Xuanxia

Chapter 240 The highest point of morality

"Brother Fu, is this really feasible?" Yue Heng asked, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Fu Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, don't be afraid!"

It was early morning at this time, and the Hengfengcheng Street Market was sparsely populated, and people began to set up stalls gradually.

They also set up a stall on the street, which was the calligraphy and painting stall that Yue Heng was familiar with.

The medicine sent by the Nebula Chamber of Commerce was really good. After one night, the bruises on Yue Heng's face had almost completely disappeared. Although his legs were still swollen, they were much better than yesterday and he could even walk with the help of crutches.

But... Fu Qingzhou was not satisfied. He went to get some rouge and powder in the middle of the night, and fiddled with it to make Yue Heng look like he had a bruised face and cracked eyes. He also asked Tang Jiao to run all over Hengfeng City to get a wheelchair.

Not only that, he also deliberately tore open the trouser leg at Yue Heng's injured leg, revealing the leg that was bruised and swollen to the point of being a little scary.

At this time, Yue Heng was sitting in a wheelchair, and Fu Qingzhou was pushing him from behind. The calligraphy and paintings on the stalls... were mostly in tatters.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering 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: "It's okay, aren't all dudes like this? I was bullied a lot in Qingyang City, I'm used to it."

Fu Qingzhou was so angry that smoke came out of his ears.

But he had expected that his scholar brother lacked acting talent, so he flipped 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 laughed: "Okay, okay, I heard you asking for wine yesterday, Brother Fu, and I was wondering why you didn't take it out all night, it turns out it's here..."

He didn't care why he was suddenly asked to drink so early in the morning. Since he had the wine, he just drank it.

This wine was indeed good. Fu Qingzhou could smell the strong and mellow aroma from behind. Yue Heng's eyes became brighter and brighter as he drank, and he gulped down several big gulps.

"Good wine!"

The alcoholic scholar was overjoyed and said, "Brother Fu, this..."

"Keep drinking." Fu Qingzhou reached out and grabbed the wine bag and once again brought it to Yue Heng's mouth.

Before Yue Heng could react, the mouth of the wine bag was blocked by him again, and he started to drink from it with a gulp.

After being forced to drink several large gulps of the drink, his face turned red, his eyes became blurry, and he slumped in the wheelchair, mumbling nonsense.

Fu Qingzhou gave a wicked laugh, leaned down, got close to Yue Heng's ear, and whispered, "Brother Yue, your sister Chuchu said that she doesn't want you anymore."

"what?!"

Yue Heng was shocked and almost jumped up drunkenly: "Chu Chu she she she..."

"She said you're too stupid." Fu Qingzhou lied, "She helped you so much, but you can't even get to the capital. She doesn't like people like that."

“How…how could this be!?”

Yue Heng was so drunk at the moment that his mind was in a mess. He did not 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 Chuchu, she, she..."

"Brother Yue, very good."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and pressed him into the wheelchair, whispering, "If you cry like this, maybe your sister Chuchu will change her mind when she sees how much you value her and how sad you are for her?"

"You, you're 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 from your sister Chuchu. No matter what you hear or see next, cry hard and don't stop."

Yue Heng cried so hard that he was out of breath, and kept nodding to show that he understood.

Fu Qingzhou looked at the gradually increasing number of people on the street, came in front of Yue Heng, and took a deep breath.

The next second, he suddenly squatted down, leaned beside Yue Heng's wheelchair, and let out a huge dry howl!
"Brother Yue! You are so miserable! You are clearly a top scholar, how did you end up like this?" Yue Heng didn't understand what was going on, but he knew that he couldn't stop crying, so he cried even louder.

The two brothers sang in unison, instantly attracting the attention of people on the street.

Before I knew it, more and more people gathered around.

Soon someone recognized the scholar with a bruised face and a horrific leg injury, and asked in astonishment, "Isn't he the scholar who offended Master Lan at the poetry gathering last time?"

"It's him, it's him!"

Someone said, "Did Master Lan send someone to beat him up?"

"He was beaten badly." Someone shook his head and said, "Alas, but he deserved it. Everyone knows that Master Lan is all-powerful in Hengfeng City... Why would you mess with him?"

Fu Qingzhou listened and knew that this was obviously not enough at the moment.

This Master Lan was used to running rampant in the city, and the people had long been accustomed to him. They just showed some boring sympathy when they saw Yue Heng like this.

Of course, Fu Qingzhou didn't expect them to do anything now, everything was just for future plans.

But for now, this play has to go on - if for no other reason, just to let certain people see it.

These "certain people" were now staggering towards us from the other side of the street.

These people were the same group of dandies who beat up Yue Heng in the pawnshop yesterday.

They were sleepy and looked dissatisfied. The young man in the lead even cursed at the clerk in front of them: "Damn it, you woke us up so early! If the treasure is not good, we will tear down your pawnshop!"

The clerk in front turned his head and smiled apologetically: "No, no, it must be a rare treasure that Master Yan is fascinated by!"

This petty official...with delicate features and a thin body, is clearly Tang Jiao disguised as a man!

Fu Qingzhou did another thing yesterday.

That was to ask Situ Chong about the people who beat Yue Heng... and their preferences.

The leading young man was named Yan Dongqing, and he was a well-known second-generation rich dandy in Hengfeng City. His family had many business ties with the Lan family, and he made a living by drinking the broth that leaked from the Lan family's bowls. Naturally, this young man Yan also became a close friend of Lan Hongjun.

As for the group of playboys behind him, most of them had similar identities and backgrounds - they were either businessmen who made a living from the Lan family's business, or they were children of local minor officials who had close ties with the Lan family.

Most of them were not even qualified to flatter Lan Hongjun, and could only flatter Yan Dongqing indirectly in exchange for more opportunities to show up in front of Lan Hongjun.

What Yan Dongqing likes most is collecting antique treasures.

He appeared at Wanbao Pawnshop yesterday, naturally to pick up antiques and bric-a-brac - early this morning, Tang Jiao disguised herself as a clerk at Wanbao Pawnshop and visited Yan Dongqing, saying that a great treasure had arrived at the pawnshop.

She spoke very anxiously, saying that this was a good thing that was seriously underestimated, and the other party was dead, so this thing would probably be sold soon. The family knew that Master Yan liked this thing and he was a regular customer of the store, so they invited him to come early in the morning...

In this way, Tang Jiao easily deceived Yan Dongqing and his group of younger brothers, and a group of people strode quickly and arrived at the main street of Hengfeng City.

As he walked, he saw a group of people gathered in front of him, including Yue Heng who was crying beside the shabby stall, and Fu Qingzhou who was shouting out for justice for Yue Heng.

"That Master Lan is really a piece of shit!"

Fu Qingzhou's shout penetrated the crowd and reached Yan Dongqing's ears: "Brother Yue, why is it so difficult to earn some money honestly without stealing or robbing? You can't even make a living!"

Yan Dongqing paused, his face twisted.

"Brother Feng!" A playboy behind him said in shock, "Someone is scolding Master Lan!"

"Oh shit……"

Yan Dongqing gritted his teeth and walked towards Yue Heng: "You ungrateful fellow..."

"Hey, Master Yan?" Tang Jiao came closer: "Aren't you going to our place?"

Yan Dongqing pushed her away: "Get out of here! What are you in such a hurry for!"

He gnashed his teeth and pushed through the crowd, pointing at Yue Heng and saying, "Fuck you, I told you to get out but you didn't, and you dared to set up a stall here, and even insulted my brother Jun in the street, you're courting death!"

After that, he waved his hand and said, "Brothers, teach him a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)