Chapter 3: Shafts
As usual, after taking a short rest, he went out to the latrine.
He is a slow man, he can see everything, and everything is calm.
Everything is as usual, entering the thatched pit, stepping on the stepping board in the thatched pit, at this time Hu Yan, still thinking about an article he read today, although he was in the thatched pit at this time, he was interested, and couldn't help but read it silently in a low voice: "The ancient gentleman stood up and acted on himself, and people admired it, not ......"
Rumble......
Hu Yan's words came to an abrupt end.
Hu Yan, who was squatting in the pit, first had a blank head, and then leaned over, like a porcupine, screaming and rushing out with his underwear.
This pit is a dry toilet, and the place where the squatting pit is connected to the dung pit below, after that muffled sound, Hu Yan is covered with golden things, which is not only embarrassed, but also feels stinky.
Hu Yan lifted the belt of his trousers and howled: "Who, who is it?" β
While talking, I saw a group of teenagers running away.
Hu Yan stood in place, his mind blank.
When he gradually began to accept the reality, this humble gentleman of the Yongle Dynasty, who was originally from Nanchang Mansion, Jiangxi Province, and was rarely known for his kung fu cultivation, couldn't help but scold: "Poke the eldest mother!" β
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Hu Yan, who had been bathed for an hour, arrived at Minglun Hall in a vigorous manner, and gathered all sentient beings, but he was still angry, and shouted: "Who did it." β
The young people were silent, but they were silent.
Are these all the descendants of military generals and heroes, or are they righteous and betraying their classmates? Cheap!
Zhang Xuan stood straight, he couldn't help but be complacent, he couldn't help but be proud of doing such a big thing.
But......
Although all of them did not squeak.
At this time, the eyes of the teenagers all looked at Zhang Xuan one by one.
The smile on Zhang Xuan's face gradually faded.
Betrayal will definitely not be betrayed, but it is reasonable that the young man can't hide things in his heart.
Zhang Xuan subconsciously said: "Teacher...... Not me! β
When he said this, Hu Yan was not only angry, but also an unspeakable humiliation mixed with anger.
He insulted the old man's IQ!
So there was an angry roar in the Minglun Hall: "Among all beings, there is no stubborn man! β
Sonic rubble!
Hu Yan, a Confucian priest from the country, has now turned into a martial artist who is good at beating Wang Baquan.
Zhang Xuan: "Whew......"
Zhang Anshi is a kind person, the rabbit died and the fox was sad, he couldn't bear to watch the scene of Zhang Xuan's punishment.
But...... There is a good side to everything, at least for now, Zhang Anshi...... Finally it worked.
He was fortunate to take a big step forward from the most evil imperial relatives and relatives, and with his own efforts, he is now ...... became the penultimate place.
It seems that if this continues, the whole city of Nanjing will change their image of him, and he ...... Be a man again!
Zhang Xuan was almost beaten to the ground, chirping, and went to school with the support of all the teenagers.
Although he was beaten, his face was full of red light, and he babbled: "Brother Zhang, am I angry?" I didn't confess to everyone. β
Zhang Anshi gave a thumbs up: "Guan Yunchang is no longer alive, and that's it." β
Zhu Yong also nodded with a chicken pecking rice, expressing his approval for Zhang Xuan.
Zhang Anshi said: "It's rare that we are all righteous people, both of whom have the same temper and are both righteous and thin, why don't we burn yellow paper and be brothers?" β
Zhang Xuan limped, Fang Cai's sentence was his last stubbornness, in fact, he was so painful that he couldn't speak.
Zhu Yong was full of interest: "Okay, okay, let's make a righteous alliance in Taoyuan." β
Hu Yan's school is not every day, after all, he is the son of the country to supervise the sacrificial wine, and according to the rules, he teaches a day's homework on five days.
Five days later, Zhang Anshi rushed to the school, Zhang Xuan and Zhu Yong had already come, Zhu Yong shouted: "Righteousness, righteousness!" β
Even Zhang Xuan said: "Master Hu is about to start classes, you need to hurry!" β
Zhang Anshi smiled and said, "I brought yellow paper. β
As he spoke, he pulled out a stack of yellow paper from his sleeve.
