I am the poor scholar

Come back from the suburbs, just at noon.

The waiter from the Fulai Inn greeted him enthusiastically. He didn't see the mighty scholars from the previous two days, and he was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly recovered and said with a smile: "What do you need to eat, my lord?"

Bu Qingyun ordered a few dishes according to his own taste, and finally said to Liu Juzi beside him: "Do you have anything to eat?"

Liu Juzi was taken aback and shook his head again: "No need, I can eat anything."

Sitting in the old seat by the window, Bu Qingyun watched Liu Juzi lower his head and move his mouth, guessing with great interest, and matching according to his mouth shape.

Instantly lost interest.

Someone actually recited the Analects of Confucius while eating!

The food at Fulai Inn is really good.

Full color, aroma and taste.

I ordered the special dish of bucket chicken. When Bu Qingyun ate, he ate slowly. The handsome man ate very elegantly because he had received good etiquette training.

Liu Juzi looked at it, as if he was having dinner with the son of a rich family, he didn't know where to put his hands and feet for a moment, and he looked extremely cautious.

Bu Qingyun glanced out of the corner of his eye, saw Liu Juzi's restrained appearance, put down his chopsticks, and said, "I'm full, you can eat."

Although I really want to play, but since Liu Juzi has followed up, there must be something to discuss.

Liu Juzi didn't move his chopsticks, raised his head to look directly at Bu Qingyun and said, "You don't have to say that in front of everyone just now."

Even if it is not aimed at others, no one knows whether it will leave a pimple in others' hearts.

What Liu Juzi could think of, Bu Qingyun could think of when he said it.

Pulling one corner of his mouth, the handsome scholar smiled very casually: "With so many people, it is not only Wang who has disagreements with me. Since I have this opportunity, let them all know what kind of person I am and make friends. Well, it's better to entrust someone with the same temperament as me."

The wording was perfect, but no matter how he thought about it, Liu Juzi always felt something was wrong.

After thinking left and right, he couldn't figure it out, so Liu Juzi simply put it down and held up his chopsticks to the food.

The final meal was shared between Bu Qingyun and Liu Juzi.

Bu Qingyun is not short of money, but Liu Juzi is not short of money for food either.

The next day, the number of students who came to Bu Qingyun to review their homework dropped by half.

The territory of the Daliang Dynasty was so vast, and there were so many Juzi in Bianjing City. Although Xie Yuan was precious, as long as he had the heart to connect with Juzi from other places, he could still find them.

Bu Qingyun's play time is increasing rapidly.

The new year is approaching recently, and the snow in Bianjing City is falling, but this does not delay the red residents to hang up red lanterns and arrange colorful lights in the streets and alleys.

The county magistrate and Bu Xianyun wrote the letter early, and sent it to Bu Qingyun from the post station.

The two elders of the Bu family are real people, so Bu Qingyun opened the envelope.

It's just a thick stack of one hundred taels of silver bills, an instruction to "study your homework well", and some more clothes and meals, and it's gone.

The county magistrate Bu has an extra sentence: "Remember to pay a visit to Duan Huaiming, a scholar of the Imperial Academy."

As before, Bu Qingyun forgot about it.

Bu Qingyun also wrote back, and sent back some gadgets he saw in Bianjing by the way.

Come and go, another ten days will be the New Year's Eve.

Bu Qingyun looked at the gap, and went to the Ningxiang Pavilion to play again, and lost half of the bank note that Bu County Magistrate and Bu Laobao just sent.

Lianxiang was the most righteous, sent Bu Qingyun to the door, laughed so that the flowers trembled and said: "Mr. Bu often comes."

How much money has been lost is not worth mentioning in front of Bu Jieyuan who has a huge sum of money.

Bu Jieyuan, who has tried and failed repeatedly, shakes the snow falling on his shoulders, and walks on South Street, when he suddenly sees a bright red on the snow mat, which is very eye-catching.

Round, like lanterns.

Bu Qingyun raised his head, a long line stretched from the street to the end of the street, and colorful lights were fixed and hung on it.

Ouch.

It appears that the lantern has fallen.

