The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

With hemp rope tied around his body and behind his hands tied, a ferocious man came out of the crowd, carrying the bonnet of the thin white man towards the crowd, and said viciously, "There are still half of the rotten leaves in the bamboo basket." The basket is not finished yet, hurry up!"

Seeing that the man didn't even say sorry, the driver Lao Wang poked his head out of the car window and shouted, "Oh, what's wrong with you? You didn't even apologize for making someone else's car dirty?"

He polished the pitch-black hood very brightly this morning, and the man was covered in sour tomatoes and rotten vegetable leaves all over his body, and threw himself on the hood, and everything was stained with tomato juice and a rotten vegetable leaf.

The driver, Pharaoh, got out of the car, picked up a rotten newspaper on the ground, and wiped it casually on the front cover of the car.

After the interruption just now, the atmosphere in the car was finally no longer so condensed.

Back in the car, the driver Wang obviously felt that the atmosphere had eased a lot. With this opportunity to ease the atmosphere, the driver Wang wanted to say something, so he talked about the gossip he heard from the pastry shop owner. Steering the steering wheel, he said, "...that person just now was Young Master Li from the bookseller Li's family. He messed with Yimanu and did things that violated the laws of nature. He was caught by Master Li. …”

"A good young master, with such a good family background, the girls in the boudoirs in Bohai City are all pretty. If you don't have anything, how can he fall in love with a man?" said the driver, Old Wang, while driving the car.

"The seven emotions and six desires, how can I say so clearly..." Shen Qingchuan spoke very softly, and was directly drowned in the noisy crowd of people.

Many people stood outside the car window, including a woman holding a baby, a driver pulling a cart, a barefoot man, a homeless man holding a broken bowl, a well-dressed young master, and a student in a Chinese tunic suit. Some people have different expressions on their faces.

Some laugh and hate, with a face full of melons, just to join in the fun, but forget the evil they did, which is [-] times worse than this. Fan.

Some are numb and indifferent, looting the rotten leaves in the bamboo basket, wanting to get the half of the broken grain, don't care who and who did what, it has nothing to do with them, the lower class, they only stare at the copper plate that can keep them alive , want to get a little more.

Some looked resentful, as if the other party had done something outrageous and extinct, just like that old-fashioned gentleman, swearing and cursing, wishing to become that executioner.

"Then Master Li is also ruthless. Tying the two of them to the street and letting others scold them for throwing vegetable leaves is not equivalent to pulling off the skin of a person. After this, how will Master Li behave in the future? I'm afraid I won't be able to get along in Bohai City."

As the saying goes, trees are afraid of being stripped, and people are afraid of being exposed.

"After this incident, Mrs. Li still doesn't know if she can survive this late autumn. Mr. Li has been at the coffin shop to make an appointment for the coffin these days. I'm afraid that if Mrs. Li leaves too hastily, the funeral will not be a good one. .”

"Once Mrs. Li is gone, the man slave's life is probably going to be gone." The driver Lao Wang thought, although he can't dispose of the servant's life at will now, but he has offended those old rich businessmen, especially the richer the more. Focusing on appearance, such a big scandal spread, this matter of Young Master Li is to discredit the ancestors of the Li family, and there is no way around it.

"The same goes for Young Master Li. He is also handsome and bookish. Well, he has a bright future, but he wants to go to that welding course."

The driver, Old Wang, thought about it. Before he drove away, he took a look at the horse slave. He was just a black and strong man, ordinary, with dark skin, and his facial features were well-proportioned. He was no different from the man who worked on the dock. I don't know what Young Master Li likes about him.

Comparing the two, Young Master Li is gentle and gentle, guessing it is a bit ugly, maybe the one below is different from the male prostitute in the Nanfeng Hall of Goulan Courtyard.

Others spend money to go to the Nanfeng Pavilion for entertainment, but as Young Master Li, who is a serious bookseller, that Manu is a poor boy, so it turns into letting others go to him, isn't it spending money to pay for it? Compared with the people in the Nanfeng Pavilion, it is even more shameless.

"It's a pity..." the driver, Lao Wang, was talking vigorously, but he didn't see that Shen Keyuan's face in the back seat was not only as black as the bottom of a pot, he didn't notice it, but wanted to Continue to express your emotions.

"Enough!" Shen Keyuan kept tapping his fingers on his knee, which was a sign that his patience had reached its limit.

"The Shen family asked you to drive, not to talk about such dirty things. If you don't want to do it, you can leave." Shen Keyuan said sarcastically.

The driver, Old Wang, was flustered immediately, and quickly admitted his mistake, asking Young Master Shen to be magnanimous and forgive him this time.

"If these dirty things touch the ears of the young masters and ladies, you will just get out next time." Shen Keyuan's meaning is very clear. If these words, the young masters and ladies listen to them and run out of their mouths, the driver Lao Wang You don't have to do it anymore.

"Yes, yes, yes." The driver, Lao Wang, heaved a sigh of relief. How could he dare in the future? His closed mouth was like a stitched chain, and he concentrated on driving.

The atmosphere in the car returned to condensation again, the air seemed to freeze, only the sound of the car's engine could be heard, and the three people in the car were silent.

