The gentlemen of the Academy Palace are not wrong, this stinky boy may really stain Wenhua's anger.

The hero looked at Cao Ergou with a smile and a smile, the kid looked ignorant, completely unaware of what he had just said.

"Silly boy, do you think it's useless to read?"

"I ...... I do not know. Cao Ergou frowned tightly, "My mother said that scholars are the most powerful people in the world, and if they read books, they will be able to live a good life when they grow up." ”

If you are very simple, you can see that Ergou's mother is not a wild woman in a mountain village who has no knowledge at all.

"You don't believe what your mother says?" The hero asked again.

"Of course I do, but ...... But when I came to the school palace, I didn't have time to herd sheep or cattle for the master's family, and my mother and sister would be hungry. ”

Cao Ergou showed a sad look that did not fit his age, and asked very seriously: "Sir, how long will it take for me to grow up?" ”

The hero heard, and the kid asked how long he would have to read to make a good living.

"At least ten years, if not longer." He didn't cheat, nor did he euphemistically pour any chicken soup, and directly put the cruel reality in front of the child.

Sure enough, Cao Ergou's face drooped, and he stumbled for a long time before he asked cautiously: "If I only read a few days of books every month, would ...... Can I still get money? ”

"Don't talk about receiving money, the school palace won't promise you to only study for a few days a month."

To the hero's surprise, Cao Ergou heard this, and after a moment of silence, he did not become depressed because of disappointment, but showed a smile, as if he finally didn't have to worry about anything anymore and was relieved.

The child knelt down again and kowtowed to him.

"Thank you, sir, for your willingness to teach me, but I'm sorry I can't read."

The hero squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "In addition to being Mr. Xuegong, I am also the young palace master of the Baji Palace, and the entire Frost Prefecture, including your Niujia Village, belongs to my family."

I have endless money to spend, if you are willing to study with me, not only will you not be hungry again, but you may also be an official in the future, a big official, the kind of big official that the landlord and old wealth of your village have to kneel and kowtow to when they see you. ”

Cao Ergou's eyes lit up suddenly: "Don't my mother and sister have to be hungry anymore?" ”

The hero shook his head indifferently: "I'll take care of you alone." ”

As if there was no electricity, the light in Cao Ergou's eyes was extinguished instantly, and he kowtowed again almost without hesitation: "Thank you, sir, you are a good person!" If you have the opportunity to come to my house, I will bake rice rats for you, and the rice rats I baked are the best in the village. ”

With that, he got up and patted the dust off his knees, and then he was about to leave.

"Wait." The hero stopped him, stared into his eyes and said: "You have to think clearly, this is your only chance to live a good life, if you give up, you may only be able to stay in Niujia Village for the rest of your life, and accompany your mother and sister to endure hardships." ”

Cao Ergou obviously couldn't understand the deep meaning of his words, scratched his head and said, "I'm sorry sir, I don't know what to think, but I know that I can't let my mother and sister go hungry, not for a day." ”

"Good!"

The hero smiled with satisfaction, touched himself, and found that there was only gold and silver, and no change.

Thinking that it was a curse or not a blessing for a poor peasant family to suddenly hold a huge amount of money, he began to rummage through Peng Qi again, and finally found a money bag, which contained about 100 Wen, and all of them fell into Cao Ergou's arms.

"Hide it, don't lose it, take it back to your mother, and tell her that you have been admitted to the school palace, and you can only go home for one day a month in the future, but you can bring back a hundred yuan every time."

Cao Ergou didn't understand what the situation was at all, "Let's ...... first." Mr. ......"

"Silly boy, what your husband means is that you don't have to wait for you to grow up, from now on, your mother and your sister can live a good life with you." Peng Qi said with a smile on the side, "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and kowtow to the teacher! ”

Cao Ergou blinked, suddenly panicked, and was about to return the money to the hero with the placket of his clothes.

"My mother said that you can't just take other people's favors. Please take it back, sir! ”

"Who said you took it casually? This is the rule of the school palace, when you come to study, you will be paid. ”

"But...... Isn't it fifty wen? ”

"Oh, half of it is the rules of the school palace, half of it is the rules of Lao Tzu, in short, you will take it if you give it to you. Don't talk nonsense, now go home and pack your bags right away, and look for me at the palace before dark.

Remember, Lao Tzu is called a hero. ”

With an impatient wave of his hand, the hero and Peng Qi turned to leave.

Cao Ergou stood in a daze for a long time, and finally reacted to what was going on, and jumped up in surprise, causing the money in his arms to be scattered on the ground, so frightened that he hurriedly lay on the ground, first kowtowed to the hero's back, and then carefully picked it up.

"Hey, you want to do good deeds, why spend Lao Tzu's money?" Not far away, Penzi began to protest.

"You're a senior brother, what's wrong with spending some money on your younger brother?" The hero has no intention of repaying the money at all, and is shameless and justified.

Peng Qi shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said with a straight face: "Although the school palace also has Mengxue, not everyone can enter, you are so arrogant and arrogant, it is easy to be disgusted." ”

"If you are disgusted, you will be disgusted! Lao Tzu is a dignified young palace master, and he still lives by looking at other people's faces? The hero said indifferently, "In your words, Lao Tzu is happy, who cares if the cat barks and the dog barks?" ”

"What if the school palace insists on not accepting it?"

"Then Lao Tzu will build another school next to it, and it will take care of the children of poor families, isn't it just spending some money! Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem! ”

"You cow!" Peng Qi gave a thumbs up, his head full of black lines, "I just settled the students here yesterday, and today I am going to slap the face of the entire school palace, senior brother really wants to pretend that he doesn't know you in the future." ”

The hero smiled, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Cao Ergou, who was still picking up money on the ground, and said thoughtfully: "Senior brother, have you noticed that that child looks a little like you, it can't be your merciful debt everywhere, right?!" ”

Peng Qi was directly choked with saliva.

"Fuck off! Lao Tzu is a little romantic, but not so romantic that he doesn't know if he has a kind of it. ”

Laughing and scolding, Peng Qi also glanced back, and then frowned.

"For you to say that, I also think he looks like me, with three or four points between his eyebrows and eyes."

"Yes, yes! Hurry up and reminisce, did you go to Niujia Village on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month? ”

Peng Qi smiled and said calmly: "Middle-earth has a population of hundreds of millions, what is it if there is a little resemblance?" The day before yesterday in Weigong Town, the female murderer who killed Yinghe, I still think it is very similar to Xiaolan! ”

The hero's heart thumped.

It seems that just by getting your face dirty, it's hard to hide it from people close to you! You'll have to prepare a terrorist hood to go back.

At this time, a person in front of him came up to him.

This person is wearing a deacon uniform of the school palace, holding a long sword, his appearance is mediocre, and his expression is indifferent, it is Mo Tu.

The hero was angry and smiled coldly: "Deacon Mo, do you know a child named Cao Ergou?" ”