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Volume 1 Chapter 2 Disaster

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    Su Junheng stared blankly at the Buddhist beads in his hand for a while, his thoughts still wandering about the scene of that day. A wry smile appeared on his face, and he put the beads back into his arms. The scenes in the past seemed like yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, they were already gone.  ten years.  The childish child back then is now a gentle and graceful person. What remains unchanged is that in the past ten years, life has remained as ordinary as an ancient well without waves, and there has been no major disaster like the old monk said.  Although Su Junheng did not believe the old monk¡¯s drunken nonsense, he still did not forget to bring the Buddhist beads with him. Every time he took them out to watch, he couldn¡¯t help but think of the old monk¡¯s words, and he felt confused again!  "Selling calligraphy and paintings, writing letters for a penny each!!" Su Junheng trembled and shouted around, today is another market day, it is also a cold and snowy weather, the wind and snow are blowing on the street, and since  On the big banyan tree behind him, there were more than a dozen calligraphy and paintings hanging. Each painting was of exquisite workmanship, majestic and corresponding to the scene. It was vivid on the paper. However, the passers-by looked indifferent and did not even take a glance at it.  Over the years, he has lived up to his mother's expectations. Not long ago, he passed the joint examination in Yuzhou City and became a scholar in one fell swoop. In the next spring, he will go to the Ministry of Rites to take the provincial examination. All the folks in the village have high hopes for Su Junheng.  He had high hopes, and even before spring began, he had already begun to raise money for him.  On the contrary, Su Junheng was not very concerned about the provincial examination.  Su Junheng lost his father when he was young, and his mother worked hard to support him. Over the years, his mother's health has been deteriorating, and now he can only be bedridden. Su Junheng wishes he could stay at home to take care of his mother, so he can't think about taking the exam in the provincial capital.  Just like this, his livelihood became a big problem. Su Junheng thought that he had a lot of knowledge, but in the end he didn't even have the ability to make a living. After thinking hard for a few days, he had no choice but to draw some calligraphy and painting and sell them on the street to exchange for some loose money.  Fill the home!  "Hey!" Su Junheng couldn't help sighing as he looked at the people coming and going on the street, few of them asking questions: "In today's troubled times, traitors are in power, and ordinary people are struggling to have enough food and clothing, who else is going to buy it?  Where's my calligraphy and painting?" "Su Junheng! ! Damn, you dare to play tricks on me!" Just as he was lost in thought, there was a sudden sound, and a brocade boot stepped on the chair opposite Su Junheng.  .  Su Junheng was startled before he could react. He looked up and saw a big man with a fleshy face and eyes as big as cowbells. Four servants were following him behind him. They were staring at him fiercely with angry eyes.  Su Junheng's face changed drastically. This man was not a kind person at first glance, and he was dressed luxuriously. How could he be offended by a poor man like him? He hurriedly squeezed out a smile, stood up and said: "Master, what do you need me for?"  Do you want to buy calligraphy and painting or write letters? " Without saying anything, the big man grabbed Su Junheng's collar and said with a grin, "You kid, you don't recognize your grandpa?" He punched Su Junheng in the face.  He knocked Su Junheng to the ground with half of his face, then raised his foot and stepped on his chest hard, scolding: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly!" Su Junheng was stepped on by this man and he couldn't move.  No, I just felt a surge of blood, and it was difficult to breathe. I managed to open my eyes and took a look at the big man, and I felt a huge shock in my heart.  Thisisn't this the governor of Yuzhou City, Lu Dayan, the son of Lu She?  The father and son were usually at odds with the common people. Su Junheng thought he couldn't afford to offend such a person, so he usually avoided them. He only remembered that a few days ago, Lu Dayan passed by his calligraphy and painting stall and bought a painting for two taels of silver.  paintings.  That painting was when he passed by the Green Lake Courtyard on the outskirts of the city and saw a wealthy daughter feeding the koi in the pond. The woman was wearing a long green gauze dress, with waterfall-like hair, crescent-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a smile.  