This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 77 The Rich Girl Depends on Me

The sun sets.

After Luo Zijun finished the medicinal bath, he felt that the effect was extremely magical.

The aches and pains all over my body have disappeared.

When he took the medicinal bath just now, it was extremely painful at first, and it kept getting more and more painful, but after he endured it for half a quarter of an hour, he began to feel comfortable.

The pain all over my body began to ease, and my whole body felt numb and comfortable.

Continue until the end.

After finishing, he suddenly found that the aches and pains all over his body were gone.

What’s even more amazing is that all the fatigue in my body suddenly disappeared, and I felt relaxed and especially refreshed.

It really was worthy of the medicine that cost him nearly ten taels of silver!
And these drugs are not the best.

No wonder you need to take medicinal baths when practicing martial arts, otherwise, your body won’t be able to withstand practicing day after day.

Luo Zijun poured the water, washed the bucket, cleaned up, and went into the house.

The master was dozing off in the rocking chair.

Su Qingling was sitting behind the counter, trimming the nails on her slender fingers. When she saw him coming, she immediately picked up the rolling pin under the counter.

She did not forget to bring this thick rolling pin.

Luo Zijun rolled his eyes at her and said, "Senior Sister, don't worry, I'm not here to beat you up. If I really wanted to beat you up, I would just attack you suddenly and you wouldn't have time to grab your rolling pin."

Su Qingling still held the rolling pin tightly in her hand, staring at him vigilantly.

Luo Zijun stared at her cold and beautiful face for a while, then took out a jade hairpin from his sleeve and placed it on the counter: "Senior Sister, this is for you."

After a pause, he continued, "Don't think it's cheap. I've been practicing martial arts recently and I need to buy medicinal herbs. I don't have any money on me, so I can only buy at this price."

The girl agreed to let him take a medicinal bath here, so he naturally had to show some appreciation.

Although this jade hairpin is not valuable, the thought behind it is valuable.

Su Qingling was stunned and looked at him blankly.

Luo Zijun said: "Try it on."

Su Qingling did not move, her beautiful eyes still staring at him vigilantly.

"Tsk, how dare I hit you when Master is here?"

Luo Zijun looked at the sky outside, waved his hand and said, "Let's go. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, he walked out the door directly, leaving with brisk steps.

The store fell silent.

After a long time.

Su Qingling put down the rolling pin in her hand and looked at the jade hairpin on the counter.

"Hey……"

Su Dafang, who was dozing off in the rocking chair, suddenly let out a long sigh.

Su Qingling slowly picked up the jade hairpin on the counter, stared at it blankly for a while, and suddenly raised her head and looked at him: "Grandpa, go get some medicinal herbs tomorrow."

"Hmm? Medicinal herbs? What medicinal herbs?"

Su Dafang opened his eyes, his face full of confusion.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and jumped up from the rocking chair: "You...you girl! Could it be..."

After a while.

A shrill wail suddenly rang out from the store: "Oh my dear, my last bit of money for the coffin... "

……

"Shh!"

In the backyard, Luo Zijun was practicing boxing.

My sister is cooking in the kitchen.

My brother-in-law hasn't come back yet.

So he decided to take advantage of this time to practice Kaishan Fist for a while longer.

After the medicinal bath, my body recovered.

And if you practice at this time, the effect should be better.

The medicine that entered his skin constantly tempered his body, making him feel hot and numb as he practiced boxing.

It feels amazing.

In the Danhai, the internal force seed that originally grew to the size of a broad bean has now shrunk to the size of a mung bean.

Obviously, all the energy inside was consumed by his body.

In this way, the leather refining process will be faster.

My brother-in-law came back very late, and while eating, he talked about trivial matters in the yamen.

He never mentioned anything about the various cases.

Even when Luo Zijun and his sister asked him, he gave perfunctory answers.

One is that it needs to be kept confidential, and the other is that I’m afraid they will worry.

"The escaped criminal has not been found yet, but his portrait has been posted outside. We are now searching every house. There are also people checking at the city gates. He won't be able to hide for long."

"He probably wouldn't dare to come out during the day. At night, when I'm at home, he definitely wouldn't fall into my trap, so you don't have to worry."

Despite saying this, Luo Jiaorong was still worried.

"Zijun, how about you stay at home and study for the next few days instead of going out?"

Luo Jiaorong said worriedly.

