food color and fragrance

Chapter 36
Liu An was so scared that he almost peed on his pants!
His legs were trembling and weak, and he knelt on the ground immediately, pointing his fingers at the book pavilion and yelling: "I'm not a thief, I'm really not a thief, I'm here to write with the young master, the county, the county, the county magistrate The son is also inside!"

Liu An's incoherent explanation did not make the old man dissipate his anger, on the contrary, he became even more imposing, "Nonsense! This place is Fang Family's Private Pavilion, who dares to intrude? The old man wants to see how big your young master is, and even more so." Instead of talking about what it means to keep one's place!"

After the old man finished speaking, he walked in. Liu An stood up and wanted to follow, but was glared coldly by the old man, and he knelt back in fright.

Fang Jingzhi and Fanyin had already heard the noise at the door, and Fang Jingzhi felt uncomfortable with the familiarity of the voice, grinning and muttering: "Why is Mr. here again? This matter is troublesome!"

Sanskrit was very helpless, looking at Fang Jingzhi's appearance, he knew how difficult this gentleman was.

And the last time I had dinner with my father and the county magistrate Fang, I also heard that this gentleman is a great Confucian.

What is a Confucianism?The word etiquette is deeply rooted in her bone marrow, her ears are probably going to suffer!
Er Fatty didn't pay attention to these matters, he was still writing with his head down, his little hands were very serious about every stroke, and even his forehead was sweating nervously.

Fanyin looked at Fang Jingzhi, feeling a little embarrassed, and rushed to the door of the Book Pavilion to meet the old gentleman without bothering to explain.

"Humph!"

The old gentleman let out a heavy cold snort, followed by a "dang dang" sound of the crutches hitting the ground, and continuous echoes sounded in the quiet book cabinet.

Fang Jingzhi cupped her hands and laughed, "Sir, why are you here?"

"Is there anything that I can't come here?" The old man Qi Linghong stared inward, "If you don't come again, wouldn't you be here to turn the world upside down? Are there any rules!"

"Sir, the second son of Lieutenant Zhang was looking for a place to write, so the students brought him here. The other places are very noisy. How can there be a quiet bookstore? The students also happened to discuss books with Master Yang's daughter... "

Before Fang Jingzhi finished speaking, he saw Qi Linghong staring at him:
"Zhang Xianwei's son is hardworking. He still remembers writing at this time, but you are discussing books with a girl's family here? Where is your etiquette, righteousness and shame? Yang Zhiyuan, who was born as a Jinshi, taught such a daughter who doesn't understand the rules. Is it? The old man wants to see and see!"

"Sir," Fang Jingzhi suddenly felt that Qi Linghong's words were a bit too much, "Her situation is a bit special, and it was because my mother specially asked the students to take care of her today."

"Aren't you discussing books? What about people? Call me out!" Qi Linghong's reluctance made Fang Jingzhi a little dizzy.

Although my gentleman is strict, I have never seen him being unreasonable. What happened today?
Sanskrit had already heard the conversation between Fang Jingzhi and the old man clearly.

If the old man's words were heavy, it was only after he heard the words "Master Yang" that he spoke endlessly with the words "rules". Could it be that he had a grudge against his father?
Fanyin couldn't help frowning, and Erpang's handwriting was almost the same, so Fanyin asked him to put down his pen first and go out with him.

After all, this is the county magistrate's mansion, she can't cause trouble here and make jokes, otherwise father's wooden chopsticks and her prayer beads will be given away for nothing, and she will admit it when the old man reprimands her.

But what if he goes too far?
Sanskrit walked and thought, Er Fatty was still staring at him in a daze, just now he was concentrating on writing, and just as he picked up his pen, he was dragged by Sister Huai Liu to go here, only then did he hear someone yelling.

"Sister Huailiu, who is that?"

"It's Mr. Fang's husband."

"Why is it so fierce?" Er Fatty stuck out his tongue, and when he looked at the Sanskrit sound again, he felt that he was really lucky. In fact, his senior sister is the husband, because she taught him everything he learned, and not only made delicious food , but also approachable.

Why is Fang Jingzhi so miserable?Mister growls like a man-eating tiger, how pitiful!
Sanskrit didn't care about Erpang's little thoughts, and led him to the main hall of the book pavilion, where he saw the old man with a broad body and long beard staring at her.

Originally she was staring, but when she saw that she was bald, a little bit of shock appeared on her face.

"Sir, Sister Huai Liu shaves her mother to keep her filial piety and has just returned to vulgarity. That's why my mother wants me to accompany her today, so as not to..."

"Absurd! Absurd to the extreme!"

Qi Linghong slammed the table, "Where's Yang Zhiyuan? What about others? I, the Juren of Emperor Chongzhi's eighth year's examination, want to ask him, a 49-year Jinshi, whose family has a daughter who shaves her mother and keeps her filial piety!"

"I did it voluntarily, and it has nothing to do with my father." Fanyin understood what he said just now.

The old gentleman who co-authored was deliberately trying to find trouble with his father.

Her father wasn't the only one who was born as a Jinshi in Qingcheng County. Is it awkward to find it?I don't know who is being ridiculous.

The sudden opening of the Sanskrit voice made Qi Linghong even more displeased, "I don't want you to interrupt me when the old man is talking!"

"I'm just reasoning." Sanskrit was very calm, like a lake without fluctuations, but Qi Linghong blew his beard and stared like a hurricane roaring: "Are you saying that the old man is unreasonable?"

"Did I say that?"

