This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 113 Luo Zijun's Backer, Master Jia Apologizes
"Take him!"

The angry shout of the old man in brocade robe immediately scared everyone else.

Who? Who to take down?
The maids and nannies walking in front all looked back in surprise.

"Hey, that person is..."

"It seems to be Steward Wang, how did it become like that?"

"Like someone beat him..."

"puff--"

The maids and nannies, seeing this scene, all started talking about it and couldn't help laughing out loud.

The old man looks really funny now.

When several guards heard the voice, they immediately came over with serious expressions.

The old man in brocade robe pointed at a young man in Confucian robe at the back, jumped up and down, and shouted, "That's him! It was this little bastard who beat me up!"

I thought he was some noble man, but it turned out he was just a servant.

A person was walking behind the maids and nannies, with no one following or surrounding him. If not a servant, then who was he? He was not even from the two mansions, but another tourist taking shelter from the rain.

So the old man had no more scruples and just started shouting.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking at the handsome young man walking at the end.

The maids and nannies were all stunned.

"Hey, who is this man? Why have I never seen him before? Was he the one who beat Manager Wang?"

"That's the teacher from Anguo Mansion."

"Is that Mr. Luo? I heard the maids mention him last night. They said he is very talented and interesting. How did he beat up our Jia Mansion's Steward Wang?"

At this time, the maids and nannies in the Jia and Bai mansions were all very surprised.

Upon hearing this, the guards of the Jia mansion immediately went down the corridor and came to the young man.

Zhiyuan immediately protected him and said with a straight face, "What are you going to do? This is Master Luo from our Anguo Mansion!"

After these words were spoken, several guards looked at each other and dared not take any more action.

The old man in brocade robe was stunned. He covered his purple cheek and said with a leaky mouth: "What...what Young Master Luo? Why did he beat me?"

At this time, the nobles who were lighting incense and worshiping Buddha in the main hall in front heard the noise outside and hurried over.

The monks also came in a hurry.

"what happened?"

A tall, thin, handsome young man wearing a blue brocade robe came quickly over, surrounded by servants, with a stern look on his face.

When the old man saw this, he immediately covered his face and shouted, "Second Master, you have to help me! This man just beat me up without knowing right or wrong. I was almost beaten to death by him!"

The young man was none other than Mr. Lian, the second master of the Jia family.

Jia Lian frowned when he heard this, and looked at the elegant and handsome young man in a Confucian robe, and asked, "This young man looks unfamiliar. I wonder which family he is from?"

Zhiyuan said quickly, "Second Master Lian, Master Luo is the teacher of our Anguo Mansion. Master Luo is a scholar and has always been steady. It is impossible for him to hit someone for no reason."

"gentlemen?"

Jia Lian was slightly startled.

At this time, a nanny came over and whispered an introduction in his ear.

Jia Lian's eyes moved, and he said, "So it's the teacher from Anguo Mansion. Mr. Luo, Manager Wang is from my Jia Mansion. You beat him up today, so you should at least give a reason, right?"

Luo Zijun cupped his hands and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "This old thief has no sense of shame. He tried to rape a woman in the temple. When I saw him, I was furious and could not help but take action."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

The steward Wang immediately cried out in anger, "Second Master, don't listen to this kid's nonsense! Who am I to do such a dirty thing in this temple? This kid is slandering me!"

Jia Lian frowned and asked, "Mr. Luo, you said that Steward Wang intended to rape a woman. Do you have any evidence?"

Luo Zijun said: "I saw it with my own eyes."

Jia Lian smiled faintly and said, "This is not evidence."

Seeing this, Steward Wang became even bolder and immediately shouted, "Boy, you slandered me for intending to molest a woman. May I ask which woman it was? Can you call her out and let her testify in person? If she says that I did do that despicable thing, I don't need others to rebuke me. I will kill myself right here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone else's eyes turned to the young man in the yard.

Luo Zijun glanced at the crowd and immediately saw the little maid who was almost raped.

