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The so-called talented women, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, are all refined. (To read the latest chapter of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network) However, they are not necessarily the strongest people in life, Chen Yinger is such a woman. Originally a young lady from an official eunuch's family, her father was first deposed and then assassinated, and her mother begged to commit suicide without a hanging beam, and when she was dying, she gave her daughter to the eldest young master of the Zhou family, a cloth merchant in Jinling, as a wife, and she was thirteen years old this year.

Giving birth to children is a unique mission given to women by God, Chen Yinger is also angry, and soon after marriage, the news of pregnancy came out, and the import of Tian Ding is a major event in the clan society. Just because his son came out of his mother's womb two months early, he was very happy and sad, and the jubilant Zhou Mansion instantly became deserted, and all that filled his ears was the sound of others talking. This scene is reminiscent of the connotative photo: a white couple gave birth to a dark-skinned child, and the white wife had a blue nose and swollen face.

Without the support of her mother's family, Chen Yinger, who has a weak temperament, has plummeted in the house.

Only the new people laugh, who hears the old people cry? The husband married another good wife, Chen Yinger moved to the most inconspicuous corner of the house with tears, doing the hardest and most tiring work without pay, it is no exaggeration to say that she is not even as good as an old mother.

The new lady was pregnant, ten months pregnant, and gave birth to a son, as if in order to deliberately stimulate Chen Ying'er, her son was named Zhou Chun, the small character Mingcong.

The two children are less than two years apart, one is well-dressed and the other is in tattered clothes, the former is too smart, the latter is stupid, he is simply mentally retarded, and he only knows giggling and giggling all day long. The only thing that comforts Chen Yinger is that her demented son can always recognize his mother, and he also knows that he is filial to his mother, and the mother and son depend on each other, and fifteen years have passed in a flash.

The mentally handicapped son is thin, but at the age of fifteen he is like a thirteen-year-old, and he has not memorized the first four sentences of the three-character scripture for seven or eight years; Zhou Mingcong is tall and big, but thirteen years old is like fifteen years old, reading the three-character scripture is not much better than Chen Yinger's mentally handicapped son, but he is proficient in everything, and he learned to play with girls at the age of twelve.

The young man doesn't understand the truth of "a small masturbation, a big masturbation hurts the body, and a strong masturbation is gone", in just one year, he played all over the big and small maids in his mother's room, and he didn't know why, he made up his mind to hit Chen Yinger.

The mentally handicapped is not stupid, Chen Yinger's son knew that Zhou Chun was bullying his mother, so he pounced on him and fought, but the two were not a heavyweight at all, and he was pushed by Zhou Chun, and the back of his head slammed on the threshold.

The blood stained the floor red, Zhou Chun was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he ran away; Chen Ying'er was so frightened that her legs were weak, and she stumbled over and hugged her son, who was like gold paper and angry, and cried loudly, and after crying, she begged the housekeeper to find Langzhong for her son.

The old housekeeper was kind-hearted, and invited Langzhong to see the disease, and the old gentleman turned into a sigh after hearing and asking: "People can't be resurrected after death, the little lady please mourn ......"

Before Lang Zhong's words landed, Chen Ying'er rolled her eyes and slumped on the ground.

"Where is this?"

Chen Xu slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the rough room. Lao Langzhong pointed at Chen Xu with his mouth open, stunned for about half a pillar of incense, he shouted, "Fraud the corpse", and ran away, his movements were not like the elderly at all.

"Corpse?" Chen Xu was even more dazed, "Does I look like a corpse?" ”

The old butler shook his head and sighed, "Poor child," after a pause, he continued, "first help your mother up, she is also a hard-working woman." ”

Child? Mother? Chen Xu stretched out his hand, it was really a child's hand, and then looked at the woman on the ground, there was no trace of blood on her face, and she muttered to herself calling her son, he felt his heart tingling inexplicably, why is this so?

Chen Xu only remembered that he was the top killer of a killer organization called "Dark Dragon", and because he was tired of that kind of precarious life, he carefully planned for several years to escape from the organization, but in the end he failed. Death may be a relief, Chen Xu thought a moment before he lost consciousness; Now that he's not dead, is that qiē just a dream? The organization shouldn't be interested in playing this kind of prank, right?

Although the "hardware" has not changed, the "system" has been reinstalled, and this transformation cannot be reversed by human beings, Chen Xu gradually accepted this seemingly absurd fact and his new identity.

