Kowloon wins

Chapter 37

"Humph!"

Hong Qing seldom puts on the airs of her master in front of the maids, and she has never been really moved. She always shows it with a playful laugh, but now no matter how sad the maids beg, Hong Qing's little She never saw the slightest bit of kindness on her face, she just waved her hands incomparably coldly, and hummed coldly, the cold air overflowing, immediately made all the maids fall silent.

"Little lord, I know I was wrong. If you want to punish me, you can punish me. You can beat and kill me as you please. I just ask you to let Pinger go. I kowtow to you... "

Facing the indifferent Hong Qing, Liu San'er didn't dare to have the slightest rebellion, and he didn't dare to speak out to defend himself, because he had followed Hong Qing for a long time and knew how cruel Hong Qing's calculations were, and he didn't care at all. As scary as his age should be, at this moment, Liu San'er dared not even think of anything other than kowtow vigorously and begging.

"Very good. You said this yourself. You will accept whatever the young master disposes of. You heard me right, huh?"

Hong Qing's tense little face showed a hint of ferocity, she gritted her teeth, glanced at everyone with a gloomy look, and opened her mouth coldly.

"The little one just asks the little prince to spare Miss Ping'er. As for the little one, everything is up to the master."

Up to now, Liu San'er knew that punishment was inevitable, and she didn't dare to intercede for herself. She only wanted to bear the punishment alone, so she responded with a heartless heart.

"Hmm, that's good, my punishment is..."

Hong Qing snorted coldly, Yi Pai was about to say the punishment, but she dragged on as if she hadn't figured it out yet, and didn't say anything for a long while, all the maids who were so nervous were sweating.

"Little prince, it's all the slave's fault. If you want to punish, punish the slave. Slave, slave..."

Under the heavy pressure, Ping'er's spirit obviously couldn't bear it anymore, and tears flowed out again, but her courage suddenly arose, and she raised her head resolutely, wanting to share some punishment for Liu San'er.

"Well, okay, my punishment is to point Ping'er to Liu San'er, and that's it. Do you have any objections?"

The eyes of the crowd could be described as extremely sad, but Hong Qing didn't seem to be moved, and with a flat face, she finally said the content of the punishment, immediately causing everyone to fall into a state of petrification.

"what……"

"Master, you..."

"what……"

……

After the crowd was stunned for a while, they finally came back to their senses, and they all looked at Hong Qing in amazement, not knowing which play Hong Qing was singing about.

"Hahaha..., I think this is a good idea, I will point out whoever you like in the future, hahaha..."

Although Hong Qing is now the son of the royal family, but in his soul he is still the cynical young man in his previous life. He naturally has a different view on the love between men and women, although he usually takes advantage of the maids. , but it’s only limited to having an eye addiction, and he really didn’t treat the girls as private property, let alone want to dominate the girls. By the time the guy is strong enough, all the daughters are afraid that tomorrow will be a thing of the past. I have never seen that the youngest Qian'er is three years older than Hongqing. The relationship between San'er and Ping'er is really not real. Secondly, I also want to see whether everyone is loyal or not. Of course, these are not the main purpose. The fundamental purpose is to amuse everyone. This wig After doing this, Hong Qing was already feeling extremely uncomfortable, and finally broke out laughing when she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Okay, Brother Qing, how dare you lie to others, it's too much! Sisters, don't let him go lightly!"

Seeing Hong Qing laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist, the girls finally realized that they had been tricked by their little master for a while, but because of Hong Qing's previous power, the girls felt resentful, but She didn't dare to move around, but Qian'er, the youngest, had the spirit of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers. She stomped her feet in annoyance, raised her fists and yelled, well, it doesn't matter if you yell, poor Hong In an instant, Qing was served by the fists of the women rushing towards her, and her small chest was almost smashed like a drum.

"Oh, stop making trouble, I surrender, why not surrender?"

It doesn’t matter if it’s a good man who doesn’t fight with women, or a good man who doesn’t suffer immediate losses. In a word, Hong Qing, who was overwhelmed by the “powder fist” of the “people”, surrendered very consciously, without the slightest bit of unyielding integrity. It's a pity that all the girls are angry, how dare Hongqing yell too much, just focus on punching fists, even though they all keep their hands, they don't dare to fight hard, but they can't stand the crowd, poor classmate Hongqing is about to Such a heroic sacrifice.

"Stop it, stop it all, you're going to go against the sky, don't stop it!"

Hong Qing's life was good, and when he was about to be reimbursed, the rescuers came suddenly, only to see a schoolboy rushing in, shouting and waving his hands wildly, pushing all the raging girls aside.

"Well, Mo Yu? Why did you come here?"

Although she was rescued, Hong Qing didn't show any gratitude to the visitor, instead she frowned and snorted in displeasure.

"My lord, my lord invites you to the study."

