Although it is early winter, the warm sun today does not look cold.

The breeze blows into the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, as if playing the beautiful notes of nature.

With such weather and scenery, it should have been a fresh idyll. But Zhao Han seemed to see a picture of ghosts, flesh and blood stumps everywhere, evil ghosts with teeth and claws, and Yaksha hovering and laughing in the sky.

It seemed that he had returned to the outside of Tianjin, Zhao Han took his sister's hand and walked through countless terrible eyes.

Perhaps, these days are worry-free about food and clothing, Zhao Han almost forgot the hardships of that day. I forgot that he was in the south of Tianjin, where he caught a glimpse of someone exchanging children's corpses, and saw someone using bones as firewood to make soup and drink.

Coming to Lead Mountain, Zhao Han could vaguely guess that the people at the bottom here were not having a good time.

But the prosperous town, the fields with abundant grains, and the academies in the paradise all cast a veil on reality. No one wants to uncover it, look directly at the hidden ugliness, and Zhao Han is no exception, because it is really unacceptable.

If it goes on like this, Zhao Han will probably be domesticated, a domestication that he can't even detect.

I felt that life was not bad, until one day disaster struck.

Be accustomed to something?

No!

It shouldn't be!

"Young master, brother, this is it."

Zhao Han was suddenly awakened.

At some point, they had left the bamboo forest, and Fei Chun raised his hand and pointed to a few earthen houses.

The walls are rammed with earth, and bamboo strips are sandwiched inside the walls, similar to the role of steel bars. At the same time, it is also mixed with straw, which can insulate the temperature to a limited extent, so as to obtain the effect of warm in winter and cool in summer.

The roof is a grass roof, and it must be repaired after a while, otherwise it will definitely leak through the wind and rain.

There was a woman drying bamboo leaves, which were very good materials for starting a fire. Every day, bamboo leaves fall automatically, and you have to collect them quickly, and you may even get into a fight if you catch them in other homes.

"Excuse me, is Xu Ying at home?" Zhao Han asked.

The woman was obviously wrong, her face turned pale in an instant, and she held the bamboo rake in her hand and said, "He...... Did he get into trouble in the academy? ”

Fei Ruhe said: "Xu Ying ...... this afternoon"

"It's not a disaster," Zhao Han immediately interrupted Fei Ruhe and said with a smile, "We are Xu Ying's classmates, and we skipped class to play around." ”

The woman suddenly became much more relaxed and became enthusiastic: "Three young masters, come and sit down at home, and I will pour water for you!" ”

"There's Aunt Law." Zhao Han said.

The woman looked like she was thirty or forty years old, and she looked like she was forty or fifty years old, and she couldn't accurately observe her age.

A little doll of two or three years old, dragging a long nose, was lying on the door to peek at them. The snot flows to the upper lip, sucks it back, and then pokes out of the nostrils again, finding its natural path to flow again.

Zhao Han kicked away a ball of bamboo leaves, and there were many words written on the dirt floor, which should have been written by Xu Ying——

Zi said: The three armies can win the commandery, but the horseman cannot win the ambition.

Zi said: The clothes are shackled, and the clothes are the fox raccoon dogs, and the shameless ones are also the same? If you don't ask for it, what's the use......

"Let's go." Zhao Han turned to leave.

They all disappeared without a trace, and the woman finally came out with water.

She carried a kettle in her left hand and three clay bowls in her right hand, the least notched bowls in the house. And I cleaned it several times just now, so I must be clean, so as not to attract the dislike of my son's classmates.

……

The more Fei Yuanjian thought about it at the moment, the more panicked he became, and his mind was full of pictures of himself being hung up and beaten.

It's nothing to bully classmates, it's just a poor peasant family.

The biggest mistake he made was not to throw the book into the water. Such behavior, put in the lead mountain Fei's family, is no different from deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors!

took his followers to the stream and found that Xu Ying was still in place.

The farmer sat on a basket, his pants and shoes wet from the stream. Holding the cobblestone inkstone in both hands, he stared at the destroyed book in a daze, his eyes glazed over, muttering to himself, not knowing what he was muttering.

Fei Yuanjian got closer, and finally heard the content clearly, it turned out that Xu Ying was reciting the "Analects", and he was reciting Zhu Xi's annotations together.

I've been carrying it for more than half an hour.

When the schoolchildren came to Xu Ying's side, he still recited non-stop, not looking at others, as if he was isolated from the world.

"This guy won't be stupid, will he?" A schoolboy said.

"I think so."

"Hey, Xu Ying, Mr. asked us to find you back to study!"

"It's so stupid, he doesn't even pay attention to what he says."

"Why don't you slap him? I heard that I had lost my soul, and I could wake up with a slap. ”

"I'm going to hit you."

"Why should I fight?"

“……”

The students who are usually bullied arbitrarily have no one to touch him at the moment, and they just keep looking around him.

Fei Yuanjian finally couldn't help it, kicked the soaked book away, and shouted: "Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid again, say a few words!" ”

This move has had an effect.

Xu Ying, who was staring at the book, slowly looked up at Fei Yuanjian because the book was kicked open, and the voice of the recitation became louder: "Zi said: 'There is a way in the state, and dangerous words and deeds; There is no way to do it, and it is dangerous to say goodbye. 'Okay, Sun, and go to the sound. Dangerous, high and high. Sun, humility is also ......"

