skin and cramp Xue An's tendons, and he even started to hate Xue Dashan.

He hurriedly bowed his hands respectfully and said:

"My lord, I see this person as a low-ranking officer. This person must be taken down immediately and sent to prison. Based on the experience of a lower-ranking official, I am afraid that someone under this man's hands will definitely get dirty, and it is not surprising that someone may even die!"

"In that case, why don't we take down this thief quickly?!"

"yes!"

Hearing Murong Kai's cold words, how could the surrounding officials dare to neglect him? They hurriedly swarmed up and directly pinned Xue An firmly.

Then they were tied into rice dumplings.

"It's unfair, young master, it's a small injustice..."

Xue An finally reacted and screamed miserably.

"Noisy!"

"Palm mouth!!"

How could Murong Kai show any mercy to Xue An? He immediately scolded him coldly.

"yes."

Master Ma had noticed that Xue An was unhappy for a long time, so he immediately stepped forward, rounded his arms, and slapped Xue An on the horse's face more than a dozen times.

Xue An's horse's face was suddenly bloody and swollen, and he was afraid that several of his teeth were missing.

He could no longer suppress this fear, and was actually frightened to the point of peeing. A pool of fishy liquid appeared under him.

This made Murong Kai, who was nearby, cover his nose and frown, saying unhappily:

"At this moment, this person is still disgusting with me! Someone, please break his legs for me!!"

"yes!"

Master Ma waved his hand, pretending that there were several officials holding down Xue An like a piglet.

"Bah bang bang!"

Turn around.

Several government officials took turns taking turns, hitting Xue An's buttocks with wooden sticks as thick as a baby's arms, and beating him hard on his legs.

Not even a moment.

Xue An's whole body was covered in blood, blood flowed all over the ground, and he had already passed out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Murong Kai, however, didn't even bother to look at Xue An, and waved his hand as if he was a fly in disgust:

"Drag this dead dog away and punish him severely!"

"yes!"

soon.

Then some government officials dragged Xue An away like a dead dog, and someone quickly found a shovel and covered the blood stains on the ground with soil.

As the blood stains were covered, the sharp north wind quickly washed away the smell of blood. Murong Kai's mood improved, he smiled and clasped his fists at Li Yuanjing and said:

"Brother Li is such a talented person. These two sentences just now, 'If we are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, but if we are not destined to meet you, we will never meet in the opposite direction', it really made me suddenly enlightened."

beside.

Zhao Bingchun also smiled and cupped his hands and said:

"Brother Yuan Jingxian, your talent is far beyond my reach. I can only admire it. I would like to ask Brother Yuan Jingxian, these two lines of poetry just now seem to be rhymed poems. Is there a higher or lower level?"

Zhao Bingchun's words, 'Brother Yuanjing', really shocked Li Yuanjing...

These are the dignified county magistrates of the Daqian Dynasty, the old parents of a county, and the court officials.

The key point is that this old guy is almost fifty or sixty years old, and he actually calls himself 'good brother'...

"Yeah."

"Brother Li, I wonder if Brother Li can tell us the upper part or the lower part of the two lines of the poem just now, so that we can appreciate Brother Li's masterpiece."

Here, Murong Kai also reacted and looked at Li Yuanjing with extremely hot eyes.
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