The middle-aged scribe didn't rush to speak, and it wasn't until Ning Caichen and the others sat down that he spoke, "Did you kidnap my precious daughter?"

In the tone, three points of majesty and seven parts of anger.

Ning Caichen was ready to see other people's jokes, but he didn't expect that he would be laughed at by others first.

"You are a little talent, how can you be qualified to marry my daughter?"

Ning Caichen was speechless, not to question him, but that he couldn't answer, where is this, how did he get into it first. Ning Caichen looked at Thirteen Niang, expecting her explanation.

Thirteen Niang didn't seem to hear it, and lowered her head to fiddle with the placket of her clothes.

This kind of black pot can't be carried, and he doesn't want to carry it, Ning Caichen immediately got up and explained: "This gentleman, did you misunderstand? When did I abduct your daughter?"

But before he could say this, someone broke in from outside. "Uncle, I heard that the thirteenth sister is back?"

This person was dressed in a brocade robe, with flowers on his head, and a face of youth beans ruined that good-looking face.

He broke in and saw Ning Caichen sitting on the side, and pointed at Ning Caichen and said, "It turned out that you kidnapped my fiancée!"

Without saying much, he immediately shouted: "Come on, people! Take down this thief with my son!"

Before the words fell, four or five messengers jumped in, and put a lid on Ning Caichen's head regardless of it, as if he had practiced countless times as skillfully.

Although Ning Caichen didn't understand why they recognized him, he would never let them trap him in shackles. "Bold! The little messenger dares to arrest a famous scholar indiscriminately!"

This poor fox and fake tiger bullying ordinary people is naturally unscrupulous, but the people who read are different. The status of scholars is already higher than theirs. As soon as Ning Caichen reprimanded again, they panicked.

What kind of person is this? Why do we guys dare to scold us when they all show up? Isn't it a big deal?

When the fox was suspicious, his subordinates naturally eased up.

As soon as they slowed down, the Yanai looked extremely dissatisfied and reprimanded loudly: "What are you doing in a daze?

Ning Caichen frowned: "What is your official position?

Na Yanai puffed up his chest and said arrogantly: "You guy, listen up! The godfather of the young master is the prince of the palace. ”

Burst-

I almost threw up, who is this, and the godson who is a eunuch is so happy.

"Phew! I thought it was someone's Yanei, it turned out to be the son of a dead eunuch. It's just someone else, you, Thirteen Niang will never marry you. ”

Ning Caichen was righteous and strict, Wang Bu panicked, looked at the middle-aged Xiucai, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Wang, you should open your mouth!" Without waiting for a reply, he threatened again, "If you don't marry your daughter to me, I won't let my godfather admit you!"

Ning Caichen has an extraordinary bearing, and since he came, he has always been high. He couldn't help muttering in his heart: This talent is extraordinary, and he is extremely talented and learned. I am not comparable to him. Recently, my godfather told me not to offend talented scholars. I don't want to offend this real scholar, but how can I not afford to mess with this white-clothed talent?

Wang Bu took all the anger of Ning Caichen on the middle-aged literati.

This man was dressed in a talent robe but was not a talent show, which was really unexpected by Ning Caichen.

What was even more unexpected to Ning Caichen was that this man lowered his posture all of a sudden. "Don't, Brother Bu, I don't have much ambition, I just want to be a talent and shine on the lintel, so I'm satisfied. ”

With a flat face, extremely humble, and the two people who were simply worlds apart from just now.

A modern person naturally can't understand the ancients' desire for fame, Fan Jinzhong can go crazy, what is it to give up a daughter?

"This is my daughter, I will marry whoever I say!" was still whispering just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was once again high and full of majesty.

"Uncle, this imperial examination is for the court, which is a dead eunuch who confers it privately, and what right does he have to confer his uncle's fame?"

Ning Caichen's persuasion calmed him down a lot.

If you think about it, too. I've heard of examiners selling fame, and I haven't heard of eunuchs too.

Thirteen Niang didn't know very well what fame was, she only knew that fame must be the most important thing, otherwise who would exchange her daughter for it? Although she thought so, she was still very unhappy. Now seeing that his father hesitated, he couldn't help but look at him seriously.

Killing a father is easier said than done.

After all, it is related by blood, so it is said that it can be killed.

She didn't want to kill, but it also needed an excuse, an excuse that he was a good person.

Thirteen Niang looked at him, and he happened to look at Wang Bu.

Wang Bu saw that he didn't believe that he was anxious: "You must know that my godfather is the steward of Concubine Zheng Gui's palace." Who is Zheng Niangniang? That is the first person in the palace, and even the official family listens to Niangniang. ”

Concubine Zheng is really powerful, at least for Zhengzong. The official family loves her very much, and if anyone makes her unhappy, the official family will make that person unhappy.

