Pang Chunlai lived at the foot of Hanzhu Mountain, where there were several dilapidated thatched huts, and I heard that he paid for someone to build them.

The meal was done in the private school, and the other things were done by himself, and he didn't even invite a servant.

I don't think I take a bath much, because I'm too lazy to boil water, and there is no firewood seller in the countryside, so I have to pick up the water and firewood by myself.

Back in the hut, Zhao Han helped to study the ink, and Pang Chunlai began to write lace stories.

Zhao Han saw that he couldn't see clearly no matter how far or near he was, and he looked like presbyopia and myopia, so he couldn't help asking, "When did Mr. suffer from this eye disease?" ”

Pang Chunlai's eyes were almost on the paper, and he wrote in a strange posture, laughing at himself: "In the forty-seventh year of Wanli, I went with the army to kill the Tartars. Not a single Tartar was killed, but was almost taken captive as a slave, and when he fled, he fell off a cliff and his eyes were scratched by a branch. The left eye is nearly blind, and the right eye can only see near objects. ”

Zhao Han was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Pang Chunlai suddenly raised his head and asked with a smile: "Do you guess the geometry of the teacher?" ”

"Sixty?" Zhao Han guessed.

Pang Chunlai laughed: "Forty-five years old." ”

Is this forty-five years old?

No one doubts you when you say you're 70 years old.

Fei Yinghuan is also in his early forties, and he looks like he has just passed the age of standing, but who knows that he is the same age as Pang Fuzi!

Pang Chunlai is now full of gray hair, and his hair is more white and less black. He was the only one in the family who died, only his right eye could see, and he didn't know what other crimes he had suffered, so it was no wonder that he would instigate and induce children to rebel.

He himself has no capital to rebel, and he can't fool adults, so he can only slowly cultivate children, I'm afraid that Xu Ying is also in the anti-thief training program.

This thing hates both the Tartars and the Ming court!

Not long after, Pang Chunlai wrote an article, the writing was similar to a popular novel, and he tried to make it understandable to those who had read the book for a few years.

Zhao Han immersed himself in reading, then looked at Pang Chunlai, and thought: I was born at the wrong time! If you were born hundreds of years later, you must be a big blogger in self-media.

People say that the beginning of a picture, the content is all based on editing, this Pang Fuzi doesn't even have a picture.

It's ethics!

alluded to the fact that Zhang's family did not have children at the age of forty, so he hooked up with his nephew and prepared an ancient birthday gift for her husband in advance.

As for which one is that nephew?

Anyway, the Zhang family is big, the Fei family is prosperous, and as soon as the nephew grabs a handful, the reader can guess it.

The aunt and grandnephew have children, and the plot is too exciting and exciting, far more topical than hooking up with domestic slaves, and it is guaranteed to spread quickly in a few days.

Pang Chun said, "Use your left hand to help me copy a few copies." ”

It's okay to write with a brush with his right hand, but he can let Zhao Han write with his left hand, which is purely to catch ducks on the shelves.

After only writing a few words, Pang Chunlai frowned and said, "Don't write it, go and call Fei Ruhe." ”

Zhao Hanru was amnestied, put down the brush, and ran to the private school to find Fei Ruhe.

Fei Ruhe was confused and came with the scholar Fei Chun. He stood next to him and subconsciously looked at the paper, and the peach-colored article suddenly made his expression strange.

Pang Chunlai had already copied six or seven copies, and said to Fei Ruhe: "Your master and servant, stick this thing in a conspicuous place in Hanzhu Academy and private school. ”

Fei Ruhe is not stupid, he smiled and said: "Master, you better find someone else, if my father knows, he will have to beat me to death." ”

"Your father won't beat you," Pang Chun said, "Although your family is a side branch of the main sect, it is far away from Goose Lake, and you don't get much property on this side of the estuary, and you don't have a few people in Hanzhu Mountain." If this happens, it will be good for your family. It just so happens that your father is on the mountain, and he is the only one in this generation, so the mountain chief must be the first to consult with him and join hands to rectify the style of study in Hanzhu Academy. ”

"I don't do it." Fei Ruhe still shook his head.

Pang Chunlai began to seduce the children again: "You practice martial arts every day, but you want to be a general when you grow up?" ”

Fei Ruhe held his head high and said, "I want to be a hero? ”

"What?" Pang Chunlai thought he had misheard.

"I want to be a hero, do the right thing for heaven, rob the rich and help the poor!" Fei Ruhe spoke of his lofty ambitions.

