Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

When Shi Rong saw Yan Tanyang's appearance, something strange flashed in his heart. He didn't know what was going on, but looking at Yan Tanyang's expression, he thought of Shi Baixuan's pretentious face.

Shi Baixuan's pitiful look was just an act, but Yan Tanyang's cowardly and incompetent look couldn't be an act too, right? He frowned and looked at Yan Tanyang seriously.

Yan Tanyang seemed a little more uneasy, "Master Shi Rong..."

How could this cowardly and timid appearance be a disguise? Yan Tanyang was famous for being cowardly and timid. Shi Rong withdrew his doubts and felt that he had really thought too much.

Shi Rong's tone was faint, "Don't you still know why I came to you?"

Yan Tanyang seemed to be frightened by Shi Rong's expression, and took a few steps back in fear, "I, I was just worried about the young master that day. I didn't expect that he would do bad things with good intentions."

Good intentions lead to bad things, who needs his kindness?

Besides, he severely humiliated Yan Tanyang in front of Duobao Pavilion. Instead of hating him, Yan Tanyang became worried about him. Could it be that Yan Tanyang was a born saint?

Shi Rong thought about how to deal with Yan Tanyang. He wanted to give Yan Tanyang a good beating, but seeing his small body that could easily fall over in the wind, he hesitated.

Being knocked to the ground easily by him, it was obvious that Yan Tanyang's body was extremely weak. What if he accidentally beat Yan Tanyang to death?

I can't beat him, but I can't get rid of my anger even if I scold him.

"Don't show off to me." Shi Rong had been copying for so many days, and his heart was as cold as a stone. He suddenly thought of a good way to punish Yan Tanyang.

He deliberately exaggerated: "Because of you, my mother locked me in a room for eight days. During this period, I kept copying books. If I couldn't finish copying, I wouldn't be given food."

Yan Tanyang looked horrified and kept apologizing, "Master Shi Rong, I'm sorry. I really just had good intentions. It's all my fault. It's all my fault..."

This proton is really stupid.

Shi Rong's heart was as hard as iron. He whispered a few instructions to the guards behind him, and then looked at Yan Tanyang, "Since you have made a mistake, you must be punished, right?"

Yan Tanyang's face turned pale, "Master Shi Rong..."

He was cowardly on the face, but in his heart he was extremely cold at the moment, thinking about what impact it would have on him if he killed the young master of the general's mansion and his entourage here at this time.

Over the years, it is not that no one wants to be humiliated by Yan Tanyang. After all, he is a hostage of the Yan Kingdom, has a timid temperament, has a good appearance, and some people even have evil intentions.

But they were all solved calmly by Yan Tanyang's people.

Shi Rong was the only one who was lucky enough to escape, but he never thought that someone would seek his own death. People who seek death are really unstoppable.

How will Shi Rong insult him?

No matter what, he will return it a thousand times a hundred times.

The guard came back quickly. Shi Rong took the thick Buddhist scripture and stared at Yan Tanyang with a sneer. "I was punished by copying the Buddhist scripture once. As punishment, you can copy it twice."

He still wants to stay and watch Yan Tanyang copy it himself! No one is allowed to help Yan Tanyang. If Yan Tanyang dares to rest for a while, he will use a small bamboo stick to slap Yan Tanyang's hand...

Shi Rong raised her lips happily and ordered: "Go and copy it now!"

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Shi Rong knew that Yan Tanyang lived a miserable life, but she didn't expect that he lived such a miserable life.

There were only a few books in his library, and his brush was so worn that it was almost bald. The ink he used was the cheapest ink, which smelled pungent, and the paper was cheap and turned yellow.

Shi Rong sneered, feeling that Yan Tanyang had been hiding in Zhizi Mansion all year round and still cared about face, "You are so poor and you still have to go to Duobao Pavilion..."

Yan Tanyang whispered, "I, I want to pawn the jade pendant on my body."

Shi Rong was stunned for a moment, but thinking of the thick Buddhist scriptures he had copied, he continued to make up his mind and taunted him, "It is really rare for a prince of a country to be in such a state of poverty as you are."

Yan Tanyang lowered his head as if in embarrassment, a hint of cold sarcasm flashed in his eyes. Yes, it is rare for a prince of a country to be in such a state of desolation.

Who does he want to thank?

All this is thanks to his good father.

Yan Tanyang thought indifferently, since this guy is so good at talking, he might as well cut out his tongue...

With a "click" sound, a money bag filled with silver was placed in front of Yan Tanyang. The young man in red looked arrogant, and the red mole between his eyebrows was as bright as blood, "This is for you."

As if he was staring at him anxiously, a faint blush appeared on the young man's face, and he said angrily: "What are you looking at? I want to check the Buddhist scriptures you copied! This kind of paper and ink is so vulgar, isn't it dirty? my hand?"

Yan Tanyang lowered her eyes and thanked, "Thank you so much, Mr. Shirong."

The new Four Treasures of the Study were quickly bought, and Yan Tanyang sat at the table, writing Buddhist scriptures with concentration. His clothes were as white as snow, and when he was writing, he was like a green pine covered with white snow, and his temperament was outstanding.

This appearance was pleasing to the eye. Shi Rong glanced at it and casually took the script handed over by Yu Shu. If he kept watching Yan Tanyang copying Buddhist scriptures, wouldn't he be bored to death?

Seeing Shi Rong's attitude of wanting to stay for a long time, Yushu couldn't help but feel anxious, "Master, how long will we stay here?"

Shi Rong is a vengeful person, how could he make Yan Tanyang have such an easy time?

"At least it will take three or four hours."

He told Yushu, "You also find a stool and sit down, and keep an eye on Yan Tanyang for me. If you find him trying to be lazy, call me quickly."

Three or four hours...

Yushu grimaced, "Sir, if my wife knew that you were living in the same room with a strange man for three or four hours, she would definitely be furious!"

Shi Rong suddenly exploded, "What does it mean to live in the same room with a strange man? I am here for revenge, revenge!"

Why did the revenge method he finally thought of become so strange when it came to Yushu's mouth?

Jade Book wants to speak but stops.

Who would come up with such a method for revenge? It's just a copy of the Buddhist scriptures, nothing more.

The young master also gave this poor hostage so much silver. If these silver coins were given to a copyist, he would be able to copy dozens of Buddhist scriptures!

"What are you looking at?!"

Shi Rong was upset by Yu Shu's expression, and simply vented all his anger on Yan Tanyang, who looked up. He picked up a small bamboo stick and hit the back of his hand hard.

"Concentrate on copying the book for me!"

A dazzling red mark appeared on the back of Ruyu's hand. Yan Tanyang lowered her eyebrows and continued to copy Buddhist scriptures, "Yes, Mr. Shi Rong..."

Look, he is taking revenge! Shi Rong gave Yushu a look of affirmation and continued to read the original story.