Ziyou's movement was so loud that Shen Shengping and Liao Qingpeng, who were talking not far away, stopped, raised their eyes and looked at Ziyou.

Liao Qingpeng recognized Ziyou for the first time, and his eyes suddenly sank, and the joy of talking to Shen Shengping was gone.

Shen Shengping noticed this change and asked curiously. "Who is that barefoot, Brother Qingpeng knows?"

I don't know him, Liao Qingpeng only has one kind of annoyance for him, he debated with each other in front of a group of people before, but in the end, he was completely refuted and had nothing to say, which was not a good feeling.

Liao Qingpeng wanted to get back on the field, and after the previous rebuttal, he even thought of another set of rhetoric to cross-examine Ziyou, but Nazi You ran fast and never had a chance, which is also a pity.

Now that Ziyou has reappeared here, it has given Liao Qingpeng another chance.

When Liao Qingpeng heard Shen Shengping's words, he restrained the ruthlessness on his face and said with his hands. "It's just a barefoot, how can I know him, it's just that this guy has offended me."

"Offended?" Shen Shengping lost his voice. "Brother Qingpeng has a meritorious reputation, if he offends you, he can be caught in the yamen and blamed?"

Belch?

Shen Shengping's offense here is understood to mean that Ziyou hit Liao Qingpeng, if so, he will really be heavily reprimanded by the yamen, but the real situation is that Ziyou is a verbal offense, not even a curse.

Just refuted with facts, Liao Qingpeng was aggrieved, at this time, Liao Qingpeng would rather be beaten and send Ziyou to the yamen, such a result can be acceptable to him.

Liao Qingpeng laughed dryly. "He's just a layman, and if he cares too much, he will show his self-surrender."

It's very vague.

"Brother Qingpeng is worthy of being a scholar, and he is really open-minded."

Speaking of this, Shen Shengping looked at Ziyou and looked at it carefully. It's okay if you don't look at it carefully, but if you look at it carefully, it always feels a little familiar.

Familiar...... Shen Shengping frowned and thought about it.

……

Ziyou squatted down in front of Xiao Fan and helped her get the weeds that were mixed in her hair. He helped the little rice up and said softly. "It's okay, brother is here, drive those bunnies away, no one will bully you in the future."

Tried to comfort her.

The latter heard Ziyou's voice and raised his head, his eyes moist. After getting up, he wrapped his arms around Ziyou's waist and held it tightly.

Silent snorting.

Xiaomi cried...... Azusa clenched her fists. said to Shen Kuo, who followed behind him. "I'll leave my sister in your care, that's it."

Shen Kuo was startled, a little aggrieved. "At that time, I wanted to protect me, but Mr. Liao blocked me, and I had no choice but to come to you for help."

Mr. Liao...... Liao Qingpeng.

Ziyou turned his head and looked at Liao Qingpeng over there, and the other party was also looking at him. It's just that there was anger in Ziyou's eyes, which made Liao Qingpeng couldn't help but take a step back, but he thought of something and plucked up his courage.

Liao Qingpeng is the husband of this group of children. It is equivalent to a modern teacher, the so-called model of a teacher, who should not only teach knowledge, but also teach students how to behave.

But this Liao Qingpeng is obviously not a competent teacher. actually connived and instigated his students to bully a little girl who couldn't speak.

This kind of person really doesn't deserve to be called a teacher, if in modern times. If he dares to do such a thing, he will definitely be directly revoked from his teaching certificate, and he will even be retaliated by excited parents.

Ziyou is that excited parent.

It's okay for children to be ignorant, just teach more lessons, he can be so ignorant as a gentleman.

It's a shame on the teaching profession.

No...... He does not have a teaching certificate, so it should be regarded as teaching illegally.

No matter what, Ziyou couldn't let him go easily.

Ziyou pushed the rice away, comforted her a few more words, and then put her here, and then walked towards Liao Qingpeng with bad intentions.

