"The monthly exam in March will start tomorrow, which can be regarded as the end of your study during this period of time, you go back and spread the word, and those who will refer to the academy tomorrow will be deducted five points." After Huang Yi left, President An Moxi said to the disciples.

An Moxi is a gentle-faced person, and he doesn't feel as serious as the old gentleman Huang Yi who just taught them the scriptures.

"President, the junior brother has only been here for three months, isn't it different from the exam questions I am waiting for?" Huang Zhuyu stood up and asked.

An Moxi looked at Yun Ji, only to see that he was still buried in contemplation, and then smiled: "It's the same." ”

"Ah, isn't this unfair to the little junior brother?"

All of a sudden, the room buzzed, and the clouds were pulled back from their thoughts. Just when Yun Ji didn't know why, Huang Zhuyu said to him: "Little junior brother, tomorrow in the monthly exam, you will do the same questions as us, go and tell the president that you don't take the exam with us, it's too unfair." ”

The second monk Yun and Zhengzhang were confused, and were suddenly pushed out by Huang Zhuyu.

An Moxi looked at Yun Ji and his simple appearance, and almost didn't laugh again, this is the person the teacher wants to accept as a personal disciple, like a very lacking root.

"It's the mountain chief who asked Jiang Yunji to take the same exam with you tomorrow, don't struggle, it's better to care more about yourself, don't work hard for so long, it's not as good as Jiang Yunji, who has only been in school for three months."

After An Moxi finished speaking, he beckoned Yun Ji to follow him. Yun Ji turned around and winked at Huang Zhuyu, Huang Zhuyu gave him a reassuring look, and Yun Ji turned around and followed An Moxi.

Lu Yuzhuo on the side shook his head in a fog about the interaction between the two. The students in the room were almost gone, and just as he was packing up his things and preparing to go to the cafeteria, several people gathered around him.

"You guys?"

Lu Yuzhuo looked at the man in front of him with a face as round as a flatbread, and the meat on his body could be pulled to the slaughterhouse.

"Lu Yuzhuo, go and cook for the masters." The fat man said fiercely.

Lu Yuzhuo raised his eyes, cowered and said, "Why do you want me to go?" You have hands and feet, why don't you go yourself? ”

"Slap" The fat man slapped Lu Yuzhuo's face, and Lu Yuzhuo only felt a hot pain on his face, which hurt into his heart. The fat man had a sideways face, and his eyes were squeezed like a slit. That's it, his fierce appearance made Lu Yuzhuo extremely afraid.

"If you are told to go, you will go, where did you come from so much nonsense, if you don't go, you will wait to die."

Just because the clothes and fabrics worn by the fat man were something that Lu Yuzhuo couldn't afford to buy even if he sold himself, he knew that he was either rich or expensive, and he couldn't afford to offend, so Lu Yinzhuo had to give in.

"Money...... What about money? Lu Yuzhuo waited in a long line before bringing the meal to the fat man and his party.

"Money? Tell you to go to cook and ask the master to give money? The fat man kicked Lu Yuzhuo's leg and kicked him to the ground, Lu Yuzhuo's eyes were slightly red, but because of the other party, he couldn't afford to be guilty, and he could only swallow the grievances.

He doesn't understand, when did he offend these people, didn't he keep a low profile enough every day?

But these meals cost him ten days of food, he must come back, otherwise he will starve, thinking of his mother at home, Lu Yuzhuo's chest burst out with anger.

"No, you have to give me the money, otherwise I will fight with you, and the big deal will be death."

Lu Yuzhuo's eyes were red, he supported his body, turned his head and yelled at the fat man with a big cake face, he was not afraid at this moment.

Seeing that the other disciples in the academy canteen came over one after another, they were about to see this farce.

The fat man seemed to be not afraid of heaven and earth, reached out and pinched Lu Yuzhuo's chin, and shouted three words in a weird manner: "Lu Yuzhuo." ”

Then as if touching something, he shook it hard, Lu Yuzhuo only felt a dull pain, and the place where his chin was pinched was blue.

"Don't you know what you've done? Hehe, that young man doesn't mind giving you a good memory. The fat man glanced at the people on the side, and immediately someone dragged Lu Yuzhuo and told him not to move.

"Come, these things are all you worked so hard to line up for, give them all to me to eat."

The fat man picked up a bowl of vegetables and stuffed it into Lu Yuzhuo's mouth, Lu Yinzhuo only felt that it was difficult to breathe, not only in his mouth, but also in his nose, and he was in a mess. It wasn't until the last bowl was in his stomach that Lu Yuzhuo was let go.

At this time, he was like a covered, paralyzed on the ground, not wanting to move.

He still didn't know where he had offended these people.

"Is it delicious? Hahaha, it's just that I don't like you, sir, pretending to be poor every day but always thinking about stammering others, sir, I just can't get used to your poor look, how about it? Isn't it delicious? These are all things you can't eat on a daily basis, so enjoy them. The fat man threw down a silver ingot, smiled and led a group of people, and left without looking back.

At this time, people in the dining hall dared to come around, and they didn't dare to stand up for Lu Yinzhuo.

This fat man's name is Wei Chengfeng, and behind him is a big family surnamed Wei in Shangjing, who also has power in the imperial court, and he can't afford to be guilty.

Lu Yuzhuo sobbed slightly in the mess.

Is it his fault that he is poor?

It's also his fault for making friends with people?

He's looked down upon, so it's his fault?

He deserves this insult?

"Ahh Lu Yuzhuo let out a low roar, picked up the silver on the ground, and ran out of the dining hall.

He threw the silver into the grass, and then crouched down under a nearby tree.

Why? Why do this to him?

This was his third year in the academy, and Wei Chengfeng came in with him.

Later, I don't know why, he gathered many people around him, and he was still alone.

Lu Yuzhuo's right hand turned into a fist, his nails dug into the flesh, strangled out the marks of several months, and gritted his teeth.

"Wei Chengfeng."

What's wrong with him Lu Yuzhuo, just because of his identity, does he deserve to be looked down upon and trampled on?

Recalling that in the past three years, the family smashed pots and sold iron for him to study, how could he be subservient to others?

As soon as he entered the academy, he couldn't keep up with others in terms of knowledge, so he spent more time with others, and stayed late at night every day. In the past two years, he has surpassed most of the people in the academy.

But because of his status, because he is poor, he must endure the shame of others.

"Woo!"

Lu Yuzhuo hugged his head and cried, as if he wanted to clean up all his grievances and tears.

"Senior Brother Lu."

Yun Ji came out of An Moxi's study with a few books, and saw Lu Yuzhuo in a mess, hiding under a tree and crying. Lu Yinzhuo treats him well on weekdays, and he will answer all questions, so he went to find out.

Lu Yuzhuo slowly raised his head and collided with Yun Ji's eyes, so frightened that he hurriedly buried his head. He really didn't want the little junior brother to see him like this. In this way, his last dignity was trampled to death.

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