After time travel, I became a talented lady

Deqing has been staying behind closed doors for the past few days, staying in the study to study policy discussions. Er Shunzi knocked on the door while staring at the empty space and replied: "Second Master, the uncle of the county captain's family has invited you to a poem contest in the small building. The boy at the second door is waiting for you." He said that he also made an appointment with Mr. Liu and Mr. Zhang."

Cheng Deqing said in a deep voice: "Don't pay attention. Just refuse all invitations from now on."

Er Shunzi frowned, "I'm afraid I might offend someone."

Cheng Deqing sneered: "Am I afraid of them?"

Er Shunzi didn't say anything, and Cheng Deqing stopped reading, so he was going to go out to the bookstore to see if there were any new strategies.

Li Gong, a close minister of the emperor, was good at policy and argumentation. The emperor once praised him, "Li Gong's policy and argumentation is unparalleled in the world." As a result, students all over the world imitated Li Gong one after another, and books stores with relevant backgrounds would publish new chapters about Li Gong from time to time.

The master and the servant rode to the Songzhai bookstore on Pengbei Street.

Passing by the entrance of Yongsheng Street, a group of people happened to come out. The leader was the uncle of the county captain's family. He had a dogtail grass in his mouth and a chicken coop in one hand. Seeing Cheng Deqing, he spat out the dogtail grass with a "bah" sound and said in a strange way.

"I wonder why today is so unlucky. It turns out that I met Mr. Cheng. Why, I kept urging and asking for help but refused to give him face. Mr. Cheng doesn't look down on me anymore."

Cheng Deqing cupped his fists in greeting and said coldly, "Brother Gao, I'm just feeling unwell recently and can't go out. I hope Brother Gao will take care of you."

Uncle Gao returned his hand and handed the chicken coop to the boy, walked up to him, and said with a sinister smile, "Then I don't feel any discomfort now. Come on, follow me to the small building. There's a new girl who's pretty and pretty. She'll be waiting for us brothers." The two of you go and freshen up."

Cheng Deqing stretched out his hand to separate Uncle Gao's paws, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Gao, please forgive me, my wife is jealous, she likes me very much, and I'm afraid of hurting her heart, so I might not be able to make the trip."

"Okay, okay," Uncle Gao high-fived and laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"I can tell that Mr. Cheng doesn't look down on me anymore. If he doesn't join in with me, he will have to be noble. Okay, I'll put my words here today. Kneel down, kowtow to me, and call me Grandpa Gao. I won’t embarrass you anymore.”

A group of boys behind Uncle Gao laughed loudly, and some of them shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay me from going to the cockfight."

Cheng Deqing stopped Er Shunzi, who was about to rush forward, with a playful smile on his face.

"What should I do if I don't obey?"

"Then you give me a thousand taels of silver, and I will raise my noble hand." Uncle Gao pretended to look at his hands, ah, when will there be dirt between the nails? Damn it, it will damage my romantic image!

"Oh, wishful thinking!" Cheng Deqing sneered.

"Hit me, the son of a merchant, I'm giving you face! You are the only one who deserves to play prostitute with me!" Uncle Gao became angry with embarrassment.

A group of minions rushed around, all gearing up, and the momentum was huge. Uncle Gao smiled proudly, and the boy next to him laughed and said:

"Now kneel down and apologize to our master. Our master is magnanimous and can forget the past."

Cheng Deqing chuckled twice, rolled up his robe and tied it around his waist in a calm movement, as if he was about to sit down and eat casually. Uncle Gao said to himself: Just be aware of the current affairs! Unexpectedly, it was too late and too soon, a heavy punch hit Uncle Gao hard on the face, who was unprepared and grinning with his teeth bared.

"Oh my God, it hurts so much, ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon, his face was covered with snot, tears, and nosebleeds.

When the boys saw this, they all rushed forward. Er Shunzi also rolled up his sleeves and started fighting with three heads and six arms. Cheng Deqing practiced martial arts when he was young. Although he was not proficient in it, he was more than good at fighting. His fists could see the flesh and his palms could bring evil. Er Shunzi's face was brightened, he didn't cry out in pain, he just gritted his teeth and fought hard.

The people nearby came to watch, and there was even a bold person in the crowd who said that the gangster was in trouble, everyone come and see...

Uncle Gao's personal servant saw that his brothers were weak and watched the crowd slowly gathering around him. Fearing that a big disturbance would be caused, he hurriedly dragged Uncle Gao away who was mourning. Uncle Gao refused and swore, "Cheng Deqing , just wait for me! I can’t kill you!"

Cheng Deqing also received a punch in the face. He glanced at Er Shunzi and saw that he also had flesh wounds and nothing serious. Then he let out a "hiss" sound and was hit on the lower jaw. He looked at Uncle Gao and his group, and raised the corners of his mouth. A sneer.

