I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

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After leaving the office, Pei Songyu returned to his mansion, changed into a Yunyan official uniform, took off his official hat, and changed into a plain uniform. He carefully dressed the placket carefully, put everything in order, and looked in the mirror. I was planning to go out to Ning'an Bo's Mansion, the little servant knocked on the door, "Master Pei."

The young man came in and bowed and said, "My lord, the Nine Highness handed a message, saying that you are going to come back to the academy to find him in a while."

Pei Songyu glanced at the sky outside, the twilight was slowly falling, and the cloud shadows darkened layer by layer. He was a little surprised, "It's so late..."

"Say something important."

Pei Songyu raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows.

By such a coincidence, things have crashed together.

He said: "Go back to the academy first and see what's up with your husband."

The little servant prepared a carriage for him, and when he drove through Suzaku Avenue, he crossed by another carriage that was going in the opposite direction.

The man in the carriage lifted the curtain and looked out, then quickly lowered the curtain, and the shadow reappeared in the carriage, and the face of the man who appeared to be sneered was gloomy and dripping.

"It was Master Pei who passed by just now, what is the girl looking at?"

The little maid on one side asked.

Shen Xiuying fiddled with Yu Ruyi, which was to be given to Queen Jiahe when she went to the palace banquet, and said casually: "I just figured out some things."

In the fifth year of his succession, the new emperor left the capital and went south in a microservice for several months.

She was a well-known actress at that time, and there was no shortage of big figures in the middle of her pillow. The way to hear the news is wider than others, and some words came out from them.

The new emperor went south in a microservice to catch a spoiled maidservant who had escaped.

The person who helped the maid to escape was Pei Songyu who was deprived of officialdom and exiled after the maid was captured.

At that time, she didn't know that the little servant girl next to Rong Ming was Jiang Lao, and she heard it as a Royal Missin that a courtier deceived the emperor.

Master Pei has been honest, upright, and smart for many years. He didn't expect that one day he would be so courageous to rob a woman with the emperor, which is amazing.

In this world, she pays more attention to the Jiang family. Looking at this matter, she feels that it might not be snatching, but taking it back.

Siye Jiang and Pei Songyu walked so close, if there was nothing wrong with Boss Ning's Mansion, he would almost be married to Jiang Lao in the end, isn't it Pei Songyu?

She wanted to see, now that Rong Jianhuan is just a disability with no power and no power, how can he compete with Pei Songyu, the five-ranked Shaoqing and the recognized gentleman model in Jinling at a young age.

Pei Songyu’s young man is making an idea for Pei Songyu, "My lord, we might as well go to Ning'an Bo’s Mansion for a banquet first, and then go to His Royal Highness Nine. It’s just a meal and it won’t take much time."

Pei Songyu leaned against the wall of the car and thought for a while, but said: "Go to the academy first and see what's going on with His Royal Highness Nine."

"Isn't it that you didn't see the fourth master's mind?" Seeing that Pei Songyu was not hurried about Ning'an Bo's affairs, the young man wanted to say something, but in the end he changed to say, "To this day, the adult still treats Jiang Jiang. Are the four girls unintentional?"

The wind outside blew the curtains of the carriage crown, and the wind clashed.

Pei Songyu did not answer, but he did not immediately refute as he did at the beginning, saying that Jiang Lao was just the daughter of the benefactor. His ears became a little red, and he opened the subject bluntly, "Tell the coachman to hurry up and get to the egret. Academy."

...

But what Ling Songyu did not expect was that he could not leave after entering the Bailu Academy today.

"After the review of the last class exam, my husband asked me to sort out the articles written by the brothers during the class exam. I...inadvertently lost the article of my brother. The article was supposed to be uploaded in tomorrow's class, brother ,I'm wrong."

His youngest brother lowered his head, with timidity and fear.

Sure enough, he was young, and he was panicked with little things.

Pei Songyu sighed, but couldn't say anything to blame.

These fellow brothers, at first, were a little bit repulsive to this youngest brother.

