The lucky star of rebirth

Chapter 53
"what happened?"

Before Cheng Pingan took a few steps, many general flags and small flags ran out from the guardhouse, each holding a shining big knife in their hands, and rushed over fiercely.

The little flag pointed at Ping An: "This man knew he was Jinyiwei, but he rushed in in a daze. Look, he gave me a slap." Xiaoqi pointed to the red and swollen area on his face: "Since I entered the Jinyiwei, it's been a while." I haven't suffered such grievances yet, and today my brothers must avenge me."

"Nothing to say." A general flag patted his chest: "Let's see my brothers punish him."

Seeing such a lawless group of people, even if Cheng Pingan thought he was brave enough, he was frightened. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Do you know who I am? I am the eldest son of Duke Cheng."

"Ha ha……"

The crowd seemed to have heard some big joke: "The people in Cheng Guogong's mansion are amazing, not to mention that you are only Cheng Guogong's son, even Cheng Guogong himself has to be honest when he comes to Jinyiwei."

The general flag pointed to peace: "Brothers, tied up."

Cheng Ping'an raised his eyebrows, and his eyes widened: "Who dares to..."

A group of brocade guards formed an impenetrable circle around Ping'an, and saw that the knife was about to be greeted. At this time, a hundred households came out slowly and smiled: "Yes, just teach him some lessons. The commander wants to see him .”

After hearing this, the Xiaoqis were a little disappointed, but they still greeted Cheng Pingan with a smile, without falling anywhere from head to toe.

In this way, Cheng Ping'an's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn a lot, and he limped into the main hall of the second entrance courtyard with dust on his face.

The main hall is decorated like a Juyi hall in a cottage, it looks very rough, there is a tiger leather chair in the middle, Cheng Huaijin half leaned on the chair and was drinking tea, raised his eyes to Cheng Pingan: "You What are you doing again?"

"I said fellow countryman, anyway, we also came from the same place, why are you so disrespectful to my buddies." When Cheng Pingan saw that there were only two people in the room, he limped over and sat on another chair with his face on his face. Showing a bit of dissatisfaction, he pointed to his own face: "See, this is all done by your subordinates. I am a son of the dignified Duke's mansion, and it would be too embarrassing to be beaten like this. You have to get me back."

Cheng Huaijin didn't even raise her eyelids this time: "This is Jinyiwei, everyone is as aggressive as you, how can we do things for His Majesty?"

Having said that, Cheng Huaijin put down her teacup and stared straight at somewhere underground. It seemed that the blue bricks on the ground were much more interesting than Cheng Pingan's: "You must make them bloody when raising Jinyi guards, and they are not afraid of the sky if you raise them." Only those who are not afraid of the land can do things, I can't punish them, otherwise, I won't be able to convince the public."

"Okay, okay, just pretend I didn't say anything." Seeing this, Cheng Ping'an no longer asked how to punish those little flags, thinking in his heart that asking for others is worse than asking for himself, and one day he will find the place back by himself. With obvious anger on his face: "I came to ask why you copied all Tang poems?"

"All Tang poetry?" Cheng Huaijin raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's all Tang poems. You don't need any reputation as a commander of Jinyiwei, and you don't take the imperial examination. Why do you copy all Tang poems? You know that I am pointing at those who earn literary fame and want to block my way. Are you a fellow villager? Blocking talent is like killing your parents, you are clearly enmity with me." When Cheng Pingan talked about the poem manuscript, he felt infinitely aggrieved: "What do you want to do?"

Cheng Huaijin didn't know what Quan Tang poems were, nor what Cheng Ping'an's words meant, but he felt that Cheng Ping'an was a bit of a nonsense. He had a cold temper, never considered other people's feelings, and didn't bother to explain anything. .

Naturally, Cheng Huaijin would not bear Cheng Ping'an's angry attack on him.

He stood up abruptly and flicked his robe sleeves: "I wrote it and I wrote it. Why do you question it? The poems and books are there. If you can copy it, I can copy it too."

Cheng Huaijin walked away without even looking at Ping An, "Come here, send Young Master Cheng out."

In a blink of an eye, Cheng Huaijin had already left the room, and Cheng Ping'an clenched his fists angrily and chased after him: "Why do you? There must be a first-come-first-served one. I arrived first, and I wrote the poem first. Why do you judge me?" Luzi, explain to me, you stinky, shameless, thief..."

Cheng Huaijin stopped in his tracks, his eyes were gloomy and his face was full of frost, he stood there silent, but with a silent majesty and bloody aura, he shrank Cheng Ping'an and dared not say.

Cheng Huaijin raised her hand and said a word coldly: "Get lost!"

His hand didn't touch Cheng Ping'an, but Cheng Ping'an had already receded a foot away, fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood.

When Cheng Ping'an stood up and searched again, there was nowhere to be seen Cheng Huaijin.

"Mr. Cheng, please." A hundred households came over lightly, with a contemptuous smile on their faces, as a pretext, which meant to tell Cheng Pingan to get out of here.

