The Yuan Family of the Three Kingdoms I call the shots

Chapter 229 Confucianism
Deep in Yuan Shang's heart, he always felt that there were only three most irritating and sad things in his life.

The first thing is that the person died and the money was not spent.The second thing is that people are alive, but the money is gone... The third thing is that when you want to spend money, there are people who don't have good eyesight and want to compete with you.

Compared with the first two objective reasons, Yuan Shang personally thinks the third thing is the most unacceptable. For example, in the scene before him, three women are buying headbands and headgears. What are you, a big man, grabbing?How obvious you are!

Take a closer look at this kid, who is young, white-skinned and tender-skinned, and looks like a sissy.

Xia Houjuan also frowned, and in a blink of an eye, he gave the white-clothed scholar a hard look, and said dissatisfiedly: "I said, why are you like this? I have already wrapped up all the three headdresses, and you don't want to find them all alone." Touching knives and guns, what are you doing with our group of girls?"

The white-faced Confucian scholar turned his head when he heard the words, looked Xia Houjuan up and down, and said respectfully: "Miss, what I said is a bit exaggerated. As the saying goes, I want benevolence, and I am so benevolent! The things of swords and guns are really A vicious weapon, killing life and slaughtering spirits, the source of disaster! It is also despised by gentlemen! On the contrary, this head ring has an exotic style, and it is peaceful to look at. It is hard to abandon it. I just looked at it , I have an urge to express my inspiration on my chest and write thousands of good poems to the world! So, I have to buy this headband, and I hope that the lady can give up the love and let it be the next one."

Listening to this young Confucian scholar babbling a lot, Xia Houjuan's first one turned into two big ones, who is this kid?He opened his mouth in a long-winded and literary tone, wasn't it just to buy a headband, why did he get involved with the best articles that have been passed down to the world?
Yuan Shang is also quite strange in his heart. Aren't the men in the land of Mobei supposed to be bold and unrestrained men in his imagination?When did the gentleman's taste of writing lyrics and fuss arise?
Could it be that the residents outside the Great Wall in the borderlands are easy to follow suit?

Lu Lingqi frowned, took a step forward, stood in front of the white-faced Confucian scholar, and said with a frosty face: "If I insist on not letting you, what can you do?"

The young Confucian scholar was taken aback when he heard the words, obviously he did not expect that Lu Lingqi would say such unreasonable words, after thinking for a while, he finally said with certainty: "If you don't give me a headband, then I won't have the inspiration to make a fuss , I have no inspiration to make a fuss about, and future generations will lack a chapter of Shenxiu that can be handed down for generations, and future generations of gentlemen and Confucian scholars will lack a visionary masterpiece!"

Speaking of this, the young Confucian scholar's face tightened, he jumped up excitedly, pointed at Lu Lingqi's nose and said angrily: "At that time, you will be a notorious daughter of ruining literature, and you will be reviled by everything! At that time, your sins will be destroyed. Big!"

Lu Lingqi couldn't help being taken aback when she heard the words, obviously she didn't expect this handsome little Confucian scholar to use such an excuse to perfuse her.

The Confucian scholar was obviously very satisfied with his answer. He glanced at Lu Lingqi triumphantly, and said with a smile, "How is it? Don't you be afraid!"

Lu Lingqi stared blankly at the young scholar for a while, then suddenly raised her eyebrows, raised her thin lips, raised her hand to slap the young scholar's face, and only slapped the young scholar three times on the spot , and then sat down on the ground with a huge red handprint on his face, staring at Lu Lingqi in a daze.

Lu Lingqi was still angry, and angrily scolded: "Where did the bastard come from! How dare you treat my old lady here, do you think I'm stupid?" After speaking, there was another urge to do something.

"Hey, hey~~!" Yuan Shang raised his hand to stop Lu Lingqi's next move, and said to her dissatisfied: "It's over, it's over! A gentleman uses his words but not his hands. We have to pay attention to convincing others with virtue. Raise your hand to hit someone after just a few words, it's unfeminine for everyone."

Lu Lingqi was indignant, and the young Confucian scholar who had been stunned on the ground said angrily: "I was excited for a while, I couldn't hold back... But look at the nonsense he said, and asked me if I was afraid? This is obviously just looking for a beating What!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Confucian scholar on the ground suddenly opened his mouth, opened his mouth and burst into tears, and shouted angrily at Lu Lingqi while crying: "You...how dare you hit me! ?Woooooooo...too unreasonable! I...I'll go home and tell my dad! I'll ask my dad to arrest you and recite "Women's Training" and "Women's Ring" every day...Woooo, they say slim lady , A gentleman is so arrogant, who dares to marry a tough woman like you, the man who will marry you must be either an eunuch or an idiot!"

"Hey, hey, why are you scolding people? Are you pointing at Sang and scolding Huai?" Yuan Shang frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "A gentleman's words are not as good as others, and you deserve to be beaten... Besides, you let your father arrest you, He can arrest whoever he wants? Who is your father?"

The young Confucian scholar raised his head and said arrogantly: "Speaking out will scare you to death! My father is Cao Cao!"

Yuan Shang burst into laughter when he heard the words, looked at the young Confucian scholar with disdain, and said, "Your father Cao Cao? My father returned Yuan Shao, do you believe it?"

