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It was a July day, the sky was slightly cloudy, and there was a light rain outside.

The young man came down from the sedan chair, his body was wrapped in a winter snow fur, but his face was pale, and his frowning showed his physical discomfort.

The servant opened the door of the courtyard.

He raised his hand, pressed his lips and coughed a few times in a low voice, and was about to go in when he saw a waist-length child running out from the main room to meet him.

"Father."

Luo Mang called out.

Luo Shi hummed slightly, walked towards the inner room with strides, and asked as he walked, "How is the homework assigned to you before you leave?"

"It's all done."

The two walked in, Luo Mang dismissed the servants and closed the door.

"What happened?" he asked.

Luo Shi shook his head slightly, and didn't say anything. He even raised his hand to refuse when he wanted to help him take off the wet white fur. The first sentence he said was: "Bring your homework here, let me see."

It was rare for him not to be laughing and joking, and his pale brows and eyes had a serious expression, and the whole space was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

problem occurs.

His heart sank.

Luo Mang handed over the homework, a thick stack of paper, filled with his conceptual explanation.

Luo Shiwei turned a page and frowned.

On the second and third pages, he turned faster and faster, and his expression became more serious.

"Luomang..."

Luo Zhi sighed slightly.

"It was my fault."

Luo Shiwei didn't need to scold him, the little boy had already opened his mouth, his face was covered with a gloomy dark color, his voice was deep and hoarse, and he said introspectively: "After coming to Beijing, I was so greedy for the easy time that I didn't think about making progress, so that I made progress. Very little, become a waste who not only can't protect the people around him, but also hurts others."

This kind of self-shaming, which was almost masochistic, came out of his mouth sentence by sentence.

Luo Mang clenched his hands into fists, and he bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from revealing more emotions, but his eyes were already flushed.

He knew that something must have happened to Luo Shiwei.

With Lou Jihui's insidious means, how would he treat him?

Whip?Punish to kneel?

No, how could it be that simple.

Because Luo Zhiwei wanted to protect him, he had to suffer so much bullying and torture from that stray dog ​​today, and how hard he had to deal with it, to come back alive.

Thinking of this, his lips trembled uncontrollably, almost uncontrollable anger and shame hovering in his heart.

Today's him, how can he have the qualifications to covet ease and enjoyment, a waste who can't even protect his closest people!

Luo Zhiwei sighed and said, "Aman, I don't know how long I can protect you, I always feel that time is running out."

"I know."

The little boy's heart trembled, his voice was hoarse, but unusually firm, he said: "I will grow up as quickly as possible."

Even if he uses any means, even if Yu Lou Jihui wants to become more vicious and vicious, he still has to make himself stronger.

One day, he will chop the building back into pieces, and smash all the people in this world who have hurt Luo Shiwei to pieces, and smash their bones into ashes!

Only in that way can he truly protect the people around him.

Countless dark thoughts surged in the bottom of my heart, and the boy's eyes flickered, as if he was already a black mud spirit who was about to mature.

Luo Shiwei nodded in relief, and said, "Since you have this awareness, it's good, go and copy the Analects of Confucius to consolidate your knowledge."

"it is good."

He agreed without hesitation to Luo Shiwei's request to copy the book.

Satisfied, Luo Shiwei added a sentence before returning to the room: "Remember to copy it according to your father's handwriting, don't reveal it."

Leakage, exposure?

The little brat was thinking about countless plots and schemes in his mind, he couldn't help being startled when he heard the words, and asked hesitantly, "What revealing?"

His sluggish brain slowly returned to normal, he grasped the key point, and asked sharply, "Did someone force you to copy the book?"

"Well, since Lou went back to that dead dog, he knew that I was not good at learning, so he forced me to copy the Four Books and Five Classics. Is he a human?"

Luo Shiwei was heartbroken and cursed. After cursing, he pointed at the little boy and said confidently, "That's why Dad needs you to grow up!"

