This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 166: Yingchun's Tragedy, Seeking Help from Luo Zijun

Scorching sun.

During the national mourning period, the entire city of Lin'an was dressed in mourning and fell into silence.

The streets were deserted with few pedestrians.

The vendors also stayed quietly in their shops, with white cloth hung at the doorways of the shops.

The national mourning lasted for six months.

During these six months, all entertainment, weddings, birthday banquets and other happy events are banned throughout the country.

Especially for court officials, the rules are even stricter.

No laughter, no playing, no drinking, and even no eating and drinking at will are allowed inside or outside the palace.

Once discovered, it would not be just a matter of losing your official hat.

Therefore, the entire Lin'an city fell into an unprecedented silence.

The children were locked up and not allowed to go out. They were closely watched by their family members and servants, who were afraid that they would play around and cause trouble.

Classes in all academies, martial arts colleges, and schools have been suspended.

Luo Zijun enjoyed the quiet time and practiced in the backyard every day. He would go out occasionally to see his senior sister, Chu Jian, and his sister and brother-in-law. His life was peaceful and comfortable.

Just half a month later, he broke through again.

The five realms of warriors!
The energy of the demon pill in his body was finally completely refined by him.

Another month later.

His Dragon Roar and Tiger Howl Fist has already reached the second stage. It seems that one can really hear the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers roaring when he punches.

He also never slacked off in his cultivation of the spirit and soul.

Every night, his soul would leave his body and possess the black cat to practice, and every time he practiced, the white cat would watch from the side.

A month later, his soul had broken through to the day travel realm.

During the day, his soul was out of his body, and he could hold on for a long time even under the scorching sun.

In the blink of an eye, it is already late autumn.

At this time, his flaming finger had already arrived instantly and could accurately hit the target from thirty meters away.

Other skills have also made progress.

It was still a period of national mourning, and the entire Anguo Mansion was quiet, with the servants walking slowly and silently.

Xiaohuan deliberately kept a stern face all day long.

After being amused by Luo Zijun, she immediately covered her face and said, "Sir, you are not allowed to laugh during the national mourning period!"

Luo Zijun asked: "Then why do you still eat secretly at night?"

The little maid said confidently: "The master also said that he ate secretly, and it was dark, so no one could see."

Luo Zijun said: "Zhiyuan saw it."

The little maid giggled and said, "Sister Zhiyuan also wants to eat secretly."

Luo Zijun said sternly: "During the national mourning period, only vegetarian food is allowed!"

Zhiyuan also laughed and said, "It was obviously the young master who stole the meat first, and he forced Xiaohuan to eat it too. I saw it all."

When the master and his two servants were talking in the yard, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The smiles on Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan's faces disappeared immediately.

Hua'er's voice came from outside the door: "Is Mr. Luo here? My young lady is here."

Zhiyuan hurried to open the door.

Bai Qingtong walked in gracefully, wearing a plain white dress and with jet-black hair.

Huaer quickly closed the door.

Luo Zijun bowed and said, "Greetings, Third Miss."

Bai Qingtong smiled slightly and said, "Sir, you are still so polite. Can't you just treat me as one of your own?"

Luo Zijun said: "I dare not."

Bai Qingtong's eyes moved, and without saying anything more, he sat down at the stone table and said, "Sir, please take a seat."

Luo Zijun sat down opposite her.

Xiaohuan hurried to pour tea.

Bai Qingtong glanced at the two maids and said with a smile, "Do you have enough maids, sir? If not, you can choose a few more from the mansion."

Luo Zijun quickly said: "Thank you, Third Miss, it's enough."

Bai Qingtong smiled, stretched out her bare hand, picked up the teacup and shook it gently, then explained the purpose of today's visit: "Three days later, our four major families will go to the Guanyin Temple next to the palace to pray for the new king. Daddy is afraid that you have been bored at home for too long, so he asked me to come and tell you, and then take you out for some fresh air."

"Guanyin Temple?"

When Luo Zijun heard this, his legs trembled unconsciously and he recalled the terrible past.

Bai Qingtong said: "Tanchun also said that she wanted to meet the gentleman."

Luo Zijun looked at her in confusion.

Bai Qingtong glanced at the side and said, "Hua'er, you and Zhiyuan Xiaohuan should go inside and talk first. We don't need you to serve us here."

"Yes."

The three maids understood and immediately went into the room and closed the door.

Luo Zijun suddenly felt guilty.

Bai Qingtong looked at him with a half-smile and said, "After leaving the Jia Mansion that time, within two days, you went back to the Jia Mansion and met with the old master Jia alone, right?"

Luo Zijun said: "Yes, I promised Master Jia that I would give him something."

Bai Qingtong looked at him and said, "I heard that when Yingchun was beaten that day, the master suddenly got angry and beat up that Master Jia?"

