Good son-in-law of the Ming Dynasty

This shout was full of contempt, and there was also deep ridicule in it.

Su Mu looked up, but saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young scholar in a brocade robe leaning on the railing of the private room on the second floor.Because of the darkness, the man hid his face in the shadows, and couldn't see clearly.

However, judging from his temperament, he must be a noble son with status and status.Otherwise, there would be no condescending arrogance in his tone.

Su Mu was taken aback, he didn't remember when he knew such a person.

Just as he was wondering, Wu's second son next to him hooked his body and bowed: "So it's brother Mingqing, my younger brother is here to salute you, but I don't know why Mingqing came to Tongzhou?"

There was flattery in Wu's second voice.

Only then did Su Mu smile: So this man called Ming Qing is his acquaintance, but I misunderstood.

However, for some reason, Su Mu always felt that Wu Er Er's voice was full of fear, and the flattery on his face was also deliberately flattering.

Above, the man named Mingqing laughed loudly: "I have a reputation as a scholar, so I came to Tongzhou to take the exam. But Nianzu, you appear here, which makes me a little strange. We haven't seen each other for four years." Come on, I plan to visit my uncle when I go back to Beijing this time, and I will get close to you by the way. Haha, since we met here, why don’t you come up and talk. Somebody, go and invite Mr. Wu and the others to come up.”

The word "Mr. Wu" was bitten very hard. When he heard his order, someone behind him answered "Yes", and then there was a boom of footsteps on the stairs.

Wu's second child visibly trembled, and said repeatedly: "No, no, since Mingqing will enter the examination room tomorrow, I won't bother you. Farewell, farewell!"

While talking, he secretly tugged at the corner of Su Mu's clothes, signaling him to leave quickly.

Su Mu frowned, he couldn't figure out the identity of Ming Qing and the relationship between him and Wu'er.

However, these have nothing to do with me. Sun Chen is so ill and still waiting to take medicine, but it is not easy to delay.

Su Mu nodded and was about to leave.

Suddenly, three tall and burly men rushed out from the door of the restaurant, one of them entangled Wu Lao Er, and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Long invites you to sit up, why are you running, go quickly."

The three of them are tall and big horses, and they walk like tigers and tigers. Poor Wu's second child is as thin as a grass chicken. When he was caught, he was dragged into it immediately, and he couldn't help but "wow" yell.

Su Mu didn't want to get involved in the grievances between them, so he smiled: "Second brother, since you have friends, I'll go back first."

When he really wanted to turn around, the other two men suddenly caught Su Mu one after the other, trying to reach out and catch him.

Su Mu was startled, and looked at the two of them coldly.

Seeing the cold light in Su Mu's eyes, the two people realized that Su Mu was a famous scholar, and immediately withdrew their hands.

One of them said with a smile: "Xiucai, just now Mr. Long meant to invite 'Mr. Wu and others' up, and you can't leave either. Since both of us are scholars, talking about poetry and Taoism is also an elegant thing. Why rush away. You are all people of status, don't make it unpleasant, right?"

Su Mu saw that the conversations of these people were not vulgar, they didn't look like villains like slaves, they were obviously knowledgeable.Looking closely, the two men had thick calluses on their tiger's mouths, and they carried a murderous look on their bodies, and they were shocked in their hearts: This is a soldier!

After staying at Hu Shun's place for so long, Su Mu had contact with men from military households every day, so he could tell.

I screamed in my heart, I know it's not good.Although Su Mu claimed to be the best expert in the world and coaxed that kid surnamed Zhu around, in fact, he knew how much ability he had.

Su Mu also has better stamina and strength than ordinary people, and he is really no match for such a powerful soldier.If you want to resist, I'm afraid you will make a big fool of yourself.

Forget it, anyway, it's just going up to meet that Mr. Long named Mingqing, and say a few words, and he doesn't lose anything.

He tidied up his clothes and said with a smile, "Since Mr. Long is so enthusiastic, it's just disrespectful. Please lead the way."

When going upstairs, Su Mu also thought that this was just an ordinary scholastic social gathering, and Mr. Long also came to take the provincial examination. If Su Mu and he were both successful in the examination starting tomorrow, we would still be in the same year!

After going up, just drink a glass of wine, report each other's names and hometowns, and compliment each other with a few words.After all, everyone is a famous scholar, so the surname Long will naturally not treat him as badly as the naughty Wu Laoer.

That was a few minutes of delay, Su Mu was a little anxious when he thought of Sun Chen lying on the sickbed.

It was only when he got upstairs that Su Mu felt something unusual here.

Ordinarily, right now is the busiest time for restaurants, and there are so many scholars in the city, it should have been buzzing.

But it was very quiet here, there were still a few big men standing at the top of the stairs, staring at Su Mu and others.Their waists are also bulging, obviously hiding weapons.

If you guessed right, Mr. Long and his party should have taken over the entire building.