Growing up, I started by cheating on my father's homework.

The boy's expression froze.

"He didn't make you kneel in the rain, didn't hurt you, or tortured you, but asked you to copy books?" Luo Mang asked in disbelief.

Luo Shiwei asked straightforwardly: "Do you think copying books is not excessive enough?"

"..."

"..."

The brat was full of dark thoughts and only wanted to kill, like a punctured ball, his thoughts were useless in an instant.

What kind of dog is this?What a waste of emotion!

He copied his own article, turned around and walked away with a dark face, without even wanting to look at Luo Shiwei again.

Luo Shiwei shouted behind him: "Remember to copy the book!"

"Luo Zhiwei, sooner or later you will die because of your unreliability!"

Bang!

With the cub's roar, the bedroom door was violently closed.

"Tsk."

Luo Shiwei shrugged boredly.

It explodes as soon as it is teased, the little brat is really easy to bully.

Luo Shiwei went back to the house to change out of his wet clothes, and after taking a bath, he fell asleep soundly.

When I woke up the next day, I didn't see the little boy who always got up early, but I received the news that Luo's parents had visited.

The original pair of parents with simple heads.

"not see."

While gnawing on his breakfast, he told his servants, "Tell them, there is no need to meet, I won't go back to live, and neither will their grandson, go back and wash up early and sleep in the cage."

His ruthless answer made it completely conceivable that Luo Yushi would be so angry that he vomited blood.

But so what.

Not to mention, there is no way for him to move out now, and even if he could, he would not return to the Luo family. It is too dangerous to live with the Yushi family. Sooner or later he will be killed by them, so it is better to leave as soon as possible.

"Yes, my lord."

Seeing that he had almost eaten, the servants asked thoughtfully: "It's getting late, do you want to change your clothes for the morning court?"

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhiwei leaned on the back of the chair, waved his hands, and said lazily: "I won't go. Tell the governor that I copied "The Analects of Confucius" overnight, and I haven't closed my eyes yet. Ask for leave."

servant:? ? ?My lord, you didn't seem to go to the study room last night, did you?

Yes, open your eyes and talk nonsense.

In the end, looking at the adults who went back to the house to sleep and sleep in the cage, he could only bite the bullet and return the words to the governor.

Unexpectedly, after Lou Jihui heard his statement, he knew it was false, but he didn't get angry at all.

He chuckled lightly, looked back at Shen Gao, and said, "You see, he's used to be proud of being favored."

Shen Gao muttered: "That's what the Governor is used to. Now he is like a little traitor next to a big treacherous minister. The bad ones are like a nest."

"It's interesting to get used to it once in a while."

Lou said so, he walked out of the hall with long legs, was about to get on his horse and enter the palace, suddenly looked at the handyman, and said casually: "Tell him to catch up on sleep, come to my study in the afternoon, I will personally Supervise his copying."

"……Yes!"

"Personally supervise???"

Luo Zhiwei looked at the handyman in shock, and asked questioningly: "He said he was spoiling me? Is he arrogant? Whose favorite servant has to copy books after doing bad things with his immediate boss? The big boss even personally supervised!"

The handyman didn't understand what the "big boss" was, so he replied tremblingly: "My lord, that's what the governor said!"

"There is a problem with the supervisor's cognition!"

Luo Zhiwei cursed and muttered as he walked into the room: "If I had known this, I might as well not have come to Dongchang. Wouldn't it be fun to be a drunken slut!"

"You took the initiative to deliver it to the door."

A cold voice pierced him.

As soon as Luo Zhi raised his eyes, he saw Luo Mang coming from the study room. He was dressed in neat and decent clothes, his long hair was carefully combed, his face was cold, and his eyes were still faintly blue and black.

The little boy looks like a ferocious person who is not easy to provoke.

"Good afternoon, son, but don't tell me you haven't slept all night." Luo Zhiwei observed his expression and asked suspiciously.

