C10 Afraid of the Little Criminal in the Nest

Faang Zhuliu saw that he had shown a brilliant skill, and thought that he was just a disciple of an expert from the outside world. In the world of games, he didn't know if there were any other adults behind him. He could only ask again, "Little brother, take care. Tell me your name so that I can help you broaden your reputation. It'll be easier to meet you in the future. "

"Fruit Man, yes, I'm called Fruit Man." The first time they met, the second time they met, the second time they met. This time, they were much more familiar with each other. Then, just like when they first came, Zhang Jingxuan disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only Faang Zhuliu was left there, muttering to himself, Guo Man? Could it be that his surname was Guo? Hero of the Imperial Advisor? Maybe he was the child of the Imperial Advisor?

Like a wild horse that had lost its reins, Zhang Jingxuan played outside until the beginning of Yuehua, and even the last child returned home. Only then did he reluctantly run home.

As he approached the door, the little fellow tidied his clothes and used his sleeves to wipe the sweat and mud off his face. Only then did he plan to enter. In the end, when the gatekeeper Zhang Er saw him, he hurriedly pulled his hand into the courtyard. Seeing the expression on Zhang Er's face, Zhang Jingxuan felt that something was not right.

Zhang Er was alone and had been in the Zhang family for dozens of years. He had watched his young master grow up and loved him dearly. Zhang Jingxuan was very close to his old family, and seeing how nervous he was, he casually said, "Old Zhang, don't be afraid. I didn't do anything bad today! I even did something good!" Although there were a few servants in the house, this was the only one called "Old Zhang."

"Young master, did you meddle in other people's business today and pick up the money on the floor? That group of young masters came to say that you stole and wanted to arrest you to meet the officials." Old Zhang had an anxious look on his face. It seemed like he really wanted to hide Zhang Jingxuan so that no one could find him.

Before Zhang Jingxuan could answer, he heard a dignified voice coming from the inner hall door. "Humph! If you continue to spoil him, he will turn the Yan'an Province upside down! Old Zhang, this is none of your business. Go and stay at the door." When Zhang Er heard this, he knew that the old master was really angry. He could only leave Zhang Jingxuan, who was at a loss, standing there and taking his leave.

"Dad, I didn't go into the woods, and I didn't fight with my friends." After all, he was a child. When he saw the situation, his face immediately turned pale, and he stuttered as he confessed.

"Come in and talk!" After all, Zhang Wentao had been through a lot, so he naturally wasn't willing to teach the child a lesson here.

When he entered the house, he put his hands behind his back and stared at the calligraphy hanging in the hall. He didn't say anything for a long time. Zhang Jingxuan didn't even dare to breathe loudly. He only felt that this time, it seemed like he had caused more trouble than before. This time, his father was very angry.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Wentao turned around and looked at his son with a gloomy face. He said, "Tell me everything that happened today. Don't miss anything!"

Zhang Jingxuan was anxious for a long time. He knew that he couldn't hide anything from his father. He could only tell his father everything that had happened without hiding anything. He had a good memory. He even repeated many of the conversations. Of course, it was inevitable that his words would make the Fifth Young Master even worse, and he would say that he did not deserve any credit. In the end, he even handed over the precious marble that Faang Zhuliu had given him as an important material evidence.

Hearing that he finally admitted that he was the one who broke Chen Bingchu's bones and even called himself a "frugal man," Zhang Wentao furrowed his brows tightly. After listening to him, he let out a long breath and gestured to the wall, "Read it!"

Zhang Jingxuan looked at the couplet hanging on the wall in the middle of the hall. It had been hanging there for a long time, perhaps much older than his own age. Although he did not know what it meant, he still read it.

"Every time I, Drunken Yue Yang, see the storm in my eyes, I will not stop.

Everyone wants to eat the clouds and ask when the thunder in their chests will disappear. "

"Do you know who did it?"

"Song Dynasty's Uncle Ouyang Yong." Zhang Jingxuan answered respectfully.

Seeing that the child had answered correctly, Zhang Wentao's expression eased up a little.

"En, perhaps this couplet also fits the current situation. Sigh, stirring up so much trouble, you really don't have time to act up! As for my chest fortress... Cough, cough, it's hard to dispel. It's hard to dispel." As he spoke, he actually started to cough.

Zhang Jingxuan thought to himself, Is this couplet really derived from this method? If Mister Ouyang was here, he would probably be drunk for a long time.

"It seems like the Taoist priest who came on your fifth birthday was right!" Zhang Wentao shook his head and sighed, "I have already been careful, but compared to the trouble you can cause... Still far from enough. Jingxuan, you will become an extraordinary figure in the future. Father has always thought this way since you were young, but he has spoiled you too much. From today onwards, I will strictly carry out what the Daoist priest said. I can't let anything happen to you before you grow up!" After saying that, he seemed to have made up his mind and fiercely nodded his head.

"Anyway, according to what the Taoist priest said, it will be fine when you are 15 years old."

It was like a bolt from the blue! From what his father said, could it be that he wanted to lock himself up for seven years? Zhang Jingxuan had a look of shock on his face.

He knew his son better than his father. Zhang Wentao knew that as Zhang Jingxuan grew up, the troubles he could cause would also increase exponentially. If he could not convince Zhang Jingxuan this time, it would only become more and more difficult in the future.

"Do you know? You have already broken one of Chen Bingchu's legs. From now on, he will become a cripple, permanently disabled. Fortunately, no one knows that it was you, a child, who did it. If you are discovered, you will be imprisoned. It would take at least a decade for the prison to be filled with all kinds of condemned prisoners. There was no light in the dark, and you would eat buns every day. If you don't want to be locked up at home, in order to prevent you from causing even more trouble, you would destroy yourself. Daddy can only bring justice to the family and personally send you to the yamen."

"Ah! Eat buns every day! Daddy, I was wrong. I'll listen to you." If there was anything in this world that was more frightening than confinement, then he would definitely eat a bun. This child clearly had never been hungry before.

Zhang Wentao struck while the iron was hot. With a pained expression, he said," Do you know? The few young masters that you provoked today were the children of County Magistrate, the garrison, and the county governor's family. These few families could shake the entire Yan'an Province with just a stamp of their feet. You provoked them. They have already reported you to the government. Those constables are always hiding at the gate, waiting for you to go out and arrest you for interrogation in the government office! "

"Why should I only arrest them, not them!? They were the ones who did bad things first." Little Jingxuan straightened his neck and became unconvinced. Zhang Wentao was at a loss for words for a moment.

"This... Then they naturally have to catch them too. They should catch all the bad people. However, they only injured people and were released after being locked up for a few days. And if you break people, then naturally you will have to go to jail. Sigh, the head in jail is much harder than our family's. It's black, hard, and rancid."

Under the magical magic of the cell head and the powerful shadow of catching speed, Zhang Jingxuan finally decided to surrender.

Alright, isn't it just confinement? It's not like he hasn't been locked up before, so he can be treated as a prisoner at home.