The scene was embarrassing

"The Scene Was Very Embarrassing Once" Author: Dong Shi

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To put it simply, it is the story of the thief and Hao Jiyou making a bet, stealing the obscene pants of an upright person and being chased (kan) and killed (shang).

Eat it as a bedtime cookie.

Content tags: Rivers and lakes, grievances, joys, enemies, sweet essays

Search keywords: Protagonist: Tang Qi, Yan Shaoqing┃Supporting role: En┃Others: How stupid.

1.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Because where there are people, there will be love and hatred.

2.

Tang Qi is a thief.

The more famous ones.

He stole the rouge box of the most beautiful woman in the world, the wig of the leader of the martial arts, and half of the biscuits that Scholar Tan privately kept.

The next day, Scholar Tan couldn't touch the sesame seed cakes, and there were only rags left by Tang Qi in the crock.

The scholar chuckled and chased and killed Tang Qi for seven days and seven nights.

Tang Qi begged for mercy: "Hero, it's just a piece of biscuit, what's the matter?"

The scholar said: "I have been hungry for eight days, and I just rely on that piece of broken sesame seed cake to satisfy my hunger. Are you going to get along with me?"

Tang Qi was shocked: "A hero, you... Bigu?"

The scholar was so angry that he wanted to draw his knife and cut him: "You're the ass!"

...A hero, you don't know bp!Put the knife down!

The half of the biscuits had rotted long ago, Tang Qi hated it very much, and threw it away within two days after getting it.

Unexpectedly, Scholar Qin would kill for half a piece of biscuits.

The biscuits were not available, so Tang Qi had no choice but to ask Scholar Tan to rub a meal in the small shop.

Three taels of rice wine, two roast chickens, plus a plate of steamed buns and pickles.

Scholar Tan looked up at Tang Qi, snorted coldly, and sat down on the creaking wooden bench.

"Hero, since you have such martial arts, why do you have to rely on half a piece of sesame cake to satisfy your hunger?" Tang Qi asked while pouring wine for him.

"I'm not from the rivers and lakes." Scholar Tan poured a sip of wine into his mouth, his anger gradually eased, and said, "You don't have to call me a hero, just call me Scholar Tan."

"..." Tang Qi looked at Scholar Tan's tough facial features and muscular body, and he deeply felt that people in the world should not be known only by their names.

3.

Tan Shusheng is strong in martial arts, but he couldn't resist the feline disease that he fell asleep like a dead pig and couldn't be woken up by any noise. He finally stayed in a hotel for one night, and the next day he was so poor that he only had a few coppers left.

He wanted to go to Beijing to take the exam, but it would be too late to withdraw the money later, so he had no choice but to endure the hunger and move forward.

If Tang Qi hadn't insisted on leaving a piece of cloth in the jar in order to die, Tan Shusheng would probably have to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, pretending nothing happened.

But this idiot just did this, and it happened to draw out the anger that Scholar Tan had accumulated for a long time, and almost tore this handsome little thief into pieces.

Tang Qi said: "Hero Qin, it's not easy to live in the rivers and lakes. If I invite you to this meal, we will be settled."

Scholar Tan had just finished eating a chicken leg. After hearing Tang Qi's words, he raised his thick eyebrows and said, "I've been chasing you for seven days and seven nights. How can I get rid of it with just one meal?"

Tang Qi was silent for a while, and asked, "Then how can we settle the matter?"

Scholar Tan smiled: "At least five meals."

4.

Tang Qi thought he was unlucky.

It's not good for him to steal anyone, but he just wants to steal a scholar with a well-developed bicep.

This cliff is the worst thing he has ever done.

Fortunately, he followed Scholar Tan for a few days, and found that although this rough scholar was a bit shameless, he was still a close friend.

What's more, it's not a bad thing to have a friend with high martial arts skills. He has seen many people's moves in the world, but he can't see the origin of this scholar's martial arts.

Scholar Tan said: "My martial arts are nothing, I just need to be stronger with lightness."

This sentence is like a rich businessman shaking the gold ring on his hand and saying that I am not rich and I am not rich. To Tang Qi's ears, it is bullshit.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Scholar Tan said, "You haven't seen Yan Shaoqing from Jiangnan. Compared with him, I'm just flamboyant."

Tang Qi, who felt that he was being ridiculed invisible, smiled slightly and said, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Scholar Tan asked, "What bet?"

Tang Qi said: "I can steal his closest thing, do you believe it or not?"

Tang Qi was at the time when he was in high spirits, and his black grape-like eyes contained the arrogance and self-confidence of youth and frivolity.

Scholar Tan looked at him sideways, slapped the little thief on the head with his big palm, and said, "You can't even beat me, let alone Yan Shaoqing."

"Stealing doesn't care about martial arts strength, what matters is technique." Tang Qi bared his teeth and glared at him, then led the horse and strode forward a few steps.

Scholar Tan thought for a while, and felt that Tang Qi's self-confessed stealing skills were really inappropriate, so he quickened his pace to catch up, and asked, "If I make this bet with you, what are you going to steal from him?" thing?"

"I've been around for so long, and I've never heard of Yan Shaoqing." Tang Qi rolled his eyelids and said, "Brother Tan, since you know him, tell me, what's close to him?"