Luo Zijun comforted her, "Sister, it's okay. I go out during the day and always stay in crowded places. It's impossible for the murderer to go to the academy."

He suddenly asked again: "By the way, brother-in-law, is the murderer a warrior?"

Li Zhengshan nodded and said, "He is a warrior. His cultivation should be at the second level of warrior, and he was injured when he escaped."

Luo Zijun felt relieved.

If he was just a warrior at the second level and was injured, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Sister, when you go out to do things during the day, take Xiaohuan with you."

Luo Zijun suddenly said.

Luo Jiaorong glanced at her and nodded: "I know."

Xiaohuan stood aside, looking at her own master, feeling warm in her heart.

after eating.

Luo Zijun returned to the room and asked Xiaohuan to grind ink while he continued to write.

Now I really have no money.

As for his sister's money, he definitely cannot touch it.

So, he had to make money quickly.

Then continue practicing martial arts.

My brother-in-law's job is indeed very dangerous, both for himself and his family.

Also, my parents were murdered.

Although my sister tried her best to conceal it, judging from my brother-in-law's expression that day, the murderer had not been killed and might even still be in Lin'an City.

With his brother-in-law's status and strength, he couldn't do anything to the other party, and he had to endure humiliation for so many years. Obviously, the other party's strength, or status, is now extraordinary.

Therefore, he must practice martial arts as soon as possible to become stronger and prevent various dangers.

When you are weak, the other party may look down on you.

But when you start to become stronger, the other party will start to have reservations, and then, they may take action.

He has now passed the examination and has been admitted to the West Lake Academy as an exception.

It has already begun to emerge.

If the other party knew about this, would he be willing to let him continue to develop his career?

If it were him, he would definitely not feel at ease.

After all, it is the revenge for the murder of one's father and mother, who can really forget it?
"Hey……"

He couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

I thought that when I came here, I just had to complete the task wholeheartedly, but I didn't expect that it would involve so many things.

And he couldn't just ignore these things.

No matter how cold his heart is, no matter how little he takes the people and things here seriously, the love his sister and brother-in-law have for him is real; he can feel and touch it clearly.

So, how could he turn a blind eye and ignore it?
He had lost these things and no longer had any hope for them, but now they appeared again, so real and true. How could he remain indifferent?

"Sir, you...what's wrong with you?"

Xiaohuan was grinding ink and noticed that he seemed to be in a bad mood.

Luo Zijun came back to his senses, lowered his head and continued to write, saying, "It's okay."

The story is simple.

It's the same routine as "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me", except that the "domineering president" is replaced by a rich girl, and the protagonist is replaced by a man. This is definitely a very exciting story for those scholars who are in various fantasies all day long.

As for female readers, they probably also want to see how this stupid author and the protagonist fantasize.

After I finish writing this book "Rich Girl Depends on Me", I will write another book "Rich Son Depends on Me", and the protagonist will be a woman.

In this case, those female readers who love to fantasize all day long will probably be fascinated by it.

It may be vulgar, but it’s fine as long as it can be sold.

In order to practice martial arts, he now wishes he could sell himself.

I finally finished writing it before three o'clock.

The master and servant turned off the lights and went to bed.

Outside the window, a silver moon hangs on the treetops, silently gazing at this cold world.

Luo Zijun was not sleepy.

The little maid crawled out from under the quilt again, and lay on his chest, her smooth little face pressed against his neck, and murmured, "Sir, if you are really favored by a rich girl in the future, I will go with you to serve her, okay? I don't want to be separated from you..."

Luo Zijun stroked her soft hair and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you wherever I go in the future. If that day really comes, you don't have to serve her, just let her serve us."

"Ah? Why would a rich girl serve us?"

"Why not? Your master will naturally tame her and make her obedient and willing."

"Oh, then how do we tame the young master?"

"secret."

"Sir, can you tame me first?"

"Aren't you already submissive now?"

"No... the young master hasn't even tamed me yet."

"How do you want to tame it?"

"My servant... my servant... Sir, can you ride a horse? In the book that Madam gave me, there is a man and a woman..."

"Snoring... snoring..."

"Sir?"

"Snoring... snoring..."

"Woo..."

The little maid pouted and was angry for a while, then suddenly opened her mouth and planted a strawberry on his neck.

Seeing that he was still snoring, he planted another one on his chest.