The "idiot young master" of the Zhou Mansion has become smarter, and the happiest person is Chen Yinger, whose dark life has finally seen the dawn of hope. In addition to hard work, she taught her son to read and write.

The son's intelligence far exceeded his mother's expectations, and he only needed to tell the obscure articles in the books once before he could memorize them backwards.

"Xu'er, my mother hasn't taught you yet, why do you know?"

"If you don't teach, you can do it, is there a better gentleman in the world than my mother?"

Reading is mental work, and for Chen Xu, the most urgent thing at present is exercise. The weakness of this body was beyond his expectations, and at a certain convenient time, he even experienced what it means to be "powerless".

Every day before dawn, Chen Xu boxed under the tree, he had learned a lot of boxing skills in his previous life, but the best was Tai Chi. Tai Chi can defend oneself against insults and defeat the enemy; It can also regulate qi and nourish the heart and prolong life.

The real Tai Chi advocates the practice of self-cultivation with a void spirit, relaxation and tranquility, when the blood vessels of the whole body are relaxed, the pores are opened, the bones are smooth, the heart is calm, the amount of exercise is very large and the consumption is very small, Chen Xu has already understood the essence of Tai Chi, and he is very handy in practice, and in just a few days, his body has changed significantly. Chen Xusheng is handsome, as his blood grows stronger, he becomes more and more red and white-toothed, and he has been regarded as a girl several times.

Chen Xu knew that the Zhou Mansion didn't treat him very well, if he was alone, where in the world could he go? What not to do? He doesn't have to be a man with his tail between his legs. Before he was able to protect his mother, he didn't want her to suffer with him.

However, the tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, Master Zhou Chun's heart is not dead, and he harassed his mother one after another, the first time he endured it, the second time he endured it, the third time he couldn't bear it, and then took a step back, and there was an abyss behind him, so he broke Zhou Dashao's two legs.

Zhou Fu is simply reading, Zhou Chun's mother wants to repay the report unrelentingly, the old lady is furious and will be served by the family law, Chen Yinger is at a loss, she just kowtows "dong dong", begging the old lady, the lord, and the lady to forgive her son.

"Mother, there is no room for us here, just leave." Chen Xu looked coldly at the old and young of the Zhou Mansion, and he picked up his mother strongly, "They are not worthy of your kneel, no one is qualified, mothers are expensive by their sons, one day I will let them prostrate at your feet." ”

People don't live for themselves, Chen Xu's eloquent words are by no means untrue, this is his promise to his mother.

The man promises a thousand gold!

Chen Xu's mother and son left slowly, and no one in the house stopped them, the old lady looked at Chen Xu's back with complicated eyes, creating a huge family business of the Zhou family, and he couldn't read Chen Xu; The eldest young master, who was a father, lowered his head, and the gaze of the strange son made him feel sincere awe.

This year was the thirty-second year of the reign of Emperor Shenzong of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Chapter 1: Mother and son ride a donkey into Beiping

In late autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the geese flying in the south are broken.

On the official road leading to the capital, the leaves are falling Xiao Xiao, two slender figures seem to be swaying in the wind, the woman is twenty years old, the cloth skirt and hairpin can't hide her beautiful face, holding the reins in her hand, and the other end of the reins is tied to a donkey, and the donkey is carrying the bedding luggage on its back.

Dayan's main means of transportation are horses and carriages, and the bloodline of the horses is closely related to the identity of the owner. Riding a sweaty BMW swaggering through the city and driving a Rolls-Royce on the road with the future generations The police did not dare to intercept a reason, as for the donkey, it is not even as good as Alto, at best it is only an elderly scooter.

In Chen Yinger's heart, her son is the first, the donkey is the second, and the last is herself. According to her idea, her son rode on the back of a donkey, and she walked on her own; Of course, Chen Xu disagreed, and neither mother nor son could convince anyone, so as a result, "mother and son competed, and the donkey benefited".

"Xu'er, are you tired of walking? Let the little black carry you. ”

Chen Ying'er gasped slightly, brushing the hair on her forehead, she looked up at the sun, took her son's hand and asked. From Jinling to the capital, more than two months of exercise, Chen Xu is far stronger than before, but his cheeks are still not plump, especially highlighting a pair of eyes, he looks very much like a cute Lori.

