Dai Can defeated his father

Rongzhou, Fuyang County.

As a large grain-producing county with smooth wind and rain all year round, as soon as it enters July, the fragrance of rice flowers wafts inside and outside the city.

Many people are looking forward to the harvest of rice, the honest landlord Qin family to distribute the grain, and enjoy the joy of a good harvest.

At this time, the landlord Qin Lixia pulled a little finger-thick and three-foot-long Nanzhu from the bamboo forest, and with a big belly and a poopy belly, he angrily looked for someone in the yard.

"Qin Xiaoman, what about that loser?

!" "I'm a day of your immortal! The harvest of all the granges in our family last year added up to only 200,000 stones, you go to Zuihualou and make a bet to give Lao Tzu half of the output!" "Lao Tzu won't kill you

today, Lao Tzu has your surname!"

In the study, a tall and thin young man with a pale face was quietly staring at the two white cloths hanging from the beams of the room.

The life experience of the original owner Qin Xiaoman in his mind is rapidly merging with his memory.

Outrageous, he had to accept a reality.

"I crossed over. "

Traveled to a dynasty that I had never heard of. "

The Great Qianchao.

A feudal dynasty in which agriculture and industry developed together, and men and women were relatively equal.

And he, Qin Xiaoman, is the only son of Qin Lixia, the richest man in Fuyang, who owns 100,000 acres of fertile land and is a proper "second generation of landlords".

is also a ruined son of a cheating father.

Since I was a child, I didn't learn anything, I didn't say anything, and I often did stupid things to ask the old man to help wipe his buttocks.

The habitual son is like a murderer, and finally broke into a catastrophe.

Three days ago, Qin Xiaoman and his future brother-in-law took a group of newly made friends to the drunken flower building to drink flower wine.

The new Oiran is so beautiful that she is seductive, dressed coolly, sitting in someone else's arms, and always secretly sending autumn waves to Qin Xiaoman, as if she is about to be forced to urgently need Qin Xiaoman to rescue her.

The adrenaline-pumping Qin Xiaoman was a night of spring supper for the new Oiran, so he agreed to the original benefactor's condition -

gambling on poetry to win the Oiran.

Win or lose a hundred stone grain.

The future brother-in-law is a famous and wealthy talent, and his friends are even more well-known talents, and he swears that he will win the other party's nobody.

In addition, a hundred stone grains were not worth mentioning to Qin Xiaoman, so he agreed without even thinking about it.

As a result, they all lost in the end.

Although Qin Xiaoman has no advantages, he is willing to lose the gamble and make a note in person.

Who knew that under the persuasion of the "good brother" of the Oiran cup, he drank the broken piece, and after waking up after writing a hundred stone of grain, it inexplicably became a hundred thousand stones.

100,000 stones, nearly 2 million catties!

This year, there have been disasters in many places outside Shu, and grain is sold at a price of one day in Jiannan Road, which is more expensive than silver.

Whether it was food or money, Qin Xiaoman naturally couldn't take out such a large amount.

He didn't want to admit it.

However, it is not a nobody who gambles on poetry, but Wang Yaohui, the son of the long history of the state capital.

This person has been studying in other places and is known for his talents.

Only recognize words, not people.

The other party gave him three days to raise food, and if he didn't give him, he was sent to prison to work and earn food.

Seeing that the deadline has reached today, I can't hold back.

In order to let the old man continue to help wipe his buttocks, the original owner Qin Xiaoman used hanging to scare Qin Lixia.

Who would have thought that the stool under his feet was tampered with, and it fell apart after standing on it for a while.

What's more unfortunate is that the original owner put his neck around early, and the white cloth was broken when everyone was out of gas, so he let him pick up a cheap one in vain.

"Throughout the ages, beauty tricks have really been tried and tested.

Qin Xiaoman touched the bruise on his neck, and he gasped in pain.

As a result, the air flow across his throat hurt even more, and his muscles burst out.

"Childe, the master has arrived in the front yard! You remember to follow what Miss Ruan said, dozens of numbers and then kick the stool.

At this moment, a timid female voice sounded outside the door.

It's the season of the month.

It is said that what kind of person trains what kind of girl.

"Miss Ruan in her mouth had the bad idea of hanging herself because she had no proof to die, and this stupid girl was willing to take the risk of being sold to cooperate with me.

Thinking of Miss Ruan, the fiancée of the scholarly disciple, a cold glint flashed in Qin Xiaoman's eyes.

The temperature of the whole room seemed to drop by a few degrees.

100,000 stone grains were designed by the future brother-in-law to make him lose

! That Miss Ruan even came up with a bad idea to let the original owner hang himself and beg for mercy in order to let the original owner carry this black cauldron to death!

Since he inherited Qin Xiaoman's original body and memory, he had to settle this matter.

The door to the study was kicked open.

Qin Xiaoman looked up and saw a fat uncle in gorgeous clothes rushing in with a bamboo pole.

It was Qin Lixia, the father of the original owner.

"Qin Xiaoman, Lao Tzu was killed today...... Are you sitting on the ground and doing sprinkles?Which girl ring is tickling your neck so red?"

Qin Lixia looked up at the two pieces of white cloth hanging on the beam of the room, and he was even more angry.

"You kid still dare to play the trick of hanging with me?" I beat ......

dead

?" Before the bamboo pole could reach his body, Qin Xiaoman fainted to the ground.

Joke.

The original owner was already lazy and brittle, and after a hanging, he lost both qi and blood.

Another tragic meal of stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots can really make this cheap old man beat to death.

"Do you dare to play dead with me?" Climb for Lao Tzu!"

Qin Lixia kicked Qin Xiaoman.

