Chapter 9: The Adventure Bookboy

Last time, Ling'er walked along the road, walked for a day and didn't see the village, and didn't find a place for haode to live at night, for the sake of safety, Ling'er climbed to an old locust tree, the place on the branch is quite wide, Ling'er lay on the branch and practiced, and soon entered the dream to practice. Because he had never changed his sleeping position at night during the past few nights, he dared to go to the branch of the tree to sleep.

The next morning, Ling'er woke up and sat on the branch of the tree and stretched out, feeling neither hungry nor thirsty, and said in her heart: "Master, this pill and jasper liquid are really good things, I haven't eaten, drunk or felt hungry and thirsty for a few days, I don't have anything to eat this morning, I have to find food quickly." Thinking of this, Ling'er slowly climbed down from the old locust tree and hurried forward along the road. The scorching sun was over, walking and resting, and it was almost noon, Ling'er found a small village, the village was still two miles away from the main road, and there was a small road to pass through. Without hesitation, Ling'er walked along the path towards the small village. Ling'er rushed to the small village just in time for lunch, he walked to the front of the village and stood at the door, and saw that the family was sitting around the dining table to eat, talking and laughing.

Ling'er thought about what happened to her family, and she couldn't stop shedding two lines of tears. A middle-aged woman in this family looked up at Ling'er, and when she saw Ling'er standing at the door crying, she hurriedly asked: 'Which family are you, why don't you go home to eat and run here, are you lost and can't find a home?' Ling'er wiped a handful of tears with her sleeve and said, "Auntie, I'm in a hurry, I don't have any coils on my body, and I want to come to beg for food, Auntie, you can do it and give me some food." The woman said, 'What is your child's house, and when he begs for food, he says that he is a beggar, and what about your bowl, bring me some porridge for you.' Ling'er was embarrassed and said, "Auntie, I'm really in a hurry and don't have a bowl." The woman said, 'All right, let me hurry, and I will give you a bowl, so that when you get to the next house, you may have something to eat.' The whole family looked at Ling'er, and as she spoke, she stood up and took a large porcelain bowl with half a bowl of porridge, and brought it to the door and handed it to Ling'er. He smiled and said, "Child, take it and drink it, go and get home, you won't be able to get it when everyone has finished eating." Ling'er took the bowl and said, "Aunt Xiexie." After Ling'er finished speaking, she drank and drove the next family, and the woman looked at it and shook her head with a sympathetic and pitiful look.

Ling'er begged around, not only was his stomach full, but also a large bowl of porridge and some cakes left, and he found a tree to rest in the shade. I thought: 'Now that I have eaten, I don't need to rush to the road, I will rest and practice for half a day in the afternoon, and then I will rush in the morning and rest and practice in the afternoon.' Ling'er did it when she thought of it, and immediately started practicing. When others saw him sitting still and looking straight ahead, passers-by thought he was a stupid child. In the evening he ate the leftovers of lunch, and then found a big tree to climb and sleep over. The next morning, Ling'er went down the tree to the house to ask for breakfast, and then returned to the road to continue walking. There are more people in the village on this part of the road, and they can get food and drink every day, and they just rush in the morning, rest and practice Jiuyang Gong in the afternoon, and practice Jiuyin Gong in the evening. Ling'er is really like a beggar now, his clothes are torn and dirty, he holds a bowl in his left hand and a stick in his right hand, and he feels that it is easier to beg for food in this way, so he is too lazy to wash it so clean.

I don't know how many days I walked, on this day Ling'er saw a city in the distance on the road, and asked passers-by to know that it was Qingzhou City. As soon as Ling'er heard Qingzhou Mansion, she thought of the prefect Fan Tongzhang, Wu Yuanwai, Wu Tiande, Governor Li, and a handful of hair, these are all murderers who killed his parents, and they will have to settle this blood and tears account with them at that time. Since I arrived in Qingzhou Mansion, I went to see what kind of person the prefect Fan Tongzhang was. Thinking of this, Ling'er quickened his pace and walked towards Qingzhou City, Qingzhou City didn't look far, but it was quite a long walk, and he entered the city from the north gate in the afternoon. This Qingzhou city is much larger than Qingyuan County, the streets are not only wide but also long, and all kinds of shops are also next to each other. Although it was afternoon, there were still a lot of pedestrians.