At this moment, the little maidservant made eye contact with him, then hurriedly lowered her head, her face turned pale, and her body trembled, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Luo Zijun retracted his gaze and said calmly: "The woman has left the temple. As for who she is, I don't know her either."

Steward Wang burst into laughter: "Second Master, did you hear that? This kid can't even produce the most basic evidence, and he's still slandering me?"

At this time, a man suddenly walked out from behind the crowd and sneered, "You, Manager Wang, have always been lustful. Everyone in our Jia Mansion knows this. This young master has no reason to wrongly accuse you."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned to look, secretly wondering who was so bold as to say such a thing.

After seeing the person coming, everyone thought to themselves: It can only be this girl.

A maid in a light green dress, with a slender figure and a pretty face, stepped out from the crowd, looked at Jia Lian and said, "Second Master, you are not uneducated and do not know some principles. If this Mr. Luo really said the girl's name in public, how would she live in the future? I guess she would jump into the well and end it all."

When the maids and nannies heard this, they were secretly impressed.

This girl is not only eloquent, but also very courageous. She even dares to lecture her master.

Jia Lian glanced at her and said with a smile, "Qingwen is right, but this matter will not work without witnesses."

But Steward Wang was furious: "Miss Qingwen, why do you want to slander me like this?"

Qingwen snorted coldly and said, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself! You like to bully those new maids in the Jia Mansion. Do you think we don't know? This young master and you are strangers and have no grudges against each other. Why did he slander and beat you? Please tell me the reason."

"you……"

Steward Wang paused and said angrily, "How would I know? You should ask this kid!"

Then he bowed to Jia Lian and said with a sad face: "Second Master, you must make the decision for me in this matter. If you can't make the decision, I can only go to the eldest master. When I was working outside, it was the eldest master who brought me into the mansion. Now I have been beaten for no reason and my reputation has been ruined. I can't swallow this even if I die."

"It's better to die."

Qingwen curled her lips and muttered something, her pretty face full of contempt.

Jia Lian frowned and was thinking about what to do when a group of people suddenly came from behind the crowd.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold robe, with a tall and thin figure, long beard and small eyes, came over surrounded by the crowd and shouted, "What are you making noise for? Don't you know that people are chanting sutras and praying for the king in front?"

When everyone saw this man, they all lowered their heads in fear.

Even Jia Lian hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Dad, something happened here. Steward Wang was beaten up by someone. The other party was the teacher of Anguo Mansion."

As he spoke, he carefully repeated what the two had just said in the confrontation.

When Steward Wang saw the man coming, he immediately rushed over as if he had seen his own father, knelt in front of him and cried loudly, "Master, please help me! You have to look at the person when beating the dog. This kid not only beat me for no reason, but also slandered me, wuwu..."

The person who came was Jia She, the master of the Jia family.

When Jia She heard this, he angrily shouted at Luo Zijun, "You beat someone without any evidence and slandered him. Do you still have the law in your eyes?"

Then he shouted at the guards: "Come here, tie him up and take him to the government office for interrogation!"

Zhiyuan quickly stepped forward to protect him, and said anxiously, "Master Jia, my young master would never hit anyone for no reason, please understand."

Jia She sneered and was about to speak when Luo Zijun said, "Zhiyuan, get out of the way. There's no need to beg him. These two are birds of a feather, working together in cahoots. Can't you see that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became furious.

This guy is so brave!

When Jia She heard this, he flew into a rage: "How outrageous!"

Then he shouted angrily: "Tie him up! Tie him up for me!"

The guards were about to take action when a voice suddenly came from the front: "Stop!"

At this time, Bai Qingtong and a group of people hurried over from the front.

The monks who were originally chanting sutras also surrounded the abbot and rushed over with the nobles.

"Brother, what's going on?"

Jia Zheng, who was dressed in a brocade robe and had an elegant temperament, also rushed over with his men.

Jia She was furious and said, "This man has no respect for the law! No respect for the law!"

Then, he recounted what had just happened with a gloomy face.

