Gong Yanghui, the master of the Shoulu Academy, was now sitting in his own Taishi chair in distraught. He placed his palms on his forehead and pressed against his temples.

Kneeling in front of him were the five disciples of the Middle Court. Each of their arms was broken by hand, and I am afraid that even if they recover from their injuries, they will become invalids from now on.

In the end, Gong Yanghui sighed and said to the two disciples beside him, "The person you went to find last time was also the one named 'Tuo Nan Sheng'?"

The eldest of the disciples of the Shoulu Academy said, "Master Yu, it is this one called Tuo Nan Sheng. ”

Gong Yanghui asked again: "How do you say it, does it look like a high-flying person?"

The disciple of the Shoulu Academy thought for a moment, and then said, "There is nothing special about it. ”

Gong Yanghui snorted and said, "It's only been a few days since I came here, and I've caused so many disasters. What a story!"

But a person next to him interjected and said, "You can't say that, Senior Brother Gong." As far as I know, these disciples of the Middle Court took advantage of my absence to forcibly extort money from my disciples. I didn't expect to be beaten like this. ”

When the man said this, he suddenly burst out laughing. The five disciples in the middle courtyard of the hall shrank for a while.

The person who said this turned out to be Nong Yingjie, the master of the lower court. Although he is in charge of the lower courtyard, which is the most unsuccessful among his disciples, Nong Yingjie has a high rank in the Huashan faction. The elder Gong Yanghui, the dean of Shoulu, is still his junior brother.

It is none other than Gong Yanghui who can give Gong Yanghui such a headache, it is his good senior brother Nong Yingjie.

Gong Yanghui forcibly endured the sudden throbbing of the blood vessels on his temples, and said to Nong Yingjie: "No matter what, your new disciple's hands and feet are too heavy. Directly abolish the five of them, how do you want me to explain to the Intermediate Court?"

Nong Yingjie laughed again, and said, "This is a wilted disciple with a wine bag and a rice bag, what is the use of our Huashan faction?"

After saying that, he looked coldly at these disciples of the Middle Court, and said coldly in his voice that did not belong to him: "You can't be a good person, and you can't do great things." Sooner or later, it will bring trouble to the Huashan faction. ”

When the five disciples kneeling heard this, they all felt like they were falling into an ice cave, and a chill felt on their backs.

Although Gong Yanghui is only in his forties, he looks decadent and old, his face is tired, and he doesn't look like a martial artist at all.

He rubbed his forehead, and secretly agreed with Nong Yingjie's words in his heart. There are no more surviving elders in their Huashan faction, and there are very few brothers of the same generation who have survived to this day.

Anything that can still be used has been entrusted with important tasks.

It is precisely because the children of the Huashan faction withered that they have recruited a wide range of disciples in the past few decades. Although there are not a few of the older generation left, there are quite a few young disciples.

When there are too many people, it is difficult to ensure that the good is uneven. However, it is extremely difficult to select good talents and beautiful qualities without a large number of candidates.

How do you balance the two? Unfortunately, their leader, Qiu Songhe, is a man of great wisdom.

Although he recruited a wide range of disciples and tried to select suitable talents from them, he was also extremely strict with his disciples.

The group with the best qualifications has long been selected by the elders as personal disciples and carefully trained.

The remaining talents remained in the upper courtyard, where they were instructed by the masters who were best at disciplining the disciples. Efforts should be made to cultivate some backbone from this group of people.

If the Huashan faction encounters something that needs to send a disciple down the mountain, it will always let the disciples of the family and the upper courtyard go out.

Not only do they have small achievements in martial arts, but their character and qualifications have also been strictly trained in the Huashan faction.

Every time they are sent out of the mountain, they can always add another touch of praise to the Huashan faction in the rivers and lakes.

As for the disciples of the middle court and the lower court, they can be said to be the abandoned sons of Huashan. If there is perseverance, there is a way for them to ascend to the upper house.

