"What? How dare you say it! Chun Yurui's ears were sharp enough to hear his words, his lungs exploded, and he reached out and grabbed his ear.

"Ahh Hurt! Let go, let go ......"

The sound of killing pigs here attracted the search in the surrounding rooms.

Lan Muyang, the second son of Annanbo Mansion, who came over with this man, looked very embarrassed, and saw that there were already people around him who were probing his brain, so he gritted his teeth and stepped forward to persuade: "Brother Rui, he's drunk, don't be like him?" ”

"Huh? Can you say that when drunk? Chun Yurui glared, if he was talking about Jiao Niang, I'm afraid he would have jumped to his feet.

"Jiao Niang likes her sister the most!" Chun Yurui approached Lan Muyang and whispered with squinted eyes.

Annanbo's Mansion and Prime Minister's Mansion are world friends, and when it comes to Chun Yurui's generation, the relationship between the two families is also very good, especially Lan Muyang loves to follow Chun Yurui's ass to mess around.

Therefore, others don't know, but he knows the rumors some time ago, and naturally guessed that the obese woman just now is Chun Yurui's sister.

"This kid just has a stinky mouth, he should be beaten, he should be beaten!"

Lan Muyang received Chun Yurui's threatening gaze and immediately changed his words.

And the man who was twisted by Chun Yurui is named Zhao Zhen, the third son of Jiaqinbo Mansion, who is the most wandering on weekdays and has made a bunch of fox friends and dog friends.

Originally, Lan Muyang came to the appointment, but he just saw him to say hello, after all, they were all in the honorable circle, and he didn't look up and look down, but he didn't expect that as soon as this guy heard that it was Chun Yurui who was entertaining, he followed with a dead face.

Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person, not to mention that you can't afford to invite it, this is the case with the sage etiquette that Chun Yurui has received since he was a child, so Zhao Zhen sat down openly.

Also sitting at the same table was Wang Jian, the eldest prince of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Rites, who was most unaccustomed to the virtues of these nobles and gentlemen on weekdays, and listened to Zhao Zhen's unbearable words at the moment, rolled up his sleeves and hid aside.

Next door next door, a few gentlemen were playing drunken fists, noisy by the movement here, scolded and got up, and waited to see that it was Zhao Zhen who they often played, so the wine surged up, and scolded: "Dare to bully our brother!" ”

After saying that, several people raised their fists and came up.

Seeing that the posture was not good, Lan Muyang had no choice but to step forward to help, but Wang Jian was a real literati son, he couldn't lift his hands and shoulders and couldn't resist, it was better for Chun Yuyan to have a martial arts master, in this chaos, he had to hold his head and shrink in the corner, but he was not spared, and he was hit by a fist that flew from nowhere, and suddenly hit the corner of his eye, and suddenly hot blood flowed out.

Several people scuffled together, and for a while, the tea cup and porcelain bowl on the table fell down with a clang, and the soup was dripping along the tablecloth and sticking to the robes of several people.

The owner of the restaurant hurriedly went upstairs, and suddenly had a bitter face, and bowed his waist to forgive: "Everyone, stop, oh, everyone, don't fight......"

Then, no one in the scuffle heard.

The people around came out to watch, and Chun Yuyan saw his big brother in such a lively scene.

Forehead......

I think my father still has rattan sticks......

I don't know who notified the official errand, and after a while, Hulala came in a team of officials, and saw that it was the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion and the gentleman of Jiaqinbo's Mansion who were fighting together, and suddenly his head was as big as a fight, and he had no choice but to invite people to the yamen and report directly to the boss.

The autumn wind was whirling, and it didn't take long for a while to drizzle, and as the people were taken away, the people in the restaurant dispersed, Chun Yuyan was worried about his brother's situation, and said goodbye to Du Bingxin and got into the carriage.

In the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the light was a little dim, and Prime Minister Chun Yu led Chun Yurui back with his hands behind his back.

"Let's talk about it." Prime Minister Chun Yu's voice was obscure, sitting in the circle chair, half of his face was covered by the dimming light and shadow.

He never thought that one day, his son would go to fight with others, and he was still such a gentleman, but now he remembered the appearance of Yin Yu in Kyoto Prefecture when he finished talking about the reason for Zhao Zhen's fight, and the anger in his heart flickered.

Zhao Zhen said that Chun Yurui stared at the girl passing by and peeked, and he kindly persuaded him to go to the Qinglou, after all, the Qinglou woman was beautiful and upright, but Chun Yurui was angry and beat him, and his brothers couldn't see it before they started.

Qinglou Women's ...... Angry......

Attaboy!

Prime Minister Chun Yu stared at Chun Yu Rui with a clear gaze.

Chun Yurui has a lot of backbone, he didn't say a word in the yamen, only said that he was wrong to beat people, and admitted his mistakes, but he refused to apologize.

If it weren't for the prime minister's face, it is estimated that he would have stayed in prison at the moment.

Chun Yurui knelt down straight: "Father, it's the son who is wrong, and he shouldn't beat people on the street." ”

"Oh? Just wrong about this? Then tell me, what's going on with the Qinglou woman? Prime Minister Chun opened his mouth coldly.

This kid, he still doesn't admit it, what's wrong with visiting a green house? I think he was there back then, cough ...... Think far.

Prime Minister Chun Yu straightened his face, and said earnestly: "Rui'er, being a father is not such an old-fashioned person, young and ignorant, it is normal to have such curiosity, just deal with it indifferently, why bother to cover it up, and fight with others, a gentleman should be frank, go and go, what is the void heart?" ”

Chun Yurui raised his head in a daze, looked at the Prime Minister, and found his words after a while: "Father, the son has no intention of going to the Qinglou." ”

Father, is this a misunderstanding?

"Didn't go? So what is your heart empty? The Prime Minister rolled his eyes.

Chun Yurui couldn't cry or laugh: "It was Zhao Zhen who wanted to invite his son to go, but his son didn't go, and he was still disrespectful, so his son beat him." ”

"Oh, that's right." The prime minister nodded, and then asked, "Who is the woman who peeked at the passing by?" ”

Chun Yu Rui has the heart to die.

"Father, I didn't peek, it was the eldest sister who passed at that time, and the son wanted to greet her, who knew that Zhao Zhen's words were bad, and also, compared the eldest sister with the Qinglou woman, and the son was angry before beating him."

At this moment, Prime Minister Chun Yu was stunned.

was silent for a moment, only to hear a "snap" sound, and Prime Minister Chun Yu slapped his palm on the bookcase, his eyes were about to split.

"Good, good fight!"

Prime Minister Chun Yu stood up angrily, walked around the study with his hands behind his back, the anger in his heart was higher and higher, and he wished that he would punch that kid a few more times in the yamen at that time.

"The next time you see him, beat him hard, and when you see him, you will be beaten once, and your father will support you!"

Prime Minister Chun Yu turned around a few times and stopped, and said viciously.

Chun Yu Ruixi raised his eyebrows and jumped up from the ground: "Follow Daddy's teachings!" ”

Hehe, my father hasn't called himself Daddy for several years, and when he said Daddy before, it means that he is in an unusually good mood.

Chun Yurui cracked his mouth and smiled, secretly rubbing his hands, thinking about how to beat Zhao Zhen next time.

Hey, no, the posture of the punch today is not right, and I have to ask the master for advice.

Thinking of this, Chun Yurui couldn't wait and surrendered to the prime minister.

Before walking to the door, the prime minister coughed behind him, and said faintly: "That Qinglou or something, don't go......"