Chapter 63 Chicken feathers in one place
Even if he beat Gu Qing to death, he would not have thought that an honest and well-behaved child like Song Gensheng would dare to stir up a hornet's nest. It is also scary for scholars to go crazy.
Without saying it or feeling it, Gu Qing only felt a chill on his back at the moment. When he was racing with Song Gensheng, he always felt a terrifying buzzing sound behind him.
Gu Qing, who had never been so scared when he fought against Yao Guitang, was now so frightened that his scalp was numb, he exerted force on his feet, and his body turned into a burst of black smoke, quickly leaving Song Gensheng behind.
The brotherhood of sharing joys and sorrows is of course unadulterated, but wasps cannot do it. Wasps are the bottom line. After this bottom line, everyone is just a plastic brother.
Song Gensheng was not as fast as Gu Qing, so he could only look at Gu Qing's back with a resentful look.
When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, Gu Qing met the villagers who came after hearing the news. The villagers held torches and saw Gu Qing running from a distance. The leader Feng Aweng raised his hand and said hello: "Gu family son, what is going on on the mountain..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and Gu Qing passed through the crowd without saying a word and continued riding Juechen.
Feng Aweng rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Are you dazzled? Is that a person who just ran past?
Immediately on the mountain road ahead, Song Gensheng ran over in panic, waving to everyone as he ran: "Run! Run!"
The villagers were stunned and confused but turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Feng Aweng had difficulty with his legs and feet, so several villagers simply lifted him and ran down the mountain.
A group of people ran back to the village in a panic.
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Song Gensheng sat on the doorstep of Gu's house with a wilted head and a wilted head. He didn't know how many kicks Gu Qing had received on his butt.
Gu Qing gasped, still unable to understand his hatred.
"You went to the mountains to poke hornets' nests in the middle of the night. You are so childlike!" Gu Qing pointed at Song Gensheng and cursed.
Song Gensheng argued in a low voice unconvinced: "You still forced me to watch the ants move together, have you forgotten?"
Gu Qing paused, and Zhang Huaiyu next to him laughed, quickly raised his head to look at the moon, the autumn wind tonight was quite noisy...
Take a deep breath and remind yourself not to argue with nerds, but to convince others with your virtues. If you cannot convince others with your virtues, then do anything...
"Okay, tell me why you went to the mountain to poke a hornet's nest in the middle of the night. I need a reasonable explanation."
Song Gensheng said aggrievedly: "I stayed on the mountain in the afternoon and did not come down. I kept waiting near the sweet-scented osmanthus tree."
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Waiting for those who spy on our porcelain kiln."
Gu Qing sneered: "So what if we wait? You don't have the strength to restrain a chicken, and others can blow your head off with just two moves."
Song Gensheng lowered his head and said listlessly: "That's why I moved a hornet's nest and hung it on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree..."
Gu Qing was stunned: "The hornet's nest is to deal with thieves who spy on our porcelain kiln?"
"What else? Am I more innocent than you, poking a hornet's nest in the middle of the night?" Song Gensheng said angrily.
"The hornet's nest is so dangerous, how did you hang it on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree?"
"It's very simple. Wrap it up with outer clothes, hang it up, tear off the clothes and run away." Song Gensheng said, with a look of pride gradually appearing on his face: "Then I hid not far from the osmanthus tree.
, waiting for the thief to come over, and when there was finally some movement at midnight, I found a stone, smashed the hornet's nest down hard, and then turned around and ran away."
Gu Qing finally understood and couldn't help but ask: "Where is the thief?"
Song Gensheng said innocently: "Those wasps are crazy. Do you expect me to stay where he is to see his fate? He must have been stung and fainted. There is a whole nest of wasps, tsk!"
After saying this, Song Gensheng suddenly said anxiously: "The wasps should have dispersed by now. Let's ask a few people to go up the mountain and take a look. We should be able to capture the peeping thief alive."
Gu Qing shook his head: "There's no rush."
As he spoke, Gu Qing looked at Song Gensheng carefully: "Are you injured? Have you been stung by a wasp?"
Song Gensheng showed an honest smile.
