Chapter 240 The Highest Point of Morality
“Brother Fu, is this really feasible?” Yue Heng asked, dumbfounded.
Fu Qingzhou waved his hand: "Go ahead, don't be afraid!"
It was early in the morning, and the Hengfengcheng street market was sparsely crowded, and people gradually started to come out of the stalls.
They also set up a stall on the street. The stall was the calligraphy and painting stall that Yue Heng was familiar with.
The wound medicine sent by Nebula Chamber of Commerce was really good. After one night, almost all the bruises and swelling on Yue Heng's face had disappeared. Although his legs were still swollen, they were much better than yesterday and he could walk with crutches.
But... Fu Qingzhou was not satisfied. He went to get some rouge and gouache in the middle of the night. After a lot of fussing, he gave Yue Heng a bruised nose, swollen face, and cracked eye makeup. At the same time, he specially asked Tang Jiao to run around. They visited the entire Hengfeng City and brought a wheelchair.
Not only that, he also deliberately tore open the leg of Yue Heng's injured leg, revealing the frighteningly bruised and bruised leg.
At this time, Yue Heng was sitting in a wheelchair, and Fu Qingzhou was pushing him behind him. Most of the calligraphy and paintings on the stall were in dilapidated condition.
Seeing that there were gradually more people around, Fu Qingzhou leaned down and whispered: "Brother Yue, cry!"
Yue Heng covered his face: "I, I can't cry!"
Fu Qingzhou gritted his teeth: "You were bullied like this, so miserable, aren't you sad at all? Don't you want to cry?"
Yue Heng scratched his head: "Okay, aren't all dandies like this? I was bullied a lot in Qingyang City back then, and I'm used to it."
Fu Qingzhou was so angry that his ears were smoking. .
But he had long expected that his scholar brother lacked the acting aura, so he turned over his hand and took out the wine he had begged from the Nebula Chamber of Commerce yesterday.
"Here, drink."
He handed the wine bag to Yue Heng.
Yue Heng's eyes lit up, he snatched the wine bag, and he laughed: "Okay, okay, I heard Brother Fu asking for a drink yesterday, and the young man said why you didn't take it all night Come out, it turned out to be here..."
He didn't care why he suddenly asked himself to drink alcohol this early in the morning. Anyway, if he had it, he would just drink it.
This wine is indeed good. Fu Qingzhou could smell the strong and tangy aroma from behind. Yue Heng’s eyes became brighter and brighter as he drank, and he drank a few big sips.
"Good wine!"
The alcoholic scholar said happily: "Brother Fu, this..."
"Keep drinking." Fu Qingzhou reached out and grabbed the wine bag and sent it to Yue Heng again. Around the mouth.
Before Yue Heng could react, his mouth was blocked by the wine bag again, and he started drinking.
After being fed several large sips repeatedly, two wisps of red rose up on his face, his eyes became blurred, and he slumped in the wheelchair, mumbling some nonsense.
Fu Qingzhou gave a bad laugh, lowered his body, leaned close to Yue Heng's ear, and whispered: "Brother Yue, the naughty Chu Chumei said that she doesn't want you anymore."
"What?!"
Yue Heng was shocked and almost jumped up drunkenly: "Chuchu, she, she, she..."
"She said you are too stupid." Fu Qingzhou deceived: "She has helped you so much, but in the end You can't even reach the capital, she doesn't like this kind of person."
"How...how could that happen?"
Yue Heng was so drunk that he didn't doubt his brother Fu's words at all. In the blink of an eye, his eyes were filled with tears.
His face was full of surprise and sadness: "Sister Chu Chu, she, she..."
"Brother Yue, very good."
Fu Qingzhou smiled and pressed him He settled on the wheelchair and whispered: "If you are crying like this, maybe you, Sister Chu Chu, will change your mind when she sees that you value her so much and are so sad for her?"
"You, you are right!" Yue Heng grabbed the wine bag again, drank the last few sips of wine, and then...
Then he started crying loudly.
Fu Qingzhou patted his shoulder with satisfaction, leaned close to his ear and said, "Remember, all of this is a test for you, Sister Chu Chu. No matter what you hear and see next, just cry. , don’t stop.”
Yue Heng cried out of breath and kept nodding to show that he understood.
Fu Qingzhou looked at the increasing number of people on the street, came to Yue Heng, and took a deep breath.
