Go crazy!Crazy criticizing tyrant said with red eyes that he wanted to marry me

Chapter 23 Go to Meng's house to apologize and dream!

After seeing it, Li Zhifu realized that the person on the ground was Ye Sirou.

"Sirou, you..." Li Zhifu hastily asked someone to help her up, and asked, "What's going on?"

Who would dare to beat his niece?

"That little bitch, she hit me... woo..."

Ye Sirou cried even more aggrieved, her hair was loose, and the makeup on her face was a little messed up by her crying, it was so miserable!
Li Zhifu didn't need to ask, he knew who the little bitch Ye Sirou was talking about was.

It's Li Miao again!

Well, it's only been two days since she entered school, and she has been beating people for two days in a row.

"How unreasonable!" Li Zhifu was full of anger, looked at the people rushing over there, and shouted, "Li Miao!"

Yun Qing looked at Li Zhifu and Ye Sirou, who was complaining.

Just now when Ye Sirou tried to snatch the paper from her hand, she kicked him away.

Among other things, these days, she is really proficient in kicking people.

"Pay back the money!"

Yun Qing looked at Ye Sirou, there were only two words.

As for Li Zhifu, she just pretended not to see it.

Li Zhifu was stunned for a moment, "Why pay back the money? I think you are becoming more and more lawless now."

Yun Qing picked up the paper in his hand, "White and black, 21 taels, not a single one less."

Li Zhifu was stunned, "What 21 taels?"

He looked at Ye Sirou, "What does she mean?"

"She," Ye Sirou was still sobbing, "she cheated during the poetry competition, and she copied the lines from somewhere. If you insist on saying that I lost, let me give her a thousand taels of money."

"It's a joke! One word is a thousand taels, what kind of literary master do you think you are." Li Zhifu sneered.

"Just, that's right, if I don't give it to her, she will beat me." Ye Sirou cried more and more wronged.

Li Zhifu completely believed that Yun Qing's poems were copied, because he knew that this daughter had never read a book.

How can you write poetry?
Not to mention being able to beat Ye Sirou.

He knew Ye Sirou's literary talent. Although he dare not say that he was erudite, he could still write a few poems.

At the Hundred Flowers Banquet last year, it won No.2.

Second only to Li Yan.

How could it be possible to be compared by this ignorant little daughter?

"What paper, bring it to me." Li Zhifu stretched out his hand.

"Pay the money with one hand, and the written receipt with the other." Yun Qing took the written receipt back into his arms.

He didn't give Li Zhifu any face at all.

"You..." Li Zhifu said angrily: "The poem you copied, you still have the nerve to say that you won. Is this how I teach you on weekdays?"

"Have you taught me?" The corner of Yun Qing's mouth curled up, but it was sarcasm.

Li Zhifu choked, but soon he came back to his senses.

Rebuked: "Presumptuous! Is that how you talk to me?"

"Otherwise?" Yun Qing asked back, "I'll beat you up too?"

Li Zhifu was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

I feel that it is difficult to even breathe.

"Sister." At this moment Li Yan came over and said, "How can you talk to father like that?"

Wu Xuezheng: Sister?

Could it be that this country girl is... the second miss of the magistrate?

But since she is the second miss of the magistrate, how could she speak to Li Zhifu in such a tone?

Yun Qing didn't bother to pay attention to these people at all.

She didn't expect Ye Sirou to be willing to admit defeat, but she has a lot of ways to make her take out the money obediently.

Yun Qing turned around and left.

"stop!"

Li Zhifu was angry when he saw her attitude. He really thought that she could do whatever she wanted by hooking up with Mr. Shang Jing?
I don't even look at the identity of Mr. Jing, is it someone like her who can climb high?

To put it bluntly, Mr. Jing is just used to seeing ladies from all over the world, and suddenly seeing her so lawless, it just feels fresh for a while.

Over the years, how many people wanted to send their daughters to Mr. Jing.

How many were successful?

Li Zhifu ordered: "You immediately go to the Meng Mansion with me, and apologize to Miss Meng and Young Master Meng. Also, go talk to Mr. Jing and ask him to take back what he said yesterday."

"Do you think you are a pig?" Yun Qing said flatly, "You have such a big face."

Then, he left without looking back.

Prefect Li: "..."

Sooner or later, he was going to let this bastard die of anger.

"Father," Li Yan hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Zhifu, looked at his face that was turned into black charcoal, and asked, "Are you alright?"

Li Zhifu raised a hand, but couldn't say a word, he was about to die of anger.

Li Yan looked at the back of Yun Qing leaving, her eyes also turned cold.

……

After leaving the women's school, Sun Fuzi immediately went to Shengde Academy.

"Dean, Dean," he trotted all the way to the courtyard where Dean Chen was.

Dean Chen was drinking tea, and raised his head when he heard the sound, "Master Sun, what's the rush, aren't you going to teach at the Women's School?"

"Yes," Mrs. Sun broke out in sweat, "I just came back from the women's school."

Dean Chen poured him a cup of tea, and said in an unhurried voice, "Sit down and have a cup of tea first. You are so old and you are a teacher, why are you still in such a hurry?"

Mrs. Sun hurriedly took out a stack of poems from his arms, "I got some good poems in the women's school today, and I'm here to show them to the dean."

"Oh?"

Dean Chen didn't have much interest in it, and he knew that the female student who was good at poetry was none other than Miss Li.

"Miss Li's poem again?"

"Oh, no, it's Miss Li Er."

Master Sun handed over those verses, and briefly talked about the life experience of that Miss Li Er.

Dean Chen still didn't care much, but he took the poem and flipped through it casually.

The movement of the hands is just a meal.

"..."

……

Half an hour later, Yun Qing came to the lake again yesterday, and sure enough, he saw the old man there again.

"I knew you'd be here."

Yun Qing walked over and looked into the old man's bamboo basket, but it was empty again.

Seeing her, the old man was a little surprised, "Why are you here, passing by again?"

"No," Yun Qing took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, "This is for you."

The old man heard the old servant tell him yesterday that this little girl is also good at medicine.

He took it and asked, "Medicine?"

"Pill of Immortality." Yun Qing said in a calm voice, "Take two pills a day, and you will live like a god."

The old man smiled and put the porcelain bottle into his arms.

"And this." Yun Qing took out another bag from his arms and handed it over, "I saw yesterday that you don't even have a barb on your hook, even if the fish is hooked, it's easy to run away. Try this instead. try."

The old man opened the small cloth bag, and sure enough, there were two fishhooks, a fishing line, and seven or eight things that looked like duck feathers.

"This is...?" The old man was surprised.

Yun Qing said: "You are getting old, so it is inevitable that your eyesight will be poor. By the time you find out that the fish has taken the bait, it may have eaten and run away."

"With this, it's easier to find the hook moving, and the duck feathers are buoyant, allowing the line to float in the water so it doesn't sink too deep."

The old man was dumbfounded.

　Hostess: Selling medicine and selling medicine, who wants Dali Pills (￥A￥)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)