"Liu Yong, why didn't you come to school yesterday afternoon?"

"Didn't I tell you that my dad was back? Pen ~ fun ~ Mr. www.biquge.info Pavilion didn't find out. ”

"Liar, your dad didn't come back yesterday."

"What am I lying to you for, really."

"My second uncle only came back from Hebei last night, and when he had dinner in the morning, he said that he saw your father's convoy when he crossed the river yesterday, and he was too slow to go, so it was impossible for your father to arrive home yesterday."

"So what are you doing?"

Liu Yong muttered quietly.

"My dad is back, don't I have to prepare in advance?"

Liu Yong said quibly.

"What are you two muttering there?"

Mr. Meng, who was checking the completion of the students' homework, turned his head to look at Liu Yong and Yang Zhang, who were sitting in the middle of the middle, and scolded in a stern voice.

Mr. Meng is a thin old man, wearing a light gray shirt made of Shu brocade looks a little swaying on his body, and the flat-soled cloth shoes are clean and abnormal, and he barely makes a sound when he walks, this elusive kung fu often startles the students who are distracted in class - so a few mischievous guys in the private school call Mr. Meng "Meng Banxian" in private.

"No, nothing ......"

Liu Yong was feeling weak because he was found out about being absent from school yesterday, and he was scolded by Mr. and jumped a lot, and subconsciously denied it. Without waiting for Liu Yong to finish speaking, Yang Zhang interrupted.

"Liu Yong and I are reviewing the article that Mr. said."

"Oh? Okay, Yang Zhang, you can memorize the article I talked about yesterday morning. ”

"Meng Banxian" said with his hands behind his back.

"The so-called peaceful world is governing the country, the old and the people are filial piety, the people are long and the people are prosperous, and the people are lonely, and the people are not doubled, which is the way of a gentleman and a gentleman......

Therefore, the gentleman is cautious and virtuous. There are people who are virtuous, there are people who have soil, there is land and there is wealth, and there is wealth and usefulness. ”

Mr. Meng nodded lightly, his wrinkled face soothed a little, motioned for Yang Zhang to sit down, and then looked at Liu Yong, who was sitting next to Yang Zhang, and said:

"You can memorize what I taught you yesterday afternoon."

"This ......"

Liu Yong was dumbfounded, he was absent from class yesterday afternoon and didn't come, just now he was still glad that he was not found by Mr. and escaped, but who expected that he would be planted again immediately.

Liu Yong half-sideways looked at Yang Zhang, who had just sat down and took the opportunity to make a grimace at himself, and kept squeezing his eyes, wanting Yang Zhang to help his subordinates.

But Yang Zhang didn't seem to see it, he sat upright, and read the book on his desk seriously.

"Huh? Why don't you carry it? ”

Mr. Meng's tone was a little unkind, he put the book he opened on a table beside him, took out a one-foot-long wooden ruler from his sleeve with his right hand, and patted it gently on his left hand.

A few beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Liu Yong's forehead. Mr. Meng's teaching is famous for his harshness among the many private school teachers in the south of the city. Often students make a slight mistake, and they add a wooden ruler, and Liu Yong is not less slapped in the palm of his hand.

"It's ....... This ......."

"You can't carry it, do you?"

Mr. Meng walked towards Liu Yong with a ring ruler.

"Sir, I will carry it, I will carry it...... I just didn't think about it for a while. ”

Watching Mr. Meng walk in step by step, Liu Yong's left palm seemed to be swollen, swollen and painful, and the "terrible" memories of being slapped in the palm of his hand surfaced in front of him.

"And learned to lie to you!

I didn't see you come to school all afternoon yesterday, how could I carry it! Honestly, where were you yesterday afternoon? ”

Liu Yong was like a frightened quail, with his neck shrunk, standing on the seat in a daze, bowing his head and not daring to look at Mr. Meng.

"My dad is back, I'm going to pick him up."

Liu Yong stiffened his head and said luckily.

"Nonsense!

Your mother just asked someone to send me a message, saying that she wanted you to leave school half an hour early today to pick up your father. ”

Liu Yong secretly screamed that it was over! Only then did I remember that my mother had mentioned it when I went out today, and I forgot about it.

Mr. Meng was so angry with Liu Yong that the wooden ruler slammed on the table beside him, and with a snap, the students in the room jumped down. After a while, a curious little head came in from outside the door, but then he was glared back by Mr. Meng's eyes fiercely - it was Mr. Meng's little granddaughter.

