Datang broom star

"Aron."

"Come in."

Changsun Wuji withdrew his emotions.

The steward came in, "Ah Lang, someone from Wang Qi's side came and asked if Jia Ping'an had taken refuge in the husband."

Ok?

Changsun Wuji was puzzled, "Why do you ask like that?"

"It is said that Jia Ping'an is spreading the words of Mr. Xianggong outside, and all poems and articles are small stories."

In an instant, Changsun Wuji understood everything.

He said lightly: "This kind of foolish person..."

The steward understood, "Yes."

After going out, Zhou Xing waited in the front yard, and said with a smile, "What does Mr. Xiang say?"

"Stand still."

The steward said lightly.

Zhou Xing didn't know why, so he stood up straight.

The steward moved his wrist, and after a few rounds of competition, he slapped him away.

Snapped!

Zhou Xing was slapped in the face.

The steward scolded: "Msanggong said, such foolish people should be beaten!"

Zhou Xing went back in a daze and said, Wang Qi frowned, "Stand still!"

Zhou Xing's body was trembling.

Wang Qi came over holding the needle and thread, and poked him on the face, "Do you know why a certain person didn't ask, but let you go?"

Zhou Xing felt his face was bleeding, but he didn't dare to touch it, "I don't know."

Wang Qi sighed: "Because Jia Ping'an is the Emperor's man, unless the Xianggong agrees to protect him, he will not bow his head in front of the public. He is in Baiqi, that is the Emperor's place, and the Emperor can press him to death. You said... is it possible for him to bow his head to the husband?"

Zhou Xing suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

"You are stupid, and the others are even more stupid. I guess Mr. Wang is going to have a headache."

Later, someone came.

"My husband said it, let's refute the rumor!"

Wang Qi agreed, and as soon as the person left, he said sinisterly: "This matter is your fault, so, you went to find Jia Ping'an and made a fuss with him."

After making a fuss, everyone naturally knew that this was a rumor.

Zhou Xing went all the way to the south of the city. When he saw the dozen or so disgraced students, even though his heart was heavy, he still laughed.

"Laugh...laugh at your mother!"

It was Li Yuanying who cursed.

This does not meet the etiquette requirements of the clan.

But Li Yuanying is going crazy these days, no matter how demeanor he is.

Zhou Xing scolded, "Where is the broom star?"

what!

So kind?

More than a dozen students straightened up and winked at each other.

Here comes the opportunity to be lazy.

The rebellious young man Yang Yuan said righteously, "It's tolerable to dare to insult Mr...."

Chen Bao raised his arms and shouted, "I can't bear it!"

Li Yuanying concluded, "Do it!"

More than ten students rushed over.

Bah!

Li Yuanying kicked Zhou Xing down, Yuchi Xunyu picked him up again, and punched him down.

blah blah blah!

The foreman, that is, the little official, had seen this scene a long time ago, but stood by and watched. Later, he felt that another fight would kill someone, so he said, "It's almost there!"

Li Yuanying glanced back at him, the little official shivered, "Someone is going to die."

"Work!"

Li Yuanying yelled, and more than a dozen students left. Zhou Xing was lying on the ground with bruises all over his body, staring blankly at the sky.

Why me?

Yang Yuan gave him a sip, and scolded: "You bitch, how dare you scold Mr."

Work is hard.

Yang Yuan looked at the palm of his hand, the blisters there had been worn away, which also benefited from the experience of those civilian husbands.

"Picking dirt!"

Yang Yuan spat into the palm of his hand and took up the burden.

Half of the soil in the basket is very different from the full basket of soil next to the peasants, but this is already Yang Yuan's limit.

He bent down to pick up the load, only to feel a pain in his shoulder.He gritted his teeth and straightened up, staggered a bit, then walked forward steadily.

The folk husbands all laughed, "It looks like a young man of gold and jade, but he suffers with us."

Go up the slope of the pile of dirt, and then pour the dirt into the form, and someone will tamp it down later.