Chapter Thirty-Seven [Second Young Master's Proof]
Xue Poye had no intention of watching anymore, and left the panic-stricken Piaoxiang Courtyard with immense hatred for this second mistress. Xue Poye walked on the road in a somewhat dejected manner, a kind of mechanical walking.
If it hadn't been for the sound of "Brother" waking him up from his thoughts, he would have just walked on in a daze.
Looking around, he saw a patch of grass next to him. Looking through the moonlight, he saw a disheveled head sticking out of the grass, waving to him.
Xue Poye was startled. Could it be that he was so angry that he had seen a ghost?
Looking around, I saw that I had walked out of Qinghefang. There was a small forest in front of me and lush grass on both sides of the path.
Xue Poye clenched his fists and looked at the man carefully, revealing a rather handsome face. Xue Poye rolled his eyes and then he was sure that it was the second young master who fled in panic from Piaoxiang Courtyard.
Looking back at the brightly lit Qinghefang in the distance behind him, the second young master ran here to hide in order to avoid Mrs. Fang. It seemed that he was afraid of Mrs. Fang to the core.
Thinking that Fengxia had been humiliated and died because of this second young master, Xue Poye became furious and blurted out: "It turns out it's you, the turtle grandson!"
The second young master was startled, and then said angrily: "That boy, what are you talking nonsense about?" Although he was afraid of Mrs. Fang, outside he was the second young master of the Lu family. He was always used to being fawned over by outsiders, so how could he be treated like this?
scolded.
Xue Poye was angry, but ignored him and turned around to leave. The second young master became anxious and shouted: "Brother, brother, wait a minute!"
Xue Poye stopped and said angrily: "Any advice?"
The second young master hurriedly said: "I am the second young master of the Lu family, have you heard of me?"
It was okay not to mention this, but as soon as he said that he was the "Second Young Master of the Lu Family", Xue Poye became furious and cursed in his heart: "I must teach this coward a lesson!" He walked quickly to the Second Young Master.
, grabbed his disheveled head, raised his hand and slapped more than a dozen big mouths in front and back, beating the second young master into a pig's face, and said bitterly: "Which bastard are you? The second young master of the Lu family is wise, divine, martial, and handsome in the wind.
Xiaosha, how can you be such a turtle grandson? My admiration for the second young master of the Lu family is like an endless river, how can I allow you to impersonate him and ruin his reputation." Another dozen or so mouths were slapped on the second young master's face.
Blood was already pouring out of his mouth, and he cried: "Don't fight, my tooth has fallen out, I am really the second young master...Don't fight...!"
Xue Poye was angry and funny at the same time. This second young master was a coward. He shouted deliberately: "You still dare to pretend, I can't kill you!" Pretending to strike again, the second young master clasped his fists and begged: "Hero, spare my life, hero, spare my life."
, I'm pretending, don't... stop hitting me!" A tooth came out of his mouth, stained with blood, and his words began to leak.
Xue Poye pushed him into the grass and shouted: "Who are you? Dare to pretend to be my idol, the second young master of the Lu family? Tell me quickly, if you are not honest, I will send you to the Lu Mansion for personal interrogation by the second young master.
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The second young master was a little excited when he saw that this tall and handsome man turned out to be his fan. He didn't expect that there would be such a big misunderstanding and he would be beaten like this by a fan. Moreover, the purpose of this fan was to protect his own reputation. It hurt him.
But he was a little happy in his heart and said hurriedly: "Hero, please... please get me something to wear first. I'm really cold."
Xue Poye saw him folding his arms and shivering, not caring about the pitiful look with blood pouring out of his mouth. His hatred lessened a little, and he shook his head and said, "Looking for clothes for you? It's so late at night, let me
Where can I go to find him? No, no, I have to go back and tell you, you are not allowed to pretend to be the second young master again in the future, otherwise I will give you a fight once I see you."
The second young master was in trouble and could not express his sorrow, so he said sadly: "Hero, don't leave, don't leave. You can find me some clothes, and I will give you money!"
Xue Poye looked the second young master up and down, and sneered: "How dare you, a turtle grandson, to deceive me? Where is the money in your body?"
The second young master said in a tearful tone: "I have it, I have it, I just don't have it with me."
Xue Poye rolled his eyes, came over and kicked him, and cursed: "Since you don't have any money, how can you give me money? Are you insulting me?"
The second young master huddled in the grass and said pitifully: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I will give you a written certificate."
"Create a written certificate?" Xue Poye said disdainfully: "I don't know you, so where can I find you for money?"
The second young master timidly said: "Hero, I told you, don't hit me, don't hit me, I...hey, I am really the second young master of the Lu family."
Xue Poye first raised his fist, and then pretended to be confused and said: "You, are you really the handsome second son of Yushu Linfeng?"
The second young master nodded repeatedly: "I am, I am, I really am!"
Xue Poye came over seriously and asked: "Since you are the second young master, why are you like this? Are you lying to me?"
"Don't you dare!" The second young master was cold and tired, and his face was pale: "It's hard to describe what happened. It's all about that crazy woman...!" He waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it doesn't matter if you don't say it!"
Xue Poye laughed in his heart and asked again: "Second Grandma is sending people to search everywhere for the whereabouts of the Second Young Master in Qinghefang. She said that they found the body and wanted to divide it into five horses. Judging from the situation, I am afraid it is true. Could it be that the Second Young Master came here to avoid Second Grandma?"
