Quick wear: the blackened boss is fierce and clingy

Chapter 277
Everyone comforted Xu Chongjin one after another, complaining about their injustice.

There were also people who suggested for him, "Now that things have come to an end, the best way is to come and leave the book, otherwise Brother Xu will spend the rest of his life..."

Everyone knew the half of what the man didn't have the heart to say.

Xu Chongjin was poked at the sore spot again, and his tears dried up, so he could only shake his shoulders and cry dryly.

"It's too much, how can it be like this, the government doesn't care?"

"After all, this is a private matter. Brother Xu's marriage is voluntary, and the government has nothing to do with it. Besides...our status is low, I am afraid that Brother Xu will have to swallow it by himself in the end."

The man in Fengchao's status is already low, even if Xu Chongjin's mother family knew about it, they would turn a blind eye and close one eye for the sake of good relations between the two families.

Sacrificing a man in exchange for the peace of the two families, why not do it?
From the beginning to the end, Jun Si listened quietly without expressing any opinions.

A weak and beautiful young man, neither happy nor sad, as if everything in the world doesn't matter to him.

Zhang Zeyu stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Did you hear that? Maybe your wife-head likes women."

There were also rumors that the empress and the general fell in love with each other in Fengchao.

To this day, some people believe that the reason why the Empress never accepted a concubine was because of General Tang.

The young man raised his eyes coldly.

Zhang Zeyu's scalp felt inexplicably numb. Being stared at by him, it was as if a guillotine was hanging around his neck, ready to fall at any moment.

How could he be afraid of Jun Si?
Just as he was about to say a few words to win back a victory, Mr. walked in.

"Everyone, be quiet, what we are studying this afternoon is bandaging.

The wife-owner has done a lot of hard work abroad, so it is inevitable that she will be injured.If everyone can learn the technique of dressing well, it can also enhance the relationship between husband and wife. "

There was a groaning sound from below.

Zhang Zeyu also quieted down, and stopped making trouble for the young man.

The gentleman turned a blind eye to the sighs of the crowd, and only ordered the book boy to distribute the tools.

"Two people in a group, one party will play the role of the injured person, and the other party will play the role of the bandaged person. After training, switch identities."

After finishing speaking, the husband and the book boy gave a demonstration and explained it again.

After that, start your own training.

Zhang Zeyu was determined to compete with Jun Si.

He got the tool, stretched his legs and kicked the boy's desk.

"I'm with you."

The boy didn't refute, and Zhang Zeyu took it as his consent.

He turned around, "Hold out your hand, and I'll bandage it for you."

The air was silent for a moment.

The boy took out a snow-white square handkerchief from his arms, folded it into a square with nimble fingers, and pressed it on the desk.

The sleeves were pulled up a little, and the pale wrist was lightly placed on the square handkerchief.

He is so innocent.

Zhang Zeyu was also a little stunned, he had never seen such a sickly young man who was as beautiful as a jade carving.

Compared with his one, Zhang Zeyu was upset.

"How to bandage it if it's not injured?" He lost his temper.

The boy ignored him.

Zhang Zeyu became even more angry, and stretched out his hand to pull out the silver hairpin from the bun, making a gesture to swipe at Jun Si's wrist.

The boy did not hide either.

Zhang Zeyu was even more angry, angry that he didn't take himself seriously.

In a hurry, he really scratched the boy's arm with the hairpin.

The wound bled very quickly, profusely.

Zhang Zeyu was also dumbfounded, he didn't use much force.

how come...

Jun Si frowned, watching the blood drain indifferently.

He seemed unconscious, as numb as a puppet on a string.

...

The carriage of the General's Mansion and the carriage of the Duke's Mansion happened to collide.

Chao Lu asked Tang Shu if she wanted to stop and say hello to the Duke.

Tang Shu lay on the soft bed and yawned sleepily.

"No, go directly to the academy."

She happened to be free today and had time to pick up Junsi herself.

The carriage of the General's Mansion stopped at the gate of Songlu Academy.

Tang Shu got off the carriage with the help of Chaolu, and saw that the carriage of the Duke's Mansion had also stopped here.

What a coincidence.

A brocade robed woman stepped out of the carriage, with a melon-shaped face, a raised nose and red lips, about the same height as Tang Shu, but she was a little arrogant.

Bai Jinhua put her hand on the young man who was serving at the side, glanced at Tang Shu, and then at Chaolu beside her, quite disgusted.

"Coincidentally, General Tang."

Tang Shu crossed her arms and nodded slightly.

But it's just a coincidence.

