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Chapter 16

Because Jia Huan was very restrained, his wound looked terrifying and he recovered after a month of recuperation. Old Li came to the room to thank him, and his attitude was as humble as his grandson. His wife had broken two ribs and was still lying on the bed and couldn't move. She wouldn't be cured for less than a year or two.

As the saying goes, the soft ones are afraid of hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of being too arrogant, and the arrogant ones are afraid of being too desperate. Master Huan San is soft when he should be soft, and when he should be hard, he can make the King of Hell detour when he is too arrogant, so he can make the King of Hell detour, so he doesn't dare to try... Old Li shook his head and did not dare to try. He was convinced, completely convinced.

It was the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and it was time to buy New Year gifts to send to the capital. Old Li drafted two orders and asked his son to help him.

"Dad, this is..." Li Dafu frowned and picked up one of them.

"This is for Master Huan San and Aunt Zhao, let's see what else needs to be added." Old Li took out the warehouse records and compared them.

"How come you are more than 10% thicker than your wife? Your wife is 40% thicker and your wife is 50% thicker. Then we will only have 10% left? How can we live?" Li Dafu was very dissatisfied.

Old Li gave him a stern sniffle and scolded, "Do you want your life or money? Ah? The lady is far away, so you can't do anything about us. Master Huan San is right in front of you. You can kill us whenever you want! We can still keep 10% if we take the initiative to pay. When Aunt Zhao asks, maybe that Chengdu will be ruined. Think about what kind of life your father lived when he was not a banker. Look at it now, you are content! Nothing is important to have life!"

Li Dafu threw away the gift list, but he was still unwilling to accept it.

Fearing that his son would anger Master Huan San, Old Li advised earnestly, "Son, you should think like this: Zhuangzi belongs to the Jia family, the fields belong to the Jia family, and the things produced in the fields are also from the Jia family. We are slaves of the Jia family, and managing Zhuangzi is a matter of duty, so we should not have achieved such a certain amount of success. It is light to embezzle the owner's property and sell us out. People are not satisfied with their hearts, so be careful to die!"

Li Dafu's dark red eyes flashed through his mind, and he immediately stopped talking.

Aunt Zhao was very happy to receive the generous New Year gift. She had the richest and most enjoyable New Year in her life. She really never wanted to go back to the Jia Mansion in her life.

Jia Huan reads and practices martial arts every day, and learns his own medical skills by the way, and lives are fast.

Five years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the original horned child has grown into a handsome young man. His skin has only become very pale during the destruction and recovery process due to long-term erosion of toxins, and his eyes are even darker and his lips are bright red. The strong color contrast creates a gloomy and ghostly temperament, but it also has a unique and strong attraction.

Li Dafu hired a ox cart to wait at the government office, and found the figure of Master Huan San from many students at a glance. Unlike the worrying and sighing of others, Master San looked very leisurely and his steps were not too slow.

Li Dafu hurriedly came forward and asked anxiously, "San Master, how do you feel?"

"It's over." Jia Huan nodded and jumped into the ox cart lightly.

"That's good. I've booked a room at Fulin Inn. Let's wait until the results are released before going back." Li Dafu smiled.

"No, go back directly." Jia Huan closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. There were too many people in the examination room, which made him remain highly alert at all times, so he was naturally very tired after coming out. After five years of running-in, he was able to control his emotions well and pretend to be a gentle-tempered young man from a noble family. As long as he did not touch the bottom line, no one knew what kind of monster was wrapped under his handsome skin.

Li Dafu hurriedly flattered, "This county test is naturally not difficult for the Third Master. It's better not to read the results. Anyway, it's over. I can go back early and prepare for the mansion test in two months. But since we are here in Jinling, are we going back to the old house to visit all the clans?"

"No need. Mrs. Wang didn't send me back to her old house, so she didn't want me to get close to her tribe. I just couldn't stand these social engagements. When I was in high school, I would be attracted by all the smells and smells, and I wouldn't help but kill people." Jia Huan curled his lips and sneered.

