Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 110

[Chapter 109 Zhou Tang Fanwai (Part 1)]

(one)

“Xiangjun! Xiangjun!”

The servants trotted all the way to keep up with Meteor’s master, wiping their sweat and persuading, “It’s getting dark today, you’d better go back! Tomorrow, the old lady will return to the house, and you haven’t done a word of your homework yet. !”

The Xiangjun is still in the period of confinement and reflection. If he fails to do his homework tomorrow, the crime will be added to the class, and they will be punished together with the master.

“What’s the hurry? It’s still early!”

The street market was bustling with people. Tang Buli was wearing a neat narrow-sleeved uniform. He touched the sachets and jade ornaments on the side of the stall for a while, and then picked off the candied haws on the peddler’s grass target. ?”

The servant hurriedly counted two copper coins to the merchant, and said bitterly: “No way, how can our ghostly talismans hide from the old lady?”

Before he finished speaking, he saw a half-old package flying out from the side, and it happened to hit Tang Buli’s feet.

“Which thing doesn’t have eyes?”

Tang Buli was filled with righteous indignation, and looked in the direction the package was flying from, and saw a handsome scholar in thin clothes being kicked out of the bookstore.

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The owner of the bookstore was holding two walnuts and sneered, “Your Excellency is not welcome in our store, so hurry up.”

The scholar was about the age of Guan, his back was straight, and he slowly straightened his blue Confucian shirt, which had been washed white, and said: “Books can not be borrowed, but they must be taught. Imitation of the scriptures of the calligraphy is a crime of fraud, according to the criminal law of the dynasty. It should be fined and confiscated, and sentenced to three years in prison. I don’t want to help Zhou to abuse him, that’s right.”

The scholar’s words are clear, concise and powerful, giving birth to an air of integrity.

The crowd of onlookers gradually gathered and pointed at the bookstore.

The owner of the bookstore changed slightly.

This scholar often comes to the bookstore to borrow books and transcribe them, and he can imitate the style of a hundred schools of calligraphy. The bookstore owner saw that he was a rare genius in Beijing, so he had a crooked mind. .

Who would have thought that this scholar was so ignorant of praise, refused to speak, and even dared to expose him in public!

The boss squeezed the walnut tightly and winked at the guy beside him. The guy understood, touched a folded and isolated copy of “The Interpretation of Six Chapters”, and quietly walked around the crowd.

The bookstore owner’s expression softened a little, and he slapped him: “You came to our shop to steal, I think you have a few minutes to learn to let you go, but I didn’t expect you to retaliate for your kindness, and you dare to speak madly!”

“I never stole.”

“No? Then what is this!”

The guy took out a folded scripture book from the scattered package, pointed to the red seal of “Wanjuanfang” on it, and said, “Everyone gets the stolen goods, and you still quibble!”

The scholar frowned, this book was obviously planted by the other party, but he had no evidence to prove his innocence.

The bookstore guy also saw this, and became more and more showy, and lifted out the volumes copied in his package.

All of a sudden, the paper is flying all over the sky, and the strategies and essays that have been painstakingly for many years have been thrown to the ground, and they have been stepped into the dust.

The onlookers let out a “ho”, just watching the excitement and not caring about the truth.

Tang Buli took a bite of the candied gourd and looked at the scholars who were squatting on the ground picking up one by one, inexplicably a little sympathetic.

She has a temperament of eagerness for justice and righteousness, and immediately said: “Hey! This book is obviously put in by you, the thief shouting and catching the thief is a good game!”

The man’s face changed: “This girl should not spray blood, you can see…”

“I saw it with my own eyes!”

Saying that, she deliberately revealed the token of Duke Tang’s mansion around her waist.

The capital is so big that a single leaf can smash a few nobles, so the man naturally saw that Tang Buli was not an ordinary person, and he shrank into the crowd with a guilty conscience.

Tang Buli weighed the candied haws in his hands, smashed it at the man with all his strength, and slapped him on the back of the head.

The guy was smashed and staggered, and ran back behind the bookstore owner.

The owner of the bookstore did not dare to offend the noble, so he hid in the house with a smile. A farce ended, and the onlookers waved their sleeves and dispersed.

Tang Buli clapped his hands, glanced at his old and slightly shorter cuffs, and asked, “You can imitate human handwriting?”

The scholar didn’t say a word, picking up the paper on the floor in an orderly manner.

A piece of paper landed on Tang Buli’s lotus root boots, and he paused for a while, because of poor etiquette, he went straight to pick it up.

Tang Buli bent over, picked up the piece of paper for him, raised his eyebrows and said, “Ah, how about we make a deal? You do one thing for me, and I will help you to study and cultivate…”

The scholar raised his eyes, his eyes cold and distant.

“Although Yu’s family is poor, he is not poor.”

The scholar said, “Yu thanked the girl for rescuing the siege. But if you take grace to do an unjust act, you will not obey.”

This scholar is young, and he speaks and acts like an old fashioned man.