Then, another one was planted in his stomach.

Then, prepare to go down again...

"what……"

Before she could continue to bite him, Luo Zijun kicked her to the other side.

"go to bed!"

In order to stop her from moving, Luo Zijun grabbed her little feet.

The next day.

Luo Zijun took the manuscript and went to the academy first.

After class.

He immediately left the academy, found a bookstore on the street and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, the shop owner immediately picked up the big knife under the counter, looked at him vigilantly and shouted: "What are you going to do?"

Luo Zijun covered his face and quickly took out his manuscript from his sleeve and said, "Boss, don't get me wrong, I'm here to sell my manuscript."

"Selling manuscripts?"

The shop owner was startled when he heard this, and then stared at the black cloth on his face and said coldly: "Why are you covering your face to sell manuscripts?"

Luo Zijun said: "My face was burned, I am too embarrassed to see anyone."

The shop owner then put down the knife in his hand, took the manuscript from him, took a look at it, and asked, "Who wrote it?"

"I wrote it."

Luo Zijun said.

"'The Rich Girl Depends on Me'?"

The shop owner took a look at the title and immediately returned the manuscript to him, his eyes full of undisguised contempt: "No." This kid, he's still relying on me for a rich girl, has he daydreamed too much? No wonder he has to cover his face, he knows shame too?
Luo Zijun quickly said, "Boss, please read it first."

The shop owner simply stuffed the manuscript into his hands and said, "I won't read it."

When Luo Zijun was about to speak, the shop owner asked directly: "What's your name? Have you written a book before? Are you famous? Do your books sell well? Have you been introduced by a famous talent or noble person?"

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Let's go."

When the shop owner saw that he couldn't answer, he waved his hand and drove him away.

Luo Zijun had no choice but to leave.

After thinking about it, he went to find a second bookstore.

The result is the same.

"Have you ever written a book? Have you sold any books? Are you famous? Have any talented people or noble people recommended you?"

He had no choice but to go to the third and fourth store.

The responses he received were all the same; no one even looked at his manuscript.

After visiting several more companies, he had to give up.

It seems that it is impossible to sell books without a reputation.

Unless you have a channel that you know.

Standing blankly on the street for a while under the midday sun, he could only sigh and walk towards Tianxian Tower.

Forget it, let’s go find that Miss Liu.

It's a joke, as long as it can be sold for money.

He is so short of money that he wants to sell himself. What does his face mean to him?

He did not go in through the main door.

Turned into the alley next to it and knocked on the back door.

A woman's voice immediately rang out from inside: "Who is it? If you are a guest, please go through the front door."

Luo Zijun said: "I'm looking for Miss Bi'er."

"Looking for Bi'er?"

The woman was stunned for a moment: "Which Bi'er?"

Luo Zijun said, "Liu Chujian, the maidservant beside Miss Liu, said that I can come in through the back door when I come here next time."

The woman immediately asked, "What's your name, sir?"

"Luo Zijun."

As soon as Luo Zijun finished answering, the woman immediately cried out "Oh!" and hurried over to open the door.

"Mr. Luo, it turns out to be you!"

Standing inside the door was a woman in a long gauze dress, with a pair of charming eyes, a slender waist, and dressed beautifully. It turned out to be the girl named Mei'er.

Remember this is Wang Dafu’s dream lover.

Back then on the flower boat, Wang Dafu and Su Bie both voted for this person.

Luo Zijun took a quick look and found that she indeed had a slim waist, a nice butt, bare shoulders and navel, which was quite attractive. However, her face was heavily made up and her body fragrance was too strong, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Luo, my name is Mei'er. Do you still remember me?"

In fact, the two had no intersection, they might have just seen each other on the flower boat.

At first, this woman might have thought that his clothes were not well-dressed and did not even come to him to canvass for votes. But now, she probably knows that he is the author of the poem "If Life Could Only Be Like First Meeting", so she is particularly enthusiastic and presses her soft body directly against him, as if she wants to sink into him.

"Of course I remember. Miss Mei'er danced charmingly and radiantly on the flower boat."

Luo Zijun said casually.

Mei Er said quietly, "No matter how charming she is, Master Luo still ignores her and writes a great poem for my sister Chu Jian."

Luo Zijun had something else to do, so he quickly said, "Miss Mei'er, I came here today for other things..."

"What could you possibly want to do here? Don't you just want to go see your sister Chujian? Humph."

