Jizhou City, Zhizhou Mansion, backyard.

Chu Sanlang was drinking alone and drinking, and the concubines who were supposed to accompany him were all driven away by him. I'm in a really bad mood and don't want to see people.

Since he was sensible, he has always been arrogant and savage, and he has never even broken a single head. When the clinker arrived in Jizhou, the most precious and beloved sweat and blood BMW encountered a plot, and the horse's head was put on the foot of the bed, staging a living thriller.

Rao is Chu Sanlang has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he is very courageous, and he is all on the way. was so frightened that he was stunned and made a big fuss in front of his family.

What's even more embarrassing is that somehow, the news spread and spread in Jizhou City, becoming a laughing stock for a while.

What a shame!

Every time he thought of this, Chu Sanlang felt like he was vomiting blood.

Gollum!

I didn't think the cup was too enjoyable, so I directly picked up the wine jug and poured it into my mouth.

After a while, the old butler walked over quickly, stood with his hands down, and did not dare to speak.

Putting down the wine jug, Chu Sanlang's eyes were red, and he drank, "Say." ”

The old butler swallowed his saliva, did not dare to hide it, and told the truth of what he had heard.

After listening, Chu Sanlang sneered: "Hmph, there are really many people in the academy who see jokes...... he originally said that he would humiliate Ye Junsheng on the day of his trip, and he would accept him as a groom and lead a BMW to parade to the public. As a result, there was an accident in the eye of the bone joint, and Mo said that he did not succeed, and even the sweaty BMW that was difficult to buy was beheaded.

As soon as the news came out, it naturally became a hot topic.

The old housekeeper accompanied him and said carefully: "Young master......"

Chu Sanlang waved his hand and interrupted him: "You don't need to talk too much, this son has his own measure." Hmph, that Ye Junsheng has been jumping up and down recently. ”

The old housekeeper said: "He has a lot of dealings with Li Yifeng, Huang Yuanqi and others...... Also, his bookstore is no longer open. ”

"It's just two old horses, it's not a problem. As for the store, do you think everything will be fine if it closes?"

The old butler cautiously persuaded: "Young master, the master has an order, so that you don't have to make trouble in the near future......"

Bang!

A good flask slammed down in front of him, shattering it to pieces, and throwing back all the rest of his words.

"Shut up, this son is doing things, why do you need to ask?"

The old housekeeper was immediately silent, and did not dare to say anything more, knowing in his heart that his young master was holding back his stomach of resentment, anger, and hatred, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, and he must find someone to vent.

This candidate, Ye Junsheng is undoubtedly the best target. The ghost told him to offend his own son beforehand? He shouldn't be this wronged ghost, who should be?

Thinking of this, the old housekeeper was resigned, and a thought of "feeling sympathy for Ye Junsheng" flashed through his mind, but then disappeared without a trace...... Sympathy is often a luxury, something you shouldn't have!

...... After drinking alone and not selling words, Ye Junmei became idle in vain. In fact, she used to be idle, but after all, there is still a thought in it, and the meaning is different.

Ye Junsheng had already taken a countermeasure to this, so he simply let his sister enter Xiyue Academy to study.

Speaking of which, Ye Junsheng, who had been a "teacher" for a period of time, had little time to train his sister after two long trips in the name of study tours. In other words, he has almost taught everything he can teach.

As for the rest, it's really hard to say. Instilling a lot of modern ideas and ideas into my sister is not necessarily a good thing.

Therefore, later, Ye Junsheng directly coped with the past in the form of storytelling.

These stories are naturally indispensable to the Water Margin Three Kingdoms Journey to the West and the like. Ye Junmei listened and liked it very much. After listening to it, I actually wrote it down with a pen, made a note, and organized it into an article.

Ye Junsheng didn't care about this, and let his sister get it.

Since he couldn't fulfill his responsibilities as a teacher, and he didn't have the fetters of drinking alone, Ye Junsheng wanted to send his sister to Xiyue Academy, so that he could have a companion with Jiang Jing'er and them.

Ye Junmei was reluctant, saying that she wanted to stay at home and cook for her brother, but after some persuasion by Ye Junsheng, she finally agreed to go and paid various fees for a year.

At this time, Jiang Jing'er had already returned from Pengcheng - the last time she went home, it was for her grandfather Jiang Zhinian to transfer Jiang Teng's dart game.

Originally, Jiang Jing'er had an idea and was ready to withdraw from the academy and take over the position of chief dart, but Jiang Zhinian, especially Jiang's mother, had to compromise under the strong opposition.

After some deliberation and debate, the dust settled. The dart game finally changed hands to someone else, and Jiang Zhinian officially announced his retirement and became a rich man who lived for a long time.

Heroes are in the twilight, nothing more. Although it is sad, it is an inevitable end.

Without the dart game, Jiang Jing'er was very disappointed and in poor spirits, and she rarely went to the door of drinking alone recently. It's just that after knowing that the bookbook shop is not in business, and Ye Junmei is also going to enter the academy to study, he has become more attentive again.

For girls' colleges, the procedure is very simple, just pay the money, and there are not many other restrictions. Therefore, after the fee is paid, Ye Junmei can enter at any time.

Because Xiyue Academy and Guanchen Academy are not far apart, they can meet each other after class, which is not a real difference, but there is not much sorrow and hatred. Grinning, very relaxed.

My sister entered the academy, and no one took care of her daily life, so Ye Junsheng chose to live in the academy, and most of the time she ate and drank in the academy, which was very trouble-free.

Life seems to be about to enter a calm phase.

Suddenly, Huang Chaozhi fell ill, dizzy, depressed and vomiting, poor eating, and weakness, so he sent someone to the academy to ask the superintendent for sick leave.

After getting sick, he didn't go to the academy, nor did he let people tell Ye Junsheng, but just lay in a family courtyard in Jizhou to recuperate.

This disease came strangely, and after several Lang Zhong came to see, they were not properly diagnosed and treated, and after taking several medicines, they did not get better, but became more and more serious.

As the so-called "illness comes like a mountain", Huang Chaozhi only felt groggy, as if he had aged dozens of years all of a sudden, like an old man in his last years, lying on the bed and breathing. Suddenly, he really wanted to see Ye Junsheng for the last time, and suddenly remembered something, and ordered his entourage to open the box and take out a calligraphy from under the box.

It is the word that Ye Junsheng gifted: "Xiangrui Town House!" Since he knew that this word was worth a lot of money, Huang Chao's treasure was usually reluctant to show it to others, but he was afraid of being remembered.

"You open the copybook and let me see ......"

The tone of his speech was already very weak, and he looked weak.

The servant who served left and right was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly opened the notebook and put it in front of Huang Chaozhi's eyes so that he could take a closer look.

Airplanes!

I don't know if it's because I'm very sick and have delusions. In an instant, Huang Chaozhi saw a cloud of yellow light at the seal under the copybook, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Huh, what is this?"

He was very surprised, and quickly rubbed his eyes to look at it again, the calligraphy is the calligraphy, and there is nothing strange about it.

"Wouldn't you, dazzled?"

Huang Chaozhi scratched his head, and then the next moment, he finally found something strange - he was able to stand up without being helped......

(To be continued)