What responded to him was Luo Mang's rebellious and cold "heh".

Unlimited ridicule.

Luo Zhiwei was heartbroken: "Nizi, what kind of attitude do you have? You are disobedient and unfilial, and it breaks your father's heart!"

The little boy threw the two books in front of him with a blank expression.

A book was blown by the wind, and a page was gently opened, and the words "The Analects of Confucius" were written in ink that had just dried.

The other book is "The Doctrine of the Mean".

All are hand-copied.

Luo Shiwei looked at him in shock, his tone changed drastically, and he said in surprise, "Son, you wrote this? My precious Aiko stayed up all night and copied two books for Daddy?"

Oh my god, what kind of fairy son is this?

Not only did he complete the task Luo Shiwei gave him, but he also wrote an extra book. In an instant, two-ninths of Luo Shiwei's homework was completed.

Rebellious son becomes love son on the spot.

The little boy had a cold face, and he didn't like this at all, he just said: "Do you think I'm doing it for you? I just want to learn more and grow up quickly. Don't be too sentimental."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left disdainfully.

Luo Zhiwei didn't expose it, and showed a bewildered smile, very gentle, and asked warmly: "Okay, eldest son, go to catch up on sleep, daddy asked you to prepare soup for you, and drink it when you wake up.

We are not in a hurry for the other seven books, we will copy them when you have a rest, Daddy loves you. "

The little boy paused.

With his back turned to Luo Shiwei, he gritted his teeth fiercely, as if he wanted to scold something, but in the end he left aggressively.

—Shameless!

The first lesson he learned while following this dog daddy was to be shameless!

If he has such a face, maybe one day, he can really bring down the building with shamelessness and take back the Jin family!

When the time comes... Heh.

If there is such a day, he will lock this unreliable dog father in the deep palace, and invite a group of old masters to give him courtesy, justice and shame every day!

Yes, there must be no beauty left in the palace, not even male or female eunuchs!

Luo Zhiwei didn't know yet that his cheap son was so angry that he even thought about how to "care for the aged" for him. That afternoon, he took these two books and happily rushed into Lou Jihui's study room.

"Master!"

Luo Zhiwei was impassioned: "Yanqing is not very knowledgeable, and she is ashamed of trusting the governor. After going back last night, she was ashamed, so she stayed up all night and copied two scriptures. Please look over them!"

"is it?"

Lou raised his eyebrows back, raised his hand to pick up one of the books and flipped through it. The scrawled characters looked like praying mantises were crawling over it, completely unsightly.

It was Luo Shiwei's font.

Looking at Luo Zhiwei again, the young man's face was magnanimous, full of righteousness, without the slightest bit of guilt.

Luo Shiwei is very proud, because his son really worked hard at copying, and in order to fit his handwriting, he worked so hard to make it look like this.

How touching.

however……

"Your son did a good job of copying, you put your heart into it." Lou Ji returned a casual tone, looked at him with a half-smile, and ruthlessly pierced it.

Luo Shiwei's expression froze, and he complained bitterly: "I know, it must be the handyman who tipped off the news. I told him not to talk nonsense, but you discovered it."

"But Governor, you let me copy by myself, it's really embarrassing for Yanqing!"

Luo Shiwei was heartbroken, and was about to make a long speech, taking the opportunity to make him change his mind, when there was the sound of a fan running outside, and an anxious shout:

"Supervisor, something has happened, Fuzhou is in chaos, and the refugees are rebelling!"

Inverted?

Luo Shi was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously looked back upstairs.

But seeing the governor's eyes sinking, the long and narrow phoenix eyes were dark and terrifying, he took the secret letter and looked at it twice, the corners of his lips curled up in a shocking arc, and then looked at Luo Shiwei, but it was elusive An opaque chuckle.

He said, "Yanqing, here comes your chance to commit crimes and make meritorious deeds."