Jian Shuzhi had thought of countless scenes of meeting again, but when they met again, he found that he didn't listen to his words, couldn't say anything, and could only stare at Wen Wan with a cute and surprised face.

The last time we parted from the Spring and Autumn Academy, we met until tonight, and it has been almost ten years since then. A scene from his childhood resurfaced in front of him, and Jian Shuzhi felt as if he had experienced a big dream. When he woke up from the dream, he suddenly found that the familiar and strange girl standing in front of him was the person in the dream, and the corners of his mouth slowly began to rise, revealing a smirk, "Miss Wen, don't come unharmed." ”

The fat man didn't expect that the girl in front of him was the person Jian Shuzhi often mentioned. I just wanted to interject to speak, but I pulled the injury again and couldn't help coughing.

Wen Wan showed a look of concern on her face, and said to Jian Shuzhi: "Why are you still stupid! The little fat man was seriously injured and could not be delayed any longer, so he should be quickly placed and bandaged to prevent the injury from worsening. ”

Jian Shuzhi nodded, and set up one of the fat man's thick and fat arms, "Little fat, it's too painful to shout, don't hold on." I'll take you back now!"

The fat man nodded hard, sweat dripping from his head, and his face was twisted and twisted. He kept holding back and didn't cry out in pain.

Jian Shuzhi said to Wen Wan again: "Miss Wen, please help you with a handle in the back." ”

Wen Wan nodded. When she saw Jian Shuzhi erecting the fat man, she held it from behind to prevent her from falling. "Young Master Jian, you also have to be careful and pay attention to your injuries. ”

Jian Shu's heart was blown by a breeze, and his heart was warm. He nodded his gratitude to the gentle girl with a concerned look on her face.

When he returned to the palace, the fat man was already unconscious.

At this time, Lang Zhong was diagnosing and treating him in the house.

Jian Shuzhi and Wen Wan sat on the stone steps at the door, silent. Wu Xuansheng was guarding the door, and Ge Fuzi and others came one after another......

Although he was anxious, he should not make a loud noise, lest he disturb the people in the house.

Ge Fuzi was pacing back and forth, and the drunkard old man was drinking. Gao Fengxiang and Zheng Xipo lay by the window and eavesdropped on the movement inside. Song Zhishu saw Jian Shuzhi and Wen Wan sitting on the stone steps, and slowly came up.

After an hour passed, Dr. Lang Zhong gently opened the door and walked out slowly. He didn't allow everyone to go in to visit, but he gathered the people together and said softly, "This little brother is out of danger and is sleeping. Let them speak softly, lest they disturb him. After my diagnosis, my little brother had broken two sternums, and his orthopedic bones have been bandaged. The chest and abdomen are somewhat minimally invasive, and you need to take medication to recuperate for a period of time. It is not advisable to get out of bed and move violently during the period of recuperation. This is a prescription, so please keep it safe. Remember to take your medication on time and don't miss the hour. After three days, I will come back for a follow-up appointment. ”

Wu Xuansheng took the prescription, thanked Lao Langzhong for his gift, and asked the steward to take Langzhong to get paid and help escort him home.

The fat man was out of danger, and the stone hanging in everyone's hearts finally landed. Because I was worried about causing a noise, no one asked about the cause and process of the incident.

However, after the drunkard old man saw Wen Wan, he found that this was a new face, so he joked to Jian Shuzhi, "New little girlfriend?"

Jian Shuzhi was at a loss when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer. Wen Wan was so embarrassed that her face flushed, and she turned her head to look away.

At this time, Wu Xuansheng stood up and helped to relieve the siege and said, "Old Song, don't tease Shu Zhi." Beware of this Wen girl slashing you with a sword!"

Wen Wan didn't follow, where is this to break the siege, it is clearly to push people into the fire pit. Wen Wan stomped her feet and said coquettishly: "Mr. Wu...... You laugh at me too......"

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it. The cause and effect of the incident, Shu Zhi and Miss Wen both told me. It's still early in the morning, so let's go back and sleep for a while, and come back to visit during the day. Wu Xuansheng turned to Wen Wan and said, "Miss Wen will stay in the house for the time being, it's quite troublesome to toss back and forth." I'll send someone to the Yuelai Inn tomorrow to inform you. ”

Wen Wan saw that Wu Xuansheng was full of sincerity, so she didn't be polite to him, after all, he was an old acquaintance.

The drunkard old man was happy with Jian Shu, "Take good care of another little girl tonight, don't let her get cold." Everyone, let's go back to sleep first, and come back to visit at dawn......"

"Bang"! A sword was cold, nailed to the drunkard old man.

The drunkard old man looked at the gentle and slightly angry face, and laughed three times in embarrassment.

Wu Xuansheng interrupted on the side, "Old Song, I reminded you of this!"

The drunkard old man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said to Jian Shuzhi: "Boy, let's hurry up and learn some kung fu from me as a teacher." If you two get into a fight one day, at least you can protect yourself! This jade dragon, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop it!"

"Song Lao...... You ...... "Gently stomped his feet, and his sword rose!

When the drunkard old man saw this, he was so frightened that he fled......

Song Zhishu looked at the backs of the two and shook his head secretly, he was indeed speechless for his father!

Ge Fuzi looked at the figures of the old and the young fighting, and a smile appeared on his face.

