This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 90: Kiss her and redeem her
Outside the window, the night is getting darker.

Luo Zijun lay on the bed with his eyes open, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Although it has been decided.

But everything here kept appearing in his mind, making him feel uneasy.

The little maidservant lay in his arms, unable to fall asleep either.

"Sir, do you really want to marry them? But they look so young."

"One is a little small, but the other one is quite big."

Luo Zijun answered casually.

The little maid was stunned for a moment, then she reacted and said shyly: "Sir, I'm talking about age."

"You don't have to worry about your age."

Luo Zijun said absentmindedly.

The little maid thought for a moment and said, "That's right. In many wealthy families, there are even younger maids to serve their masters."

Then she hurriedly said in a shy voice: "Sir, I, I didn't..."

Luo Zijun was thinking about something and didn't say anything else.

The little maidservant panicked for a moment, and blushed as she said, "Sir, I...I really don't have it...I can let you check..."

Luo Zijun came back to his senses and asked, "What are you checking?"

The little maid's cheeks were burning hot. She pressed against his neck and whispered softly, "Check...check this servant's body, it's innocent..."

"No, Master believes in you."

Luo Zijun rubbed her hot little face.

"But……"

"Go to sleep."

"Sir, I...I want to..."

"Snoring, snoring..."

Luo Zijun closed his eyes immediately.

But soon, he opened his eyes again: "Xiao Huan, what are you doing?"

The little girl's head suddenly shrank into the quilt, and she said faintly: "Master, continue snoring, I will play by myself, hum."

Having said that, he ignored him.

Luo Zijun froze for a moment and wanted to kick her away, but suddenly remembered that he should leave here soon.

While I was hesitating, it was too late.

In the room, it became quiet.

"Xiao Huan, you said that one day, Master...if he is no longer around..."

After a while, he suddenly said.

The little maid had no time to pay attention to him and pretended not to hear.

Outside the window, the night grows darker.

Tianxian Tower.

On the street outside the gate, a figure in a thin Confucian robe was standing in the shadow of a big tree, shivering and looking forward to something.

"Brother Luo, please, come quickly..."

Of course Luo Zijun didn't come.

He was now lying in a warm and tight quilt, feeling warm and comfortable.

"laugh--"

In the dark night, a shooting star streaked across the sky.

The spring rain has stopped long ago.

The night bird came out of the dark and narrow cave, shook off the rain on its feathers, and flew into the night sky.

It's already three o'clock.

Luo Zijun lay in bed for a while before getting up to go to the bathroom.

When returning to the house.

He glanced at the innermost room opposite and thought to himself: I wonder what those two snake demons are doing now?
"belch……"

The little maid lying on the bed burped and then got up.

Luo Zijun entered the room and said, "It's cold outside, just go to the room and I won't watch."

The little maid said shyly: "I'm going to brush my teeth..."

After saying that, he lowered his head and ran out.

Luo Zijun did not practice tonight. He had been tossing and turning with a heavy heart, but now he suddenly felt a little tired. He closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.

The next day.

When he got up and washed, the White Snake and the Green Snake had not yet gotten up.

My brother-in-law has gone out early.

Xiaohuan and her sister were picking vegetables in the yard.

"Zijun."

Seeing that he was about to leave, his sister stopped him and looked at him seriously and said, "Have you decided? I discussed it with your brother-in-law last night and I think we should wait a little longer. After all, you just met..."

"Sister, I have made up my mind."

Bathed in the morning sunshine, Luo Zijun looked calm: "Pick a good day, as soon as possible."

Can't delay any longer.

If he delays any longer, he may never be able to make up his mind.

Luo Jiaorong said: "If you have really decided, then I will inform the neighbors today to prevent them from making random guesses."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment and nodded.

After going out, he suddenly didn't know where he was going today.

The academy was closed, and the martial arts school was closed.

Even if it wasn't closed, there was no need for him to go there again.

You've already decided to leave, why go?
After standing blankly in the alley for a while, he continued walking forward.

"Let's go to Baoan Hall."

"Then, let's go to Tianxian Tower again."

Try to pay back whatever you owe.

sunny.

The streets are bustling and lively with people coming and going.

But as Luo Zijun looked at these, he felt more and more melancholy.

Come to Bao'an Hall.