Hearing the words, the young Confucian scholar looked Yuan Shang up and down, and said, "Your father is Yuan Shao?... Hehe, you think I'm stupid!"

Yuan Shang waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile: "So, you don't believe me, why should I believe you? Remember to keep a low profile next time you go out to brag about your father, don't say it so big, no one will believe you."

After finishing speaking, he got up and gave the headband money to the foreign boss, and distributed three headbands to Zhen Mi, Xia Houjuan, and Lu Lingqi, and the family of four continued to walk away.

Stopping and stopping all the way, we arrived at the sunset in a blink of an eye. Xia Houjuan looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "It's getting late, we should go back to the post to rest, Zhao Yun and Sima Yi have already gone to the Linrong Prefect's Mansion After meeting with the local prefect, I figured that the prefect will definitely invite us to a banquet tonight, and we have to go back to prepare and tidy up before we are ready."

Lu Lingqi smiled helplessly, and sighed: "You girl, you know how to eat."

Zhen Mi turned her head and looked behind her, and said, "The question is, have you noticed that there seems to be a spy following us all the time?"

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw not far behind them, the Confucian scholar in white was following them furtively, secretly watching them and their party carefully. A chamber pot on the stall, I studied it very fascinatedly, and its appearance can only be described in four words.

"Husband, that person has been following us, what should we do?" Zhen Mi turned her head and asked Yuan Shangdao inquiringly.

"I'm going to beat him up!" Lu Lingqi rolled up her sleeves, turned around and was about to rush out, but Yuan Shang hurriedly stopped her.

"Hey, they didn't bother you much. Why do you beat people? Your family opened this avenue? ... In this way, the three of you go back to the post house to take a bath and change clothes, and I will meet the Confucian scholar. Later How about going to find you?"

Although the three women were not at ease when they heard the words, they looked at the body of the Confucian scholar whose combat power was negative, hesitated for a moment, and agreed, but still told Yuan Shang to be careful.

After the three girls left, Yuan Shang walked over to the young Confucian scholar who was still pretending to be playing with the nightpot at the street stall, and patted him on the shoulder, Yuan Shang smiled slightly: "Huh? Isn't this the bragging father just now? Why did you come here to see the chamber pot coming, how is it? Does it smell good?"

The young Confucian scholar trembled all over when he heard the words, and immediately replied subconsciously: "Don't think too much, I'm not following you!"

There is no silver 300 taels here, maybe this is the situation.

Yuan Shang sighed immediately when he heard the words, this Confucian scholar... is really naive and stupid to a certain level.

The Confucian scholar seemed to have realized that he felt that he was too hypocritical, his face turned red, and then he changed his words and said, "Okay... I admit that I am indeed following you, please don't blame me, sir, but please believe that I will not No malice."

Yuan Shang smiled and nodded, and said: "Don't worry, if you are really malicious, my wife has slapped you to death eight times just now... Tell me, what are you doing with us? You want that headband, hehe, I'm sorry, my three wives like those things very much, please forgive me for not giving them away... But if you pay a lot, I can consider selling them to you."

The young Confucian scholar turned a deaf ear to the words and just looked Yuan Shang up and down, as if weighing something.

After a long time, the Confucian scholar said: "Actually, I am following you, just because for some reason, when I see you, I feel an indescribable feeling of depression, and the talent in my chest wants to gush out unconsciously. I want to say it but can't stop, I want to compose a song for you, I don't know if you are willing to listen to it?"

Yuan Shang was taken aback when he heard the words. Although he didn't understand why, he still said curiously: "You follow me just to see that I have inspiration, and you want to compose lyrics for me? It's just such a shit!"

The Confucian scholar's face paled immediately: "How dare you call this a shit? You, you are blaspheming the righteousness of a gentleman. If your words are known to the Confucianists all over the world, you will be drowned by the spitting of the Confucian scholars all over the world!"

Yuan Shang rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and sighed helplessly: "That's all, it's up to you... If you want to do lyrics and music, do it quickly, and I have to eat, I'm in a hurry!"

"Wait a minute!" The young Confucian scholar took out a bundle of bamboo slips from the cloth bag on his back, took out a brush and inkstone, fetched water to grind it on the spot, and with a wave of the pen, began to dance words on the bamboo slips.

"Traveling to the north, passing through different hometowns. Bitter cold but exposed, Xiongnu Moyuan Tibet, from Jibei Gate, looking at Hu Disang in the distance. I ran into a hypocrite. His wife was tough and reckless. The gentleman behaved differently. He slapped me. , a certain argues with him, the husband and wife expose each other's sores, the branches are self-reliant, a pair of real tigers and wolves."

After finishing writing, he saw the boy smilingly put the bamboo slips in front of Yuan Shang, and said with a smile, "How is it? How is my songwriting?"

After Yuan Shang read it carefully, he couldn't help sighing quietly, and said: "The literary talent is really good, well-organized, and written so fast, the problem is that the words in yours are not a compliment, they are all in different ways. My son scolded me and my daughter-in-law... You said that in the current situation, should I praise you for your talent, or should I continue to beat you up?"

(End of this chapter)