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Chapter 1291 Beating his son, the market is full of variety


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…… "Ahh Fang Xing sneezed, and hurriedly washed his hands and face, and then dared to hug him.

Xiao Wuwu's eyes looked at the void blankly, and his expression was very serious.

"Worry-free baby, do you want to eat candy!

Dad, there are a lot of delicious foods here, can you grow up quickly?

” Carefree still didn't care, his mouth squirmed, his eyes closed, and he fell asleep.

"My daughter doesn't like me!"

Fang Xing stupidly put Wu Wu on the small bed, and the big insects and small insects at the foot of the bed were lying there lazily.

"Big worm, little worm, it's time to practice!"

Outside, Muhua shouted, and the bell appeared.

The big insect and the small insect immediately got up, looking a little impatient.

"Dad, go and see!

Big bugs and small bugs go to catch hares. ” Potato and Ping'an ran in, one person and one dog, and both boys were excited.

"You can't practice a good dog in the village, so let the family take it into the mountain."

When he arrived in the front yard, Fang Xing explained to Xin Laoqi.

"Master, there are tigers, leopards and wolves in the mountains, and the big insects and small insects are still small!"

"It's driven away."

Unless there is a team of mountain dogs, it is not enough to challenge those beasts.

"Dad, we'll go too."

"Go, and you go, and peace."

Fang Xing generously let go, and let Xin Laoqi and them take the potatoes and enter the mountain safely.

The two children cheered unknowingly, followed Xin Laoqi and them, and Xie Jin came out quietly and said: "You have no worries, even your son is free-range?"

” Of course, Fang Xing would not admit it: "There is no matter, of course the boy has to be beaten, and it is good to go into the mountain to sharpen it." ” Xie Jin agreed: "If you don't grind, you can't make a weapon, but Yu Qian is a little upright, and he can't grind well!"

” …… Yu Qian was very depressed, after being taught a lesson by Fang Xing, he would come out every day to walk around the market, during which the money bag was stolen three times and beaten once.

But he only saw the shortcomings of the parents, and only saw that the people were busy fighting rice every day.

In the end, he simply set up a stall on the side of a road not far from his home.

This stall is a table and a chair, and a piece of paper is spread on the table, on which are written the four big characters 'Writing Letters on Your Behalf'.

Most of the people on this street are civilians, and the flow of people is not small, but the purchasing power is not large, so most of the shops on both sides are selling cheap food or groceries.

Yu Qian's stall was just outside a grocery store, and the owner of the grocery store originally wanted to charge him two copper coins a day, but later saw that he charged very little for writing letters, so he simply only needed one copper plate.

As soon as he wrote a letter to someone, Yu Qian felt that he had gained something, so he took out the water bladder and took a sip.

"Who, don't give money from tomorrow."

The owner of the grocery store shouted, Yu Qian got up, turned around and arched his hand: "Thank you for the kindness of Shopkeeper Liu, it's just that you occupy a place in Xia, which affects your business, and a copper plate can no longer be missing, otherwise you can only move to other places in Xia." ” Shopkeeper Liu paced out, looked at Yu Qianbian's money bag, and sighed: "You have the heart to pity the old and the poor, and you don't want to collect money when you write a letter, and you have to pay for pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. ” Yu Qian smiled, he knew his fault, and Fang Xing also knew it, but he said that it was born and couldn't be changed.

"Do you have a wife and children at home?"

Shopkeeper Liu sat on the table, picked up the piece of paper, and praised: "Good words, seeing words like people, you must not be broken." ” "But Cai Jing is also a master of calligraphy, but he has been stinking for thousands of years."

Yu Qian's stubborn temper attacked, and he immediately refuted it.

Shopkeeper Liu sneered: "What do you know?

Isn't a traitor and a loyal minister just a pen of a literati writing?

A few years ago, the old man heard a poem by Xinghebo, which was about the Qin Hui that had been stinking for thousands of years, hehe!

Well said!

If it weren't for Zhao Gou's instructions, where would Qin Hui dare to make a move on Yue Fei?

” "As for Cai Jing, just look at the emperor, compared to our majesty!

That Zhao Ji is a faint king, what famous ministers can there be under the faint king, even if he sends a few adults from this dynasty over, it is a mediocre and inactive life, ridiculous!

