Fang Qing once thought that this guy Song Bastard was a guy who ate soft rather than hard. However, when he watched Song Juren being pressed on the spring bench today, and then the thick thorn strip was directly picked up high and hit down hard, and Song Juren didn't struggle or beg for mercy, he still felt that his consistent view of Song Bastard was wrong. This kid still knows right from wrong.

However, then he heard a scream like killing a pig - whoa!

Immediately after, Song Bastard's familiar scolding sounded: "I failed my mother, but you are not her, even if the family law is not so heavy, is this to kill someone...... Oh! Stop, you stop me! If you fight again, you will die...... Oh! Let me tell you, I am the emperor's favorite person, otherwise how could I pass five levels and kill six generals...... Oh! ”

Song Juren's chatter was mixed with the same screams without any creativity, Fang Qing was angry and funny at first, but then he heard Song Bastard begin to curse the Guangdong Song family's mercenary style that was hidden under the appearance of meritocracy, and his original banter thoughts gradually turned into nothing, and he couldn't help but ponder carefully.

And Song Huishou, who seemed to be holding Zhizhu at first, gradually became ugly with a face. He left Fang Qing by his side, originally just to be a witness, and by the way to add some psychological pressure to his nephew, after all, no one wanted his rival to see him being beaten, and when the time came, he ordered him to stop, but he didn't expect that Song Juren's big mouth would even bring the entire family inside.

Annoyed and angry, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Plug this kid's mouth for me, and then give him twenty wattles, which can be regarded as teaching him a lesson on behalf of his mother!" "Anyway, the thorns have been removed, so I can't do anything good!

"My mother won't teach me like this, even if she pumps me, she won't work so hard, hey!" After being beaten again and letting out a miserable scream, Song Juren's mouth was finally re-stuffed with a gag cloth, and then the whole person was also tightly tied to the spring stool. However, the man who had been executed just now did not make any more moves, but looked at Song Huishou with a blue face with some hesitation.

And Fang Qing saw enough of it, and hurriedly stood up, just with a face full of righteousness and sternness: "Song Huishou, you have to teach the younger generation, and I should not interfere as an outsider, but you are not the patriarch of the Song clan, nor is you the father of this kid, you should not pretend to be the elder, and do such lynching!" ”

Song Juren, who had just been beaten so painfully that he screamed, finally got such a respite, and immediately wanted to clap his hands and praise Fang Qing. However, at this time, his hands and feet were tied, his mouth was blocked, and he could only struggle to make a sound of uh-huh, but the support did not happen, but he made himself look even more pitiful.

Realizing this, he immediately shut up, but tried his best to raise his head, hoping to see Song Huishou's reaction. However, the back of Fang Qing's head just covered his gaze tightly, so angry that he almost wanted to scold his mother for revenge - of course he couldn't scold it......

When he had just taken off Fang Qing's hood and gag cloth and loosened it, Song Hui had done it himself—regardless of whether Yue Shanchang had expelled people from the door wall, but people were lifted after all, and he had lived in Zhang Yuan with his nephew before, so he naturally wouldn't fall into the ground. So at this moment, when he treated Fang Qing's persuasion, he was definitely much more polite and polite than when he faced Song Juren just now.

"Virtuous nephew, don't you know, I really hate iron and steel, and I'm really worthless for his mother!"

Originally, if he planned to move Song Juren with affection and reason, Song Huishou simply took it out to deal with Fang Qing at this time. He emotionally told Fang Qing that Song Juren's mother had worked hard to raise him for him to study, and moved his home three times in order to have a stable study environment...... Anyway, the stories of ancient and modern virtuous mothers were all changed by him and moved to Song Juren's mother.

So much so that Song Juren himself couldn't help but wonder, when did his own Hedong lion roar and manage the strong mother who was so cowardly that his father didn't dare to raise his voice that he became a burden of humiliation and anger?

However, although Fang Qing and Song Juren were usually quite familiar, they had not yet reached the point of being familiar with other people's parents, and at this time, they were unconsciously taken away by the treacherous and cunning Song Huishou.

Besides, he didn't agree with Song Juren's good ability to take the test or not, but he whimsically wanted to take the exam for what imperial chef to choose, so at this time, he listened and looked at Song Juren, and finally couldn't help but turn around and rush to the spring stool.

Without saying anything, he snatched the thorn strip that had been thorned in the executioner's hand, and he raised it and hit Song Juren's ass twice. Song Juren, who had just eased up easily, was suddenly hit by this heavy blow, and was immediately completely stunned, and it took a long time before he let out an angry roar. However, the gag turned all his scolding into a woo, and almost blew him up.

