After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Chapter 18 Everyone Thinks He's Dirty
Wei Zi didn't notice it, she withdrew her hand, turned around and straightened her skirt and collar.

After such a fuss, fine beads of sweat emerged from the corners of her forehead, soaking a few locks of hair.

She tucked her broken hair behind her ears, and looked back at Xiao Fengxian: "I think I won't be able to see Shen Shilang until the afternoon. Let's try the plain noodles in the temple first? I heard that the plain noodles in Yunshen Temple taste very good."

Both sides of the corridor are covered with ivy.

Standing in the green shade, her bamboo-green skirt showed her fair and transparent skin, and her cheeks were as red as flower juice. When she looked back, her creamy chestnut-colored peach eyes were as bright as crescent moons.

Xiao Fengxian only likes to eat fish, not vegetarian.

But looking into Wei Zi's eyes, he is like a dog being held by the neck, he can only bow his head and obey obediently: "Okay, eat vegetarian noodles."

afternoon.

After paying homage to his relatives, Shen Chunqiu was finally willing to see these scholars.

The book boy put on his airs and said solemnly: "My lord really wants to accept a closed disciple, but not everyone can catch his eye. Since you are sincerely worshiping the teacher, please invite each of you to sit. Who can answer the test question on the paper, who You will have the opportunity to worship my adults as teachers."

Wei Zi and other family members were stopped outside the monastery.

Standing in the crowd, she stretched her head curiously to see that those scholars sat down with confidence at first, but after seeing the test questions, they were like eggplants beaten by frost.

It can be seen that the test questions must be difficult.

After two quarters of an hour, the book boy collected the answer sheet and showed it to Shen Shilang for review.

Shen Chunqiu sat on the rattan chair in the corridor, and did not say in a deep voice until he had finished reading all the answer sheets: "In the past 200 years in Lingzhou, I have never had a champion, a second place, or a third prize! This strategy is so simple, you It’s really embarrassing that we can’t answer, and we can’t complain that our Lingzhou is called a land of troublesome people by outsiders. It’s this person named Xiao Fengxian, who answered a little bit decently. Who is Xiao Fengxian?”

Wei Zi's eyes lit up.

She knew that her second brother was not an ordinary person!

Xiao Fengxian stood up.

Naturally, he didn't take Shen Chunqiu seriously, but he glanced at the expectant little widow from the corner of his eye, and he still pretended to be a good student, bowing politely.

Shen Chunqiu stroked his beard: "Your article is well written, very courageous and insightful."

The surrounding scholars suddenly showed envy.

Who doesn't know that Xiao Fengxian is a son of a prostitute, he is not valued at home, and is hated by his masters in the academy, so he has been absent from class and school for many years, and handed in blank papers in every exam.

I thought it was an ignorant waste, but I didn't expect him to hide it!
He was praised by Shen Shilang for being able to answer such a difficult theory correctly!
That's the minister of the court. If he is favored by the minister and accepted as a closed disciple, his career will be just around the corner. I'm afraid even the county magistrate Chen won't pay attention to him. Do you still worry about the future in this life? !
Chen Zijing held the folding fan, her expression was not very good-looking.

Since Xiao Lingxiao left, he has been the number one in the academy all the year round.

But today, the policy theory that even he couldn't answer well was answered correctly by a prostitute who was killed halfway!
Xiao Fengxian...

He obviously never went to the academy to study!
Chen Zijing suppressed the distortion in her heart and whispered a few words to Chen Ruixiang.

Chen Ruixiang smiled slightly, raised his hand to call Xiao Dujuan, and said casually: "Your second brother is more powerful than we imagined."

Xiao Dujuan himself was also stunned.

Even if they live under the same roof, she doesn't know that Xiao Fengxian still has this ability!
Chen Ruixiang played with the small lacquered folding fan, and said meaningfully: "However, Shen Shilang is such a decent and noble person, if he knew that he was the son of a prostitute, I'm afraid he wouldn't accept him as an apprentice, would he?"

Xiao Dujuan nodded: "Sure——"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

How can Xiao Fengxian, a bastard, deserve to be Shen Shilang's closed disciple? He should go to Xing's wharf to carry sandbags in his life. He will be rotten in the mud all his life, and he will not be able to lift his head up all his life!
She found Xing Qianri, and said viciously: "Cousin, we can't just sit and watch this prostitute become a prostitute, but go and tell Shen Shilang that Xiao Fengxian's mother is a brothel prostitute."

Xing Qianri was jealous, and burst into laughter when he heard this.

He leaned over to the book boy and whispered a few words.

The book boy showed surprise, and hurriedly walked to Shen Chunqiu's side and whispered.

Shen Chunqiu was talking loudly, after hearing what the book boy said, his expression changed slightly.

He looked at Xiao Fengxian with a lot of disgust, and said: "I just heard that your mother is a brothel girl?"

The monastery is full of people.

Those who knew Xiao Fengxian's identity early in the morning, and some who didn't, couldn't help being stunned when they heard this, and quickly backed away a few steps, deliberately keeping a distance from Xiao Fengxian, as if they were afraid of getting some dirty disease from him.

Xiao Fengxian stood where she was, facing those unkind or disgusting looks, her back still straight.

He said: "Yes."

Shen Chunqiu was furious, swept away the kindness just now, and sternly shouted: "The background is so bad, how dare you worship me as a teacher?! Even this pure place of Buddhism has been ruined by you! Why don't you go away?!"

Xing Qianri and Xiao Dujuan watched the fun in the crowd, looked at each other and smiled triumphantly.

How can Xiao Fengxian, that bastard, deserve to be favored and supported by Shen Shilang?

Being spurned by thousands of people, this is the treatment he should have had.

Chen Ruixiang waved a small lacquered folding fan, looking at Xiao Fengxian with a haughty and cold gaze, like a superior looking down on an ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

She said quietly: "What my brother can't get, of course this kind of pariah doesn't deserve it."

"He's also a poor person," Chen Zijing smiled. "He ruined his future at such a young age. I think his sister-in-law must be very sad."

Chen Ruixiang sneered: "Brother, do you really have a crush on Wei Zi? Although she is beautiful, she is a widow, and her family background is also very lowly. She can be used as a plaything in the mansion. It is absolutely impossible for her to be a regular wife. "

Chen Zijing nodded: "Of course it can only be a plaything."

He looked at Wei Zi from afar.

At this moment, Wei Zi was pushed into a corner by the crowd of spectators.

The spring sun is shining brightly, and the whole temple is warm.

Standing in the light, Wei Zi stared at Xiao Fengxian, but felt cold all over his body.

She never knew that the treacherous official who would rule the wind and rain and dominate the world in the future had such a difficult life as a teenager. No wonder he always refused to go to the academy. It turned out that everyone looked down on him and thought he was dirty.

The temple is solemn, but the merciful Buddha did not pity the young man who was ridiculed.

The seats were full of clothes and full of benevolence and righteousness, but they stepped an innocent person into the mud. They were all scholars, but they were more calculating and profit-oriented than businessmen. Looking around, the faces seemed to be wearing masks. The engraved characters are all pedantic and old!

(End of this chapter)