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1.49 Abandoned shoes

When the deed of sale was unfolded, it turned out that Li Jiaoer was bought by the old madam from a fleeing family in a famine year. The deed was a death deed that could never be redeemed. There were all finger prints on it, and the purchase price was only five guan.

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Ximen Qing pointed at the old bustard with hatred: "You, you, you..."

The old bustard smiled so hard that he hugged the mantle tightly in his arms and said, "Master Star Lord, you have been a prince for thousands of generations, and you have been a tortoise to support the Han people like us.

, red mouth and white teeth cannot be ignored, these six or seven hundred dollars are all mine now!"

If there was a man on the other side, Ximen Qing would have slapped him away, but for this kind of woman who only cares about money, he could only sigh: "Damn it, Nima Le Gobi! You will sleep with copper coins in your arms tonight."

Go for it!”

The old bustard listened for a long time and then said: "The star master is indeed a star from the sky. Otherwise, how would you know that my old lady always sleeps with money?"

When Ximen Qing heard this, he was both angry and amused. It turned out that all the prophets in the world were deceived like this. He then slapped the table and laughed and cursed: "You are an old woman who wants money from the coffin! You still have to

Please ask a gentleman first to write the new deed of sale for me clearly."

The old bustard rolled his eyes, put on a smile and said: "I don't bother the two masters about anything, just ask the high officials to write this new contract indiscriminately!"

Ximen Qing looked at her face and knew what she was planning, so he slapped the table and said, "I have decided to close my pen, sir! If I go to a place to write a word, things that are not rare are not expensive.

When will the price of my Dharma book increase?"

When the old madam heard this, she knew that Ximen Qing's manuscript could not be blackmailed and that she would not be able to earn the extra few hundred dollars. She could only cry and said feebly: "The old madam will send her son to beg the scholar on the street to write two new manuscripts."

The deed comes."

Li Ming went to invite Scholar Shui. When Scholar Shui heard that Ximen Qing had something to do, he didn't dare to neglect and hurried over. After a while, the new sale contract was written, Ximen Qing stamped his seal, and the old woman pressed her fingerprints.

Li Jiaoer is no longer involved with Li Chun Yuan.

After taking the money to send the scholar away, the old madam couldn't wait. She locked up her house with a bundle of money and began to count them one by one. She never tired of it. The door was so tightly closed that even a siege engine couldn't break it open. Ximen Qing shook his head and shook his head.

He took the old and new deeds of sale and went upstairs.

As soon as he knocked on the door of Guiqing's room, the door opened immediately. Li Guiqing and Li Jiaoer were all neatly dressed and stood behind the door to welcome Ximen Qing. After Ximen Qing entered the room, Li Guiqing gave him a deep look.

With a flick of the eye, he said seriously: "Thank you Star Lord for treating my sister so well!" He then hugged Li Jiaoer and whispered half-truthfully in his ear: "Congratulations to my sister for finding a husband today. My sister is both envious and jealous!"

He pursed his lips and smiled, closing the door behind him.

When Ximen Qing saw Li Jiaoer standing there uneasily, her haggard face full of shame, but also radiant and charming, he sighed in his heart and said to himself: "Li Jiaoer, you are finally like me.

Now that I have gotten better before, with this move today, I can be considered worthy of you two!"

Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and stuffed the two pieces of paper selling himself into Li Jiaoer's hands: "Put these two pieces of paper away!"

Li Jiaoer held the two documents that related her life and fortune, and with tears streaming down her face, she bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, sir! Jiaoer... Jiaoer..." Her voice was agitated.

But he choked.

Ximen Qing leaned away from her kneeling and said in a cold voice: "Get up!"

Li Jiaoer's heart trembled when she heard Ximen Qing's unkind voice. She quickly said "yes" and stood up obediently.

Seeing her pitiful look, and thinking of the low social status of women in this era, Ximen Qing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and said warmly: "Now that you have obtained two contracts of prostitution, you are now free. From now on, you will be able to live a prosperous life."

The fish is leaping, the sky is high and the birds are flying, but you have to take good care of yourself!"

Li Jiaoer's body swayed and her whole face turned pale: "Big...big official, you...what do you mean...?"

Ximen Qing turned around and walked towards the door, saying in a deep voice: "Jiao'er, our fate has ended. Once you get out of this fire pit, forget everything about the past! Find a good family to marry, and

Being harmonious and beautiful is the end of life!"

Li Jiaoer took a step forward, grabbed Ximen Qing's sleeve, and burst into tears: "Sir, please don't ignore me! I know I did something wrong, even if you beat me or scold me, I have no complaints.

Please, for the sake of our past love..."

When Ximen Qing heard her mentioning the things she had done wrong, he suddenly thought of Chen Jingjing's little boy. For a moment, a wave of jealousy surged in his chest. He sneered, broke away from her pull, pushed open the door, and left.

When he walked out of the threshold, he could no longer suppress the malice in his heart, and said in a twisted voice: "You and that Chen Xiaoguan'er have a good relationship, why not just go find him!"

After saying the venomous words, it felt like a few big nails had been pulled out of his heart. Then he sneered again, turned around and went downstairs, leaving only Li Jiaoer, dumbfounded there.

After leaving the gate of Lichun Courtyard, when the cold wind blew, I realized that my otter skin jacket was still left at Li Jiaoer's place and had not been worn back. However, at this time, my heart was full of resentment, and Yueniang's gold silk purse was already in hand, so I was too lazy to do so.

I went back and met Li Jiaoer again. I took a deep breath, relied on my strong masculinity, and walked home with my chest held high.

With the wind blowing and the snow falling, my mind gradually calmed down, and I couldn't help but think to myself: "My last words just now were really unnecessary, but how could a weak woman like her endure it? What's more, Ximen Qing and I are separated after all.

He is already on the first floor, but why do you want to be jealous on his behalf? Alas! This body of Ximen’s high official, it seems that he really doesn’t listen to anyone’s orders!”

As I think clearly in my heart, my regrets become heavier and heavier. Although I try my best to support myself with "A man, if you regret it, you won't do it, and if you do it, you won't regret it." However, this kind of self-deception will not work if it is not immersed in the corrupt officialdom.

How can you master the samadhi after spending so many years in it? Like Ximen Qing, sharpening his spear in battle will be useless in the end.

Just when I was feeling depressed, I heard someone chanting in the heavy snow ahead: "...I am between heaven and earth, just like pebbles and trees in the mountains. I only know how little I have, and I laugh at myself because I have too much! Count the four seas.

Between the heaven and the earth, isn't it like the sky in Daze? The calculation of China is in the sea, isn't it like the rice in Taicang?..." His voice was low and then high, the joints at the turning points were wonderful, and the depths were as deep as the deep.

Golden stone sound.

Ximen Qing perked up: "What a piece of "Autumn Water" from "Zhuangzi"! What a clear throat!" He quickly took two steps, but saw a line of footsteps at the intersection of the T-shaped street in front of him, heading back to his home.

The streets stretched past.

"Huh?" Ximen Qing couldn't help being surprised. It turned out that these footprints were not shoe prints, but real footprints of bare feet walking in the snow!

Ximen Qing's curiosity aroused and he didn't know which poor man he was. He was poor and had no shoes, but he didn't care. He walked barefoot in the snow and still recited Zhuangzi. How could such a free and upright person be missed in person? Now he followed the footsteps and chanted

I heard the sound and chased after it hurriedly. This is exactly:

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, but I like the old god of abundance in the autumn water. But I don’t know who the barefoot one is. I’ll explain it next time.


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