Biography of the traitorous officials who dominated the Song Dynasty

Chapter 22 Waste Paper
"That little lady belongs to my brother, so how could I possibly meet that little lady again?"

Under the gazes of several people, Earl Ying said with a smile on his face.

After finishing speaking, Earl Ying poured a glass of wine and drank it slowly.

However, at this moment, Ximen Qing smiled coldly and said, "Really? In that case, why did I hear that Wang Po said that I always see you on Zishi Street in the past two days?"

As soon as these words came out, all the wine in Earl Ying's mouth spurted out.

He stood up suddenly and looked at Ximen Qing with horror on his face.

The expressions on the faces of Xie Xida, Zhu Rinian, and Sun Tianhua became very interesting.

You know, even though the ten friends in the association have been sworn friends for many years, they are like-minded.

But among the ten people, only Ximen Qing and Hua Zixu can be regarded as the rich class.

Other people, more often than not, can only be regarded as a kind of dependence.

Among them, Earl Ying is undoubtedly the most impoverished.

Ximen Qing has already talked about this, and the extent of his interest can be seen.

At this time, Earl Ying was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to say.

I thought: Damn it!It's over, it's over, I have said it a long time ago, there are no airtight walls in this world.

oops!Dead!

Ximen Qing always stared coldly at Earl Ying without saying a word.

Xie Xida and the other three seemed to be waiting for orders from Ximen Qing.

He gave Earl Ying a good look on the spot.

Earl Ying saw the situation clearly at this moment, and he had no choice but to take a gamble.

He laughed a few times and said: "There is nothing at all, that Wang Po is just talking nonsense!"

"Brother, you also said just now that you didn't even see the little lady's face."

"I guess it's probably because the old lady was ineffective and tried to shirk responsibility, isn't that right? I've become that old pig and dog's back!"

Ximen Qing looked at him intently for a while, then burst out laughing and said to Xie Xida and others.

"I'm just telling you! Guanghou is our good brother, and I treat him so well on weekdays. There is no way he would do anything sorry to me!"

After saying that, everyone laughed heartily.

Earl Ying broke into a cold sweat and thought to himself: Ximen Qing, you guy!It almost scared the shit out of me!

ah!Yes, yes, this guy's face changed so quickly, but how could it be possible that Grandma Wang really said something!You are basically deceiving me!
Ximen Qing was full of doubts about Pan Jinlian, so he naturally thought of all possible people.

Earl Ying is one of them.

However, how could he have imagined that Earl Ying was so thoughtful and clever that he could be deceived by him in just a few words?
Seeing that the crisis had been completely resolved, Earl Ying excused himself from having a stomachache and left Furong Pavilion.

He walked all the way from the first entrance to the second entrance and sat down in front of Sister Ximen's room.

He thought to himself: Thanks to my adaptability, otherwise I would have been killed ten thousand times by Ximen Qing.

His chest kept rising and falling. Thinking about it carefully, he had been here for nearly a week.

It doesn't take long, he has become accustomed to the daily life here.

To be honest, it's not a thing to always be a helper in Ximen Qing's house.

If you want to survive in this chaotic world, you still have to rely on your hardworking hands.

But when Earl Ying lived to such an old age, he had no knowledge, no skills, all five poisons, and no growth.

Oh my God!The difficulty set by God for me is really too high, it can be called a hell level.

During this day, he didn't stay at Ximen Qing's house for long. He tossed and turned in the guest room and couldn't fall asleep.

So I went around in the streets and alleys of Qinghe County.

As he walked, he arrived in front of the Lichun Courtyard by accident.It was still early at this time, but Li Chun Courtyard was already crowded with people, and it was extremely noisy inside and outside.

Laughing, playing music, yelling, and shouting are endless.

Earl Ying did not see Sister Li Gui, and walked along the wall to the door of the room where he first arrived.

Without thinking, I dived in.

Looking at this antique and simply decorated house, I felt for a moment that it felt like a world away.

Thinking about it carefully, I have met too many familiar people since I came here.

I also saw so many things I had never seen before.

Being led by the nose all the time, it is inevitable that this small world will be completely forgotten.

He slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked around.

I was planning the next path over and over again in my heart.

Suddenly, overwhelming fatigue rushed towards him, and he leaned back involuntarily.

"Ouch! What!"

He screamed, and something suddenly hit him.

I hurriedly looked back and saw a cloth bag with the logo of a certain brand of clothing printed on it.

On the edge of the cloth bag, a stack of manuscript paper was exposed.

He was stunned for a moment and picked up the bag with dumbfounded eyes.

Immediately, he hurriedly took out the pile of manuscript papers from the bag.

This stack of manuscript paper is extremely heavy, probably as many as a thousand pages.

And every page of manuscript paper is filled with densely written small characters.

Each page contains not only [-] words, but also [-] words.

Count Ying would never forget it even if he beat him to death. Every word on this manuscript was written by himself.

He took out a stack casually and flipped through the pages from top to bottom.

It turned out that what was written on this draft paper were all novels compiled by himself in his previous life.

Of course, in his previous life, he was not a well-educated celebrity writer, but just a struggling writer with a dream of being a writer.

For nearly 15 long years, and countless nights and dawns, he has been tirelessly managing the country and the romance he described on the manuscript paper.

After repeated setbacks and repeated rushes to the street, in the end, he was completely numb.

I deeply understand that I am simply not cut out for this line of work.

So on the way to the bank to deposit money and repay the online loan, he put every word he had written over the years into the car.

I plan to simply get rid of all these manuscripts at the price of selling scrap paper.

He, an unknown person, had completely raised his hands and knelt on the ground, kowtow to reality and begged for mercy.

But he didn't expect that the only things that followed him here in this life were these useless pieces of paper!

Looking at the densely packed small characters, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At this moment, the sound of quarreling came from outside the door.

He slowly put all the manuscript papers into the cloth bag and walked out.

When she opened the door, she saw Sister Li Gui holding her waist with both hands and looking at the tall man with beard standing in front of her.

He said sternly: "Stop messing with me! If you make me angry, I will ask someone to castrate you! If you don't believe me, just give it a try!"

(End of this chapter)