Ling'er dragged a stick and held a bowl with a gray face, and at first glance he was a veritable beggar, walking on the street and looking around, he suddenly saw a notice posted on the wall next to a restaurant, he walked in and looked, it turned out to be a recruitment notice. I saw a notice that read: 'The house needs a scholar, aged ten to fifteen, who must be physically strong, able to endure hardships and stand hard work, and who can be fed, clothed, and sheltered, and paid ten taels of silver a year. I hope that interested parties will contact the house. Signed: Fan Zhifu. Ling'er thought, "If you want to see Fan Zhifu, wouldn't it be better to go to his mansion, maybe there will be a chance to kill him." Ling'er thought of this, and thought of Fan Zhifu's house to apply for a scholar, so she wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of Fan Zhifu's family. At this time, an old man came to him, and Ling'er stepped forward and asked, "Uncle, how do you go to Governor Fan's house?" The old man looked Ling'er up and down a few times and said suspiciously: "What are you a little beggar doing with the Fan prefect's family, are you going to file a lawsuit or a relative of their family." Ling'er shook her head and said, "No, I want to be a scholar in their house." The old man said: "People want to be strong, can you do it with your body?" Ling'er was surprised and said: "Uncle, when you are a scholar, you don't go to fight, don't you just serve tea, pour water and take books." The old man sighed and said: "How can that scholar be so good, if you want to go, go there, Fan Zhifu's family lives in the palace, walk south from here, go to the intersection and then go east, you will definitely see the prefect's yamen, and his family lives in the yamen." Ling'er said, "Thank you, uncle." The old man shook his head and said, "No thanks, you know for yourself." With that, he walked away. Ling'er thought: "How tiring can a scholar be, what I have now is strength, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to serve the Fan family." Thinking of this, Ling'er continued to walk forward towards the Qingzhou Mansion.

After a while, Ling'er walked to the door of the government and was about to walk towards the door, when the door guard stepped forward and stopped: "You stinky beggar is not small, dare to break into the government, I see that you are impatient, hurry up and get away from me." Ling'er said unhurriedly: "I came to the government to apply for a scholar's job, could it be that the scholar of your prefect's family has been recruited." After Ling'er finished speaking, she turned her head and left, just two steps away to listen to the doorkeeper's words: "Zhanzhu, you kid said that you came to apply for a scholar's job." Ling'er said, "Yes, don't you believe it?" The doorkeeper smiled and said, "I believe, I believe that you will be a good scholar." Then he walked to the door and pointed to the east, saying, "There is a small gate in your direction, just go in and go to the king's steward." Ling'er walked a short distance to the east and saw a door, although it was a small door, it was bigger than the gate of ordinary people's homes, and the door was closed. Ling'er stepped forward and knocked on the door a few times, and after a while, an old man in his fifties opened the door, and the old man looked at Ling'er and said, "Begging, not now, go far away or you want to eat the board." Ling'er said, "I'm here to apply for a book." The old man said: "Just because you want to be a scholar like that, you think our master's money is so easy to earn." Ling'er said: "If there is anything that can't be done, I can do anything." ’

Ling'er and the old man were talking, and a middle-aged man came from the courtyard, and he came to the front and said, "What's the matter with Old Wu. The old man said, "Steward Wang, there is a beggar here who wants to be a scholar." When the steward Wang heard this, he smiled and said, "That's a good relationship, the two sons make trouble every day and no one plays with them." Old Wu looked at the housekeeper and pouted at Ling'er and said, "Steward Wang, do you think he can do this?" Steward Wang smiled and said, "What's wrong, I think it's quite haode." After speaking, he looked at Ling'er carefully and said, "Does your family know that you came to be a scholar?" Ling'er said: "I have no family, and I have been wandering and begging since I was a child. The steward said, "That's better, how old is this year." Ling'er said, "I don't remember how old I am, maybe I'm a teenager." Steward Wang said, "It doesn't matter how old you are, as long as you can have fun with our son-in-law." Ling'er said, "I will serve your son-in-law well." Steward Wang said, "Okay, you come with me, take you to take a bath, and then I will serve the two sons tomorrow." ’