The others were also whispering to the noble ladies and maids who had just arrived about what had just happened.

The abbot of Jinshan Temple, Master Yuanfa, was also listening quietly to the monk's report.

Bai Qingtong came over and stood in front of Luo Zijun, saying neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Uncle She, each of us has our own version of the story, and we don't know which side is telling the truth and which side is deliberately hiding it. If you want to tie them up, both of them should be tied up together and taken back to the government office together, and then we can make a decision."

Jia She sneered and said, "Niece Qingtong, he is just a teacher. Do you have to protect him like this?"

Bai Qingtong said: "Uncle She has misunderstood. Qingtong is not defending him. Qingtong is just speaking according to reason."

Jia Zheng quickly advised, "Brother, let's just settle this matter here. Why do we have to bring it to the government? This is just a small matter. Don't damage the harmony between our two families."

Jia She was immediately furious and said, "You don't know how this kid scolded me just now! How can I let such an arrogant and disrespectful person go? I must tie him up today and take him to the government office for interrogation!"

Jia Zheng frowned.

At this time, Abbot Fayuan came over, clasped his hands together, and said kindly: "Amitabha, it is my fault that such a thing happened in my humble temple. If you want to blame me, blame me. If it is reported to the government, it will be embarrassing for everyone, so why not..."

"no!"

Jia She's face was gloomy and he said angrily, "Master, please forgive me. No one can say anything today! I must bring this kid to justice!"

Then he shouted at the guards, "Are you deaf? What are you still standing there for? Tie them up! Tie them up now!"

This man is the eldest master who truly inherited the title of the Rongguo Mansion. Once he gets angry, who dares to speak?
The guards were about to take action when a sudden angry shout came from the round gate: "Who dares!" After that, a figure flashed, and the whisk flew like a whip, and with a few "slaps", the tall and strong guards were beaten to the ground and staggered back.

Everyone was startled, and then they could see clearly that an old Taoist priest with white hair and beard was standing in front of the young man, holding a whisk, his eyes were wide open and he looked intimidating.

Jia She was stunned for a moment, then he shouted angrily: "Where did this Taoist come from? Do you know..."

"Brother!"

Before he could finish his words, Jia Zheng hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and whispered in shock, "This man is Zi Yang Zhenren from Qinglong Temple in Kyoto. He was given a Taoist name by the Emperor himself! The whisk was personally bestowed by the Empress Dowager!"

When these words came out, Jia She was shocked.

Jia Zheng hurriedly bowed and smiled, "Master, it's been a long time since we met in Kyoto that year. I didn't expect that you would have some free time today and come here. Why don't you come to my house and have a chat?"

The old Taoist snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "You Jia family is so powerful and domineering in Lin'an City. I dare not go there."

Jia Zheng's face suddenly changed.

Jia She also came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly smiled and apologized: "I didn't know it was Master Zi Yang who came. I hope Master Zi Yang won't blame me."

Naturally, he had heard of this person. He heard that this person was not only good at refining various magical elixirs, but also could teach people how to prolong their life and get rid of all diseases. Not only was the royal family on good terms with him, but various noble families also tried their best to please him and wanted to meet him.

At this time, he naturally had other thoughts in his mind.

The old Taoist didn't even look at him, but patted the young man's shoulder and said calmly: "This young man is my man. If you want to take him to the government office, take me with you."

When Jia She heard this, his eyes flickered, and he quickly said with a smile: "Master, you are joking. Since this person is your friend, then let's just leave it at that. Let's leave it at that."

"Amitabha……"

At this time, an old monk with white beard and eyebrows suddenly walked out from the round gate, clasped his hands together and said: "Donor Jia, this happened in my humble temple. It is neither reasonable nor moral to let it go."

Seeing this old monk coming out, Abbot Fayuan and other monks were all startled and hurried forward to greet him: "Uncle Master Wuchan."

"Master Wuchan?"

When Jia Zheng and Jia She heard this, they were both surprised and happy.

