Li Wen's face was scraped by Changsun Hong with a bamboo knife, and the feeling of the sharp blade scraping the skin made this fart kid bold, all the gentlemen are the masters who eat hard and do not eat soft, they are arrogant and domineering on weekdays, and when they see someone who is more ruthless than themselves, they look like a quail, not to mention that Li Wen is still a gentleman in the township, and he has never seen the world.

Changsun Hong's sudden outburst had already surprised him, and the threat of the knife against his face at this moment had wiped out his last trace of anger and arrogance, and cowardice and fear occupied his heart, after all, he was still a child.

"Knives, knives, knives!" Li Wen shouted, with a trill: "Don't dare, don't dare, there is no next time, there is no next time." ”

The repeated confessions of mistakes made Changsun Hong very satisfied, he retracted his big feet, squinted at Li Wu and Li Chongjin and asked, "What about you?" ”

The eldest brother is cowardly, what else can I do? The two of them stood up in fear, far away, looking at Changsun Hong, who was sitting on the table with a big sword and golden horse, and said in a low voice: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Changsun Hong nodded, got up with a smile, put the bamboo knife back in its place, came back and kicked Li Wen's buttocks, who was squatting with his lower body, and shouted: "Clean up here, listen to me in the future, and you will not be guilty of the past, otherwise, I will see you beating you once at a time, understand?" ”

The three of them agreed, Li Wu and Li Chong came in, pulled Li Wen up, and began to reluctantly clean up the house that was messed up by the fight, and secretly glanced at Changsun Hong from time to time, as if he had not yet recovered from the sudden change in status.

Changsun Hong didn't bother to pay attention to them, he understood, these three guys don't look strong, but they are embroidered pillows, bullying those who dare not fight back, it is okay to bully those who dare to fight back, as soon as they meet the ruthless and dare to play with their lives, as long as they make the appearance of eating people, these three guys will never dare to harass themselves again.

His table, which was the last low table, was almost next to the door, which showed that Changsun Hong's status was not high here, but it didn't matter, he walked over and sat down cross-legged, muttering about the tables and chairs that were used outside, why were the mats still used here. He took off the blanket from his shoulders and took out the same things.

The three beaten village gentlemen tidied up the house, and sat down in their places in whispers, and no one dared to speak loudly, although there were four people sitting in the room, it was very quiet.

As soon as the eldest grandson Hong poured the water from the small clay pot into the inkstone, he heard the door of the book house be opened, and a white-bearded old man came in with square steps, he was holding two books, dressed in a green robe, with a soft horned head on his head, a long beard fluttering, and a serious face, and he knew at a glance that he was a rigid old pedant.

Seeing that the four children were sitting quietly in their positions in an orderly manner, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, and said with a white beard: "Today is good, quiet as this, some people look like scholars." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and swept his eyes, immediately straightened his face again, threw the book at Fang Ji, and frowned at Changsun Hong, who was sitting behind, and scolded: "Changsun Hong, how did you sit?" Not a spark of decency! ”

Li Wen and the others looked back gloatingly, and laughed one after another, only to see the eldest grandson Hongda sitting cross-legged on the mat, stupidly unclear, looking at the master in a daze.

"Sit on your knees! Sit on your knees! The white-bearded master Zhou Lang blew his beard and glared: "The more I learn, the more I go back." ”

Only then did Changsun Hong come to his senses, looked at the way Li Wen and the others were sitting, withdrew his legs and knelt down, sat on the heels of his feet, and his waist was straight.

Zhou Lang gave up at this time, snorted in his nostrils, and said disdainfully: "When you read the book of sages, you should look like a saint, you can't sit well, how can you read?" If you come like this nonsense, you have to eat the ring ruler. ”

If the eldest grandson Hongruo was silent, he felt that his buttocks were panicked, and his legs were sore and numb after a while, and he scolded the feudal rites a hundred times with hatred in his heart.