Tang Buli found it interesting, shook the paper in his hand, looked at the elegant and upright font on the top and said, “Don’t worry, just copy the book for me, and I will never let you do anything that violates the criminal law and morality.”

Tang Buli took the scholar back to Duke Tang’s mansion, packed a clean room in the backstreet where the servants of Tang mansion lived, and settled down.

“What’s your name?”

Tang Buli folded his arms, posing as a lord of Tang Gongfu.

“Zhou Yunqing.”

The scholar said, “The hidden Yun, the guest of the guest.”

“It’s a good name.”

Tang Buli waved his hand, and immediately a servant came with a book and paper that was a foot thick, and slammed it on the case-solving table in the room with a bang, raising a table of dust.

That was the homework she had accumulated for a month with copying and fines, and she didn’t move a word.

“These need to be transcribed by noon tomorrow…”

With such a thick stack, even if he had three heads and six arms, it would be difficult for him to copy it overnight. Tang Buli found out in his conscience and changed his words, “Forget it, you can copy as many as you can. This is my word…”

On the rice paper with two lines of “Internal Training” copied, a striking long-tailed king bastard was drawn boringly.

“…”

Tang Buli calmly tore Wang Ba, and threw them into a ball in the trash, “You don’t need to imitate the danqing of the local lord, just imitate the handwriting.”

After saying that, he slapped the paper on the table, and boldly pressed two ingots of silver.

the next day.

The first thing the old lady did to worship Buddha and return to the mansion was to call her granddaughter over to check her homework.

Tang Buli reluctantly hurried to the main hall with small steps, thinking about how to prevaricate later, and at the same time worrying: Zhou Yunqing didn’t move all night, wouldn’t he run away with money?

Just as he was in a daze, he saw the servants running from the corner door, holding a thick stack of paper and saying, “Come here! Xiangjun, you have copied everything!”

“It’s all copied?”

Tang Buli was stunned, Zhou Yunqing copied her homework for a month in only eight hours!

She hurriedly flipped through the stack of papers and saw that not only had not a single page fallen, but the strokes of the handwriting were the same as what she usually wrote, like a rubbing.

Not even my grandmother saw it.

Tang Buli felt that she had probably picked up a treasure.

(two)

Tang Buli had a dream.

In the dream, her grandmother was gone. She was lonely and had no one to rely on. Under the arrangement of her aunt, she married a son of a prominent family.

Before the marriage, the aunt and the matchmaker bragged about the aristocratic family, and only after the marriage did they find out that this person was a greedy wine-loving wine bag.

One day when she was drunk, her husband slipped and insulted the regent, and was dragged into the Dali Temple to be tortured.

The high-level marriage is full of too many interests. In the dream, Tang Buli was desperate and could only shyly go to the newly promoted Shaoqing of Dali Temple to inquire about the news.

The high-ranking officials in the seat had familiar and cold faces, and their dark crimson official robes were neat without a trace of folds.

And she wears a woman’s bun, like a stone that has been polished by fate and has no edges and corners, without the pride of the boudoir period.

Two years have passed, and it has been embarrassing to change her.

Tang Buli felt ashamed, bit his lip and knelt down, put down his self-esteem and begged Zhou Yunqing to raise his hand and treat him lightly. She didn’t want to be dragged down by that idiot husband, and she didn’t want to be a slave in the Jiaofang Division…

“Respected husband has been sentenced to death and cannot be changed.”

The anxiety and oppression in the dream were so clear, she felt that the cold gaze always fell on her shoulders, so she couldn’t lift her head up.

The picture suddenly flipped, and some vague fragments flashed by like a revolving beacon.

When the dream became clear again, Tang Buli was lying taut in the dimly lit tent, the clear and handsome face that was blushing reflected in his resolute eyes.

“Do you know the laws of this dynasty and how to deal with the sin of adultery?”

His voice was hoarse, his eyes struggled, and he spoke cold punishment, but his body responded fiery.

Tang Buli was awakened by shock, his cheeks were so dry that he could almost cook a pancake.

She covered her cheeks, unable to believe what she dreamed.

She got married, and her husband committed a crime and was about to be exiled. She went to ask Shaoqing of Dali Temple, who was in charge of the case, but Shaoqing was actually a poor scholar in her house who copied books, and he did some shameless things with him…

Tang Buli felt that he was evil.

“Bah! Smelly shameless!”

She didn’t know who she was spit on, she lay on her back for a while, and then began to think about it again.

Zhou Yunqing, that nerd, is a ruthless ice sculpture, how could he…

Once the seeds of curiosity are buried in the heart, they will soon germinate.

(three)

Zhou Yunqing was still wearing the pale blue Confucian shirt, but it was washed and ironed very cleanly.

With his back to Tang Buli, he stood by the wall. The wall was covered with a huge sheet of rice paper, and he was writing a majestic Fu text with his brush and ink.

More than a thousand words were splattered, and the whole wall was transcribed. Dragons and snakes were flying like a cloud.