Suddenly, there was an appearance of a fish and a wild goose. Su Junheng's inspiration suddenly came to him and he drew her.  Su Junheng loved this painting very much and never put it up for sale. But that day, while Lu Dayan was looking around, he happened to find this painting in the book basket. When he saw it, his eyes lit up, regardless of Su Junheng's  He objected, threw down two taels of silver and left.  Su Junheng had never interacted with Lu Dayan on weekdays. Thinking about it now, he must have come here for this painting?  Having made up his mind, he hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Lu, I don't know why I offended you. If it's because the painting is not good, I will give you a new one right away!" "Hey! You  You kid is still pretending to be stupid!" Lu Dayan was so angry that he stamped his foot hard again and cursed: "Sir, let me ask you, the painting I bought from you a few days ago, the woman in the painting  Do you know him? " Su Junheng waved his hands repeatedly: "I don't know him. I am a poor scholar at home. How can I know such a powerful official at home?nbsp; A trace of hesitation flashed in Lu Dayan's eyes, and he reached down and picked up Su Junheng, saying bitterly: "I don't know her? How do you know she is a powerful official if I don't know her? You clearly have a crush on Miss Yu, but because of the  I am from a poor background, so I want to take advantage of Miss Yu¡¯s birthday to use my hand to connect you so that you can climb the high branch of Shangshu Mansion, right?¡± When Lu Dayan mentioned the sore point, he couldn¡¯t help but raise his hand.  Another slap in the face to Su Junheng!  Su Junheng seemed to have heard a clue. Could it be that the woman he met in Cuihu Court that day was the Miss Yu that Lu Dayan said?  Su Junheng had never thought that there would be such a coincidence in this world. But at this time, Lu Dayan was coming fiercely. How dare he offend him? He hurriedly said: "Young man, I really don't know. That day when you came to my place to buy a painting, that one  The small painting was not for sale, but you insisted on buying it. As for which lady you gave the painting to, I don¡¯t know anything about it. Mr. Lu, you can¡¯t frame me!¡± ¡°Okay, you kid said I framed it!  You!" Lu Dayan heard that Su Junheng's words were a little tougher, and he felt angry, and said viciously: "Miss Yu admired you very much when she saw that painting, and even asked me to help her introduce you to this tall guy.  Damn you, you treacherous boy!" Su Junheng couldn't argue. When he saw Lu Dayan clenching his fists, his face turned pale with fear, and he explained again and again: "Master Lu Mingjian,  Even if you give me ten courages, I won¡¯t dare to attack your sweetheart. This is all a misunderstanding!¡± ¡°Misunderstanding? I think you are just trying to eat swan meat. I won¡¯t teach you a lesson today.¡±  I'm afraid you have really forgotten your own weight!" How could Lu Dayan not know that this was a misunderstanding, but at this moment he was filled with jealousy. How could he relieve his hatred if he didn't beat Su Junheng, and now he did.  He still felt that it was not enough, so he kicked Su Junheng to the ground. Looking at the calligraphy and paintings on the bookshelf, his blood surged again.  "Aren't you most proud of these paintings?" Lu Dayan sneered and said to the servant behind him: "I smashed them all!" "No!" Su Junheng suddenly got up. None of the four big men were good at it.  He was so strong that he overturned the table and chairs without saying a word, and the calligraphy and paintings on the square table fell to the floor, splattered with ink.  The four big men still felt that it was not enough, so they stepped on the calligraphy and painting under their feet, and tore the calligraphy and painting into several pieces with a few twists. Su Junheng felt like a knife was piercing his heart. These calligraphy and paintings were all his hard work, and now they were being wasted like this.  , but it made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.  "Ah!!! You guys~ you are so bullying!!!!" Su Junheng finally couldn't bear it any longer and knocked Lu Dayan down with a flying swoop. He twisted his fingers into fists and shouted at his face crazily, Lu Dayan  Unexpectedly, this weak boy dared to resist. After a few punches, he was stunned, and blood was already oozing from the corner of his mouth.  "Asshole! What are you doing standing still? Pull him away quickly!" Lu Dayan yelled like crazy. His followers turned pale with fright and hurriedly pulled Su Junheng away.  Lu Dayan felt an unbearable pain on his face. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his hands were filled with blood. Su Junheng's punches actually made his nostrils bleed.  "Rebellion, rebellion, you do not know life and death, beat me, beat this untouchable to death!" Lu Dayan's eyes were about to spit out fire.  