The master was not there. The senior sister was sitting alone behind the counter, her chin resting on her hands, in a daze. When she saw him, she ignored him.

On the counter next to her was a small vase filled with freshly picked peach blossoms.

There are crystal clear water droplets on the pink petals.

The morning sun shines in.

Her cool and delicate face was as delicate as pink petals, and her dark and beautiful eyes were as clear as water droplets.

Her appearance and temperament are so cool and elegant, like a small white flower blooming in a valley, quiet and detached from the dust.

"Sister."

Luo Zijun walked to the counter and lay down there, his cheek close to hers, his eyes staring into hers, and whispered, "If one day, I leave here, will you be sad?"

Su Qingling rolled her eyes and continued to be in a daze.

Luo Zijun didn't say anything else. He just stared at her in a daze. Her beautiful face, as cold as snow and as delicate as a flower, was reflected in his dark pupils.

The morning sun fell on the two of them, as if coating them with a layer of golden light.

Two pairs of eyes.

One pair is out of focus, the other pair is staring at each other.

a long time.

Su Qingling straightened up, looked at him coldly with her beautiful eyes and said, "I will cut off your things first, put them in a jar and pickle them, and then return them to you when you come back."

"???"

Luo Zijun was stunned for a moment and asked, "What is it?"

Su Qingling ignored him and picked up the medicine jar and herbs from under the counter and began to pound the medicine with a "dong dong dong" sound. The pride in her chest began to bounce with pride.

Luo Zijun looked at it for a few seconds and said, "Senior Sister, did you write down the money for the poison?"

Su Qingling paused for a moment and said, "One hundred taels."

This time, Luo Zijun did not bargain or say anything else. He just nodded and said, "Remember how much I owe you. I will pay you back when the time comes."

Su Qingling was slightly startled, stared at him for a while, put down the pestle in his hand, and said, "You do it."

Luo Zijun said nothing, walked silently to the counter and picked up the pestle.

Then he started to pound it.

Su Qingling stood beside him, looking at his handsome face illuminated by the morning sun. After a moment of silence, she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Luo Zijun smiled slightly: "Nothing, just..."

He lowered his head and continued pounding the medicine.

For some reason, at this moment, facing the girl's sudden gentle gaze and inquiries, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

There was a moment of silence.

Su Qingling suddenly added: "You can pay me back in other ways if you owe me money. Don't be afraid."

Luo Zijun smiled bitterly in his heart.

This girl thought I was worried about the money I owed her.

"what way?"

He turned his head and looked at her, somewhat amused: "Pinching the butt, pinching the breasts? Or peeping? Or hitting the eyes?"

Su Qingling had no expression on her face: "Neither."

Luo Zijun suddenly became curious: "What is that?"

Su Qingling said: "Dear."

Luo Zijun was startled and asked, "Dear?"

Su Qingling's expression was indifferent: "One kiss for one penny. You now owe me a total of 123 taels, 4 qian and 3 wen."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Um... who kisses who?"

"It will be all right.""……"

"Where are you kissing?"

"It will be all right."

"..."

Luo Zijun opened his mouth and felt that he was increasingly unable to keep up with this girl's thinking.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He continued to pound the medicine with his head down and ignored her.

Su Qingling looked at him quietly from the side without saying anything else.

During this period, a customer came to buy medicine.

One of them took the medicine while the other did the accounting and gave the change, working in perfect harmony.

At noon.

Luo Zijun went out to buy lunch.

The two ate in silence without saying a word.

After dinner, Luo Zijun subconsciously prepared to go to the backyard to practice boxing, but he quickly reacted.

We are all leaving, is there still a need to practice boxing?

"Forget it, pay the debt."

He took pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the inner room, sat down at the table and began to write a new story.

Grind the paper and dip the pen in ink.

After a brief pause, he put his pen to paper and wrote words with thick ink.

Title of book: "A Chinese Ghost Story".

A scholar meets a female ghost, and they fall in love. They are so in love that they are not afraid of death.

This time, Luo Zijun decided that it would not be a tragedy.

Soon, the snow-white rice paper was covered with elegant and powerful small black characters.

By the time he finished writing, it was already evening.

With this story, it should be enough to pay back the money owed to my senior sister and Miss Liu.

"Ah."

A cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Luo Zijun put down his brush, blew on the ink words on the rice paper, turned around and looked at his senior sister who had a cold and slightly sarcastic expression on her face, and said, "Why? Do you think it's not well written?"