Steward Wang took Ling'er to the kitchen courtyard and said to a middle-aged woman who was washing vegetables: "Mother Zhang, you take this baby to take a bath and find him a suitable set of clothes." Then he said to Ling'er: 'Baby, what is your name?' Ling'er replied casually: "Everyone calls me Huzi." Steward Wang said: "It's called Huzi, this name is not good, the eldest son of our family is called Fan Long, and the second son is called Fan Hu, how can you be called a tiger as a little scholar, I think you are called Mazi." Ling'er had no choice but to obey and said, "Then listen to the king's housekeeper." Steward Wang smiled and said, "Ma Zi, you are very smart, work hard, I will not treat you badly, you go to Zhang's mother, let Zhang's mother clean up the arrangements for you, and I will take you to serve Gongzi tomorrow." Then he left. Zhang's mother called a maid ring to help wash the vegetables, took Ling'er to take a bath and change clothes, and arranged for him to sleep in the house where the original scholar lived after dinner.

The next morning, Zhang's mother cleaned up Ling'er and took her to the study room in the West Courtyard dressed as a scholar. In the study room, Steward Wang, an old gentleman, and two children said, "I have found another scholar, he turned out to be a beggar, but he is quite clever, and he will come to serve the two sons today." As he was talking, he heard Mama Zhang stand at the door and say, "Steward Wang, I brought you Mazi." Steward Wang looked up and said, "It's none of your business here, you can go back, Mazi, you come and meet the two sons." Zhang's mother went back, Ling'er walked into the house, and Steward Wang pointed and said: "Ma Zi, let me introduce you, this is the eldest son Fan Long, this is the second son Fan Hu, and this is the teacher Mr. Huang." You will have to listen to the two sons in everything in the future. Ling'er said, "Yes, Steward Wang, I know." After Steward Wang finished speaking, he left.

Fan Long and Fan Hu looked at Ling'er up and down and left and right several times, they were all very dreamy, Fan Long said: "Ma Zi, Steward Wang said that you are a beggar, I don't think you look like you, but like a child of a rich family, did your parents force you to study before you ran away from home." Ling'er said: "My parents died early, and I am a beggar living on the streets, a child of a rich family." When Mr. Huang saw that the children were arrested, he coughed and said, "It's not early today, the two sons can go to class and study, and Ma Zi is not allowed to speak when he stands aside." After Mr. Huang finished speaking, he opened the book and led the two sons to read.

Fan Long and Fan Hu followed Mr. to read for a while, and Fan Long said a little impatiently: "Sir, I'm tired, I want to rest for a while." As he spoke, he closed the book and stopped reading, and Mr. Huang couldn't entangle the two young masters, so he had to say rest. When Fan Long and Fan Hu heard that Xiu Xi was busy running away from their seats to Ling'er, Fan Long said, "Ma Zi, where are you from?" Ling'er said: "I have been wandering and begging since I was a child, and I don't know where I really are. Fan Long said: "You turned out to be an orphan. Ling'er said, 'Yes, I'll pour you tea.' As he spoke, Fan Hu said, "We don't drink tea now, you just play with us." After speaking, he said to Fan Long: "Brother Long, what are we playing today, are we still playing hide and seek?" Fan Long said: "I don't want to play hide and seek, let's play the blind man and touch the catfish, and you pretend to be blind Mazi." After speaking, he pulled Ling'er towards the courtyard, and Fan Hu followed him to the courtyard. Fan Long took out a cloth belt to blindfold Ling'er, set up the jiashi to run, and said, "Let's start." As he spoke, he pushed Ling'er, and he dodged away, and Ling'er was pushed and almost fell. Ling'er stretched out his hands and ran two steps to stabilize his body and increase his vigilance, in fact, now Ling'er's alertness and reaction ability is better than that of ordinary adults, but he can't show too much, so he has to be careful not to hurt himself. As soon as Ling'er stabilized her figure, Fan Hu came over to push again, Ling'er stumbled again and almost fell, Ling'er was on guard this time, not really wanting to fall, just pretending to be homeopathic. The two brothers, Fan Long and Fan Hu, you push and I push, watching Ling'er stumbling and stumbling, the two brothers laughed happily. The three of them played for a long time, but Ling'er didn't catch the Fan brothers once, he didn't catch it, he was afraid that it would end badly if he caught it, so he deliberately pretended to be stupid. The two brothers of the Fan family couldn't run anymore because they were tired and sweaty, and finally stopped, Fan Long said with a smile: "I'm tired, don't play, let's take a rest." Fan Hu also pressed his stomach and smiled: "I don't think you kid can play, let's play in the afternoon." Fan Long and Fan Hu stopped and walked to the house, sat on a stool and rested.