Cheng Ziyan said that people cannot stand in the world without faithfulness. You are full of lies at this young age, how can you be promising? Hands out! Meng Fuzi held up the wooden ruler and said sharply.

Liu Yong trembled and stretched out his left hand.

"Smack-"

Ten times in a row, the other students in the room were also terrified.

"Copy "University" five times, and give it to me tomorrow morning!"

"Closed tomorrow ......"

"Then the day after tomorrow!"

......

"You don't care about righteousness and frame me!"

On the way home, Yang Zhang followed Liu Yong all the time.

"Where did I frame you, it's obvious that 'Meng Banxian' found out that you were absent from class, and I didn't report it."

Yang Zhang explained innocently.

"If you hadn't said that we were studying, 'Meng Banxian' wouldn't have let me endorse it."

"You're not the only one who gets beaten like that."

"You!"

Liu Yong looked at Yang Zhang's seemingly innocent expression, and felt as annoying as the ugliest imp in the Nu dance, or the most annoying imp in the large-scale Nu dance performance in the Daxiangguo Temple every year.

"Don't follow me, I don't know you unrighteous person."

Liu Yong pushed away Yang Zhang, who was following him all the way, and said angrily.

"Where did I follow you, my family is also in this direction."

Yang Zhang was almost pushed by Liu Yong, and after standing firm, he quickly chased after him.

"Then stay away from me."

"The street is not built by your family, I can go wherever I want, you can take care of it?"

"Y-huh!"

Liu Yong sped up and wanted to stay away from Yang Zhang in the spirit of not going and I go, but Yang Zhang and the sticky plaster generally followed.

"Where the hell did you go yesterday?"

The two chased after each other, crossed the Baokangmen Bridge, walked west along the Cai River, and entered a little more away from home, Yang Zhang couldn't help but ask.

"Why should I tell you?"

Liu Yong pouted and said bluntly.

"Isn't it a brother......

"It's not!"

"Do you want to be angry?"

"Don't talk about it!"

......

"Help me copy "University" five times, and I'll tell you."

Follow the Cai River until you reach the Longjin Bridge, turn to the wide royal street, the tall Suzaku Gate in the north is already in sight, and you can vaguely see the night market on both sides of the Royal Street under the Suzaku Gate that has begun to be busy in the distance, Liu Yong suddenly stopped and turned around, Yang Zhang followed closely, did not react for a while, and almost hit Liu Yong.

"Hey, why are you like that?" Meng Banxian punished you for copying, why did you let me write it? ”

"Didn't my hands get swollen, oops—it hurts.

How to write? Besides, I was beaten and punished today, and it was because of you. ”

Liu Yong stretched out his red left hand and stretched it out in front of Yang Zhang, the marks made by the ruler had not completely faded, and they were superficially superimposed on the palm of his hand, and Yang Zhang felt a tingling pain when he saw it.

"Hey, why did you rely on me? Also, your left hand is swollen, what's the matter with writing? ”

"Am I left-handed? Also, do you want to know where I went yesterday afternoon? I told you, it's fun, I'm going to go tomorrow when I'm off. If you don't write, I'll go. ”

After speaking, Liu Yong put the bag wrapped in paper and pen in his right hand under the armpit of his right arm, turned his head and was about to leave.

"Hey, don't go. Can't I write it for you? But just your ugly words, help you write them, and they will be discovered by 'Meng Banxian'. ”

"You can't write ugly, stupid!"

"Take me tomorrow."

"Deal!

Ahh Hurt! Hurt! ”

Liu Yong snickered like a profiteer who had made a business, stretched out his left hand without a package, forgot for a while that he was swollen by "Meng Banxian", and high-fived Yang Zhang, and the screams resounded through several chambers.

"I'm back."

Liu Yong separated from Yang Zhang at Longjin Bridge, and then went straight to the north and hurried home. The door was not closed, and as soon as he entered, Liu Yong shouted.

Liu Yong's family in Kaifeng Outer City South Zhuque Gate east of a small alley close to the Zhouqiao Night Market, five wooden tile houses have only been renovated for four or five years, a carriage is parked in the small half-acre yard, a horse shed is built under the courtyard wall on the east side, two short horses with messy coats are quietly gnawing the hay in the manger, one is not very old, the other has no fat on the belly, and the wet hair has just been brushed.

