I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 22
Yin Wuyan looked at the fat girl sitting on the ground with disgust. Since he was three years old, he used high-grade Sheng Xuan, and this kind of cheap raw paper study has never appeared.

Zhan Feiyu pretended to be stupid and smiled, and a penny beats a hero!This is thrifty yourself!
In addition to being fat and stupid, he is also poor and stingy!Yin Wuyan retracted his gaze, took out the handkerchief and wiped the body of the sword, then threw it away, and the blood-stained handkerchief landed on Zhan Feiyu's leg.

The plain white brocade handkerchief is stained with blood, but it can still be seen that it is made of silk and satin. Under the sun, the handkerchief shines brightly. It is worth at least one or two silver, and you can buy twenty to rough edged paper.

"Little girl, I'll help you get up." Seeing Yin Wuyan leave, a pock-marked aunt next to him walked over quickly, staring greedily at the jinpa on Zhan Feiyu's leg, washed off the blood and it was clean, take it When you go to Buzhuang, you may be able to sell hundreds of coins for a lot of money.

"Thank you, Auntie, I can get up by myself." Zhan Feiyu took the lead and shoved Jinpa into his arms, looking at the ugly pock-marked aunt, and got up from the ground with a grin.

snort!Didn't pick up the cheap, the pock-marked aunt stared angrily, twisted her body and walked back, the carriage knocked over a lot of stalls, maybe she could pick up something good.

"Xiaoyu, are you alright!" Mrs. Li rushed over quickly and hugged Zhan Feiyu into her arms, her voice choked and remorseful, "I'm sorry Xiaoyu, mother just fainted, but mother would rather kill herself. !"

Familiar embrace, familiar breath, but when he thought of the danger, he was pushed out by Mrs. Li, Zhan Feiyu sullen face, and after a long silence, "Mother, I fell, don't cry."

It's normal for people to lose reason and judgment under extreme panic. Mother just acted subconsciously. Zhan Feiyu put her arms around Li's, and her fat paws patted her on the back soothingly.

Crazy Horse was killed, and the panicked crowd calmed down. A man in his twenties quickly ran over and kicked the beggar on the ground, "Did you push my mother?"

"Yes, this lame beggar is the culprit! He was the one who was shocked just now!"

"I still want to run! I beat you to death!"

Zhan Feiyu looked back, and the beggar surrounded by the crowd grabbed the crutches and swung it violently. When the crowd avoided, he slipped away and ran away. If it wasn't for the lameness of his left foot, the speed of his escape would be incomprehensible. is a cripple.

The man still wanted to chase, but he was worried about the frightened old lady, so he could only curse a few times and kick the crutches that the beggar left behind.

"Mother, are you all right?" Zhan Feiyu also hated the beggar who ran away. If he hadn't pushed him before, Mother wouldn't have been in danger, and he would have been trampled to death by a mad horse. .

"Mother is fine." Li rubbed Zhan Feiyu's head distressedly, then quickly picked up all the things that fell on the ground and put them in the back basket.

Just when Zhan Feiyu and others could only admit that they were going to leave, a panicked shout sounded, "Madam, Madam, are you alright?"

The boy pushed away the crowd, and screamed at the carriage that was overturned on the ground. As soon as the blue curtain was opened, everyone discovered that a woman fainted in the carriage.

Different from these people on the street in coarse clothes, the woman wore a short robe of purple silk and emerald green, with a silver hairpin inlaid with pearls on her bun, and a white jade bracelet on her wrist. The servant who is called is definitely a wealthy family.

"Isn't this Mrs. Zeng from Baofeng Buzhuang?" Someone recognized the woman's identity.

Baofeng cloth village is the largest cloth village in Shangsi County. The Zeng family has been in the cloth business for several generations, and it can be called a wealth of wealth.

"My God, Madam Zeng is bleeding!" The sharp-eyed woman exclaimed.

Everyone looked closely, but saw that the blood had soaked Mrs. Zeng's skirt. Thinking of the news that Mrs. Zeng was pregnant a few months ago, everyone froze for a while. Could it be a miscarriage?

The little servant knelt on the ground with a plop, slammed his forehead heavily on the ground, and cried and begged, "Please help me send my wife to the hospital, the little one kowtowed especially!"

Many people are powerful!Mrs. Zeng was sent to the hospital by everyone, and Zhan Feiyu and Mrs. Li also planned to leave, only to see that the previous pock-marked aunt came back.

The aunt with pockmarked face was carrying the deformed paper bag that was stepped on in her left hand, and she picked up the cakes she didn't know who dropped it. She also carried a basket in her right hand, which was also full of things.

"The Zeng family is notoriously domineering. Mrs. Zeng has only had this child after five years of marriage. The lame-legged beggar startled the Zeng family's carriage. Even if they fled to the ends of the earth, the Zeng family would not let him go!" In Guihua Lane behind South Street, this club is showing off news with the people next to it.

Suddenly, the pock-marked aunt rushed over, picked up the wooden crutch that fell on the ground, and raised her chin to the stunned Zhan Feiyu, "I picked it up first!"

The lame-legged beggar threw the crutches away when he ran, and the pock-marked aunt smiled proudly while holding the crutches, and fighting with the old lady, this fat girl is still a little tender!
"Mother, let's go." Zhan Feiyu looked at the pock-faced aunt who showed off speechlessly. Jinlin Village was surrounded by mountains on both sides, not to mention a crutch, there was no shortage of wood for furniture.

Seeing that Zhan Feiyu just left, the pock-marked aunt only felt a fist hit the cotton, and shouted angrily: "This crutch is quite new, maybe it can be sold for dozens of pennies, and it can be used as firewood if it is sawed off. Fire."

On the other side, in the wine shop, Old Man Qian put a braised fish on the table and said flatteringly: "Master Ma, this is what my kid caught in the river last night, and I gave it to Master Ma to try it out."

"Thank you." Ma Zhaotou laughed loudly, and said to the second Zhan, who was sitting beside him, "You can try it too. Old Man Qian's cooking skills for cooking fish are also excellent."

"It's really delicious." Zhan's second brother took a chopstick of fish, which was fresh, fragrant and spicy. If it wasn't for Ma Chaotou who couldn't drink at noon, it would definitely be delicious with a little wine.

After eating and drinking tea instead of wine, Mr. Zhan felt that Ma Zhaotou was in a very good mood today, and he was more sure of what he wanted to say.

After matchmaker Wang came to the door in the morning, Xiao Yao planned to accept the landlord Zhu's 100 taels of dowry first after making some calculations, and then ruined Zhan Feiyu's reputation in the future.

(End of this chapter)