Zhang Xiucai Ji Yao, whose face was blue, red and white, was trembling with his mouth, and pointed at Kang Fei with his two fingers together. His posture seemed to be a storyteller talking about the Three Kingdoms, Duh! Cao Ah concealed you, a thief...

Kang Fei looked at the other party and was disdainful. It was a technical job to slap in the face. You are a scholar from the Ming Dynasty, a student from the expansion of students, and a student from the expansion of enrollment. Is that a person who can play with you? Since you sent your face to the countryside, you are sorry.

However, Kang Fei forgot, what does it mean? A leopard is a leopard.

Zhang Xiucai was anxious and didn't know what he was thinking. When he turned his eyes, he suddenly said loudly: "You, you, what kind of monster are you? He got into the body of a classmate Dai's family in broad daylight? You look at your eloquent words and are also smart. Now let me tell you clearly that the court prohibits lewd sacrifices... Since I told you, I will be punished without teaching." He said, looking at his left and right and shouted: "Hurry up and get some black dog blood. You are all the neighbors of Dai, how can you watch his son take over by the monster?"

Kang Fei was stunned when he heard this, "Damn it, you are a scholar from the Ming Dynasty, what kind of tricks are you doing?"

Zhang Guozhong, who opened a velvet shop next to him, was furious at this time, "How come you scholar, are you innocent?" Several old ladies and young wives were a little hesitant. Five hundred years later, there were a lot of people who believed this feudal remnants, let alone this era when 99% of them were illiterate.

"If not, who wouldn't know that Dai's son's son is a bit ill?" Zhang Xiucai changed his mind and seemed to have found a life-saving pill. At this time, he couldn't help but feel proud, "Look, he opened his mouth and was the Emperor Shenzong of Renzong, and Shut up and was the Lord Longtu Pavilion, Duke Wen. Can this be known by a fool? Do you dare to say that he is not a monster? I look at you, it's also very dangerous. Look at your sharp mouth and goatee, everyone says your velvet is good..."

When Zhang Xiucai said this, he smiled sinisterly and stopped talking, but his direction was too clear, which almost made Zhang Guozhong angry.

My fleece is good, but it's mine?

These things about gods and ghosts are still very popular these days. For a moment, the older girls and wives whispered and whispered, chirping. Regardless of whether it is true or false, the ones under the melon field all held a high attitude.

After watching the scene, it changed from being extremely unfavorable to being himself just now, to being extremely favorable now, especially the stupid son of the Dai Chunlin family. He seemed to be frightened at this time and could not even speak... Zhang Xiucai couldn't help but applaud him.

It is said that it is better to chase the enemy with the remaining courage, and not to seek fame and learn from the overlord. I must make Dai Chunlin's reputation bad so that I can live up to the entrusted by Xue Weng... This idea changed in Zhang Xiucai's mind and shouted loudly, "I am a student of Yangzhou Prefecture, and my heart is the knowledge of a saint. Don't be afraid of this monster. There is no black dog blood for a while. There is always a horse-ridden cloth! Come quickly for me, I am covered with a monster's face and can't use any means. At that time, a man from the government office and county office came down and took it to soak it in the cesspool. With his magic, he couldn't turn over. When the White Lotus Sect's demon, Tang Sai'er, could summon the wind and rain, was soaked in the cesspool..."

The mysterious voice reminded Kang Fei at the right time, "Host, do you know what horse-riding cloth is? Horse-riding cloth is the ancient name of Sophie. People believe that horse-riding cloth is the most yin and filthy thing, which can break all evil magic and magic. During the Eight-Nation Alliance in the late Qing Dynasty, Qing Dynasty officials hung horse-riding cloth on the top of the city, claiming to be able to break the British cannon formation."

After being reminded by the cheater, Kang Fei was disgusted with such a bad intention. He had a deep understanding of the sinister intentions of Zhang Xiucai in front of him.

