Seeing that there was nothing to do, Fang Jishi watched the messages and comments in the live broadcast room again.

Through the comments and messages of fans, we know that although our young Confucius has read a lot of books in Jifu during this time, he has received a lot of anger. These gases also make you have nowhere to speak, and you can't speak.

Obviously! Yang Hu did not welcome him to the Ji Mansion and did not want to meet with Confucius. So! Instruct your dogs to bite you behind your back and speak ill of you. Sometimes! deliberately created some "unjust, false and wrongly decided cases" to plant dirt and splash dirty water on the head of the young Confucius.

Although the matter was finally figured out, it was somewhat difficult for the young Confucius to be caught in it. Neither do you explain, nor do you explain.

Because things often happen related to the young Confucius, Ji Pingzi is not easy to speak. Outcome! Ji Pingzi has become more and more indifferent to the young Confucius, and rarely summons him when he has nothing to do. There is no way! As the head of the family, as the ruler of the Lu country, he must grasp the balance.

The young Confucius knew that Yang Hu secretly framed him for all this, but he had to endure it in order to read.

Every time he came to Ji Mansion to read, he would bring his own dry food, and he would not come out after entering Ji Mansion's study. From the morning until it was dark, I didn't go out of the study all day. Fortunately, there was a side door in the inner room of the study that led to the thatched house, and he could not leave the door of the study for a day.

And also! The elder brother Meng Pi has found a job and can support himself on his own, and he no longer needs to take care of him. He can read with peace of mind without worrying about his brother at home.

In the past, my brother basically relied on the money he earned by playing the trumpet. Brother Meng Pi is not the kind of person who is not angry, but he has a leg disease and can't do a lot of physical work, so he needs to support him. The elder brother remembers it in his heart, so he especially protects his younger brother.

When his mother was still there, his mother raised his brother as if he were his own son, never discriminated against him, and did not treat him as an outsider.

Without care, the young Confucius became more single-minded and more attentive in doing things. When someone asks him to go to the funeral, he will do his duty. In addition to doing their own work, they also help the bereaved families to do what they can.

Generally, the family members of their deceased relatives do not know how to do things as if they have lost their souls, and they need to be reminded the most. The young Confucius had only recently lost his mother, and he understood and understood the feelings of the bereaved families.

So! In addition to doing his own job, he also helps his family to do things, and worries about housework and other places for others. Such! Not only has it been affirmed and liked by the bereaved family, but it can also be paid handsomely.

Therefore! Every time he handles a funeral, he can get more than double the silver taels of others. The bereaved families were willing to give him more money to express their gratitude.

When he had nothing to do, he came to Ji's Mansion to read. Because he was secretly excluded by Yang Hu, he had to restrain himself and hide in the study, which was a day at a glance.

Another reason why he reads books for a day is that he is too engaged. His thirst for knowledge was stronger than anyone else's. For books that interest you, you can't put them down as soon as you pick them up.

Since helping Ji Pingzi's family rehearse the "waist drum team", he is too eager for knowledge of etiquette. Unfortunately! In this age of decaying etiquette, there are too few books on etiquette. There are books on small etiquette and basic weekly etiquette, but books on large etiquette are basically "lost".

Yes, yes! It's all at the courtesy's. Officer! That is, the master of ceremonies, which is generally hereditary, passed down from father to son, and not passed on.

So! It is difficult to learn these aspects of etiquette.

When I was a child, when I was playing with my mother, I heard some large-scale etiquette drills from my mother. At that time! The mother used branches and stones as a person, and rehearsed the ceremonial formation for him. He has a good memory, but he remembers some.

My interest in etiquette rehearsals was also cultivated at that time.

In addition to doing things and reading books, the young Confucius spent most of his other time by the river. It's summer now, and he practices swords for a while, thinks about problems in a daze for a while, and jumps into the river to practice "holding qigong" for a while. After exhausting myself, I went home to sleep.

Yang Hu often cleaned him up like this, and sent someone to pretend not to know that he was reading in the study, or that he came over and deliberately said bad things about him behind his back, saying anything. Including the size of the tool he used to release the water, he had to comment on it.

Because the young Confucius was a big man, he was big, and the tools that could discharge water did not form a normal proportion with his body, and he was the same size as an ordinary person. But! Such a size, when it appeared on him, it seemed out of proportion and too small.

When he was urinating in the hut, he heard others say this about him behind his back, and he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

When Fang Jishi was angry looking at the messages and comments under the live broadcast room, something made him even more angry came from the live broadcast screen.

The people of the Yang Tiger in the Ji Mansion are cleaning up the young Confucius again.

No! It's cleaning up the brother of the young Confucius.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

“……”

Under the window outside the study, two guards were whispering.

By the window in the study, the young Confucius was reading a book in the light shining in from the window.

It's obvious! The two guards who were talking outside the window were intentional. They must have seen the young Confucius inside, so they intended to tell him.

"Meng Pi is getting married!"

"The cripple, you say? Conciu, his brother? ”

"Isn't he who he is?"

"Oh?" The guard was very interested and said with a smile: "He is also a cripple and married?" How do you get married? It's not convenient to walk usually, but is it convenient to do that? ”

"What are you talking nonsense? Cripples can get married! Paralysis can get married! The woman just takes the initiative on it......"

"That's right! But! As a man, that's too much, isn't it? ”

"Which one else? In this troubled era, those who were wounded and disabled on the battlefield went home, and they had no feet and no arms, and they were not the same as biological babies......"

"I didn't mean that! I don't know about this yet? I mean! Meng Pi Ta? He? Did you see him like that? What is his body going to do? ”

Confucius, a young man who was reading a book, didn't take it seriously at first. He was prepared to keep his ears open to the outside of the window and concentrate on reading only the books of the sages. But? When he heard others talk about his brother, he couldn't stand it.

The brother was born with a disability, what is there to joke about?

Peacetime! The young Confucius is the most protective of the short, and if anyone dares to take a look at his brother's limp walking, he will kindly remind him not to let others see more.

Kindly reminding is to pretend to cough or make a noise or talk to divert the other person's attention.

Today, too, when he heard someone deliberately telling him something about it, he had to endure it, pretending not to hear it, and pretending to cough.

"Ahem!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hahaha!"

"Isn't that cool? Think about it? Others can exercise quickly, but he! Only slowly! Someone else can stuff it so long while he? There can only be so little ......"

The two snickered as they continued to talk before leaving the window.

The young Confucius angrily knocked the bamboo slips on the bookshelf, and he couldn't read the book for a long time.

Don't say that the young Confucius can't stand it, the fans can't stand it either, and Fang Jishi can't stand it either!

"I'm Nima!"

Fang Jishi was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone, as if the phone had provoked him.

Our saints have grown up in this environment. In order to learn new knowledge, in order to read books, he endured.

(End of chapter)