The two sons rested for a while, and Mr. Huang taught them to read for a while before it was time for lunch. In the afternoon, it was reading and writing, after school, Ling'er put away the books, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones of the two sons, and played hide and seek with them for a while. Ling'er went to the kitchen to eat with Yahuan's mother-in-law, and went back to the room after dinner.

Ling'er returned to the room, which was a very small room in front of the firewood room, with only a small bed, a broken mat, and an old sheet. Ling'er went to bed and was about to sleep, when Zhang's mother knocked on the door and said, 'Mazi, are you sleeping?' Ling'er said: 'Not yet, Zhang's mother, are you okay.' With that, she got out of bed and opened the door, and Zhang's mother walked into the house with two old clothes and said, "I took two old clothes for you to change." Ling'er said: "Xiexie Zhang's mother, Zhang's mother is about to sit on the bed and rest for a while." Zhang's mother handed the clothes to Ling'er, then sat on the bed and said, 'You also sit down, I will also talk to you,' Ling'er sat on the bed and looked at Zhang's mother and said, "Zhang's mother has something to say, please tell me." Zhang's mother said: "Ma Zi, how did you play with the two sons today, look at his brothers' eyebrows and smiles." Ling'er said: "I didn't play anything, just playing the blind man touching the catfish, and playing hide and seek." Zhang's mother said: "You must be pretending to be blind, and you didn't catch them at all." Ling'er was surprised and said, "How could Mother Zhang know that you saw it." Zhang's mother said: "I guess, because the scholars who came before were all blind, if they couldn't catch his two brothers, he would be very happy, if they caught any of them, they would be unhappy, they would find fault with the excuse, once there was a scholar whose nose was broken." As he was talking, he suddenly covered his mouth, and then whispered: "My stinky mouth will talk nonsense, you must not tell people that I said it, you must be clever in the future, try to follow their wishes and not suffer a big loss." ’

After Zhang Ma finished speaking, she hurriedly looked outside the door, and when she came back, she closed the door and whispered: ' Ma Zi, let me tell you the truth, these two sons are difficult masters, some of the previous scholars had their legs broken, some of their arms were discounted, and one was crippled by his brother, just because of this, no one wants to be a scholar, you think about a scholar who gives you ten taels of silver a year, how can there be such a cheap thing, I think you are like a person from other places who broke in by mistake, you are afraid that you can't leave if you want to go now, you only have to be cautious now, find an opportunity or run away, these words to kill you can't tell others that I said, if you let the prefect's family know, you will beat me to death。 Ling'er nodded and said, "Mother Zhang, don't worry, good people have good rewards, and evil people have evil rewards, it's not that the time has not yet come." You told me that these are all for my good, I am grateful and how can I harm you, don't worry, I have my own way to deal with those two sons. Zhang's mother was stunned and said: "Although you are small, you are quite knowledgeable, so you deliberately teased his brother and sister, it turns out that you came prepared." Ling'er said: "I can't help it, I just want to be able to eat enough, I have to endure some sins, and when I can't stand it anymore, I will think of escaping." Zhang's mother said with pity: "Child, I can rest assured that you can think so, you can sleep, I still have to go busy." After saying that, he left, Ling'er didn't think about it so much, he had already guessed that this scholar would not be a good errand, Ling'er blew out the light and went to bed to practice.

The next day, Mr. asked Ling'er to sit with him when he was in class, and he played with his brother after class. The blind man got tired of playing with the catfish for a few days, Fan Hu proposed to play hide and seek, and playing hide and seek Ling'er was always a loser, Fan Long and Fan Hu were also very happy, but they got tired of playing for a few days.

