bookcurios Chapter 200 Slap them hard in the face
Chapter 200 Slap them hard in the face
Yan Hua was very angry, but it seemed that this was the truth, and he had nothing to refute. After all, Ziguang Academy did have a class for child prodigies, and there were indeed several students who were about the same age as Master Cao in that class, and every class was taught by the most knowledgeable teacher in the academy.
It is true that they learn faster, are more valued, and are indeed gifted in reading, which is why they are called child prodigies.
Cao Shuqing frowned and looked coldly at the man in front of him.
That's really rude.
But he didn't bother to argue with such a small person.
"Yan Hua, let's go!"
He ignored the scholar and went out with Yan Hua.
He had not been to Jiazhou City for many years. He remembered that he had met the monk in the east of the city. He seemed to have revealed that he was a wandering monk who stayed at the Dongjiao Temple.
It was still early, so he went directly to the east of the city.
Yan Hua followed him, still complaining indignantly: "That person was so rude. When you finish the exam, Master Cao, and the results are announced, I will give them a slap in the face!"
Cao Shuqing thought so too.
There is no point in arguing for verbal satisfaction. When he really gets the first place in the case, it will be the loudest slap in the face of that person.
Meng Cheng woke up in a manor in the north of Jiazhou City.
He felt a bitter taste in his mouth, as if he had eaten two kilograms of Coptis chinensis.
Looking around, everywhere seemed unfamiliar.
Where is this? How did he get here? Who brought him here?
He remembered that he was beaten by that damn girl Meng Yufan, and later, he didn't know what he was given to eat, and he knew nothing about anything.
At this moment, the door creaked open, and a young man dressed as a servant walked in, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.
The servant was not surprised at all when he saw Meng Cheng's eyes wide open. He put down the medicine bowl and said, "Drink the medicine!"
"Who are you? How did I get here?"
The servant glanced at him and said, "It doesn't matter. Take the medicine and someone will come to see you!"
Meng Cheng shook his head: "What medicine?"
The servant laughed: "You are still alert? I really want to kill you and make you a walking corpse. Do you know how much this bowl of medicine costs? Twenty taels of silver!"
When Meng Cheng heard this, he didn't care whether the medicine was bitter or not. He hurriedly took it and drank it in one gulp.
Wow, twenty taels of silver, it must be a good thing, you’ll make a profit if you drink it!
The servant turned and left.
Meng Cheng quietly got out of bed, looked around the room, and touched things here and there.
The room is spacious, the furniture is made of huanghuali wood, and the ornaments are exquisite. Even the small items look valuable.
He quietly put a sterling silver paperweight into his arms.
It’s very heavy, probably at least twenty taels.
But it’s just a small ornament, this family is rich!
Unfortunately, the other items were large and more valuable, so he couldn't take them away.
With a regretful look inside the house, he quietly slipped to the door. No matter where this place was, he had to go.
The richer you are, the faster you should go.
He could never forget the day when he accused Zhao Susu of being unfaithful to her husband and having an affair with someone in front of everyone. Several pairs of vicious eyes in the crowd looked at him as if he were a dead person, which still made him shudder when he thought about it.
Hearing that there seemed to be no movement outside, he gently pulled the door and it opened a crack.
He was overjoyed, thinking that because he was unconscious before, no one took him seriously, so it was good this way.
He didn't know what kind of hell this place was. He didn't want to stay there any longer and had to leave quickly. It would be best if he could return to Ningshan County immediately. He promised that he would never come out again because the world outside was too scary.
As for Zhao Susu, as long as there is the divorce letter, they have nothing to do with each other. It's a pity that Zhao Susu is so rich now, but he can't get involved with her. It's all because of the Meng family members who are meddling in other people's business!
He thought hatefully in his heart, opened the door and wanted to slip out.
He had just stuck half of his body out when everything in front of him went dark. He looked up and saw two burly men guarding the door. One on the left and one on the right, each took a step forward and stood just in front of him.
Meng Cheng was stunned: "I just want to go out for a walk, you won't let me go out for a walk, right?"
"You should go back to your room."
"Hey, what do you mean? I'm a fine person, you still want to lock me up? I can leave if I want, why do you lock me up? I didn't sign a contract to sell myself to you."
But the two strong men at the door only agreed with him once and then ignored him.
Meng Cheng wanted to push them away, but he used all his strength and couldn't push either of them.
The man on the left exerted a little force when he was pushed, and Meng Cheng immediately fell into the house, sprawled out.
He was furious and swore loudly. In fact, he was even more afraid, but he used the excuse of swearing to cover up his inner fear.
It's over! He didn't know who had captured him and locked him up here. Although those people gave him medicine, they wouldn't let him go. Who knew what their purpose was?
He knew that there was no hope for him to escape, so he returned to his room dejectedly and sat on the bed. His eyes rolled around as he thought about how he could escape.
But his brain wasn't very bright, and he couldn't think of any solution no matter how hard he racked his brains.
At this time, there was another creaking sound from the door.
A man walked in.
The person had a fair complexion, red lips and white teeth, with a somewhat feminine look. The corners of his eyes were raised, as if he was smiling, but it seemed to be just an illusion.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Meng Cheng quietly, but it made Meng Cheng feel uncomfortable all over. The noble aura emanating from his bones seemed to carry a murderous aura. That was the fear that his half-smiled face couldn't dispel.
Meng Cheng suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He still had some common sense and knew that this person was probably here to capture him.
He stepped back unconsciously: "You, who are you?"
The man approached slowly and leisurely, as if he was in his own back garden, but his every move seemed murderous.
Meng Cheng continued to retreat, his eyes filled with fear, but he was also confused because he didn't know this person.
But he felt that this person seemed to want to kill him? No, no, no, he didn't want to die! He looked at him vigilantly, moving back step by step, and he was about to cry in his heart. Who on earth was this?
"Meng Cheng, from Taohua Village, Baiwu Town?"
Meng Cheng stuttered, "How do you know?"
The man looked at him coldly: "Seven years ago, in the ruined temple in the mountains..."
Meng Cheng's pupils constricted and he fell to the ground. The fear in his eyes almost became physical and he was speechless.
He never dreamed that the person who was covered in blood, whose true face could not be seen, and who was unknown whether he was alive or dead, would appear in front of him many years later.
After his mind went blank for a moment, he rolled his eyes quickly, knelt on the ground, and began to kowtow: "Good man, good man, it turns out to be you, I have been waiting for you all these years."
The man looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, his eyes deep: "Why did you appear in Jiazhou City? Where is that woman?"