In the alley adjacent to Xin'anyi, Jinbao, dressed in cloth, was hiding in the corner of the wall and poking his head out, vigilantly watching passers-by. However, to outsiders, he was no more than an eight- or nine-year-old child, who was playing hide-and-seek with other children, so that no one cared much about his existence. And while he was doing his duty, he was distracted by the scene he had just witnessed. He heard Song Bo say that Liu Hui, the former official of the household, was also among the people who had been tried before, and it was related to the case of Wang Fulin being framed, but now Wang Fulin came to see such a person, and he really didn't understand.

He couldn't help but shake his head and whispered, "If you don't understand, you don't understand, I believe that my father is always right." ”

"Well said."

Suddenly hearing such a voice behind him, Jinbao was frightened. By the time he realized that the voice was extremely familiar, the person was already standing beside him. Glancing around, he saw that there was no one else at this time, so he whispered: "Dad, during the time I have been guarding here, there are a total of twenty-five people coming into this alley, three are in groups, and the others are all single; Eleven people went out, two in groups, and the others were single. As for the surrounding area, except for those who are engaged in small businesses, there is no one who has stayed there and not moved their nests, so no one should be watching here. ”

Wang Fulin was in a hurry just now, and only told Jinbao what to pay attention to when looking at the wind, but he didn't expect the little guy to do it all by rote. He smiled and nodded and praised: "Very good, I will award you a book back!" ”

For Campbell, books are much more enticing than candied candy, but more importantly, when he is complimented, a happy smile immediately blooms on his face. When Wang Fulin beckoned him to go around the street behind him, he followed without asking a word. Walking on the road, Wang Fulin bought a bag of pumpkin seeds and stuffed them in his hand, and the feeling of sending a child made him both cry and laugh, but also a little happy.

Just when the father and son seemed to be wandering one after the other, there was gradually the sound of shouting and opening the way behind them. Wang Fulin leaned over and looked back, only to see a group of people coming over with a green silk sedan chair carried by two people.

Looking at that direction, it seemed that he was going to the county magistrate's office, Wang Fulin couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and secretly thought that he had forgotten to ask others before whether Ye Xianzun had brought his family members to office. As the palanquin passed by, he noticed that a slender hand had opened the curtain, revealing a face that happened to meet him. He was still looking forward to his daughter's delicate face with great interest, but who knew that what greeted him was a blue-faced and fanged face, and he took two steps back in surprise. When he looked sideways, he found that the face he had just seen was exactly the same as the ghost mask on the mask stall selling masks next to him, and the sedan chair had already been carried over.

In addition to him, other passers-by also suddenly let out a shock, obviously frightened by the mask. At this time, the curtain of the sedan chair suddenly fell, and there was a chuckle like a silver bell from inside, and then it was short-lived and inaudible.

Wang Fulin felt the tricks of the people in the sedan chair, and suddenly saw a butterfly flying after the sedan chair, and unconsciously groaned: "The laughter gradually fades into silence, and the amorous is ruthlessly annoyed......"

Jinbao's eyes lit up on the side, and he hurriedly asked, "Dad made a new poem again?" ”

After eating this sentence and asking, Wang Fulin almost didn't choke to death by his own saliva, and hurriedly stood up and solemnly warned: "You must not learn from Qiu Feng, next time I chant poems, you are not allowed to pass them out casually." For example, this one, it is Song Shisu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers", Zhang Guan Li Dai's words, you and I have to be laughed to death! ”

It seems that when I go back, I must find a bunch of Tang poems and Song lyrics to give these two little make-up lessons at home, otherwise I will have to be self-defeating in the future!

After teaching Jinbao a lesson, seeing that he nodded a little embarrassedly and agreed, Wang Fulin saw that there were still many various masks on the stall on the side, and suddenly took down one of them with great interest: "The ghost mask just now seems to be a big ghost, and this little ghost is quite suitable...... Jinbao, come here, this is for you! ”

The curtain of the palanquin was lifted a little, and it was still a woman wearing the ghost mask. She glanced at Wang Fulin behind her several times, and happened to see the scene where Wang Fulin took off a ghost mask and put it on Jinbao's face. Seeing that his face was filled with a smile as bright as the sun, she looked at it for a long time, and then the curtain was lowered again, and the ghost mask, which had caused a lot of uproar all the way, disappeared without a trace.