"Where's my dad?"

"I changed my clothes in the house. Brother Yong, didn't you ask someone to bring a message to Mr. Meng, today I want you to leave school half an hour early and go to Xinzhengmen to pick up your father. ”

Mu Shi was serving food out of the kitchen room, and the table in the main hall was already filled with most of the sumptuous dishes, and the smell made Liu Yong, who was already a little hungry for a long time, swallow a few mouthfuls of foam. Liu Yong followed his mother into the main hall, threw the bag on the chair on the side, sat directly at the dining table, and reached out to grab a piece of rabbit leg meat.

"No rules, go wash your hands first, and wait for your father to eat together."

Mu Shi put the plate in his hand on the table, saw Liu Yong's smug behavior, stretched out his hand and patted Liu Yong's paw and said.

"Oh."

Liu Yong withdrew his right hand in a daze, stood up, and walked towards the well. As he walked, he vaguely answered his mother's question just now.

"Today's sir teaches a new article, which is very important, and I can't leave in advance."

"Really?"

Mu asked suspiciously.

"Really! It's more real than the gold bracelet my dad gave you! ”

Liu Yong scooped a scoop of water from the water tank next to the well, first carefully washed down his left hand that didn't know when the swelling would go down with the cold well water, not only comfortable but also stinging, Liu Yong snorted, and then wiped his face with his right hand, then threw the scoop back into the water tank, reached out and grabbed the towel on the side to wipe it dry.

"Where did you learn all this quip!"

Mu frowned, stood at the door of the kitchen house, and looked at Liu Yong by the well not far away.

"What happened to your left hand?"

"It's okay, I accidentally fell and stumbled."

Seeing that his mother noticed his red and swollen hand, Liu Yong turned his body sideways and hid his hand.

"I made a mistake in class again and was punished by Mr. Meng."

"Nope."

"No?"

"Why don't you believe me? Eh, Dad! ”

Liu Yong saw Liu Qingzhi come out of the room, and ran over as if he was flying, interrupting his mother's inquiry.

"My son, hey, dad looks at the height."

Liu Qingzhi took off the caftan brown made of linen that he wore when he was a layman, and changed into a shirt that scholars like to wear, and the light blue Su Jin was embroidered with a few bamboos by Mu's, which looked much more handsome.

"Of course I've grown taller. It was only on Daddy's chest at the beginning of the year, and now it's almost Daddy's chin. Daddy, did you give me a gift? ”

Liu Qingzhi does business outside all year round, and sometimes he can't even come back once in half a year.

"Of course there is, Daddy made a lot of money this time!"

Speaking of gifts, Liu Qingzhi was suddenly in high spirits.

Liu Qingzhi's old employer, Wang Dongjia, delayed his business for more than half a year because of the theft of his ancestral tomb in Xijing Henan Mansion at the beginning of the year, and has not yet returned.

Liu Qingzhi, who had long had the intention of going it alone, took out almost all of his savings, rented a horse convoy, and hired a few acquaintances to embark on the new trade route of Huangzhou, which had not appeared for a few years, selling tea, cloth and other goods from the mainland to Huangzhou, and selling medicinal materials, leather and other goods from Huangzhou to Tokyo.

As soon as I left, it was half a year. But the hard work paid off, and Liu Qingzhi also got a huge return on profits.

The family walked back to the main hall from the courtyard and sat down at the dining table.

"It's a gift for you."

Liu Qingzhi took a box from the coffee table on the side and handed it to Liu Yong. Liu Yong took it, heavy. Quickly opened, several thick books fell together, and the word "Anthology" was written on the top cover.

"This is what I bought in Xi'an Mansion in Guanxi, and Zhang Zi of Hengqu Academy - who Zhang Zi is, do you know who? The great Confucianism of Kansai has its own faction and has cultivated many jinshi, and the generals are in and out of the phase.

Read more Zhang Zi's works, there are only benefits and no harms. Some of these books may be too early for you to read, but that's okay, you'll be able to use them sooner or later.

Daddy, my road to the imperial examination is no longer playful, our old Liu family will look at you! ”

Liu Yong, who was originally very excited, instantly became depressed, put the book in the corner of the table without turning it, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the ribs, and muttered in a low voice:

"There is a kind of bird, he can't fly himself, and lays an egg to force the child to fly!"