"Confucian?" the old man groaned slightly, and then said with a smile: "The most lacking thing in this wolf rejection pass is the scholar, come well, send some people tomorrow to invite those scholars to the house, and let the people in the city follow to learn well, what is his mother's monarch and ministers, father and son." ”

Mr. Mo in white looked at the color of the wine glass pinched between his fingers, and said casually: "At noon today, those people have already visited all parts of the city to collect people's customs, and I think they have already learned about your reputation as the city lord from the mouths of those people, with the dead brains of those scholars, how can they be willing to help you educate the people?"

The old man snorted heavily and said, "Then kill half of it and leave half of it." But if those who are left still refuse, then kill half more until they are willing. ”

The young man in white sneered, shook his head, and stopped talking. And in the tent, there was a sudden sound of wine glasses falling to the ground. When the girl heard the word murder, she shook her hand in fright, knocked off the wine glass, and rolled away until she reached the outside of the tent, and touched the soles of the old man's boots, and then stopped.

When the old man and Mr. Mo heard the sound, they both looked at Luo Tent. Touching the wine glass is just a trivial matter, and no one blames her. But the girl was young and careless, and when the two of them looked at her together, they were already nervous, and now they were even more frightened, and said in a panic: "The slave and the maid should die, and the slave and the maid will pick it up." ”

The girl fell to her knees and crawled out of the tent in a panic, just as one hand grabbed the glass that had rolled down from her boot, but the back collar suddenly grabbed her and lifted her up.

The old man's eyes widened, and he glared angrily at the little girl he lifted off the ground, and said viciously: "Why did you climb out of the Naluo tent? Why? Why did you let the old man see your face? You deserve to die..... Do you know why you deserve to die? God has given you a good voice, and the old man has already done it for you

I thought of a good face that matched this voice. You were obviously able to leave alive, but you just let the old man see your ugly face. ”

The little girl was carried by the old man with one hand, her face was red and purple, her legs were hanging in the air, and she had no place to borrow her strength, so she had to kick weakly. The embroidery group kept pouring water trails on the jade floor, and the poor little girl was frightened and incontinent.

The old man had no mercy, and said in a daze: "It's too late to say anything, you have ruined a beautiful woman in the old man's heart, even if you die thousands of times, it will be difficult to offset it." ”

The old man struggled as much as he could, and his arms were as if they were made of iron, and he did not move at all, and strangled the girl alive.

As soon as the hand was released, there was a pop, and the dead body fell to the ground, and the old man waved his hand, and the powerful subordinate carried the corpse out.

At the time of the first shift, friends came to the inn.

A middle-aged man with a burden on one arm hurried into the store.

The guy rushed over and asked, "Is the guest officer going to be a tip or staying in the hotel?"

The man smiled and said, "This little brother, in Xia Nai is the shopkeeper of the 'Splendid Cloth Village' in the east of the city, and this morning a distinguished guest selected a piece of material from me and ordered me to hurry up and make it, and after it is made, it will be sent to your store." The little brother asked to see which distinguished guest had set it. ”

The guy was a good-hearted man, and he just said, "You sit here for a while, and I'll go upstairs and ask." ”

The guy knocked on the door of a few rooms in a row, and when he asked about the Guan people, Zhao Baiyu happened to be there, and gave the guy a reward and asked him to bring people up.

There was a clatter of wooden stairs, and the shopkeeper of the cloth village ran up with his baggage.

Zhao Baiyu originally only made a set of ready-to-wear, and the size and style were also reproduced according to the original Zhao Anling.

The shopkeeper is a shrewd person, and he knows that after this order is completed, he will not have to worry about it for the rest of his life. So I offered a high price, urgently found more than 20 skillful embroiderers, and in just one day, I rushed to produce two sets of ready-to-wear.

Zhao Baiyu looked at the dense stitches and rigorous embroidery skills, which was inferior to the Shangyi Supervisor in the palace, but it was also first-class among the people.

He gave the shopkeeper a lot of money, and asked the keeper to try on clothes.

Guan Ren realized that the two white shirts were actually made for himself, and he was not polite to the eldest brother at the moment, so he put a set on his body.

At present, the first time is over, the moonlight shines obliquely outside the window, the young man in white clothes, standing by the window, his temperament is fluctuating, but I am afraid that if I can't catch it, I will go against the moonlight and float into the moon palace.

Zhao Baiyu grabbed the long sword on the table, wrapped in green skin on the outside of the sword, tied it to the back of the Guan people, walked around the Guan people, nodded and said, "Well, it's like that." ”

"Like what?"

Zhao Baiyu arched his hand: "Guan Shaoxia." ”

Guan Ren smiled: "It's like a young man there, and the eldest brother rarely comes to lift up." ”

The room where the two of them stayed was on the third floor, far away from the noise of the top guests, and the room price was naturally slightly more expensive.

Those Confucian scholars stayed on the second floor, and now they are all gathered in the gentleman's room, telling about what they have seen and heard in the city today, saying that the city lord has no way and that the people are suffering.

