Not long after Shen Jiayan left the room, two of the lowest servants in the mansion came in.
Seeing the figure lying on the bed, one of them named Mazi said to the other cripple: "Hey, I heard that this second young master is more beautiful than the woman in the brothel! It's a pity that such a beauty has to be dedicated to Zhang Qian." Celebrate that fat pig. How about we have a good time first?"
The cripple was obviously very cautious, and he reprimanded: "How dare you think about this second young master? He clearly offended the mistress, so he ended up like this! You dare to get involved with him, it's too long to die Yes or no?"
Thinking of Yan's usual methods, the pockmarked shivered, and did not dare to speak in advance, gratefully said: "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise my younger brother may make a big mistake." There was a lot of rejoicing in his expression.
"Okay, this errand is done, and the benefits of the two of us will be indispensable in the future." The cripple looked slightly relieved, and stepped forward, "Hurry up and do it!"
Mazi responded, and swiftly covered the person on the bed with a sack, and tied it tightly again.
One of them raised his head and the other raised his feet, and under the cover of night, they left Su's mansion all the way and rushed towards Zhang Yuqing's mansion.
The Zhang family had also received the news that Prime Minister Su was going to give them a big gift, and the housekeeper was waiting at the door early.
It was night, Zhang Yuqing returned to his room drunk, and saw a person tightly bound on the bed. Zhang Yuqing took a few steps forward, raised the light to look, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Su Yun looks more like Yan's, with rigid eyebrows and slightly sallow skin, at most he can be considered handsome, compared to the ones he has played in the past, it can be said to be far worse.
Fortunately, he took the medicine in advance tonight, he didn't expect that old bastard Su Chengxiang to send him such a thing.
Zhang Yuqing tore off Su Yun's clothes, revealing the delicate skin inside. It's not the best, but it's smooth and elastic to the touch, so it's just okay.
As soon as the alcoholism came up, Zhang Yuqing also forgot about it. While pinching Su Yun's neck desperately, he moved. He didn't even notice when the person under him died and when he opened his eyes.
And in his eyes, there is such a deep hatred.
It never occurred to Yan Yu that she was framed by that bitch and drowned alive. But why did he see a pig-like person pressing on him when he woke up
Yan Yu is a cruel and ruthless person, and she has made a name for herself among the cowherds very early on. He looks good, plus he can let go and play, he has become the number one in the store.
At the peak, at the same time, there were three big bosses who were jealous of him and spent a lot of money just to see him.
It's a pity that when I get older, it is always not as fresh and delicious. In addition, in the early years, he used all means to succeed and offended too many people, so he was framed by a newcomer, and Shen Tang drowned.
Yan Yu looks good, she has always been held in the hands of guests, and she is used to being casual.
All the guests he received in the past were powerful and pleasing to the eye. When was he so useless and forced by such an ugly and fat old man
Yan Yu closed her eyes, suddenly there was a needle-like pain in her mind. The body's memory was slowly absorbed by him, Yan Yu clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said inwardly: "Su Yichen, you dare to harm me!"
The fat pig tossed and tossed until most of the night.
When the fat pig fell asleep completely, Su Yun slowly got up, and then the whole person disappeared in place and entered the space.
There is a spiritual spring in Yan Yu's space, as long as you drink that spring water, you can detoxify and beautify your face, and all diseases will disappear.
Yan Yu rinsed her body with the spiritual spring, thinking about the things she put in the bamboo house, a savage smile appeared on her face: Su Yichen, you have caused me so far, but you still want to be that Sanskrit's apprentice? Oh, then I will also let you experience the same pain as mine, and let you know what it means to be ruined!
Early the next morning, Zhang Yuqing was woken up by a basin of cold water.
As soon as he opened his eyes, a beautiful woman with creamy skin stood in front of him. Zhang Yuqing's heart suddenly moved, and he stretched out his hand to grab Su Yun's waist with a wretched smile: "beauty, yesterday It's you at night!"
Su Yun's expression was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly, and he slapped his hand away suddenly: "Master Zhang, it's better to show some respect."
Zhang Yuqing was not angry when he was beaten, and the smile on his face remained unchanged: "Okay, respect, respect, not only respect, but I can also love you well. It's all because I drank too much wine last night. How about Beauty, shall we do it again now?"
Su Yun slapped him hard.
Zhang Yuqing was about to turn his face, but after hearing Su Yun's next sentence, he froze in place. The mouth is wide open, and the saliva flows down the corner of the mouth, looking funny and ugly.
Su Yun said softly: "I am the eldest son of the Su family, Su Yun."
