Yao Fu's evil deeds are abundant, and the evidence of the crime is conclusive, and the great master Wang Bian only interrogated the two cases of Liu Xiucai being beaten to disability and Lu Yungu's uncle being forced to death, so he took the case and shouted: "Strip Yao Fu's shirt too." ”

In fact, this is just a formality, and the removal of the fame is ultimately to mention the scholar official Xingwen Shaoxing Mansion and the Shanyin County School Bureau, but at this time, the clear and real humiliating surname punishment of taking off the square scarf and stripping the shirt made all the students present feel relieved, and the authority of the scholar really made them awe-inspired.

That Yao Fu was already in a mess at this time, he stupidly and ridiculously hugged each other with his arms to prevent the servants from stripping him of his shirt, it seemed that the shirt was his armor that could protect him from harm, and when he pulled and pulled, the shirt was torn, revealing the bottom jacket, the hair bun was messy, and the cloak was scattered - Wang Tixue shook his head again and again: "Sven is gone, Sven is gone!" To Shanyin County Commander Hou Zhihan said: "Yao Fu is no longer among the living beings, he does not have the privilege of being a student, the later cases are still tried by Lord Hou, go back to the county government for retrial, hehe, this Mingluntang trial, I am afraid that it is the first case in this dynasty." ”

Hou Zhihan ordered the head of the team Liu Biqiang to lead someone to press Yao Fu back to the county government prison for detention, and when he returned to the government for interrogation, Yao Fu was dragged out and shouted: "Xu Fuzun, Xu Fuzun, I still hope to save the students in the same year as my brother——"

Lord Fuzun was very embarrassed, worried that Yao Fu would tell him about his bribery in public, and shouted: "Let him shut up." ”

Liu Biqiang, the head of the team, tore off Yao Fu's shirt, strangled Yao Fu's mouth, and dragged Yao Fu out with two messengers. ”

Liu Biqiang said in his heart: "This is nonsense, and nonsense." He said: "The county honorifies me and I will escort Yao Fu back to the county jail for another trial." ”

Zhang Cao saw that Yao Fufang's scarf shirt was gone, and he still had a strip of cloth in his mouth, looking unlucky, Zhang Cao was very happy, and shouted: "Everyone, everyone, come and see, Yao Litigation Stick is also today." ”

The crowd generally poured up, three layers inside, three layers outside, the water was impassable, Liu Biqiang saw that it was not good, this could not get out, and he was busy saying: "Fellow villagers, fellow villagers, this Yao Fu has been dismissed from the reputation of the student, this is to be escorted back to the county government for interrogation, don't block the way, don't delay the trial." ”

Zhang Cao said: "Liu Charen, it doesn't matter if I kick him." Without waiting for Liu Biqiang to speak, he kicked Yao Fu's buttocks, Yao Fu's ass had just been beaten with twenty rods, the swelling and pain were unbearable, and he was kicked like this, the pain can be known, his mouth was strangled again, and he couldn't shout the pain - now it's okay, many people are going to fight Yao Fu, the vast majority of people have no enmity with Yao Fu at all, and they have to fight if they join in the fun, Liu Biqiang's forehead is sweating, if this momentum is not stopped immediately, Yao Fu will be beaten to death here, then his guilt is not small, and he hurriedly stopped: "Everyone, you can't fight, you can't fight again, the county has not tried him yet- He said to Zhang Cao again: "Third son, if this Yao Fu is killed here, I am afraid that it will affect many innocent people, and the third prince will help stop it." ”

Zhang Cao also felt that it was not fun to kill Yao Fu like this, and it was good to interrogate Yao Fu's ugly deeds one by one and ask for the guilt, so he asked Nengzhu and others to help Liu Biqiang stop those people who were indignant or joined in the fun, and the mess calmed down after a while - Liu Biqiang and the two messengers dragged Yao Fu to leave, and the two Lu Yungu brothers squeezed over, Lu Yungu's cousin was named Lu Yunpeng, and shouted: "Others can't fight, I must beat it." "Hold on.

Liu Biqiang knew that Lu Yunpeng was a bitter master, and hurriedly said: "It's actually not interesting to beat him, so it's painful, it's better to spit on him and humiliate him." ”

The crowd of onlookers shouted, "Yes, yes, spit on him." ”

Lu Yunpeng stepped forward to spit on Yao Fu, took advantage of the unpreparedness, and slammed his fist at Yao Fu's face, and then spit on Yao Fu's face, without waiting for Liu Biqiang to reprimand, Lu Pengcheng fell to the ground on his knees, and looked up to the sky and screamed sadly: "Mother, have you seen it, my son has beaten this thief!" "Lu Yunpeng's mother Zhou was widowed at the age of twenty-five, and was only twenty-nine years old when he was forced to die by Yao Fu, Lu Pengcheng was nine years old that year.

The lame Liu Xiucai came, and Fang Xiucai's son also came, this time Liu Biqiang and the other errand soldiers were on guard, and they were not allowed to beat Yao Fu again, only to spit on their faces - Yao Fu's harlequin performance came to an end, and there was nothing to look at, Zhang Cao returned to Minglun Hall to see who the majestic grandmaster was going to punish, Yang Shangyuan's fame should be removed, and also, the meson bagus text is so exquisite, the great grandmaster always has to praise it, will he immediately let the meson make up for it?

