Cheng was stunned, Zhang Daoran's tone was sharp and his attitude was solemn.

With Cheng Yiyan's understanding of Zhang Daoran, if it weren't for the real trouble, Zhang Daoran would never have this kind of demeanor and use this tone. Zhang Daoran has always had a gentle attitude, knows everything well, behaves indifferently, and rarely gets angry.

"Teacher ......"

Cheng Yiyan was a little frightened, and suddenly remembered the words of senior brother Zhang Fangfang when he just came to Sanqingguan: "No wonder the master said that the junior brother came here to take refuge, it turns out that the junior brother really caused trouble." It's just that the junior brother came here to hide, but don't attract those paparazzi and the like. When the time comes, the master will be annoyed and be careful to drive you away. ”

Flustered in his heart, Cheng Yiyan hurriedly said, "Teacher, the disciple is really careful when he comes. I got up in the middle of the night and traveled to several places in a car, and then I came to Sanqingguan. When I got on the boat, I kept looking at the back, and when I arrived at Sanqingguan, I didn't find that there was tracking behind. ”

"A wise man must make a mistake, if the paparazzi can be so easily got rid of by you, is it still a paparazzi? swaggering, driving a special car, someone to protect, to Sihu County, causing a lot of onlookers......

Zhang Daoran's face softened, becoming more and more indifferent.

Cheng knew that he couldn't hide these teachers, so he could only explain: "This is the arrangement of my parents, and the disciple can't do anything......

As a celebrity child, Cheng Yiyan also felt helpless. At first, no one knew that Cheng Yiyan was Cheng Wuhui's son, and life was quite peaceful. It's just that this time there was a fight, and the school needed parents from both sides to come forward, and there was also a parent-teacher conference, and Cheng Wuhui happened to be in Min Province and rushed back. Even if he was cautious, Cheng Wuhui's appearance still caused a sensation.

The news that Cheng Yiyan is Cheng Wuhui's son spread quickly, and Cheng Yiyan also enjoyed the treatment of a star. Daily interviews, concerned about their own fights, those entertainment reporters. I can't wait to ask about the eighteen generations of my ancestors.

Cheng Yiyan was arranged to come to Sihu County in a car, and the bodyguard was Cheng Wuhui's. When he came to Sanqingguan, Cheng Yiyan almost forgot about this matter, and he didn't think that Zhang Daoran was unparalleled, so he couldn't hide it at all.

Zhang Daoran was helpless, Cheng Yiyan was still young after all, and he didn't think it through. Didn't Cheng Wuhui, as an adult, think of this? If Cheng Yiyan hadn't been known to be Cheng Wuhui's son because of the fight, Cheng Yiyan would not have caused much reaction even if he came to Sihu County in Cheng Wuhui's car.

Cheng Yiyan fights, this matter can be big or small, but those entertainment news newspapers and periodicals will never let go of this kind of big news that they think is big.

Zhang Daoran's face was strange, because Cheng Yiyan had brought some trouble to Sanqingguan, and the relationship between Cheng Wuhui and his wife, who had never been in contact with each other, actually eased a little.

"The Taoist ......"

Cheng Yiyan was terrified and didn't know how to answer, Huo Siyan blushed, and said with apprehension and a hint of firmness in her eyes: "I'm just a primary school student, and I don't know how many big truths there are." It's just that Cheng Yiyan got into trouble because of me, and if the Taoist wants to punish Cheng Yiyan, punish me......"

"Oh?"

