Chapter 927: Scare your father and ask for money

Bang!

The boy in Jinyi was punched in his nose, and he was stunned for a moment, feeling his nose hurt and sore.

Then the nosebleed was sprayed out.

He rushed up without hesitation and punched and kicked...

A fifteen-year-old boy beats a twelve-year-old boy, which is easy to get.

Wang Fuchou heard the sound and hurriedly pulled someone.

"Don't beat it anymore! Don't beat it anymore!"

Wei Ying and others also came out to persuade each other when they heard the sound, until the county magistrate Huang Yao came out and frowned and coughed dryly, then they calmed down.

"Aye, he will hit me first."

Huang Ru looked at the nose bleeding, and her mouth, chin, and chest were all covered.

Wang Bo's nose and face were swollen, and he looked less miserable than him, but in fact he had just been beaten up.

Huang Yao scolded: "If you have nothing to do, come to the county to find me? Go home!"

Huang Ru responded, glared at Wang Bo fiercely, and was sent out.

Wang Fuchou smiled bitterly and said, "Dalang is reckless today, please forgive me for yourselves."

Huang Yao smiled and said, "Your son is said to be a child prodigy? It's just this."

Wang Fuchou was overjoyed.

Wei Ying shook her head, and later Han Shan asked, he whispered: "The prodigy likes to do things, fortunately, the Ming Mansion is magnanimous, otherwise..."

Han Shan felt a chill in his heart, "Such a child prodigy is to be unrestrained and vulgar, but the Ming Mansion is elegant and generous... Tsk tsk! If it weren't for Duke Wei's explanation, I wouldn't be able to guess what the Ming Mansion means."

Wei Ying sighed, "I have suffered too much and figured out these principles. Wait! Be careful."

Han Shan smiled and said, "Donald Wei, what are you afraid of? With your son-in-law here, how dare you wear small shoes for you in the Ming Dynasty? I wish I could offer you!"

Wei Ying shook her head and laughed, "Little Mermaid has many things, and there are many opponents who are open and secretly. It's best if I can't cause trouble for him here. This is my son and daughter! It's a blessing if I have less trouble."

Han Shan said enviously: "Mr. Jia is so arrogant! Last time you asked Xiaowu to go to Jia's house to send a message. Mr. Jia did not give him money, so he gave him more than ten kilograms of sausage and bacon. If you don't give money, you will be out of here."

Giving money is a transaction, and giving sausages and bacon is a friendship.

Wei Ying's eyes narrowed in a line, "At the end of each year, my son-in-law would personally send some food to her home. There were hundreds of kilograms of bacon and sausages, which would last for a long time."

Han Shan smiled and said, "If I have a daughter in the future, I hope she can marry a man like Jungong Jia."

Zhang Zhankui came in and laughed at him, "Everyone outside said that getting married should marry Duke Jiajun."

Wei Ying shook her head with a smile.

But Wang Bo was furious.

"Aye, he pointed at me first."

While showing him the wounded, Wang Fuchou sighed: "That is the son of Huang Ming's mansion. When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he was the most arrogant. You are even arrogant. You must know the truth outside of others. This time you have learned a lesson. Please be more restrained next time."

But Wang Bo couldn't restrain himself. This kid had a restless heart and arrogance soared into the sky since he found out that he was a child prodigy!

It was not until Wang Fuchou was implicated as the magistrate of Jiaozhi County that he felt heartbroken, but in the end he was still a talented and unrestrained person. On the way to Jiaozhi to visit his old father Wang Fuchou, he passed by Hongzhou (Nanchang in later generations). Hearing that Hongzhou was going to set up a literary party, Wang Bo went there with great enthusiasm.

When Scum Teng was in Hongzhou, he was unbearable and he built a Tengwang Pavilion as usual. But perhaps the contractor used inferior materials, but it became a bit inappropriate after more than 20 years.

Yan Boyu, the then governor of Hongzhou, felt that such a famous building was not bad, so he personally supervised the repairs. After the completion, he invited the surrounding literary internet celebrities to celebrate.

The protagonist of this banquet was Yan Boyu's son-in-law. He wanted to take this opportunity to make his son-in-law famous, but Wang Bo is here.

