Feng Wen quietly pulled Feng He aside and whispered a few words in a low voice, Feng He also looked nervous, and He Banxian hurried out together.

Han Wang estimated that most of the time he was in trouble, and he learned from Feng Wen that Feng He's second son Feng Chen encountered a bandit on the way back from the county seat today, his property was robbed, he was seriously injured and unconscious, and was carried back by the passing Zhuang Min.

According to Feng Wen's guess, nine out of ten Feng Chen returned to pass through the Erlong Mountain area, and happened to encounter a bandit who came down the mountain to rob the road, Feng Chen was reluctant to resist, and was injured after annoying the bandit.

Erlong Mountain is in a dangerous terrain, it is said that there are hundreds of thieves who have gathered for more than ten years, led by a village owner nicknamed the nine-headed dragon, and a second master of the Flying Tiger. Erlongzhai repeatedly confronted the government, and the government also had a headache about it, and it was inconvenient for the army to enter and suppress the mountainous area, and the team sent was ambushed by the bandits many times and suffered heavy losses, so it was over.

Under normal circumstances, bandits do not hurt people when they rob money, and travelers can survive when they meet bandits and pay half of their belongings, but out of the bloody means of promoting bandits, those who disobey the bandits and do not pay the money truthfully or dare to resist are all killed.

Han Wang felt that Feng He's family was really unfavorable, Lao Tzu's arm was almost gone, the younger son was seriously injured by bandits, and the eldest son was still on the most dangerous border.

Since He Banxian should be able to cope with the situation when he goes, secondly, if the guests here are full and leave rashly, it will also cause panic, so Feng Wen means to wait for dinner to go over to comfort Feng He together.

After eating, Zhuang Min said goodbye and went home one after another, Han Wang naturally rushed to Feng He's house out of concern, and the neighbors saw Han Wang coming, and let him enter the house, after all, Han Wang saved so many people, I hope this time Han Chen can save him.

Han Wang was taken aback when he saw Feng Chen's condition, Feng Chen had more than a dozen wounds all over his body, he had lost too much blood, and the wound in his abdomen was ruptured and his intestines were also flowing out. The face is pale, the pupils are dilated, and the survival rate of this kind of trauma is very low without the specialized surgery of later generations.

While thinking about it, Feng He also found out that Han Wang was coming, and hurriedly grabbed his wrist and asked him to treat him, needless to say that He Banxian gave Feng Chen a death notice.

Han Wang also wanted to save Feng Chen, but first he needed a blood transfusion and a large amount of blood transfusion, in this era, there was no blood type testing technology, blind blood transfusion was equivalent to murder, as for the blood dripping to recognize relatives, it was a matter of no spectrum, even if Feng He was his father, it was not necessarily a blood type match.

Han Wang was the most excited Feng He until this time, and he couldn't tell the truth at once, and he was afraid that he couldn't accept the pain of losing his son. Under the pretext of delaying the consultation with He Banxian for a while, He Banxian and Han Wang's expressions were not very good, and Feng Chen estimated that he would not be able to stand for long.

Han Wang watched Feng Chen's face, which was only seventeen or eighteen years old, gradually pale, and found Feng He ruthlessly, and said apologetically, "Uncle Feng, Ling Lang has lost too much blood, and he delayed too late, I am afraid that it will be difficult to treat him...... Feng He sat on the edge of the bed dejectedly.

Soon Feng Chen died, Feng He's weather-beaten face was already full of tears, hugging his son's gradually cooling body and crying, Juan Niang also sobbed, still giving Han Wang and He Banxian a gift to thank the two for their dedication.

Neighbors, relatives and friends also persuaded separately, He Banxian helped assign everyone to prepare for Feng Chen's funeral, and the people in charge of Feng Wen and Wu Guizhuang all came to condole and persuade and provide help within their capabilities.

Wu Gui also patted his chest and promised to report the movements of the thieves to the county government as soon as possible, urging the county government to send troops to exterminate the bandits. After Feng Chen's many future affairs were roughly prepared, Feng Wen, Han Wang, Wu Gui and others resigned.

Feng Wen said, "The Mengxue building in the ancestral hall has been put in order, take advantage of tonight to go over and have a look, if there is a shortage of items, it is better to send someone to prepare overnight, to ensure that tomorrow's enlightenment will not be delayed."

Han Wang naturally agreed, sleeping in the same bed with Feng He these days, no matter how he comforted himself, there was always such an indescribable awkwardness, not to mention that there was a funeral in the Feng family tonight, and it was even more inconvenient to disturb, so of course it was good to have his own room to live alone at this time.

The ancestral hall was in the middle of the village, just a few steps away, and soon the two entered the ancestral hall. In the ancestral hall, there is a bitter master in his sixties who is guarding, and it is said that he is the house slave of Feng Wen's father's generation, and he is too old to work, and his ears are not very bright, so he entrusted him to clean and guard the ancestral hall, so as to have a quiet and peaceful life.

Feng Wen explained loudly to the bitter master, "Mr. Han will start a class for Mengxue early tomorrow morning, you can clean up again, and listen to Mr. Han's orders on weekdays, but if you need to, just ask the housekeeper to withdraw it" The bitter master was honest and straightforward, and said, "Young master, I listen to Mr. Han, don't worry!" ”

Han Wang hurriedly went over to greet the bitter master, and then Han Wang looked at the classroom and his own housing, very satisfied, the classroom was neatly tied, there was a Taishi chair that Han Wang should sit on, and there were more than a dozen small books, which were used by students, and the chairs and tables were wiped clean by the bitter master.