"This... I'm not very familiar with him. He belongs to Jianzong, so maybe the closest thing is the sword?"

Tang Qi also squinted at Scholar Tan, and said, "What's so great about stealing a sword? Why don't I bet that I can steal his underwear within a month, the one I'm wearing."

"What?" Scholar Qin was taken aback.

"Bet on whether I can steal his underpants." Tang Qi repeated it without burden, with a harmless smile on the boy's face, "Brother Tan, do you bet or not?"

... What kind of bet is this?

Tan Shusheng was suddenly glad that Tang Qi only stole half of his biscuits back then.

5.

Tang Qi sent Scholar Tan to the gate of the capital.

To be honest, he felt that it was still possible for Scholar Tan to become a general in the battlefield with his appearance, and the matter of Zhongjuren probably had to wait for his next life.

But he can't say, after all, he can't beat it.

Scholar Qin carried a few pancakes and steamed buns from Tang Qi on his back, and when he was about to enter the city, he turned his head and said: "The Yan Mansion is heavily guarded, if you can't get in, don't force it."

Tang Qi also told him: "The imperial examination is not easy. If you fail the exam, wait four years to take the exam again. Don't force it."

Scholar Qin smiled.

He was so kind, but the little thief turned his back on him.

Tang Qi also smiled.

He can even enter the imperial palace, let alone a small Yan Mansion.

Finally, the small emotions of being a little bit different were completely wiped out by this rough guy.

So the two shook hands for the last time before parting.

After Qin Shusheng entered Beijing and got into the carriage, he looked down at the four paw prints on his palm.

Tang Qi bought a horse in the outskirts of the city, and almost fell off when he got on the horse. After looking carefully, he found that his right hand was on the verge of being dislocated by Scholar Tan.

……

The so-called rivers and lakes are love and hatred, love and hatred intertwined.

6.

Jiangnan, Yan Mansion.

Flowers fly and butterflies are chaotic, and warblers sing on the eaves.

Young Master Yan stood in the center of the backyard.

His features are very handsome, but they seem to be covered with crushed ice, making people feel cold when they look at him.

Surrounded by a group of teenagers, they seemed to be waiting for him to do something.

He was holding a wooden sword in his hand, but this wooden sword was also shining with a cold light, as if as long as Yan Shaoqing moved, the sword tip would be stained with blood.

Yan Shaoqing's eyelids drooped, and the blade in his hand moved slightly. The teenagers didn't even see how his wrist moved, but they saw his cold eyes raised again, and looked lightly at the smiling old man in front of him.

The pendant of the fan in the old man's hand had already fallen into Yan Shaoqing's hand.

"Shaoqing," the old man didn't care about the fan pendant, and said with a smile, "Swordsmanship is used to kill people, and you don't need so many tricks."

Yan Shaoqing didn't answer, his eyes were still icy.

"Your father has been seriously ill in recent days. If you want, you can go and see him."

"Okay." Yan Shaoqing nodded slightly, and put the sword back at his waist.

He bypassed the old man, walked back to his house on the bluestone road.

7.

It wasn't until midnight that Tang Qi saw that the lights in Yan Shaoqing's room had dimmed.

He squatted on the tree, yawned, looked at the round moon on the eaves, and wondered when this young man would fall asleep.

After he came to Jiangnan, Yi Rong inquired about it, only to find out that the Yan family has only recently become famous in the Jianghu.

The head of the Yan family is not yet Yan Shaoqing, but his dying father Yan Moji.

Tang Qi had also heard of Yan Moji. This person was very persistent in swordsmanship, but he had no talent, and practiced for decades to no avail.A few years ago, some kind of martial arts arena was held. Yan Moji was already fifty-five-year-old, and ran up to fight in the arena. In the end, he was beaten down by a young girl. After returning home, he became seriously ill and quit. out of the rivers and lakes.

well.It really makes people cry.

However, his son Yan Shaoqing seems to have some talent for practicing swords.Tang Qi listened to the discussion with the people in the small shop, and found that Yan Shaoqing's sword is quite famous in the south of the Yangtze River, and he helped the government catch a big thief two months ago...

kindness.A robber was caught.

Tang Qi counted with his fingers, and felt that he hadn't done anything bad, and it was not in vain that Mr. Yan chased him.

In the Jianghu, whoever has the ability is the big boss, no matter what is stealing or robbing.

And now, he just wants to borrow Yan Shaoqing's obscene pants, and after showing it to Scholar Tan, he will send it back intact.

Tang Qi squatted on the tree branch for a while, then secretly pulled out a small pipe from the skirt of his clothes, and flew to Yan Shaoqing's window with light work.After confirming that there was no sound inside, Tang Qi poked a small hole in the window paper and blew the misty smoke from the small pipe into the room.

Hearing that Yan Shaoqing's martial arts are superb, he even pretended to prepare this mist three times as much as a normal person.

Although he is superb at stealing, he has to do some insurance work, lest Yan Shaoqing cut off his head as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Now seems to be the time for the guards to change shifts, and there is no one guarding Mr. Yan's door. Tang Qi waited for the effect of the mist to take effect, so he walked lightly.