Villain: Hold The Female Devil's Thigh Tightly While She's Still Young

After Zhao Owl left, only the old man Zhao Qingpei was left in the entire backyard.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Qingpei bowed slightly.

The old man also turned around slowly, his gray beard hiding an old face.

"I didn't see you so polite at the banquet."

The awe-inspiring righteousness exuded by the old man in front of him was already familiar to Zhao Qingpei.

It was the Literary Sage, the Literary Sage who had already half-stepped into the status of a saint, but his Taoist heart was broken and his realm fell as Zhao Qingpei said.

"Mr. Wen Sheng, following Sister Owl here, I don't know..."

Of course, I still have to be a little polite. At the previous banquet, I spent half an hour in advance to write "Xia Ke Xing" with all my concentration.

Relying on the awe-inspiring righteousness of the song "Xia Ke Xing", he could barely overwhelm Wen Sheng with the powerful awe-inspiring righteousness.

The awe-inspiring righteousness remaining in my body now is no more than one ten thousandth of the song "Xia Ke Xing" at the banquet.

He still knows how much he weighs.

Haoran's righteousness is like a flowing stream in him, and it won't leave much behind if it goes away.

Unless Zhao Qingpei insists on writing every day... or copying poems.

Just one "Xia Ke Xing" almost cost him half his life. Zhao Qingpei doesn't have the courage to continue trying other poems for the time being.

What ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty?

Waiting for the heroic spirit of the poem to pass through the battlefield, in other words, Zhao Qingpei himself could not bear it.

"I am no longer a literary saint. Master, you can call me by my name, Zhu Qingshan."

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm afraid the Zhao family still can't accommodate a giant Buddha like you."

Zhao Qingpei did not call Wen Sheng by his real name.

What the literary saint is called has nothing to do with me.

Sister Zhikai Owl and others just wanted to prevent more people from knowing about the old guy's appearance in the Zhao Mansion.

If this spreads out, the two princesses will come to visit, and the Wen Sheng will enter the Zhao Mansion.

If I were the emperor, the first person to operate would be the Zhao family.

Hearing Zhao Qingpei's words, Zhu Qingshan was not surprised at all.

"I am a useless person. The Literary Sage has ceased to exist in name only. I am just a bad old man."

"Feel sorry."

Zhao Qingpei still only responded with two words.

He didn't care about Wen Sheng's purpose, he didn't want to be involved with Wen Sheng anymore.

"I know that you are afraid that the loss of balance in the court will bring disaster to the Zhao family. But in fact, my fall into the realm of the Zhao family has become a thorn in the emperor's heart. I can help your Zhao family to survive this situation smoothly. A long period of time gives you enough time to grow.”

Laughing to death...

He said that he would give the Zhao family enough time to spend their time smoothly.

Zhao Qingpei really wanted to go up and pinch this old man's cheeks and pat his old face. How could he have such great ability when his realm had fallen.

But Zhao Qingpei didn't move. He just looked at Zhu Qingshan, waiting for him to give him enough chips.

He was well prepared to stand here. Zhao Qingpei just wanted to see all the bottom of Zhu Qingshan.

"The only person with prestige in the court is not the emperor, but the Supreme Emperor. The Supreme Emperor is old and has stopped asking questions for a long time. However, the Supreme Emperor and I had some connections before he became the emperor. It can be considered that I have some merits in serving the dragon. I A piece of paper can make the Zhao family worry-free for twenty years."

Zhao Qingpei's face was covered with black lines.

I thought it was a good idea.

Not to mention the Supreme Emperor's state of dying at any moment.

If the letter hadn't been delivered, the Emperor would have been in trouble, and this letter would become a reminder for the Zhao family.

In this book, the emperor is almost unable to hold on, and he is probably going to get cold in a few years. He is still telling me that he and the Supreme Emperor have the power to follow the dragon.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Zhao Qingpei still couldn't help it. Is this guy really a half-saint? My brain is no longer working.

"Sir, please leave quickly. The Zhao family has no food to eat."

"Wait! I'm not begging for food, I have another way."

Zhao Qingpei couldn't help but push Zhu Qingshan towards the backyard.

When a handful of old bones touched Zhao Qingpei's body, his whole body went limp.

His body collapsed to the ground and he rolled on the ground deliberately, his whole body rolling on the ground.

! ! !

You are poisonous!

Give me a try here.

Zhao Qingpei really wants to give him a kick, the old guy is so mean! !

"There's no point in rolling around. Sir, please leave quickly. I won't be embarrassed if my servants carry him out later."

"No! I want to be here! You must teach me what the unity of knowledge and action is, what knowledge is the beginning of action, and action is the completion of knowledge."

Zhao Qingpei felt ten thousand horses galloping past in his heart.

This is the core of Wang Yangming’s philosophy of mind. If I had understood it thoroughly, I would have been a saint long ago!

"Stop making trouble and get up quickly."

"No!! I'm beating someone!! The young master of the Zhao family is abusing the elderly!!"

Zhao Qing and Pei were numb.

I kept everyone away because I didn't want people to know that Wen Sheng had been to Zhao Mansion.

Is this old guy really a literary saint?

He's a total scoundrel!

"Gu boy, Gu boy, come out quickly! After all, I am also your former teacher. Once a teacher, always a father. Are you just going to watch your old father being beaten?"

Totally like a scoundrel yell.

Zhao Qingpei felt embarrassed when he heard this.

This kind of person must not stay in Zhao Mansion. If he is caught, he will die without knowing.

Zhao Qingpei was rolling up his sleeves and was about to gag Zhu Qingshan's mouth when Mr. Gu Wei's voice came.

"Teacher, you are still the same as always...maintain your original intention."

Gu Wei has long observed the situation here, and he knows the character of his former teacher Wen Sheng (Zhu Qingshan) best.

After seeing Gu Wei come out, Zhu Qingshan also got up from the ground.

He patted the dust stained by rolling on the ground.

Perhaps seeing Gu Wei, Zhu Qingshan put on a bit more pretense.

"You have a conscience, kid."

"Teacher, you can stay in Zhao Mansion, but I have two conditions."

Zhao Qingpei looked at the smile on Gu Wei's face.

With that standard smile, he knew that the Zhu Qingshan in front of him was miserable.

That iron-clad, deceiving smile.

Zhu Qingshan suddenly smiled when he heard Gu Wei's words. The gaping front teeth are shining brightly in a smile.

"As long as I can stay here, I agree to any conditions."

"Okay! I knew the teacher would still be as harsh as ever!"

Gu Wei first praised him. It was obvious that Zhu Qingshan was very useful. The smile on his face became deeper and he kept nodding his head in agreement with Gu Wei's words.

Zhao Qingpei smelled the smell of a big pit.

Seeing the smile on Zhu Qingshan's face getting bigger and bigger now, Zhao Qingpei wanted to see the dark expression on Zhu Qingshan's face after he was tricked.

"Teacher, the conditions are very simple."

"Condition 1: If you want to stay in the Zhao Mansion, you must renounce your previous identity. You can only be a servant of the Zhao Mansion. Remember not to reveal your identity as a servant."

"My...servant?"

After hearing these two words, the smile on Zhu Qingshan's face disappeared.

Zhao Qingpei almost couldn't hold it in anymore.

Bamboo green shirt.

Master Literary Saint, why don't you laugh?

Are you born not to laugh?