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When the second young master heard that Mrs. Fang was still looking for him, his little face turned pale with fright, and his face was ashen. Sweat broke out on his forehead: "She...she is still looking for her? She really doesn't want to let me go?" He gritted his teeth and said, "This evil bitch.
, if it weren’t for the sake of her two brothers, I would have killed her long ago.”
Xue Poye pretended to be surprised: "Are you really the second young master?"
The second young master sighed and nodded.
Xue Poye made an apology gesture: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Second Young Master, I was rude just now, don't take it to heart. I just smiled with great respect for Second Young Master, fearing that someone was impersonating me, so I struck harder, Second Young Master
Don’t blame me.”
Seeing Xue Poye's respect, the second young master regained his arrogance. He stood up and coughed twice, "I understand. I won't blame you. Find me some clothes quickly."
Xue Poye pondered for a moment, thinking about it, and finally nodded and said: "Just wait!" He had already made up his mind, this time he encountered a piece of fat meat, and he would kill it no matter what.
When we turned back, we found that the clothing store had closed. We found a cloth shop that had not yet closed. We spent a tael of silver to pull out two pieces of cloth, then sold the paper and pen and put them away before returning.
The second young master curled up in the grass and fell asleep.
Xue Poye woke him up. The second young master woke up in a daze and saw Xue Poye holding a piece of cloth in his hand. He asked a little strangely: "What are you doing with the cloth? Where are the clothes?"
Xue Poye said with a smile: "Second Young Master, the clothing shop has been closed. I found these pieces of cloth with great difficulty. If you are willing to wear them, keep them, otherwise I will take them back and return them." He pretended to go back.
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The second young master hurriedly shouted: "Don't go, don't go!" He stamped his feet and said helplessly: "It's better to have a piece of cloth to cover you than to be naked." He stretched out his hand and said, "Bring it quickly."
Xue Poye chuckled, but took two steps back and said leisurely: "Don't worry, you said you are the second young master. I really don't believe it. I bought this cloth with money. How can I just say a few words?"
Gave it to you."
The second young master said anxiously: "I am the second young master. Please bring the cloth quickly. I am very cold."
Xue Poye smiled sinisterly, shook the cloth in his hand, and said, "No problem, bring me the money first."
The second young master spread his hands in embarrassment, "Good brother, look at me, I really don't have any money now. Just give me your clothes and I'll write you a receipt."
Xue Poye waited for his words, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said with a sly smile: "Come on, come on, let's establish the debt first!"
The second young master was so cold that he had goosebumps all over his body. He couldn't bear it any longer. The young master became angry and said impatiently: "Quick, quick, prepare your pen and ink!"
Xue Poye arranged the pen and paper, placed them on the ground, and said with a smile: "Please!"
The second young master lay naked on the ground, poking his butt out, and started writing with his pen. Suddenly he raised his head and said: "I will give you ten taels of silver!" As he was about to write down, Xue Poye said coldly: "What? Ten taels of silver?"
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The second young master was stunned and frowned: "How much do you want? Fifteen taels? Twenty taels?"
"Four...!" Xue Poye said in a long voice.
"Forty taels?" The second young master was a little surprised. One tael of silver cloth cost forty taels. This guy is really dark. Before the second young master agreed, Xue Poye had already smiled sinisterly and said word by word: "Four hundred taels."
two!"
The second young master jumped up abruptly and said in shock: "Four hundred taels? You...you blackmail!"
Xue Poye rolled his eyes and said: "You dare to accuse me of extortion? I don't know whether you are the second young master or not. If you are not the second young master, even if you set up a note of ten thousand taels of silver, it will be in vain. I still can't find it.
I just left you a note to comfort myself. If you are really the second young master and the Lu family is rich, four hundred taels of silver is not even a drop in the bucket. It is impossible that I can't get it out. I am not doing this for money, but for proof.
Are you the second young master? Since you can't show it, you must not be the second young master. Let's see how I can beat you, the guy pretending to be the second young master, into a pig's head!" According to Zhang Hu's teaching of splitting the air, I punched him.
Hitting the second young master's chest, the second young master screamed and rolled into the grass.
Xue Poye was surprised and happy. Damn it, the power of this air-splitting fist was so powerful. I had only scratched the surface of it. I couldn't believe it!
The second young master rolled a few times in the grass, screaming repeatedly, forgetting his situation. The young master in his heart got angry and cursed: "You...you wanton slave, dare to hit me, you...you don't want to live anymore...
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Xue Poye ignored him and said to himself: "Second Mistress is looking everywhere for the Second Young Master, but I don't know if she has found him or not. He seems to be coming here."
These words really worked. The second young master got up from the grass and looked in the direction of Qinghefang. He saw that the road was very quiet and no one was coming. He breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, and finally said: "Okay, okay, okay,
I'll give you a written note, isn't it just four hundred taels? It's just the young master's drinking money for a day." He leaned down, stuck out his chin, and made a note of four hundred taels.
Xue Poye picked up the receipt, looked at it carefully, and smiled, "Whether you are the second young master or not, I still want to thank you!" He put away the receipt, threw the cloth on the second young master, and said sarcastically: "Cover it up.