Bu Qingyun approached, and was about to lower himself to pick it up, when he suddenly saw messy footprints near the snow, like cat's footprints.

Mention cats, and a pair of royal blue round eyes come to mind.

Hit the brow bone with the folding fan, and throw that beautiful eyeball out of the sky.

"Meow~" I passed near the teahouse, a familiar place, and a familiar meow.

With the thought of Cao Cao Cao Cao's arrival, Bu Qingyun approached the corner of the alley.

Sure enough, with sapphire blue eyes, black and beautiful fur, a cat was licking its paws.

It was the black cat that Bu Qingyun fed the fish a few days ago.

"It's you again." Bu Qingyun's eyes lit up, and he walked forward and squatted in front of the black cat, watching from above that the cat's injuries were already recovering.

The black cat seems to remember Bu Qingyun's breath, or remember the fish meat that Bu Qingyun gave.

It stood up calmly, with its tail raised, and walked firmly in front of Bu Qingyun.

After just a few days, he completely lost his previous vigilance.

Rubbed Bu Qingyun's calf with his side face, although because of the height problem, he rubbed Bu Qingyun's fleece boots.

Immediately his heart was full of elation, Bu Qingyun never thought that he would like beautiful things so much.

Or maybe he likes the cat's hair that blew up in this alley corner, those clear royal blue eyes that are trying to open.

Stretching out his hand, the clever black cat immediately understood and rubbed Bu Qingyun's palm.

"Why did you become so obedient all of a sudden." The soft and clean hair brought warmth, and Bu Qingyun's cold hands warmed up slightly in an instant, and Bu Qingyun smiled, "Want to be raised by me?"

The one who got an inch wanted to pick up the black cat, but who knew that the black cat jumped out at the moment when Bu Qingyun was about to touch it.

The black shadow instantly disappeared into the small alley.

Bu Qingyun was stunned, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly.

So this pretty little thing is only allowed to touch me, not me?

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There are still eight days before the end of the new year, the day of family reunion, it's okay for the children from all over the country to have some relatives in the capital, if not, they will be alone.It was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.

The old man sent letters again and again urging Bu Qingyun to pay a visit to the Imperial Academy, but Bu Qingyun ignored them.

Bu Qingyun is eating at Bafang Restaurant, the largest restaurant on South Street, and has a good relationship with him recently.

The good wine from Bafang Restaurant is really mellow, Bu Qingyun drank a few cups again and again, he was already dizzy.

After the banquet was over, Bu Qingyun fanned with a folding fan in an attempt to reduce the heat on his hot cheeks, and his footsteps were flimsy, Bu Qingyun walked towards the Fulai Inn.

In the middle of the moon, the long street is still very lively, and there are many people like Bu Qingyun attending the banquet.

Having seen the sign of Fulai Inn, Bu Qingyun quickened his pace a little, thinking that he must take a hot bath.

I took a shortcut unknowingly, and it was a dark alley.

As soon as he stepped in, he immediately felt someone rushing from behind him. Bu Qingyun turned his head vigilantly, and suddenly two hands were grabbed by someone, one left and one right, and Bu Qingyun's body was smashed under the impact of inertia on the ground!

"You—" being hit from behind on the bluestone bricks, his pupils dilated suddenly, and his drunkenness subsided, Bu Qingyun suddenly raised his head and scolded loudly, "at the feet of the Son of Heaven..."

Before he could yell at him, his lips were suddenly covered with folded hands, and he was pressed down hard, and he had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words.

There was even a third person!

His head was forcefully pulled back up, and the person behind him exerted his strength, causing pain in the back of his neck. Because of this posture, his breathing was faintly difficult.

With the help of the light and shadow outside, Bu Qingyun saw clearly the situation in the narrow alley, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

There are many people standing in front of me, with countless legs, and the narrow alleys are extremely crowded.

Those legs scattered to both sides in an orderly manner, and the two people approached.

Bu Qingyun's eyes suddenly became fierce, his lips relaxed, and the man's fingers slipped into his mouth!

The next moment, Bu Qingyun's teeth became fierce, and he bit the man's finger!

The smell of blood spread on the tongue.