Zhou Lang knelt down behind Fang Ji in front of him, touched the table with both hands, looked at the four children expressionlessly, and asked, "A few days ago, let each of you go back and write a poem as a homework, have you done it?" ”

Except for Changsun Hong, the other three replied in unison: "It's done." ”

Zhou Lang found out that there was a huge red mark on Li Chongjin's face, and he couldn't help but snort again, thinking that this kid was naughty again, but outside of class, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't go to delve into it, just said: "Hand in the lyrics." ”

Li Wen and the three of them stepped forward in turn, handed the paper with the text written on it to Fang Ji, Zhou Lang looked at Changsun Hong, who was not moving, and frowned again: "Changsun Hong, what about yours?" ”

The three village gentlemen exchanged glances with each other, looked back at Changsun Hong, and secretly grimaced at him with a smile waiting for him to come out.

The eldest grandson Hong came here to study, but for two or three months, he didn't even know all the words, and his understanding was ordinary, and he was never liked by the master, and he was regarded as a dispensable student, and he never paid attention to it, and let him go like a transparent person.

This will ask him to hand in the script, but if you ask casually, under normal circumstances, Changsun Hong will answer that he has not made it, and he will hit his palm ten times with a ring ruler, and that's it.

Zhou Lang's hand had already touched the bamboo ring ruler, and sure enough, the eldest grandson Hong touched the blanket a few times, but didn't touch anything, raised his head, and replied helplessly: "Teacher, I didn't write." ”

Li Wen and the other three smiled even happier, as expected, Master Zhou's face sank, and he shouted: "The homework of ten days ago has not been completed today, how can you succeed in studying like this?" Come here, take the ring ruler! ”

Changsun Hong struggled to get up from the paralyzed state of his legs, lowered his head and passed, Zhou Fuzi glared, and hit ten times in a row in his outstretched palm, which made Changsun Hong squeak his teeth and grin, so happy that Li Wen and the three of them couldn't close their mouths.

"Ten times this time, next time I forget my homework, just stand outside, and the master will not teach the stubborn." Zhou Lang said solemnly, waving his hand in disgust: "Go back and sit down and see what others say!" ”

The eldest grandson Hong pinched the beaten left hand, bent down to salute, gritted his teeth and walked back to sit on his knees, and greeted the women in Master Zhou's family a hundred times in his heart.

Lao Tzu just came over, how do you know what bird homework you assigned ten days ago? The deity of this body can't even recognize all the words, and he still has to compose words, are you kidding?

Master Zhou waited for him to sit down and instructed the four of them: "You first copy the "University", and then come back to study after I finish your homework." ”

Several people agreed "yes", and began to copy on their own paper, Changsun Hong pinched the brush, looked at the book, paused, and saw that everyone else began to copy, only to sigh, crookedly began to write calligraphy.

Brush and the hard pen calligraphy of later generations, very different, the eldest grandson Hong's pen writing is very good, but not good at the brush, this time I have to stare at the strength, luck in the wrist, take out Zhang Fei's embroidery kung fu, serious writing.

A piece of straw paper, quickly written, Changsun Hong was already covered with sweat as if he had a fight, looking at the lines of ink on the paper that he didn't know what font, and sighed that this calligraphy is indeed not so easy to learn, it seems that he will have to step up his practice in the future, otherwise he can't be a semi-literate person.

Flicking his wrist, Changsun Hong peeked forward, only to see that Master Zhou in front of him was also blowing his beard and glaring, his face was flushed, and he was panting for breath while pinching a stack of manuscripts in his hand, as if he was on the verge of exploding.

"Bullshit, bullshit!" In the next second, Zhou Fuzi finally got angry, he slapped Fang Ji, and the inkstone ink strips jumped all over the table, and he scolded in his mouth: "What is written, I didn't even press the rhyme." ”

He raised a manuscript in his hand and said angrily to Li Wen in the front row: "Li Wen, what are you writing about this 'Linjiang Immortal'?" The upper and lower rhymes are asymmetrical, the modulation is not separated, and even the name of the word card is wrong, and there are several typos! ”

Li Wen shrank his head and didn't dare to make a sound, and Master Zhou picked up the other two articles to read, and was even more angry, drawing countless crosses on the paper with a pen, scolding Li Wu and Li Chongjin to the point of blood, picking up the ring ruler, and ordering the three of them to go up and receive it together.

This time it was the turn of Changsun Hong to be happy, watching Li Wen and the three of them being beaten and howling, a happy mood traveled through his chest and abdomen.

After the fight, Master Zhou pushed the paper on the square table and said angrily: "I won't study today, everyone will copy the "University" scripture again, go back and make another poem, and tomorrow will be like this today, and be punished heavily!" ”