The fourth round: a peek at the school

With the death of Zhao Da, the stone in Wei Zhongxian's heart finally fell to the ground, and no one in the world could avenge the Yang family from now on.

The Wei thief began to laugh unscrupulously, and in the future, he would be the only one in the court. Wei Zhongxian will not understand the truth of righteousness and disregard for death, Yang Lian's heroic righteousness is affecting people with a clear conscience. The mysterious person who put the silk in Zhao's shoes was Li Erhu, the jailer of the prison.

At the third watch, Zhao Da's coffin was opened, and someone helped him up and stuffed a pill into his mouth. Leaning slightly, Zhao Daqing's black face was flushed with ruddy. He knelt down to the man and gave him a great salute. The man hurriedly helped Zhao Da up and told him that if it wasn't for Lord Yang who saved his life, he would have frozen to death in the wilderness.

Zhao Da heard this, knelt down on his knees, and bowed to the sky, and the man would hurriedly help Zhao Da up, and then ordered his wife to hand over the baby to Zhao Da. The baby was asleep at this time, and the cute little face showed a pair of dimples. This is Yang Lian's only blood Yang Cunyi, Zhao Da secretly vowed to raise Cunyi as an adult, learn skills, and avenge his father.

The inky sky, shrouded in thick clouds, faintly revealed in the distant sky. The clouds will eventually disperse, and this little bit of starlight makes Zhao Da see hope. Since then, nearly half a hundred weak old people with a young son will go through hardships and ups and downs in the treacherous rivers and lakes where they have no one to rely on.

Zhao Da hugged Yang Cunyi and hurried forward at night, in this deep and cold Dongshan mountain forest, there were poisonous insects and beasts lurking all the time, the sky was dark again, and the mountain road was even more dangerous and difficult to walk. Zhao Da can't think about this, only by leaving the capital as soon as possible will he be safe.

Zhao Da endured hunger and cold, and with amazing perseverance, he took advantage of the night to walk more than fifty miles, and at this time the sky was getting brighter, he dragged his tired body, moved his steps and walked slowly. The roadside tea shop has opened a pretense to welcome guests, and an old man is wiping the table, and the refreshing aroma of tea and fruit spots has further stimulated Zhao Dalu's hunger. He wanted to rest his feet in the tea shop and relieve his fatigue, but his feet were as heavy as lead, and Zhao Da only felt that his eyes were dark and fainted.

When he woke up and found that he was lying on the bed, an old man with gray hair and kind eyebrows was standing in front of him, Zhao Dazheng wanted to get up and salute, but found that Cunyi was not by his side, and he shouted anxiously. The old man stroked his long beard and smiled at him, signaling him not to get too excited.

When he was young, an old woman walked out of the inner room with Cunyi in her arms, the child had woken up, and Zhao Da saw that there were still undried milk stains on the corners of the child's mouth.

The old man said to Zhao Da: "The insider has just fed the child goat's milk, how happy do you see when he is full?" Zhao Da saw this scene, waved his hand and kept gesturing, the old man knew that he was mute, and with a baby, he expected that his situation must be very unfortunate. Then the old man asked Zhao Da a simple personal situation with gestures, and Zhao Da said that his hometown had encountered a flood, and his relatives were killed in the torrent, leaving only himself and his young grandson.

After listening to Zhao Da's pitiful life experience, the old man said to Zhao Da: "You are wandering around alone with a baby, and you will inevitably encounter all kinds of disasters. I have no sons and half daughters under my knees, only an old woman with me, and I can't help but feel miserable in my heart. ”

Zhao Da was so grateful that he burst into tears at this time, the young master was so young, he was drifting with himself through wind and rain, in case of a mistake, how could he be worthy of the master under Jiuquan. He bowed down to the old man and thanked him for his kindness. The old man hurriedly helped him up and told him that he didn't have to be so polite, and then the old man proposed to bow to Zhao Da, who felt that he couldn't climb high and waved his arm to refuse. The old man feigned anger and said to Zhao Da: "You are disgusted with old age and old age, and you are not worthy of marrying you." Zhao Da saw that the old man's words were sincere, and kowtowed to the old man first. The old man laughed, and the two set up incense and sacrificial wine, and became brothers from then on.

Zhao Da and the old man learned that the old man was from Jinan Prefecture, Shandong, surnamed Yang Baoquan, and because of a natural disaster, he took his wife to a foreign country to seek a way to survive. After Zhao Da settled in Yang's hometown, he helped the old man with agricultural affairs, herding sheep and chopping firewood, and used bamboo strips to weave some baskets to supplement the family in his spare time. Mr. Yang made a good brother, and although the life of a family of four was poor, they also lived happily.

