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Chapter 130 The maids are all serving, the golden beard is one hundred taels(1/2)

Ma Boying dared not seek trouble for the scholars of Yingtianfu, but he thought it was just a fourteen-year-old yellow-mouthed child who was chuckled...

Haha, if you don’t let your true colors be revealed, how can I seem like Ma Boying’s methods?!

Then let this yellow-mouthed child slap his eggs, and the famous scholars in the world can enjoy it themselves!

It is possible that you can still be famous and your talent can be directly passed on to the great inner world.

At that time, who would say that the six cabinets cannot sit down?!

My uncle always said that I am very ambitious and talented, so today I will use this killing move to gain a reputation that will overwhelm him.

Let him always underestimate me! Humph~ I have to be scolded by him for a tribute student for half a day.

Ma Boying, who was proud and Liu Shuzhou, who was wandering with his eyes, walked towards the depths of the peach forest.

The thatched cottage hidden in the peach forest can be seen from afar. When you get closer, you can see Ji Wushu, a general with slender figure and beautiful face, walking around and patrolling.

Looking at the Ji Wu Generals wearing Southern Barbarian Armor, Ma Boying couldn't help but illuminate his eyes!

Damn it! These noble children are really enjoyable. None of these little ladies are worse than the girls in Qinhuai!

At this moment, Ma Boying felt a little more determined, and he had to suppress the bullshit Qilin's son to make him a little.

These little ladies are really losing money with him. They should add fragrance to me, Ma Gongsheng, ink and paper, red sleeves!

As I walked to the thatched cottage, I saw no less than twenty generals of Ji, one and two of them were beautiful like flowers and beautiful women.

Ma Boying's heart became even hotter, and she wanted to shout loudly at the Qiliner to show her true talents.

Let those little ladies know what the real talent is!

Thinking of these little ladies' eyes as charming as silk, they lay on his couch in the study, and were serving him in a pretty manner...

Ma Boying's face was immediately congested, feeling that she was about to fly to the sky.

"The Book of Zhou said, 'If the farmer does not come out, there will be no food; if the worker does not come out, there will be no business; if the business does not come out, the three treasures will be lost; if the fear does not come out, there will be little wealth."

"The wealth is scarce and the mountains and lakes are not cleared. These four are the main things for people's food and clothing. If the original is large, it is free, and if the original is small, it is fresh..."

"The upper part will make the country rich, and the lower part will make the family rich. No way to take away the rich and poor, but the clever ones have more than enough..."

Zhang Lun looked through the "Biography of Merchandise" in his hand and sighed in his heart that Xu Jing was finally useless.

The collection of books in his family is not one or two, it is really over ten thousand volumes.

It is well-contained in different categories, and it is also printed and added to the cost or given to others from time to time.

It was at this moment that Zhang Lun heard the voice of Butler Xiao Zhou: "Young Master, the guest has arrived..."

Zhang Lun's reading is so delicious that he is making tea with his sister Miao'an beside him, and Miss Ashikari is peeling the fruit, and that is happy.

Hearing the words of Butler Xiao Zhou, he couldn't help but frown slightly, sighed and put down the book in his hand, sat up and looked.

But there were two fat and thin clothes standing in front of the thatched cottage. The fat man stared at Miaoan with mouse eyes drippingly, while Sister Ashikaga was spinning around.

The meaning of the light in the eyes made Zhang Lun frown deeper.

As for the thin one, it makes people feel annoying to keep a traitor-like mouse.

But he has a pair of triangular eyes and slanted eyebrows. He can simply go on stage to play the role of a traitor without dressing up.

"Are you the Zhang family who claims to have "The Rolling Yangtze River Flows East"?!"

Before Zhang Lun could speak, Ma Boying, who was standing below, couldn't wait to stand up and look at Zhang Lun with his hands behind his back.

Ma Boying hatred, that’s more than just someone’s seven hatreds later! It can simply write about a hundred hatreds!

The beautiful figure of the maid next to the yellow-mouthed child almost made Ma Boying swallow his saliva.

There is also the Fusang Princess with blue eyes. Although her figure is not as exaggerated as the maid, it is not inferior to that of the maid!

In this way, the two girls were beside him, and they were beautiful and beautiful, and they made tea and peeled fruits for him. Ma Boying's jealous fire almost burned his heart.

Looking at the root carving tea table of the golden nanmu, he had never seen the complete set of exquisite porcelain tea sets from Ru kilns that he had never seen before...

There is also the set of orchid and bamboo pictures of the Yunjin Suzhou embroidery on Zhang Lun. How can one piece prevent Ma Boying, who was already jealous of the fire, be jealous of the fire?!

Zhang Lun was stunned when he heard Ma Boying's words, and then looked at Butler Xiao Zhou.

Isn’t this guy a fool?!

