The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

"Lost... Lost..."

Matsushita Jianyi, who had an extraordinary bearing at the last moment, was decadent. He scratched his hair in pain and knelt on the ground like a fierce ghost, which frightened a group of great scholars.

What's the matter? It's just that I lost the Sutra, isn't it?

The Confucians were in a dilemma and felt a sense of shame to bully others for no reason.

"Ha! How capable am I to be master Matsushita of Fuso? Even the servants of Shihui hall can easily defeat you. I don't know what strength to show off when I'm in the post house?"

The Korean people who have been watching the excitement all the time laugh with their hands and hands, with a mouthful of Daqian Mandarin with a little northeast flavor. They don't have the bearing of scholars at all.

Although it was not pleasing to the eye, Jiang qianxia strangely found that both Mr. Jing Shi who wanted to catch her back and continue to copy books behind her and the great Confucian who worked as a gunman for her outside had a habitual coldness.

Seeing her doubts, Mr. Jingshi said with an expressionless tone: "Korea, a small country, should be so rude."

"... just be happy."

It turns out that although Fusang is arrogant, which makes the gentlemen unhappy, it is at least the No. 1 figure in their eyes, and has been following the Korean people who have been taking part in the fun... That is not a civilized person! No more demands!

If the Koreas know this strange tolerance and understanding, they don't know whether to be happy or angry

Although the well-informed gentlemen of the Shihui hall did not regard the Koreas as their own kind, the scholars in Fusang who had been badly hit were particularly concerned about the views of the Koreas on them.

Beichuan, with a solemn and stirring look that almost endured the humiliation of his crotch, first stared at the next ridicule of the Korean people with hungry wolf like red eyes, then staggered and slowly walked to Matsushita Jianyi, who was already crazy.

"Panasonic teacher!"

When he screamed, Matsushita Jianyi's eyes cleared a little, slowly looked up and showed a sad smile.

"The teacher is incompetent and can't keep the school status of master Jiangchuan."

Beichuan sadly closed his eyes, and two lines of tears fell down his cheeks.

Yes, this time, they came to Dachan through hardships on the sea. They were desperate and wanted to be famous.

As long as they can get some praise and affirmation in the circle of Confucian scholars in Daqian and return to Fusang with the reward of the suzerain state, the declining River and river can shine again!

But they were in a hurry. They went the wrong way.

Fearing that it would not be effective to challenge ordinary scholars, they were fully prepared and wanted to try the owner of Shihui hall, which has been the most popular in Daqian recently.

She is only a woman in her twenties. She is also a merchant greedy for money. Although she is the most famous, her knowledge must be average. If they win her, they will get a great reputation!

For this sutra discussion, they kept preparing in the post house for a long time, and also collected many rumors about her - God of wealth, night fork, killing without blinking an eye, excellent medical skills and favor

There are countless auras, but no one says how good her knowledge is. It can be seen that this war should have been a try!

Even if you lose!

Yes, they are also ready for defeat. If the owner of Shihui hall is really knowledgeable and insightful, they will have a war of words. It will be a good talk if they spread it after the defeat!

But it happened that they didn't even see the owner of Shihui hall. They were beaten by a group of most common servants. They lost so badly that they had no resistance at all!

What makes Beichuan more unacceptable is that the teacher who pulled him out of hell and let him admire, dedicate and serve him wholeheartedly is so vulnerable!

He regarded him as a belief. Now the belief has collapsed and the gods have lost their aura. What is the significance of his existence?

"Whining -"

The short knife with a long forearm was slowly drawn out, and Beichuan's eyes showed dead silence and endless coldness.

"Teacher Panasonic, as a sinner in the river, only your blood can wash away this shame."

"Sleeping trough?! what are they going to do? Why did they pull out the knife? That means it's going to be hard?"

I didn't hear Beichuan's words clearly. I only saw Jiang qianxia, who drew his knife, covering his mouth in surprise. His free hand naturally took out the pistol from his waist and aimed at Beichuan, who was in an unstable state of mind.

Looking at her natural action, a gentle smile flashed on Mr. Jingshi's indifferent face - although their knowledge is poor, it is the most difficult to protect their hearts.

"Blood? Beichuan, what do you want to do!"

Matsushita Jianyi has no time to mourn his tragic experience. Now his back is cold and his hair stands up - he sees the killing intention from the eyes of his most valued students!

He wants to kill him, the benefactor who took him home from the slum, the gentleman who taught him as a real son and imparted all his knowledge without reservation?!

"Teacher, stop struggling. It's really ugly... I don't want to see you like this!"

Beichuan was completely crazy, and his face was covered with tears, which showed how painful he was.

But while approaching with the tragic step by step of his dead parents, he also nervously showed a look of "I'm for you", saying that he asked Panasonic Jianyi to commit suicide to restore his reputation and his tall image in his heart

It's like watching the scene of a nervous patient!

The next scene is more shocking and unacceptable.

Matsushita Jian, who was forced to commit suicide by Beichuan with a knife, repeatedly couldn't bear the pressure of death. He kept climbing away. When he saw that he couldn't hide, he kicked him in Beichuan's heart. Taking advantage of his retreat, he turned over and climbed from the ground like a rabbit and ran out quickly. It seemed that he wanted to escape!

Beichuan, who was kicked, looked at Panasonic Jianyi's hurried escape, howled like grief and anger, and chased after him with a knife.

After all, as an old man and a young man, Matsushita Jianyi was soon chased by Beichuan and fell to the ground again.

"Teacher... No, you are no longer my teacher. My teacher is a divine existence. How can you escape the opportunity to wash away your shame like you? How can you be so embarrassed and cowardly!"

Beichuan yelled angrily, only in exchange for the collapse of Panasonic Jianyi kowtow and beg for mercy.

Then, Beichuan cried and cut off the head of Panasonic Jianyi... Down

"Hiss -"

Jiang qianxia, taking a cold breath, shivered back and stared at Mr. Jingshi, who was also looking at him foolishly.

"Lessons from the past, lessons from the past! You and the students in the college don't also have this crazy worship of me. They think I can do everything. I just want to go up to heaven and stand side by side with the sun. Then one day they find that I'm not so great and just want to cut me down!"

Mr. Jingshi thought about it and thought that she summarized the tragedy outside very well and in place.

But

"Dean, you think too much. Do you remember that you are a public negative textbook for gentlemen when they teach. When you get rid of your ignorance and incompetence, you will worry about this problem again."

The same expressionless face is mixed with complexity and dislike... Lying in the groove! If the old stone doesn't ridicule her, will she really die!