Chen Xu is also tired, but his so-called "tiredness" is measured by his mother's body, and whenever his mother can't walk fast, he will stop when she insists on a short distance.

"Mother, there is a tea shed in front, let's drink a bowl of tea and rest."

The tea shed was full of peddlers and pawns from all over the world, talking about the new things they had encountered and heard, whether true or false.

Tie up Xiao Hei, Chen Ying'er took Chen Xu's hand and lowered her head timidly and walked timidly to the table with a vacant seat in the corner, opposite the table sat a woman in coarse linen clothes, dressed as a monk and not a layman, with a long sword on her back, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the sky, and her appearance was beautiful, especially the dusty atmosphere, which made her seem to fall from the nine heavens to the mortal world, which could be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed.

The man is lustful and has a good face, and he doesn't dare to look directly at the fairy, his eyes always look around, and he stops on the fairy's face for a moment and immediately turns to other directions. Chen Ying'er's mother and son sat down, their eyes gradually became a little unscrupulous, the women in the rivers and lakes who did not know their origin did not dare to provoke lightly, and the soft and weak women from good families certainly did not have such concerns.

Chen Ying'er carefully put the small soft burden on her lap, she looked at the busy guy and said timidly: "Shop, come... A pot of tea. ”

I was afraid to frighten the people in heaven, and I didn't dare to raise my voice.

Chen Xu looked at the woman opposite, and thought: "Fortunately, she is carrying a wooden sword, if she changes to an iron sword, she will definitely be struck by lightning when she goes out on a rainy day." Hearing his mother's words, he couldn't help but sigh and repeated in a loud voice: "Shopkeeper, come to a pot of tea." ”

"Guest, it's good."

Chen Xu, who has lived in the past, must understand this era if you want to adapt to an era, and the fortress is always breached from the inside. During this time, he learned more or less, and what he heard the most was all kinds of rumors about the "Emperor of Greedy Money", as for the people in the rivers and lakes, he had no contact, and the woman in front of him carried a wooden sword to swagger through the market, maybe he could find a breakthrough in the problem from her.

"Meeting is fate, don't dare to ask the girl what to call her." Chen Xu asked with his fists clenched.

The woman took a sip of tea unhurriedly, looking at Chen Xu's eyes a little playful, she said, "My sister's name is Qingtan." What he thought in his heart was, "The little girl is dressed as a man, and she has to pretend to be old-fashioned, it's really hard for their mother and daughter." ”

It's not the first time that he has been misunderstood, he was slightly stunned, Chen Xu already understood, but he didn't plan to expose it, so he continued to ask in her tone: "Sister Qingtan is carrying a sword on her back, she must be a great hero who punishes rape and eliminates evil." ”

Chen Xu himself felt numb, but Qingtan smiled slightly, "Sister is not a big hero. ”

"Don't you believe it......"

Qingtan's expression moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at the few men at the diagonal table, with big shoulders and round waists, full of meat, and fierce faces, they were pointing and whispering; Chen Xu followed Qingtan's gaze, he had learned to "read lips", and he knew what they were discussing.

"The little lady is very peugeot."

"There is also the little baby who can't distinguish between men and women, which is the most suitable for warming the bed."

"Find a place where no one is around."

"The boss picks first, and picks the rest for the brothers to try......"

“……”

Chen Xu lowered his head slowly, he didn't want Qing Tan to see the killing intent in his eyes. Chen Ying'er didn't know that her mother and son had been remembered, so she took out the dry food from the baggage, broke it, handed it to her son in large pieces, and kept the rest for herself.

Chen Ying'er didn't save any private money, and the dozen taels of silver given by the old housekeeper are now less than three taels, so she has to save money.

"Xu'er, what's wrong with you? Don't like to eat? ”

Chen Xu raised his head and smiled at his mother, he was never a picky eater, he used to receive hellish training, as long as he could provide energy, he could stuff it into his mouth, wasn't it worse than steamed buns?

"The steamed buns are cold, soak them in hot water and eat them, and my mother will add some sugar to you."

Chen Ying'er took the steamed buns piece by piece and broke them into the porcelain bowl, took out a small paper bag from the baggage, poured some sugar into the bowl and poured hot tea. This kind of sand sugar is not as purified as in later generations, and there are many impurities, but for the poor mother, this is a rare luxury, but she is reluctant to add sugar to her son.

