Hu Shui and the other young people didn't see the scene of Liang Chuan's family moving money, otherwise they would be even more touched. The days forced him to fight the idea of a tiger, and if life was going well, who would want to roll on the knife.

It turned out to be a joyful wine, but it drank several different flavors, several young people had a sense of resentment in their chests, there was nowhere to vent, the mud beard sighed that things were wrong, Li Chuyi was reluctant to speak, He Baozheng was originally happy, but seeing the situation of the brothers was not a taste, Liang Chuan didn't dare to behave when he got it, and each had his own heart, and the more he drank, the more bitter the wine became.

A few people only drank a few cups, and ate a full meal, so that they could go back. He Baozheng wanted to stay with them overnight, but he was afraid of accidents on the mountain road, and he said that there were many days of spending the night in the mountains with the sky as the night and the earth as the bed, and he was afraid of walking at night. He Baozheng saw that Hu Shui and a few young people saw their situation, and his heart fluctuated too much, he originally saw that a few of them did not deal with each other, and the next generation was like a mountain, and there was nothing to climb, so if he couldn't stay, he would leave.

He Baozheng was holding the rough hand of the mud beard, full of mouths, and then looking at his sparse silver hair, he was the youngest of the three, but now he was the oldest. Looking at his old brother, holding hands but unable to say a word, his eyes were as red as lanterns, Li Chuyi just watched quietly, but the silent scene made people even more sad.

However, after a few masters from Luocheng came back, they looked at the firecrackers under the camphor tree outside, and then looked at Liang Chuan's outfit, so they asked what happened to the tiger today, and whether the owner was injured. He Baozheng hadn't drunk enough of the happy wine, so he pulled Zhao Dafa and a few people to drink with the story, and he told it vividly, adding a lot of oil and vinegar, and he could hear that a few Luocheng masters were shocked and immersive.

The heroic deeds of Liangchuan fighting the tiger are like folk legends today, like a folk legend, spreading out in all directions, and the unknown small village of Helu has also entered everyone's field of vision. There are also more and more anecdotes about Liang Chuan.

It began to be rumored among the people that this little beggar was the incarnation of the mountain god, and he should have died when he went into the mountain to chop wood, but the mountain god was reincarnated as Liang Chuan, not only was he seriously injured and did not come out of a month, but he met a tiger in the mountain, and the tiger obediently crashed into Liang Chuan's face, which made Liang Chuan's fame.

But everyone also knows that this is also to deceive people who don't know, Feng Ying, the big mouth, told the story of that day from beginning to end in the village, and it took a long time to kill the tiger. The mountain god showed a fart, and the old lady of the mountain god who had that guy didn't have to pull a crotch that day, or Liang Chuan was brave.

The days to come are still as dull as ever, but Liang Chuan's image in everyone's eyes has become transcendent. If you can read and write in the countryside, everyone respects you, but people who are not greedy for life and death are afraid of death and sacrifice their lives to be a person, and people with good skills, will really make everyone admire you in their hearts. Liang Chuan took these people up the mountain but did not abandon them, and these rural people would completely recognize him in their hearts.

What is rare is that Meng Liangchen also came to see him.

At this time, Meng Liangchen was in his early twenties, young and handsome, Liang Chuan gave people a feeling of violence, and this Meng Liangchen was a standard scholar.

Meng Liangchen has never been out of the house since he left Xinghua, and he has been studying sages at home all day, he is not the kind of aspiring young man who can change his original intention by saying a few words from Liang Chuan, on the contrary, his direction is too clear, his pursuit has never changed, and he is becoming more and more determined.

There are thousands of bells in the book, but there is no one in the rice jar at the moment. In the past, Meng Liangchen might have starved to death directly at home and was unmoved, but he ran into Liang Chuan. This seemingly reckless but wise and foolish person with the world in his heart, some of his own values are affected by him, and he seems to have been touched. At this time, he will not be so stupid as to starve himself to death, life is not only poetry and distance, but also the current Gou and not.

Meng Liangchen is still dressed in a clean Confucian suit, and he didn't go out of his way to clean it up, but he feels very clean, he has a pair of very clear eyes, Liang Chuan is a little fascinated when he sees it, Liang Chuan has never seen such a person in the future.

Liang Chuan was still basking in the sun at home as usual and chopping firewood, and the wood for making the sand table was almost ready. And Zhao Jinyu also began to plan, and there were already some sand tables in the yard. Liang Chuan tried, put the sand in, take a small bamboo root, the font should not be too small, the words written on it are the same as the blackboard, and then use the bamboo root to wipe it after writing, and the sand table will return to its original state, and you can continue to write. This can save a lot of paper, ink and pen, for this small academy, a day may be a small expense, but education is a hundred years of planning, how much money can be saved in a hundred years.

