Poison man is hard to tame

Chapter 106 Arranging the Yue Family (3)
So the most depressed ones became the three jailers guarding the two.

The cells of the young master and the second lady are adjacent to each other, so there are only iron bars between them, so it is very convenient to talk and play.

During these days in prison, the two are still wearing luxurious clothes and sleeping on soft mattresses. Looking at their cell, the dressing table, wardrobe, floor-to-ceiling mirror, potted plants, heater and daily necessities are all available, which is daunting. Fortunately, the three jailers have already gotten used to it. If outsiders see it, they will inevitably be scared to death.

"Second Sister, what are you writing again, how about fighting with me?" The boy in white brocade clothes leaning against the iron fence was about fourteen or fifteen years old, with delicate and good-looking features, he tilted his head slightly , looking at the girl beside her with dark eyes like ink, and passed a bowl to her through the iron bars, "My Changsheng general hasn't fought in the past few days, so he's lazy."

"No time." A cool voice came from the front.

"Why, have you been thinking about writing stories about those people lately? I don't see you being so active on weekdays." Wu Xinrui curled her lips when she saw the girl in the opposite cell, "I'm even talking about being locked up here by my father." I’m not interested anymore, and thanks to you for continuing to write, I’m planning to let him out when he figured it out and I’ll continue. Recently, I’ve become obsessed with cricket fighting, but I’m struggling with no rivals. Oh, yes, what did you write? Bring it to me to see."

"You will know soon." The girl who wrote the pen did not lift her head, and was still writing on the white paper on the jade slab. The light in the cell was already dim. In such an environment, the girl's fair skin Under the light blue dress, she looked radiant, like pearls and jade, her ink-like black hair was scattered casually behind her and looked a little messy, her plain face without a trace of makeup was quiet and beautiful, but because of that The thin lips that were pursed were stained with a little unhappiness.

She sat and wrote very quietly, and occasionally stretched out her free hand to pinch a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and eat it.

The young man in white got impatient with the wait, so he pointed to the last idle jailer outside the railing, "You, come and play cricket with me."

The jailer who was named trembled, and then looked at the young man with some trepidation, "Young master, my skills are not as good as others, and I lost all games, you should find the second lady..."

"Didn't you see that she is busy? How can I have time to talk to me? Come here if you are told! What nonsense..."

"Okay!" The boy was interrupted by a female voice from the left before he finished speaking, and then a blank piece of paper floated in front of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out to grab the white piece of paper and moved his eyes upwards.

After seeing the content on the white paper, he was taken aback again. After a while, a burst of laughter erupted in the cell...

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Don't laugh, bring it when you're done reading it, I'm still useful." Wu Moran raised his eyebrows seeing him laughing endlessly, and walked forward to take back the paper in his hand through the iron bars. Unexpectedly, just as her hand was about to touch the piece of paper, the boy on the opposite side leaned back to avoid her hand.

Wu Moran frowned, "A Rui, stop making trouble, give it to me quickly."

Unexpectedly, Wu Xinrui didn't seem to hear what she said, and waved to the jailer outside the iron fence, "You, come here, read this out."

Wu Moran's eyes twitched when he heard this, "You...can you stop being so naughty, take it quickly."

The jailer stepped forward in confusion, took the blank paper that Wu Xinrui handed over, and glanced at it, his lips trembled in fright.

"Read it out." Wu Xinrui reminded again patiently.

"Master, this, this, this..." The jailer's tongue was tied up as he spoke.

"Isn't it just for you to read it out? As for the frightened Huarong who turns pale?" Wu Xinrui waved his hand carelessly, "In this way, if you read it once, I won't order you around today. I will let you have a good rest. Don't force you to fight crickets with me, or you will lose all your drink money for this month."

The jailer fell into a deep silence.

After a while, his eyes became firm, and he looked at the content on the white paper and read it word by word...

"Excerpts from Fangcao... It is said that there was a Yue in the Wangyue Dynasty whose surname was Guogong, and he married a wife in Li Zhinian, but he did not have a son within ten years, and after the age of 40, he married more than [-] concubines one after another. Within a few years, he became the number one enemy of unmarried girls in Jeju City. Young women are all avoiding like snakes and scorpions. Liuxiang, Huajie, finally approaching sixtieth year, has an eldest son named Yue Hao, this son eats, drinks, whores and gambles at the age of five, and is cheated and stolen at the age of seven. Seeing that the pig is trampled on, it only grows with time, and the appearance is getting worse. Before reaching the weak crown, it is like the middle-aged king of the state. When he was in the weak crown, he unfortunately contracted a flower and willow disease..."

He didn't continue after talking about this, because the words on the paper only ended here.

"Hahahahaha..." Wu Xinrui covered her stomach and rolled with laughter, "Oh, I laughed so hard, I don't know if writing this book can make money, the outline alone is so interesting, but, I think it's called Fang. The collection of rough excerpts is not very pleasant to listen to, I am afraid that others will not understand..."

The girl in the cell on the other side just twitched the corner of her mouth when she heard the words, and stretched out her hand outside the iron fence, "Bring it."

The jailer silently handed it over.

Although what was written on this paper... was horrifying and ridiculous, but he...

Can't laugh.

May I ask if he has the guts to laugh when he composes Yue Guogong's lyrics, but these two little ancestors are really brave. There have long been rumors in the mansion that the two of them don't usually study hard because the father and son's teaching time is all used up. Writing books, I heard from other servants that there are many more on the market. I heard that the legends of ghosts and gods written in the past were copied and copied by many people. Therefore, there are more books of that kind on the market. The book went straight down to one or two, but the situation in half a year was reduced by half, so the two ancestors were unhappy, and after thinking about it, they went to the Zangshu Pavilion to turn up the history books and began to write about the history of the monarchs and ministers of the dynasties, and even fabricated palaces. The intrigues among the concubines, the rise and fall of success and failure of several generations of dynasties, even the master was taken aback. It is reported that most men like to watch the affairs of the monarch and his ministers, while women like to see the conspiracy of the court. Although it is a conspiracy, but After all, these two young people can't write too much, but it is enough for those women who have nothing to do in the big officials' homes to watch. Those books were printed and sold on the market, and dozens of copies were fired. The signature on the last page of each book is... two small cabbages.

There are not many people in the mansion who know about these things, and they were all sealed up by the master. Anyone who spreads the word will not want to die. The master has always been strict and consistent, so everyone dare not mention it on weekdays.

He was really a little frightened today. These two people usually fabricated and compiled history books. Many of them were people from other countries who had died for hundreds of years. But today it was written on the head of Yue Guogong, which is not good.

(End of this chapter)