The Confucian pointed to the wooden table in the room and said, "There is a letter there, open it and look at it." ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

The eldest child took the envelope, took out the letter, shook it open, and read: "I have heard that the three great Confucians have always had the heart of worrying about the king and the country, and have the talent to govern the world with peace and security. The location of the Wolf Rejection Pass is remote, the land is on the border, the saint is not educated, and the folk customs are different. Mr. Jin Xing came, you can Shi Hongzhi. With the learning of sages, domesticate the people, dispel dissent, and correct the people's customs. The pen and ink are shallow, and I hope to ask Mr. to come over and talk in detail. ”

After reading the text, the Confucian priest turned to the disciples and said, "Okay, tell me your respective opinions, Ah Shou will come first." ”

Ah Shou is the oldest of these people, and half a month ago, the teacher performed the crown ceremony for him.

Ah Shou said: "Teacher, students think it is impossible. This wolf rejection city lord has a perverse temperament, cruel and unreasonable, and has bullied and oppressed the people in the city for many years, causing the people to be resentful. Zi said, the gentleman is also a gentleman, and he does his righteousness. Everyone in the world thinks that my Confucian is greedy for power and love, but they don't know that a gentleman is an official in order to promote morality. If you want to be a fool's tool for that unrighteous monarch, it is better not to be a fool!"

"Hmm. The Confucian scholar nodded and said with a smile: "What about the others? ”

"Teacher, students and Brother Ashou have the same opinion. ”

"So are the students. ”

......

"Oh?" said the Confucian with a chuckle, "Is there anyone else you want to say?"

"Teacher. A slightly immature voice sounded from the pile, and the senior brothers hurriedly made a way for him.

This man had a childish face and a petite stature, and he had only come under the teacher's door in the early spring of this year, and everyone took good care of him as if he were a child, but when discussing his studies, they forgot to ask him what he thought.

The Confucian showed a doting look on his face, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mianzhi, what do you think?"

"Teacher, the students think that since they have come here, they should eradicate this thief for the people of the city. My Confucian disciples cultivate the spirit of Haoran, the way of a gentleman, strong and promising, and self-improvement. ”

He has the same surname as the Holy Ancestor Confucius, surnamed Zi, Gan, named Mianzhi, and is a twelve-year-old ruthless man.

After hearing this, the Confucian scholar laughed and said: "A gentleman must not only strive for self-improvement, but also be courageous, have you ever eaten wine?"

Gan Mianzhi: "Back to the teacher, the student has never eaten wine. ”

The Confucian got up and grabbed the child's little hand, and said with a smile as he walked out, "Then I will go to the city lord's mansion with the teacher to eat some good food." ”

With that, he went downstairs with a bang.

In front of the city lord's mansion, he reported his identity to the guard, and then he was invited to the backyard.

Along the way, the porch is around, the lights are bustling, and the garden layout is also very elegant, but when passing by a courtyard, I paid special attention to it.

There was a smell of burnt flesh in the air, and there was still unswept soot on the ground, presumably from a fire that had broken out not long ago.

In the backyard hall, there is a table and a tent, and there are no less than 20 kinds of dishes, which are very rich. I don't know who is hiding in the tent, but there is an old man sitting at the table, and I think it is the lord of the city.

The Confucian scholar and the student both took their seats, and then heard the old man smile and say, "The old man is very happy to come, come, come, let's have a drink." ”

A maidservant came up and poured wine for them. The Confucian scholar was not polite, and immediately took it and drank it. Gan Mianzhi took a sip, suddenly felt spicy and unbearable, his tongue was numb, and he couldn't help but scold: "What is so delicious about this wine?"

The old man smiled strangely and said, "Sir is so bold, aren't you afraid that the old man will poison this wine?"

The Confucian laughed lightly, and said lightly: "I want to drink a lot of wine in my Xiao, but now that the wine is in the cup, how can I waste food because of choking?"

The old man knew that what he said was all about the scene, but he could also see that this person was quite powerful, and he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The old man has heard that the gentleman is frank, and when I saw Mr. Xiao today, this is true." ”

The three of them drank a few more glasses, and the old man suddenly said: "Oh, look at my memory, you scholars, you are so elegant." Then he said to the people in the tent: "Quick, play a tune to Mr. Xiao." ”

The words fell, and the piano sounded.

A clanging sound came from the tent, the piano sound was long and long, like crying and complaining, making people rise up inexplicably tragic feelings for no reason, this song is the "Yi Shui Han Song" composed by Gao gradually leaving Jing Ke back then.

The old man saw that the teacher and student were very engaged in listening to it, and there was a sad look on his face, so he couldn't help but sneer, and secretly scolded: "Sure enough, it's a poor and sour Confucian, a broken song, what is so good?

At the end of the song, the old man smiled and said: "I have drunk this wine, and I have listened to the song, and then it is time for the old man to test the knowledge of the school." What is your opinion on the domestication of the people?"

The Confucian shook his head and sighed bitterly: "Oh, I'm afraid this matter can't be done." Your Excellency the City Lord has a very bad reputation, and even the students below know a truth, and serving Your Excellency is equivalent to aiding and abetting. If I, Xiao, have helped you, how will I treat myself as a teacher in front of my disciples in the future? Hey...... It's a favor, it's not easy to help!"