Chapter 3: The Beaten Lord

However, on the second day, Shan Guang came early, and only quietly inquired about Lian Zhi'er's beating yesterday, but saw that there was no wind in the mansion, so he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

He was guarding the corridor, but saw Lian Zhi'er walking over with dark circles, as if he hadn't closed his eyes all night.

"The county lord is so diligent, he must have already memorized the rolling melons, right?" Shan Guang's face was full of flattery, and he looked more and more deer-headed rats.

Lian Zhi'er drooped his head, looking like a catastrophe was coming, "I only remember a few words......"

There was a bit of melancholy in Shan Guang's eyes, if Lian Zhi'er was beaten again today, I was afraid that King Beiliang would have to expose his skin. The hateful thing is that Shi Ran is a person who does not enter oil and salt, so he can only find another way.

He was also a sinister and cunning person, and soon had an idea, and said with a busy smile, "My subordinates have a way to ensure that you can recite it." ”

Lian Zhi'er raised his head in a hurry, surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly said, "Say it quickly!!"

Na Danguang whispered quietly, and Lian Zhi'er listened with a solemn face, until he finished speaking, Lian Zhi'er frowned and asked, "Is this really possible?" It's scary to see Shi Dye, wouldn't he be annoyed if he caught it? ”

"The county lord just rest assured." After speaking, he patted his chest, looking confident.

When the two of them went to the study, they saw that Shi Ran had already arrived, and he was standing by the window, but he was wearing a crescent white robe, with a silver crown in his hair, a face like jade, and his eyes like paint.

And his little guy Luoqi also came today, and when he saw Lian Zhi'er, there was a faint disdain and disgust in his eyes, and he turned his face unceremoniously and let out a sneer.

It's no wonder that his master, a bachelor of the Chongxian Pavilion, was coerced to teach this barbaric woman. Moreover, the Beiliang Army is even more evil in Beijing, and everyone is already jealous.

He heard the voice and turned around slowly, still without any expression on his face, not even a look of joy and anger.

Lian Zhi'er couldn't help but be a little nervous, and twisted her fingers around the tassels made of ostrich tails on her clothes. But she saw that the single light gave her a look, signaling her not to be afraid.

Sure enough, he asked her to memorize a few verses she had learned yesterday.

"Yo Yo Lu Ming, Wild Apple ......" She couldn't help but get nervous, and she forgot all the words she had memorized all night, and only eight words were already stumbling.

The light stomped his foot sharply, then let out a soft cough from behind.

Lian Zhi'er understood, so he looked at Shi Ran nervously, but saw him bowing his head and writing on the paper, so he let go of his hanging heart.

She quickly pulled her sleeve open, but she saw that small characters were densely written on her thin white wrist, and she lowered her head and read it fluently.

"I have a guest, Deyin Kong Zhao. Seeing the people as she ...... to it, she was thinking energetically, but she heard a soft cough behind her.

Her heart was almost bursting out of her chest, and she was busy covering her cuffs, but at that moment, she saw a pair of bony hands reach over and grab her wrists.

Even though his wrists were so cold, her cheeks were still red.

At this time, Shi Ran had clearly seen that the few poems copied on her wrist were the newly learned poems from yesterday, and her voice suddenly became cold, "Stretch out your hand, thirty precepts." ”

Shan Guang's face changed in fright, and he said hurriedly, "Shi Gongzi, you can't beat it, how can King Beiliang spare you?" ”