Qin Xiaoman tugged at his chest, revealing the strangulation marks on his neck that went deep into the flesh, his whole body convulsed, and by the way, he spit out the blood stuck in his throat.

"Qin Xiaoman, Xiaoman, don't scare your father!" Qin

Lixia quickly threw down the bamboo pole in his hand and helped Qin Xiaoman to check his injuries.

When he found out that Qin Xiaoman was not hanged, but was really about to hang, he shouted at Yueji and the housekeeper who were standing at the door stupidly.

"What are you doing in a daze, call the doctor!"

for a while.

In the courtyard of the Qin family, there are people turning over on their backs.

Qin Xiaoman lay comfortably in the arms of the unlucky old man, closed his eyes, and thought about how to deal with the fact that the son of a high-ranking official was about to come to collect debts.

In an era when officials have a higher status than businessmen, even if he tells the truth about being cheated, it doesn't work.

What's more, Qin Xiaoman's reputation as a loser is outside, Wang Yaohui is a well-known talent, and no one will believe his words.

can only design Wang Yaohui to personally return the written note to him.

......

Nguyen House.

A handsome and noble man dressed in a blue brocade robe was standing under the grape trellis, shaking a fan and looking at the sundial in the courtyard.

Behind him, a flamboyantly dressed woman was staring at the side face of her noble son.

"Wang Gongzi is so good-looking, like an immortal who came out of a painting.

"When my Ruan family helps Wang Gongzi raise 100,000 stone grain, I will be able to marry Wang Gongzi, I am so happy." Ruan

Meng didn't care about the marriage contract with Qin Xiaoman at all.

When he married the Qin family, his parents just liked the Qin family's wealth, and they were able to help the Ruan family in terms of financial resources and open the way for his brother's career.

Now Wang Gongzi promised that after raising 100,000 stone of grain, he would recommend his brother to visit a famous teacher in Tianfu College, the provincial capital.

The stepping stone of the Qin family is useless.

As long as Qin Xiaoman died, she proposed that the marriage contract be annulled.

With the support of the prince Wang, it is expected that his Qin family will not dare not withdraw from the marriage.

Thinking of the happy life with Wang Gongzi in the future, Ruan Meng's eyes became even hotter.

And Wang Yaohui, as the pride of the sky, has long been obsessed with him.

He still shook the folding fan in a chic manner, watching the sun set in the west, and the sky was dyed with a large red glow.

As

soon as the folding fan was closed, he turned his head and smiled softly at Ruan Meng.

"Miss Ruan, the time has come. "

It's time for the Ruan family to be the vanguard.

"I know, I'm going to call my brother.

Ruan Meng took three steps and walked away in two steps.

Wang Yaohui didn't restrain his smile until the people in Ruan's Mansion were gone, and he commanded the entourage beside him.

"Remember that the 100,000 stone of grain I won from the son of the richest man in Fuyang with a poem spread all over the world. "

This year, Hedong Road, Guannei Road and Longyou Road are all drought and poor harvest, and when I donate this 100,000 stone grain to the Wang family, I will solve the urgent need of the Beijing Division, and my father will be able to move from the position of the five-grade chief historian to the position of the assassin and become the only existence in Rongzhou." In

this way, he not only gained fame but also won the title of official for his father.

can also show his talent in front of the Son of Heaven.

It was not in vain that he came to cater to the Ruan family's design for several days.

At that time, a ruined daughter of a noble and talented family would dare to cling to the son of the assassin history?

"Prince Wang, everything is in order, the Qin family has just invited a doctor, and that loser Qin Xiaoman really hanged himself!"

"Now the whole county knows that Qin Xiaoman lost a bet in order to win the Oiran, and many people gathered outside the Qin house to scold Qin Xiaoman for being a loser."

Ruan Mengxi ran back with a smile on her face and told him the good news.

"Regardless of whether Qin Xiaoman dies or not, the bigger the trouble, the better it will be for us. "

What Wang Yaohui wants is to use Qin Xiaoman's nonsense to set off his wit and make a name for him.

Now everything is ready, just waiting for him to come to the door to ask for food.

"Miss Ruan, call Mr. Ruan, let's go to Qin's house!" Wang Yaohui's

face was gilded with a layer of golden light in the setting sun, and his personality charm instantly increased.

Ruan Meng held his heart in both hands, followed him step by step, and walked towards a bright future together.

......

In the study.

Doctor Tang was shocked after inspecting Qin Xiaoman's injuries.

In the past sixteen years, he has seen Qin Xiaoman pretend to be sick countless times, and he thought that this time he was also acting.

But I saw that the bones in my neck were almost not broken, and the person was still alive.

I can only secretly sigh that this is really a miracle.

"The eldest young master has a very serious external injury, and he is even more depressed inside, so don't let him worry about it in the near future. "

I'll prescribe a prescription to adjust first, Master Qin, don't beat and scold the eldest young master again." It

was the first time that Doctor Tang sincerely interceded for Qin Xiaoman, a loser, and his expression was very subtle.

He glanced at Young Master Qin, who was pretending to be asleep and lying in Old Master Qin's arms.

I only hope that this loser will be able to reform and be a new person.

Let those who depend on the Qin family to survive can live in peace.

"Xiaoman, why are you bothered, it's just 100,000 stone grains, and you can't afford to pay for it!"

"If you die, how can I explain to the ancestors and ancestors?"

Qin Lixia listened to the doctor's diagnosis, and his voice was full of crying.

"Butler, go to the various granaries to transfer grain, this account Lao Tzu has accepted!" Qin

Lixia saw that his son almost died for 100,000 stone grain, and he had long forgotten that he wanted to beat this loser to death.

Don't say 100,000 stone grain.

200,000 stone grains, it can't compare to his own son's life!