Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Lingcao Turmoil

The ragged little boy was holding a bag of herbs in his arms, and when he looked at it carefully, he recognized that it was Ling grass, which was not very cheap, but it was not precious, as long as the season came, there were clusters in the deep mountains of Shu in the early spring of the next year. As a student of Shangchuan School Palace, he is well versed in the righteousness of a gentleman, how can he not be happy with a child, Ye Baiyi stopped, clasped his hands and looked quietly.

I saw that kid jumping up and down in the school palace, making the chasing bachelor embarrassed. But after all, the child's physical strength is not as good as that of the adult, and after the two of them entangled a few back and forth, the child was still grabbed by the collar by the bachelor, and was picked up by the whole person and grabbed to the corner on the side. The little boy looked frightened after being caught, and the few remaining handfuls of herbs in his hand all fell, and only a few pills of Liao Liao were in his palm. The grass in the boy's hand fell to the ground like this, and he suddenly looked depressed. When the bachelor caught the little boy, when he saw this situation, he remembered his own embarrassed appearance, and he was furious, and slapped the child in the face, and there was a red mark. The child didn't stand on his heels, and one of his heels hit the ground, and a bloody mark appeared on his knee, and tears immediately filled his eyes. There was immediately a round of boos.

Night White stood in place, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This kind of situation should have received great attention from these benevolent, righteous, courteous, and wise Xuegong disciples, but all the scholars passed by in groups, discussing and pointing fingers, but no one stepped forward to understand the matter.

"You still dare to steal, you dare to steal, I call your hands and feet unclean!"

The man screamed angrily, and as he spoke, he stepped forward and kicked the boy a few times, and the boy sat on the ground and blocked back and forth with his hands, his eyes crying without tears.

Ye Baiyi found a passer-by, asked the reason, and learned that the male bachelor's name was Luo Yu, who was raised by his mother since he was a child, and the family relied on his mother's meager weaving income to barely support. Although Luo Yu was born in a poor family, he was called into the university scholar Wang Er with the results of arithmetic, and in recent years, he has won the first place in arithmetic in the palace examination, and he is quite famous in the palace. In recent days, he has also started a business in front of the school palace to subsidize the family, and the Shangchuan school palace advocates education without class, and God rewards hard work, which many students also take care of. The school palace has been wide in and strict over the years, and among the many disciples of the poor family, Luo Yu is one of the best talents.

As for the little boy, he is a notorious thief in the mouth of the public, and his hands and feet are not clean on weekdays. Originally, everyone liked this child very much when they met him in the school palace, and thought about telling him some magic in private, so that he would come to the school palace to be a little junior brother when he was old in the future, but he didn't think that this kid was wrong at the beginning, until one day he stole the silver wire belt of a disciple in the school palace and was caught red-handed. Originally, everyone didn't care much about a belt, thinking that he could also give him a lesson, and he should make a merit, but instead of listening to good words and persuasion, this kid intensified it, and later even the golden hosta of the female disciple dared to do it, and even some of the older bachelors in the school palace had a headache. Seeing this situation now, everyone didn't want to come forward to persuade them, but they were all secretly applauding in their hearts.

After hearing this, Ye Baiyi looked at the child again, and at this time, a few people stepped forward, seemed to be familiar with Na Luo Yu, and began to point at the kneeling child and sneered, probably some uneducated, shameless, where did they come from, and where did they go.

The little boy could not stand such insults, and actually cried out, screaming and rushing forward to fight with these people, but he was pushed down again, and even took out a copper from his bosom and hit the boy, without the slightest bachelor's demeanor.

Among the people passing by, some frowned and shook their heads, and some chattered, but none of them stepped forward to stop the dispute. There was even a scholar who was squatting aside and chatting on a whim, squatting in the distance and picking up a few stones and throwing them at the boy, so as to hit the boy for fun.

Suddenly, a thin man slammed into the crowd and rushed forward to hold the child with a look of indignation.

"Stone, why are you here, you are ...... again What did you take from someone else?"

The man stammered, dressed as a bachelor, and his collar was also purple moire, which looked like he was on the same level as the bachelor named Luo Yu, but compared to the latter, this man was obviously not treated well by everyone. After he appeared, not only did no one stand up to speak for him, but there were even many people who sneered at him and walked away quickly.

Everyone was stunned, and the few who threw stones stopped their hands for a while, and the thumb-sized stones fell on the thin man one after another.

"It hurts...... Does it hurt?"

The little boy who was called Stone rubbed his eyes and shook his head without saying a word.

At this time, a few people who had been pushed away before surrounded them again, looked at the thin man and smiled: "Hehe, little stammer, I really don't forget what Lao He taught, such a chivalrous heart." ”

Na Luo Yu also stepped forward and pointed at the man and said, "Sima Hui, this kid stole my Ling grass, I want to take this medicinal herb to Senior Sister Xueqing for treatment, and now that winter is on, there is only this one left in the entire Xiayang City." I put up with this kid's petty theft, and I can't discipline him for stealing it?

The thin man looked at the little boy, who sobbed and stretched out his hand, which still held three warm coppers in his small palm.

The man took off his clothes and wrapped them around the little boy, hugged him and turned his head to look at Luo Yu and his party, emotional, but he became more and more speechless: "He doesn't ...... No...... He's ...... He's ......"

"How is he? stealing is stealing. If you can't make a small stammer, don't come out and be embarrassed, and don't get out of the way?"

Several people approached the thin man step by step, their eyes were contemptuous, the thin man couldn't explain clearly, and he couldn't survive the humiliation, so he simply said: "This ...... There is a lot of grass in this Ling...... How much will I lose...... I'll pay you for it!"

Luo Yu chuckled: "You can't say anything and still have to pay back the money for him?" Okay, three hundred wen!"

The thin man groped up and down, but Liao Liao got together a dozen copper plates, holding the boy at a loss.

"What's the matter? I don't have the face to come out of the hero without three hundred dollars, and I don't want to get out of the way!?"

Luo Yu kicked the thin man, followed by another punch. Unexpectedly, when Luo Yu hit this punch, he was suddenly grabbed by his forearm, and the fist stopped in the air and could not advance or retreat.

Waiting for Luo Yu's hand to be unloaded, Ye Baiyi slowly let go of it, and at the same time stood in front of everyone, and said with a smile: "This Ling grass is not useless when it falls to the ground, it can be fried if you pick it up and wash it well, why bother with a child." As for the three hundred dollars, I will pay for it. ”

Everyone was startled by the night white clothes who were killed halfway, and stood in place and looked at the man in white carefully, surprised. There are no less than 100 families in Xiayang City, and anyone who pulls out a knife to help each other has to weigh the identity of the other party, especially in this school palace, the forces of all parties are intertwined, and anyone may have an inextricable relationship with a giant. Luo Yu saw that Ye Baiyi's hand power was extraordinary, and he saw that this person was so popular, he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it, and immediately saluted: "Luo Yu in the Xiashangchuan School Palace, I don't know if this son is a person in the school palace?"