Xu Xuan came to the tree again, and saw that Cheng Fang was still playing against the scribe, Xu Xuan bowed down and said, "I've seen the teacher."

Cheng Fang pinched a chess piece, and was worried about not knowing where to put it, when he saw Xu Xuan coming, he just nodded, "You go to the side to read the book first, and when I finish playing with him, I will test your homework in the school."

Xu Xuan responded, then sat at the stone table on the side, picked up the poetry in his hand, and turned it up, to tell the truth, since he came back from Hangzhou, where did he have time to read, so today Cheng Fang wants to test Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan is ready to be reprimanded, at this time he heard the teacher let him read, he hurriedly picked up the book and read it,

Xu Xuan crossed into the world of the white snake, he didn't have any more powerful physique, nor did he have an extraordinary memory, he was still ordinary, and the only thing he hadn't given up was the ability to sharpen the gun in battle that he had practiced since he was a child. Originally, he had memorized this poem once, but because he had read it for a while, his memory was a little vague, but after he turned it over like this, he had already memorized it thoroughly.

Xu Xuangang finished translating the Book of Poetry, but Cheng Fang threw the chess pieces in his hand onto the chessboard, "Forget it, if I don't play with you, I can't win every time I play with you, it's so boring."

The scribe, who had been silent, heard Cheng Fang say this, and immediately laughed, "There are already winners and losers in the game, why do you care so much?"

When he said this, he did turn to look at Xu Xuan, "You student, this time you are actually sharpening your gun, such a useless student, you can actually teach this old man?" ”

The scribe's words made Xu Xuan speechless for a while, you two old men just play chess, what's the matter with me? How did you implicate me? At that moment, he did shake his head and said, "This gentleman's words are wrong, Mr. is not standing next to me, how do you know that I am sharpening my gun in battle, not Wen Shu?" But Master Fang Cai told me, let me read the book on the side, what's wrong with me doing this? ”

This scribe was robbed by Xu Xuan for a while, but he was not angry, but laughed loudly, "Haha, no wonder you, an old man, avoid the court, you have to come here, this son really has the same temperament as you,"

Cheng Fang on the side scolded with a smile: "You call me an old man, you old guy is just a good look, are you younger than me now?" ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Fang said with a straight face, "Xu Xuan, this is a friend of the teacher, as for the name, I won't talk about it, it is also his son and nephew who are sick, and he has been treated in Beijing for many years, and the symptoms are not to say that they have been reduced, but they are getting more and more serious, so when the master went to Hangzhou, he met him, and specially invited him to come here and let you diagnose what kind of disease it is." ”

Xu Xuan groaned slightly: "I don't know where this patient is?" ”

The scribe's face also became heavy at this time, Xu Xuan could even feel an invisible momentum, wrapping himself in it, he pondered a little, and knew that this scribe was probably a person who had been in power for a long time, otherwise there would never be this kind of aura of being in the top position for a long time.

At this time, the scribe still had the same indifference as he did at the beginning, but said with a little nervousness, "Xiao'er is in this courtyard now,"

Xu Xuan stood up and said, "Let's go, let's take a look at the patient, I haven't seen anyone, everything I say is false after all"

At that moment, someone was leading Xu Xuan in the direction of the guest room, and this scribe and Cheng Fang slowly followed behind them. Cheng Fang is still honest as an official, so there is no extra silver around him, this courtyard is not big, through this garden, just a few steps, to this guest room, as soon as he entered the door, Xu Xuan couldn't help frowning, only to see this table, sitting a man about sixteen or seventeen years old, skinny as wood, yellow muscles.

When the man saw everyone coming in, he stood up from the stool with difficulty, and arched his hand at Cheng Fang and said, "Shibo, please forgive Qingfeng for being weak and unable to salute."

Cheng Fang seemed to see this man for the first time, and suddenly exclaimed, "Qingfeng, how did you become like this?" ”

The young man, when he heard Cheng Fang exclaim, just smiled bitterly, "My body, since I fled from the north, my body is not as good as it was a day, and my diet has gradually decreased a lot." Su Ri is even more loose stools, abdominal pain, diarrhea will only be relieved a little.

At first, it was okay, but later, even when walking, I felt empty in my abdomen, short of breath and fatigue, and even when I was out, I would even take out the intestines in my abdomen.

Originally, according to my original intention, I was asked to wait for death at home peacefully, but my father and brothers insisted on treating me, but many famous doctors in Hangzhou, my father has invited them all, but my situation is getting worse. “

"Confused!" At this time, the scribe standing aside opened his mouth and scolded

The young man pursed his lips when he heard the scribe's reprimand, but he didn't speak, the scribe took a breath, suppressed his emotions, and then continued, "Ding'er, for my father, you are depressed in your heart, seeing that my Han people are in this golden man, pigs and dogs might as well live a slave-like life." However, now that the Jin people have completely died and become an iron horse of my Great Song Dynasty, why should you bother to indulge in the past? ”

The young man smiled bitterly, "Forget, how can you forget?" I watched countless women from good families in my Great Song Dynasty being toyed with by this Jin man, reduced to prostitution, and even ten women exchanged for a horse, countless loyal ministers were wantonly abused and killed by this Jin man, and I even watched Roufu being taken away by the Jin people in front of my eyes, but I didn't move......"

At this point, the boy was already sobbing quietly.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, and the scribes and Cheng Fang were silent, this Jingkang's shame was not only a shame for this young man, but also a shame for them scholars. This sense of humiliation made it impossible for them to persuade at all.

Xu Xuan sighed, from the time he came in, he heard these people talk about it, and he vaguely guessed that this person was the person who fled back from the north, at this time he heard this young man say this, but his heart was extremely depressed, modern people hated the crimes of the Japanese invaders in the land of China during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, but in this era, they heard and knew the cruelty of the Jin people, which was not much better than the Japanese invaders.

At the beginning, the northerners who fled to the south planned to go north for revenge, but what made many Song people helpless was that before their northern expedition was successful, the Jin people had been destroyed by the Mongols...... This feeling of wanting revenge, but in the end the enemy is already dead, makes people almost collapse. There is nowhere to revenge, there is nowhere to retribution, there is nowhere to redress grievances, how painful is this feeling? Therefore, it is not difficult to understand that this young man has what he looks like today.

Compared with this result, modern people should actually be thankful, after all, the enemy of the Japanese invaders still exists in this world.