"Failed my mother's teachings and went against my mother's will...... Song bastard, you should have been fighting, you should reflect on yourself! ”

Putting aside these words, Fang Qing threw away the thorns, turned around angrily and left. And under Song Huishou's eyes, no one stopped him. It wasn't until the others were gone that Song Huishou came to the spring stool with a smile, but he took a handkerchief handed over by the servant on the side, bent down and wiped the sweat on Song Juren's forehead very considerately.

"A gentleman can be bullied, Fang Qing is not like you, he is a gentleman anyway." He smiled at Song Juren, then stood up straight, and said in an embarrassed tone, "You said that the Song family is mercenary, this is not wrong, after all, how many children of the Song family are now, and how many small sects are attached to the Song family?" How many merchants and even ordinary people in the market are pointing at the Song family to eat? ”

"Therefore, the family needs someone to be an official, even if it is a business...... Confucian merchants and Confucian merchants are always better than ordinary small businessmen, and they can enter and exit the door of dignitaries. ”

Speaking of this, Song Huishou sighed.

"However, if you really like cooking, you want to be an imperial chef in the capital, or even open a shop to sell sugar water, that's not impossible, but how can you cut it first and then play it? Do you know that by being so troubled by you, Guangdong Song has simply become a joke in the eyes of others? Especially your kid is actually sheltered in the Zhao Guogong Mansion and Zhang Yuan! ”

"Others really appreciate your talents and are willing to help you sincerely, but the people in the clan are mercenary, against your will, and want to force you to go to the imperial examination? If you don't want to go to the test room, can I still bet you there? ”

If you really want to be reasonable, where is the head of Song Hui, who has been in the shopping mall for 20 years, Song Juren can be compared to a hairy boy, at this time, after the righteous words were strictly counted, he glanced at the executioners next to him, and was about to order them all to retreat, and he continued to be soft with Song Juren, when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the door, followed by the door being pushed open, and it was Fang Qing who went and returned.

Not only did the person come back, but Fang Qing even shouted: "I suddenly feel that something is wrong, if Song Bastard's mother is really so virtuous and mentions him all the time, he won't be messing around there every day!" Song Huishou, don't tell me how he can do it if he takes the exam, what kind of talent he has, I know, if he hadn't messed around, the head of the case, Xie Yuan, would not have been a problem! ”

Hearing this, Song Juren suddenly showed a gloating smile. It was not for Fang Qing's high opinion of him, but for Fang Qing to see through the flaws in Song Huishou's messy fall just now.

A gentleman can be bullied, the question is that there is another sentence next, it is difficult to do it in a wrong way!

It means that a gentleman can deceive in a reasonable way, but it is difficult to deceive in an unconscionable way!

Fang Qing, a stunned young man, can indeed be regarded as most of the gentlemen, and the most important thing is that people have grown a lot now!

Song Huishou didn't expect that Fang Qing, who had just said to Song Juren triumphantly that he could be deceived casually, would come back like this! Although he has already experienced a very cheeky experience, how can he not be ruined because of this, but the smile is obviously a little unnatural. It's just that when he opened his mouth to speak, it was still the same as the truth, and it was extremely earnest.

"Virtuous nephew, you should know that my Song family has many children, although my second brother, as the patriarch, strives to have a bowl of water, but it is inevitable that some relatives are estranged and close. If it weren't for this kid's success in studying, his brother-in-law would be able to take charge of the big mess in the clan in Guangzhou, and his younger brother would be able to receive so much support in the clan studies, would his family really be rich and peaceful? ”

"His mother has a fierce temperament, and she has offended a lot of concubines and relatives. He himself too, you call him Song Bastard, and there are countless people who can't get used to him outside! If he can really become an imperial chef this time, it will be appreciated by the emperor, if he makes a mistake in this step, he will not be able to pass the Jinshi exam, and his reputation will be ruined, how many people at home and outside will not only see jokes, but also fall into the ground! ”

This time, Song Juren's banter suddenly froze on his face. Although he said in front of Princess Yongping, saying that his cousins and cousins are all Jinshi, he is a lifter, and he is not bad, and he said that if he can't be a royal chef, he will take the Jinshi exam, and it doesn't matter if he really can't pass the exam, anyway, there are subsidies in the clan...... But it's all based on a premise.

