illegitimate child

The women's precept center was established in Changtong in 20 years. The young ladies of the famous family have nuns in their homes, while those from poor families or defeated clans who cannot afford the nuns can be sent to the women's precept center.

The head of the women's precept center is the old lady in the palace, and Yiying is also the maid in the palace.But these old women have seen a lot of nasty things in the deep palace mansion, who can live to the age of leaving the palace and earn duty in the women's ring center?

They are rotten leaves in the ditch at the corner of the wall, the most unsightly fresh flowers, and the little ladies who were sent to them, when they went out, none of them looked like adults, they were all molded into exactly the same puppet decorations.

What's more, a few years ago, an old scholar had an only daughter. Because she was old enough to talk about marriage, the old scholar felt that her daughter would be spoiled and afraid that she would be disliked by her mother-in-law after marrying into her husband's family. Enter the women's preceptor.

Unexpectedly, the woman threw herself into the well within half a month after returning from the women's ring.The old scholar only had this girl, who cared for her and grew up, so she would not want to lose her life because of herself.With no way to ask for help, the old scholar felt guilty and uneasy, and followed him within a few months.

All the young ladies in Shangjing knew that the women's precept center was the place where their fathers, brothers and elders punished them.

Chang Niangzi heard that the women's preceptor was so frightened that her face was pale like a ghost, and she shrank even more, shouting incoherently that she wanted to see her brother.

The spectators around were silent as if they had died of conscience. A few people who were acquainted with Chang Juren sneaked out of the crowd to report the news, but they didn't dare to stop them face to face.

As soon as Liu Qu stretched out his hand, he wanted to pull Mrs. Chang up from the ground, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he fell out of the sky.

"Brother Liu, is Brother Liu okay?"

Liu Qu was supported by someone, and got up from the ground in a daze. He hadn't recovered from it yet, and when the dizziness stopped, he heard a very light laughing sound beside his ear, and his face flushed.Pushing away the person who helped him, he glared at the front and scolded, "Who did it!"

I saw a masculine man standing in front of him. He took off his outer robe and put it in front of Mrs. Chang, holding up the sky and the earth to block all taunting gazes.Wang Fuyang rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "The sages are loud and rude, gathering people to make trouble, is this your rule?"

The surroundings were silent for a moment, Liu Qu must have some courage, otherwise he would not have dared to be the first to jump out and murder Mrs. Chang. He also retorted: "Sages boasting of force, is this your rule?"

But Wang Fuyang ignored him, instead he said something to no one: "Get up, stand up if you don't want to be laughed at by others, no one can help you when you kneel on the ground." After finishing speaking, he looked at Liu with a half-smile. Qu, "There are no rules for beating people, what about beating dogs? There is a mangy dog ​​barking at the saint's temple with a slap in the face, what's wrong with me clearing the ashram for the saint?"

"Zhuzi, how dare you insult me ​​like this!" Liu Qu was so angry that he almost lost his temper. They are all educated people, but Wang Fuyang didn't play cards according to common sense, and he didn't speak civilized words. On the contrary, he didn't know what to do.With him, chickens and dogs lose their demeanor, and the cultural scolding is a little weak.

It's so annoying!

Fang Gui bared his teeth and opened the way. Before leaving, he turned his head and rolled his eyes at Liu Qu. Mrs. Chang followed Fang Gui unsteadily.

As soon as the three of them walked away, everyone in the temple exploded, all guessing the identity of the man dressed as an old farmer, only Liu Qu Sensen looked at Wang Fuyang's back, wondering what he was planning.

When Fang left the temple, he met a group of people. The leader was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, his body was thin, his face was sickly, his cheeks were sunken, and he was holding a big wooden stick in his hand. He looked like he was about to eat people. Chang Juren, who rushed to report the letter.

When Chang Juren saw Mrs. Chang, he was stunned for a while, as if he didn't expect Mrs. Chang to come out with her beard and tail. Mrs. Chang poked her head out from behind Wang Fuyang, and cried out with teary eyes, "Brother!"

"Snapped!"

Chang Juren walked around behind Wang Fuyang, swiped the stick, and slammed on Chang Niangzi, who held back her tears and said nothing.Chang Juren dragged her behind him, breathed a long sigh of relief, threw down the wooden stick and gave a deep salute to Gui above him, "Thank you son for helping my sister, I am very grateful. I also hope that benefactor will tell me where to go." She, after my sister is settled, I will definitely come to the door with a generous gift to thank you."

Fang Gui couldn't hold back his laughter, he didn't dare to accept the courtesies from Chang Juren and pointed to Wang Fuyang beside him, "I can't bear the courteousness of the young master, this is my master."

"You don't need to come to the door to thank you, it's just a matter of raising your hands. Friends with literature are waiting for you at any time, and the palace on Zhuque Street is waiting for you to come to the door." Wang Fuyang cupped his hands nonchalantly. He guessed that Chang Juren must be worried that his sister is not interested in greetings, so he led Fang Gui away first. step.

"Wang's Mansion on Zhuque Street?" Chang Juren murmured, there are quite a few families surnamed Wang in Shangjing, but the only one who can live in Zhuque Street is Jiangdong Wang's.

"It turned out to be him," Chang Ju came back to his senses, and thanked the people who reported the news before leading Mrs. Chang home.

This favor is too great.

Beijing is always full of flowers, the streets are filled with the flow of people coming and going, a lot of rouge and gouache are sprinkled in the Xiangshui River, and the river breeze is fragrant.

