In autumn, the wind is crisp and the sun is shining.

From afar, there are continuous golden rice fields, and there are old farmers farming on the ridges.

Talented and beautiful women walked together, laughing and laughing.

Jiang Han didn't go out with these people, drank a glass of wine, and said with some feelings: "Looking at the scenery in the vastness, the brigade is poor in autumn." Lai has the South Garden chrysanthemum, and the remnants of the flowers are enough to relieve sorrows. ”

"Good poetry!"

As he finished reciting the last sentence, a woman's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Han raised his head and saw Yang Pujia walking towards him gracefully.

Yang Pujia is about twenty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a plain long skirt and a cold temperament, like an iceberg beauty.

Jiang Han suddenly remembered what Hong Yuan said: On the surface, it is soft and hard, but in fact, it is hard to eat until the mouth is soft.

"Childe has this good poem, why don't you recite it?" Yang Pujia tasted this five-character quatrain, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little appreciative.

Jiang Han smiled: "I only got it occasionally, but I didn't have poetry just now." ”

Yang Pujia looked at the rice field in the distance, the talented and beautiful women playing on the field stalks, and said, "Won't the son go out with them for an outing?" ”

Jiang Han shook his head and said, "Not interested." ”

"Oh? What is that childe interested in? Yang Pujia said.

Jiang Han said: "I'm only interested in making money. ”

Yang Pujia was silent, thinking of the bookstore and tea house opened by this person, and the business was extremely hot, but I was afraid that the money earned should not be spent every day, right? Still thinking about making money?

Jiang Han and Yang Pujia really didn't have much to talk about, so they had to find an excuse to leave.

Yang Pujia said suddenly: "My teacher has praised the son for being talented several times. ”

"Oh?" Jiang Han thought to himself, Yang Pujia's teacher? That's the sacrificial wine of the Guozijian?

This Zhou sacrificial wine is also a famous Confucian all over the world.

Yang Pujia said: "The son is talented, and Pujia has a reluctant request. ”

Jiang Han said: "Miss Yang said. ”

Yang Pujia said: "I want to invite the son to the Guozijian and serve as the teacher." ”

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, serving as the master of the lecture? Want me to be a teacher? It was the first time that someone had invited me to be a teacher.

But when the teacher has a fart, I'll think about it when I ask me to make a sacrificial drink.

Jiang Han refused and said: "Jiang Han is only a shallow learner, and he is a good person, how can he be a master with talent and virtue?" What's more, I have to participate in the Spring Festival next year, so I really don't have time. ”

Yang Pujia said: "With the talent of the son, he has surpassed many masters in the Guozi Prison, how can he be arrogant? And Pu Jia didn't dare to occupy too much of the child's time, just put on a name, and occasionally come to class for students. ”

Jiang Han groaned and said, "If it's just a name, it's not impossible." ”

Yang Pujia smiled: "So, Childe agreed?" ”

Jiang Han said: "If I go to teach, is there a limit to what classes I can teach?" ”

Yang Pujia said: "It's all up to the son." ”

Jiang Han nodded, he hasn't been a teacher yet, and it's not bad to be addicted.

At this time, a student suddenly rushed in and shouted, "Oh no! Yang Xuezheng, something happened! Miss Tang Yue let a few Diao people be bullied! ”

Yang Pujia was taken aback: "What's the matter?" ”

The student said: "We are playing, who knows where a few Diao people popped out of nowhere, wanting to bully Tang Yue, Hou An was furious and stopped Diao Min, who knew that Diao Min ran over and wanted to kill Hou An and Tang Yue!" ”

Yang Pujia frowned, this Hou An is the son of Hou Yong, the Duke of Luguo, with a noble status, and Tang Yue is the lord of Huaiping.

If something happens to the two, it's going to be a big deal.

"I'll take a look." Yang Pujia got up and left.

Jiang Han also followed behind Yang Pujia, got out of the Jade Tower, and soon came to a ridge.

I saw a group of students gathered together, and one of them, a boy in a fancy costume, was protecting a woman in a yellow shirt, and the woman in the yellow shirt was full of pride.

In front of the students, there were three peasants, one of whom was sitting in the ridge, his face was muddy, and his eyes were looking at the rice fields on the side, and his eyes were full of heartache.

The other two peasants stood aside, their faces full of anger.

In the rice field on the side, many paddies were trampled and covered with footprints.

Everyone was talking, and the scene was very noisy.

Jiang Han frowned when he saw the trampled rice in the field, and called Yuan Bin to ask what was going on.

Yuan Bin was with these people, and immediately said 1510.

After listening, Jiang Han only felt a burst of anger in his chest!

What Diao people, they are clearly farmers!

What kind of bullying Tang Yue, it was simply that Tang Yue and others were playing here, in order to catch crabs in the rice field, they ran to the rice field and trampled a lot of rice!

The peasants in the rice fields stepped forward to dissuade them, but Tang Yue didn't listen at all, but deliberately stepped on the rice, and the peasants wanted to drive Tang Yue out in a fit of rage, but who knew that Hou An ran over and kicked the farmer directly into the farmland!

The three peasants were full of anger, but when they looked at so many people, they dared not speak out, and their eyes were full of heartache as they looked at the ears of rice in the field.

At this time, Tang Yue didn't know what to say, Hou Ping showed a cruel smile on his face, suddenly stepped forward, and kicked the muddy peasant in the chest!

This kick is extremely powerful, and it goes completely to the heart!

Jiang Han said angrily: "Stop! ”