Fei Yuanjian threatened: "I don't care if you are stupid or not, anyway, your book fell into the water and has nothing to do with Young Master Ben, so you don't have to talk nonsense in front of Mr." Otherwise, see once and hit you once! ”

Xu Ying still had tears on her face, stood up with a pebble inkstone, her eyes were red, and she looked at Fei Yuanjian: "Zi said: 'Those who are virtuous must have words, and those who have words do not have to be virtuous; The benevolent must have courage, and the brave do not have to be benevolent. 'Those who are virtuous, and Shunji, Yinghua is ......"

Fei Yuanjian suddenly felt furious in his heart, subconsciously took two steps back, and scolded: "Did you hear it!" ”

"Nangong Shi asked Confucius and said: 'Yi is good at shooting, and he can't die; Yu Ji bows to the crops, and there is a world ......'" Xu Ying recited the "Analects" and continued to move forward.

Fei Yuanjian was so frightened that he stepped back again, took a few steps back and felt faceless, and stood up numbly and said, "Don't pretend to be stupid, I'm ...... Yes! ”

"Zi said: A gentleman but not a benevolent person has a husband, and there is no villain and a benevolent person is also ......"

Reciting sentence after sentence, Xu Ying had already walked in front of Fei Yuanjian, and suddenly raised the pebble inkstone in his hand and smashed it out.

Fei Yuanjian screamed, blood flowed from his forehead, and he lay on his back and fell into the stream.

"Save the young master!" Fei Yuanjian's scholar shouted.

The other schoolchildren were frightened by Xu Ying's madness, and they didn't dare to approach.

At this moment, seeing that Fei Yuanjian was injured and fell into the stream, he immediately sent a few to rescue, and the remaining joint forces subdued Xu Ying.

Xu Ying didn't resist at all, and after smashing out the inkstone, her face was expressionless, like a dead man, and she continued to recite the "Analects": "Zi said: Love, can you not work? Be loyal, don't be instructed. Su said: Love and don't work, the love of the calf is also ......"

Fei Yuanjian's head was dizzy at the moment, he was pulled up by others, and he heard a frightened shout in his ears: "Blood, a lot of blood!" ”

Fei Yuanjian reached out to touch his forehead, and sure enough, there was a lot of blood, and he fainted directly in fright.

This thing faints blood, does not faint others, only faints his own.

The schoolchildren were extremely panicked, carrying Fei Yuanjian back to the academy, and at the same time escorting Xu Ying back.

Xu Ying is still wandering in the world, reciting the "Annotations on the Analects" word by word, even exceeding the progress of the teacher's teaching. Since the teacher didn't talk about it, some of the content was unclear, and Xu Ying began to think silently about its reasoning.

"Doctor, doctor, the young master is bleeding and fainting!"

Hanzhu Academy is equipped with a doctor, who usually has a headache and brain fever, or is injured in a fight, and can be immediately called for treatment.

Fei Yuanjian's scholar said: "You are watching here, I will go back to report to the lord and madam!" ”

Pang Chunlai rushed to hear the news, and did not ask Fei Yuanjian how injured he was, but looked at Xu Ying, who was crazy, and asked angrily: "What happened to Xu Ying?" ”

One schoolboy replied: "He beat Fei Yuanjian to the point of bleeding and fainting." ”

Pang Chunlai smashed the ground with a cane: "I'm asking you, what's going on with Xu Ying!" ”

"I don't know, maybe his book fell into the water, and he was scared stupid by himself." Another schoolboy said.

"Nonsense!"

Pang Chunlai grabbed a schoolchild: "He values books more than his life, how could he fall into the water?" Say it quickly, or call your parents! ”

The student was frightened and trembled, "Really...... It was really he who dropped the book into the water himself. ”

Pang Chunlai grabbed a relatively timid one again: "If you don't tell the truth, I will expel you from the academy!" ”

This man came from a rich peasant family, did not dare to look directly at the teacher, and bowed his head and replied: "It is not the book I lost." ”

"Who lost that?" Pang Chunlai asked.

The rich peasant children were silent, not daring to lie in front of the teacher, nor daring to confess Fei Yuanjian.

"Okay, good, even the sage book dares to destroy it, the Fei family is really a good family style," Pang Chunlai said to the rich peasant child, "Where is the book?" Get it back for me! ”

As if the rich peasant children were amnestied, they hurriedly ran to the stream to look for books, and picked up their schoolbags, including the pebble inkstone that smashed Fei Yuanjian.

One after another, schoolchildren returned, gathered around to watch the excitement.

Not long after, the "Commentary on the Four Books" was also returned.

Pang Chunlai looked at the soaked books, and then without saying a word, he took the stupid Xu Ying and went to the mountain chief on crutches.

The mountain chief is not in a private school, but in the Hanzhu Academy halfway up the mountain.

Not long after they dared to go, Fei Yuanjian's parents came on a sliding pole.

His father's face was gloomy, but his mother began to roar before she could slide off the pole.

This is an old woman in her fifties, who gave birth to Fei Yuanjian at the age of forty-two. She hissed and shouted, "Whoever hurts my son, get out of here!" ”