Su Qingling said coldly: "Do you want to be sucked by the ghost again now?"

“It’s just a story.”

Luo Zijun put away the rice paper and ignored her.

At this time, Su Dafang came back from outside, put down the medicine box, poured a cup of tea, and then looked at the two of them. Noticing that the atmosphere was not right, he asked, "What's going on? Are you fighting again?"

Luo Zijun stood up and said, "No, I don't fight with Senior Sister anymore."

Su Dafang was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Luo Zijun said: "I don't think I should hit my senior sister. She is so beautiful and treats me so well. If she hits me again in the future, I won't fight back."

Su Dafang was stunned for a moment, then looked at him seriously and said, "Zijun, are you out of your mind? Do you want me to check your pulse?"

Luo Zijun was speechless: "Master, isn't it wrong for me not to fight back?"

Su Dafang said, "Of course it's not right. How can you not fight back when this girl hits you? If you don't fight back, she will be like hitting a piece of wood, with no sense of accomplishment. What if this girl gets angry and hits me?"

Luo Zijun: “…”

"I'm home."

He put away the rice paper and prepared to go to Tianxian Tower first.

Su Dafang asked, "No more medicinal baths?"

"No practice today, leaving now."

Luo Zijun waved his hand, walked out of the shop, and after taking a few steps, he turned back and looked at the two of them and said, "Master, Senior Sister..."

Su Dafang looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Zijun paused, then smiled: "It's okay, I'm going back. Remember to eat at night, don't go hungry."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

at this time.

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset.

What if he's not here?

No matter who leaves this world, it is still this world.

No?
"What happened to that kid today? He seems weird."

Su Dafang frowned and muttered in the room.

Su Qingling ignored him, walked to the counter, stayed there for a while, suddenly took the money from the drawer, and went upstairs.

"in argument?"

Su Dafang's face was full of confusion.

Then he shook his head and muttered to himself, "No, these two little things have been fighting since they were young. If they are just quarreling and fighting, it shouldn't be like this."

The streets are particularly busy in the evening.

Luo Zijun didn't dare to pass by Aunt Wang's stall again, so he walked around a few streets and came to Tianxian Building.

Just as he was about to turn into the alley next to him, Shui Shui, who was soliciting customers at the gate, suddenly saw him and immediately shouted, "Master Luo!"

Luo Zijun had no choice but to walk over.

Shui Shui grabbed him and said with a stern face, "Mr. Luo, you are a liar. Last time you lied to me and said you would go find me after the first meeting. You made me wait in the room for quite a while, and I was wearing your favorite bellyband!"

Luo Zijun looked surprised: "Ah, why don't I remember it?"

At this time, from the railing upstairs, Miss Mei'er's resentful curse suddenly came again: "Mr. Luo, you are such a big liar! You made me wait so long last time! Come up to me, I will teach you a lesson on the bed!"

Luo Zijun: “…”

At this time, Mama Liu came out of the house, swinging her handkerchief and twisting her waist. She looked up and glared at the people above her, then glared at Shui Shui and said, "What are you yelling about! What are you yelling about! Don't scare Mr. Luo! Mr. Luo won't come to find you. Think about your own reasons. Are you not dressed up pretty enough? Are you talking badly? Are you so fierce and aggressive that you scared Mr. Luo? You just yell all day long. In addition to twisting your buttocks and showing off your flesh, remember to improve your inner beauty. Mr. Luo will naturally appreciate it!"

The girls were scolded so much that they dared not say a word.

The girls who were twisting their waists at the railing on the second floor and winking at the people below also stopped immediately.

"Mr. Luo, let's go, ignore them!"

Mother Liu immediately brought Luo Zijun in.

Arriving at the corner of the room, Madam Liu whispered, "Master Luo is here to look for Chu Jian again today?"

Luo Zijun said: "Yes, I have something to ask her."

Mother Liu sighed and said, "Mr. Luo, when I first met you, she has been playing the zither to earn money in the wealthy families in the inner and outer cities. In my Tianxian Building, she has never seen any other guests except you. Yesterday, she suddenly told me that when she earns enough money, she will buy her way out of here. Alas, I really can't bear to let her go."

Luo Zijun was stunned for a moment, and asked, "How much does it cost to redeem Miss Chu Jian?"