"Don't worry, Master Third, I will naturally give up this kid for you at that time! When you were down and out, they came to ask, but you became more and more shameless!" Li Dafu spat, and saw that his master seemed to be in a good mood, so he spoke tremblingly, "San Master, look, my wife asked us to deal with you, but you didn't expect you to be successful. She didn't even peel off our skin after she knew it. We are loyal to you over the years..."

Jia Huan was so thought of sleeping when he thought of him, and waved his hand and said, "Okay, I will find a way to get your contract back. You will be my slaves at that time. Whoever dares to touch your hair must ask me first."

Li Dafu was relieved. After a lot of praise, he didn't ask how his master wanted to sell his contract back. After five years of getting along, he only knew one thing - if Master Huan San will do anything to put it into practice. In Master San's life, there is no word "impossible".

The driver heard it and said that the corners of his mouth were twitching, thinking that the master and servant were so shameless. Tong Shengshi had just started, and he had not even won the title of scholar, so he imagined that he had won the top scorer! It was as if he was really...

Aunt Zhao thought her son would have to wait for the exam to be released before coming back, but she didn't expect to come back the day after the exam, and she couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Could it be that she did too poorly and had no shame to look at the grades?

She specifically instructed the cook to make a table of good dishes, filled her son's wine glass, and asked carefully, "Son, tell me honestly, did you fail the exam this time? It's okay if you fail the exam, you are still young! I have never had a scholar in my early ten years since I started the exam. It's not too late for us to wait for another year or two."

She was afraid that her son would not take the exam again if he was bored. Over the years, her son's enthusiasm for practicing martial arts has always been higher than that of studying. If he participated in the martial arts exam, he would definitely be accurate. However, it was difficult to take the martial arts exam, so he had to fight with his life. Moreover, Jia Zheng was a civil servant and hated military generals, so he would not be willing to do his best. His son might have been sent to a bitter and cold place on the frontier. At the end of the day, he would have been wrapped in a horse and ended up alone and helpless. She would never agree.

Jia Huan raised his head and drank Chinese wine. He leaned lazily on the kang and smiled, "Don't worry, if your son doesn't give you a first name, he will dig a hole in the backyard and bury himself."

"Just blow it! Others study, they are hanging their heads on the beam and thorns. You are fishing for two days and drying the nets for two days. If you are the first name, is there any law in this world?!" Aunt Zhao knew that her son never spoke nonsense, so she felt relieved immediately, but the first name was never dared to think about it no matter what. She waved to Xiao Jixiang, "Go to the gardener and put it in my room. I would like to remind you, the third master, to be careful when speaking, and do not dig a hole and bury yourself!"

Xiao Jixiang refused to laugh and took it seriously and stood it on the corner of the house.

Jia Huan smiled and glanced at Aunt Zhao, but didn't tell the difference, just drank and ate food.

During the half month waiting for the results to be released, Jia Huan didn't read a single page of the book, which was delicious, delicious, fun... He enjoyed it one by one, and asked the craftsman to make a pair of sharp iron claws, intending to install the cockfighting he raised.

"It's done, let's go." The last claw was tied tightly, and Jia Huan hugged the ferocious cock-fighting cock and headed towards the east end of the village.

Li Dafu followed with all his steps and said with apologies, "Third Master, let's fight dogs again? Li Laizi's general died at your hands. I guess he would not dare to fight this time." After saying that, he saw the chicken shaking his neck to peck at him, so he jumped away in a hurry.

It is said that things look like the owner's shape, and this is indeed true. Look at the chicken that the third master raised is not enough for the mastiff to eat in one bite. As soon as he went up, he blinded his opponent's eyes and then trampled him. A sturdy mastiff as a calf could not end up and turned away, almost angering Li Laizi to death.

The chicken fought the dog to death, and the person who initially laughed at the third master for being ignorant of the world was gone.

"He will never go with the silver." Jia Huan touched and hung in his arms, fighting cocks with great obedience, opened his lips and smiled.

