food color and fragrance

Chapter 92 Farce
The matter of the Chen family has been tossing for several days and it is still not over, and the people in Qingcheng County also take it as a joy.

There are still twenty days before the winter solstice festival, and this fun offsets the boredom of the common people.

It's winter, and a smile also increases the heat and keeps you warm...

But the common people laughed happily, but there was a mess in Fuling Temple.

"Master, the food money you prepared for Mr. Zhong is not enough!"

The little monk came to the host to ask for money, and the wooden fish in the host's hand shattered with a sound of "Gaba".

The corner of the host's mouth twitched, as if there were countless ants crawling in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "I just gave seven days' food money the day before yesterday, and it's only three days!"

The little monk kept his head silent and only curled his mouth, as if he was helpless.

"Has the county magistrate received the news?" The host couldn't help asking, and the little monk nodded and said, "I have received the news."

"Then why didn't you come?" The host frowned, and the little monk replied: "I saw Liang catcher again yesterday, and I specifically mentioned that there are distinguished guests in the temple and need to buy more rice, but he didn't ask at all. Just go."

The host slapped his head, and immediately realized that the co-author Fang County Magistrate was also pretending to be confused, and I am afraid that it is no longer possible to pass the words privately, and he will be beating the gong in front and the drum in the opposite!
"Um...you didn't ask Mr. Zhong if he would like to take a walk in the city?" The host tremblingly took out another tael of silver and gave it to the young monk, "There are also many novelties in our county, and Mr. Zhong is here for the first time. Qingcheng County, don’t be too suffocated in the temple, you can broaden your mind only by broadening your horizons, go, go, take him to the county government to have a look, Amitabha.”

The little monk already understood the meaning of hosting, took the money and left.

He also wished that Mr. Zhong would leave soon, because he was arrested all day long and asked whether he would eat or drink, and he had to accompany him to dance with knives and guns. It was a novelty for the first few days, but after a long time, he couldn't stand the tiredness!The little monk was also very strange, why did Mr. Zhong never seem to feel tired?There is simply too much energy.

Is it really because of eating too much?
The little monk wondered strangely as he walked, as soon as he and Zhong Xingyan asked to go to the city, Zhong Xingyan readily agreed, and he was almost going crazy in this temple!
I will not mention keeping filial piety and abstaining from meat. All day long, except for the old bald donkey and the little bald donkey, half of the sentence is the Buddha's words Amitabha, and his ears are almost growing hairy...

If he hadn't kept his filial piety for his mother and was waiting for a letter from his father in the Northwest Army, he would have wished to leave this ghostly place as soon as possible.

Taking the little monk leisurely down the mountain into the city, the first thing Zhong Xingyan did was to find something to eat!
If he eats the radish and cabbage in the temple again, his face will turn green...

Fanyin didn't listen to Yang Zhiyuan's report about the Chen family's affairs, but Fang Jingzhi was full of gossip spirit, and came here from home to explain the matter from beginning to end in great detail.

Not only was he talking happily, but when Mrs. Chen was rolling and crying in the lobby, Fang Jingzhi herself was already leaning forward with joy, but Fanyin, Caiyun and Qingmiao all looked at him without smiling at all.

Is he sick?

Sanskrit thought silently in his heart, as for Le Cheng?

Fang Jingzhi swallowed her saliva, looked at Sanskrit and said, "Why don't you laugh? Don't you think it's funny?"

Qing Miao covered her mouth and looked at Caiyun, they thought Mr. Fang was even more ridiculous.

Sanskrit didn't hold back either, "She's been messing around with us a lot, and there's nothing to be happy about."

"So that's how it is." Fang Jingzhi suddenly realized, thinking about it like this felt a little funny, and cleared her throat to find a topic: "Did Brother Wen Qing write?"

"He's only been away for two days." Fanyin looked at Qingmiao, "Pour a cup of tea for Mr. Fang, and open the door a little. The smell of burning charcoal is a bit strong, and Mr. Fang is confused."

Qing Miao smiled and went, Fang Jingzhi scratched her head, "I might go to Beijing to study."

"Going to Beijing?" Sanskrit looked at him, "Are you going to the academy?"

Fang Jingzhi nodded, "It should be, I heard from my mother that I am going to Lianglin Academy, but I can only get the name of an epiphany."

"That's not bad. To put it bluntly, Mr. Fang's scientific examination results can't be regarded as one of the top rankings. Don't think about endowment and engraftment. Lianglin Academy is the most famous academy in Qi State. How much?" I am afraid that the magistrate has spent a lot of thought on getting the name of epiphany in a place that people dream of, so don't waste it."

Scholars are divided into three classes. Inherent students are the top students who are rationed by the state, Zengsheng is next, no rations are provided, and epigenetic students are the last, who are freshmen who have just entered school.

Fang Jingzhi curled her lips, "No matter what you say, you are old-fashioned."

"You think I am happy? If my father is the master of Qingtian, and my mother can arrange the housework well, I would rather eat delicious food and drink spicy food all day long, and don't think about anything." Fanyin looked at him, "I won't be worrying all day long of poverty."

Fang Jingzhi hissed, "I didn't say this casually, actually... I don't know why, but I just don't want to leave Qingcheng County, nor do I want to go to Beijing."

