my brother champion

Chapter 27

Chang'an City, Sang Mansion.

Sang Hongyang, the servant of the emperor's close minister, spent a lot of energy last night calculating and talking about the affairs of the Yantie official camp, and was somewhat exhausted.

So this morning I snooze a little more, and I haven't woken up after three poles in the sun.

But who knows!
While sleeping soundly, his precious son Sang Qian made a fuss in the courtyard, waking him up from his lingering dream with his wife.

"Xiang'er, what happened outside the house?" Sang Hongyang sat up from the low bed and shouted without opening his eyes.

Subsequently.

A servant girl hurried in.

"Lang Jun, it's A Lang who wants to see you. I said that Lang Jun was tired last night and it's not appropriate to wake him up. Then A Lang started yelling in the yard, and there is nothing we can do about it."

Hear the servant girl answering.

Sang Hongyang suddenly felt helpless.

Usually he has to serve His Majesty, so he has little time to teach Sang Qian. As time goes by, the child's temper becomes worse and worse.

"Let him in!" Sang Hongyang could only sigh.

"promise."

The servant girl responded and withdrew to tell Sang Qian that his father wanted to see him.

Soon.

His precious son Sang Qian walked in.

Sang Hongyang looked at him and asked, "You're already fourteen, and you're still making noise in the courtyard. Is it plausible to spread the word?"

"Can't you wait if something happens?"

"Humph!"

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Sang Qian pursed his lips and said, "The fresh air in our house is exhausted. If there is no fresh air, how can I go to the toilet?"

Sang Hongyang may have just woken up, and his head is still a little confused.

Hearing what his son said that he ran out of things, he didn't understand what he meant, so he asked, "Qingfeng? What Qingfeng?"

"Qingfeng Xiangyin, it's that soft toilet paper."

Sang Qian turned his head to one side, not daring to look at his father, as if he could feel that he was about to get angry.

After hearing this, Sang Hongyang couldn't help frowning.

toilet paper?

Just for this?Ah!

Looking at his useless son, he sighed.

I thought that when I was 13 years old, I was famous in Luoyang for being "good at mental arithmetic", and was ordered by the Han court to go to the palace to accompany Emperor Wu to study.

No idea, how did such a thing come into being? I'm 14 years old, and I'm still begging for the so-called toilet paper!

The son is not like the father!
After shaking his head, Sang Hongyang said: "When there was no such breeze, the toilet chip made of bamboo was very good even if you didn't use it!"

"how"

"It can't be used now?"

However, Sang Qian pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "Uncomfortable."

"Uncomfortable? I think you are not feeling well, and you will be beaten!" Sang Hongyang got up and pretended to hit him.

This frightened Sang Qian, and he ran out.

Sang Hongyang ignored him.

I slept late last night and felt a little sleepy, so I passed out again and fell asleep.

It was already noon when the servant girl woke him up.

"Xiang'er, what time is it?" Sang Hongyang got up to wash up.

The maid named Xiang'er said: "If you go back to Mr. Lang, it's noon now, and the kitchen is already preparing meals, and we can eat later."

"Oh!"

Sang Hongyang nodded, and asked his maid to wash and dress him.

He is a close minister serving Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!

In front of the emperor, he was no different from these slaves.

But when he is not serving the emperor, he is the head of the family, and he will be served by the servants.

No way, feudal society is like this.

Humans always exploit the first level and the first level, leaving the bottom one to suffer silently, and who is the bottom one?Of course, it can only be the working people.

Wait until lunch time.

Sang Hongyang knelt in front of the food table, but he didn't see his son Sang Qian, so he looked at his maidservant and asked, "Xiang'er, where did Ah Lang go?"

The maid replied: "Ah Lang wants to buy Qingfeng, but you don't agree. We dare not buy such an expensive thing. I guess we are sulking outside now!"

"This incompetent thing, go, call him in for dinner!" Sang Hongyang said directly.

"promise!"

The servant girl replied, then went out and brought Sang Qian in.

Sang Hongyang glanced at his son, only uttered two words, and said, "Eat!"

however.

Sang Qian knelt on one side of the food table and said very unhappy: "Don't eat!"

"It's easy to fall asleep after eating."

"I have to go to the toilet when I wake up, and there is no toilet paper after I go to the toilet"

Sang Hongyang frowned, but ignored him, and ate his meal on his own.

After a while.

Seeing that Sang Qian still didn't move his chopsticks, he scolded: "In a few days, you will go back to Luoyang and bring your mother and younger sister."

"Staying in the mansion all day is either eating or sleeping."

"What kind of words!"

however!
But Sang Qian didn't feel his father scolding him, he just complained: "There's not even a piece of toilet paper at home, why take it?"

Sang Hongyang clenched his fist, but held back.

While eating, he didn't want to lose his temper.

So he ignored Sang Qian's request to buy toilet paper, and just said: "Now Your Majesty wants to make drastic reforms to the Yantie official camp. I am a close minister of the Emperor, and I am good at calculating and speaking profitably. Your Majesty will use me now."

"Our family doesn't need to be as worried as when we first came to Chang'an, for fear of offending the princes in the court!"

"Taking this opportunity, bring your mother and younger sister to Chang'an to enjoy, so that our family can be reunited and not suffer from the pain of lovesickness."

Ah!
The pain of lovesickness is real, and it cannot be faked.

In the morning!
Sang Hongyang is still in a dream, lingering with his wife!
however.

The children didn't care whether their adults were suffering or not, and said directly: "There is no toilet paper, and going to the toilet is uncomfortable, what enjoyment is there!"

"It's almost as bad as suffering."

"I think it's better to stay in my hometown in Luoyang, how comfortable it is to stay there."

Three sentences can't be separated from toilet paper.

This time.

It really angered Sang Hongyang, he immediately slapped the food table and scolded: "It's eating, you bastard keeps talking about going to the toilet, going to the toilet!"

"Still letting people eat?"

"If you don't eat, get out!"

After being scolded by his father, the wayward Sang Qian ran out directly.

And Sang Hongyang didn't care about him and let him starve.At that time, he will be too hungry to walk, let's see if he still eats!
Look at the food on the food table.

He picked up the bowls and chopsticks for himself, and said to himself: "You little bastard, you think you can scare me if you don't eat?"

"I'm really spoiled."

"I eat it myself!"

In this way, Sang Hongyang's seemingly thin body actually ate all the food from this food table.

As a businessman, he was not wasted.

After eating.

He also told his maidservant: "Xiang'er, don't bring food to that Nizi, he will be good after starving for two days."

"promise."

The servant girl nodded back.

In the afternoon, it may be because I ate too much for lunch.

This Sang Hongyang has a need to go to the toilet.

But the problem is.

He has been studying with Emperor Wu since he was 13 years old. After sitting for a long time, he developed internal sores.

In addition to the toilet paper that has been used for a while, the way to remove dirt has changed.No, I suddenly went back to the bamboo toilet chip, which is a little unaccustomed.

Suddenly, I got a lot of strength, and I saw red.

"hiss"

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

At this moment.

Sang Hongyang was miserable, and sighed, "Careless, careless."

"This is bad luck."

"If I had known this, I would have listened to my son and bought a few bundles of toilet paper!"

(End of this chapter)