Half of his face was swollen, and he might have been stung twice by wasps. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise it would be hard to say what would happen to him.
After Gu Qing made sure that he was fine, he slowly said: "Don't do dangerous things in the future. Even if it's for me, it's not worth it. No one is born to fight for others."
Song Gensheng couldn't help but said: "What you said is wrong..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Qing interrupted: "Don't argue with me. Recall for yourself what happened to you every time you argued with me?"
Song Gensheng immediately fell silent.
Gu Qing thought for a moment and then said: "You are a scholar and you should do what a scholar should do. Tomorrow, I will leave the work of building a village to Feng Aweng. As for you, after the swelling on your face subsides, you can go to Qingcheng County to stay for a few days. It's the same thing I did last time
As you said, if you are hopeless in the scientific examination and want to be an official, you should start by raising a scholar in the academy and go to Qingcheng County with that Mid-Autumn Festival poem to make a name for yourself, so that I can help you with your business in the future."
Song Gensheng hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed.
Zhang Huaiyu had been sitting nearby watching the conversation between the two, glancing at Gu Qing more and more, with an interesting smile on his lips.
Uncle Gu's children are becoming more and more interesting. Not only are they civilized and military in the village, but they also want to get into the officialdom of Qingcheng County...
A child who grew up in a mountain village has never been to the village and has never read a book. Who taught him this kind of mentality and his planning skills that are not inferior to those of an old fox in the officialdom?
She has decided to stay in Shiqiao Village and settle down temporarily. She is looking forward to how many surprises Gu Qing will bring her.
Also, what exactly is that "Mid-Autumn Festival poem"?
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Just before dawn, the city gate of Qingcheng County opened, and an embarrassed figure staggered along the rural road.
The man who came was named Chen Jiyuan, a tall, thin, middle-aged man in his thirties. He was a staff member of the county government.
At this moment, Chen Jiyuan's consciousness was a little blurry. He didn't even know how he escaped from Shiqiao Village back to Qingcheng County.
The county magistrate Huang Wenjin asked him to find out the details of the porcelain kiln, so Chen Jiyuan went there in person. He wandered outside the kiln and peeped for several days. He stayed in a neighboring village in the dark, hid in the woods around the mountain road in the middle of the night, and left quietly at dawn.
I almost approached the fence of the porcelain kiln several times, but I was spotted by a few native dogs and villagers guarding the fence, so I had no choice but to retreat in panic.
He was still peeping last night, but as soon as Chen Jiyuan came under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, something unexpected happened. As soon as he stood still, he heard a muffled sound above his head, and then a black thing hit his head, and then he heard a terrifying sound.
There was a buzzing sound, and there was a burning pain on his face, hands and body, as if he had been shot by random arrows. Chen Jiyuan screamed and ran away, rolling and crawling away. The buzzing noises still followed him, and his face was swollen.
Like a pig's head, the rampant wasps still refused to let him go. Finally, he got desperate and jumped into the stream next to the mountain road. He lay on the bottom of the water and hid for a long time, and finally escaped this catastrophe.
After crawling out of the water, Chen Jiyuan felt dizzy and almost passed out, but he still stumbled towards Qingcheng County with a pig-headed face.
The only thought in his mind supported him.
We must rush to the county government office, we must show our face in front of the county magistrate, and let him see how loyal he is and what a painful price he has paid for the county's GDP. The salary... must be increased!
After entering the county town, it was already daybreak when we arrived at the gate of the county government office.
Chen Jiyuan's appearance at this moment no longer required him to express his sacrifice. It was obvious at a glance how hard it was for his staff to make a living, and he looked like a fish that had slipped through the net after his family was confiscated and his family was exterminated.
Stepping into the side door of the county government office, Chen Jiyuan screamed at the top of his lungs: "Where is the county magistrate? The county magistrate! Save me!"
After howling for a long time, there was some movement in the county government office. The servants watched from a distance, and some cleverly turned around and ran to the inner courtyard.
After a long time, Huang Wenjin hurriedly walked out in single clothes. At first sight, he saw an unrecognizable pig-headed face, bloated and ugly.
Chapter completed!