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Chapter 186 I have a hard time, so don't think about it

Nan Jing smashed his purse out and roared sternly: "Nan Yan, are you deliberately trying to fight me?! You look down on me, right?! Just ten taels of silver, what is enough to buy?!"

Nan Yan had never seen such a brother who was out of control.

Her brother has always been full of energy, and is the pillar of the family and the pride of the academy!

"elder brother--"

"Unuseless stuff, get out!"

Nan Jing pushed her to the ground angrily.

Everyone was paying attention to this place, which made Nan Yan very embarrassed.

She got up with a blushing face, called the shopkeeper again, and asked carefully what was going on.

The shopkeeper didn't bother to watch the fun. Not only did he tell the matter in a slight way, but he also joked: "Your brother is the same. If you don't have money, don't come to the hall for gold and jade! You don't even see where this place is, and whether he can afford it! He is not the real bloodline of the Nan family, so he pretends to be rich! Now, he can't even get the exam for fame and fortune!"

The words were like a crisp slap in the face, ruthlessly slapped Nan Yan on the face.

She bit her lips tightly.

Her brother was actually removed from the academy?!

Then, how can you keep up with the sky and take care of her sister?!

Such an older brother is of no use to her.

Her emotions changed drastically, and after a while, she slowly said: "There is a source of injustice and a debt is a master. The debt that Nan Jing owes has nothing to do with me, so I will not be with you."

She turned around and left.

Nan Jing looked at her heartless back and laughed.

After laughing, he angrily overturned the Eight Immortals table: "Nan Yan, if you don't help me pay off my debt, I will go to the prefect's house to mess up your marriage!"

Nan Yan turned around suddenly.

She looked disbelief: "What did you say?!"

"I'm not having a good time, so you can't think of it!" Nan Jing said angrily, "Anyway, you will marry to the prefect's house sooner or later, so just call Cheng Deyu and ask him to pay the bill! He is his sister-in-law and always has to pay off his debts for me, my brother!"

Nan Yan's eyebrows were shaking, and she opened her mouth, and could hardly make any sound.

Before she got married to the Cheng family, she asked Cheng Deyu to help her brother pay the bill. What's the matter?!

However, before she could refuse, Nan Jing had already strided with great strides.

He grabbed Nan Yan's hair and urged sternly: "Don't you understand what I said? I'll ask you to call Cheng Deyu and ask him to pay the bill!"

He was furious, and the red blood in his eyes was very terrifying.

Nan Yan swallowed her saliva and whispered to the maid: "Nong'er, go and ask Mr. Cheng to pay the bill."

Nan Jing then let go of his hand and fell on the stool like mud.

He used to be a rich young man and a romantic young man. How could he not even afford a meal?

But because of Nan Baoyi, his decency, his career, and his official career were all destroyed...

All ruined...

He hugged his head and laughed like a collapse.

After laughing, he suddenly looked at Nan Baoyi.

The girl was beautiful and charming. She was rolling up her pipa sleeves and pouring corn juice for Xiao Yi diligently, as if she was quiet in the past.

Why is he so depressed that the culprit is living a prosperous life?!

Nanjing stood up and walked towards her desperately.

"Nan Baoyi, I'm not having a good time, so don't think about it! Don't think about it!"

He roared, trying to overturn the Eight Immortals Table again and show off his might.

But Nan Baoyi is not Nan Yan.

Before he could get close, two black-faced secret guards had already stopped him, their swords were unsheathed for two inches, and their sharpness was heart-wrenching.

A burst of blood surging in Nan Jing's chest.

Yes, Nan Baoyi is now from the Marquis of Jingxi, so where is his turn to do it?

But it doesn't matter, there is Yulouchun.

Yulouchun's boss has agreed to kill someone for him.

He covered his chest with a grim smile: "Marquis Jingxi can protect you for a while, but cannot protect you for a lifetime! Nan Baoyi, wait, sooner or later-"

"If you are counting on Yulouchun, then stop thinking as soon as possible."

Nan Baoyi took out a contract from his sleeve bag.

The contract is written in black and white, and red handprints, which are the certificates that Nan Jing paid Yulouchun’s silver.

Nan Baoyi smiled and tore the contract to pieces in front of Nan Jing.

Nan Jing looked at the ground with a blanket of paper, with a dazed expression.

How could his contract with Yu Louchun be in Nan Baoyi's hands?!

He subconsciously took out his part from his arms, but the ink words on the contract gradually faded away, leaving only a ridiculous red handprint!

"You probably don't know that Han Yanliang, the boss of Yulouchun, and I, are good sisters. You bought me and killed me, but I went to the wrong place. The contract she gave you was written in faded ink. Even if you took it to the government office, it would not prove anything. What's more, buying a murderous person, I think you don't want to make trouble with the government office."

Nan Baoyi's voice is as pleasant as a silver bell.

But when I heard Nan Jing’s ears, it was like thunder.

Yulouchun’s boss and Nan Baoyi are good sisters?!

In other words, his 8,000 taels of silver bills are equivalent to being wasted?!

He had only been back to the Nan family for a few days, but he had lost money, career, and decent one after another...

He has nothing...

The qi and blood surging in the chest were finally unable to be suppressed.

Nan Jing spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face fell to the ground like gold paper, not knowing life and death.

"elder brother!"

Nan Yan covered her mouth and shouted in horror.

Are they brothers or some feelings?

She had no choice but to pick up her purse, spend money to ask the servant for help, and carry Nanjing back to Nanfu.

Next to the Eight Immortals Table.

Nan Baoyi has a sweet smile and her phoenix eyes are bright, as if it contains the sun, moon and stars.

She held her little face: "The evil in Nanjing will be punished with evil, which is really awesome! If all the evil people in the world can get this retribution, the sea will be peaceful and the rivers will be clear, and the prosperous era of Datong will be just around the corner!"

Xiao Yi glanced at her.

This delicate girl in the boudoir is happy to dress up all day long, wishing she could sleep with a silver note, but she also has the ambition of a peaceful and prosperous era in Datong?

He chuckled softly.

This laughter offended Nan Baoyi.

She was unhappy: "Second brother, are you laughing at me?"

"Never."

Nan Baoyi rolled her eyes and pushed the cup to his hand, "You can drink the corn juice you poured you while it's hot. It will be cold later and it will be bad."

Xiao Yi stared at Huang Jiujiu's corn juice.

After a while, I picked it up and drank it all.

Nan Baoyi diligently poured him another cup, "I don't know that my second brother loves corn juice so much. When I go home later, I will ask Xiaoer to pack a pot and take it back to Chaowenyuan to drink it slowly."

Xiao Yi: "...I really thank you."

"Don't be polite between brother and sister."

As the two talked, Cheng Deyu was finally invited.

The young man in the official family is as gentle as jade.

He looked at Nan Yan who was throwing her pear blossoms into her arms and rain, and his eyebrows were displeased.

What do you think of crying in the first month of the year?

It's really indecent.
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