When he was playing on this day, Fan Long smiled and said, "Brother Tiger, it's not interesting for us to play like this all the time. Fan Hu said: "Brother Long, do you have anything more fun?" Fan Long smiled: "I want to ride a horse, you lie down as a horse and let me ride." Ling'er had no choice but to lie down and be a horse for Fan Long to ride, and Fan Long rode on Ling'er and said, "Mazi, you just climb around this flower platform." After speaking, he slapped Ling'er on the ass and said, "Drive." Ling'er crawled forward, and he crawled around the flower platform twice. Fan Hu hurriedly said, "Brother Long, it's time for me to ride." Fan Long said: "Let me ride one more lap, and you can ride again." Fan Hu had to wait for Fan Long to ride again, and saw that he had reached another lap, but Fan Long didn't mean to come down yet, Fan Hu hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled Fan Long down, and rode up himself, and Ling'er was spanked if he climbed slowly. The two sons were willing to rest when they saw that Ling'er couldn't climb anymore, and Ling'er was miserable after a few days of riding and playing, and his knees were worn out.

Ling'er sat there motionless every day when he accompanied him, looking ahead and practicing Jiuyang Divine Skills, and others suspected that he was listening to Mr. Huang's lecture attentively, Fan Long thought so. On this day, Fan Long finally couldn't hold it back, and asked Ling'er after class: "Ma Zi, you listen so carefully, you remember what Mr. taught." Ling'er said: "I'm so stupid that I can remember everything, just remember some." In fact, he had memorized these books for a long time. Fan Long said: "Then have you read before?" Ling'er said: "I am a beggar who is not qualified to study, but sometimes I read some outside the window of the teacher's school." Fan Long hurriedly asked, "Then can you write?" Ling'er said: "I can write, but I can't write well." Fan Long took out a piece of his confidant's handwriting and said, "Do you think you can write like this?" Ling'er glanced at the word, thought for a while, and said, "You should be able to write haode." Fan Long smiled happily: "You can really write well, let's go to my study now and try it." After Fan Long finished speaking, he pulled Ling'er and ran towards his study, and Fan Hu followed and hurriedly said, "Brother Long, we haven't ridden a horse yet." Fan Long ignored Fan Hu and ran straight to the study.

Ling'er and Fan Long came to the study, Fan Long took out pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and put it away, and said to Ling'er: "Mazi, you can write a few and have a look." Ling'er walked to the table and picked up the pen and began to write, and soon wrote two lines, the words were very similar to Fan Long's words, just like a person wrote them. Fan Long looked at it happily and said, "Now it's okay, I don't have to copy and write, Ma Zi, I will give you all the copying homework in the future." Ling'er said, "Okay, everything is at the behest of the son." Fan Hu hurriedly said, "Then you have to help me copy it." Ling'er said, "Of course, but you also have to write a picture for me." Fan Hu hurriedly took out an assignment written by a confidant, and Ling'er read it and wrote a paragraph in the same way, which was the same as what Fan Hu wrote, and Fan Hu was also happy.

Since Ling'er helped Fan Long and Fan Hu copy and write, life has been much better, and his brothers don't abuse him much, and they play quite speculatively with the Fan brothers every day. The Nine Heavens Wuji Divine Skill did not stop practicing for a single day, and two months had passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Ling'er was busy copying and writing for the two sons, Fan Long and Fan Hu were playing on the side, and the prefect Fan Tongzhang suddenly walked into the study, and when he saw this scene, he was furious and said: "Good you are a horse, you dare to help his brother write, you are not small, come here." A man named Zhou Fu ran over and said, "What does the master command?" Fan Tongzhang said: "Drag this kid out to play ten boards." Ling'er saw that Fan Zhifu was angry and wanted to beat him, so he hurriedly knelt down and begged Fan Zhifu for mercy: "Master, you spare the little one, these are all written by the two sons, how dare I not write it." Fan Long walked over and pointed at Ling'er and said, "Dad, he insisted on helping me and Brother Hu write, if we don't let him write, he will beat us, we are forced to be impatient." Fan Hu also said yes, and Ling'er said anxiously when he heard this: "Master, the little one is wronged, how dare the little one do that." Fan Tongzhang said in a vicious voice: "You stinky beggar is so bold, if this is the case, it will be even more hateful, give me twenty boards, and if you commit it again, you will cut off his hand." Zhou Fu dragged Ling'er out in response, and asked someone to bring a board, so that Ling'er was beaten on the ground, although Ling'er had no skin and flesh to resist the buttocks, but he was still beaten with bruises, Ling'er gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