The next second, he squatted down suddenly, lying next to Yue Heng's wheelchair, and let out a huge howling sound!
"Brother Yue! You are so miserable! You are obviously a top scholar, how did you end up in this situation!" Yue Heng didn't know why, he just knew that he couldn't stop crying, so he cried even louder.
The two brothers sang together and instantly attracted the attention of people on the street.
Unconsciously, more and more people gathered around me.
Soon someone recognized the scholar with a bruised face and a scary leg injury, and said in shock: "Isn't he the same scholar who offended Mr. Lan at the poetry meeting last time?"
"It's him, it's him!"
Someone tutted: "Did Mr. Lan send someone to beat him?"
"The beating was quite miserable." Someone shook his head and said, "Oh, But he deserves it. Who doesn't know that Mr. Lan is covering the sky with his hands in Hengfeng City... Why are you provoking him? "
Fu Qingzhou listened and knew that this was obviously not enough at the moment.
This Mr. Lan is used to running rampant in the city, and the people have long been accustomed to him. They just show some boring sympathy when they see Yue Heng like this.
Of course, Fu Qingzhou doesn't expect them to do anything now. Everything is just for the future.
But now this play must continue to be performed - not for anything else, just to let some people see it.
These "certain people" were wandering from the other side of the street.
These people are the same group of dudes who beat up Yue Heng in the pawnshop yesterday.
They were sleepy-eyed and dissatisfied. The leading young man even cursed at the little official leading the way: "Damn, you woke us up so early. If the baby is not good, we have to tear it down." Your home is a treasure! ”
The young official in front turned his head and apologized with a smile: "Don't dare, don't dare, it must be a treasure that makes Young Master Yan wonder!"
This young official... has delicate features and a slim figure. He is clearly Tang Jiao disguised as a man!
Fu Qingzhou also did something yesterday.
That was when Situ Chong asked the people who beat Yue Heng... and their preferences.
The name of the leading young master is Yan Dongqing. He is also a well-known rich second-generation dude in Hengfeng City. His family has a lot of business involvement with the Lan family. He drinks the broth that leaks from the Lan family's bowl. After becoming prosperous, Mr. Yan naturally became besties with Lan Hongjun.
As for the group of dudes behind him, most of them have the same origins - their families are all businessmen who eat the scraps of the Lan family's business, or they are the children of local officials who are closely involved with the Lan family.
Most of them are not even qualified to flatter Lan Hongjun, so they can only indirectly flatter Yan Dongqing in exchange for more opportunities to show their face in front of Lan Hongjun.
What Yan Dongqing likes most is collecting antique treasures.
He appeared at Wanbaodang yesterday, naturally to pick up antiques. Early this morning, Tang Jiao pretended to be Wanbaodang's clerk and visited Yan Dongqing, saying that there was a man in the pawnshop. Big baby.
She spoke very urgently, saying that this was a good thing that was seriously underestimated and the other party was fooling her. I am afraid that this thing will be sold soon. Her family knew that Mr. Yan was a good person and he was the boss of the store. Customer, so I invited him to visit me early in the morning...
In this way, Tang Jiao easily deceived Yan Dongqing and his group of younger brothers, and the group of people strode quickly to the main street of Hengfeng City.
As I walked, I saw a group of people gathered in front of me, including Yue Heng who was crying loudly next to the shabby stall, and Fu Qingzhou who kept shouting for Yue Heng.
“That Mr. Lan is really nothing!”
Fu Qingzhou’s shout penetrated the crowd and penetrated into Yan Dongqing’s ears: “Brother-in-law, don’t steal or rob, just make some money honestly. Money, why is it so difficult! I don’t even leave you a way to survive!”
Yan Dongqing paused, his face twisted.
"Brother Feng!" A dude behind him said in shock: "Someone is scolding Mr. Lan!"
"Damn..."
Yan Dongqing gritted his teeth and walked towards Yue Heng. Walked away: "You ungrateful guy..."
"Hey, Mr. Yan?" Tang Jiao approached and said, "Aren't you going to our place?"
Yan Dongqing Pushed her away: "Get away! What's the hurry!"
He gritted his teeth and pushed through the crowd, pointed at Yue Heng and said: "Fuck you, if you don't get out, you still dare to come out and set up a stall, and you dare to insult my handsome brother in the street, seeking death!"
After that, He waved his hand: "Brothers, teach him how to behave!"
(End of Chapter)