The two came to pay their respects several times but didn't see anyone. Even when they were ordered to come, the other party avoided them. They didn't expect that he would come out at this time.

Unexpectedly, the old monk's next words surprised everyone again.

"This Mr. Luo is a distinguished guest invited by this poor monk. Since Mr. Jia believes that he is guilty, this poor monk will not sit idly by. We must naturally distinguish who is innocent and who is guilty today."

The old monk spoke in a calm tone, but his attitude was extremely firm.

Jia She's face suddenly changed. He glanced at the young man in front of him and secretly regretted it in his heart.

Just as Jia Zheng was about to apologize again, the Immortal Zi Yang suddenly walked up to the Steward Wang and asked in a cold voice, "You said that Young Master Luo was slandering you, is that true or not?"

Even if Steward Wang was stupid, he already knew the seriousness of the matter and knew that he could not afford to offend the young man. However, he was in a dilemma and could only say with a sad face: "This old man... This old man really didn't do it..."

Zi Yang Zhenren's eyes gleamed, he stared into his eyes, and suddenly shouted like thunder: "Tell the truth! Did you do it or not?"

Manager Wang was immediately shocked, his head was buzzing, his eyes were swaying, his soul was trembling, and he said tremblingly: "Old man... Old man..."

"Tell me! Did you just try to humiliate a woman in this temple?"

True Man Zi Yang shouted again.

The other people around were all terrified and felt their legs shaking.

Manager Wang was so frightened that he peed himself. He cried and trembled, "I...I saw that the girl was pretty but timid, so...so..."

"brute!"

When Jia She heard this, he suddenly slapped him in the face with a "slap" sound, and then kicked him hard to the ground, shouting angrily: "Come here! Beat this guy to death!"

"Master, please spare my life!"

Manager Wang was lying on the ground, trembling, crying, and urinating and shitting...

He didn't understand why he had just admitted it.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!"

Jia She was furious and gritting his teeth, and his old face looked particularly ferocious.

"Amitabha……"

Master Wuchan looked at him calmly, "Donor Jia, calm down. Now that the matter is clear, it has nothing to do with Master Luo. As for your punishment of the servants, please go back to the mansion and discuss it later."

Jia Zheng also hurriedly whispered, "Brother, tie this man up first and deal with him when we get back home."

Jia She finally calmed down, hurriedly bowed his hands to apologize, and sighed, "I am not strict with my subordinates, and I can't distinguish between loyalty and treachery. I have made a fool of myself. I am ashamed, ashamed..."

Then he shouted, "Come here! Tie this fellow up and take him back to the palace for punishment!"

"Yes, sir!"

The guards immediately took action and tied up Manager Wang, who was lying limp on the ground.

Jia She paused, forced a smile on his face, and bowed to the young man in front of him, saying, "Mr. Luo, I am really sorry. I was blinded by this fellow. Mr. Luo saw injustice and stood up for justice. I admire you very much."

Luo Zijun glanced at him and returned the greeting indifferently: "Master Jia, you can recognize this man's face and clear my name. I am very grateful to you."

Jia Zheng said with a smile: "Since Mr. Luo is the teacher of the Bai Mansion, he must be very talented and knowledgeable. If you have time, please come to my Jia Mansion for a gathering. The young people in my Jia Mansion are the best at reciting poems and discussing various books. I believe they can become friends with you."

Jia She reacted and laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Luo, if you have time in the future, you must come to our Jia Mansion often, get close to my younger generations, and teach them how to read and behave."

Since this person was valued by Zi Yang Zhenren and Master Wu Chan, he naturally dared not underestimate him anymore. If he could get in touch with this person, he might have the opportunity to get some good things in the future.

When we get older, we fear illness and death the most.

Zhenren Zi Yang can cure diseases and make elixirs, and Master Wu Chan is well versed in Buddhism and knows the will of heaven, so naturally he wants to curry favor with them.

"Humph!"

Zi Yang Zhenren did not give them face, he directly took the arm of the young man beside him and said: "Come on, I will take you down the mountain."

