This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 161 Lin Daiyu's frail beauty, beating Master Jia
It is early summer.

In the pond, lotus leaves are floating on the water and lotus buds are about to bloom.

In the flower beds everywhere, all kinds of flowers are colorful.

Luo Zijun was looking at the beautiful scenery in the garden and thinking about something when he suddenly heard a burst of chirping sounds coming from the round gate not far away.

Turn around and look.

The first person to come forward was Jia Baoyu, wearing a purple gold crown.

Behind him followed several pretty young girls full of youth, and a group of maids and nannies surrounded them.

The group of people's dresses and decorations were red, green, blue, and yellow, all of which were just like the flowers in the flower bed next to them, with different colors competing for beauty.

"Brother Luo!"

Jia Baoyu was the first to enter the pavilion, with a smile on his face. He stretched out his hands, wanting to hold Luo Zijun's hands.

Luo Zijun dodged quickly and reached out to grab the melon seeds on the stone table.

Jia Baoyu didn't know whether he was stupid or too naive, but he didn't care and asked quickly, "Uncle and Daddy asked you to come over. Did they want to talk about Yingchun?"

Luo Zijun nodded and said, "I refuse."

Jia Baoyu was startled, then he moved closer to him and said with a low laugh, "I knew that Brother Luo would definitely not like my second sister. With Brother Luo's looks and talent, only my third sister, or Sister Lin or Sister Shi would be worthy of him."

Luo Zijun looked at him in surprise.

At this time, the maids and nannies had already surrounded the girls and came to the outside of the pavilion, but they did not come in immediately, but stopped there.

Those girls and maids were secretly staring at the young man in the pavilion.

When Luo Zijun looked over, they quickly lowered their heads with slightly red cheeks.

Jia Baoyu hurried over and introduced with a smile: "Brother Luo, let me introduce you to my sister Lin, Lin Daiyu. You don't know, if I don't introduce her first, she will be angry."

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she glared at him and snorted, "Am I that stingy?"

Then she looked at the handsome boy in the pavilion, her face suddenly turned red, she lowered her head, and clutched her skirt below her waist with her small hands, looking a little shy and nervous.

Jia Baoyu smiled and said, "My sister Lin's nickname is Xiaoxiang Concubine. In that collection of poems, she loves the three poems written by Brother Luo the most. Brother Luo doesn't know that she has been reading "Shenyuan Love Dream" written by Brother Luo these days, reading it once a day. She cries so hard every time that she is about to die. Especially those two little poems, she copied them over and over again. As she wrote, her face was full of tears and she couldn't help herself..."

Luo Zijun's gaze had already looked over there.

The girl in front of me was wearing a red and white dress, and her figure was extremely slender and delicate. Just as described in the book, she had two curved eyebrows that seemed to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be crying but not crying. Her expression showed sorrow in her cheeks, and her body was sick. She had tears in her eyes and was panting slightly. She was as quiet as a beautiful flower reflecting on the water, and as active as a weak willow swaying in the wind.

She is indeed a peerless beauty, rare in the world.

Luo Zijun had always doubted how such a sickly girl who took medicine all year round and had no vitality could have such a beautiful appearance. But when he saw her today, he realized that she was another kind of sickly beauty that he had never seen before. It made people feel pity for her at first sight and could not bear to desecrate or hurt her.

"Mr. Luo, I have long heard of your great name."

Lin Daiyu lowered her head shyly and bowed slightly. Perhaps because she had just walked quickly, she was panting when she spoke, and her voice was soft and weak, but it was particularly pleasant to hear.

Luo Zijun hurriedly bowed and said, "I have heard of Miss Lin's name for a long time."

Lin Daiyu raised her head and looked at him, her pretty face blushing. She said softly, "Mr. Luo, where did you hear my name?"

Luo Zijun replied, "I read it in a collection of poems first, and then heard Miss Bai San talk about it. Miss Lin was so young, yet she had such talent, so I naturally remember it vividly."

Lin Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled, like a shy flower, and said softly, "If anyone else praised me like this, I would definitely be proud. But when Master Luo praises me like this, it feels like you are making fun of me."

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "As scholars, we never laugh at others."

Lin Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled again, and said nothing more.

Jia Baoyu then introduced a girl next to her: "This is my sister Shi, Shi Xiangyun. Don't be fooled by her tall stature. In fact, she is the youngest here..."

Shi Xiangyun immediately said, "No, Xichun is younger than me."

Jia Baoyu said: "She is not here."

Shi Xiangyun pouted and snorted, "Anyway, I'm not the youngest."

Luo Zijun's eyes were already sizing up this historian's daughter who had a tragic fate.

The girl was wearing a moon-white dress. She was tall and slender, with fair skin and tender cheeks. She was exceptionally beautiful, with a pair of dark eyes that were bright and exceptionally lively.

"Mr. Luo, the book you wrote is really interesting."

Shi Xiangyun smiled at him and bowed as a greeting.

Luo Zijun also bowed and said, "Miss Shi."