Although there is no blackboard chalk or the like, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone have long been prepared, which is still appropriated from Feng's office. Calligraphy Han Wang has also practiced calligraphy in the college calligraphy interest class for a few years, although it is not very good, he can make do with it.

His room is equipped with beds and desks, and there are thousand-character texts on the shelves, Mongolian books such as the surnames of the hundred families, and books on the imperial examinations such as the Analects and Shangshu, of course, there are also famous poems of the Tang and Song dynasties, and there are a number of well-known classics.

As for Han Wang's well-known three-character scripture in later generations, there is no one, and Feng Wen does not know, in fact, the earliest version of the three-character scripture came from the Southern Song Dynasty, and now it is naturally not, Han Wang thanked him again and again, these are too important.

Moreover, what is even more intimate is that Feng Wen sent two new changes of clothes according to Han Wang's size, and after the change, he was refreshed.

Han Wang felt that with such a classroom, he could start a new life, and he could definitely change the future of the children who came to read through his own knowledge, because only children were the easiest to shape, if he was asked to teach Feng Wen, an old pedant whose thinking had been rigid and fixed, it was estimated that he would have to fight without a few words.

How dare you say that the earth is round? The earth revolves around the sun? There are no ghosts and cow gods in the world? The emperor is not a true dragon, but an ordinary person? This is to be arrested and beheaded in the official palace!

Han Wang made up his mind: to be the most handsome teacher in a remote area honestly, and enjoy the pastoral life of a few years of pure natural oxygen bar pollution-free recipes. And the children are innocent, the villagers are simple and friendly, don't worry about intrigue and intrigue, it's completely an ecological vacation mode!

Jiang Zhong returned to Sanlin, and before he could speak, many people with children came to ask if their dolls could go to Fengzhuang Mengxue tomorrow to study.

It turned out that there were good deeds who rushed back early to report the news, and the whole village knew about today's situation, although the villagers were surprised that Xiong Dawu lost the competition and failed to get four or six points of water, but whether their children can go to school is naturally more important.

Jiang Zhong said angrily, "Feng Zhuang will be so kind? Can the doll go to Fengzhuang with confidence? Not to mention that you can get the apprenticeship ceremony? ”

was impatient with the villagers' gossip, and waved his hand and said, "I want to go by myself, and it has nothing to do with me if something happens!" "Go home and sulk.

After a while, three or two followers also came to the door, looking at Jiang Zhong's bad face, someone comforted, "Brother, victory and defeat are a common thing, and if you find an opportunity to win and come back in the future."

The other said, "That nerd is not stupid at all, the means are so vicious, I am afraid that it is not a good match" The previous one was popular, but "I don't look good, the small body blows down in the wind, Xiong Dana doesn't know if it's too much ecstasy soup, and one will be defeated, I look confused? ”

Jiang Zhong was even more annoyed when he listened, "It's useless to say something, a few of you go to think of an idea before you come, I'll go out and hide quietly" Pulling out his feet and going out, seeing a few still want to follow, his eyes glared and scolded, "Get away from me!" A few of the posteriors dispersed.

He pondered his stomach and pondered, and when he looked up, he found that he had walked to the door of the Hua Niang wine shop, whether it was good, it was not bad to drink to relieve boredom. sat down in the shed and called "Hua Niang, hot pot wine, two side dishes"

Hua Niang hurriedly came out to greet him, and when she saw his bad face, coupled with the rumors in the afternoon, she knew in her heart that "the village master is coming, sit down, and the wine and food will come in a moment"

It is also said that Hua Niang is skillful, and she really came with wine and food in a moment, a plate of sauce beef, a plate of fried peanuts, a plate of green onion roasted tofu, two pots of wine, and two wine glasses.

Hua Niang poured wine for Jiang Zhong and said with a smile, "Thanks to the village owner, it is boring to drink alone, if you don't dislike it, Hua Niang accompanies the village owner to drink two cups, how about it?" ”

Jiang Zhong thought for a moment, raised his wine glass, "Okay, thank you Hua Niang for your kindness, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return" and then drank it in one gulp.

Hua Niang pursed her lips and smiled: "The village owner has a good amount of wine!" "A jade neck is also drunk neatly.

Jiang Zhong's originally irritable state of mind saw that Hua Niang was so bold, so he became happy, and praised, "Hua Niang can be regarded as a heroine among women!" I'm ashamed of myself."

Hua Niang filled her wine glass and said with a smile, "This time Hua Niang pays tribute to the village master" She drank another glass without blinking, and Jiang Zhong had to drink.

"Hua Niang's parents died early when she was a child, and she married Sanlin, but she didn't expect her husband's life to be thin, and she only lost a broken house, and the bedridden old lady was a young uncle, and she had no money, but I just didn't accept my fate, and I relied on my craft to take care of the wine shop to support this family."

The third cup Jiang Zhong was about to be served, and Hua Niang spoke, "Today, I used the wine gall to say something that I don't know the severity, who doesn't have the difficulties that can't be overcome, is it difficult to live?" You are a dignified seven-foot man, how can you have time to drink to drown your sorrows? Don't want to forge ahead!? ”