Deep in Yuan Shang's heart, he always felt that there were only three most popular and sad things in his life.

The first thing is that when a person dies, the money is gone. The second thing is that when a person lives, the money is gone... The third thing is that when he wants to spend money, there are those who are blind to rush to spend it with you.

Compared with the objective reasons in the first two points, Yuan Shang personally thinks the third thing is the most unacceptable. For example, in the scene in front of him, three women buy headbands and headdresses, what are you, a big man, snatching with him? What is it that you are so obvious!

I took a closer look at this kid, with a tender white skin and a sissy look. At first glance, he was despicable.

Xiahou Juan also frowned, and glared at the white-clothed scholar fiercely in a blink of an eye, and said dissatisfiedly: "I said why are you like this? I have already wrapped all these three headdresses. If you don't go to look for swords and guns, why are you involved with a group of women?"

The white-faced Confucian scholar turned his head and looked up and down at Xiahou Juan, saying respectfully: "Miss's words are a bit too much. As the saying goes, I am kind, and this kindness is so kind! The things of swords and guns are actually vicious weapons, killing animals and slaughtering spirits, and causing disasters! They are despised by gentlemen! On the contrary, this ring has a foreign style and is peaceful and quiet, which makes people unpredictable. As soon as I looked at it, I had the urge to express inspiration in my chest and make thousands of good poems to the world! Therefore, I must buy this ring, and I hope the lady can give up her love and let it be in the next one."

Listening to this young Confucian scholar, he was talking a lot. Xiahou Juan's first one became two big ones. Who is this kid? He spoke in a long and long-winded tone. Isn't it just buying a headband? Why is it even related to the good chapters that have been circulated in the world?

Yuan Shang was also quite strange. In his imagination, men in the land of Mobei should be big, generous and unruly men? When did the gentleman taste like writing lyrics and fu?

Could it be that the residents outside the border areas can follow the trend?

Lu Lingqi frowned and took a step forward. She stood in front of the white-faced Confucian scholar, and said with a frosty face: "If we insist on not giving it to you, what can you do?"

The young Confucian scholar was stunned when he heard this. Obviously, he did not expect Lu Lingqi to say such unreasonable words. After thinking for a while, he said with certainty: "If you don't give me a headband, then I will have no inspiration to do it. I will have no inspiration to do it. In this later generation, there will be a missing chapter of the god-like show that can be passed down for generations, and in later generations, there will be a missing article of the gentlemen and Confucian scholars in later generations!"

Speaking of this, the young Confucian scholar's face tightened, jumped up excitedly, pointed at Lu Lingqi's nose and said angrily: "At that time, you will be the daughter of Destroyed Wen who has been infatuated for thousands of years, and will be scolded by everything! You will be very guilty at that time!"

Lu Lingqi was stunned when she heard this. Obviously, she didn't expect that this handsome little Confucian scholar would use this reason to perfunctory her.

The Confucian scholar was obviously very satisfied with his answer. He looked at Lu Lingqi proudly and smiled, "How is it? You're scared!"

Lu Lingqi stared at the young Confucian scholar for a while, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and raised her thin lips. She raised her hand to the young Confucian scholar's face and shaved her big ears. She only slapped the young Confucian scholar three times, then sat on the ground with a big red handprint on her face. She looked at Lu Lingqi blankly.

Lu Lingqi was still angry and scolded angrily: "Where did you come from the bastard? How dare you treat me as stupid?" After that, she had the urge to take action.

"Hey hey hey~~!" Yuan Shang raised his hand to stop Lu Lingqi's next move, and said to her dissatisfiedly: "It's past, it's past! A gentleman does not act. We have to pay attention to conquering people with virtue. How can we raise our hand to hit people just by saying a few words? It would be a loss of the style of a woman."

Lu Lingqi was indignant and the young Confucian scholar who had been stunned on the ground said angrily: "I was excited for a moment and couldn't help it... But look at the nonsense he said, and ask me if I'm afraid? Isn't this obviously asking for a beating!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the Confucian scholar on the ground suddenly burst into tears, "Wow, wow, wow, wow!" and cried. While crying, he shouted at Lu Lingqi angrily: "You... dare you hit me? Wow, wow, so unreasonable! I... I go home and tell my father to go! I asked my father to arrest you and recite "Female Training" and "Female Ring" every day... Wow, it is said that slim and lady are good, gentlemen are good, who dares to be like you, a tough woman, the man who marrys you must be either a castrator or a dementia!"

"Hey hey, why are you cursing people? Are you scolding me?" Yuan Shang frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "A gentleman cannot speak as much as others. You deserve to be beaten... Besides, if you ask your father to arrest people, he will arrest anyone he wants? Who is your father?"

The young Confucian scholar raised his head and said arrogantly: "Speaking it will scare you to death! My father is Cao cāo!"

Yuan Shang was amused when he heard this, looked at the young Confucian scholar disdainfully and said, "Your father Cao cāo? My father is back to Yuan Shao, do you believe it?"