Otherwise, you will be locked in the Huashan faction for the rest of your life. Less going out is embarrassing.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a big event in the Huashan Sect right now, and the manpower in the sect was extremely insufficient, he would not want to send these disciples of the Intermediate Court down the mountain to do errands.

Who would have thought that these people had become wasted before they came down the mountain. If you really go out, you don't know how to lose the face of the Huashan faction.

Gong Yanghui finally asked his two disciples tiredly, "Why hasn't 'Tuo Nan Sheng' arrived yet?"

One disciple was just about to open his mouth to answer, but the other pointed out the door and said, "It's here!"

When Gong Yanghui heard this, he also turned his eyes to the door, and sure enough, he saw a tall and straight young man walking towards them.

Gong Yanghui saw the "Tuo Nan Sheng" who came over, and his eyes were indeed bright.

I saw that he had a calm bearing and a vigorous gait. Mo said that there was no such thing in the lower courtyard of the middle court. Even if he has two personal disciples, he is a little worse in comparison.

Fang Zhongjin came to the Shoulu Yuan in full view of everyone. I saw that all who should have come had already come, except for him.

He bowed down and greeted his cheap master and the elder of the law.

Gong Yanghui saw his bearing, and said in his heart: It's a pity. He is a nominal disciple, not a member of their Huashan faction after all.

He waved away the thoughts in his heart and asked Fang Zhongjin, "You hurt these five people?"

Fang Zhongjin looked at the five disciples of the Middle Court kneeling at his feet, and said, "It was I who was injured, and they came to the lower courtyard to provoke and extort a thousand taels of silver. I couldn't give it, so they gathered around me. That's when I stepped in to stop it. ”

Gong Yanghui gasped when he heard this.

One thousand taels!

He has been in the Huashan faction for so many years, and he has not saved a thousand taels. These five boys are asking for a thousand taels!

He stared coldly at the five stinky boys, and said in his heart that although he was an elder of the law, he didn't know much about the situation after all. The middle court and the lower court have become unbelievably like this.

He coughed and said, "Even if they are wrong, you should report to the Guardian Academy." Why do you want to fight?"

Fang Zhongjin continued: "It's the disciple who is wrong. This little grappling method is beginner and has never been used against anyone. So I didn't have a good sense of proportion. The disciple's original intention was just to prevent them from continuing to attack the people in the lower court. But I didn't expect to accidentally injure a few senior brothers. ”

These words made the faces of several disciples of the middle court white.

Nong Yingjie hurriedly said: "This is not wrong. I taught him for three days, and he didn't have time to talk to anyone. I don't know how heavy it is. ”

Gong Yanghui couldn't bear it, and pointed to the disciple of the middle courtyard who was kneeling on the ground and said, "Three days?

Nong Yingjie was not happy when he heard this, and said with a tiger face: "Why, senior brother, do you still want to lie to you." The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and there are extraordinary qualifications among the disciples, do you still want to suppress them?"

Gong Yanghui saw that he was using his identity to oppress people again, so he only said: "Cheng, you say three days, three days." Then how do you want me to explain to a few senior brothers? These five disciples originally went to receive the master's order to go down the mountain to do errands. Who do you want me to replace now?"

Nong Yingjie was amused when he heard it, and said: "It just so happens that the two of them were punished together, and these five people misbehaved and caused trouble." So he punished them for thinking about the wall in front of the mountain gate.

Tuo Nansheng did not protect himself properly and accidentally injured his fellow disciples. punished him to go down the mountain to do errands instead of his senior brother, and made meritorious service for his crimes.

Senior Brother Gong, you can be regarded as a bowl of water, and you are selfless!"

When the five Middle Court disciples heard this, they almost shouted out. This is a meritorious service! It is clearly a bargain and a good job!

But I heard Gong Yanghui sigh and say: "Now that it's up to this step, that's the only way." ”