Literary Internet celebrities often spend time in such parties. They know at a glance that Yan Boyu is trying to build momentum for his son-in-law. After drinking for three rounds, Yan Boyu spoke...

Today, the renovation of the important historical building of Tengwang Pavilion was successful. I am very pleased that this grand event could not be as a record as a poem?

Come and give all literary internet celebrities pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

All the big names waved their hands immediately. Some said that their talents were exhausted, and some said that they were not talented and knowledgeable... We just came to take advantage of the breeze and make a familiar meal, so we would not offend Mr. Yan.

But Wang Bo slapped the table and said, "I have it!"

When Mr. Yan heard this, he felt angry and thought to himself that if you wrote a mediocre poem, don’t blame me for not giving you face. But he still forced a smile: Is there a young man? Then I listen carefully.

Then "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" came out and was remembered forever.

But Wang Bo's spirit of being relied on his talent and being unrestrained offended all the big guys present.

This kid's emotional intelligence is so low that he is extremely talented.

At night, Wang Bo sat in front of the bedroom window, looking at the bleak moonlight outside, and couldn't help but feel angry.

"The Huang Ming Mansion is unfair today!"

On the second day, Wang Fuchou repeatedly told him not to make trouble.

But after arriving at the county government, a minor official came over.

"Minister Wang, Mingfu said that there have been thieves in Qujiangchi recently, so you will go and capture them."

Wang Fuchou was confused.

"Ko... I am not the county lieutenant who captured the thief..."

There are several county lieutenants in Wannian County, with county lieutenants who are dedicated to managing public security.

The little official frowned, "I'm busy over there!"

Wang Fuchou had no choice, so he took a few minor officials to Qujiangchi.

Wei Ying shook her head and watched him go out, "This is being targeted."

For several consecutive days, Wang Fuchou went out early and returned late every day, and blisters were coming out of the soles of his feet...

"oops!"

After soaking his feet at night, Wang Fuchou soaked the water on the soles of his feet with a needle.

Wang Bo could no longer hold it back and rushed in from outside, saying with tears in his eyes: "Aye, Huang Yao is taking revenge on his own!"

Wang Fuchou looked up and sighed, "So what? You can only do whatever Shangguan told you to do!"

Is this the world like this?

In the next few days, Wang Fuchou was so embarrassed that he lost a lot of weight.

Wang Bo saw it and was angry in his heart.

He actually went to see Huang Yao, thinking that he could make sense of Huang Yao understand, but he was driven away before he could even see him.

"unfair!"

"This world is unfair!"

He was very sad and angry in the county party committee.

"I've met Duke Jia County."

"Mr. Jia is here to meet her father-in-law!"

"Yes! Can my father-in-law be there?"

"Duke Wei is in the pay room."

Jia Ping'an came in with a smile and saw the grief and angry Wang Bo at first glance.

Xiao Wang seems to be in a bad mood.

Wang Fuchou came out and saw his son suffering from pain. He stepped forward and said, "Go back quickly."

He then had to patrol Qujiangchi and search for thieves.

God is sorry for him. What he is best at is Confucianism. As for solving cases and searching...Aren't you making things difficult for us scholars?

But his father's instinct made him choose to accept it. Seeing his son's eyes turned red, he reached out to rub the top of his son's head. He suddenly remembered that this was the county party committee and took it back, which seemed a little embarrassed.

"Aye, Huang Mingfu is deliberately trying to mess with you!"

Wang Fuchou hurriedly shouted: "Nobody, go home quickly and check your homework for your father later."

This kid...

Wang Fuchou felt that having a prodigy son was really good, but when his son found out that he had no books to read, he became so proud.

Wang Bo saw Huang Yao.

Huang Yao came out of the duty room, and a small official bent down and talked slightly. Even though he knew that Huang Yao couldn't see him, he still smiled sideways at Huang Yao.

The smile with a little flattering made Wang Bo feel shameless.

Why do people have talent to welcome them?

Can't I fight with my own talents?

But looking at Aye, his cheeks were thin, even in early spring, his skin was still a little darker and he looked haggard.
To be continued...