…… That Yang Shangyuan saw that as soon as the scholar arrived, his cousin immediately became a prisoner, only trembling with fright, Hou Zhihan had written a report to ask the scholar to remove his reputation as a student, and now he only hopes that Wang Tixue will try his cousin to be angry and forget about him, and when he is shrinking in the ranks of all the living beings, he is frightened, and when he hears Wang Tixue in the hall asking: "Has Yang Shangyuan arrived?" ”

This question was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Yang Shangyuan's ears "buzzed", his knees weakened, and he fell into the crowd, and the two students dragged him to the hall and said: "Great Grandmaster, he is Yang Shangyuan, when he heard the summons of the Great Grandmaster, he fell to the ground in fright." ”

Wang Tixue saw that Yang Shangyuan looked like a dead dog again, and he was angry in his heart, how could Shanyin Xiucai have this kind of virtue, and shouted: "Can't you stand still!" ”

Yang Shangyuan reluctantly stood still, and said with a sad face: "Student Yang Shangyuan see the Great Grandmaster. ”

Wang Tixue asked Hou County Order: "Lord Hou proposed to remove his fame from Yang Shangyuan, right?" ”

Hou Zhihan said: "Exactly, please know the boss." ”

Wang Tixue saw that Yang Shangyuan's face was pale, his eyes wandered, which looked like a Xiucai who read sage books and raised Haoran Qi, and he was bareheaded, frowned and asked, "Yang Shangyuan, where is your square scarf?" ”

Yang Shangyuan was already so frightened that the six gods had no master, and he said: "Great Grandmaster, let the student's scarf let the student's cousin borrow it, borrowed it, and the student's cousin's headscarf was accidentally lost, so he borrowed the student's scarf to go——"

"What the hell are you talking about, the scarf can still borrow someone!" Wang Tixue was not small, and Shanyin's trip made him extremely angry.

Hou Zhihan explained: "Lord Tixue doesn't know, this Yang Shangyuan's cousin is Yao Fu who just forked down. ”

Wang Tixue let out an "oh", looked at Yang Shangyuan and said: "You can't even speak clearly, you can still write well, how did you get this fame?" ”

Yang Shangyuan didn't dare to say anything, he couldn't say that he was lucky to get the title.

Wang Tixue said to Sun Jiao: "Go and show me Yang Shangyuan's craftsmanship in last year's exam." The tone was quite stiff, and he was obviously very dissatisfied with Sun's teaching.

Zhu Xundao, deputy director of the Shanyin School Department, hurriedly said: "My subordinates will go down and get the exam papers." He hurried and quickly fetched the ink rolls.

Wang Tixue persistently browsed the ink scroll and asked: "How much is this volume rated as last year's annual exam?" ”

Sectarian Sun said uneasily: "Second class." ”

Wang Tixue said angrily: "Can this kind of craftsmanship also be rated as second-class, it should be rated as fourth-class and fifth-class, and it should be blamed and demoted." ”

Sun Jiaoyu's old face turned red, he did protect Yang Shangyuan for his own time, Yang Shangyuan's craftsmanship was mediocre, but every time he took the exam, he could be listed in the second class because the New Year's festival gifts were more generous, and the teaching position was poor, and the students who were willing to give gifts would be treated more preferentially.

Wang Tixue pointed to the trembling Yang Shangyuan and said: "This kind of student who does not learn and has no skills, fortunately has a fame, does not admire the way of sages, does not want to study and forge ahead, and runs rampant in the countryside with a turban, oh, and Yao Fu is a relative, needless to say, a raccoon dog - someone came and stripped his shirt." This means that Yang Shangyuan's reputation as a student has been removed, and he said to Hou Zhihan: "Lord Hou, this person's reputation has been reformed, and you can try him for any fake silver case." ”

Not only did Sun Jiaoyu sweat in a cold sweat, Hou Zhihan also felt that his face was disgraced, these were all students under his rule, and he was the head of the county who could not escape the blame, so he ordered someone to quickly drag Yang Shangyuan away, don't pestle here to make Lord Tixue look angry, and went to Liu Zongzhou to take Zhang Yuan's eight-strand text of "Although I have not learned" recorded by Zhu Xundao, and smiled bitterly in a low voice: "Help emergency." ”

Liu Zongzhou smiled.

Hou Zhihan presented Zhang Yuan's eight-strand essay to Wang Tixue and said, "How about the boss, take a look at this craftsmanship?" ”

Sun Jiaoyu first glanced at it, well, this little Kai is not bad (Zhu Xundao was once an excellent student of Guozijian, where will his words be bad), so he looked at it carefully, and after reading the problem and the topic, he nodded and said: "The topic is incisive, the topic is clear, and the article is good!" I continued to read it, and when I looked at it, I shook my head and recited:

“…… One is that learning is not only about people, but because people who are bright are people who have not learned; The husband has heard a lot and seen a lot, when the world lacks the talent of drowning elegance, but it is not enough, the voice of the good and virtuous, the sigh of abandonment in the rain, so that the name of stealing loyalty and filial piety and the original intention can be limited, is it not the fault of learning and not learning......"

After an eight-strand thought, Lord Tixue's face turned from cloudy to clear, smacked his lips, as if he had just drunk a glass of wine, and said: "This is the art that can be rated as first and second class - Sun Jiaoyu, what level do you rate this article?" The tone was slightly sarcastic.

Sun Jiaoyu replied: "This is an essay written by a Confucian child, written on the spot when he was fighting with Yao Fu. ”

"Oh." Wang Tixue was surprised: "Confucian child, how old is Confucian child?" "Confucian children also have a lot of older Confucian children, and their art is good, but they are obedient and fateful, and they can't even be children.

Sun Jiao said: "That Confucian boy's name is Zhang Yuan, he is not yet an adult, he is the grandson of Mr. Su Zhi, and he is still in the hall——"

Then some of the students said: "Here, here." There was envy in their tones, this Zhang Yuan was going to be praised by the great grandmaster, so it was okay, lest the great grandmaster always be angry with a straight face and make them tremble.

Several hands pushed behind Zhang Yuan's back, pushing Zhang Yuan out of the ranks of all beings and coming out of the crowd.

(To be continued)