Mei'er hugged him tightly and pulled him into the house, then went up to the second floor and dragged him directly into the room, saying coquettishly, "Sir, please go to my place and play for a while. I think my sister is probably still sleeping now. It won't be too late to go over after you've finished playing at my place."

Then she thrust her chest out and rubbed it against his chest, her eyes seductive as silk, and said delicately: "Sir, Mei'er has nothing to do today, you can go in to Mei'er, Mei'er doesn't charge any money, you can do whatever you want, okay?"

Luo Zijun thought about it seriously and said, "Since Miss Mei'er has invited you so warmly, then... Well, Miss Mei'er, go to the room and wait. I will come to find you as soon as I finish my work."

Mei'er pouted and asked, "How long will it take, sir?"

Luo Zijun said: "Just a moment."

"really?"

"a man of his words!"

Mei Er saw that he didn't seem to be joking, so she immediately smiled and let him go: "Then I will go to the room and wait for you, sir. You better hurry up."

"Well, Miss Mei'er, remember to put on your bellyband."

The girl's inside is now empty.

Mei'er immediately giggled, twisted her body and rubbed against him, blinking her eyes: "Sir, do you like to take off your clothes yourself?"

"Yeah, it feels fulfilling."

"Hehe, shall I put it on right away? By the way, what color do you like, sir?"

"Red, right?"

"Okay! Sir, please come quickly!"

Mei'er suddenly stood on tiptoe, kissed him on the cheek, and then left happily.

“There are so many goblins.”

Luo Zijun touched his cheek, turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as he went up, he saw Bi'er with a cold face, staring at him at the stairs. When she saw him looking at her, she snorted and turned away.

"Bi'er, is Miss Liu asleep?"

Luo Zijun asked as he followed behind.

Bi'er ignored him and walked quickly in the corridor, looking angry.

Obviously he just saw something.

"Miss, he's here."

Bi'er entered the room, speaking in a bad tone.

Liu Chujian was puzzled: "Bi'er, what's wrong?"

Before Bi'er could answer, Luo Zijun had already arrived at the door and said with a bow, "Miss Liu, I am sorry to bother you again."

Liu Chujian was wearing a pink dress embroidered with peonies. She bowed her head and saluted: "Mr. Luo, please come in. You don't have to be so polite to Chujian."

The two looked at each other, and Liu Chujian's cheeks turned slightly red.

Obviously, she remembered her "impulsive" behavior that day.

After that day, she felt a little ashamed and regretful. She was afraid that the other party would feel burdened and would not dare to see her again.

After all, men are all concerned about their reputation, and they are afraid that it would damage their dignity if they were asked to borrow money from women.

Also, she was afraid that he would think that she had some feelings for him, and then he would look down on her and reject her...

So these two days, she has been thinking wildly and regretting.

Seeing him coming today, I felt relieved.

She couldn't help but speak first: "Master Luo, Chu Jian didn't have any other intentions about what happened that day. I hope you don't take it to heart, and don't have any misunderstandings. Chu Jian... Chu Jian was just being presumptuous. I treated you as a friend, so..."

"New to you, young lady. I'm here to borrow some money today."

Luo Zijun said bluntly.

"what?"

Liu Chujian opened his mouth and stood there, not reacting for a moment.

Luo Zijun took out his manuscript and handed it to her: "I'm in urgent need of money now. I spent all my money yesterday. This is a new manuscript. I asked many bookstores today, but they refused to accept it. Miss, can you help me sell it? It doesn't matter if it's cheaper."

Liu Chujian finally came to his senses and quickly took the manuscript, then looked at him and asked, "How much money do you need, sir?"

"Miss……"

Bi'er, who was standing by, tried to stop him.

Luo Zijun said: "Of course the more the better. Miss Chu Jian can take this manuscript and ask how much it can be sold for. And the previous manuscript can also be sold first. To be honest, I still have a few coins left on me now."

Liu Chujian was silent for a moment, then turned and went into the inner room.

Bi'er's eyes turned red with grievance.

After a while.

Liu Chujian took out a purse, held it in both hands, and handed it to him, saying softly, "There are a total of 160 taels of silver in it. You can use it first."

Luo Zijun hesitated for a moment, took it in his hand, looked at her and said: "If the manuscript sells for money, you can just deduct it from the money. I...if I didn't need the money urgently, I wouldn't..."