No matter how stupid Zhang Yuqing was, he also knew that Su Chengxiang, that old and cunning man, would never give his eldest son to him to play with. Then there must be some misunderstanding.
He used to love to fight against that old man, but he absolutely didn't want to have a deadly fight with this old man. If the old man knew about this matter, no matter whether there was any misunderstanding in the middle, the old man would never let him go.
When Zhang Yuqing thought about it, cold sweat immediately flowed down, and he lost all charming thoughts.
Zhang Yuqing's legs softened, and he knelt down in front of Su Yun. He slapped himself on the left and right: "Master Su, it's all the old man's fault. The old man's eyes are dim, and he recognized the wrong person. You shouldn't treat Mr. Su." You are cheating. In this way, I will do what you want me to do, no matter what. Just don’t tell Prime Minister Su about this matter, let him worry for nothing... "
"It's okay if I don't tell my father." Su Yun stopped him, "I want you to help me deal with a person, Sanskrit."
Zhang Yuqing's face was happy when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he immediately became embarrassed when he heard the second half: "Master Su, this Sanskrit sound is really difficult to deal with. You said you want to deal with a person, as long as he is a person, you can deal with it." There will be weaknesses; but the mantra, money, beauty and sex can't impress his heart, and he has no desires or desires. How do you say this is going to be dealt with?"
Su Yun was disdainful when he heard the words: "Money and beauty can't impress his heart? It must be that the money is not enough, the beauty is not beautiful enough, I want to try to see if he is really so desireless."
However, Zhang Yuqing's words inspired Su Yun. If he snatched the Sanskrit music that Su Yichen relied on wholeheartedly, wouldn't it be more enjoyable and make Su Yichen more painful
Su Yun stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Yuqing's face: "Then I will remember this account first, if I need you in the future..."
"The old man will never refuse." Zhang Yuqing quickly picked up his words.
Seeing Su Yun walking away step by step, Zhang Yuqing clicked his tongue: "It's a pity that I haven't tasted it last night, it's a pity, a pity."
Shen Jiayan didn't know that he had been missed by Yan Yu who had passed through, so he just rushed to Tingchan Temple wholeheartedly; and he didn't know that Su Yun had been sent to Zhang Yuqing instead of him last night, and the mansion still No one knew the fact of his escape. Afraid of being chased along the way, he walked all the way through the mountains.
Finally, when the dawn was slightly breaking in the east, Shen Jiayan saw the gate of Tingchan Temple.
There are several monks sweeping the floor with brooms at the door, and some monks are sprinkling water. The atmosphere is peaceful and quiet.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for Master Sanskrit." Shen Jiayan put his hands together and bowed.
Who doesn't know that there is a national teacher Sanskrit in Tingchan Temple, and there is an endless stream of people who come to ask fortunes, ask for auspiciousness, name for children, and ask for children every day. But which one can be easily seen
The monk turned the broom horizontally and glanced at Shen Jiayan up and down. He was wearing clothes that were obviously baggy and ill-fitting, and were tattered. The shoes on the feet were also full of mud, and his face was extremely dirty, with bloodstains on it. It was a beggar who ran out from nowhere. He said in a bad tone, "Master Sanskrit will not see you."
"Just tell me I'm Su Yichen." Shen Jiayan begged again.
The monk picked Shen Jiayan up with a broom mercilessly: "There are so many people who want to see Master Sanskrit, how can I have time to pass on one by one? You beggar, can you go? Don't miss the opening of our temple."
Shen Jiayan was in pain from the pain, and took out something from his sleeve: "This is Master Fanyin's Buddhist string, you should recognize it, right?"
The monk took a closer look and sneered: "Master Sanskrit, how could you use such a crude Buddhist string? If you want to deceive people, please pretend to be a little bit." After finishing speaking, the monk threw the Buddhist string far away. .
The Buddha string was thrown into the grass.
Shen Jiayan just lay on his stomach, slowly searching inch by inch. The dew was heavy in the morning, and after a while, wet mud marks were smeared on the hands and face, like a big cat.
After finally finding the Buddha string in a corner, Shen Jiayan picked it up like a treasure, wiped off the dirt on it, and carefully put it into his arms.
Raising his head again, Shen Jiayan was also angry: "It is said that the Lord Buddha sees all beings as equal, but I don't know that the disciple who claims to be a Buddhist has a pair of snobbish eyes."
"What did you say!" The monk picked up the broom and rushed over to beat Shen Jiayan.
It's just that before the broom landed on Shen Jiayan's body, it was caught by a flawless white hand. The person who came had a gentle voice: "He is my guest, you go and do it yourself, I will take him in."
Seeing this man, the monk showed fear, dared not say a word, and ran away in a hurry.