Luo Zijun immediately said, "How is that possible? I am just a scholar. Even if I had the guts to do it, I wouldn't dare to hit the master of the Duke's Mansion."

Bai Qingtong smiled and said, "When I first heard about it, I also thought it was impossible. But Tanchun would never lie."

Luo Zijun didn't say anything else.

At that time, there were many people who saw him beating Master Jia with a feather duster. In addition to Sister Lin, Sister Shi and others outside the door, there was also the maid and the nanny outside the window.

Even if Mr. Jia wanted to keep it secret, it would be unlikely.

Of course, even so, he would not admit it himself.

Bai Qingtong smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir. Tanchun didn't come to see you for this matter. She might be secretly happy and secretly admire you. I asked this question only out of curiosity."

Luo Zijun asked, "Miss Tanchun, why did you come to see me?"

Bai Qingtong suddenly sighed and said, "It should be because of Yingchun. I heard that Master Jia has arranged another marriage for Yingchun, and plans to let Yingchun marry after the national mourning is over. Yingchun refused and cried at home, and even asked the old ancestor of the Jia family to persuade her. But for some reason, Master Jia refused to listen to the old ancestor and was determined to let Yingchun marry."

Luo Zijun frowned and asked, "Is the other party's surname Sun?"

Bai Qingtong looked at him in surprise and said, "Hey, sir, how did you know? The man's name is Sun Shaozu, he is the descendant of a military officer, and now he has inherited the position of a small commander in the Ministry of War. I heard... his reputation is not very good."

Luo Zijun frowned, feeling secretly upset.

I didn't expect that because of his interference, Yingchun's fate would end up so miserable.

He couldn't help but think of the picture that foreshadowed Yingchun's tragedy.

A wolf chases a young girl and eats her. It reminds me of the painting "Yingchun Returns to the Origin", where Yingchun was tortured to death, and on the bed next to her body, the wolf-like Sun Shaozu was hugging another naked girl, doing something shameful...

She was a beautiful girl in a golden house, the daughter of a noble duke, young, pure and kind, but she was tortured to death at the age of only sixteen, and no one in the Jia family cared about her. How tragic it was.

It seemed that the girl suddenly found that the words he said and the two poems he wrote had all come true, so she tried her best to resist.

However, in this era, how could she, a weak woman, resist?

If Jia She really insisted, even Lady Jia would not be able to persuade him.

After all, in Rongguo Mansion, Jia She is the real heir to the title, and he is also Yingchun's biological father. It is reasonable and logical to follow his parents' orders. Who dares to persuade or stop him?
I guess the girl is in despair at this moment.

Luo Zijun secretly sighed and said, "Miss Third, I have also heard of Sun Shaozu. I heard that he is a lustful and cruel person. Everyone in the family has been raped and beaten by him. If Miss Yingchun marries him, I am afraid... she will step into a pit of fire and it will be difficult to get out."

Bai Qingtong's face changed slightly: "I only heard that he has a bad reputation and is greedy for money and lustful. I didn't expect that he is so terrible?"

Luo Zijun said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid it's even scarier than what I said."

She was the daughter of a duke, in the prime of her youth and beauty, but she was tortured to death after only one year of marriage. One can imagine how cruel the other party was.

Bai Qingtong frowned and remained silent for a while, then said, "Even the old ancestor of the Jia family couldn't persuade her, so I'm afraid this matter has already been settled. Poor Yingchun, such a kind and honest person, who always thinks of others first and treats maids and servants with kindness, how could she end up like this..."

"Miss San, I will go with you in three days."

Luo Zijun looked determined and made up his mind.

Bai Qingtong glanced at him and nodded.

The two chatted about the affairs of the palace for a while.

"The new king is young, only seven years old. He is the nephew of the previous king and has not yet officially ascended the throne. The queen is now ruling the country from behind the scenes. The queen is a Buddhist, and the Guanyin Temple was also built by the queen..."

"Sir, you may not know that the queen is the most beautiful woman in Daliang. When the late king married her, it took a lot of trouble..."

"However, the queen is too young. I heard from my father that many people in the court are still dissatisfied..."

"The three regents also seem to be at odds with the queen..."

Luo Zijun suddenly asked, "Isn't the most beautiful lady in Daliang the eldest daughter of our Bai Mansion?"

Bai Qingtong was stunned when he heard this, then she smiled and said to him, "So in the master's heart, my sister is the most beautiful woman in Daliang. I heard from my fans that when we were at West Lake Academy, every time the master saw my sister, he would be in a daze, and I didn't believe it. Now, I believe it."

Luo Zijun was not embarrassed, and said calmly: "The young lady is indeed very beautiful, and I am just admiring her and do not dare to have any blasphemous intentions."