Among the more than a dozen princes, the nine princes did not originally have any sense of existence. There were only occasional rumors that he was cruel and surly in nature. Some people even said that he was attacked by an assassin as God's retribution. So when he first entered the academy, most people respected him.

Later, Xie Tongyan and Liu Heguang took the lead in squeezing him out, and those who didn't want to cause trouble to the upper body continued to alienate Rong Ming.

But then it was a bit earth-shaking.

After shooting at the hunting ground, Xie Tongyan and Liu Heguang were subdued; as for the rumored nature of Rong Jian's cruel and surly nature, no one had seen him in this junior brother. The Nanzhang incident, on the contrary, made people see his kindness and compassion.

To this day, the brothers in the sect, when dealing with this little brother, unconsciously will be somewhat compensatory indulgence.

Even Yu Yinxue, who couldn’t get used to seeing Rong Ming at the beginning, doesn’t know when his relationship with Rong Ming will get better, especially in those days when the son of Jiang Siye was replaced. He went to find Rong Ming.

Now in the academy, both can be liked by Mr. Yan, and

He is probably the only one who doesn't attract the jealousy and resentment of fellow brothers.

"Brother, what should I do if the article is lost?" Rong Chen's words pulled him back from his thoughts. He looked anxious and wrinkled his eyebrows. "I know this is my fault. I will look for it soon. Please punish me, sir. I will suffer whatever my sir should punish me. It's just...I want to ask brother to do me a favor."

"But it doesn't matter."

"I don't want to delay the circulation of tomorrow's class. Brother, can I remember the general content of the article? If I can redo an article, I won't delay Mr. Yan's class."

"But I want to go to a banquet..."

"It's not time to change." The boy raised his eyes and begged, "Brother, I will delay you for a while."

Pei Songyu calculated the time in his heart, and indeed had time, and then looked at Rong Ming sitting in a wheelchair. The smell of medicine and sickness on his body reminded others that he is a weak patient, plus he The face is good-looking, and I heard that it is a good skill to lose the legs, but it is a pity...It is really hard to say rejection, Pei Songyu nodded.

Rong Ming's eyes were instantly curved like a moon, he laughed, and said, "Thank you, brother."

It was a quarter of an hour after entering the school, laying paper, placing ink, grinding, and finally starting to write.

Pei Songyu only roughly remembered his article, but began to forget some of the details. At first, he didn't speak fluently. In addition, his little servant always reminded him of the time behind him, calling him distracted.

Rong Ming held the Zhubi in his hand, and while writing, he said, "Brother, let your little servant go out and wait. No one is distracted. Maybe it will be faster."

Pei Songyu agreed with his statement and screened the young man back. This time it was much smoother, but he forgot the time, until there was a knock on the door outside, and his accompanying young man said, "My lord, we should go to Ning'an Bo Mansion. Go there, if you don’t go again, it’s too late."

He looked at Rong Ming, he wrote very anxiously, the kind of anxious that he did something wrong and wanted to make up for it. Sweat beads appeared on his forehead, and he was urged by the knock on the door outside. After a few words, someone was anxious for him.

Pei Songyu sighed again and thought about it again. As expected, he was young and could not hold his breath.

He said: "Don't worry, I'll leave after I'm finished."

The boy tilted his head to look at him, smiling brightly, "Thank you, brother."

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Seeing Rong Chen finished writing the last word, Pei Songyu got up and walked out, but was stopped by Rong Chen, "Brother."

outside

The face already faintly meant that it was going to be dark.

Pei Songyu was also a little anxious, frowning, "What's the change?"

"Brother's article, there are several places...I don't think it is proper enough."

Pei Songyu's attention was drawn over, "Where?"

Rong Ming pointed to a place on the piece of paper, "Is it better to change a word here?"

Pointing to the end of the article again, "For this..."

But he stopped suddenly.

Pei Songyu was born in a humble background, and his fame was written with a pen. He paid special attention to the article. Because of Rong Ming's guidance, he realized something. He felt that his words did have some truth. For a while, he forgot other things and became more curious about the latter. What is it, he asked: "Where can I change it?"