Next time, I won't beat him until he hides when he sees me.

Er Shunzi spat, a county captain's brother-in-law dared to be so arrogant, just relying on the money of being a county captain! One day the county captain falls, let's see how arrogant you are!

The master and the servant both had bright faces and were full of energy. They walked into the bookstore arrogantly. The shopkeeper saw that these two people were not easy to mess with, so he served them diligently, and helped them one after another. The second master brought the books over for screening. At least this evil star was sent away.

The two of them walked out of Pengbei Street and crossed the bridge. They saw the pink-faced man talking with saliva splashing all over his face. His voice was full of emotion and sadness.

Liu Lanzhi "took off her skirt, took off her silk shoes, and went to the clear pool." The group of young ladies and old ladies below all burst into tears. They cried and cursed. The old pious women who deserved to die were all women. Why did they force them to do so? People are like this, why should a woman embarrass a woman?

Cheng Deqing stopped and listened for a while, and couldn't help but laugh when he thought of Liu Yunniang holding her cheek with her hands and biting the tip of her pen while writing hard. She might as well have been secretly noticed by a young lady who was fascinated by Cheng Deqing's elegance and didn't want Liu Lanzhi to be there. Throwing himself into a river, this young man could actually laugh.

She spat at Cheng Deqing on the spot and said angrily, "Men are not good people. You can laugh when you watch Lanzhi drowning in the river. You are a black-hearted man. Any woman who marries you is blind."

Hearing this, a group of young ladies and old ladies stared viciously at the evil-hearted man in front of them.

Er Shunzi was about to rush up to argue, but Cheng Deqing stopped, looked at them coldly, turned around and left. Er Shunzi cursed angrily, "It's bad luck!"

Cheng Deqing still looked like a handsome and handsome young man. He left the bookstore, walked around the stone road, and was about to turn around when another old gentleman came across from him, walking alone.

Taking a closer look, it was Mr. Su from the library.

The master and the servant could no longer shake.

Cheng Deqing dismounted hurriedly, stood on the side of the road, bent down and bowed his knees, and saluted his husband, his face and eyes were respectful, not as arrogant as during a fight.

Mr. Su looked at his former favorite student, who now had a bruised chin and messy hair. His eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, which made him unbearable to look at. He expected that he had been fighting all day long without any knowledge or skills, and he couldn't help but grow taller. 's sigh.

Cheng Deqing listened to this sigh of hatred, his scalp was numb, his heart was sad, and he felt guilty, and he didn't dare to look up at his husband.

"Deqing, you were admitted as a scholar when you were fourteen years old. You are a famous young student in Qiantang County. I am very proud of you as a teacher. Your father always feels that your ancestors have blessed you. There are successors in the Cheng family. That year you suddenly dropped out of school and became a teacher. You didn’t tell me your reasons. I knew that you must have a knot in your mind, so I stopped forcing you. Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. You are now seventeen years old, and you can’t delay it any longer. Deqing, listen to me. A word of advice from the teacher: a prodigal son will never be able to exchange for gold, and it is not too late!"

Cheng Deqing raised his head and looked at his husband, who had been persuading him many times over the past two years. He felt moved as if he were seeing his deceased grandfather. He bowed his head and said, "The student has let you down. Now he has regretted it and is preparing to take the government examination next year."

After hearing what he said, Mr. Su was like a bachelor who found a treasure on the street and found his wife. He immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes, and he kept saying:

"Okay, okay, okay, if you say this, I can rest assured, Deqing, I believe in you!" As he said this, Mr. Su started to cry.

Cheng Deqing hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed and said, "It's the students' fault that makes you worry."

Mr. Su supported Cheng Deqing with both hands and said with a hearty smile: "As a teacher, you have been like this all your life. As a teacher, I hope that you will succeed in your career and succeed in the palace."

Cheng Deqing sent Mr. Su back home. Mr. Su lost his son in middle age and his wife in his later years. He was lonely and disheartened, so he retired and returned to his hometown. He moved from Shangjing to Qiantang, taught in a bookstore, and lived a quiet life.

Cheng Deqing took another look at the housekeepers and ladies serving in the Su Mansion. They must serve them carefully, otherwise they will serve with a stick and drive away the seller.

The servants all obeyed and said yes. They were all afraid of this great master and did not dare to be careless.

The master and the servant said goodbye and returned home. They were silent all the way and felt heavy in their hearts. When they arrived at the door, Cheng Deqing let out a deep breath that was weighing heavily on his heart.

Ugh!

If he hadn't been so impulsive back then, perhaps my husband's hair wouldn't have turned so gray.

then……