It is rumored in the palace that even the queen can't afford to offend her.

As soon as such a great god moved out, the middle-aged people immediately believed it.

"Haha!" Ning Caichen suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at you, it's ridiculous! This lady is a mother, and the dead eunuch is just a subordinate, why should he do such a thing for a subordinate?"

This is such an obvious loophole, but no one reminded it, and no one noticed it.

The middle-aged man was obviously stunned when he heard Ning Caichen's words, and after a long while, he asked, "Wang Yanei, what he said is the truth?"

"Yes and no. My godfather is my mother's henchman......"

Ning Caichen interjected again: "No matter how confidant you are, you are not a dead eunuch. ”

With this gentle push, the middle-aged man's face was blue for a while, red for a while, and purple for a while. It was as if all the sins and humiliations he had suffered these days had burst out at once.

Thinking of him, the lord of the village was actually played by a eunuch's fake son.

Don't say it's him, even Ning Caichen, a bystander, feels sorry for him.

"Someone, arrest him and me!"

Before Wang Yanei could react, the poor people reacted, and immediately knelt on the ground and said to forgiveness: "O king, this matter has nothing to do with us, we don't know anything!" I can't cry bitterly, and I beat my brother with my feet, as long as I let them go.

Seeing this, Ning Caichen knew that the Song Dynasty was really a nest of soldiers and bandits, but he didn't recognize this person and knew how powerful he was, so they wouldn't be scared like this. And then again, they even knew this man, and knew how powerful this man was, and yet they still let him appear in the city, and if there was no collusion between them, it would be foolish to believe it.

To these poor people, the godson of the eunuch is terrible, but compared to it, it is the person in front of him who is more terrible. They will also kneel down and beg for mercy, and they will no longer care about the godson of the prince.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, and did not embarrass these poor people too much, but said: "You go to this embryo-killing house and ask his family to bring the silver he took from me, 200,000 taels." ”

200,000 taels is definitely a huge amount of money in this era. When he heard so much silver, Wang Bu couldn't care less about being afraid, and said with a stiff neck: "How can I take so much from you, I just took you two thousand taels!"

The middle-aged scribe said viciously, "What? Don't you want to compensate at all?"

"But there's no need to lose so much. ”

"I can say as much as I want. Shut his mouth so he doesn't have to talk anymore!"

It's no wonder he was angry, as a thief, only he deceived people, but he was deceived by a eunuch's fake, and he almost even caught up with his own daughter.

If it weren't for the fact that he still wanted to get the money back, he would have the heart to kill him immediately.

There was a lot of fun, and it turned out to be a liar. The middle-aged scribe was a big fool, and after a long while, I don't know what he thought, he looked at Ning Caichen up and down, and then asked, "Are you a showman?"

Isn't this nonsense? Carrying a sword to show off his talents, he knows that he is a show talent without asking.

"Exactly. ”

He stroked his beard and thought for a moment: "Since you like my daughter, that's fine." As long as you can be a high school jinshi, not only will I no longer blame you for abducting my daughter, but I will also marry my daughter to you, and I will pay all the dowry. ”

What's the situation? Why, I can't pass the exam, so I want to recruit a son-in-law in high school. This is easy to understand, don't many families in later generations seek compensation for their children?

It's just that this "abduction", he seems to recognize himself. I kidnapped the little girl, don't you know?

"Uncle ......"

"Alright, alright. Needless to say, I understand, young man!haha!" he laughed and walked away.

Listening to the departing footsteps, it was obvious that he was going to torture the guy who had deceived him.

Thirteen Niang didn't explain, just sat there honestly, without saying a word.

"Thirteen Niang, your father ......"

"I don't know, he's always like that. ”

"Then you should know where he fell into the grass!"

"He doesn't say. He said he would soon be no longer a coward. ”

Ning Caichen understands that it seems that he is a talent with a heart and mind. But can a thief be a showman? If he is admitted, can he really become a showman?

Ning Caichen shook his head, feeling that this was really a strange piece of green forest.

Spent the night in this inn owned by the bandits, although the cooks here are not very skilled, but the portions are sufficient.

What's even more rare is that breakfast is meat. Ning Caichen was greasy after eating, and asked Ning Caichen if he had eaten enough, and there was no pot left.

Ning Caichen didn't want it, and asked for a bowl of soup again.

A big bowl in Haikou that can bury people's heads in, full of soup, but floating two fingers thick oil house.

How do you drink this?

If Ning Caichen didn't know that although the Song people's living standards were very high, meat was still a good thing, he would probably suspect that they were fixing themselves.

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(Khan!It's not as good as being a junior as a second!!) 12,000 more, I tried it. As a non-professional writer, I have to work during the day, and I can't eat. Only a little thanks

Ice Dance Sky's renewal ticket has been renewed. )

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