When Wang Fulin entered the Majia Inn from the back door with Jinbao, who was wearing a ghost mask, Qiu Feng, who greeted him, was startled, and he didn't understand what was going on. What made him even more stunned was that Wang Fulin actually threw one to him casually, and then put one on his face with a smile, but it was a tiger mask. At this time, Jinbao finally saw the opportunity and took off the embarrassing thing on his face, and then saw Wang Fulin like that, and couldn't help laughing for a while. Just as Wang Fulin urged Qiu Feng to put it on and take a look, he suddenly heard a heavy cough.

Following the prestige, he saw a middle-aged man in his early forties, with a goat face and hanging eyebrows, standing at the door of the hall. He was a little puzzled, quickly took off the mask, and glanced at Qiu Feng, who was in a daze holding a little ghost mask exactly like Jinbao, and it took a while to come to his senses, and he hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "Little official, the villain forgot to remind me just now, Master Feng has been here for a while." ”

Master Feng? Where did it come from? When he asked Ye Junyao during the Dragon Boat Festival last time, the county magistrate said impassionedly that the lone man was the style of the ancient sages, and he summoned himself so anxiously last night, and he didn't see anyone else plotting ideas next to him, when will there be an extra master?

Thinking about it this way, Wang Fulin still took a few steps forward, and politely arched his hand and said, "I didn't know that Master Feng had arrived, and he was rude just now." What do you know about the unknown? ”

Master Feng stared at Wang Fulin for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "At first, I heard Ye Xianzun say that you were unwell and went back to your hometown to recuperate, but now that you have entered the city again, why don't you report to the school palace?" ”

Hey? A master asked himself why this student didn't go to the county school to attend classes, what did this mean? Moreover, didn't he already complain to Ye Junyao, how could this Master Feng not know now?

Wang Fulin only felt that his head was a little dizzy. Fortunately, he has always seen the opportunity quickly, and since he didn't know what was going on, he simply politely said honestly: "Master Lao Feng personally asked." In fact, the student's body has not yet recovered, and this time he went to the city for the sake of his father's being sent as a grain chief. My father has been out of business for many years and rarely comes back, but now the student has become a student, but my father was sent to the chief of food for no reason, and the student had to go on this trip. ”

Master Feng's goat's face was full of anger: "When did She County fall to the point where the grain chief of the derivative family was decided, it was ridiculous!" You should report this kind of thing to the school palace as soon as possible, what's the use of bumping into it outside? I'll go to the county office to meet Ye Xianzun, and if there is a result, I will let someone inform you! As a student, you need to always remember to put your studies first! ”

Until Master Feng talked to himself and left, Wang Fulin still didn't react. It doesn't matter if you don't have a lesson, there are a lot of warnings in these words, but they are also well-intentioned. But isn't a master supposed to assist the county order, why do you keep talking about the county school? So, he looked at Qiu Feng again and asked with doubts, "Are you sure this is Master Feng?" ”

Qiu Feng saw Wang Fulin's face full of disbelief, and he had to tone up and say, "There will be no mistake!" The little one used to be in the Shexian School Palace, and he could see Master Feng almost every day. ”

This is even more wrong, how can the master stay in the school palace? Wang Fulin was already confused, rubbed his temples and confirmed again: "You mean to say that Master Feng stays in the Academy Palace every day?" ”

"Master Feng is a county teacher in Shexian County, so he is naturally in the school palace every day."

Hearing this answer, Wang Fulin was so dumbfounded that he almost didn't bite his tongue. Master Feng is the teacher in charge of the students? What the hell is this oolong?

It wasn't until Tsai carefully interrogated Qiu Feng that Wang Fulin understood that it was himself who was oolong, not someone else. This year is not as good as later generations, and the master is not just a common name for the curtain guests. The teachings and teachings in the county school can be called masters. The gentlemen specially hired by the prefect of the county to teach their children are also Xixi, and they can also be called masters. As for those authentic Shaoxing masters, although they are popular, they are not necessarily indispensable, and there may not be one in a county.

PS: Ask for a Sanjiang ticket, at least keep the second!

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