” Yu Qian was speechless, no matter what Cai Jing's historical evaluation was, but Zhao Ji was nailed to the pillar of shame first.

"There is no name under the faint king, and you will be taught below!"

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What is a faint king?

First of all, you have to do bad things, loot the people's fat and people's ointment.

The second is to be ruthless, and whoever opposes it will be killed.

The kind of emperor of Zhengde may be messing around, but he is still 108,000 miles away from the faint monarch, otherwise Yang Tinghe and the others would have already gone to the court.

And the famous minister, it must be similar to Xia Yuanji who dares to be called a famous minister, and the others, whether it is Yang Rong or Yang Shiqi, can't afford it at present!

Therefore, the history books cannot be trusted, and there are no nameless ministers under the faint king, and Yu Qian thinks it is reasonable.

There is always no shortage of characters in the recklessness!

When the shopkeeper Liu saw Yu Qian's admiration, he gushed a little, he has been doing business for many years, and he can be said to be well-informed and experienced, and he can treat Yu Qian as a drooping child.

It wasn't until a middle-aged man came over pushing a cart with a side box that Shopkeeper Liu stopped 'preaching' stupidly: "You do business first, if you don't understand anything, go in and ask the old man." ” "Thank you, shopkeeper Liu."

Yu Qian didn't think much of businessmen before, but since he learned that Ma Su was still digging a pit when he released the list, he felt that he was too arrogant in the past.

The visitor looked in his forties, his face was full of exhaustion, and he had a few small cuts on his face.

He patted his ass first, and then sat down and said, "Please also ask Mr. to write a letter to the little one." ” Yu Qian opened the lid of the inkstone, added some water to it and stirred it, and said, "Please speak." ” "Let's just say that the small one is very good in Beiping, and recently I found a good job, and I just follow the shopkeeper in and out every day to catch the car, and I can eat well, and I can eat ...... full."

Seeing Yu Qian's pen flying, this man grinned and touched the opening on his face that was cracked due to dryness, and said with a smile: "Sir, remember to write better, lest my son worry about it, and then he will quit that errand and go home." ” Yu Qian nodded, then stopped his pen and looked up and asked, "Old man, dare to ask Ling Lang what he does for a living?"

” This is one of his training plans, asking each guest about the situation in their home, and then analyzing the current living conditions of the people.

The man smiled and said, "The younger son was chosen by the caravan because he learned that science, and he went to the steppe at the beginning of the year, saying that he was going to trade with the Tatars or something, and it would take a long time to come back." ” Ah, science!

Yu Qian remembered the few science books that he had left in the box, and was going to take a good look at them when he went back.

"Let's just say that everything is fine at home, and his sister is good, and she plays at home every day, and she can't be happy......"

"Daddy......"

At this time, a small head appeared in the cart, his hair was unkempt, and his face was quite clean.

As soon as the man heard this, he turned around and took the child out, put it on his lap and said with a smile: "Erniang, wait, let's write a letter to your eldest brother, and my father will take you home for dinner." ” The little girl looked up at the man, and then at Yu Qian, her eyes glazed.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

"Okay, dad has potatoes here, or baked them in the morning."

The man took out a yellow-black roasted potato from his arms, tested the temperature with his face, and then broke it open and fed it to the little girl.

"Erniang, when your eldest brother comes back this time, Dad will find you a sister-in-law and play with you at home every day, okay?"

"Okay."

The little girl of five or six years old, Yu Qian, who looked at each other, was sad, he handed over his water bladder and said, "Give the child a drink, Shunshun." ” "How dare you!

No need for sir, the little ones have them. ” The man took out a water bladder, but the water was a little cold, and the little girl took a sip, her teeth were cold, and she quickly ate a bite of potatoes.

Yu Qian sighed in his heart, and then began to write again.

"My son is filial, so I have to say yes, otherwise he will run back, and the little one will be swollen and fat, which will make Mr. laugh."

"Let's just say that the money in the family is enough for him to marry his daughter-in-law, don't work hard, come back early."

Yu Qian finished writing in two or two clicks, and asked while waiting for the ink to dry: "Old man, can you support yourself and your daughter by doing this work?"

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