Perhaps because his ancestors had military generals, all the men in Lijia Village were all martial arts. The folk customs were quite fierce. They were the most popular local gangsters and scoundrels. They gathered together to fight cocks, dogs and bet on a few dollars in their spare time, and they were all in chaos. Ordinary families would never dare to marry their daughters.

It has to be said that Mrs. Wang took great pains to send Jia Huan to Lijia Village.

Before the two of them could enter the casino, they heard a loud voice shouting, "Good guy, Master Huan San is here to fight dogs again!"

Those who threw sieves, those who touched Paijiu, and those who played mahjong stopped and rushed to the fighting arena behind the house. Li Laizi is the owner of this gambling house, a very humble man from Lijia Village. He heard the noise and almost fell off the kang. He hurriedly pushed away the pink head wrapped around him, ran to the dog shed, shouting, "Master Huan San, we won't fight dogs in our field today, come back another day!"

Unfortunately, Jia Huan had already seen his newly bought mastiff, which was stronger than the previous one, and immediately smiled contemptuously, "How is it? Are you afraid? The mastiff with a very famous mastiff can't even fight a chicken. Don't do this as soon as possible."

The gamblers around him burst into laughter.

"I'm afraid of being tricky! It's just because this dog has just been bought and hasn't been cursed yet! What if I want to fight me to get you a chicken?" Li Laizi rubbed his hands and discussed.

"Not what. No matter what wins or loses, I will give you fifty taels of silver. Just let it go on stage, and it will be up to you when you stop it." Jia Huan took out his heavy purse, weighed it in his palm, and continued, "Fifty taels are enough for you to buy ten good dogs. How about it?"

Li Laizi thought for a moment and gritted his teeth and agreed as the people around him cheered.

As soon as I entered the arena, a chicken and a dog were entangled. The chicken feathers flew around and the sound of dogs barking really responded to the saying that the messy ones were scrambling.

Li Laizi waved his fist and shouted, "King Shan, come on for me! Bite it to death to avenge your brother!"

Jia Huan was tilted in the backrest chair, with one foot on the armrest and the other foot bent on the edge of the table. His pupils, which were usually scattered, looked particularly bright and energetic at this moment. He did not stare at the battle situation in the field for a moment, and made sharp whistles from time to time.

Li Dafu looked at the cock fighting on the back of a dog, and then looked at the third master Huan who was sitting without a look. He really didn't know how many unknown sides he had. Sometimes he was quiet, sometimes manic, sometimes like a gentle scholar, sometimes he was a playboy who was indulging in pleasure.

The expression on his face was excited and ecstatic, but more of it was desire - the desire for bloody killing. When he thought that he came to the casino to fight beasts not for excitement or money, but just to see blood, Li Dafu felt his hair standing upside down.

The older Mr. Huan San grows up, the more calm his temper becomes, but he is even more scary. Because you can't tell what kind of deep darkness is suppressed under that skin, and how terrifying it will be when it bursts out.

Just as he was thinking about it, Li Laizi threw the teapot in his hand and jumped up and shouted, "Stop! Stop and stop! Third Master, your cockfighting is too cunning, just poke it in your eyes! Did you, his mother, come here to find a place for me when she failed the county exam? Save it, ah! Your name as the number one playboy in Lijia Village is not a false one! Don't smear the face of the scholars!"

Li Dafu immediately admired Li Laizi's courage. Sometimes ignorance is also a kind of luck! He must know the true face of Master Huan San, so he must not be scared to pee!

Jia Huan whistled. The cockfighting that had lost a lot of hair on his wings and was bitten on his neck immediately stopped attacking, flew to the back of the Third Master's chair and sang proudly.

"It's a pity that I can't hold on so quickly! This is fifty taels, take it." Jia Huan ignored Li Laizi's life attack at all and threw his purse at will.

Li Laizi hurriedly reached out to pick him up. At this time, someone outside shouted, "Hisan San, Huan San, someone from the yamen reported the news. You have won the first place! Aunt Zhao told you to go back quickly!"

Li Laizi's hand slid and his purse fell to the ground. My mother! The number one playboy in Lijia Village actually won the top spot? Is there any reason?
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