Chapter 41

Second floor, next to the bookshelf.

Xiaodie was holding a book in her hand, her face pale, and she was looking at the four people in front of her with panic.

She didn't know these people at all.

But just when she was reading a book seriously, she suddenly heard a surprised voice in her ears: "Hey, isn't this the little maid we met at Luoliu Bridge last time?"

Then, the four scholars wearing Confucian robes and holding folding fans suddenly surrounded her.

The four of them stared at her with burning eyes, and their faces showed surprise and joy, and then they looked at her unscrupulously.

"Hey, it's really the little maid from last time! Look at her little appearance, she is even more charming and plump than the last time I saw her."

"If my brother hadn't told me, I would have almost failed to recognize her. Last time she was a young girl, but now she is a pretty girl in the process of blooming, with a well-developed face and figure."

One of them even stared at her feet under her skirt, and laughed shamelessly: "Brothers, since we parted on the bridge that day, my soul seems to have been seduced by this little girl. You know, I love this kind of petite and tender little girl the most in my life, especially this little foot under the skirt. If I hold it in my hand and play with it, it feels so good..."

Xiaodie was frightened, holding the book in her hand tightly, and was forced to lean against the bookshelf behind her.

She shouted in panic, but didn't dare to shout again.

She was afraid that the young master would come down after hearing it, and quarrel with the four people, causing trouble.

The humble status and inferiority complex since childhood, as well as the fear of others, were engraved in her bones.

She didn't dare to cause trouble, let alone implicate the young master.

Although the people in the Qin Mansion were very good to both the master and the servant, the young master was a son-in-law after all, and his status was low.

If she really provoked the powerful people in Mo City, what would she do?

So she didn't dare to say anything, just hoping that the people in front of her would tease her a few words and leave.

But the next words of the four people made her even more frightened.

"Hey, Brother Zhang, don't scare the little girl. Ask her whose maid she is first."

"Last time I saw her following a young man. The young man looked young and was also a scholar. However, his clothes didn't look very good. I wonder where he bought such a beautiful little girl."

"I guess she was bought when she was still young. It didn't cost much money. Brother Zhang, your family is rich. This time it's up to you."

The four of them laughed and started to discuss buying her in front of her.

It's not that these four people are bold, but that the world is like this.

It's just a lowly little maid.

In this era, even concubines can be given to each other by friends. It's just a matter of words.

If it was someone's wife, the four of them would naturally not dare to speak so wildly in public.

"Little girl, where is your master? Is he not here? Which mansion are you from?"

One of the scholars asked with a smile.

The waiter who followed him seemed to know the four scholars and did not dare to say anything.

Of course, in his opinion, this was nothing.

For these literati who were praised as talented scholars, these were all romantic affairs. If they were spread out, they would not only not be criticized or gossiped about, but would also be regarded as a literary legend.

"A certain talented scholar met a little maid in a certain store one day. He did not despise her humble status and fell in love with her at first sight. So he generously redeemed her from a mean and cruel master, and then took her home and loved her in every way..."

If this talented scholar was more famous and became famous all over the world in the future, then this small store would also become famous all over the world.

As for whether the talented scholar got tired of the little maid and gave her away or abandoned her in the end, naturally no one would pursue it.

Just a low-priced maid.

The waiter thought so, and suddenly found that there was an extra person in front of him without knowing when.

There were only four scholars, how come there was another one?

He looked up in astonishment, his face suddenly changed.

The real boss is here!

But it should be okay. Even if there is a dispute between scholars, it is just a quarrel, a discussion of poetry, or a few curses.

Fights rarely happen.

Because their literary image and weak body do not allow it.

Even if a fight really happens, it is just pushing and shoving, you pull me and I pull, there will be no bloodshed.

The most powerful thing about scholars is their mouth, not their hands.

What's more, it's just a little maid, and the other party is four people. Those who are a little smart will not turn their faces.

It's unnecessary and the gain is not worth the loss.

"Little girl, this young master is talking to you? Raise your head, which family are you from?"

A tall scholar saw that the little maid didn't speak, and suddenly became a little impatient. While speaking, he stretched out his hand to hook her chin.