Fang Gui was still talking about how people often admit the wrong person, he was like a noisy old woman who couldn't find a reason to attack, and it was not easy to catch a flaw, and he wanted to spit out all the complaints he had accumulated all his life, "Master, you It’s been more than a year since I came back from Xiaolianshan, why can’t I still wear brocade and silk? Every day I wear coarse linen clothes, don’t say that others can’t recognize them, and I often wonder if my master was changed in Xiaolianshan. The young master who eats Qiongyu, why did he pretend to be frugal after several years of Taoism?"

"It's not that it's bad, it's inappropriate!"

Wang Fuyang was born in a prominent family when he was young, so he inevitably suffered from some common problems. He looked up at the sky with long eyes and could not see people on the ground.

He once met a Taoist priest with the Taoist name Qiu Xuzi, and had a bet with Qiu Xuzi because of his youthful spirit.There is a tree called "Meng" in the southern suburbs of Jiangdong. It is said that it blooms every 30 years and bears fruit every 30 years. It has the effect of curing all diseases.The local people believe in it deeply and regard it as the tree god, offering three sacrifices and six sacrifices every year.One year, the fruit was harvested overnight, and the people believed that a miracle had come to the world. The village official proposed to dedicate the fruit to His Majesty and the Taoist elders.

However, there was a child who secretly intercepted a fruit and fed it to his seriously ill biological mother. After eating it, the biological mother still died of serious illness. On the day of the offering, the child bluntly said that the divine fruit has no magical power and is just an ordinary fruit.

In the end, Mengcun was captured for the crime of deceiving the emperor and sent to prison.

At that time, Wang Fuyang believed that Mengcun suffered such an innocent disaster because the villagers were ignorant and believed in ghosts and gods.

But when he met a person on his way, he said: "The disaster in Mengcun came from man-made disasters."

Wang Fuyang sneered, "Who caused the disaster? Idiots? Idiots are not afraid, why did they cause disasters? Because of the ignorance of the villagers."

So he made a bet with Dao Li that if the disaster in Meng Village was caused by man-made disasters, Wang Fuyang would practice with Taoists for seven years.

A few months later, the governor of Jiangdong County was sacked, and his crimes are too numerous to describe.

The misfortune of Mengcun was also caused by him. The nephew of the county guard wanted to occupy the area of ​​Mengcun to build another courtyard. After being rejected by Mengcun Village, he had a vicious plan. He uprooted the tree in the dark and replaced it with an ordinary yellow wood that bears fruit. , the fruit is also a yellow fruit.

This is the miracle of the thousand-year-old tree bearing fruit overnight.

Even if there is no such thing as a child hiding the divine fruit, someone will stand up and frame Mengcun to deceive the king.

It is man-made disasters, greedy people, unpredictable people, and ruthless people.

Since then, Wang Fuyang has gone away with Qiu Xuzi and returned after seven years.

Wang Fuyang had long hands and long feet, and he left the chattering Fang Gui behind him in a short while.

"Master, you are wearing plain clothes, the marriage has been delayed for so long, you..."

Fang Gui refused to give up, thinking of the important task entrusted to him by the old lady, he insisted on being an admonishing minister, and persuaded the "emperor" to find his way back.

Wang Fuyang let the child run around without looking at the road. He didn't listen to what Fang Gui said. He was wandering thinking about an article he read this morning. The child who didn't look at the road finally stumbled.When he came back to his senses, he looked down and saw a child stepping on his boots, and his ass fell.

Wang Fuyang just wanted to pull the person up, but the child rolled his eyes and raised his head to make sure that he had not hit the person, then hugged his thigh and howled, "Father!" There was only thunder but no rain.

The voice was shrill and piercing.

In an instant, everyone on Qinglong Street all looked over.

Wang Fuyang's eyelids twitched violently, no.

At this time, a pale-looking woman in shabby clothes stripped away the crowd and came straight towards Wang Fuyang, calling helplessly: "Zhaoer," which should be the name of the crying child.

Because the woman did not wear a curtain, she was extremely eye-catching in the crowd, and even Wang Fuyang, who was hugged by the boy's leg, became the focus of the crowd.

Fang Gui was a careless person, he caught up panting and said in surprise, "Master, when did you have such a big son?"

Wang Fuyang had a dark face, bent over and pulled the boy, but the boy seemed to be growing on his lap, his hands were desperately holding on to the robe, his fingertips were about to dig into the flesh, and he couldn't do the cruel thing of kicking him out , I had no choice but to look at the woman who seemed at a loss, but actually approached step by step with purpose.

Messed with ghosts.

When the woman saw Wang Fuyang, she pretended to be surprised at first, then panicked and wanted to cry, her lips trembling, she hesitated to speak, "Psycho..."

Before the public words could be uttered, two people suddenly jumped out from the crowd. One covered the woman's mouth from behind and dragged her down like a dead pig. The other rushed to Wang Fuyang and squatted down.He grabbed the boy by the back of the neck like a chicken, and took him down, regardless of the boy's frightened eyes.

The incident happened very quickly, and before the onlookers could react, the stage of an almost staged confession of relatives was demolished.

Wang Fuyang raised his head with a feeling, and a person was sitting by the window on the fourth floor of Zhulou on the upper left, holding a wine glass in his hand, and sent him off from afar.

Looking at his appearance, which is not as good as a weak crown, he looks like a bright moon hanging high in the distance, with sparse eyebrows and bright eyes. Wang Fuyang understood, and he returned after saying hello, and walked to Zhulou to attend the appointment.

Since wine is an appointment, how dare you not come?

Waiting to go upstairs and see the people in Zhulou clearly, Wang Fuyang praised secretly, only today did he know the true meaning of Zhilan Yushu.

Song Ling got up to meet him, and said in a loud voice: "Let's do it on my own, and I hope you don't blame me." He drank the sake in the cup, "This cup is an apology to you, and I made people follow you for many days. Just now, the woman is a brothel. , if you let her entangle you, your reputation will be in jeopardy."