readx;? The cold rain stopped, the cold wind stopped, the winter sun finally broke through the clouds, shining on the city of Guizhou for the rest of the disaster, the sun is very warm, but the city is cold, the body can be warmed, but the people's hearts can not be warmed anymore. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏΔΔ＊．

Ning Chunyu has read books all his life and taught books for most of his life, he understands many truths in this world, but he still can't understand this world.

He didn't understand that those profiteers, evil landlords, and squires could continue to live happily and enjoy wealth freely in the city of Guizhou, and those officials who were unwilling to leave could still sit in the yamen and continue to manage the occupied city.

The wooden sign on his chest was very heavy, and it was even heavier after soaking in water, and he felt that the string was about to break his neck, but what made him angry was not the persecution he had received, but the person who wrote the wrong words on the wooden card, or his student!

His school was in the west of Guizhou City, and in addition to being responsible for the enlightenment of children, he also accepted three or five scholars who wanted to participate in the imperial examination, and explained to them the collection of annotations on the Hundred Families of Zhuzi.

He Ning Chunyu participated in the scientific examination of Chunxi year, although he was only born in the same Jinshi, and he has not been able to fill the vacancy in the local area, and he depressedly broke off the idea of taking a career in office, but he has never stopped studying and studying poorly over the years, so he also has a little reputation in the literary world.

For this fame, there is an endless stream of people who bring their children to his school to seek teaching.

However, compared to those pampered children of rich families and the descendants of pampered eunuchs, he prefers the local poor scholars.

These people are children who came out of the local alien race, and giving these children rituals and teachings can allow them to integrate into the life of the Han people in the Central Plains, make this land truly a family, and let the Han people and the familiar barbarians live in harmony together, perhaps this is what he Ning Chunyu is most proud of, and it is also the most damned crime he is now guilty of.

On the day the city broke, he sat upright in the school hall, with a small stove at his feet, the school was ventilated on all sides, and the students were sitting in danger, shivering with cold, but finally they were not sleepy.

There were a lot of house slaves standing outside the school, carrying a red-hot stove and holding a thick winter coat in their arms, waiting for the little master to disperse, so as to warm the little master as soon as possible.

Although Mr. Ning Chun Yuning is so strict, the old man is very old, and let his children suffer a little in order to read good books, which seems to have become everyone's consensus.

There are also some native Miao children in the school, wearing only single clothes, their hands and feet are cracked, and their faces and noses are red from the cold, but they are more attentive and louder than Han Jialang.

There was an air of refusal to admit defeat in their eyes, which sometimes made Ning Chunyu feel a little afraid, but they also cherished the opportunity to study more than Han Jialang.

Their parents used things like bacon or dried fruits and mushrooms as bundles every month, and gave them to Ning Fuzi as tuition.

Hearing that the children were reading loudly, Ning Chunyu opened his eyes slightly, and quietly moved the stove at his feet to the front, because the child in front of him was called Luo Qilin, a child of the Miao family, and it was precisely because he was wearing the least clothes that Ning Chunyu asked him to sit in the first row and get closer to the stove.

While they were reading the book, the brutes rushed in, first knocked down all the housekeepers and grooms outside, stripped them of their clothes, and then asked them to take the little Han doll and go to each house to extort money.

As for the Miao children in the school, the barbarians put away the books for them, and then threw them a bamboo spear with a sharpened head.

"It's time. ”

Those barbarians said to the Miao children, and the eyes of those Miao children were filled with tears of excitement!

Ning Chunyu is a scholar, and he knows the folk customs of Juzhou and even the southwest very well, and one of his most common words is that if you want to understand the culture of a nation, you want to understand their language, so he knows Miao language, and even some relatively obscure Tujia languages, he can understand them.

When he heard the words of the barbarians, he did not panic, because it is the bearing and demeanor that a gentleman should have in the face of danger, although from this sentence he knew that the siege of the city was planned by the barbarians for a long time.

Luo Qilin hesitated, but after all, he didn't pick up the bamboo gun, but looked at the stove that was about to be moved to his feet, he knew that this stove was originally for Mr. to warm his feet.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers saw it in his eyes, and kicked the stove over, and the coals splashed on Ning Chunyu's body, but the old master did not scream and jump, but slowly picked up the coals on his body and put them under his feet to step on them.

When he picked up the coals, Luo Qilin and other elementary school children could even hear the coals scalding the old master's fingers!

When the leader of the barbarian soldiers saw Ning Chunyu like this, his eyes suddenly showed murderous aura!

In his eyes, Han Jialang has always been a soft bone, don't you see that after the city is broken, those officials and rich people can't wait to welcome them, and even take out cattle, sheep, grain, grass and wine to treat them, for fear that they will burn and slaughter the city!

However, it was such an old man who only knew how to teach, and he had no power to restrain the chicken, and his face did not change, which made the barbarians feel very angry!

The barbarian leader saw that Luo Qilin and the other children had concern in their eyes, as if he was afraid that they would hurt the old man, and the barbarian leader was even more angry!

"Baby, come here!" the leader of the barbarian soldiers gave an order, and those Miao schoolchildren all gathered in front honestly.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers walked around, constantly scanning the children, and finally his eyes fell on Luo Qilin.