"Amitabha……"

Master Wuchan put his hands together and was about to speak when Immortal Ziyang suddenly smiled and turned around and said, "Bald donkey, Young Master Luo is mine today, so don't try to steal him."

After saying that, he immediately strode away with Luo Zijun.

Seeing this, Bai Qingtong quickly glanced at Zhiyuan.

"Son!"

The kite hurriedly chased after it.

The people from the Jia family who were crowded in the front hurriedly made way.

The noble ladies, gentlemen, maids and nannies all looked with curiosity at the handsome young man who was being led by the old Taoist priest.

When Luo Zijun was dragged away by the Taoist priest, a young girl surrounded by maids and nannies suddenly laughed and said, "Master Luo, it turns out to be you!"

Luo Zijun turned his head and looked. The girl had thin shoulders and waist, a tall figure, an oval face, beautiful eyes and thin eyebrows, and was full of energy. She was quite outstanding. She turned out to be the noble lady from the inner city whom he had met at Taoyuan Restaurant that time.

Jia Tanchun, the third daughter of the Jia family.

At this time, a girl in red asked in surprise: "Sister Tanchun, do you know this Mr. Luo?"

When Luo Zijun wanted to take another look, he had already been dragged away by the old Taoist priest.

"Mr. Luo, your body is very weak. If this continues for a long time, I'm afraid you won't live past twenty."

Walking out of the temple, Master Zi Yang suddenly frowned.

When Luo Zijun heard this, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and secretly said: If I am treated like this for one night every month, let alone twenty, I am afraid that this day next year will be my death anniversary!
"I have a bottle of elixir here, take it and eat it first. I will come to see you again after some time. If it still doesn't work, I will help you to recover. People say that beautiful women have short lives, but you are different, a talented man with a short life."

True Man Zi Yang sighed, took out a white jade porcelain bottle and handed it to him.

Luo Zijun quickly took it in his hand and thanked him again and again.

Zi Yang Zhenren smiled and said, "No need to thank me. I hope you can take good care of yourself after you go back, and then write down the rest of the text. If you can write it down, I will never treat you unfairly."

The two of them walked down the stairs while talking.

Zi Yang Zhenren looked back and shook his head, saying, "Young Master, your body is weak to begin with, and there are so many beautiful girls around you, how can you not die quickly? Women suck people's marrow and eat them without spitting out bones, you must not indulge in them. If you want to live a long life, you must give up women."

Luo Zijun believed these words and agreed with them: "Master, you are right. I also think that women suck people's marrow and kill people. They are not to be had. If I had the chance, I would beat all the women in the world to pieces!"

When he said the last sentence, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, revealing his hatred.

True Man Zi Yang looked at him in surprise.

The kite, who was following silently behind, was also stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion.

Sir, what's going on?
When he came here, he was chatting and laughing with those little girls in the carriage, right? Why did he suddenly have such a strong hatred for women?

Could it be that the woman whom the young master just rescued did not come forward to testify for him?
The three of them quickly went down the mountain.

True Man Zi Yang gave him a few more instructions, asking him to take good care of his health, then he strode away, whisk in hand.

Without his support, Luo Zijun's legs went limp and he was about to collapse to the ground.

Zhiyuan was startled and hurried forward to support him.

Luo Zijun leaned in her arms, pressed against her plump chest, smelling the delicate fragrance of the young girl on her body. He clenched his fists unconsciously, and had the urge to punch her a few times.

He quickly suppressed his impulse and said, "Let's go home."

Go home, sleep, practice, and become strong.

Then, revenge!
When the time comes, if he meets that female flower thief again, he will make sure she has a taste of what it feels like to do it six times in one night!
Huh? Pah!

If that happens, wouldn't that female rapist succeed again?

For that shameless female flower thief, it was not a punishment or revenge, but a reward, a huge reward!

Well, I'll serve you with my fists when the time comes!

I will beat her until she cries for mercy and becomes a pulp!

(End of this chapter)