Mother Liu glanced at him, suddenly smiled, and said, "Why, Master Luo is going to redeem her?"

Luo Zijun did not deny it and said, "I don't have that much money yet."

Mother Liu looked around, and suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Mr. Luo, I'll tell you the truth. Chu Jian was once the daughter of an official. Because of a family accident, she signed a contract and performed arts to earn money. As far as I know, the money Chu Jian earned was used to redeem the maids and servants in her house. When the accident happened in her house, the maids and servants were sold at a low price, and many were sold to brothels. Chu Jian couldn't bear it, so she borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends to redeem some of them, and then she has been paying off the debt..."

Luo Zijun listened silently, and the delicate and gentle figure appeared in his mind. He also couldn't help but think of the day when she took off the gold hairpin on her head and handed all the jewelry and silver to him.

"Ah, I admire and respect her from the bottom of my heart. If she wants to redeem herself, I will naturally not stop her. I just hope that she can live a good life in the future."

"In fact, who cares about the lives of those servants in those wealthy families? If things go wrong, they will just kill them or throw them into a well, or just sell them off and give them away. They don't treat those little servants as human beings at all. It's hard to find a master like Chu Jian even with a lantern..."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Mother Liu, besides Miss Chu Jian, who is the most popular person in your Tianxian Building?"

Mother Liu said, "Of course it's Ziwei. That girl is also an obedient and good girl. She has good looks and talents. She plays a jade flute and sounds like crying and complaining. Young Master Luo asked this..."

"Can I meet her today?"

"This……"

Mother Liu hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "Mr. Luo, you should also know that Ziwei is now the Huayin of our Tianxian Tower, and she may compete for the title of Oiran. The guests who see her every day have made reservations many days in advance, you..."

Luo Zijun said: "I want to help her write a few poems."

Mother Liu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, she grabbed his hand and said excitedly, "Master Luo! Let's go, let's talk on the third floor!"

Then he hurriedly shouted to the little maid waiting nearby: "Go and inform Ziwei to dress up and prepare to welcome the distinguished guest!"

The little maid agreed and left quickly.

"Mr. Luo, let's go!"

Mother Liu held his arm tightly, as if she was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then said, "Mother Liu, I have conditions for writing a poem for Miss Ziwei."

Mother Liu smiled and said, "As long as Mr. Luo can write good poems again, you can ask for any conditions."

"I want to use poetry to redeem the girl I just met."

Luo Zijun said calmly.

Mother Liu paused and looked at him in surprise.

Luo Zijun said: "Don't worry, Madam Liu, I will write a poem first to help you promote Miss Ziwei. If you feel it's not worth it, you can regret it at any time."

After a pause, he continued, "I can write another one for Miss Shuishui."

Mother Liu's eyes sparkled. She hesitated for a moment, looked at him intently and said, "Mr. Luo, are you sure about this?"

Luo Zijun didn't say anything and nodded.

Mother Liu clapped her hands immediately, and her face was filled with an even brighter smile again: "As long as Master Luo is sure, then I will agree first. When the time comes, as long as Ziwei and Shuishui are popular, not to mention surpassing Chujian, as long as their popularity is similar to Chujian, I will make the decision to return the contract to Chujian and let her go."

Luo Zijun said: "Thank you, Mama Liu."

Mother Liu's face suddenly lit up with smiles, and she became even more polite and attentive to him. She quickly took his arm and said, "Let's go upstairs. Ziwei was always talking about wanting to see Master Luo."

"Mother Liu, I hope you won't tell Miss Chu Jian about this for now."

Luo Zijun suddenly said again.

Mother Liu twisted her hips, smiled and winked, "Okay, I'll do whatever Mr. Luo says. I'll agree to whatever Mr. Luo says now. Even if Mr. Luo wants me to accompany you tonight, I'll cheer up and risk my life to accompany you!"

"Mother Liu is dreaming. Do you want an old cow to eat young grass?"

"Hahahahaha..."

The guests downstairs and upstairs were secretly surprised when they saw this scene.

Who is this young man that makes Mother Liu so flattering and approachable?

The girls and maids in the building were all staring at the handsome figure in a Confucian robe, looking elegant and suave.

"Is this the Mr. Luo who wrote a poem for the girl he just met?"

“So handsome!”

Many girls had fiery eyes.

(End of this chapter)