Does Governor Fan really believe what his son said? Of course not, he knew very well in his heart that his two sons must have forced Ling'er to do it. He wanted to teach his son a lesson but was reluctant to fight, so he had to beat Ling'er hard to have the effect of killing chickens and startling monkeys, and asked Fan Long and Fan Hu to have a longer memory. He didn't know that this would further encourage their arrogant mentality, and he felt that his father would protect him if he made a mistake.

Ling'er couldn't stand up after being beaten, so she had to crawl to the hut where she slept, and she didn't stand up for three days, because Zhang's mother sent him some food to eat. Ling'er didn't forget to practice when she was lying on the bed, probably because she had eaten the elixir of Qingfeng Dao before, and she also had a certain effect on practicing every day, and the injury was very fast. After a few days, he was able to get out of bed and walk around, but he still pretended not to move, and only walked on the ground after ten days, still pretending to be very difficult to walk, and went to serve the two sons of the Fan family half a month later.

Fan Long and Fan Hu were writing, Ling'er helped to polish the ink, Fan Long put down the pen after writing for a while and said: 'I'm tired of writing, Ma Zi, you write one for me.' Ling'er said: "Don't dare, the little one, the master knows that he will cut off my hand." Fan Long said fiercely: "If you don't write it to me, I will break your legs." Ling'er said impatiently: "I don't dare to write if my leg is broken." When Fan Long heard this, he said angrily: "I'll kick you to death right now." After saying that, he kicked Ling'er in the leg, and because he hurt himself too hard, he sat on the ground and cried when he heard him cry: "The horse broke my leg, it hurts." Holding his feet, Fan Hu ran over to check when he saw this, and saw that Fan Long's feet were swollen. Fan Hu said: "Ma Zi, you are so bold, you dare to beat my brother Long, I will go and tell my father." Then he ran away. Ling'er rolled up her pants, saw that her legs were bruised, and said to Fan Long: "Eldest son, you kicked my legs and said that I beat you, you simply reversed black and white and wronged me." Fan Long said hatefully: "Who told you not to listen to Gongzi Ben's words, I think you will be beaten again today." ’

After a while, Fan Zhifu took Zhou Fu to the study, and Fan Hu also followed. As soon as Governor Fan entered the door, he said angrily: "You damn horse, you don't have a long memory at all, you are healed and forget the pain, it has only been a few days that you still dare to beat people, I have to break your leg today." After speaking, he walked to the chair and sat down and said, "Zhou Fu, go and see how Long'er's foot is injured, and then clean up the little beggar later." Zhou Fu walked up to Fan Long and squatted down to check his sore foot, looked at it and pinched it, Fan Long screamed in pain again: "Oops, it hurts me to death." Zhou Fudao: "Master, the eldest son's feet are a little red and swollen, I have to find Lang Zhong with some plasters." Governor Fan relieved his mind at this time, and his face softened a lot: "Zhou Fu, go find a Lang Zhong and prepare some plasters." Zhou Fu walked out in response, and Fan Zhifu pointed to Ma Zi after seeing Zhou Fu leave: "Ma Zi, tell me what is going on." ’

Ling'er squatted on the side and rolled up his pants to look at the bruises on his legs, and suddenly heard Fan Zhifu's question and hurriedly replied: "Master, the little one is wronged, it was the eldest prince who asked the little one to copy and write for him, and the little one didn't respond to him and kicked the small one, you see that the little leg was broken." Saying that, he stretched out his leg to Fan Zhifu, Fan Long cried and defended: "Dad, it wasn't me who kicked him, it was he who kicked me, I don't believe you asked Brother Tiger." Fan Hu stood aside and thought silently: "Last time, I slandered him, and the horse he beat couldn't play with us for more than ten days, and he suffocated to death." He thought of it and said, 'I don't see who kicks whom.' Fan Long heard this, and cast a resentful gaze.