Pang Chunlai couldn't help but complain: "Then you have to rob the Fei family first, Leadshan County is the richest in the Fei family." Don't rob it, wait for you to be in charge in the future, and distribute all the fields and shops of the Fei family in Goose Lake to the poor people in the township, that is the real hero! only robs others, not oneself, hypocrisy, what kind of hero? ”

It makes sense, Fei Ruhe couldn't refute it, and muttered: "If you can't be a hero, you can be a general." ”

Pang Chunlai was kind and seductive: "To be a general, you can't just practice martial arts. Blindly charging into battle, too! ”

Fei Ruhe asked, "Then what else do you want to practice?" ”

"The Art of War!" Pang Chun said.

Fei Ruhe's head suddenly became as big as a fight: "I also read "The Art of War", and I have to fall asleep if I can't finish reading it." And what kind of formation diagram, it makes people's noses fight. ”

Pang Chunlai sneered: "The art of war is not all this? Do you know how to set up camp? Do you know how to coordinate grain and grass? Do you know how to train the army and reorganize the army? ”

"I don't know." Fei Ruhe shook his head and said.

Pang Chunlai stroked his beard and said with a sly smile: "I will teach you for the teacher." ”

Fei Ruhe didn't believe it: "Don't coax me, you are an old master who knows this?" ”

Pang Chunlai patted the table and said, "I am a disciple of Liaodong General, and I don't know how many battles I have fought with the Tartars, I don't know those things?" ”

Fei Ruhe often heard the fourth uncle talk about the war in Liaodong, and said disdainfully: "If you Liaodong generals are powerful, you won't be beaten like that by the Tartars." ”

"It's about Lao Tzu's shit, no matter how good Lao Tzu's strategy is, those bastards must be willing to listen to it! Even if they listen, they have to do it, all the fucking betrayal of their allies and escape! Pang Chunlai was really angry, "I have a strategy for the art of war, so I asked you if you want to learn it?" ”

Fei Ruhe tilted his head and thought about it, and said tentatively: "Can you learn to try?" If I can't learn, I'll still practice martial arts. ”

"Yes," Pang Chunlai took a media article, "take it and post it all over the academy, and quietly spread it at night, don't be arrested." ”

Fei Ruhe and Fei Chun picked it up and ran, a little excited in their hearts, quietly doing bad things is always so exciting.

Pang Chunlai continued to copy it, copied more than ten copies, threw it to Zhao Han and said, "You take it and paste it in Henglin and the estuary." ”

Fei's Henglin ancestral house is several miles away from Hekou Town, and Zhao Han has to run back and forth for at least one night. Therefore, it is necessary to find Fei Ruhe's master and servant and let them be in charge of Hanzhu Academy, and they will not be busy at all if there are fewer people.

Zhao Han went to the ancestral house of the Fei family in Henglin first, trotted five miles, and was so tired that he stuck out his tongue.

The lights were dark, and there was no one to be seen, but from time to time there were a few dog barks.

There was a lantern lit at the gate of Fei's ancestral house, and Zhao Han first hid in the dark, wiped it with rice paste, and then rushed over and pasted it on the gate. After pasting, he ran, turned around and ran to the side door, each side door was pasted with one, and then went to paste the Fei ancestral hall.

It's the middle of the night.

The cold wind blew across the surface of the Xinjiang River, so cold that Zhao Han shivered, he ran all the way along the Xinjiang River, and finally arrived at Hekou Town.

The market is thriving, and even at night, there are cargo ships loading and unloading goods.

Crossing the bridge and coming to the entrance of the town, Zhao Han didn't dare to hesitate any longer, for fear of being remembered. He walked to the "three-person pavilion" and pasted the remaining big-character posters on the archway pillar.

Poor Fei Hong I, as the youngest champion of the Ming Dynasty, was insulted like this after his death. The archway dedicated to commemorating him as the first assistant was densely pasted with peach-colored articles, and the content was still his nephew and daughter-in-law hooking up with the younger generations......

It's not very hurtful, it's extremely insulting!

The sun gradually rose, the river surface was steamy, and the big-character posters on the archway pillars were soaked with night dew.

This archway stands alone at the mouth of the river, belongs to the largest flow of people in Leadshan County, and the business travelers from the south to the north gather, including many merchants from Huguang, Nanzhili, Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong.

It's not something that spreads all over Jiangxi, but all over Jiangnan!

In the middle of the morning, there was finally a merchant from other places, taking advantage of the gap between the guys loading the ship. He came to pay homage to the "three-person pavilion", but found that there was a lot of paper pasted on the archway pillar, and when he looked at it, he was stunned - good guy!