Chapter III: Expulsion
On the stairs on the second floor of the Ink Pavilion, there was a man in his twenties, dressed in a Xuanqing linen robe, who stopped in front of Chen Yuan unruly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Behind him, followed by a middle-aged man who kept nodding his head and bowing, like a servant.
Seeing Chen Yuan looking up at him, he raised his head, walked down, and asked Chen Yuan, "Young Master Ben asked you, didn't you hear?"
Chen Yuan frowned slightly, it turned out that it was really like what was said in the novel, you could encounter such a second goods anywhere.
Seeing that Chen Yuan didn't say anything, the man in Mai was a little impatient, and he glanced back at the middle-aged man who was following him.
"The recent period is a critical period for this cabinet, which is related to whether this phase of the opening ceremony can be held smoothly, you listen, we must strictly control it, and do not mix in some people who are lucky and unskilled in the opening ceremony. ā
"If you disrupt this big sacrifice, you are the only one who asks!"
"Remember it for Young Master Ben!"
The middle-aged man was reprimanded, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to even claim that it was.
Seeing that the middle-aged man was still acquainted, the arrogant young man nodded, and when he saw Chen Yuan, who was standing on the side without moving, his voice became more and more stern.
"Why are you still here, if you have nothing to do, get out of here!"
"Huh!"
Chen Yuan was angry, these two self-righteous people were talking to themselves there, he hadn't said a word, it seemed that he was really sick, this disease had to be cured!
"I'm here to participate in the Kaifeng Festival, what's the matter, does the Mo Pavilion have a rule that doesn't allow people to sign up?"
"Oh, are you a student?" Mai's young man's face changed slightly, with his identity, although he was not afraid, he could not offend a student who had the hope of opening up.
"Yes!" Chen Yuan thought to himself: "I'm new here, I'll bear it!"
The young man in Mai looked at Chen Yuan again, this time, he had a lot of intentions. Chen Yuan's demeanor was calm, and he responded with neither humility nor arrogance, which added a lot of points to him.
"Let's be sure! Don't be a bastard to harm Young Master Ben, right? There shouldn't be anyone who has this kind of courage!"
Suppressing the violence in his heart, the hesitation in the eyes of the young man in Mai did not decrease, and his tone was three points softer.
"Your Excellency's surname?"
"Don't give your surname Chen, Erdong Chen. ā
The young man in Mai nodded secretly, and replied decently, it is indeed the appearance of having entered school, no, you have to ask.
"Where did you study?"
"Chengtang High School. ā
"Chengtang High School, haven't you heard of it, look at his tone firmly, blurted out, it doesn't look like it's fake, could it be an unknown Zaitye Book Club?"
"I don't know what kind of character is the major in geometry?"
"It's been 12 years since I went to school. ā
The arrogant young man was stunned when he heard this, and he has been studying for twelve years?
"I haven't been blessed by the opening ceremony for twelve years?
"Brother Tai is so tenacious and persevering, he is really a model for my generation, I wonder if Brother Tai has brought the sacrifice words, can you let the younger brother pay a respect?"
I can't do it when I go to school, but I can see the level of the sacrificial words, if this Chen Yuan really has two brushes, what's the harm in selling face!
I don't know what the young man in Mai thinks, Chen Yuantou is a big one, what is it? Why didn't the village chief tell him, didn't he just come to Moge to report his name, worship the old ancestors, the old gods, and see if he is lucky, if he is lucky, he will be blessed, and if he is unlucky, he will go back to his own home?
"I came in a hurry and forgot the words at home for a while. ā
"Why don't you report your name first, and then ask your brother to correct it next time?"
Chen Yuan was embarrassed, how could he have any sacrificial words on him? There was not a single hair, so it was only right to report his name first. As for the sacrificial words or something, I'll talk about it later!
Didn't bring it? No, the Mai young man was a little sure, but a trace of doubt was still not dispelled.
"Of course it's no problem, Xiaoliu, don't register Brother Chen yet. ā
"Yes, yes! ā
The middle-aged man who had been bending over and not making a sound behind the young man in Mai hurriedly led the two into a compartment.
The inside of the cubicle was not as large as it seemed from the outside, and the surrounding walls were empty, except for the wall facing the door, where a portrait of an old man hung from it.