Zhou Yunqing is a quiet, cold and boring man, but when he indulges in the ink sea and Hanlin, Qing Jun’s sturdy figure seems to contain endless power, bursting with dazzling light.

He made the last stroke and stood in front of the wall of inscriptions to examine it, as if a fairy was looking down at the mountains where the sea of clouds rolled.

It was his world.

He stood for a long time, the ink dripped from the tip of the pen and splashed a plum on the floor.

Tang Buli was fascinated, the book in his arms fell, breaking the silence of the house with a clatter.

Zhou Yunqing put the pen on the table and bowed to her.

The light dissipated, and the dull and low-key appearance was restored.

“Here, the homework to be done today. Before tomorrow, write an essay about it.”

Tang Buli picked up the “Word Meanings” arranged by his grandmother, pushed it in front of Zhou Yunqing, and put a piece of silver on the way.

She made a lot of money, but Zhou Yunqing didn’t take a second look, only after returning to the case, she picked up the pen and started writing.

Tang Buli didn’t leave. He tilted his head and looked at it for a while, only to realize that he was writing “The Meaning of Words”.

Tang Buli was greatly shocked and asked, “Don’t you even need to read books?”

“seen it already.”

Zhou Yunqing said briefly, “Keep it in your heart.”

He could not afford to buy too many books, so he would try to memorize them in his heart when he borrowed them.

“you’re good.”

Tang Buli is straightforward by nature, never stingy with his own praise, “I have a boudoir friend, she also has the ability to remember, if you have the opportunity, you can compare.”

Zhou Yunqing concentrated on writing and did not answer.

He has no interest in anything other than books, and only speaks eloquently when it comes to the law of punishment.

Tang couldn’t help but wonder, could this ignorant man in front of him really be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple whose etiquette had collapsed on the bed in his dream?

She dragged her chin with one hand and stared at him for a long time, and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you have a wife and a room?”

Zhou Yunqing did not lift her eyes: “No.”

“Do you have a fiancée or a confidante?”

“No.”

No matter how Tang Buli asked, he always said “no”.

Tang Buli remembered that dream inexplicably. He doesn’t seem like a person who is in a hurry, how could he…

She stopped the dangerous scene, cleared her throat and said, “Then let me ask you, if a woman’s husband’s family commits a crime, she will be implicated. She will ask the presiding judge to forgive her, and then…”

She coughed again, and then hesitantly said in Zhou Yunqing’s doubtful eyes: “Then, for some reason, we went to sleep together… Well, what is going on in this situation?”

As soon as he heard the legal case, Zhou Yunqing became interested.

“Women volunteer?”

“It should…maybe, it’s voluntary.”

“That’s rape.”

Zhou Yunqing said solemnly, “According to the laws of this dynasty, both sides can stick 20 sticks and be imprisoned for three years. If Israel bribes and the person in charge of the trial tampers with the case, the punishment will be heavier, and he should be dismissed and exiled for a thousand miles.”

“…”

Tang Buli couldn’t give up, “What if you were the chief judge?”

“impossible.”

This time, Zhou Yunqing answered very quickly and firmly, “If I were the person in charge of the trial, I would definitely enforce the law impartially and kick the woman who tried to bribe out of the house.”

Tang Buli felt inexplicably aggrieved and angry.

However, after holding it for a long time, I didn’t know how to refute it. That dream was nothing but a fact, and it couldn’t be real.

She raised her eyebrows and said, “I don’t believe it, you never have feelings for women.”

“No.” Zhou Yunqing said.

The more he contrasted with his dream, the more Tang Buli suspected that he was pretending to be aloof.

Qingping Xiangjun is used to being stubborn, and he is not a calm temperament. If you are curious, you have to ask to the end if you break the casserole.

“how about this?”

Tang Buli walked in on the desk and blew at him.

The girl in the jujube red uniform has a golden whip and a bell hanging from her waist, pampered and arrogant like the sun in this midsummer.

Zhou Yunqing’s eyelashes trembled, and the brush strokes kept going.

“So?” Tang Buli held his hand.

The scholar’s fingers are slender, and there are thin calluses on the pulp of the fingers, but it does not affect its appearance.

Zhou Yunqing couldn’t write anymore and looked up at her.

His eyes met the light, a very light amber color, and at first glance, there was a thrilling clarity.

“how about this?”

At that moment, Tang Buli quickly pecked him on the cheek just like in a dream.

Rather than pecking, it would be better to say that he slammed into it, and his nose hurt from his cheek.

The brushstroke drags down a long tail on the rice paper.

The wind blew in from the half-open door, blowing the rice paper all over the wall, and the fragrance of ink floated in the air.

Zhou Yunqing was stunned, her face was as flat as water, but her abdomen suddenly tightened.

Tang Buli reacted to what he did, and the joke in his mind faded away, leaving only infinite embarrassment.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the air solidified.

She stood up abruptly, took a step back, wiped her lips vigorously, and fled.

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