"That's up to you." As soon as Sanskrit finished speaking, he heard a burst of shouting outside the door. He listened carefully, why did it sound like Chen Yingzhi's voice?
Qing Miao was sensitive to Chen Yingzhi's voice, and before Sanskrit could speak, she had already rushed to the door, sticking to the door and listening carefully.

"Miss, it's the young lady of the Chen family who was yelling like crazy outside, and even got into a fight with Wang Lu!" After hearing a few words, Qing Miao hurried back to deliver a message.

"Chen Yingzhi?" Sanskrit was a little startled, Master Chen and Mrs. Chen were still being imprisoned in the county government office, why was she still fighting with Wang Lu at this moment?
Thinking in her heart, Fanyin couldn't help getting up and walking to the door. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Wang Lu being yelled at by Chen Yingzhi who was pulling her clothes, "You rascal pervert! Liar! I'll fight you!"

Wang Lu tore desperately, but even though he was a man, he didn't take advantage of it when he really did it, instead he was always at a disadvantage.

It's not because Wang Lu is small and weak, but because Chen Yingzhi is too strong!That thick wrist alone is almost as thick as Wang Lu's neck!
"Let go, bitch, if you don't let go, I'll fight back!" Wang Lu could only take advantage of it, but just as he finished speaking, Chen Yingzhi slapped him on the forehead with a shoe sole.

With a sound of "Pa!", Wang Lu was slapped by the sole of the shoe, leaving a deep mark on his forehead!
"Blood, bleeding!"

Wang Lu covered his head and saw the red, and pushed Chen Yingzhi angrily. It was also the first time for Chen Yingzhi to beat someone. She was shocked by Wang Lu, and before she got up, Wang Lu ran away, staggering. The limp ran away.

Chen Yingzhi sat on the ground and cried. Mama Niu and others chased them out from Chen's house. Seeing Fanyin and others stretching their heads to watch the excitement, Mama Niu felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Who would have thought that the Chen family would become what it is now?
Just as he was thinking about helping his young lady back home, unexpectedly a servant girl came out of the Chen family.

Fanyin didn't know the maid's name, but she had seen her follow Mrs. Chen.

But when Chen Yingzhi saw her, she rushed forward as if she was going to kill her, "You bastard, I will fight with you!" Chen Yingzhi no longer cared about her status as the eldest lady, and went forward to scratch and scratch hysterically.

The servant girl stepped back and said arrogantly: "What am I? The Chen family is finished, and we are not allowed to find a way out by ourselves? Could it be possible to follow the old lady to the prison to eat chaff? You appointed me to be the servant girl of Tongfang. I just got close to my uncle and you started to make trouble. What's there to make? I fiddled with dolls all day long, like a crazy witch , who will marry you!"

The servant girl took out the silver from her pocket and threw it on the ground, "I'm not a dead girl, I quit!"

The dripping little ingot spun on the ground, Chen Yingzhi froze for a while, but sat down on the ground, only watching the maid leave in a hurry, and in the corner, the thief Wang Lu was waiting for the maid, the two met Then slip away immediately.

Chen Yingzhi fell to the ground and cried bitterly, Niu Ma sighed and stepped forward to help her, but unfortunately she refused to get up.

Sanskrit shrank his neck, obviously it was that Wang Lu hooked up with the maid, and Chen Yingzhi ran into him. Mrs. Chen and Mr. Chen have become a big joke in Qingcheng County in the past two days. Chen Yingzhi may not be able to guard the Chen family's house alone. .

Does this count as evil comes with evil?

Just ordered Qing Miao to close the door and ignore it, but Chen Yingzhi happened to see Sanskrit. Shocked, she pointed at Sanskrit and said, "You! Why are you still alive? Why are you still alive?"

"Why should I die?" Sanskrit pointed at himself strangely. Fang Jingzhi was about to step forward to argue, but Qingmiao immediately stopped him. He is the eldest son of the county magistrate. At this time, he would be laughed at by the people if he stepped forward to meddle in disgusting things. .

Chen Yingzhi seemed to have seen a ghost, "You should be dead, but you are still alive, liar, you are all liars!" Taking out a puppet with steel needles from his arms, Chen Yingzhi sat on the ground and was still shaking. Poking, looking at the mantra while poking, "You should scream, you should be damned, you should be damned!"

Fanyin was speechless, and looked at the people around her who were blocking and avoiding her in horror, and looked at her in shock, as if she was about to convulse and die.

"I'm sick!" Sanskrit muttered, and even Qing Miao looked at her a few more times.

What else does she not understand?Chen Yingzhi must have managed to get her birthday horoscope to engage in witchcraft and heresy.

Don't mention this thing to fool people, and her date of birth is also not accurate. The real Yang Huailiu died a long time ago, how could she react as an imposter?
Chen Yingzhi had already tore the doll into pieces, but Sanskrit remained indifferent.

She was astonished and terrified, "Ghost, you are a ghost, ghost!" She got up and ran frantically, and the members of the Chen family had to chase after her.

Fanyin turned her head and saw Fang Jingzhi looking at her dully, "What are you looking at? Am I a ghost?"

"No, it's not." Fang Jingzhi had never seen such a strange thing, so she might as well walk over and pick up the torn doll to have a look.

But just as he walked up to it, another person picked up the puppet, and said with a sneer on his face: "Yang Huailiu, the third quarter of the ninth day of September..."

Fanyin looked up, isn't this the thief who stole her food in Fuling Temple?

(End of this chapter)