Teacher is too tough

Chapter 220
If the children of officials and eunuchs sitting in the Qingwan small residence today belong to the third-tier dandies in the capital, then Feng Yiliang is in the second-tier, and Mr. Zhou belongs to the well-deserved first-tier.

Speaking of Zhou Zongru's old father, who was an official servant of the Ministry of Officials, and a third-rank official, it seemed that it was not enough for Mr. Zhou to join the ranks of the first-line big dude, but he also had an uncle who was rumored to be stationed in the cabinet soon, and another uncle who had been the head of the bureau for many years Fu's grandfather's family background can be described as extremely prominent.

So when these third-line dudes heard that the out-of-town ranger who beat Mr. Feng was friends with Mr. Zhou, they were all shocked and speechless.

It's no wonder that this matter will not be settled. How can Mr. Feng have the confidence to fight Mr. Zhou?For example, if they were to face that Mr. Feng, how would they have any confidence?
Immediately afterwards, they began to feel uneasy again. How can a ranger who is rolling in the rivers and lakes have a relationship with Mr. Zhou?You must know that people like myself can't find a way to get close to Mr. Zhou!

A warrior in the Jianghu, what kind of status is that, how could Mr. Zhou be friends with a person of this status?Even for them, if they meet someone who is pleasing to the eye, they will at most recruit them as followers, and they will never lower their status to be friends!
But after thinking about it, that Mr. Zhou has always been not very gregarious, and he behaves differently. It doesn't seem strange to make friends with people from the Jianghu.

Talking about knight-errants, these officials' children immediately thought, didn't there just be a knight-errant with a sword?So their eyes fell on Li Qingshi at the same time.

After looking at it, I realized that this kid is so good-looking?
Then not happy.

What is this place?Xiuchunlou Qingwan Xiaoju!The residence of the oiran lady, the place where male creatures display their feathers!

Today has finally become a special session for our little dude, but in the end there is such a beautiful bastard, who knows how to pick the time.

The sons and brothers were subconsciously vigilant, but fortunately they came back to their senses one after another. A knight-errant, a vulgar warrior with such shabby clothes, how could he be favored by Mrs. Song?It would be too worthless to regard him as a competitor.

But this fellow really has no self-knowledge, doesn't he know what his identity is, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable sitting at the same table with us?

The leading son opened the folding fan and shook it, smiled at Li Qingshi and said: "Brother, I have been very interested in martial arts since I was a child. I see that your appearance is extraordinary, and your martial arts are not weak. Can you play a trick?" Banshi tell us to open our eyes?"

His name is Cao Chengyun, his father is a fifth-rank official, he can bend and stretch with his quick mind, and sometimes he can play with second-line dudes. In his opinion, it is unacceptable to sit with a low-status Jianghu person, so spread the word It's meant to be a joke.

It's not that he thinks of himself as noble, but that he has been swayed by his ears and eyes when he hangs out with those second-tier dudes.

He is not a regular visitor to this Qingwan Xiaoju, but he has also come here many times, most of the time it is reserved, and occasionally there are times when it is not reserved. Humiliated by his "big brothers", he left in despair before the tea party even started.

So he has experience in dealing with such situations.

Of course he is not interested in martial arts, and asking this ranger to practice moves is just to belittle the other party's status, similar to playing monkeys.

As soon as the words came out, the younger brothers around him gave him secret winks, and he knew what they meant, so he just laughed it off.

I just mentioned a ranger who is friends with the eldest son of Zhou, and my younger brothers are a little bit embarrassed now. The ranger in front of us who is prettier than a woman is not related to some big man who can't be messed with, right?If it weren't for this concern, why would Brother Yun need to do it himself, and they would be able to kick this kid out of the house.

Cao Chengyun felt contempt for these little friends around him, no wonder he couldn't get into those circles above, none of them had a brain!

If this ranger is really that lucky, who can be friends with a big man, and be able to go to such an inconspicuous corner?I'm afraid his nostrils have been turned upside down!

Not to mention the clothes, all the servants in my family wear better clothes than him!Not to mention those big shots, even if I, Cao Chengyun, had such a friend, I would have already offered to help them, otherwise I could afford to lose this person?
Li Qingshi didn't expect that he would become the most attention-grabbing boy despite being so low-key. He showed a distant yet polite smile: "Forgive me, my lord. I've only practiced some showmanship, so I won't make fun of it."