"Baby, you tell me about it, why are you reading this book!"

Luo Qilin was a little embarrassed, looked at Ning Chunyu, and saw that the old master opened his eyes slightly, and gave him an encouraging smile, so he replied stumblingly: "There is too much virtue... The second is meritorious service, and the second is speech... Establish virtue for oneself, speak for the people, make meritorious contributions to the family and the country, cultivate one's self and govern the country and level the world, and we are those who study..."

"Enough!" the brute shouted angrily at Luo Qilin, and the spit stars sprayed on Luo Qilin's face!

"The grandfather at the head of the family sent you to study, but did he tell you in private, why did you read the book, is it to become the eagle dog and lackey of these Han people?"

"No... No..."Seeing that Luo Qilin was submissive, and he didn't dare to come out, the barbarian soldier had a posture of hating iron and steel, snorted coldly, and asked all the barbarian schoolchildren.

"Tell me aloud, what are you studying for, are you trying to be a lackey for them!"

"It's not!"

The schoolchildren seemed to be aroused to the blood in their bones, and answered the leader's question loudly, and even Luo Qilin's eyes became ashamed, as if they were ashamed of their cowardice and ashamed of themselves for becoming weak!

The leader of the barbarians was very satisfied, and asked again in a loud voice, "Then why are you reading this book?"

"To defeat them! To drive them out!" the schoolchildren replied loudly, although it was not neat, but it made Ning Chunyu's heart chill!

He has always regarded this place as his home, and has always regarded these barbarian children as ordinary children, in his opinion, the children of the world can become the disciples of the saints, they can all read and reason, as long as they read the same books, they are the same people!

However, it was only at this time that he suddenly realized that in the eyes of these barbarians, this land was the land of their ancestors, and the Han people were nothing more than invaders!

He wanted to teach them to read and reason, but the barbarians only read to know their enemies better!

At this moment, Ning Chunyu suddenly felt cold all over, as if something he had insisted on and pursued all his life had collapsed.

The leader of the barbarian soldiers felt very pleased, he handed the bamboo spear to Luo Qilin, and said to him: "Baby, do you want to continue studying, or go home to worship the ancestral spirit?"

Luo Qilin looked at Ning Chunyu, tears began to roll in his eyes, and the leader of the barbarian soldiers continued to say gloomily: "This old man, I'm about to turn you into a Han, but are you a child of my Miao family, or do you want to be a Han?"

"Are you still my Miao family's son!" The brute leader suddenly shouted, Luo Qilin's eyes suddenly became resolute, and he replied loudly: "I am the son of the Miao family!"

"How do you prove it!"

"How do you prove it!"

"Why are you still the son of my Miao family!"

The leader of the barbarian soldiers drank violently one after another, almost roaring, Luo Qilin finally cried, his mind was hot, Miao Jiaerlang's bloody nature burst out, and the small bamboo spear stabbed into Ning Chunyu's body in one fell swoop!

The blood was dripping down, and the barbarians and schoolchildren raised their arms and cheered, throwing Luo Qilin high, as if saving a lost soul again, as if they had found a hero of the Miao family again!

Luo Qilin cried in the bumps, turned his head to look at his old gentleman, but saw Ning Chunyu covering his stomach, raised his head with some difficulty, and smiled at him slightly, just like telling him on weekdays: "As long as you study, your heart is full, and your stomach will not be hungry", which makes no sense.

Ning Chunyu was just set up out of the school by his own students and barbarians, tied to the wooden stakes at the gate of this city, and displayed to the public like cattle and horses, and was spurned by the barbarians who came and went, and there were even many children who threw sundries and filth and stones at him.

What makes him distressed is that there are still many children of the Han family here.

For readers, this is a matter of Sven's sweeping, this is a lifelong shame, and this is the moment when Ning Chunyu thinks he is the most defeated.

He stared at the wooden card silently, and began to hate himself, at this time, he still cared about the words written on the wooden card, no wonder he Ning Chunyu only knew how to read in his life, and he was only worthy of reading.

The winter sun was warm on his body, but his heart grew old and could no longer be warmed.

He bit his tongue and shed tears, and the next moment, he was about to bite off his tongue so hard that he couldn't take it anymore!

However, at this moment, a figure blocked his sunlight, and Ning Chunyu raised his head, but saw a slender man standing in front of him.

This man is very elegant, let's put it this way, there is a kind of person, when you see him for the first time, you think that he should be a reading seed, whether he has read a book or not, this is a kind of temperament.

The man looked at Ning Chunyu, then took out a knife from his waist that he didn't know what material it was, and slowly scratched the misspelled word on the wooden card.

He was followed by several people, a woman carrying a child on her back, presumably his family, an old man, a tall attendant, and an equally elegant Taoist.

After the man scraped off the letter, he took a piece of black charcoal from the charcoal basin on the left side of the city gate and rewrote the words on the card.

After doing all this, the man bowed to Ning Chunyu, upright, and bowed to the end.

"Sir suffered. ”

Ning Chunyu burst into tears, raised his head, and said vaguely: "It's still warm this day..."