Under the portrait, there is an incense case, on which is placed a very simple incense burner, the incense burner is full of incense, wisps of smoke, the word incense burner rises slowly, the smoke is swirling, such as smoke and fog.
The middle-aged Xiaoliu led Chen Yuan to the incense burner, took out a roll of bamboo slips, opened it, and saw that it was engraved with dense small characters, which should be the students who signed up for the opening ceremony.
"May I ask the name of the little gentleman?"
Chen Yuan was speechless, this is the rhythm that is going to be said again?
"Chen Yuan. ā
"Ancestral home?"
"Qingtian Village. ā
"Age?"
ā......ā
......
One question and one answer, the blank bamboo slips were carved by the man, all of which were some basic information, but they were the same as the personal information filled in before the crossing.
"Okay, Childe's information has been filled in, I wonder if Childe will hand over the money now, or wait for someone to send it?"
"Nima, isn't it free? Why are you charging again?"
"Village chief, I was killed by you, what kind of information, except for the time and name, everything else is wrong!!"
Chen Yuan was stunned, does the money and copper plate count?
"Hehe, there was no charge 60 years ago, but over the years, more and more students have participated in the opening ceremony, and many have participated in it twice or three times, and the cost is too great. ā
"Fifty years ago, after discussion among the pavilion lords and elders, it was decided that all students who wanted to participate in the opening ceremony would need to hand over one hundred taels of silver as a subsidy for the maintenance of the Ink Pavilion. ā
"Everyone in the world knows about this matter, why doesn't Brother Chen know?"
He stood aside silently when he asked for a sacrifice without success, but at this time, he interjected and looked at Chen Yuan with suspicion.
"Hehe, just kidding, just kidding!"
Haha, Chen Yuan diverted the topic.
"In the next moment, I don't know where the money fell, I don't know if I can owe it for a period of time, and after the opening ceremony, I will give the money to the next decision. ā
"It's not impossible, I don't know which university Gongzi is under his tutelage? Is it Liu Gong of Dongyuan? or Mao Gong of Qinglou? Or is it Zhengde Gong of Changhua?"
Mai young man is coming as soon as he opens his mouth, Liu Gong, Mao Gong, and Zhengde Gong are all well-known people of high morality, and they can worship under these celebrities, which can be said to have a bright future.
"As long as Childe's division commander can guarantee it, it will only be a hundred taels, and Moge can still take it out. ā
"This ...... The commander of the lower division has passed away, and I am afraid that I will not be able to come. ā
Qingtian Village, I remember that there have been no students in Qingtian Village for more than 50 years to come to Moge to participate in the opening ceremony, and the village kindergarten has been closed for many years because there is no enlightened teacher. ā
Mai's youth is not light, a turtle that pops out of nowhere, but he is mistaken for a student who signed up, which is really a great shame.
"Please teach me, where is Chengtang High School, who is the teacher, how many students are there, and how many people are there who have become talents?"
"It seems that Your Excellency has come to make trouble in the Ink Pavilion, right?"
"Someone, beat this boy who despises Moge out for me, and no one is allowed to let him in. ā
"Inform the teacher of the situation here, and ask him to send the ink pavilion document to the old man, and spread the portrait of this kid to the pavilion. ā
"Boy, you dare to play Uncle Ben, I told you that you will never enter the Mo Pavilion again in this life. ā
The more Mai young man spoke, the angrier he became, no one had ever dared to entertain him like this, he decided to kill Chen Yuan, completely eliminating the possibility of Chen Yuan going to school and starting a front.
Chen Yuan was also annoyed in his heart, the news of the village chief was really wrong, and this kid didn't know what the origin was, he said that he would drive people out, as if Moge was opened by his family.
"I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore. ā
Chen Yuan is not a good temper who scolds and does not return the favor.
Chen Yuan turned around angrily, and groaned loudly as he walked.
"Moge is resting on the book, and Qingtian is returning to the house. Not talented and abandoned, poor and sparse. ā
"Good Poetry !!"
A seductive voice came from inside the Ink Pavilion, causing him to stop the foot of the halfway gate that he had already taken.
"Who is the master, please stay!"