Fan Zhifu understood very well in his heart, and he secretly thought: "How bold Ma Zi is, how can he dare to beat people, what Ma Zi said must be the truth." If Ma Zi is punished again this time, I am afraid that he will have to help his brother copy and write in the future, so it is better not to pursue it this time. Thinking of this, he said: "Ma Zi, this time I believe that you are telling the truth, in the future, the two sons will tell you to do anything, but you can't help him write, and now Long'er is inconvenient to walk, so you are responsible for carrying him around." Ling'er hurriedly said: "Master, the little one must serve the eldest son." After Fan Zhifu finished speaking, he got up and left.

When Fan Long saw his father leaving, he said with a wicked smile on his face: "You stinky horse, have you heard it, in the future, except for asking you to write, you will have to do everything, I will tell you to kneel now, if you don't kneel, I will say that you don't want to pour tea for me to drink, and I am afraid that you will have to fight the board again." Ling'er secretly said: "This kid can do this, so let's endure it first, find a chance to slip away in a few days, and then come to them to settle accounts after the kung fu is completed." Thinking of this, Ling'er really knelt on the ground and was silent, and after a while, Zhou Fu brought a plaster and put it on Fan Long, and then left. Seeing that it was getting late, Fan Long shouted: "Mazi, I'm going to eat, come and carry me over." Ling'er was still silent, stood up, patted her knees and moved a few times, walked up to Fan Long and carried him on her back. Although Ling'er is not very old, he has the strength of an adult, and this is all because he has practiced the Nine Heavens Wuji Divine Skill, so he is very easy to carry Fan Long on his back.

Ling'er tossed Fan Long back and forth for several days, and on this day, Fan Long's leg finally healed, and he could walk on his own. After writing in the afternoon, the husband also went to rest, and it was time for the two sons to play. Fan Long first said: 'Let's ride a horse today. Fan Hu said: "I want to play hide and seek." Fan Long said dissatisfiedly: "I'm the eldest brother, I have the final say, ride a horse to play, you lie down as a horse, and my son will be a general." As he spoke, he took out a stick from the side, and when Ling'er saw this, he asked carefully: "My lord, it's hard for you to use a stick as a whip." Fan Long said proudly: "This is the big gun in the hands of General Ben, you can lie down quickly." Ling'er had no choice but to lie down and give him a horse to ride, Fan Long rode on Ling'er's back, holding a stick with one hand, slapping Ling'er's ass with the other, shouting 'drive, drive, drive', urging Ling'er to climb quickly.

Fan Hu wanted to play hide and seek but didn't succeed, he stood there angrily and looked at Fan Long's happy appearance, he was angry, but he didn't dare to do anything to Brother Long, so he had to sprinkle his anger on Ling'er. He also found a stick to hold, and saw Ling'er crawl around and crawl towards him, just before he arrived, he suddenly hit Ling'er on the head, Ling'er screamed in pain, his head was lowered, and his butt slammed Fan Long to the front and fell to the ground. Ling'er got up and took a look, only to see Fan Long lying on the ground and not moving, Ling'er stepped forward to turn Fan Long's body over, and found that he had fallen on the stone in front of him and fainted, and there was blood on the top of his head and he was motionless, Ling'er secretly said: "This time the disaster is a big one, if he really dies, Fan Zhifu must peel his own skin." Seeing this, Fan Hu was very frightened, and hurriedly shouted: "The horse has killed someone, the horse has killed someone," Ling'er was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Fan Hu shouting that he had killed someone, and he was even more panicked, and hurriedly picked up Fan Long's stick and hit Fan Hu on the head. Fan Hu was thinking about calling someone to rectify Ling'er, but he never expected Ling'er to beat him with a stick, and he was knocked unconscious before he could shout in the third sentence, and his body shook and fell to the ground without making a sound.

Ling'er saw that the two sons were unconscious, and secretly said: "I don't know if it's dead or alive, if there is really a good one, Fan Zhifu has to light himself on the sky lantern, don't wait for when to go at this time, thirty-six plans are the best." These thoughts flashed through his mind, and he hurried to the backyard.