The four servants responded at the same time, attacking Su Junheng with their fists and kicks. Su Junheng had no resistance and was kicked over. He could only protect his head with his hands, and the fists and kicks hit his body one after another. The pain was unbearable.  Su Junheng was bullied for no reason, and the anger in his heart had reached its limit. A surge of arrogance surged up. He didn't care to look at him. He hugged the thigh of one of them and bit it fiercely. The man screamed in pain and kicked out with his other foot.  , hitting Su Junheng right in the head.  Su Junheng's vision went dark, his head hit the ground hard, and he fainted.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Su Junheng felt something foreign tickling his ear. It was itching and unstoppable. He slowly opened his eyes.  It was already approaching noon, and there were more and more pedestrians on the street, but no one seemed to notice the dying Confucian scholar beside the avenue.  The Lu family and his son in Yuzhou City have always been domineering, and the people dared to be angry but dare not speak out. Naturally, no one dared to get involved in this matter. Only a few ignorant children were playing with him with dead branches. When they saw Su Junheng  When he woke up, he ran away far away.  Su Junheng climbed up with difficulty, only to feel unstoppable pain all over his body. The snow on the ground was stained red with blood. The biting cold wind hit his face, and his tired body couldn't help but shiver.  The good bookstall was smashed to pieces by Lu Dayan and his group. Fortunately, the bookcase placed aside was still there, with a few paintings inserted there. It was not smashed by Lu Dayan and the others. Su Junheng sighed, thinking that it was still there.  His mother, who was waiting for him to return home, had no choice but to pick up the bookcase and reluctantly leave the city gate!    Su Junheng is not a resident of Yuzhou City. Yuzhou City is an important town that connects merchants from the north to the south. There are many dignitaries and wealthy businessmen in the city. It is a place where every inch of land is precious. Poor people like him can only live in the suburbs.  At the foot of the mountain, a simple thatched hut was built to stay.  It was the middle of winter, and the weather was freezing cold. The plank roads on the outskirts of the city were covered with heavy snow. The fields on both sides were pale. Several snow sculptures were hovering in the air, and there were bursts of screams.  Looking as far as the eye could see, smoke was rising from cooking fires not far away. A very simple thatched house with an empty doorway. Only a fold of gray canvas stretched out from the eaves, with five big characters written on it - Li Ji Baozi Shop.  .  Su Junheng's body suddenly froze. He reached out and took out four copper coins from his arms. His expression was dazed: "These are the only few coins left. My mother is still hungry at home. I can only buy two buns to satisfy her hunger!" Su Junheng  With a sigh, he walked towards the bun shop, but he tripped on something under his feet.  He staggered and fell onto the snow, his face covered in snow powder.  "Ah~!!" Su Junheng was in a very bad mood. He slapped his palm on the snow. When he looked back, he couldn't help but be startled.  A man covered in blood fell in the snow. He was about twenty years old. At this time, his body was mostly buried in the snow. The anxious look between his brows seemed to be frozen, as if he had been dead for a long time.  "Hey~ Brother, what's wrong with you? Wake up!" Su Junheng hurriedly turned forward, grabbed the man's arms and shook them, looking at him, he couldn't help but exclaimed.  This man has a peerless appearance. Even at just one glance, Su Junheng can't help but feel misty. His handsome facial features are clear-cut and so delicate that they seem to have been carved by nature. If it were a woman, he would really  I'm obsessed with this young man!  "Well there is still breath left. This man was so seriously injured. If it weren't for the fact that the wound was frozen in the ice and snow, he would have died of blood loss!" Su Junheng frowned and reached out to touch the man's breath.  Looking closer, he suddenly discovered that there was an inexplicable air current flowing around the man's body. He could clearly feel it in his tentacles. The heat emitted by the supernatural power was tearing at the man's body crazily. Su Junheng just touched it lightly.  Immediately, he felt that his blood was stirring and seemed to be boiling.  Su Junheng's eyes were suddenly filled with surprise, but there was no time to think about it at this moment. This man was seriously injured. If he was left in this ice and snow, he would probably have no chance of survival.  "That's all, I, Su Junheng, have read the books of sages since I was a child, how can I be a person who will not save me even if I die!"
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