How could Cheng Pingan have experienced this before, he just felt that his face was blushing tightly, and the anger in his chest seemed to explode, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left.

If it was normal Cheng Ping's posture and movements would be a little bit posture, but now he has blood on the corner of his mouth, dust on his face, tattered clothes, and lame legs, and he has no credence in doing this posture like a monkey Muguan scholar. Kind of a smile.

It's just that he didn't realize it, and insisted on putting on such an angry and majestic posture. Along the way, many people in the Jinyiwei came to watch, and many small flags hid in the dark and pointed at him, and even more so. And among them, there was a member of Jin Yiwei who specialized in searching for shadows and drawing pictures, took a simple pen and paper to draw a picture, and left Cheng Pingan's appearance on the paper.

As soon as Cheng Ping left, many small flags gathered around the painter to watch, laughing while watching, and one of them said: "This painting is archived, give it to me, I will keep it well, and wait for many years to bring it back again." Look, so that our younger generations can see our great achievements."

Another Xiaoqi said: "It needs to be archived. Put it together with the pictures of many high officials who made a fool of themselves in prison. It can be regarded as a memory."

Yi Zongqi slapped Xiaoqi's head with a palm: "Why do you think about it, do you think she is the young girl in Chunxiang stall? Think about it, it's not your sister Xiaocui."

Xiaoqi smiled and showed her white teeth: "I haven't seen Miss Xiaocui for a long time, hey, thinking about Miss Xiaocui's white and tender skin makes my heart itch, I will go find Miss Xiaocui to play with when I get paid."

His words aroused many topics. After a while, a group of people gathered together and talked about which lady in which building was good-looking, which lady had the best skin, and which lady was the best at serving others.

After discussing for a while, a hundred households passed by and coughed: "Why, are you so free? We only talk about those silly things when we gather here, and be careful to order the adults to deduct your salary."

So, a group of people scattered like birds and beasts.

Today may be Cheng Ping'an's unlucky day, he went out from Jinyiwei, looked at the tattered clothes on his body, and was ashamed to walk on the street, so he had to find a nearby tailor shop to buy a change of clothes, and called the shop Li helped fetch water, washed his head and face, and applied balm before going out. This time he didn't even ride a horse, so he called a carriage and sat back home.

Just returned to Duke Cheng's mansion, and before he had time to rest, a girl came to pass that it was Duke Cheng's invitation.

Cheng Pingan immediately messed with it, put some powder on his face to cover up the redness and swelling on his face, changed into the clothes he used to meet guests, and went to the small reception hall in the outer courtyard.

After he passed by, he saw Cheng Guogong sitting with a white-faced and black-bearded official. The official was wearing casual clothes, and he couldn't tell what his grade was. Cheng Ping'an vaguely felt that he had seen this person before, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Come here and greet Lu Shangshu." Cheng Guogong pointed to the official.

Only then did Cheng Pingan realize that this was Lu Youde, Shangshu of the Household Department, and hurried over to salute with a smile: "I have seen Lu Shangshu."

Lu Youde snorted coldly, and said to Cheng Guo: "Mr. Cheng, your son is back, so let's talk about it. I will ask Mr. Ling how my Lu family offended him. I am not that unreasonable, and I will never shirk how to make amends."

"What do you mean by Lu Shangshu's words?" Cheng Guogong was a little stunned by this sentence.

Cheng Ping'an didn't know what was going on: "Lu Shangshu...here, what do you mean by saying this? Could it be that the kid did something wrong, if so, please point it out."

"Don't dare." Lu Youde's face is still not good-looking: "The house of Mr. Li's house on Qingque Street is now sold. I heard that it is being repaired. Is it the idea given by Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Pingan smiled: "You said this, it is indeed my idea."

Lu Youde's face turned red with anger, and he pointed at Cheng Ping'an with a trembling right hand: "Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, you, how did my Lu family offend you? ...Although you are the duke's mansion, I am not afraid at this point, if you can't say one, two, three today, don't blame me for relying on imperial certificates."

This time, both Cheng Ping'an and Cheng Guogong were completely stunned, and Cheng Guogong also put on a straight face: "Lu Shangshu, please explain."

Lu Youde took a breath and calmed down his mood: "The house is in front of my house, I didn't pay attention to it, but my boy happened to bump into it when he was going out, but he found that the house was carved with ghosts and gods all day long. It’s like a temple, Mr. Cheng should also know about Feng Shui, so what is the intention of making the back of my house look like a temple?”

This time, Cheng Guogong was completely stunned.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Pingan, and Cheng Pingan was also stunned, stammering: "What's the intention? No intention, why don't you just build a few god statues, you are too... what's the matter!"

With a slap, Cheng Guogong slapped Cheng Ping'an's face angrily: "Son, why don't you hurry up and apologize to Lu Shangshu, and tell me what's going on."

This time, Cheng Pingan knew that something was going to happen, so he was a little more careful, covered his face and apologized to Lu Youde, thought for a while and said: "Since Lu Shangshu asked, I will tell the truth. "

(End of this chapter)