Did Lu Xun or Qian Zhongshu write it? Kang Fei had almost finished his studies at school in his early years. He vaguely remembered a passage saying that a farmer was carrying rice into the city, and a woman sat on a rice bag, which made the farmer blushed and said, "This is rice, people eat rice in their mouths. How can you, a woman, sit on it?"

It's like this if the lesbians used Sophie on their face...

In the eyes of the ancients, Zhuge Liang gave Sima Yi women's clothes in the Three Kingdoms, which was considered a cruel insult, let alone this one?

Needless to say, the absolute deep hatred is probably the hatred of killing father and taking his wife.

This body skin is only seventeen or eighteen years old. How much hatred does it have with Zhang Xiu? Needless to say, it must have a deep hatred with him, Dai Chunlin. Kang Fei can even make up for a drama where scholars compete for food and food quotas are produced.

This kind of thing will never be avoided in the next five hundred years. Did you watch it less during the college entrance examination? It was the era of the expansion of enrollment of the industrialized university, not to mention that it is the Ming Dynasty, and in the entire Yangzhou Prefecture, I heard that there are only 40 students in the prefecture school.

Pu Songling, who wrote the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, worked as a student at the age of 70. In other words, as long as he did not die, he would have a portion of the rice in the court. Pu Songling was 19 years old as a scholar in the case. Think about it, in 50 years, how many people who wanted to replace the student at the age of 19 hated him to the core.

He has been doing Chunlin Linshang for almost twenty years, and there must be many people who hate him.

From the perspective of modern people, this scholar seems to be no big deal. Whether it is film and television dramas or books, it is all about poor scholars and sour scholars. It seems that scholars are worthless, but in fact it is from the perspective of big history.

Just like when female literary youths talk about the Republic of China, they are all literati styles in the Republic of China. What about Lu Xiaoman and Lin Huiyin? It is not the Republic of China. The question is, how can you be sure that you are Lu Xiaoman and Lin Huiyin, but not Hu Die, who was occupied by boss Dai Li and Dai?

Of course, Hu Die can do it, but it can’t be Niu Hulu. Zhen Huan, it’s not bad to be Ling Concubine!

It's a long way to go. In short, the scholar is already considered a decent person in the local area. For example, he is Dai Chunlin. On the whole street, there is a family matter that needs to be cut off by the arbitration office. He wants to invite Master Dai Chunlin, the scholar, commonly known as Yangzhou Prefecture, to stop.

Kang Fei believes that Zhang Xiucai on the opposite side was coveting his identity as a student at Dai Chunlin Lin, so he would not be able to bear this.

Think about it from another perspective, your father is the director of the street office. Now there is a guy who wants to smash your father’s job and take away your father’s position. Can you bear it? You can’t bear it? Your father’s job was smashed. If you buy an Apple phone, who will ask for money?

Anyway, Kang Fei couldn't bear it anymore.

What is the best way to solve the problem?

Kang Fei ignored him and decided to use violence, the original style of everything.

Tengteng took two steps forward, Kang Fei grabbed Zhang Xiucai's collar and slapped it with a big mouth, "Riding a cloth? I'll ride your horse and horse..."

While cursing, he was slapped with a big mouth, "Bastard, you are just a student who is a student who is a student who is a student who is blocking your way. I want to get my father going. You can make up for the vacancies and lead the court... to lead the court..."

"Host, give Mi Liudou every month." The plug-in reminded him in his mind.

"Yes, I'll lead the court's six dou of rice every month." Kang Fei said, and another big mouth slapped, "You don't look at your appearance? Are you worthy? Let me tell you that the court's choice of scholars is the first national face, followed by Jiazi face, and my father is Jiazi face, look at you..."

He said, turning his face left and right, and it happened to look at the aunt who opened a dyeing workshop on the face of the scholar just now. He immediately said, "Auntie, tell me, what kind of face does this guy have?"

The aunt just now curled her lips, "A pig-loin face... I said Kang Fei! If you want to call me a big girl, I will live in Qiantou Duozi Street. Your father Dai Chunlin's third aunt is my sixth aunt..."
Chapter completed!