However, the mouth, lips and teeth, and the tip of the tongue are not relieved.

He didn't even slap himself to vent his anger.

With knife-like eyes and extreme loathing, Bu Qingyun glared at the man who looked like a scholar.

It turned out to be Wang Juzi.

With his ears pricked up, every inch of Bu Qingyun's cells were ready for battle, alert to the actions of Wang Juzi and the strange middle-aged man.

Wang Juzi bowed his head and said, "Look at this, it should be qualified."

The middle-aged man had a hooked nose, slender eyes, and looked very shrewd.

He squatted down, his hands seemed to be looking at something, and his rough fingers pinched Bu Qingyun's jaw.

This action gave way to Qingyun's fine hair standing on his head, countless guesses flashed through his mind, and finally all of them turned into sharp eyes.

Anger was burning in Bu Qingyun's dark and bright pupils, and the eyes staring at the middle-aged man seemed to turn into reality, as if the next moment he was free, he would desperately tear the person in front of him.

This young man looks well-behaved, but he is an unyielding person.

Seeing this gaze, Wang Juzi felt his heart palpitate for a moment, then turned his head for a moment, and said in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay, with Steward Fang's meddling, can he still turn around?

Wang Juzi's morality is still inexperienced, but the middle-aged man in front of Bu Qingyun has seen the filth and filth in the backyards of high officials, how could he be frightened by such a junior?

Bu Qingyun was carefully scrutinized by the middle-aged man, turned away when he was pinched, and instantly felt the middle-aged man let go of his hand.

Only the middle-aged man said: "It's more than enough to be an adulterer for our young lady who loves His Highness King Yan."

Bu Qingyun's Qi and blood were not smooth immediately, and his eyes were about to split.

Those dirty things in the back house? !

"You—" looked up, and saw the middle-aged man pointing at Wang Juzi with his index finger, "I will help you pay back the money your brother owes, so don't say anything about it."

brother?

Meng Ming?

Does Meng Ming know?

What does he want to do? !

Panting heavily, with anger pouring into his chest, Wang Juzi's flattering voice slipped into his ears along the wind: "That is necessary."

He pointed to Bu Qingyun's folding fan that fell on the floor tiles, and said, "Can the little one take that?"

Suddenly, his heart tightened, and Bu Qingyun desperately wanted to struggle and get rid of it.

However, the two hands that restrained him seemed to be filled with iron, and they couldn't move the slightest bit!

The more impatient, Bu Qingyun's eyes turned red, and his teeth became more ruthless.

There was liquid flowing on the tongue, producing fishy sweetness in the mouth, and the man still hasn't let go!

The ink folding fan is the only way to save his life.

It must not be taken away!

The author has something to say: There are still red envelopes in this chapter~

Hehe, after being an adulterer and coming back, Xiaobu will be completely reduced to a homeless man!

Be an adulterer ≈ meet the prince!The prince will appear tomorrow

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Chat a word.

Looking for Xiaobu to be an adulterer, he is actually a smart housekeeper (belonging to the vicious stepmother), in order to fool the high-ranking officials, let the high-ranking officials marry this unsightly young lady who snatched her husband (King Yan) from her stepmother's daughter!

丨 Stealing love and convincing force丨

1. Xiaobu is a scholar and is expected to be included in the gold list.Convincing +5

2. Miss Scholar has so many spicy stories.Convincing +3

3. Xiaobu has a good face.Convincing +1

4. A (fake) sachet handkerchief.Convincing +1

Convincing: 10 points!

↑The above is the reason why I racked my brains to make Xiaobu an adulterer (*^▽^*)

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丨Focus on the small steps as follows丨

1. Wang Juzi Meng Ming was beaten.

2. The housekeeper drew his sword to help, and made a request: be an adulterer and pay off the debt.

3. Wang Juzi rolled his eyes, no, I still want my old face.

4. Wang Juzi: "The younger one has a better candidate."

5. Xiaobu successfully got the butler's attention by virtue of his outstanding strength!

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Believe me, if the butler can live to a few years later, he will definitely regret this decision! !

Maybe it can also be called "The traitor and I, Bai Yueguang, are having sex"?Hahahahahaha