When Shi Xiangyun heard this, she immediately said in a crisp voice: "Mr. Luo, can you call me Miss Xiangyun? Miss Shi, dead girl, shit girl, I don't like this name."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around them couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Luo Zijun quickly changed her words: "Miss Xiangyun."

Shi Xiangyun then smiled and said, "This sounds good."

This girl is innocent and carefree, and is somewhat similar to Qingwen.

Jia Baoyu held his stomach and laughed for a while, then pointed to a young girl behind him and introduced her: "This is my sister Wang, Wang Yuling. She has an older sister who looks the same as her, but she didn't come today. She likes to read Brother Luo's book "A Chinese Ghost Story" the most. She has been coming to the mansion these days to ask whether Brother Luo will come today."

"Wang Yuling?"

Luo Zijun looked at the tall girl in front of him, and the figure of a girl in a purple dress immediately appeared in his mind.

Wang Yuling and Wang Yuru are the daughters of the Wang family, one of the four major families.

"Mr. Luo, can you write a story about the love between a human and a ghost in your next book? I think the story between a human and a ghost is much more interesting than the story between a human man and a woman."

Wang Yuling begged.

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "If Miss Wang likes it, I will definitely give priority to stories between humans and ghosts when I write a book next time. But I can't say whether I will have inspiration by then."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yuling clapped her hands and said excitedly, "It's enough if Master Luo agrees to me. Even if it's not a story between humans and ghosts, I will buy a few more copies."

Luo Zijun smiled and looked at the girls behind her, wondering in her heart: Why is the girl from the Xue family not here?

Just as Jia Baoyu was about to continue his introduction, a maid suddenly rushed over and cried, "Second Master, go find someone! The master is beating my young lady in front of us. He said he was going to beat her to death!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Jia Baoyu hurried over and asked, "Siqi, what's going on? Why did uncle suddenly hit my second sister?"

The little maid cried and said, "The young lady didn't want to get married, and she talked back to the master a few times. The master suddenly got angry and started beating the young lady."

When Jia Baoyu heard this, he hurried out and asked, "Have you gone to see the ancestor?"

The little maid cried, "The old ancestor is still talking to the people sent by the imperial concubine. I dare not go."

Jia Baoyu immediately said, "I'll go!"

Then he turned to Lin Daiyu and the others and said, "Sisters, go to the front and stop uncle!"

Lin Daiyu and a few others hurriedly walked towards the round gate, surrounded by a group of maids and nannies.

After walking a distance, Lin Daiyu hurriedly ordered in a weak voice: "Chunxian, go find your second uncle! Zijuan, go find your aunt! Xueyan, go find my teacher and ask him to come over to help persuade them."

Everyone knows that in the entire Jia family, the only person who can dissuade the eldest master is the ancestor.

"Cough cough..."

Lin Daiyu was walking in a hurry and suddenly started coughing. She quickly took out her handkerchief to cover her mouth.

When the handkerchief was removed, it was stained with blood. Shi Xiangyun quickly supported her and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. If you worry, Sister Yingchun will be fine, and you will be in trouble again."

Lin Daiyu panted and said, "You are just talking nonsense. What can I do?"

At this moment, Wang Yuling suddenly glanced behind her and whispered, "That Mr. Luo has also followed."

Several people were startled and turned to look.

As expected, the handsome and elegant young man followed behind him.

They didn't have time to think and continued to move forward.

When they arrived at the front yard, they saw many maids and servants gathered at the window and door, all of them were anxious and were afraid to go in.

"Miss Lin and Miss Shi are here! Quick, go in and persuade the master not to beat Miss Yingchun to death."

An old lady stamped her feet in anxiety.

From the room came the sounds of Jia She's angry beating and scolding, as well as Jia Yingchun's soft sobbing.

Lin Daiyu and Shi Xiangyun hurried to go into the house, but found that they could not push the door open.

Jia She shouted angrily, "Get out of here! If anyone dares to persuade us, I will beat you too!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Daiyu and the others were so frightened that they trembled and their faces turned pale.

After all, they were guests, and the old man was the most prestigious person in the Jia family. He was usually serious and didn't talk much to them. They were afraid of him in the first place, so who would dare to go in when he got so angry?
"boom!"

Just when Lin Daiyu and the others were becoming extremely anxious and didn't know what to do, a foot suddenly flew over from the side and kicked the door in front of them open.

Several girls were startled at once, and turned to look, only to see the handsome and gentle Master Luo.

Jia She, who was beating Jia Yingchun with a feather duster in the room, was also startled by the noise of kicking the door. He turned his head and was stunned at first, then his face became even gloomier.

"Master Jia, why do you have to do this?"

Luo Zijun kicked the door open and walked in directly. She stood in front of the girl who was kneeling on the ground, trembling and crying softly, and said, "Today is Miss Xichun's birthday party. Why is Master Jia so angry and wants to hit someone?"

Jia She immediately sneered and said, "Why, Master Luo, do you want to take care of my Jia family's affairs?"