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Shen's living room.

The servant Huang Osmanthus was wearing a half-worn apricot yellow shirt, a pair of brown khaki trousers, and black cloth shoes. She was squatting and wiping the sour jujube branch chair with an old cloth when she heard two footsteps outside the gate, and looked up. .

Looking at it from a distance, Shen Keyuan was walking in front, and Shen Qingchuan was walking behind him at a distance.

"Young Master..."

When Shen Keyuan passed by, Huang Osmanthus hadn't finished greeting her.

I saw that the young master's face was as cold as ice, and he hurried upstairs without saying hello. Normally, the young master would nod slightly no matter what happened.

The low air pressure, which was almost turning into a substance, enveloped the young master like black mist, Huang Osmanthus murmured in her heart, wondering who made the young master so angry.

Before the second young master screwed up the business in the shop and lost the entire shop, the eldest young master was not so angry.

Shen Qingchuan gradually approached, Huang Osmanthus had just put a smile on her face, and was about to say, "Third young master..."

Suddenly saw Shen Qingchuan's snow-white face, one side of his face was swollen, five red finger prints were imprinted on his face, the swell was hard to be ignored, unless that person was blind.

Could it be that the eldest young master was so angry just now because the third young master was bullied outside.

"Third young master, who bullied you?" Huang Guihua frowned, approaching Shen Qingchuan carefully and said.

Seeing Huang Guihua's distressed face, Shen Qingchuan seemed to startle everyone in the Shen Mansion, so he hurriedly stopped him, with a light-catching smile hanging on his face, as if he had pushed through the clouds and saw Yuehua's true face, exuding softness. Reassuring light.

A person who is as clean as snow wants to comfort others when he is injured. It is very frightening. Who is so cruel and beat the third young master so hard.

"Is Master and Madam at home?" Shen Qingchuan asked softly like a person who was okay.

"Master is going to the tea banquet of Master Wang, and Madam is still taking a nap in the bedroom, do you want to wake Madam up?" Huang Osmanthus said.

"No, let her have a good rest." Shen Qingchuan lowered his trembling black eyelashes, lowered his head and half-closed his eyes, covering his eyes, and only let people see a shallow crease on his eyelids, like a finely carved embellished jade, The beautiful lip color has no blood, and the tone is gentle and harmless, but it is inexplicably distressing.

Huang Osmanthus didn't know what was wrong, she just felt stuffy and stuffy, and felt that this was different from the usual third young master.

Shen Qingchuan knew that his mother's health was not very good, and the doctor advised her to rest in peace. The big and small affairs in Shen's mansion were all taken care of by his sister-in-law. If his mother found out about this matter, she might be sad.

Shen Qingchuan recalled what he had heard on the road, and said to Huang Guihua, "You must not tell others about the injuries on my face. If others insist on asking, you should tell them that I was injured by a fall."

In fact, these words sounded unbelievable. How could such a big finger print and such an obvious place on the face be able to hide it from others.

Huang Osmanthus asked suspiciously, "Third Young Master, did you fight with others outside? You told me to hide it."

Shen Qingchuan smiled slightly with his eyes bent, and said, "Well, it was a fight."

Huang Guihua's eyes widened. It was hard to believe that the gentle and refined Third Young Master would fight with someone else. That person must be a bastard. How could someone with such a good temper like the Third Young Master fight so easily.

If the Second Young Master or the Sixth Young Master had a bad temper, they would probably go to fight with others. In the past, the Second Young Master came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, hiding in his room for fear that the master would serve him badly.

"Prepare a plate of ice cubes and bring them to my room later. If other people ask me, just say I'm asleep." Shen Qingchuan ordered.

Shen Qingchuan's eyes are like stars quietly falling into the deep pool, faint and bright, the blooming lotus is soaked in frost, condensing a touch of cold fragrance, radiating coolness, with a clear and beautiful appearance.

Huang Osmanthus said bluntly, "Okay, Third Young Master."

Shen Qingchuan returned to his room. The layout of the room was very tidy, except for a few extra books on the table and a few sets of clothes in the closet. Those clothes were brand new, not worn once or twice. There are no other traces of living in it, just like a guest room that has been placed for a long time.

He sighed lightly, even if a needle fell in the quiet room, it would be clearly audible.

Shen Qingchuan held the pocket watch in his hand, and kept rubbing the fine patterns on it with his fingertips, suppressing the trace of bitterness in the corner of his mouth.

Bitter to the heart, like eating lotus seed heart.

"Tuk tuk!" There was a knock on the door of the room.

"Come in." Shen Qingchuan said.

Opening the door, Huang Osmanthus was holding a basin of ice cubes, with a clean towel on her arm, and said, "Third Young Master, I brought the ice cubes."

"Put it on the desk." Shen Qingchuan stood sideways by the window and said with his back to Huang Osmanthus.

"Third young master, do you want me to help you?" Huang Osmanthus felt that for a moment, the third young master stood there alone, as if he was about to melt into the autumn wind of the dead trees outside the window.

"No, just put it down, I'll do it myself."

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