"What about the bastard?"

A voice that seemed angry sounded in the courtyard of the Feng family's mansion.

"Old Master Zhang, why are you here?"

Feng Qing'an in the room heard Yin's surprised voice, followed by his eldest brother Feng Qingping's courteous voice,

"Teacher!"

"Chengwen! Where is your brother Feng Qing'an? ”

The old man's voice softened a little, but he was still angry, but he just held back.

"He's still in the bedroom!"

"How long has it been, and you're still sleeping, let me ask you, this son threatened to be a yaman yesterday, is this matter serious?"

"It's true, but it's just a joke from my brother, and I ask my teacher not to take it seriously."

Feng Qingping glanced at the old man with all his beard in front of him, this is the teacher in the village school, and he is also his enlightenment and teaching teacher, and he is also his second brother's current enlightenment teacher.

"Lead me forward, and I'll ask this son face to face!"

"Yes!"

Feng Qingping glanced at it worriedly, the shiny bamboo whip held in his hand by his teacher, glanced at Yin, and there was a trace of helplessness in his eyes, so he could only turn around and lead the way.

Bang~

The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the old gentleman with a bamboo whip walked in with a half-grown teenager, and in the room, it was a child riding on the edge of the window.

"Good morning, sir!"

Looking at each other, Feng Qing'an rode on the edge of the window, with a well-behaved smile on his face, and greeted the old master of the village.

"What are you doing here?"

Old Master Zhang looked at this naughty boy who threatened to be a boy in the yamen with an expressionless face.

"Mr. Hui, the kid loves to go through the window!"

Feng Qing'an opened his mouth to talk, he couldn't say that he was ready to run away when he saw that the situation was not good, although he planned to see it to anyone with a discerning eye, but he was a little embarrassed to say it.

"Are you telling the old man that you don't like to follow the right path?"

Old Master Zhang's hand holding the bamboo whip tightened a little.

"No, no, no, Mr. misunderstood, I only occasionally open the window, usually I still like to walk through the front door and walk the right way."

Feng Qing'an hurriedly jumped down from the window, if he couldn't run away, he should face it honestly.

"Really? But the old man heard that you want to be a yaini? ”

"Sir, if I say that this is just a joke of the boy, will you believe it?"

Feng Qing'an looked at the extremely majestic old face and asked cautiously.

Mr. Zhang is a rare household with a different surname in Shili Fengjiagang, even so, in this Fengjiagang, Mr. Zhang is still highly respected, because his existence has raised the cultural level of the village to a higher level.

Scholars, besides, they are still talented at such an age, and they cherish their reputation the most, and they love face more.

Feng Qing'an knows that since his eldest brother was admitted to the Juren, this old gentleman has one more hobby, he likes to go out to visit friends when he has nothing to do, and there is nothing else to do, just to inadvertently show off his proud protégé.

"Jokes? The old man heard the famous name in your Fengya in Chengjiagou yesterday! ”

Old Master Zhang stared at the naughty boy in front of him and sneered.

"Cheng Jiagou? It's twenty miles away! ”

Feng Qing'an was a little dumbfounded, on the one hand, he was amazed that this old master was able to run so far in order to show off his protégé, and on the other hand,

"Sir, because you heard this rumor, you came here early in the morning?"

"The old man thought about it for half a night last night, tossing and turning, it was difficult to sleep peacefully, the wind was clear, I taught you for three years, why do you have the idea of being a yaman? Are all the sage books you memorized and learned just to fool the old man? ”

Old Master Zhang asked, at this moment, the cold color on the old man's face dissipated, and he was a little more tired and puzzled, he really couldn't understand why the students he taught had such thoughts.

"Of course not, sir, I shouldn't have said such things, I'm wrong, I'm just ......"

Seeing the appearance of the old gentleman in front of him, Feng Qingxin couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"That's it, you don't have to apologize to me, it's the old man who should ask your father and mother for the guilt, I didn't teach you well!"

After that, Old Master Zhang shook his head and sighed, turned around and left Feng Qing'an's bedroom, and the bamboo whip in his hand did not play its due role from beginning to end.

"Sir!"

Feng Qing'an is in a hurry, if this old master really asks his father and mother for guilt, then his father and mother won't beat him to death?

"Okay, you just stay here honestly, don't get involved, I'll help you explain!"

Seeing that this little brother was in a hurry, Feng Qingping couldn't help but smile.

The teacher's hand is so beautiful, his younger brother will probably never dare to say such a joke again, this is much more useful than a bamboo whip pulling out a few red marks.

"Big brother, it's all up to you!"

Feng Qing'an looked at the eldest brother, his eyes were full of expectations, the hand that Old Master Zhang gave him really caught him off guard, unexpectedly, if he really asked for the guilt, even if he didn't care about his reputation, he couldn't mix it up.

"Teacher!"

Feng Qingping didn't pay attention to Feng Qing'an, and hurriedly caught up with Old Master Zhang.

"Please stay and listen to the students!"

"Chengwen, what do you have to say?"

Looking at the protégé in front of him who was enough to be his lifelong pride, Old Master Zhang shouted his cousin, and his attitude eased a lot, but he also felt more sorry for his brother.

"The teacher misunderstood my brother, yesterday he said in front of everyone that he was a yaman, but it was just a joke......"

Feng Qingping told the reason for Feng Qing'an, but as soon as the words fell, Old Master Zhang became even more angry,

"Husband, when you have the ambition of Lingyun, how can you be so twisted and willing to give up! Lift people? This young man is precocious, although he is not as good as you, but he can also be called a prodigy, and he only has such a goal, if this is spread out, how should Dajin Shilin look at me? Teach a good piece of jade to be a stubborn stone! ”

"Teacher!"

Feng Qingping shouldn't have responded like this at this time, he respected this brother's choice, but it didn't mean that it was the same in the eyes of others.

"Big brother is a true gentleman!"

Feng Qing'an followed behind secretly, and when he heard the conversation between the eldest brother and Old Master Zhang, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

"Let's go, the old man is going to have a good talk with your father!"

"This is a matter of pleading?"

Feng Qingping's face showed a little hesitation.

"Just try the child's reaction, it's not bad, but I also know how to respect the teacher, if the old man asks your father and mother for guilt, how can this child hold his head up in the future? The old man can't just care about his reputation! ”

Old Master Zhang said slowly, with a kind of wisdom in his eyes that read all the vicissitudes of life.

"Chengwen thanked the teacher on behalf of the foolish brother!"

"Don't thank the old man, this is the duty of a teacher, I will definitely want this son to walk on the right path and not waste his time."