After hearing this, the young Confucian scholar looked up and down at Yuan Shang a few times and said, "Is your father Yuan Shao?...... Hehe, you think I'm stupid!"

Yuan Shang waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile: "So, you don't believe me, why should I believe you? Remember to go out next time and brag about your father and be low-key, don't say it so big, no one will believe it.\/\/..\/\/"

After saying that, he got up and gave the alien boss the money for the headband, and distributed the three headbands to Zhen Mi, Xiahou Juan, and Lu Lingqi, one by one. The family of four immediately continued to wander in the distance.

As we walked and stopped all the way, we walked to the sunset in a blink of an eye. Xiahou Juan looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "It's getting late, so it's time for us to go back to the inn to rest. Zhao Yun and Sima Yi have already gone to the Linrong Prefect's Mansion to meet the local prefect. I guess the prefect will definitely invite us to the banquet in the evening, so we have to go back and prepare and clean up to make it up."

Lu Lingqi smiled helplessly and sighed: "You girl, you know how to eat."

Zhen Mi turned around and looked behind her and said, "The question is, have you noticed that there seems to be a spy following us all the time?"

Everyone turned their heads and saw that the white-clothed scholar followed them sneakily, looking at them in secret. They turned around and hurriedly picked up a chamber pot on the roadside stall. They studied it in great fascination and carefully. Their appearance can only be described by the four words "covering the ears and stealing the bell".

"Husband, that person has been following us, what should I do?" Zhen Mi turned her head and asked Yuan Shang in search of her.

"I'll beat him up!" Lu Lingqi rolled up her sleeves and turned around and was about to rush out, but was stopped by Yuan Shang.

"Hey, hey, they didn't care about you, why do you hit people? Your home is open to this great road?...... In this way, you three will go back to the inn to take a bath and change clothes first. I will meet the Confucian scholars and I will go to find you later. How about it?"

Although the three girls were not relieved when they heard this, they looked at the Confucian scholar's body with negative combat power, hesitated for a while, and agreed, but they still gave Yuan Shang a good advice and told him to remember to be more careful.

After the three girls left, Yuan Shang walked over to the young Confucian scholar who was still pretending to be playing with a street stall chamber pot, patted him on the shoulder, Yuan Shang smiled slightly, "Huh? Isn't this the young master who blows his father just now? Why did he come here to see the chamber pot come? How about it? Does it smell good?"

When the young Confucian scholar heard this, he shivered all over and subconsciously replied: "Don't think too much, I'm not following you!"

There is no silver here, so this is probably the case.

Yuan Shang sighed when he heard this, "This Confucian scholar... is so naive and stupid that he has reached a certain level."

The Confucian scholar seemed to have reacted, feeling that he was too pretentious, his face turned red, and then changed his words and said, "Okay... I admit that I am indeed following you. I hope you don't blame me, but please believe that there is no malice."

Yuan Shang smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry, if you really have malicious intentions, my wife would have slapped you all the time just now... Say, what are you doing with us? Want that ring, hehe, I'm sorry, my three wives like those things very much, please forgive me for not giving them... But if you pay a lot of money, I can consider selling them to you."

The young Confucian scholar turned a blind eye to hearing this, but just looked at Yuan Shang up and down, as if he was weighing something.

After a long time, the Confucian scholar said, "Actually, I am following you, but for some reason, when I see you, I feel an indescribable feeling of depression. The talent in my heart gushed out without realizing it, and I can't stop it. I want to compose a lyric for you, but I don't know if you want to listen?"

Yuan Shang was stunned when he heard this. Although he was a little confused, he still said curiously: "You followed me just to see if I have inspiration and want to make lyrics for me? That's all the nonsense!"

The Confucian scholar's face immediately turned pale: "You dare to call this nothing? You, you are blaspheming the gentleman's meaning. If your words are known to Confucians in the world, they will be drowned by the foam of Confucian scholars in the world!"

Yuan Shang rolled his eyes when he heard this and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, just do whatever you want... If you want to make lyrics and music, just make it quickly. I still have to eat. I'm in a hurry!"

"Wait a minute!" I saw a young Confucian scholar taking out a bundle of bamboo slips from the cloth bag on his back, taking out a pen and inkstone, taking water on the spot and grinding it. With a wave of his pen, he began to dance on the bamboo slips.

"Walking to the northern trail, I passed through a different country. It was bitter and cold but exposed. The Huns' Moyuan Tibetans came from Jibei Gate and looked at the Hudi Sang. I met a hypocrite. His wife was fierce and reckless. The gentleman acted differently. He slapped me in the face. Someone argued with him. The couple bared each other's sores, and the branches were mutually in harmony. A pair of real tigers and wolves."

After writing, I saw the boy smiled and waved the bamboo slips towards Yuan Shang, and said with a smile: "How is it? How is my lyrics and songs done?"
Chapter completed!