Luo Zijun said, "I dare not. I just think that Master Jia doesn't need to do this. If Master Jia is angry, just vent it on me. Miss Yingchun is your biological daughter. How can you bear to beat her like this?"

Jia She smiled grimly and said, "Since Young Master Luo doesn't want her, why should he protect her? It is natural for a father to beat his daughter. Since she has done something wrong, I should beat her. Even if I beat her to death, it has nothing to do with Young Master Luo."

After saying that, he raised the feather duster in his hand and hit the girl on the ground hard again.

"Snapped!"

This sound hit Luo Zijun's arm.

The people outside the door and window were all startled.

Jia Yingchun, who was kneeling on the ground crying, also raised her head with tears on her face.

Jia She was stunned for a moment, but his face was full of sneers.

Luo Zijun protected the girl behind him, looked at him neither servile nor arrogant and said: "If Master Jia must hit me, then hit me. I have thick skin and tough flesh, I can withstand it."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jia Yingchun burst into tears.

Lin Daiyu and the others outside the door also had different expressions.

Jia She sneered and said, "Mr. Luo is a guest, a member of the Bai family, I dare not hit him. I just want to discipline my daughter, why is Mr. Luo trying to stop me? Mr. Luo should not be qualified to intervene in my Jia family's affairs, right?"

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then said, "I am indeed not qualified to manage your family affairs, but this incident was caused by me, so I should bear all the punishment. If Master Jia wants to beat or scold me, just go ahead and do it to me. I will never say a word."

At this time, Jia Yingchun, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly cried and said, "Master Luo, please go away and don't worry about me... Even if my father beats me to death today, I am willing... I, I don't want to swallow my anger anymore and listen to him in everything... He gave birth to me, so I will give my life back to him and never owe him anything again..."

"You beast! This is outrageous!"

Upon hearing this, Jia She became furious and immediately raised the feather duster in his hand, walked around and was about to beat her hard.

Luo Zijun suddenly felt furious, and suddenly snatched the feather duster from his hand and hit him on the head, making him see stars and feel dizzy. He shouted angrily, "You old beast! I told you to stop hitting me!"

There was a sudden silence inside and outside the house.

Jia She covered his head and looked at him in shock and disbelief.

Lin Daiyu and the other girls outside the door, as well as the maids and nannies outside the window, were all stunned at this moment, with horrified expressions on their faces as if they had seen ghosts.

Jia Yingchun, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to have not yet reacted to what was happening. Noticing that the atmosphere suddenly became wrong, she raised her head with tears on her face, and then saw her father covering his head with a dazed expression, and Master Luo holding a feather duster with an angry face.

The room was dead silent.

After a few breaths, Jia She suddenly became furious and immediately shouted outside: "Someone come! Someone come!"

When the guards under the eaves heard this, they immediately rushed into the house.

Luo Zijun suddenly said, "Master Jia, don't you want the elixir made by Taoist Ziyang? I have some here."

As soon as these words were spoken, Jia She's face suddenly changed.

"Master, what's the matter?"

The leader of the guards soon appeared at the door with a team of guards, looking menacing and murderous.

Jia She's expression changed rapidly several times, and suddenly he glared and shouted: "Are you all blind? There are so many people gathered outside the window, why don't you drive them away? Drive them all away!"

The guard leader was startled when he heard this, and immediately lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

Then he hurried out to drive them away.

As for Lin Daiyu and the other girls outside the door, they did not dare to drive them away and could only pretend not to see them.

Jia She immediately went over to close the door, turned around, and said excitedly: "Zijun, do you really have the elixir made by Taoist Ziyang?"

Luo Zijun glanced at him for a few seconds, gently stroked the feather duster in his hand, and said calmly: "There are indeed a few bottles."

To deal with such people, you naturally have to cater to their preferences.

This man would rather sell his daughter than not get the elixir from Taoist Zi Yang. Last time, he was scolded in front of so many people in Hanshan Temple, but he could endure it. So what if he was hit with a feather duster today?
As people get older, they naturally suffer from more illnesses and begin to fear death.

Face is not as important as being alive.

"What kind of pills are they for?"

Jia She asked hurriedly, with a flattering look on his face, completely different from the sinister and cruel expression he had just had.

Luo Zijun said: "Replenishing Qi and blood, nourishing the kidney and strengthening Yang, Wushi powder, detoxification pill."

When Jia She heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Five Stone Powder? The Five Stone Powder made by Taoist Zi Yang himself? Zijun, do you really have it? And the pills for nourishing the kidneys and strengthening yang, did Taoist Zi Yang give them to you as well?"

Luo Zijun nodded.

Seeing this old pervert so excited and forgetful, he felt a little regretful that he didn't give him a few more hits.

Jia She, Jia "se", is a lustful ghost.

The book describes this man as extremely lustful, and he would often do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He even dared to set his sights on Lady Jia's maid.

The pill that nourishes the kidneys and strengthens the yang is naturally what he wants.

He was now extremely impatient and excited, and he expressed his eagerness for the "kidney-tonifying and yang-strengthening" pill directly in front of his daughter.

How disgusting!

(End of this chapter)