The students hadn't finished school yet, and both of them were waiting outside the academy.

The weather was very hot, and Tang Shu's nose was sweating.

She climbed on the carriage and looked around bewilderedly.

Bai Jinhua's handsome servant took out a folding fan and fanned her.

The young man was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking, but he kept silent all the time, only concentrating on fanning Bai Jinhua.

Tang Shu propped her chin, feeling a little envious.

Just hard work beauty.

Then, the general raised his hand and pretended to slap himself a few times, hoping that Mei would quench his thirst.

Students have already come out of Songlu Academy one after another.

The carriages of the General's Mansion and the Duke's Mansion were very eye-catching, and the men who passed by did not dare to spy on them unscrupulously, and only whispered to their surrounding companions after walking far away.

The students were almost gone, but Jun Si was nowhere to be seen.

Bai Jinhua didn't wait for her husband either, and frowned.

After a while, the young man in white clothes Shengxue stepped out of the academy silently.

The pale and beautiful young man was too eye-catching, and Bai Jinhua couldn't help looking over him.

Tang Shu curled her lips, and seeing Bai Jinhua's straight gaze, she stepped forward and stood in front of Jun Si, covering her sight.

Bai Jinhua: "..."

It turned out that this was the man she would rather be scolded to marry.

It's quite pretty.

"Why did you come out so late today?"

The general raised his hand and stroked the boy's hair.

Jun Si looked at her from the corner of his eye.

She is very special today, she is wearing a pink and white skirt, her bun is not gorgeous, but she is also beautiful, and she wears a colored glaze step shaker.

There is a faint smile in the eyes, and dimples will appear on the side cheeks when the lips are drawn together, which is a bit soft and cute.

The young man lowered his eyes, did not look at the general, and silently hid his sleeves.

But the movement was faster than Tang Shu's eyes, and she soon found the dried blood on the boy's sleeve.

"Injured?" Tang Shu frowned.

The young man pursed his lips and remained silent.

Unable to control so much, Tang Shu still broke her promise not to touch him, holding the boy's icy wrist with warm fingers.

The wrist was turned over, and there was a bandage wrapped around it indiscriminately, which had been dyed reddish brown.

Tang Shu's eyes turned cold, "Who did it?"

Before Jun Si could answer, Zhang Zeyu came out of the academy dejectedly.

Bai Jinhua also looked away from Tang Shu, looking at her husband.

"What's the matter?" The Duke's eyes were indifferent, and his voice was a little lazy.

Zhang Zeyu pushed away the servant serving beside her, and took the initiative to pinch his wife's shoulder.

The second he saw General Tang, Zhang Zeyu froze.

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

The young man who had been silent all this time raised his head and glanced at Zhang Zeyu lightly.

"He hurt you?" Tang Shu understood instantly.

Bai Jinhua also frowned, and raised her hand to hold her husband's hand.

Zhang Zeyu's face turned pale in an instant, and he knew that the Duke was already angry.

But Bai Jinhua still protects the inside, "General Tang, don't talk nonsense, my family Zeyu has always been gentle, how could he hurt your family."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Zeyu turned from sadness to joy, and looked at his wife-head sweetly.

Tang Shu knew that the other party was going to refuse to admit it, so she didn't take the responsibility.

Feeling restless, the gentle lines of the general's face tightened, and he stretched out his hand to pull the boy behind him.

"Bai Guogong's words are unfounded, and whether he did it or not, your family knows it well. Today, the general just wants to ask for an explanation for Ah Si."

"This is interesting, General Tang. Didn't you deliberately knock your hat on my Zeyu's head?"

Bai Jinhua turned her head, "You tell the general yourself, did you hurt him?"

Zhang Zeyu's eyes widened.

He raised his head, faltered, and stumbled when he denied it.

Bai Jinhua: "..."

Useless things.

The general hooked the corners of his lips lazily, "Just ask if you believe it? Lord Bai."

If the dignified Lord Fengchao doesn't even have the ability to detect lies, it won't sound good to spread the word.

Bai Jinhua's expression froze slightly, but it was fleeting.

"Since it was my Zeyu who hurt someone, then ask General Tang what he wants to say."

"First, apologize to my A Si."

"It's easy." Bai Jinhua seemed to be tired, and turned to the people beside her, "Go and apologize."

Zhang Zeyu's face turned red, and he couldn't speak at all.

"Secondly, since my A Si's hand is injured, how about asking Mr. Zhang to be his school boy for a few days for his errands?"

The general's eyes were like stars, and his tone was very gentle.

But every point he said hit his pain point precisely.

(End of this chapter)