Bai Qingtong's smile faded slightly, she looked at him and said, "It's a pity that sister is disfigured. Before the accident, sister was not only the most beautiful woman in Daliang, but also the most beautiful woman in the whole of Dayan."

Luo Zijun said: "That's true."

Seeing his natural expression, Bai Qingtong moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but held back.

The two chatted for a while, then Bai Qingtong stood up and said goodbye.

at dusk.

Luo Zijun went out and came to Bao'an Hall with a heavy heart.

In the shop.

Su Qingling was sitting alone behind the counter, with her chin resting on her hands in a daze. Her pure and charming face was held in two snow-white and slender hands, as delicate and attractive as a blooming flower.

Luo Zijun stood in front of the counter, staring at her quietly for a while, then suddenly moved a stool over, walked to the counter, sat next to her, and said, "Senior Sister, I want to tell you a story."

Su Qingling came back to her senses, turned her head and stared at him for a while, then said, "I don't want to listen."

Luo Zijun said: "Even if you don't want to listen, I will still tell you."

Su Qingling leaned on the counter and covered her ears with her hands.

Luo Zijun looked at her beautiful and lovely appearance, and smelled the delicate fragrance of a young girl on her body. He was silent for a long time, and said: "Senior Sister, I want to kneel down and lick your embroidered shoes."

Su Qingling turned her head, her beautiful eyes gradually turned cold, and said, "Let's talk about the matter first."

Luo Zijun lowered his head and said humbly: "I... I want to save someone, a kind and honest poor man who is about to step into the pit of fire..."

Su Qingling narrowed her eyes and said, "Yes, men, girls under seven years old, and women over fifty years old are all fine."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Senior sister is a... a girl in seclusion."

Su Qingling's beautiful eyes were cold, and her pretty face was frosty: "How do you want to save him?"

Luo Zijun lowered his head and said, "Spend money to buy... or use elixirs..."

Su Qingling slowly clenched her fists and said, "Whose money are you spending? Whose medicine are you using?"

Luo Zijun whispered: "Senior Sister's..."

Su Qingling clenched her fist, slowly raised it, and asked coldly: "What will happen after you buy it?"

Luo Zijun said in a whisper: "Just be my..."

"boom!"

"what……"

at the same time.

Rongguo Mansion, in a room in the backyard.

Jia Yingchun was crying with her head down, while Jia Tanchun, who was standing beside her, was comforting her with red eyes.

Lin Daiyu was sitting nearby, frowning and looking down at the rice paper in her hand.

There were two poems written on the rice paper.

One is "My Son is a Wolf from Zhongshan", and the other is "Seeing the Cold Moon and the Lamp Shining on My Crying Face".

After a while.

Her face was full of complex expressions, and she murmured in disbelief, "I didn't expect that he would be right... His son is a Zhongshan wolf... His daughter is a flower in the boudoir... She won't marry his grandson... Could it be that Mr. Luo is really a banished immortal who has come down to earth..."

Jia Tanchun raised her head and looked at the poem in her hand, and said with red eyes: "One year to go to Huangliang... Is this really the result?"

Jia Yingchun cried, "I won't marry... I'd rather die now than marry..."

Lin Daiyu frowned and said, "I want to take these two poems to ..."

She suddenly shook her head again and sighed softly, "Who would believe it? Maybe my uncle would slander us and say that we just wrote it..."

Jia Tanchun also shook her head, her voice choking with sobs as she said, "My uncle is so determined that even the old ancestor and my father's persuasion is useless. Even if there are these two poems, what can they do? What's more, he..."

Lin Daiyu raised her head and asked, "How is he?"

Jia Tanchun stopped talking, lowered her head, and sighed bitterly: "We, the daughters of noble families, sound so glorious, but who knows that we are more helpless than ordinary people."

Jia Yingchun suddenly took the hairpin from her head and was about to stab it into her neck.

Jia Tanchun and Lin Daiyu screamed in panic and rushed over to grab her hands. Lin Daiyu cried, "Second sister, don't..."

Jia Tanchun hurriedly snatched the hairpin and cried, "Second sister, you silly girl, if you want to die, don't die now. Didn't I already inform Mr. Luo? Since he was able to calculate your fate in advance, he must have a way to save you."

Jia Yingchun cried, "But...but Daddy has already accepted the money from the Sun family...it's hard to undo this...wuwu..."

Jia Tanchun was immediately furious: "Then we should pay him back double the money! It's not like my Jia family can't afford it!"

Jia Yingchun sobbed, "Daddy won't compromise, wuu ...

Jia Tanchun suddenly hugged her and started crying.

Lin Daiyu suddenly wiped her tears and said, "It depends on who it is. If that Young Master Luo is willing to help... Second sister, have you forgotten? That day in front of us, that Young Master Luo beat your father with a feather duster, but your father not only did not blame him, but also smiled and tried to please him."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crying in the room stopped immediately.

(End of this chapter)