The fans made of Xiangfei bamboo alone are all thousands.

In the last years of Guangxu, a Xiangfei bamboo cane was produced in the production area of Xiangfei bamboo. It is more than two meters long, the root is as thick as a cup, it is engraved with eight immortals, the eyebrows are revealed, the workmanship is exquisite, the whole body is smooth like a mirror, and the asking price is thirty taels.

If this cane is still around, it will at least start at a million.

The cane in Zhang Shiwei's hand is not expensive to call it a rare treasure.

The baby is a real baby, and it must hurt when it hits people.

"My great-grandson grew up, and even I was reluctant to say a word of weight, let alone fight."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shiwei's eyes turned red, his sleeves were rolled up, and he was hideous and fierce: "I've put up with you for a long time."

In an instant, Zhang Shiwei turned into a magma demon dragon, breathing fire all over his body, and raising his cane.

At this moment when the old demon ran wild, even Wang Pan on the side didn't dare to persuade him.

I stood quietly, looked directly at Zhang Shiwei, and asked Mu Ran, "Your great-grandson can't be beaten?"

When these words came out, Wang Pan's head drooped silently, and the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

Obviously, I said the wrong thing.

Zhang Shiwei was stunned for a moment, followed by the fierce light in his eyes, and suddenly got up! Look at the book

Holding Xiangfei's bamboo cane with both hands, she raised it high, and said murderously: "You say one more thing. Say one more word to me!"

I clasped my hands and said coldly, "Zhu Yuanzhang's sons and grandsons were all hit on the forehead by Emperor Li Xiyan, your great-grandson has a dragon son and a dragon grandson Jingui?"

When these words came out, Zhang Shiwei was stunned, and suddenly his pupils burst out with murderous intent!

To be honest, I'm still a little afraid of Zhang Shiwei's threat. After all, he didn't have many achievements like this, and the Father of the World who crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood was very murderous!

I can also understand Zhang Shiwei's feelings.

Not to mention Zhang Shiwei, even other grassroots ordinary people, seeing their grandchildren and great-grandchildren being beaten and flowering and scabbing, I am afraid that they would have killed those teachers a long time ago.

Besides, Zhang Yang is still the only bloodline of the Zhang family, and Zhang Yang's parents are no longer there, Zhang Shiwei pinned all his efforts and expectations on Zhang Yang.

Caring is chaotic, this is human nature!

However, I still have to be tough with Zhang Shiwei, even if the Xiangfei bamboo cane will fall on my head in the next second.

Even parents can't clean it up, so how can they clean up students!

Take you Zhang Shiwei to open the knife and stand up!

"Elder Zhang, do you want your great-grandson to become Jiaqing or Zhu Di?"

Zhang Shiwei's hands trembled slightly, and he was angry, how could he respond to my words.

I looked calm and indifferent and said, "Jiaqing was disobedient back then, so Qianlong beat Jiaqing's teacher. Zhu Di was too naughty and was spanked by Long Wenyuan, and was beaten by Li Xiyan until his head broke and his head was bleeding......

"Did Zhu Yuanzhang punish Long Wenyuan and Li Xiyan to the Nine Clans?"

"History of the Ming Dynasty" biography twenty-five. The excerpt is as follows: "Li Xiyan, Zi Yu'an, Jia Ren. Seclusion. Taizu's handwritten collection of signs, to Beijing, for the kings. The norms are severe, and the kings have those who do not lead the way, or hit their foreheads. The emperor was furious."

If you want to say which emperor in history is the most protective of calves, it is naturally Zhu Chongba.

But even if he protected the calf again, his son and grandson were beaten by the emperors, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't cut down the emperor no matter how angry he was, but reprimanded his children and grandchildren to listen to the class and study hard under the persuasion of Queen Ma.

Zhang Shiwei is a Confucian general who is a powerful all-round civil and military general, and he naturally knows this history.

"Lao Tzu doesn't need to be promoted to become a king and a tyrant, Lao Tzu just needs him to be safe!"

Zhang Shiwei's eyes were torn, and his cane rested on my shoulder: "What did he do wrong? You're going to beat him like this?"

"He doesn't have parents."

"He didn't have a father and mother when he was three years old......

It can be seen that Zhang Shiwei still talks about martial arts, but his emotions are a little out of control, which is completely incompatible with his status as a generalissimo.

In the next second, Zhang Shiwei roared again: "No matter how much you teach, you can't physically punish Yang Yang. He's so young, just turned seven."

I whispered, "What were you doing when you were seven years old?

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Zhang Shiwei angrily scolded me: "There is no comparison. There is no comparison between our time and now!"

"At that time, the warlords were divided, and the people were as cheap as grass."

Looking at Zhang Shiwei, who had gone mad, I knew that reasoning had lost its effectiveness, and I said coldly at the moment, "Then do you know why I physically punished the little monster?"

Under the poof.

Zhang Shiwei's anger that had just calmed down came up again: "Who is the little monster? You call Yang Yang a little monster? You're still worthy of being a teacher?"

As he spoke, Zhang Shiwei picked up the Xiangfei bamboo cane and gave me a hard blow. Impartially, it hit me right in the arm wound.

At the moment, I just felt a stream of heat flowing out, soaking my thermal underwear.

I frowned, snorted, and forcibly took Zhang Shiwei's cane blow, and shouted with my teeth, "He doesn't follow classroom discipline."

Zhang Shiwei gave me another wound: "Why don't you comply?"

Although Zhang Shiwei hit me with a bamboo cane, his strength was still very light, but my wound was recovering and could not withstand his toss.

So I stopped going around in circles with him, and went straight to the big killer: "Your great-grandson speaks in class."

Zhang Shiwei, who was still on fire, reprimanded me: "You should ...... when you speak in class."

Suddenly, Wang Pan's suppressed exclamation came, Zhang Shiwei's body and bones suddenly shook, and then his old eyes stared at me in surprise: "What did you say? Yang Yang speaks in class!"

"Say it again, you're not ......."

I grabbed Zhang Shiwei's bamboo cane in my right hand, took the generalissimo to the door, and turned around and left without saying anything.

Passing by Wang Pan's side, he whispered a few words to Wang Pan, and slowly descended to the second floor.

Zhang Shiwei looked back at me, the old face was full of doubts, shrunk his neck to the door, and looked inward with his side eyes.

Immediately, Zhang Shiwei shuddered and took two steps back.

Wang Pan hurriedly went up to support Zhang Shiwei, followed him to the door to take a closer look, and immediately opened his mouth to look back at Zhang Shiwei.

At this moment, Zhang Shiwei couldn't find any words to describe his expression, and his bulging eyes looked straight at me at the staircase, as if he had seen some miracle, he was horrified, excited and incredulous.

Suddenly, Zhang Shiwei quickly turned around and pulled Wang Pan away, and came to the door again.

This look made Zhang Shiwei look fascinated, and the old bones kept trembling and shaking, as if he was going to burp in the next second.

Immediately after Zhang Shiwei, he grabbed the doorknob and was about to twist in.