Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

Although I don't know why Jiang Yu called himself "Han Yu", this name is exactly the same as the name Han Shiqing gave Jiang Yu after adopting him in his previous life. Such a coincidence made Han Shiqing feel suspicious.

It is suspected that Jiang Yu has also been reborn.

But this thought only flashed for a moment before being dismissed by Han Shiqing.

Because in his impression, if Jiang Yu is reborn, he will recognize his rebirth immediately, and he must know that he wants to kill him, so it is impossible to put a hot face on a cold ass like now, desperately going to the general's mansion make up.

Unless he's out of his mind.

It's just that he didn't expect that Jiang Yu was not only mentally ill, but also very ill.

"Sir." After thinking about it, since I met Mr., I can't lose the courtesy I should have.

Han Shiqing went down the steps to salute Lu Deshen, and said in a meaningful way: "I know that you are kind-hearted, sir, but you have only met this little beggar today, so you accept him as a schoolboy. I'm afraid it's not good?"

As he said that, he called Han Shan behind him, "Han Shan, there should be a few smart book boys in our house, and I will show them to my husband later..."

"No need." Lu Deshin interrupted him, shook his head with a smile, "He doesn't look like a child who would do bad things."

Han Shiqing: "..."

Not like a child who can do bad things?

It shouldn't be like a child who can do good deeds, right?

But Lu Deshen insisted so much, Han Shiqing couldn't help but say that Jiang Yu was acting to win people's sympathy without evidence, so he had to invite people in respectfully, and finally, he had to grit his teeth and ask the servants to prepare hot water and change clothes. clothes, send Jiang Yu to take a bath and change clothes.

After all, the teacher's order cannot be violated. Since Lu Deshen is so protective of Jiang Yu, he has no choice but to speak nicely to that person, and hold his anger in his stomach.

In the guest room, Jiang Yu immersed himself in the bathtub, enjoying the warmth of being wrapped in hot water, waiting for the cold air to escape from the cracks in his bones.

He stretched out his palm and pressed the position of the rib, the skin was bruised and purple, obviously suffered a serious injury.

"Hiss... cough, cough, cough..." Because of the touch, he gasped, but accidentally choked on the hot water, which caused a severe sore throat from the cold, and he coughed violently.

It took a long time to calm down his cough, Jiang Yu gasped for breath, and smiled awkwardly.

In this life, he had spoiled his body a lot in order to get close to Han Shiqing. He was deaf in his right ear, his ribs were almost broken by the kicks of little beggars who didn't know the severity, and his face was turned twice in a row. Anyone who looked at it felt miserable.

Speaking of which, Han Shiqing created this opportunity for him.

After all, Han Shiqing in his previous life never said that he would take the imperial examination, let alone ask his husband to come to his home to teach him.

The name of the young master of the General's Mansion is well-known in Yong'an City. He was such a wild man who suddenly said that he would take part in the imperial examination. Naturally, it spread all over the streets and alleys very quickly. Jiang Yu also heard about it two days ago.

Later, I heard that Han Jingyu invited Lu Deshen to be Han Shiqing's teacher. Lu Deshen knew him and was born with a soft heart. He was a clean official and a good teacher.

It only needs to use some small tricks, and Lu Deshin will definitely feel compassion for him.

Young age is his best disguise at present, and also his best advantage, so there is no need to use it for nothing.

It's even easier for the little beggars, giving them two taels of silver can make them so beautiful that they can't find the north, saving worry and effort.

Putting his arms on the wooden barrel, Jiang Yu slowly exhaled turbid air, looked at the complex structure of the brown roof above his head, frowned, and closed his eyes comfortably.

Han Shiqing couldn't get rid of him.

You can't get rid of it alive, and you can't get rid of it when you die.