Seeing that he was leaving in no hurry, Rong Wei's slightly stretched fingers loosened, and the bottom of his eyes slowly climbed up with a smile.

He can stop here, and there is no need to arrange for people to block him on the road.

Outside.

Pei Songyu's little boy stomped his feet in a hurry.

Huaiqing is already a well-informed Huaiqing. He leaned on the door and was not in a hurry. He looked at the anxious boy next to him, and sincerely suggested, "If you really want to help your master, it is better to go to Ning Anbo as soon as possible. Man, say that your master cannot leave because of something, so apologize earlier, lest others keep waiting."

He learned from this little servant that Pei Songyu was going to Jiang Mansion for a banquet soon, and he understood why His Royal Highness would send Wu Que to invite Pei Songyu to the academy on the grounds of important matters.

Change important matters

The matter of disturbing Huang Pei Songyu to go to Ning'an Bo's banquet was indeed an important matter.

Master Pei must not be able to leave.

When Pei Songyu realized the time again, it was indeed too late, so he had to tell the young man to go to Ning'an Bo Mansion to apologize and visit him another day.

Rong Ming blamed himself: "Blame me for losing the senior brother's article, which delayed the senior brother's business."

Pei Songyu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but the points that Rong Ming just pointed out were rare and precious, and he was a little grateful. The two emotions were offset for a while, and his complexion was calm. "

Rong Lu never remembered that Jiang Siye spent a lot of time with him. He lowered his eyes sadly and said, "Brother remember to go and apologize to Siye."

He looked very thoughtful of Pei Song, with a sincere expression on his beautiful face, "It is because I have delayed my brother’s business. I should help my brother solve problems. I heard that the fourth master loves tea. I happen to have a good pot of red robe, brother. Why don't you take this tea and give it to Fourth Master."

Pei Songyu took the tea box that Rong Chen handed him, and was only a little surprised. After all, he had never heard of that Jiang Siye loved to drink tea.

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When Pei Songyu didn't come to the banquet, Jiang Siye frowned.

Jiang Qin asked him anxiously, "Does the matter between these two children really happen?"

Siye Jiang has recently investigated and became more and more satisfied with Pei Songyu.

After observing carefully for so long, he finally got 80/90% certainty. He dare to say that Pei Songyu’s character is no different from rumors. The most important thing is that Pei Songyu has no common room and no concubines. Very worry-free.

But no matter how good Pei Songyu is, it is useless if he doesn't care about his daughter.

Like today, it seems a little careless to agree to a banquet but fail to come.

Siye Jiang's eyes were tangled.

On the second day, I received the tea from Pei Songyu's apology, and I was even more dumbfounded.

I don't know how to say that he is careful, or to say that he is not careful.

Siye Jiang loves wine but not tea.

He has been obsessed with the wine country since he drank his first sip of wine at the age of thirteen. During these years, he has been away from home and has almost tasted all the best wines in the world.

"Knowing that an apology is better than not giving it away." He comforted himself, handed the tea to the young man to put it away, and walked back to the hospital, but he couldn't stretch it out in his heart.

In the mood of being a father, he is anxious to find the best man in the world and be the husband of his daughter.

But his father is just a mortal/physical child, without gods/wisdom eyes. He once boasted that he could look at people, but he was too scared, too scared to misunderstand people, causing his daughter to be wronged, and he was always hesitating in his heart.

Siye Jiang was frustrated, and he walked back to his yard, only to see a small jar of wine on the long table in the house.

He was an old wine bug, and he could tell that it was a good wine by smelling it. After opening the lid of the jar and tasting two sips, his heart was immediately relieved.

He tasted the wine and asked the young man, "Who brought this wine?"

Siye Jiang thought it was his wife or daughter.

But a little fleshy hand was raised under the window, "It's me."

Jiang Jinxing poked his head out and said loudly, "This is the wine that His Royal Highness Nine asked me to give to Daddy."

Jiang Siye was drinking the wine with a sip of the wine.

Hearing Jiang Jinxing's words, they all spewed out immediately, choking and coughing, his old face blushing.