"Mother, I'll refill the pot."

Chen Xu passed by the men with a teapot full of boiling water. Suddenly, as if someone had tripped over him, he threw the teapot out, and the tea poured one of them into a soup chicken that could directly remove its feathers, and at the same time as the scream came out, a sharpened wooden stick slipped out of Chen Xu's sleeve and threw it at the man sitting with his back to him without leaving a trace.

The bench was narrow and the butt was large, and the stick was pierced deep into the area under his tail bone.

"Oh......"

Far louder than the howl just now resounded through the tea shed, the man's thick body bounced up like a leather ball, his hands covered his buttocks, and the red-eyed rabbit jumped up and down.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

"Boss ......"

"Little bastard, no eyes?"

The man with a red face who was scalded by boiling water glared at Chen Xu and scolded.

Chen Ying'er hurriedly walked to Chen Xu's side, "Big brother, my Xu'er is still a child, he didn't mean it." He apologized and picked up his son.

"Mother, I'm fine."

"Second child, what's the nonsense? Give me a hard lesson, this little bastard. The boss was still holding his buttocks, the chrysanthemums were broken, his stomach was full of wounds, the pain was reflected on his face, and his expression became more and more hideous.

"Who dares to do it!" Qingtan stood up suddenly.

"Who are you? Hugh be nosy. ”

The boss was a lot more polite, this woman was carrying a sword, and she didn't look like something to be messed with.

"Hanging Temple Qingtan!"

As Qingtan's voice landed, the noisy tea shed suddenly became audible, and when Chen Xu looked up again, the few people who wanted to cause trouble ran faster than rabbits, and disappeared into the distance of the official road in the blink of an eye.

Monastery? Chen Xu looked at Qingtan in surprise, who is she?

"Little sister... Brother, be careful in the future, those people are not good people, you can't afford to mess with them. Qingtan took Chen Xu's hand, cordially like the big sister next door, "Sister has something to do first, you and I are destined, and we will see you again in the future." After a pause, she said to Chen Ying'er again: "Madam, cherish." ”

The fairy floated away, and the others bowed and worshipped, looking at Chen Xu's mother and son, their eyes were full of envy, so much so that the owner of the tea shed did not charge money at the checkout.

"Mother, what is this Hanging Temple?"

"The Hanging Temple, also known as the Middle Earth Spirit Mountain, the Little Heavenly Palace, has been inherited for thousands of years, and is the most mysterious sect of Daliang. It is said that only the best heirs are qualified to walk the world on behalf of the mountain gate, Kuang Fu Sheji, and eliminate violence and peace. "The Hanging Temple is the object of worship of the people of Dayan, Chen Ying'er thought of her father, after many years, she can't even remember her father's voice and smile, the only feeling is a faint sadness, "Today thanks to the Qingtan Fairy to break the siege." ”

In Chen Xu's consciousness, all species that can be called fairies are deserted and lofty, so why is Qingtan so kind as if anyone can get along with it? Is it just because you mistake a boy for a girl?

Mother and son got back on the road, and at sunset, they finally saw the towering gate of the capital, and the three big characters at the head of the city - Beiping!

"Xu'er, we're finally in the capital."

"Why do you have to queue up to get into town? Does Peking still have this rule? ”

The two lined up honestly, the small merchants and vendors were talking about it angrily, Chen Xu vaguely heard words like "the emperor who is greedy for money" and "the tax envoy eunuch", there are many types of taxes in Dayan, but there is no entry tax, right?

The team shortened little by little, Chen Xu finally knew what the situation was, the emperor was greedy for money and set up a "tax card" at the gate of the city, entering the city to pay taxes, leaving the city to pay taxes, two-way charges have been excessive, the most depressing thing is that there is no tax point, and the "chicken bunch vegetables" in the hands of the small people are not spared, and the poor can't afford to pay the money so they use the goods as collateral, but they don't know if they have to leave a bucket to taste salty when they encounter a big dung.

It was Chen Xu's mother and son's turn, and when they entered the city, not only people had to pay taxes, but also donkeys, plus luggage taxes, a total of two taels of silver. After deducting taxes, there were less than three coins of silver left on the two of them, Chen Xu looked at the money bag on the waist of the eunuch who was a vain tax envoy, this thing had to be used by the people if it was taken from the people, and he took it into his pocket......

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