Jian Shuzhi saw that the two of them ran away, so he also chased them out with a concerned face.

The atmosphere that was as quiet as a harsh winter just now showed a hint of breaking the ice, and gentleness was the spring breeze......

I don't know who is talking, but the news of the four young people in Kyoto who killed the people in the middle of the night actually spread far and wide, and it spread overnight. It is said that what is even more terrifying is that the target of their bullying is still two ignorant teenagers.

Jingshi, the city is full of wind and rain. The sound of wind and rain was loud, completely covering the footsteps of Shakyamuni Bodhi in the distance.

Prime Minister Yan Zhongan sat in the palace with dark clouds on his face. The size of the seat bowed his head and remained silent, silently doing the work at hand.

Observing the demeanor of the great minister, I am afraid that I will be furious when I see the son. The affairs in the court were already disturbing, and the four young people in Kyoto caused such an incident at this moment, and no one was in a good mood.

If it's just a simple nonsense and doesn't make such a big noise, it's still acceptable. After all, if you open your eyes and close your eyes, you can just fool the past. But it backfired, and the uncles and uncles in the streets and alleys of Jingshi were all talking about the matter, accusing the four young people of Kyoto of acting more and more absurd. Prime Minister Yan Zhongan is the first to bear the brunt, who made him the father of the head of the four youths!

The mouth of the people is more important than the Sichuan.

When Yan Zhiping got up in the morning, he felt that his left eye was beating all the time. After breakfast, it was time to go to see my father.

The drama that happened last night was really annoying, but fortunately, when Ban Xunzi saw that things were messed up, he took the initiative to show goodwill, saying that he would introduce a new friend to him. I also heard that the man had brought a lot of new things to offer him. Thinking of this, Yan Zhiping's mood suddenly became much more comfortable.

The maid Tong'er twisted her waist and served exquisite pastries and red bean rice porridge, which were served in a porcelain bowl worth thousands of gold.

Yan Zhiping squinted at the slender waist swaying in front of his eyes, and there was fire in his eyes, so he grabbed the girl's little hand......

The maid couldn't break free, and she didn't dare to shout loudly, and the things in her hand fell to the ground.

Yan Zhiping's eyes stared at her directly, and his hands did not stop moving.

Previously, Yan Zhiping had never thought that this girl who had served her diet and daily life for several years would be so good-looking, and at this moment, she seemed to see gentleness.

Yan Zhiping patiently comforted the maid with words, and at the same time roughly tore the maid's clothes with both hands......

The maid called Tong'er desperately hugged her arm, curled up and shivering, her face was pale, and tears flowed down her cheeks one by one......

When Yan Zhiping saw this, he was furious. How many princesses and nobles' daughters wanted to get on this bed, but they were all ruthlessly kicked down by him, and this lowly girl not only didn't know how to throw herself into her arms but also cried on the side, which was really a bad scenery. He couldn't hold his breath and kicked Tong'er's stomach twice, he felt that it was not enough to relieve his anger, so he turned over and pinched Tong'er's slender neck hard, and said with a hideous face: "Do you want to die or want to live?"

Tong'er was pinched by him so that her eyes were white, and she kept bending her legs and curling up. At this moment, her heart has already collapsed, she is not the person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, although it is easy to die, it is difficult to live, and she is even more afraid of harming others. She secretly said sorry in her heart, closed her eyes, and let the tears flow......

Yan Zhiping slowly let go of his hands, lay down on the bed proudly, and asked coldly, "Do you want me to take it off by yourself or do you want me to come?"

Tong'er slowly sat up straight, clutching her torn clothes and covering her body. She wiped away her tears with her slender fingers and let go of her hands trembling......

Yan Zhiping snorted coldly, "Look at your cheap appearance!" After that, he overturned Tong'er again. "Isn't that a lot easier?"

Yan Zhiping said silently in his heart: Miss Wen, I'm here.

......

According to this time in the past, Yan Zhiping should have come over a long time ago. Da Xianggong glanced outside and slapped the table hard. "Bastard thing!"

The full house was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak, and he was silent.

Yan Zhong'an glanced around at everyone and said, "It's not you who scold, hurry up and do your own thing!" With that, he leaned on the back of the rosewood Taishi's chair and squinted his eyes to suppress his anger.

Duchess Xiang died early, and failed to add a few more incense sticks to the Yan family, leaving the father and son to rely on each other. Yan Zhong'an is the cornerstone of the country, usually busy with official business, so he rarely asks his son, and almost responds to his requests, Yan Zhiping was raised in this way.

's father is the minister of power, and Yan Zhiping's worth will naturally rise. He successfully attracted a group of like-minded friends to surround him and help wave the flag. Of course, these are all circles composed of the children of powerful people, and people with no family background can't squeeze into it at all.

The name of the four young people in Kyoto was first called out from this small circle, and then it was exaggerated and began to spread throughout the Kyoto Division.

Yan Zhiping, as in the past, walked slowly towards the Shumi Courtyard in the mansion. Shaking the fan as he walked, the corners of his mouth hung with pride. A lowly person actually dared to pretend to be innocent in front of his son, and in the end he was not tamed by the uncle, and he could play with it as much as he wanted, and he didn't know that she was a blessing from several lifetimes. However, this seemingly skinny little person is quite fleshy to play. Yan Zhiping showed an expression of nostalgia, and couldn't help but pat his fan and say, "Reward!"