Yi Niang and they will greet him with a smile when they see Meng Liangchen coming, Liang Chuan told them, if a person in our place has achievements in the future, the highest achievement may be this little scholar, and you must not slack off when you see others. A few people won't either, because this young man gives them the feeling that he has a temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world, too clean and too detached.

When a few people saw Meng Liangchen, they wouldn't call him Gongzi, they wouldn't call him a scholar, and they wouldn't call me messily, everyone would respectfully call him sir. Sir, it represents intellectuals, not only talented, but also a profession of teaching and educating people. Liang Chuan is just a little casual, how to call it if he likes, if others scream indiscriminately, they will also be glared at by Liang Chuan.

Yi Niang is very strange, this Mr. Meng gave her a very high feeling and cold arrogance. Now that the breath is gone, it makes people feel very easy, and she doesn't feel that she hasn't read so much pressure when she touches it.

Meng Liangchen walked in, and Yi Niang brought him a stool. Meng Liangchen moved a stool next to Liang Chuan and sat down, Liang Chuan glanced at him and said, "Come on." ”

"Here we go." Meng Liangchen smiled slightly.

"Something at home?"

"I'm looking for you to borrow food, I can't hold it anymore." Meng Liangchen's voice did not change, his voice was a little loud, and he could hear all the women around him, with a smile on his face. For a while, several people didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that they had heard it wrong. Scholars don't bend their waists for five buckets of rice, but this Meng Liangchen came with his mouth open, okay. It's so free and easy, and there is no sense of burden at all.

Liang Chuan didn't wave, he didn't even have a little expression on his face, as if he had known that this would happen, and before he put down the work in his hand, he turned his head and said to Yi Niang, "Yi Niang, go and get a hundred taels of silver for Mr. Meng." ”

As soon as Liang Chuan spoke, this arrogance conquered everyone. Meng Liangchen was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said, "It seems to be a bit much, just borrow a few taels of silver first." ”

Liang Chuan glanced at him and said: "Buy more good ones, make up for your body and your mother, reading books every day consumes your body, do you know why the reader has a short life, that is, the body is too seriously consumed and has not been made up, the revolution has not been completed, and the body should not collapse first." ”

"But it's too much." Meng Liangchen was still a little embarrassed.

"More, take a little more, so that you can't pull your face and run to me every day. Your wife can't do work when she's old, my house hasn't been built yet, and I don't know when school will start, and there is still a period of time to survive, be prepared and be safe! ”

Meng Liangchen was happy. Yi Niang walked over with a large sack and a large bag of silver, and the sound of the silver colliding was a little dull. A big bag full of money is not a small amount at first glance. He was not polite, took it and took it, and said to Yi Niang: "Thank you, sister-in-law." ”

Yi Niang's face was like a flower, she didn't dare to say much, and quietly went back to make her bamboo weaving.

Meng Liangchen put the silver next to the stool, looked up at the sky, and wanted to say something to Liang Chuan, but chatting seemed like a heavy responsibility to him, and he thought for a long time before he said a sentence: "I heard that you killed the tiger?" ”

"yes, you've heard that, too." Liang Chuan smiled at Meng Liangchen, just like a trivial matter, not enough to worry about.

"Well, I also heard that your sudden retrospective is a good word, worthy of eternity." Meng Liangchen said again.

"Yes, Xiucai knows the world without going out, and the gossip is very well-informed." Liang Chuan was a little impressed.

"People are always changing." Meng Liangchen snorted.

Liang Chuan didn't say anything, Meng Liangchen himself can understand this truth, it is better than anything else.

"I want to teach here for the rest of my life, and I'm quite calm."

At this time, Liang Chuan slowly put down the axe, and then looked at Meng Liangchen and said to him meaningfully: "Don't underestimate the position of Mr. You may not know him, but I know a great minister through the ages, he also started from a rural teacher, and even worked hard to get full, but such a person, never forgetting his origin, not forgetting his ancestors, and being cautious and slightly stunned is to be a veteran of the Five Dynasties, two emperors, and a powerful minister for forty-three years, and has always fought for the country and the people on the front line of politics. When the great task falls on your shoulders, I hope you are ready, this is not a trivial matter, the hidden dragon must be dormant before ascending to heaven. ”

Meng Liangchen has read all the scriptures and history, the three emperors and the five emperors have never heard of such a big man until now, his eyes blinked twice, and he looked at Liang Chuan sincerely, as if questioning this story.

"Don't believe it, I've been around a lot of historical forums, and this story comes from real people and real stories." Liang Chuan said seriously: "This person is not simple, this six-year-old mother who remarried was asked by his stepfather to change his sex, and he knew how to secretly worship his ancestors at the age of eight, and even his stepfather was moved by him and helped him restore his original surname." What were you doing when you were eight years old! ”

"I'm writing on the street."

"Uhhhh You're not bad either. Liang Chuan added: "If you are good, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be good alone, if you are ambitious, you will not be in old age, and when the time comes, you can realize your ambitions, and it is not necessarily a good thing to be famous at a young age." ”