"Don't play such little tricks, do you think the old man can't see it?" Qi Linghong pointed to the Sanskrit voice and said, "Even if you are keeping a filial piety for your mother, do you still have a little bit of sense when you walk around before the hair is renewed? Yang Zhiyuan is like this Do you pamper you? Do you know the three obediences and four virtues of women? Seeing that you are already over the age of seven, it is a joke that you don't understand the defense between men and women! This old man is really ashamed of Yang Zhiyuan!"

"That's all because of your rough mind. When there are no delusions, one mind is one Buddha country; when there are delusions, one mind is one hell. If you don't give birth to your mind with your heart, your heart will go into the void, and your thoughts will return to tranquility. From one Buddha country to one Buddha country. If the heart is born with the heart, the heart will not be quiet, and the thoughts will return to motion, from hell to hell. Old man, you have a picture!"

After Sanskrit finished speaking, Fang Jingzhi couldn't help but widen her eyes and her chest heaved.

Although he understood this truth, he couldn't say it so brilliantly. He looked at Qi Linghong's old face darkened, as if he wanted to retaliate, but he couldn't speak for some reason. His pale lips kept shaking, and he could only keep talking Leaning on a walking stick to vent my depression.

How can you open your mouth?
After seeing the two, Fang Jingzhi couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart. Yang Huailiu was so calm from the beginning to the end, while his husband was already furious and out of control, without the slightest virtue of a teacher, lost his composure...

"The old man wants to ask the county magistrate to judge!" Qi Linghong jumped out like a thunder.

Sanskrit did not speak any more, bowed with one hand and left first with Er Fatty, ignoring the old man's further yelling.

Originally wanted to respect a foot, but it was a pity that he refused to accept it, so she kept the resentment in her heart, and she would see if he dared to say such words in front of the county magistrate later.

Er Fatty was led by Sanskrit, and although he was following, he was still staring at Sanskrit in a daze.

"Look at what?"

"Sister Huailiu, you are amazing! How could you say such a thing? I can't say it?"

"You want to learn?" Sanskrit was relieved by Er Fatty's teasing, pinched his little fleshy face and continued walking.

Er Fatty rubbed his face and kept nodding, "I want to learn!"

"Then learn how to read and read well. In the future, it will make more sense than what I said." Fanyin earnestly extended the future.

Er Fatty said: "But what do you mean by those words? I don't understand."

Fanyin's footsteps stopped, and the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at him...

"Sister Huailiu, although I didn't understand, you were so imposing just now! That old man who is so angry is blowing his beard and staring, he is not as good as you!" Er Fatty's face was full of seriousness, but Sanskrit was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry. stand up.

A five-year-old child, how does he know what is "Theory of Enlightenment", the appearance is born from the heart, and the life is established by me, it is good if he does not understand, otherwise he will be fascinated by Buddhist scriptures, and he will become a little monk in the future. kill her?

Liu An quietly packed up the bookcases and chased after him. Fanyin looked for a woman to lead the way, and she took Erpang back to the small garden where his peers gathered.

Wu Lingya saw her and Erpang coming back, but Fang Jingzhi was not there, so she couldn't help coming over and said:
"Where's Brother Fang? Why are you the only two?"

"Brother Fang was caught by Mr. Fang, and he is suffering!" Er Fatty replied quickly.

Wu Lingya looked at Fanyin dumbfounded, and Fanyin smiled and said, "Maybe I have already gone to celebrate the county magistrate's birthday."

"Why don't you say anything?"

Wu Lingya bit her lip, feeling that she had nothing to say to this little bald man, she turned around and walked back to the group of ladies.

Er Fatty didn't want to play with those people, so he showed Sanskrit the words he just wrote, "Will you be criticized by Mr.?"

Although it was still a bit twisted, she could already see that it was a word, but she could feel Er Fatty's improvement, but her father didn't know it!My father is straight-tempered, and if he doesn't exaggerate and criticizes the second fat later, Lieutenant Zhang will lose all face, wouldn't that offend the dead?
Would he do such a thing?Fanyin can't guarantee it, because she doesn't have a clue about her father in her heart...

Fanyin looked at Liu An, "Did you bring the previous words?"

"The previous word? What do you want that for?" Liu An was a little surprised.

"There is a comparison to tell the difference. Just look at this word, can you tell it?" After Sanskrit finished speaking, Er Fatty immediately ran to grab Liu An, "Where is the word? Look for it quickly! You must find it." Come one!"

Liu An was almost pushed around, but he also knew that the matter was urgent, so he quickly opened the bookcase to find it.

"No... no."

Liu An trembled, and eagerly flipped through it again, still nothing.

"What should I do?" Er Fatty scratched his head, the more he looked at the handwriting he wrote, the more he disliked it, what should he do if he gets criticized by his husband?
"Why don't the slaves go home and pick it up?" Liu An looked at the sky, "I'm afraid it's too late."

Sanskrit was also very helpless, and lowered his head to think of a way.

"Do you have a pen and paper?"

"Have!"

"Open it, and write one now." Sanskrit took the two of them to a corner, "It's hard to write at the best, but it's not easy to write at the worst?"

"Sister Huailiu, are you trying to fool me, Mr. Er Pang?" Er Pang's eyes widened and his mouth widened.

"I'm doing this for you, and I'm not the one who was scolded and beaten..." Fanyin gave him a blank look, and Er Fatty hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and hurriedly wrote an article, and then Liu An kept bragging , let the ink stains dry faster.

Sanskrit watched the two of them toss, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Although she said it was because of Er Fatty not to be beaten, but in the end it was because of her father!
If you offend Captain Zhang again at this time, life will not be over!

(End of this chapter)