There are several elegant rooms upstairs, all of which are lit with lights, but there is no sound.The private room and the private room are separated by veil screens, and through the light, the figures of women and maidservants flash past inside, presumably this group of people is accompanied by their female relatives.

Mr. Long's private room is close to the stairs, and the space inside is very large. A large round table is set up, and a group of scholars are sitting around talking.

But Wu Laoer stood on one side in a well-behaved manner, like a servant.

Ordinarily, Su Mu is also a well-known scholar at any rate, seeing him come in, the host has already stood up politely and gave up his seat.

But everyone sat there firmly, but ignored them, appearing very arrogant.

Su Mu was even more surprised, looked intently, and finally saw Mr. Long clearly.

I have to admit that this person is also handsome, but his face is a little pale, and his eyes are sunken deeply, showing a kind of morbid haggardness. At first glance, his body has been washed away by alcohol.

"Nianzu, did uncle feel better?" Mr. Long held a glass of wine, took a shallow sip with what he thought was a chic gesture, and asked in a condescending tone.

Wu Laoer smiled flatteringly: "Mingqing, my father is still not the same as before, he can't see the wind or the light."

"Oh, that's a pity." Mr. Long pointed rudely at Wu's second child, and said to the crowd with a smile: "Everyone, this kid is called Wu Nianzu, and he is also from my hometown. His father, Wu Shiqi and Wu Junchang, belong to my family. Celebrity, Yu's father was in the same year, everyone must have heard of it."

Everyone else nodded, and then said humanely: "I have vaguely heard of it. I met him ten years ago. It seems to be an old Juren. This is his son. Why doesn't he look like him?"

"Haha." Mr. Long laughed: "Look carefully, this eyebrow and the old Juren are cast in the same mold. However, as for the temperament and demeanor, the nine sons of Longsheng are different, and it is understandable. "

When everyone heard what he said, they turned their heads to look at the same time, but they saw Wu Laoer's tired and lazy face, and there was no way to connect with the young master Juren no matter what.

Then look at Wu Lao Er standing there, with a hunched body, scratching his ears for a while, scratching his cheek for a while, just like a big horse monkey, he immediately laughed.

However, Wu Er Er didn't notice the sarcasm in everyone's tone, or pretended not to hear it, and sang a big promise with a smile: "Xiaosheng has met all the husbands and masters. My father and Mr. Long's father are classmates and friends. Xiaosheng's family is poor, he is young, he looks a little thin, and besides, his son is Xiaomu, but Xiaosheng doesn't look like his father. Just kidding, kidding!"

Hearing this, everyone burst out laughing.

Seeing that Wu's second son was being mean, Su Mu shook his head with a wry smile, moved his lips, and finally let it go.

Others ignored him, and Su Mu didn't care, he sat calmly on a chair by the wall, and only waited for a while before getting up to leave.

Mr. Long's words just now were already a naked insult. Anyone else would have walked away long ago, but the second child Wu still stood aside with a flattering face and smiled apologetically.

Among the people here are all famous scholars, so naturally they don't like him.

So, a scholar jumped up at the table and shouted angrily: "Mingqing, we are here to eat wine and discuss poetry. Why do you bring such a disgusting person here to spoil the fun. Look at this man with a head and a mouse, but he is still dressed as a scholar. Isn't it unreasonable?" Is it disrespectful?"

Then, he looked at Wu Lao Er fiercely: "Why are you wearing a square scarf on your head and a green quilt on your body? Do you have a reputation? Take it off immediately, or you will be arrested and see an official?"

As he spoke, he stretched out and grabbed Old Wu's neckline, and lifted it vigorously.

It turned out that the second child was drenched in the rain during the day, and his whole body was drenched.This kid is also thick-skinned, he begged his father to tell his grandma, and borrowed a set of clothes from Mu Sheng to change into.But I don't want to, this is a blouse that only scholars can wear, which just violates the taboo of scholars.

Wu Laoer was startled, only then did he realize that he met a serious person, and quickly called out: "Mingqing, Mingqing, what are you doing?"

He looked at Mr. Long pitifully and asked him for help.

Mr. Long laughed again: "Brother Yang, let Mr. Wu go. Although his father is a juren, his family is poor and has no food or clothing. Otherwise, he would not borrow my house in the capital." It means, Wu Laoer is so poor that he has no clothes to cover his body, so he has no choice but to wear his father's clothes, please forgive him.

The one surnamed Yang threw Wu Nianzu aside and shook his head: "Unlucky, unlucky, Mingqing, let's continue to write poems and compose Fu!"

Only then did Su Mu suddenly realize that Mr. Long is the landlord of the Wu family.Wu Laoer's family lived and ate for nothing in Mr. Long's inn for ten years, eating people with a soft mouth, and this Wu Nianzu was also wretched, no wonder he was humiliated by others.

Seeing Wu's second child being bullied like this, Su Mu couldn't bear it, but when he saw the flattery on his face, he felt a little annoyed.