Cao Chengyun said: "Flower stands are more beautiful, I don't know about it, I like to watch those monkey jugglers on the street the most, I think my brother will not be inferior when playing swords."

Li Qingshi waved his hands with a smile, and stopped talking.

Cao Chengyun didn't expect a man in the rivers and lakes to be so soft-hearted. After talking about this, he still didn't have the slightest temper. He rolled his eyes and said, "Since Xiongtai came to this Qingwan small residence to participate in the tea party, do you want to come here?" In addition to martial arts, literary talents must also be outstanding, how about producing a masterpiece for everyone to appreciate?"

Li Qingshi still waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Master, you are just joking. How can I be a fool like me? I just came here to broaden my horizons and admire the demeanor of you gentlemen."

Cao Chengyun saw that he smiled at everyone from beginning to end, and he couldn't find a chance to get mad. If he insisted on getting mad, he would be inferior. Telling him to make a fool of himself in front of the Huakuan lady, I believe that no man can bear to be ashamed in front of a beautiful girl, don't talk about doing it then, as long as this guy speaks rudely, things will be fine.

After making up his mind, he will no longer pay attention to this wimpy ranger who has no character at all.

Although the boys next to him don't have Mr. Cao's extraordinary wisdom to deduce whether the other party has a background through clues, but Brother Yun is so aggressive, this coward doesn't even dare to get angry. If he still can't see that the other party is a rootless duckweed, How is that different from being an idiot?

Now that he has no worries, how can an ordinary knight-errant pay attention to him?
A slightly bloated son said in a cold voice: "Brother Yun talks nicely to you, why don't you know how to flatter you? Do you think we are too good-tempered?"

Cao Chengyun waved his folding fan and said with a smile: "Forget it, everyone is here to have fun, don't get into conflicts over these trivial matters, Mrs. Song will not be beautiful if she is abrupt, the left and right tea party is about to start, I am afraid of seeing you Can't you see the demeanor of this brother?"

The younger brothers understood the meaning of the boss, looked at each other and smiled, which was meaningful.

Not long after, a woman turned out from behind the screen, wearing a light blue pair of waist-shrinking skirts, the water-colored jasmine faintly opened her sleeves, and three thousand black silk casually rolled up a loose bun with a slanted top. Flying butterflies are engraved with silver and broken flowers, and light-colored tassels fall down, causing ripples as they move around. As expected of an oiran lady, she has infinite charm without scratching her head.

Rao Cao Chengyun had seen this oiran lady many times, and he was still fascinated by it, not to mention those sons who came to Qingwan Xiaoju for the first time, they were so stunned that they lost their souls.

After Song Wanwan stood still, she bestowed a blessing, and said softly, "I kept the honored guests waiting for a long time."

Cao Chengyun smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay, as long as I can see Mrs. Song, it doesn't matter how long I wait." Shu opened the folding fan and shook it, thinking he was very chic.

Song Wanwan said: "Master, you are joking." She walked to a small high platform in the center and sat down.

After she was seated, Song Wanwan just glanced at the people in the hall lightly, then lowered her head and fiddled with the tea set on the table, waiting for anyone who could come up with a beautiful poem or couplet, she would be able to drink a cup of tea made by the oiran lady herself.

Song Wanwan just glanced at the guests in the hall out of etiquette, but didn't take a closer look at who they were. Today's scene was obviously honored by Mr. Cao, whom she had met several times, so the rank of this group of people was in her mind. There are many.

What's more, she didn't pay much attention to the job of the lady of the oiran, and now she spends most of her energy on secretly cultivating the organization "Red Sleeve Recruitment". Grow and grow at breakneck speed.

In the past, she devoted herself to this career, and now she has achieved results, but she is becoming more and more bored. It is obvious that red-sleeve tricks can bring her huge benefits by selling information, but she is a lonely woman with no relatives, and she wants so much. What's the use of money?

After thinking about it, she finally knew why she couldn't lift her spirits. No matter how great a achievement she made, she would be lonely if no one appreciated it. After realizing this, a figure naturally appeared in her heart. I don't know how many times that figure appeared in her dreams. It would be great if I could let him see that I really made the red sleeve move.

It's a pity that I heard that he has become the ancestor of Laojun Mountain, and he is thousands of miles away. No matter how big and good Hongxiu Zhao is in this capital, it will have nothing to do with him after all. What's the point of doing it?
(End of this chapter)