"What do you want to do?" Liao Qingpeng looked at Zi swimming over, a little scared.

Shen Shengping was looking at Ziyou, trying to remember where he had seen him, but thinking about it, Ziyou was just a civilian, how could he be familiar with this person with his identity, maybe it was just a portrait.

Shen Shengping breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to the surrounding family members. "Didn't you say that people weren't allowed to come here, what's going on?"

Shen Shengping is also a young master in the Shen family, those family members looked at each other and set their eyes on Shen Kuo, the meaning is self-evident, Shen Kuo brought him in.

Ziyou turned a deaf ear to everything around him, and didn't even pay much attention to Shen Shengping, who was on crutches, and didn't die here.

All his attention was focused on Liao Qingpeng, pressing forward step by step as Liao Qingpeng kept retreating.

He raised his hand and slapped it down.

Liao Qingpeng is a scholar who only reads sage books, and he can recite poems correctly, but he inherits the appearance of most scholars physically, and he can't help but be weak.

After Ziyou's palm waved.

Liao Qingpeng only felt that his face was hot, and his body shook because of the force, but he just wanted to stabilize his body and reason with Na Ziyou.

Ziyou kicked over again, completely causing him to fall to the ground.

"You ......" Shen Shengping opened his mouth wide, as if he couldn't believe that this barefoot was so bold that he beat up the famous Liao Qingpeng in front of everyone's eyes.

He wanted to stop it, but because of the injury last time, it was still difficult to walk now, and he could only watch Ziyou commit such a murderous thing.

The actions of people like Liao Qingpeng, insulting him with words is no longer enough to relieve hatred, only by making him suffer physically can he have a long memory.

So Zi Yu did it, and he didn't hesitate to do it, as for the chain reaction that would be caused later, I will talk about it later.

Because he was wronged, this is his backlash, and he can't bear it.

Liao Qingpeng covered his face and raised his head, looked at Ziyou, who was looking down at him, and gritted his teeth. "How dare you hit someone?"

"Hitting? It's all light, and scum like you shouldn't be alive. ”

"You! You! Liao Qingpeng wanted to say something, but suddenly noticed the small rice not far away, and laughed after thinking of something. I see, that dumb girl is your sister? I said, where did such a cheap daughter come from, it turned out to be your sister, a vulgar person who didn't respect the ancients, and it turned out that my sister was a mute, haha! What retribution! Do you know it's amazing? ”

"Repay your girl's head!" Ziyou was furious, raised his foot again and stepped on Liao Qingpeng on the ground.

The latter's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver and cried. "Come on, hit someone!"

The incident here finally attracted the attention of others, and after Ziyou kicked Liao Qingpeng a few times, two family members ran over and held Ziyou, so that he could not continue to commit murder.

Liao Qingpeng was a little beaten and couldn't get up, looked at Ziyou with resentment, and saw that he was controlled by the family, and said to him angrily. "I'm famous, you do it like this, wait to eat the stick of the yamen......"

"A reckless man like you who doesn't know the general body has insulted Sven of our readers." Liao Qingpeng shouted.

Ziyou was pulled by the shoulder, did not make a meaningless resistance, stared at Liao Qingpeng's face, and said fiercely. "How dare someone like you say you're a scholar?"

"Why don't you dare? I have been reading hard for 20 years, chanting poems, and doing it right, why am I not a reader, not as good as you, recklessly, and extremely vulgar. ”

"Is that so?" Ziyou's face sank again. "If you chant poetry and write it right, you are a reader?"

"Yes."

"In our hometown, three-year-old children can recite poems against each other, so they are also considered readers?"

Liao Qingpeng's face changed. "How can a three-year-old child do such a thing as a poem, and no one will believe it."

"Don't believe me?" Ziyou said. "Then you come to chant poetry, right, let me see how many pounds and taels you have, and I will meet you in place of the three-year-old child in our hometown......"

"Crush your last fig leaf." (To be continued.) )