However, Miaoan's brows stood up all of a sudden. Where did the scabby dog ​​come from? He actually ran to the young master and barked!

Ashikazu's face was also gloomy and looked at Ma Boying coldly without saying a word.

The Ji Wushu Generals on the side slowly surrounded him, and his hands were already pressed on the hilt of the knife.

The lord is worried about the humiliation of his ministers, and the lord is killed! This is in Fusang, and the humiliation of his master and his family will have to be cut off!

The two girls of Hattori family had already stood silently on both sides of the pavilion, lowering their heads and waiting for Zhang Lun's instructions.

"You claim to be able to write poetry, so now you can write one with me!"

Seeing that Zhang Lun was silent, Ma Boying became more and more sure that the Zhang family was looking for someone to take the sword and write for him!

Haha, it’s true that’s not what I expected! Let’s look at me, Ma Boying, and you’re not going to kneel down!

Zhang Lun frowned. How did this stupid person survive until now?!

Who are you? I have to do it when I come and ask me to write poetry?!

"Hmph! I'm just looking for someone to catch a knife, so I dare to say that it was my own! And Cao Mingqi and Tang Bohu in Suzhou, I'm afraid they'll just give you some eggs?!"

Ma Boying suddenly felt that she was deeply responsible when she saw the girls surrounding her!

Looking at their eyes again, Ma Boying felt that they must have felt that what he said was reasonable and full of respect!

Seeing that Zhang Lun was still silent, Ma Boying became more and more arrogant.

"These little ladies are probably coming here by you by deceiving and coercion?"

The more Ma Boying thought about it, the more she felt that she was in justice, and she actually acted like a righteous act: "Children, you'd better explain to me clearly today!"

"Otherwise, I will fight my own efforts to eliminate the slander for the country!"

The little fat man seemed to be clamored, and suddenly jumped out and shouted: "Yes, yes...! Brother Boying said very well!"

"Children of Zhang family, if you hand over all these little ladies to me and give me a hundred taels of gold, and you will be your brother..."

The fat man stared at Miaoan with an extremely obscene smile on his face: "This matter is not something that cannot be exposed..."

Ma Boying looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and looked proudly, and snorted coldly at his nostrils and refused to speak.

Butler Xiao Zhou was already in great horror at this time. Damn it! Where did you come from? You want to be tempted to die and don’t harm me!

Zhang Lun originally looked at these two idiots with the look of looking at the idiot Olympic champion.

But when they mentioned asking for money...

In an instant, the air in the entire peach forest seemed to suddenly sink.

Zhang Lun smiled in his heart, hehe... This most popular method of blackmail for tribute students in the Ming Dynasty actually brought me!

The tribute students of the Ming Dynasty were very skilled in extortion.

The characters depicted in Wu Wenmu's "The Scholars" are Yan Jiansheng, cheating Wang Xiaoer, cheating Huang Mengtong, and cheating boatmen... The technique is so smooth.

Don’t think that they are just doing this to the common people. The bold tribute students have no background at all and dare to blackmail officials or even nobles and relatives.

During the Wanli period, the Imperial College tribute student, Yu Shengguang, was confidently extorted Zheng Guotai, the younger brother of the favorite concubine Zheng Guifei.

He deliberately wrote many rebellious words on a general's gift letter.

Then he said he would report it if he didn't pay.

A tribute student who has no power and no power dares to blackmail the younger brother of the favorite concubine in the dynasty when he is in the capital!

And it was so direct that it was obviously not the first time I did this, and I must have succeeded.

This shows how bold and reckless these tribute students were at that time.

The biggest reliance they dare to rely on is the so-called "clear discussion".

Simply put, he is making your rumors, damaging you everywhere, and then spreading them through his classmates and teachers and friends to form public opinion pressure.

Some people even write posts directly to the Imperial College to cause criticism, and even write books to spread slander you.

Then the censor followed up and impeached you, and eventually caused you to be dismissed from office and even be sentenced to prison for crimes.

If the old Duke Zhang Mao in Taohuawu was at this time, these two people would not dare to come, let alone blackmail.

But at this time, Zhang Lun, who was in Taohuawu, thought they were famous for being praised by their eggs. The two of them felt that they could blackmail them.

Moreover, they were not powerless and had no power. They were on the back of the capital and the Nanjing Censor, and they were very confident.

Both of these are reported and reported, and the power to impeach illegal means is even more powerful.

Although the scholars are only a seventh rank, they have the right to refute memorials!

Even if the second-rank minister of the dynasty is in his dynasty, the cabinet masters need to give him some thin face.

Even if they cannot blackmail their tribute student and their background as a censor, they are confident that Zhang Lun can't do anything to them.

Zhang Lun sighed. It seems that this is not the first time these two have done this.
To be continued...
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