Zhang Yun turned his head and saw Xiao Feng looking behind him with a blank expression. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yun looked behind for a long time, turned his head and smiled: "Xiaofeng, what are you looking at?"

Xiao Feng squirmed for a while, and whispered, "Sister, can I go to school?"

Zhang Yun smiled, remembering that when he passed by the kindergarten, the children cried and shouted that they didn't want to go to school. It's the nature of a child to love to play, and it seems that his younger brother is a child with a strong natural desire for knowledge.

Wang Yue next to him praised: "What a motivated kid." He thought for a moment and said to Zhang Yun, "By the way, your neighboring village is Sun Jiaji, right? There is an old master in Sun Jiaji who teaches very well, and his name is Feng Yu." ”

Zhang Yun asked, "That's great, I'm still worried about where Xiaofeng is going to school?"

Wang Yue continued: "Yes, Xiaofeng is too small, so he has to be closer to home. This Mr. Feng Yu is a talented man, and his teaching is not rigid, and the students are easy to understand. The students he handed over are very likely to be admitted to Xiucai!"

"That being the case, I'll go back and see, Xiaofeng should also be of age to go to school. Zhang Yun replied.

Komine was happily at a loss.

Zhang Yun said with a smile: "After the New Year, the eldest sister will send you to study." ”

A group of people talked, except for the county seat. Because the car is heavy and deep, most of the roads outside the city are dirt roads, and the walk is not fast.

Because both cars were loaded with fabrics, Wang Yue planned to get off at Buzhuang by himself and ask his men to help Zhang Yun transport the fabrics back to Shoushan Village. This guy Wang Xiaoge happened to have relatives in Sun's house, and stayed at a relative's house at night.

When I was about to arrive at Qingle Town, the sky suddenly darkened, and a strong wind blew in an instant. For a while, the sand and rocks were flying, so it was not enthusiastic.

"Come on, we have to find a place to avoid it quickly, otherwise these two carts of fabric will be ruined!" Wang Yue hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse!

Zhang Yun hurriedly said: "Is it too late to get to the town now?" Before the words fell, the raindrops above his head fell in large drops.

"Quick, there's an abandoned land temple in front of you, let's go hide first. Wang Yue took the lead and drove over.

Zhang Yun hurriedly drove the donkey cart to follow. Turning a few big trees, I saw a dilapidated courtyard in front of me. Although the courtyard is dilapidated, it can be seen that it was originally very large.

As soon as the donkey cart stopped under the gate, it crackled outside and began to rain heavily! The evil gate under this rain not only fell heavily, but also blew with a strong wind, and the gate shook and swayed. Fortunately, the rain was blowing from outside the door, and most of the rain was blocked out of the gate.

There are half-human-tall weeds growing in the yard, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time. In the middle is a small room with a statue of the god enshrined, who is the father of the land.

"If I tell me the reason why this yard is deserted, I guess you will be scared away at once. Wang Yue joked.

Hongmei became energetic when she heard it: "Speak quickly, let's listen to it." Zhang Yun smiled helplessly.

Xiaofeng and Xiaoxiu stared at each other, and they also wanted to hear it, but they were a little scared, so they had to hold on to the corner of Zhang Yun's clothes tightly. Zhang Yun said to Wang Yue: "Brother Wang, you can talk quickly, otherwise my clothes will be torn by them." ”

A few people found a dry place, sat casually, and formed a circle. Wang Yue picked up the folding fan and began to speak: "Once upon a time, there was a county order, when he came to take office, he was killed by robbers, and he was in this temple, and I heard that his soul is still here." After that, he looked at everyone expressionlessly.

Everyone pricked up their ears and waited for a long time, and then they didn't see Wang Yue say a word.

"It's over?" Zhang Yun realized that it was a bad joke, because her goosebumps were about to fall off.

Wang Yue nodded as a matter of course: "It's over." ”

"You're fooling us!" Hongmei was very angry, because she had raised so much energy, just this sentence, the story is over?

Xiaoxiu looked at Wang Yue with disdain: "You are so stupid, you can't tell a story." After that, he raised his face, "My eldest sister tells the best story." ”

Wang Yue's face was black, how could he be despised by a doll, but angry, really angry. I obviously said it very comprehensively!

Alas, what a good atmosphere, the sky was dark, the rain was pouring down, the cold wind was hanging, and the weather that was most suitable for telling ghost stories was ruined by Wang Yue......

"Okay, okay, I don't want to hear it. Don't talk about it, next time!" Hongmei said busily, the story of the last time made her not sleep well for several days. As soon as I lay on the bed, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine, and I couldn't help but want to look under the bed, and I was afraid that there was really a "person" sleeping in the same bed with me. Later, I had to run to squeeze a kang with her sister-in-law and let her eldest brother sleep on her small bamboo bed! Zhang Guocai was very depressed, yes, he felt very bad......

Now the result is that Hongmei doesn't dare to listen to Zhang Yun's story.

Xiaofeng Xiaoxiu had to pull Zhang Yun to tell the story, Zhang Yun smiled and said, "Okay, it just happened to be raining today." It is said that the rain is the dragon spreading the water, so I will tell a story about the dragon. ”

"Once upon a time, there was a man named Ye Zigao who was very fond of dragons. So much so that on his clothes, on his shoes, on his sword, on his wine glasses, and even on the beams of his house...... As long as he uses everything, he draws dragons. When the dragon in the sky knew about it, one day it rained, and he came down from the sky to Ye Zigao's house, stretched out his head to see, and even his tail went to the hall. Ye Zigao looked at it, Mom, he was frightened, the whole person lost his soul, his hands and feet trembled, and he didn't dare to look at the dragon anymore. ”

"I know, this Ye Gao likes dragons on the surface, but in fact, he just likes things like dragons, which is his own imagination, not real dragons. Right?" Komine stated.

What a smart brother.

Hongmei came back to her senses: "Da Yun, you dead girl, you are changing your way to hurt me!" said that she was going to beat Zhang Yun.

"Good aunt, I was wrong!" Zhang Yun hurriedly begged for mercy.

Everyone laughed.

Wang Yue pulled out his fan, clapped his hands and said, "Definitely." Ye Gong is not a pretentious person, he wants to raise soldiers and develop agriculture when Ye Gong was in power, so that hundreds of thousands of acres of local farmland can be irrigated. Moreover, he was not obsessed with the powerful and understood the righteousness: he led his troops to quell Bai Gongsheng's rebellion, thus stabilizing the Chu regime. Later, for the long-term stability of the Chu State, he gave up his position to others. What a gentleman!"

"And this is the case?" Zhang Yunqi said, "It seems that I am lonely and unheard!"

Who can say clearly about the characters in history, just like Chen Shimei, everyone in the world said that he abandoned his wife in order to get promoted and make a fortune, and was put on the case. In fact, Chen Shimei is a good official who is honest and upright, because of the jealousy of his fellow villagers, he imposed on him the so-called dislike of the poor and the love of the rich, killing his wife and children. This is not only that jumping into the Yellow River will not be able to wash it away, but it will still be muddy after hundreds of thousands of years in the river! Fortunately, future generations still have some brains, and Chen Shimei is not sung on Beimen Street, and Qin Xianglian is not sung in Qinjialou. Otherwise, Brother Chen will have to be wronged until the next century.

Is it the truth that merits and demerits are left to future generations? Time is the only criterion for testing the truth, and time is also the only quicksand that buries the truth.

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