"Which of you got the chickens?"
"Chickens?" Zhu Yong and Zhang Yi looked at each other: "Why do you still want to eat chicken?" β
Zhang Anshi sighed and said: "It's not about eating chickens, it's about killing chickens, we are serious brothers of the opposite sex, of course, we have to be justified, killing chickens and drinking chicken blood is a lifelong friendship." β
Young people are precisely the most particular about the sense of ceremony, of course, this sense of ritual can probably be called the second second.
After Zhu Yong listened, the chicken pecked the rice and nodded: "An Shi knows everything, but where to look for chickens?" β
Zhang Anshi coughed: "I just heard a rooster crow." β
Zhang Xuan's eyes lit up: "Ah, this is a chicken raised by Master Hu." β
Hu Yan is a clear stream, after all, he is a scholar, and the blessing of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of Taizu Gao, the treatment of officials is very low, and life in Nanjing City is quite poor, so he raised seven Luhua chickens in the backyard.
Zhang Anshi sighed: "The matter is urgent, what should I do?" β
"It's a pity that my injuries haven't healed now, otherwise I ......" Zhang Xuan became anxious at this time.
Both of them looked at Zhu Yong.
Zhu Yong's eyes widened: "You won't let me steal **!" β
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Giggle......
Smack, slash with a knife.
In the corner of the front yard of this school, among a pile of weeds, the neck of the Luhua chicken was crooked, and blood splashed out.
Zhu Yong held the knife, bared his teeth, and then put the knife away, and cursed in his mouth: "This must be a hen, chirping." β
The three of them burned yellow paper and drank chicken blood, and then naturally it was a clichΓ© performance, which was nothing more than being born on the same day, the same month, and the same year.
Zhang Anshi is the oldest and has become the eldest brother.
Zhu Yong is second, and he is the second.
Zhang Xuan is the youngest, so he can't help but be small.
When they heard the bang, the three of them hurriedly ran to Minglun Hall.
Hu Yan's mood is actually exceptionally good.
He sublimated.
After all, time can always dilute the memories that are not good.
As the "Book of Shang" said, there is tolerance, and virtue is great.
Again, as before, he couldn't help but smile with a reserved and polite smile when he taught, as if the unpleasantness of the past had never happened.
After a lesson, he didn't care if the teenagers listened attentively, couldn't he delve into everything, what if he found something?
So after class, it was Hu Yan who ran away with a bucket first.
After another class, I couldn't help but feel happy.
He returned to the back house and was about to return to his study.
But at this moment, a voice was heard: "Come, come." β
This is the voice of Mrs. Zhou.
Hu Yan frowned, he didn't like his wife's daily fuss.
But his legs still went in the direction of Zhou.
"Sir, you ...... You...... Let's count ......"
Hu Yan's eyes fell on the chicken coop, and he read calmly: "One, two...... Five, six, seven......"
The seven characters were just halfway out, but they quickly shrank back again.
Hu Yan's breathing began to be rapid, and this time he stretched out his finger, for fear that he had missed it, and continued to count: "One...... Two...... Six...... What about chickens, what about chickens? How is one missing? β
Zhou said: "Will it be lost?" β
"Where, I usually don't see a lost ...... in the courtyard."
When Hu Yan said this, his body couldn't help but tremble, his face was sallow, and between the electric light and flint, he seemed to think of something.
"Yes, yes, it must be those shafts!"
"Shaft? Could it be those children that the master is talking about? But they're children......... What's more, it's your protΓ©gΓ©..."
Hu Yan almost jumped up: "Just because he is the old man's protΓ©gΓ©, the old man feels bad, the old man is a teacher, what he taught himself, don't you know?" β
Hu Yan was distressed.
It's not a chicken thing...... No, this is the matter of chickens, a chicken is so big, it is worth a lot of money, and it is almost worth a few days.
Zhou suddenly remembered something: "What you say, I think of this morning, there is a person who is not small, always in the backyard to probe his brain......"
"Is it black with a mole on your forehead?"
"Exactly!"
Hu Yan beat his chest and fell to his feet, and shouted: "Zhu Yong...... Not the son of man! β