Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 213
From what Han Shaoqing heard, it was basically for himself.He looked down at himself, but didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

Wen Baozi on the side said to him: "Young Master Han, you used to have incense in your clothes, right?"

The smile on Zhengtai's face made Han Shaoqing feel depressed for a while, but his words really reminded him.

The scent of incense on my body has not been removed!Which beggar can still exude this precious incense?Without saying a word, Han Shaoqing turned around and prepared to go back to the wing room and redress himself.

Lingjiu smiled slightly, "The competition begins now."

"Sister Jiu!" Song Zhihua felt that the girl was deliberately embarrassing her husband.

"Who is your sister?" The same person shouted in this questioning tone several times, and Lingjiu, who hadn't slept well, looked at her.

Song Zhihua suddenly lost her voice.

When Han Shaoqing turned his head, he saw that Baozi Wen had already run away quickly.If he went back to deal with the dress now, he would definitely slow down the opponent for a while.In the end, Han Shaoqing gritted his teeth, strode to a table, took the soy sauce bottle placed on it, and poured it on his body.

The pungent smell of soy sauce came out, and people couldn't help avoiding it.

Han Shaoqing's own brows were also frowned tightly, and he jumped down the small building with light work without saying a word.

"Hey, he was cheated again." Lingjiu sighed when the two of them were gone.

His tone was regretful, and his eyes made it clear that he was watching a play.

Song Xueyi: "Who was deceived?"

"Han Shaoqing." Lingjiu said: "I didn't realize that Wen Baozi was so dark before. I deliberately told Han Shaoqing that he smelled good, but the smell on him was actually very weak, and most people couldn't smell expensive. Now it's good, the smell is covered by soy sauce. The smell is covered, such a strong smell of soy sauce, no one wants to get close to him after smelling it."

Song Zhihua, who hadn't left yet, heard this, and her expression changed immediately.

Song Xueyi doesn't care who plotted who, the main thing is to make the baby in his arms happy.

"Han Shaoqing will be deceived, and Jiu'er is also responsible."

Lingjiu: "You mean my reminder? It depends on how they understand it. The people on Xuejiu Street are smart, and they won't give you a penny if they recognize you as a fake beggar. But on the other hand, if you After being recognized as a fake beggar, you can still make the other party deceive themselves and give you money, that is your ability."

"You're the only one with a lot of ideas." Song Xueyi laughed.

This kind of tone clearly coaxing her like a child made Lingjiu depressed and helpless for a while, looking at the young man's soft face, he could only ignore it.

"Master, Master Jiu, Wen Zixuan has already got six taels of silver."

"Master, Han Shaoqing has already got three taels of silver."

"Wen Zixuan, you got 30 taels."

"Han Shaoqing got 11 taels."

"Master, Master Jiu, Wen Zixuan is making up stories to cheat money."

"Master, Han Shaoqing is begging for money by performing his skills on the street."

"Wen Zixuan went to Xuejiu Academy to cry for his father and mother."

"Han Shaoqing is still performing martial arts."

Lingjiu and Song Xueyi sat on the terrace with the best view in the teahouse, listening to Xiayan and the others' reports.From their place, they could also see what Wen Zixuan and Han Shaoqing were doing from time to time.

At the beginning, Han Shaoqing begged in a normal manner, and then he went to perform in the street, and now the money he earned has almost equaled that of Wen Baozi.

Xiayan naturally wanted her side to win, so she couldn't help asking Lingjiu: "Master Jiu, isn't this considered a foul?"

Lingjiu took a sip of the fruit juice and said lightly, "It's not like beggars can't do punches and embroider legs."

Although I am very happy that what my husband has done is effective, Song Zhihua is still unhappy when he hears Lingjiu's "fancy fist and embroidered legs".

Seeing that Lingjiu and Song Xueyi seemed to be in a good mood, she said softly, "My husband relies on real talents and practical learning. If you cooperate with your husband, you will be more stable."

Lingjiu followed suit: "Business doesn't just have to be based on real skills and learning."

After Song Zhihua heard this, she wanted to refute but didn't dare, feeling unhappy.I just thought, when Han Shaoqing can beat Wen Zixun, everything will be answered.

At this time, Wen Zixuan's figure appeared where Han Shaoqing was.

Behind Wen Zixuan followed a group of students from Xuejiu Academy.

"This..." Xia Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then she was about to go down, "Your maidservant, go and find out."

"No need." The corner of Lingjiu's mouth curved slightly, "We can see."

Wen Zixuan's appearance was very inexplicable to Han Shaoqing and a group of people who watched him perform.

Han Shaoqing had to stop and looked at Wen Zixun coldly.

If he doesn't go to earn his money well, what does it mean to come to himself.

Who knew, Wen Zixuan's eyes were fixed on him, and tears slowly filled his eyes, "Wow!", and cried.

When he cried like this, he burst into tears, and Han Shaoqing was dumbfounded by crying, and even a group of onlookers were dumbfounded by crying.

Wen Baozi cried, "Brother! How could you do this? How can you be worthy of your mother and your dead father!"

"Ah!" The hearts of the onlookers immediately rose to gossip.This opening remark, as soon as you hear it, there is a joke.

"..." Han Shaoqing froze and gritted his teeth loudly.What the hell is this little fat pig doing!

But I saw Wen Baozi sitting on the ground, hiccupping miserably, "You are the only one in the family who is talented and can learn martial arts! Parents have loved you the most since they were young, and you will give them whatever you want, even if you beat someone to death. I gambled and borrowed a lot of money, and my parents went bankrupt, and I will pay you back! Woooooo...Because of this, Dad is exhausted, and before he died, you clearly promised that you would change your ways, and you will definitely do a good job!"

If you work hard, can you become the beggar you are now?The common people stared at Han Shaoqing suspiciously.

Han Shaoqing moved his lips, as if he wanted to speak, but was snatched away by Wen Baozi, "Mother is sick! She is dying of illness. Mother looks down on people who get something for nothing, but if you don't raise enough money for mother's treatment, you will die." Even my mother will disappear. I have no choice, so I came out to beg without telling my mother, who knew, who knew that I found you!"

A pair of eyes that shed an unknown amount of tears suddenly lifted up, and he stared at Han Shaoqing uncontrollably, "A year ago, you took away the only money left by the family and went out to wander around. A guard, let my mother and I live a safe life! But what are you doing now? You are actually a beggar! You are obviously capable, why do you still want to be a beggar!"

yes!You are obviously good at punching, and you seem to have real materials, why don't you go to do a good job, but come to the street to beg and perform?The common people were lured in by Wen Baozi, and their eyes staring at Han Shaoqing became especially strange.

"You're talking nonsense!" Han Shaoqing's voice was cold with anger.

(End of this chapter)