That is, the clan can indeed subsidize him! As far as his wife and the people he offended, that's a lot! So he must have a backer, otherwise if something goes wrong when he turns around, his brothers and parents are unlucky because of him, then he will be too a bastard!

So, when Song Huishou took off the gag cloth in his mouth with a gloomy face, and then personally untied him, Song Juren thought of the few blows on his buttocks just now, but he didn't dare to talk about it anymore.

At that moment, he said honestly: "I don't know what my uncle said. But I'm really not good at being an official, you see that I can fight with the princess in a hurry, if I ...... with my boss."

"Of course I know you're not fit to be an official!" Song Huishou interrupted Song Juren's words in annoyance, and said stiffly, "But if your character really goes to be an imperial chef, do you think you will offend the people around you?" Do you think Princess Yongping, who was angry with you and cried before, will embarrass you? Do you think you can get out of the palace alive with your cheap mouth? ”

This time, even Fang Qing, who had just thought that something was wrong and suddenly rushed back, couldn't help but agree with Song Huishou's words.

He is indeed fast-talking, but in comparison, this surnamed Song is fundamentally cheap, and he lacks virtue much more than him! If you really anger the emperor, the queen mother, the concubine, the princess or something, just press anyone's little finger lightly, and indeed this guy will die!

He was about to speak, but Song Juren said quietly: "I don't want to be an imperial chef, so I want to focus on participating, who knows that I am the last to pass the test again and again, and I am also desperate!" With the kind of craftsmanship I know, if I really take it into the palace to be the imperial chef, wouldn't it be a joke? ”

You know it's a joke, too! Song Huishou glared at his nephew with hatred, but he was still a little relieved that this kid still knew the severity, but then he heard Song Juren's next words, and he immediately fell into anger.

"That's why I'm trying my best to curry favor with Miss Zhu and Dr. Zhang! One of them is a proud daughter of heaven who is no different from his own family in and out of the palace, and the other is a hot son of heaven, if I am really lucky to be called to the palace as a royal chef, they can always take care of me, right? Besides, Miss Zhu said that she was willing to fund me to open a store, and she really wanted me to be kicked out......"

"Enough!" Song Huishou was very skeptical that if he listened to it any longer, he would be angry with this damn kid and have a heart attack. He took a deep breath and decided to give up saving this kid who was obviously incurable, but in the end he still hadn't forgotten the purpose of tying people back, so even if he was impatient, he had to continue to talk seriously.

"You unproductive boy, are those two thighs you can hug if you want? Don't you look at Dr. Zhang, there are so many students himself, not to mention the three princes, there are also dignified princes of the country, former Shangshu princes, a future concubine and a future guest of honor, and even his own second uncle is scolding him! Those students can still really do real things, what about you? You'll only boil sugar water! ”

Knowing that he couldn't give Song Juren a chance to speak, Song Huishou said like a cannon: "Zhang Chen can play with a bunch of businessmen in Xingtai and the eldest prince in the palm of his hand, Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu support each other, help each other to gather the scattered spinning workers in Xingtai, and suppress those big machine households...... Zhu Ergongzi is Miss Zhu's elder brother. ”

Lu Sanlang is even more long-sleeved and good at dancing, what he does, even the emperor praises his ability, and his father has to be impressed by him. I also heard that this time Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu also brought back from Xingtai what is said to be colored cotton, and even the word auspicious was shouted outside, what about you? Tell me, who are you up to? ”

Although Song Huishou's words hit his weakness, Song Juren still muttered unconvinced, I don't want to compare with others at all. At this time, Fang Qing couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Colored cotton?" Isn't cotton all white? ”

Although he didn't really go to the ground like Zhang Shou, Fang Qing at least knew that cotton was white - and this was when there was almost no cotton in Guangdong. Although he is a scholar, he is not only not so pedantic in Zhaoming Academy, which focuses on agricultural science, but also works in the fields himself.

And as soon as he opened his mouth to ask, Song Huishou, who had been waiting for someone to mention this stubble, suddenly felt secretly happy in his heart. He hurriedly nodded solemnly and said: "That's right, it's because I've never seen it, so this kind of colored cotton is rare!" If it is true and undoubted, Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu will definitely be rewarded by the emperor. Fortunately, the climate and land in Guangdong are not suitable for growing cotton......"

Hearing Song Huishou chattering there, Song Juren was immediately unconvinced. But at this moment, he heard a sudden commotion outside the door, and immediately after, the door was suddenly pushed open, and immediately after, he saw Ah Liu, who was expressionless.

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