"Oh, may I ask how long has Mr. Zhao been in Yingtian? Oh, you came here with Mr. Zhao, right?"
Just when the young evil boy was having a great time teasing, a voice came at an inopportune time.
The evil young man turned around and saw a boy of about thirteen or fourteen smiling innocently and bowing to him. It was Zhu Ping'an.
"Who are you?" The young evil man looked down on Zhu Ping'an.
"Mr. Zhao, this is your fault. You came without even notifying us brothers so that we can welcome you." Zhu Ping'an stood up from the table and walked a few steps to the side.
Well
What a scumbag!
The students in the hall were extremely disdainful of Zhu Ping'an and secretly spit on him! They are in cahoots with each other! They are really a scum among scholars.
Hearing Zhu Ping'an's compliment, the young man couldn't help but change his expression, treating Zhu Ping'an and the fat man as fellow travelers, "Brother, what are you talking about? When I'm done with my work, I'll reward you with this honor."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhao, for your kindness. However, I have to say that a girl of this appearance is not worthy of Mr. Zhao's status. The child born will not be good-looking either, and Mr. Zhao will be ashamed. A girl of this appearance is only fit to sing in a restaurant. If Mr. Zhao trusts me, I will find you a girl who will definitely give birth to a chubby boy." Zhu Ping'an persuaded with the corners of his lips curled.
The girl who sang the song classified Zhu Ping'an as the evil young man's lackey, and hated him very much.
The evil young man hesitated.
"Why are you still standing there? With your looks, you are not worthy of our Master Zhao even if he gives you a chance. Get out of here right now." Zhu Ping'an pushed the singing girl away with disgust.
As soon as the evil young man made a move, he was stopped by Zhu Ping'an.
"Girls like this. Tsk tsk, why bother? I'll find one for Mr. Zhao, and she'll definitely give birth to a good girl." Zhu Ping'an stopped the evil young man.
The singing girl spat at the young evildoer and Zhu Ping'an, and quickly helped her father to slip out the door. But when they were about to slip to the door, they were stopped by one of the young evildoer's lackeys.
"Hey, hey, hey..." The young man watched the woman slip to the door before he reacted. Then he looked at Zhu Ping'an with some realization and asked, "Where is the person you said you would find for me? Who is she? Where is she?"
"The person I found for you..." Zhu Pingan said as he walked towards the fat man. "That's him." Zhu Pingan raised the corner of his lips. He pointed at the fat man, "He's white and fat."
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The young man turned around and looked at the innocent fat man, then laughed angrily, "Oh my god, he's a grown man. Can he give birth to a child for me?"
"It's simple. Just lend him your wife and seven concubines." Zhu Ping'an said calmly.
Fuck you, I'll beat the shit out of you! The young man ordered his men to teach Zhu Pingan a lesson.
"Everyone listen to me, this guy is a fake. He said he is the nephew of Lord Zhao, but Lord Zhao is from Cixi County, Zhejiang Province. Everyone has heard Lord Zhao's lecture, and he has a Cixi accent. But this guy said he is Lord Zhao's nephew. But he speaks with an authentic Yingtian accent. Lord Zhao has only been in Yingtian for a short time. How can this guy speak with such an authentic Yingtian accent? He is obviously a fake. It's okay if he is a fake, but his current behavior is completely discrediting Lord Zhao. If we turn a blind eye, wouldn't it be..."
At this time, Zhu Ping'an quickly and clearly put forward a conclusion to everyone, and then gave them earnest advice.
That makes sense.
So they drank some wine and thought about being a hero and saving a beautiful girl. The students, whose sense of justice had been suppressed for a long time, exploded.
One by one, they came forward and began to accuse and condemn... ... The young man had no choice but to fight, and the scholar was not good at fighting, but there were many people. So the hall was in chaos, and the young man and his lackeys were buried in the ocean.
"Why are you still standing there? Run." Zhu Ping'an pressed the fat man on the head and ran to the door first.
The fat man realized it later and slipped away, kicking a lackey from a distance as he walked away.
"Why are you still here? Hurry up and leave." Zhu Ping'an finally squeezed to the door and found that the father and daughter who sang the song were still standing at the door stupidly. He couldn't help but complain, "Hurry up and leave, you won't be able to leave if you don't leave now."
"Oh, thank you, sir. I misunderstood you just now..." Before the singer finished her words, she saw Zhu Ping'an had disappeared on the street. She didn't know whether he heard her apology or not.
Then, another fat body squeezed out from the door and nimbly chased after Zhu Ping'an, running wildly with its tongue hanging out as if it was being chased by a dog.
"Let's go quickly, we've already apologized..." The father who was singing the song pulled the girl to the other side of the street.
The girl who was singing the song was pulled by her father, but she still looked back at Zhu Ping'an's disappearing figure, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
The fat man ran all the way with all his might, and finally caught up with Zhu Ping'an, who was squatting on the side of the road and gasping for breath, when he was almost at the inn.
"Brother Zhu, why are you running so fast? I want to go up and kick that fake guy a few times." The fat man asked, panting, somewhat puzzled.
Zhu Ping'an squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, just shaking his hands without saying anything.
"But I haven't told you yet. Your hearing is really good. I couldn't tell the difference between Lord Zhao's accent and that fake one." The fat man panted for a while and looked at Zhu Ping'an with admiration.
"I didn't hear it either." Zhu Ping'an took a good breath and said lightly.
"What?" The fat man was stunned. "Then you still make sense..."
"If I don't say that, how can they believe it?" Zhu Ping'an stood up and said lightly.
"You, aren't you afraid..." The fat man was surprised, and his fat hand was shaking as he pointed at Zhu Ping'an.
"Why should I be afraid? As the saying goes, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of teammates who are like pigs. Even if that man is really the nephew of Lord Zhao, he is just a teammate who is like a pig. Think about it, he openly molested a commoner girl in broad daylight, not to mention that he knew we were students but he was so unscrupulous. We students are not ordinary people. Lord Zhao can be an official in charge of education and he knows the importance of things. He would never dare to protect his nephew. Even if he was unhappy, he would only praise us and would not dare to criticize us."
"Besides, well, that person doesn't know who we are, and if we all do it together, the law won't hold everyone responsible."
Zhu Ping'an shook his head slightly, stood up and walked towards the inn.
In fact, there was one thing Zhu Ping'an didn't say, which was that he really couldn't just watch the tragedy happen.
"You really are... Wait for me." The fat man shook his head and chased after him.
Arriving at the inn, Zhu Ping'an and Fatty went back to their rooms. Zhu Ping'an took a hot bath and rested for a while before sitting at the table to continue reading. He had no intention of relaxing just because the exam was over.
If you want to win the first prize in the special provincial examination, you can only do so by continuous efforts.
That night, the light in Zhu Ping'an's room was on until late at night. (To be continued)