"What is the Fenyang Palace! I, Gao Yue, will do things for the saint and the Son of Heaven in the future. Gao Yue shouted, slammed Guo Xiaofeng's hand down, and then he stood up and pointed at the evil teenagers present, "If I write this book today, wouldn't I help Guo Xiaofeng bully men and women and help him to abuse?" ”

Among them, a middle-aged man riding a horse, with a burnt yellow face and a mustache, heard Gao Yue shouting "What is the Fenyang Palace", he couldn't help but be interested, so he stopped his horse and quietly observed the situation of the scripture writing workshop.

At this time, Guo Xiaofeng became angry, immediately raised his fist, and prepared to fight against Gao Yue's face.

As a result, Gao Yue smiled slightly, "You fight?" If you hurt me, when will the Son of Heaven think about it and ask, what happened to the Gao Saburo of the Lao drum? Don't talk about your dog father, even the king of Fenyang won't be able to protect you. ”

"You, you, how dare you scold my father?" Guo Xiaofeng couldn't make a fist, and his face turned blue with anger.

"Qu Shuai (evil boys like to call the boss Qu Shuai) ......" The evil boy with "Go to the poor place of the water and sit and watch the clouds rise" was intimidated by Gao Yue's words, so he stepped forward to beg Guo Xiaofeng not to come hard.

As a result, before the words fell, Gao Yue pushed Guo Xiaofeng away, split five fingers in turn, and slapped it like the wind, with a crisp and crisp sound, and turned Guo Xiaofeng's back to the face.

"Ahh Frightened a group of evil teenagers, caught off guard that Gao Yue would suddenly make a move, and they all hurriedly retreated, it was the first time they saw Brother Xiaofeng being beaten.

Guo Xiaofeng was slapped hard, his face was covered with black ink marks, and when he just turned his face, Gao Yue went up and slapped him again, this time in a different direction, hitting harder, and Guo Xiaofeng's snot flew out.

"This slap is for your father to discipline you, you are young and don't learn well, and you want to take away the essence of a weak woman all day long - the essence of others is to give to a man who is pleasing to you, how can you let this fang-slave monster-like thing come and rob it! You say that your own sister's essence has been taken away by someone else, and you are happy? ”

"This senior bachelor seems to have some truth in what he said." Several evil teenagers wavered, slowly becoming more hesitant.

Guo Xiaofeng was beaten so much that tears and snot came out, and she actually howled in place, "I didn't seize the original yuan, I was marrying her Ming Media, and the dowry was fifty times, you beat me, you beat me, why did you beat me?" I, I've grown so big, even my father hasn't beaten me! ”

Gao Yue raised his palm, and after listening to Guo Xiaofeng's words, he thought to himself, oh, people just came to write a book by themselves, and then went to propose their relatives in the open, and they didn't do anything too out of line, and they couldn't help but say that they gave him two slaps, which was indeed a bit indiscriminate.

After thinking about it, this Guo Xiaofeng's family is indeed rich, and fifty guan is not a small amount - alas, women are not afraid of coercion, they are afraid of temptation - living and fake mother Shuangwen are also poor in Pingkangfang, if they really can't resist the persuasion of this high dowry......

"Alas, the Buddha slave is more pitiful and a more simple baby. Although I beat Guo Xiaofeng a little too much, it is obvious that I should help Fonu. Gao Yue thought of a countermeasure at this time, so he put away his palm and pointed at Guo Xiaofeng.

"You sit down."

Guo Xiaofeng covered his face and didn't dare to sit.

"If you are told to sit, you will sit." Gao Yue was impatient in the next sentence.

"Okay." Guo Xiaofeng immediately sat down next to the pestle.

"Listen, I can write it to you, but when you propose marriage, you must be respectful to Zhuzhu, and you must not go beyond it, as for whether this marriage can be still or not, you have to listen to your own attitude, and you must not be strong, understand?"

"Understood." Guo Xiaofeng was very well-behaved at this time.

After speaking, Gao Yue greeted the gossip of both sides, calculated it, wrote the book with a wave, and handed it to Guo Xiaofeng.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao." A group of evil teenagers pouted their butts and were grateful in the scripture writing workshop, and then held Gao Yue's calligraphy, "The calligraphy of the high three drums, the calligraphy of the high three drums!" "A puff of smoke ran away.

The man with a scorched yellow face also smiled secretly, "Gao Yue Gao Saburo is indeed an interesting character. After saying that, he also rode his horse and went south towards the eastern market.

At the same time, a tooth boy from Dongshi, standing at the foot of the steps, also witnessed the whole process of Gao Yue's coercion of the evil boy, and also nodded slightly.

About half an hour later, Wu Cailuan appeared on the backyard wall again, looking around vigilantly like a nervous cat, and saw Gao Yue sitting there calmly copying Buddhist scriptures, knowing that the turmoil had passed, so he turned in, slapped his face, and walked in front of Gao Yue in three steps and two steps, "Yisong, are you okay!" ”

"It's okay, they don't dare to do anything to me."

Wu Cailuan couldn't believe it, so he pinched Gao Yue's arm and pinched his cheek, afraid that he would be beaten somewhere, "Is it really okay?" ”

"With a good master like you, how dare they touch half a hair of me!"

"That's it! Ha ha. Wu Cailuan took Gao Yue's taunt and grabbed her hair bun, "Actually, the little woman went out over the wall just now and found dozens of helpers, but when she saw that Guo Xiaofeng had already slipped away, she let them go home." ”

"Call it a day, let's go." Gao Yue didn't lift his eyelids, he got up and packed up his stationery luggage, put on his back, and after saying goodbye to all the scripture students one by one, he was ready to walk out of the scripture writing workshop.

Seeing Gao Yue like this, he knew that he hadn't forgiven himself for not being righteous, so Wu Cailuan chased him out, "Yisong, don't you be so angry?" Actually, it was actually the little woman I owed Guo Xiaofeng twenty yuan, and I thought he was here to ask for a debt. ”

Gao Yue stopped and rebuked Wu Cailuan very seriously, "Are you playing a game? I heard Ran Sanniang say that you owe eighty guan in the quality library of Shengye Temple alone, and you borrowed twenty guan from Guo Xiaofeng, how many debts are not clear to us in the scripture writing workshop? Alchemist, alchemist, didn't I say you...... Like me, I would never borrow anything like usury that harmed me, let alone get into the bad habit of gambling. ”

In the Red Peony Pavilion, Xue Yaoying, who was painting, suddenly sneezed slightly at this time.

"Yi Song, you are right in the previous sentence, I Cailuan has raised a lot of debts, but the latter sentence is not right, the little woman has not participated in any games at all!"

Who would have thought that as soon as Wu Cailuan finished speaking, Aunt Huang from the neighborhood came over, "Refiner, immediately after the dusk drum is over my house, play Shuanglu Changxing, and the old body is also a zero." ”

Zeroing means betting with the player in gambling, and if the player wins, he can also get a fraction of the bonus.

Wu Cailuan was embarrassed at this time, and hurriedly explained to Gao Yue, "A small bet is pleasant, a small bet is pleasant." ”

When the two were arguing, the Yayu of Nadong City came up and saluted Gao Yue and said, "Dare to ask, but Gao Sanlang and Bachelor Gao?" ”

Gao Yue looked at him and said yes.

The toothy man smiled with a mouth full of yellow teeth, and said earnestly, "In the A-shaped room of the East City Mansion, a thin banquet has been prepared, and the special senior scholar will go to talk about it. ”