Carefree Scholar Chapter 69: Impression changed

　　 Zeng Zuimo a little hastily wiped off the water stains on the clothes, and there was a thick surprise on Qiao's face.

　　 At this moment, she has some doubts in her heart. Did she misheard the sentence just now?

　　 That scholar is also a scholar, how could he say such unreasonable words?

　　 But when I turned my head, I saw that Wan Ruoqing and the other women's expressions were the same as hers. They were obviously shocked and finally confirmed that what the scholar said just now was indeed those four words.

　　 Her mouth opened slightly, and when she looked at the scholar standing in front of the little maid, her eyes changed for the first time.

　　"This son, how can he..."

　　 Like Qing's lips are slightly open, and Qiao's face is not known what the expression is. Scholars are extremely literate. She has never seen a scholar who said such crude words. For a long time, she hated them very much, but for some reason, at this moment, she had no hatred for the scholar in her heart. Feelings.

　　If the scholar really succumbed to the young man's lewdness, she would be truly disappointed.

　　 I didn't expect that the scholar not only refused, but the way he refused was still...chic.

　　 There are several women who belong to Yunying Poetry Society beside her. The corners of their mouths are curved, and they want to laugh but they have to hold back, so as not to lose their manners, which is really hard.

　　 But at this time, when they looked at the scholar again, they suddenly felt that he was pleasing to their eyes a lot.

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　　 "Sell your old mother..."

　　 Looking at the opposite scholar who said this sentence with a smile on his face, the young man named Su Wentian had a startled expression on his face, and then immediately flushed. He stretched out his finger to point at Li Yi, with trembling lips. Speechless.

　　He is a scholar, and he is also a fellow in his usual dealings. As a famous talent in Qing'an Prefecture, there is a Hongru who talks and laughs, but there is no white Ding for talking and laughing. But any Hongru who opens his mouth is "Sell you old- female?

　　Everyone is an identifiable scholar, can we speak more civilized?

　　 Even though he was in a hurry, he wanted to curse back regardless of his identity, but he couldn't think of any curse words that could match the four words just now, and his face turned red.

　　 It’s really hard for a scholar who had studied sages and sages since he was a child and Li Yibi, an old driver from the 21st century, to curse.

　　 "The vulgar one!"

　　"Foul language, unbearable, unbearable!"

　　"It's really insulting to gentleman, you, you are simply a scholar in vain!"

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　　 Around Su Wentian, several talents who belonged to the Dongli Poetry Club were also stunned for a moment, but then their complexion changed drastically, and Li Yilai was grimly accused.

　　Everyone is a scholar, even if you disagree, everyone will persuade and persuade you. It’s enough if you agree to it. Why do you need to swear?

　　 Facing the accusations of these people, the expression on Li Yi’s face remained unchanged. After all, like the curse of later generations, "your mother" is often used as the center, the 18th generation of the ancestors is the radius, * is the main weapon, and the meaning is The main skill, 360-degree radiation, compared to the curse way of C turning over the entire genealogy, such curse words as "insulting gentleman", "in vain" or even "Zhuzi" are not lethal to him.

　　 Even because he was worried that this curse skill was too powerful, Li Yi had been very restrained just now. If he was really angry a few here, he would have to go to court.

　　 stepped back ten thousand steps and said, he really can’t be guilty of being angry with these guys.

　　 On the surface, they are gentlemen, who are scholars with open mouths and closed mouths, but secretly they are male thieves and female prostitutes. They do more dirty things, and even some dirty things can already be placed on the table. In their opinion, trading is extremely normal.

　　 Especially when the talented man named Su Wentian asked him to sell his face with a smile, Li Yi felt that the four words given to him couldn't be more suitable.

　　 is simple and rude, the effect is remarkable.

　　 Tori Poetry Society is today's hottest winner. I don't know how many people's eyes are affected. It didn't take long for the abnormal situation here to have attracted the attention of many people. Many people around looked over, and several figures walked downstairs...

　　 Su Wentian cherishes his reputation. No matter what the outcome of today's affairs, it is not a good thing for him. He gave a cold snort and turned away without saying a word.

　　Beside him, several people from the Bailu Poetry Society also glared at Li Yi with vicious eyes, showing that they were disdainful of being with him.

　　 "I remember you..."

　　 The young man who claimed to be the county magistrate gave Li Yi a gloomy look and said coldly.

　　 Behind him, a trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the two girls, and they glanced at the little maid standing behind Li Yi with extremely envious eyes, and then left behind the young man silently.

　　 "Auntie, it's not good for small rings..." After these people left one after another, the little maid pulled Li Yi's clothes corner and said sobbingly, her eyes flashed.

　　 "It's okay, Xiaohuan is not to blame for this matter." Li Yi smiled and rubbed her head, and said softly.

　　 "But, they~IndoMTL.com~They all say grandpa..." The little maid raised her head, two teardrops rolled from her big jewel-like eyes. To her, the words of those people scolding grandpa are hard to hear. Up.

　　 "Hmm..."

　　 was only halfway through, and Li Yi stuffed a piece of cake in his mouth.

　　 Li Yi squeezed the pretty face of the little maid. The girl’s small mouth was bulging. He blinked a little innocently and helped her wipe away the tears. He smiled and said, "They are all bad guys. We made Xiaohuan cry...After eating this piece of cake, we will go home."

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　　 "What the scholar said just now, it's really relieved!" On the other side, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl covered her mouth, tears of laughter almost streaming down.

　　 Thinking of the expressions of Su Wentian and others when they just left, the women couldn't help but laugh.

　　 are also women, they are naturally very uncomfortable with those men exchanging maids and even concubines as goods. The behavior of the scholar won a lot of favor in their hearts.

　　 "Drunk Mo, I don't think that son is like a disciple, otherwise he has replaced those two girls." A woman looked at Zeng Zuimo and said, "Are you going to What is his misunderstanding?"

　　 "Even if you are not a disciple, you are not a good person..." Zeng Zuimo curled his lips and said disdainfully.

　　 Anyway, the guy's attitude towards her still makes her unforgivable.

　　 Several people were talking and laughing. Suddenly there was a cry from upstairs. They looked up and found many people crowding around a table.

　　 "What happened over there, is there another masterpiece?"

　　In doubt, the older woman went up the stairs, and after a while, she walked down with a worried face holding a paper raft.