The corners of Zhang Daoran's mouth curled: "Poor Dao doesn't ask about the process, only the result." What the process is, it no longer makes sense, the arrival of Cheng Yiyan has attracted those entertainment news paparazzi, and even some reporters, who will disturb the poor road and Qingxiu. As for the little layman, it is not a master-apprentice relationship with the poor way, and the poor road does not have the right to punish the layman. ”

Huo Siyan's face turned even redder, she raised her head, her body trembled slightly, and her voice trembled a little: "I don't understand this, I only know that as a parent and elder, as a teacher and master, there is no difference from parents." Cheng Yiyan has caused trouble, as a teacher, shouldn't he help his disciples solve problems? I think that as a teacher, it would be unfair to blame the disciples for everything. The Taoist is a vast supernatural and unpredictable prophet, and he must have been able to anticipate today's events before. And the fact that the Dao Leader did not take it into account means that the Dao Master did not take this matter to heart at all, or that he did not care about his disciples at all, so that he did not realize it until it happened......

Zhang Daoran had some appreciation in his eyes, but he shook his head: "The world changes, and many things are not all predictable. As a teacher, you should solve problems for your disciples, but this kind of problem solving also requires a certain boundary. If you do evil and break the law, as a teacher, you also need to solve problems for your disciples? If you want to bring disaster to the world, lose your conscience, and cause endless bad karma, you also need your teacher to solve problems for your disciples.

"But Cheng Yiyan is not as unbearable as the Taoist chief said......"

Huo Siyan blinked her eyes wide, her face full of doubt.

"Small things accumulate into big things, and small goodness accumulates luck. In the same way, small evils are unintentional and can accumulate great evils. Cheng Yiyan almost killed someone because of his own selfishness. Now if you don't repent, do you have to repent when you become an adult and cause greater trouble?"

Cheng Yiyan didn't know the importance of his actions, if it was just a lesson to those students, Zhang Daoran would appreciate it. It's just that Cheng Yiyan's hands are too heavy, and he has a waist injury, and he will be left with the root of the disease when he is discharged from the hospital. A few ribs were broken, which hurt the lungs, and the root of the disease will fall in the future.

It was originally a punishment for evil and promotion of good, but because it was too heavy, it was a little excessive.

Shoot when it's time to shoot, but you need a scale. Zhang Daoran's original intention was to let Cheng Yiyan realize this mistake. As for the reporter's matter, since it has happened, Zhang Daoran is helpless.

Sanqingguan does not need to be known to the world at this time, Cheng Wuhui is in the music world, Fang Tong is in the film and television industry, and the luck thread brought is enough.

However, Huo Siyan's rebuttal made Zhang Daoran feel the difference between this elementary school student.

Shaking his head, Zhang Daoran sighed in his heart: "It's a pity, for a while, fate and a word are strangers after all." There is no fate with the poor road. ”

"Teacher ......"

Cheng Yiyan fell to his knees with a thud: "The disciple knows that he is wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

Cheng Yiyan was silent for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "The disciple should not be too heavy, no matter what the reason, he can't bully others......"

Zhang Daoran nodded: "Get up... Now that you've got into trouble, let's face it calmly. ”

Seeing that Zhang Fangfang had already prepared a meal at this time, everyone gathered around, Zhang Daoran said: "The Poor Dao Society has withdrawn the mountain protection array, and the reporter comes to the door, remember not to show supernatural powers, not to show abnormalities." One side with a word and Huo Jushi, with the big dragon old wolf, will go out by boat tomorrow morning and come back in the evening...... Let's eat......"

If it was before, Zhang Daoran might wish that a reporter would come to interview him, showing the difference between the three Qingguan and bringing some popularity. Now, Zhang Daoran's mood has improved, and the arrival of these reporters may increase his popularity, but Zhang Daoran does not need it.

During the meal, everyone was silent.

After eating, everyone dispersed, the young people gathered together, and Zhang Daoran and Hengkong sat under the old peach tree: "Daoyou, Yiyan's nephew seems to have brought trouble?"

"There are some, but the poor road is sure that these troubles will dissipate invisibly. If journalists don't get much useful stuff, or even nothing useful at all, they're just going to feel like they're coming in vain. ”

......

The next day, after breakfast, Zhang Yifang and others left, and before morning, many people came to Sanqingguan.

The flash flashed, and men and women with microphones gathered around.

Entertainment journalists, here......