Who knew that just as his hand stretched out, another hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grabbed his hand.

The tall scholar thought it was a joke from his own people. When he turned his head and was about to laugh and scold, he suddenly screamed "Ah" and his face changed drastically!

A sharp pain suddenly came from his hand!

"Crack!"

He even heard the sound of his palm bones being dislocated!

This shrill scream immediately scared the other three people next to him!

The three people shivered and hurriedly looked in the direction of the arm.

Then, they saw a familiar figure.

There seemed to be no waves on the handsome young man's face, but there was an expression in his eyes that made them feel palpitated.

"You...what are you doing?"

One of the scholars came to his senses and asked quickly.

But he was short of energy, and due to the sudden fright just now, his voice was trembling a little.

The other two people were also frightened by the sudden appearance of the young man and his aura, and were speechless for a moment.

Luo Qingzhou stared at the four young people in front of him who were arrogant and laughing just now. Seeing their frightened faces and timid and weak looks, he thought to himself: No wonder people used to ridicule them, saying that weak scholars are weak and short of breath. , useless, it turns out to be so miserable. In the eyes of warriors, I am even more like a clown... Fortunately, from now on, I will never look like this again...

"Let...let go! Brother Zhang, brother Qian, quickly...let him let go..."

The tall scholar whose palm was caught turned pale in pain, his body was trembling, and his voice was filled with tears.

The other three scholars reacted immediately after being stunned for a short time.

"Brother, a gentleman talks but doesn't take action. Why do you take action as soon as we meet? How can you be so rude?"

Zhang Caizi, who had freckles on his nose, immediately shouted sharply, looking upright and awe-inspiring.

"Bang!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his head and raised his head to gather enough momentum to finish his words, Luo Qingzhou suddenly kicked him in the stomach, causing his body to bow and slide backwards from the floor like a shrimp. , and then he fell to the ground with a "pop", rolled his eyes, and passed out on the spot.

The other two scholars had already rolled up their sleeves, preparing to use their words and actions to rely on the strength of the crowd. Seeing this scene, their hearts suddenly trembled, their faces changed drastically, and the momentum and courage they had summoned instantly withered away...

"Kneel down!"

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou's eyes suddenly widened, his momentum was intense, his face was like an angry tiger, and his voice was like thunder, resounding through his eardrums and hitting his soul!

The two scholars, who were already timid, were suddenly frightened by this, their legs softened, their bodies became stiff, and they knelt down involuntarily...

This roar, like a thunderous beast, not only startled the two scholars, but also the waiter next to him and the scholar whose hands were pinched by Luo Qingzhou.

The waiter's legs shook and he almost knelt down, but he woke up immediately.

This matter has nothing to do with him!

The scholar whose hand was pinched by Luo Qingzhou was trembling in pain and full of fear. At this time, he was suddenly frightened. His whole body trembled from fright, and there was a "chi" sound between his legs. Urinary incontinence...

Of course, Xiaodie next to her was also frightened.

When Luo Qingzhou saw that the warrior's aura had such an effect when he tested it for the first time, he thought to himself that he was lucky again.

At this time, he let go of his hand.

The frightened scholar who was incontinent suddenly became weak and collapsed on the ground, trembling and his face was pale.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the four people on the ground, his eyes a little complicated, and his heart was even more complicated.

Once upon a time, he was like this too.

I didn’t know at that time how glorious it was to be a scholar, but now I think it’s ridiculous.

This era is, after all, the era of warriors.

Even if you are full of talent, what's the use if you are weak and frightened by a warrior's drink?

"Where's the martial arts appreciation stone?"

He didn't linger any longer and looked at the waiter who was standing blankly on the stairs.

The waiter woke up with a start, came down quickly, bowed his head, and respectfully handed the wrapped martial arts stone into his hand.

"Xiaodie, let's go."

Luo Qingzhou packed up the things, pulled the little girl who still looked frightened downstairs, and left the shop.

Practice!

Keep practicing!

Become stronger!

Become stronger!

The world of warriors will never end.

Once you stop slacking off, you will be surpassed.

Then today's situation may be reversed on his head.

He will never allow that to happen!

For myself, for Xiaodie!

He must continue to work hard and become stronger!

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