Time is like water and never goes back, in a blink of an eye, Cunyi is five years old, he helps his grandfather Zhao Da every day, and his father-in-law Yang Lao cooks agricultural affairs, and goes up the mountain to herd sheep. Zhao Da saw that the old couple Yang loved Cunyi very much, so he let the child recognize him as his father-in-law. It's just that Cunyi is commensurate with his grandson, Zhao Da feels very disrespectful to his eldest brother, but Yang Lao has a free and easy temperament and doesn't care about worldly etiquette.

On this day, Cunyi was driving the sheep up the mountain, and three children came to him, and one of the older children said to the other two: "Sir is too strict with our schoolwork, let's get some green black grass to make him ugly." The other two children applauded. Cunyi was just at the age of naughty and foolishness, and when he saw the three naughty boys discussing and teasing Mr., he thought it was very interesting, so he quietly followed behind them, wanting to see who this "sir" was.

The three children took some green and black grass in their hands, and ran down the hillside, although Cunyi was young, but he ran on the mountain all the year round to herd sheep, chasing these children who were slightly older than himself, but he did not feel tired.

The three urchins came to the entrance of a village and turned in, and Cunyi followed closely and found them in a simple wooden house. There was a table in front of the hut and a broken chair with paint peeling in the back. There is also a portrait of a man hanging on the wall, and an incense table is set up underneath. Cunyi didn't know about Kong Sheng, but he just thought that the people in the painting were dressed interestingly, which was very different from his own clothes.

The urchins found a jar, put the green black grass in it and mashed it, and then spread the juice on the table in front of them, and as they applied it, they grinned and said, "Itch to death in a moment, let him scratch his clothes and make a fool of himself in front of us." ”

After the smearing, the urchins ran out of the hut. Cunyi hid in the grass behind the wooden house, spying on the movement in the house.

After a while, a man with a scarf on his head and a long beard, with a book under his arm, walked slowly towards the wooden house. Cunyi looked at this man intently, wanting to see how he made a fool of himself. But when the man entered the hut, he did not sit down, but walked out of the hut after going around the table in front of him.

At this moment, the three naughty boys from before ran towards the wooden house humming a song, and when the gentleman saw them coming, he smiled and said to them, "The three of you are in the same heart today, why did you come to the school together? Is it an appointment in advance?" The three children had a ghost in their hearts, and when they heard the gentleman say such a thing, they said in a slurred voice, "No...... Didn't ....... me...... We ran into each other halfway through. After listening to their words, the gentleman just sneered blindly.

After entering the wooden house, the gentleman said to the three urchins: "Today, the teacher will tell you a story about Chengmen Lixue, so that you can understand the importance of respecting the teacher. After telling the story, the gentleman said to the three children, "Today's homework is for you to clean the table and stools for the gentleman, now you go and get some water and wipe down the gentleman's table and stools." ”

The three children did not dare to disobey, so they brought clean water and began to wipe the tables and stools, and soon their hands became wet, and the gentleman said to them, "You have wet hands, dry them with your trousers and then work." After a while, the effect of the green black grass began to appear, and the children felt a strange itch on their legs, and they reached into their pants to scratch it. The gentleman watched the tears flow down his eyes from the sidelines, and Cunyi also laughed secretly outside. At this time, the children all knelt down and told the husband to forgive, saying that they would never dare to defy the teacher again. After applying them with anti-itching herbs, he ordered them all to stand facing the wall and punished them to recite the Analects. Although the three children had been studying the Analects for three days, they had never grasped the essence of the text. The gentleman took the ruler and swollen the hands they were beating. While getting angry, he explained it to them word for word. Cunyi hid in the back of the hut and listened attentively. Cunyi's father, Yang Lian, was born smart and wise, and he never forgot to read books, and Cunyi's inheritance was his father's legacy. After Mr. finished speaking about the essence of the Analects, he had already memorized the meaning in his chest. Hearing Mr.'s wonderful explanation, Cunyi couldn't help but shout hello.

"Who's snooping outside?" said the gentleman, putting down his book and coming out of the house. Cunyi didn't want to cause trouble, he turned around and was about to leave. The gentleman scolded sharply in the back: "It is also shameful to spy on what others have learned, if you can't tell the reason today, don't blame my iron ruler for not being emotional."