Mo Yu is a book boy in the study room in the inner courtyard. This time, he came here to invite someone at the order of the third master, but he didn't expect to encounter Hong Qing's gang fight, so he didn't think about it for a while, and hurried Rushing up to stop him, he was originally eager to protect his lord, but unexpectedly, what he got in return was not a compliment from the little master, but an expression of displeasure. Only then did he realize that he dared to be a bad person, delaying his little master's play, and his heart ached. He couldn't help but panicked, and hurriedly reported with a smile on his face.

"Oh?"

It was only in the morning that we discussed things for a long time, and just came back not long ago, Hong Qing couldn't figure out what her father wanted to do with her, her brows that were already frowning suddenly deepened a little.

"Little prince, it's like this. Chen Menglei and old master Chen, who are in charge of the prince's reading in the study, have arrived and said they want to meet the little prince. Look at this..."

Mo Yu thought that she had just messed up Hong Qing's good deed, fearing that Hong Qing would be offended, so she didn't dare to be careless, and hastened to tell the whole story.

Chen Menglei?What is he here for?

Hongqing didn't know who Chen Menglei was in her previous life, but after living in this dynasty for a while, she knew that Chen Menglei was her father's literary master, and one of the giants in the literary world today. He is currently a bachelor of the Imperial Academy. In her life, Hong Qing had never paid attention to her, and she didn't intend to have anything to do with this old man. Now when she heard that Chen Menglei wanted to see her, Hong Qing couldn't help but be a little bit guilty.

"My lord, my lord is still waiting in the study, if I go late, I'm afraid it's not right."

Hong Qing was lost in thought for a while, but Mo Yu, who was in charge of spreading the word, couldn't hold back her thoughts for a long time, and hurriedly reminded her with a smiling face.

"Well, lead the way!"

Hong Qing has never been a person who likes to dig into the horns, since she can't figure it out, she doesn't bother to waste that energy, so she waved her hand and gave a concise order.

"Cha, little prince, please."

Hearing Hong Qing's order, Mo Yu's uneasy heart immediately settled down, and hurriedly turned to one side, humbly asking Hong Qing to go first, and walked all the way to the door of the study in the inner courtyard without a word.

"The child kowtowed to the father and king."

As soon as Fang turned around the screen in front of the study door, he saw the third master sitting beside a white-haired old man, talking and laughing softly. He respectfully greeted him with a big gift.

"Qing'er is here. This is Mrs. Chen, my father's master. Hurry up and greet her."

Seeing that Hongqing had arrived, the third master did not call out, but directly ordered Hongqing to greet Chen Menglei with a big gift.

"The student has seen the master."

The third master is a very well-behaved person, Hong Qing dare not be rude in front of him, even though she keeps murmuring in her heart, but the courtesy that should be performed is extremely in place.

"My son is too polite, I am ashamed to be an old man."

Old Master Chen said he didn't dare to do it, but he didn't even raise his butt, so he accepted Hongqing's gift so calmly.

Well, you are always playing tricks, is there anyone you dare not be?
Hongqing is studious and tireless, it is for the purpose of getting rich in this dynasty, but for the scriptures themselves, she has no affection at all, and even the so-called literature is not very cold to everyone, even though Chen Menglei is her father's teacher, Hong Qing didn't have the slightest respect for him. Seeing the boss accepting her gift sharply, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, but he didn't dare to show anything inappropriate even if his father was present. He could only murmur in his heart, but his face was full of respect and humility. When he got up together, he obediently stood by his father's side with his hands down.

"I heard that the son is good at chess, and I want to ask Gao Ming for advice. I don't know if the son is willing to teach me?"

Chen Menglei looked Hong Qing up and down for a long time, seeing that Hong Qing was always calm and not at a loss because of the look in her eyes, the original curiosity in her heart became stronger, and she showed off her face With a smile, he stroked his long beard on his chest, and asked for a fight in a benign manner.

What, playing chess?Your boss came all the way here just to play chess, isn't it boring?
Hong Qing really didn't expect Chen Menglei to make such a request, her eyes could not help but freeze, and the dissatisfaction in her heart naturally deepened, but she didn't bring it to her face, but turned her inquiring gaze to her father body.

"Qing'er, Master's chess skills are the current national players. It is your blessing to be able to play chess with Master. Why don't you thank Master soon."

Yin Zhi has always respected his teachers, and even though he was also surprised by Chen Menglei's proposal, he would not say no to it. Seeing Hong Qing's gaze swept over, he immediately explained with a smile.

"Yes, my child obeys, master, please!"

Hearing her father's words, Hong Qing couldn't procrastinate any longer, so she had to accept with a smile, moved some chess pieces, chessboard and other things graciously, and bowed to say please, Chen Menglei was not too polite, just Nodding leisurely, he sat in front of the chess pieces, casually picked up a white piece, and pointed it on the chessboard without any seriousness...

(End of this chapter)