"Just take it, sir."

Liu Chujian smiled slightly and said softly, "Both Bier and I live here, so we don't need any money. Anyway, I have confidence in your manuscript, and I'm sure it can be sold for a good price."

Seeing her say this, Luo Zijun said nothing more, lowered his head to look at the silver in his hand, and said: "Well, thank you very much, young lady."

"Ah."

Liu Chujian was afraid that it would be awkward for him to stay here any longer, and was also afraid that Bi'er would say something inappropriate, so he asked softly, "Sir, do you have anything else to say?"

"No."

Luo Zijun bowed solemnly and thanked him again.

Then said goodbye and left.

After he left, Bi'er suddenly cried, "Miss, that was our last bit of silver. That guy...that guy took our money and will go find Miss Mei'er later..."

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "No, Master Luo must have an urgent matter and needs money."

Bi'er stamped her feet and said, "Miss, it's true! I just saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears. That guy was flirting with Miss Mei'er downstairs and whispering in her ears."

Liu Chujian smiled, sat down at the table, looked at the manuscript on the table, and said, "You can go and take a look. I guess he should have left directly."

"I don't believe it!"

Bi'er chased after him immediately.

As soon as she reached the railing, she saw that figure had already gone downstairs. Mei Er stamped her feet in anger at the railing on the second floor and shouted, "Mr. Luo, didn't you say that a gentleman's word is as good as a promise?"

Shui Shui was standing next to Mei Er, and she also said angrily to the people below: "Mr. Luo, you made me wait so long last time! You are such a bad thing, such a bad thing!"

The figure pretended not to hear, said hello to Mother Liu, and left quickly.

Mei'er and Shuishui were on the second floor, cursing angrily.

When Bier heard their scolding, she laughed and stood there for a while before returning to the room.

Liu Chujian was sitting at the table, quietly looking at the manuscript on the table. When he heard the voice, he asked, "How is it? Am I right?"

Bi'er deliberately said: "Miss, you guessed wrong. The bad guy couldn't wait to enter Miss Mei'er's boudoir, and Miss Shuishui also went in with him."

Liu Chujian smiled slightly, flipping through the manuscript and said, "Bi'er, when did you learn to lie?"

Bi'er looked at her in confusion and said, "Miss, you...how can you trust him so much?"

Liu Chujian paused, raised his head, looked at her and said, "Bi'er, tell me, who is prettier, me, or Mei'er and Shuishui? Tell the truth."

Bi'er immediately said, "Of course the young lady is beautiful! Madam Liu said that in this Tianxian Building, only the young lady can be called a true fairy."

"so……"

Liu Chujian raised her thin eyebrows slightly and said, "He didn't even look at me. He came to my room, said a few words and left. Do you think he is that kind of person?"

Bi'er was speechless.

"But, miss, are there really any men who are not lustful?"

"No."

Liu Chujian answered with certainty.

Bi'er was stunned: "Then why did he..."

Liu Chujian was silent for a while, then he said softly, "He must have a lot of things in his mind that he needs to do. He is different from other men. He can control his desires and concentrate on doing what he should do. A man like this... I think he will succeed no matter what he does in the future."

Bi'er looked at her and said, "Miss, is he good to you..."

Liu Chujian was in a daze for a moment, looked down at the manuscript, and did not answer.

Because she doesn't know either.

Even if I knew, what could I do?

What is her current status?
She is just a performing girl in a brothel. Although she still maintains her innocence, people outside don't think so.

But he is a scholar with great talent and a bright future.

"Bi'er."

After a while, she suddenly raised her head again, with a look of determination in her eyes, and said, "I have decided. From today on, I will go out to play the piano and earn money."

Bi'er pouted and asked, "Do you make money for him to spend?"

Liu Chujian looked at her and said, "We need to redeem ourselves and leave here as soon as possible."

Having said this, she lowered her head again, remained silent for a moment, and murmured softly: "I'm afraid he... will look down on us."

There was a pause.

She looked at the manuscript on the table and the title of the book, and whispered, "After we redeem ourselves, I will continue to make money and play the piano in the houses of those nobles, or open a bookstore... I want to be a..."

Her beautiful and soft pink cheeks were suddenly stained with two light blushes, and she murmured in a lower voice: "Become a... rich girl..."

(End of this chapter)