At this time, in the academy of Fan Zhifu's house, only Fan Long and Fan Hu fainted on the ground, and after a while, Fan Long woke up first, he felt a lot of pain in his head, and he touched it with his hand. He looked around while crying, and saw Fan Hu lying still but not seeing Ling'er's shadow, and secretly thought: "Brother Tiger must have been beaten by Ling'er, and he must have been scared away." Fan Long cried and said, "The horse has killed someone, come quickly." He cried and walked up to Fan Hu and squatted down to check, and shouted, "Brother Tiger, Brother Tiger, wake up." He shouted several times but there was no response, so he hurriedly covered his bleeding head with his hand and cried that the horse had killed someone, and hurried towards the main courtyard. Fan Long met Zhou Fu and Zhang San who came to hear the shouting on the way, Zhou Fu saw Fan Long running with his head covered and crying, and hurriedly greeted him and asked: "What's wrong with the eldest son, what happened, was it really beaten by the horse?" Zhou Fu was shocked when he heard this: "Where is the second son now." Fan Long said: "It's in the academy." Zhou Fuwen hurriedly instructed: "Zhang San, you hurry up and report to the master, I'll go and see how the second son is doing." Then he went his separate ways.

Zhou Fu walked towards the academy, and thought as he walked: "It must be that these two sons have forced Ma Zi to be in a hurry, he may have started to beat people, as the saying goes, a good rabbit bites people when he is in a hurry, and it is probably impossible to say that he will kill people." He was thinking about it, so he walked into the academy, and saw that Fan Hu was really lying on the ground and did not move, so he ran over quickly, ran to him, squatted down and stretched out his hand to probe his nose, feeling that there was still breath. I thought I wasn't dead yet, but I just fainted. He hurriedly squatted down and helped Fan Hu up in his arms, pinched Fan Hu's acupoint with his thumb nail, and pinched for a while without response. At this time, Zhang San rushed over with Fan Zhifu and his wife, with an anxious look, and several of them came from the family and the maid-in-law. The lady cried and cried out, 'My tiger, you can't die.' I kept repeating this phrase. Governor Fan hurriedly walked up to him and asked, "Ah Fu, how is Hu'er?" Zhou Fu said: "There is still breath, but he is unconscious." Seeing that he had pinched it so far, Governor Fan hurriedly shouted: "Quickly prick with a needle, quickly get a needle." Zhou Fu looked at his wife and said, "Madam, quickly bring me the golden hairpin on your head." When Mrs. heard that her son was not dead, she stopped crying, and hurriedly took the golden hairpin from her head and handed it to Zhou Fu, who took the golden hairpin and pierced it at Fan Hu's middle acupoint, only to see Fan Hu tremble and wake up. Zhou Fu saw that Fan Hu woke up and pulled out the golden needle, and Fan Hu cried out: "My mother is here." Seeing this, the lady hurriedly walked over and hugged her son in her arms and said distressedly: "Don't be afraid, Hu'er, my mother is here, what is going on, tell my mother, my mother will call the shots for you." ’

Fan Hu cried for a while and told what had happened, and everyone knew that it was all done by Ma Zi, and then they all remembered that they had not seen Ma Zi's shadow until now. It was almost dark, and Governor Fan was furious and said, "This kid is so bold that he dares to do this, bring him to me quickly, I will skin him." Zhou Fudao: "Master, I haven't seen Ma Zi since the little one came in, so he may have fled." Governor Fan said loudly: "Where has this kid gone, hurry up and find it for me." Everyone ran out of the academy to look for them, and Zhou Fu said: "Master, in my opinion, Ma Zi may have escaped outside." Fan Zhifu said: "Then go outside to find him, don't let go of the streets and alleys of the city, you must arrest him back, otherwise it will be difficult to dissipate the anger in my heart." ’

The family members did not find it in the house, so they went out of the house to look for it on the street. Zhang San took a few out of the gate, Zhou Fu took a few family members to the back door, and a few people walked to the back door and wanted to open the door but couldn't open it, it turned out that someone else was locked outside. Zhou Fu said: "This must be Ma Zi who escaped through the back door." Seeing that the door could not be opened, Zhou Fu asked someone to go outside the wall first, and this person went outside to open the door buckle, and everyone walked out of the back door. Outside the back door is a small street east and west, after a few people came out, they divided into two roads, all the way to the west, and Zhou Fu took a few people to pursue the east street.