"Cough! Cough! Silang, Silang! Zhuge Yuan!" Seeing the distracted disciple in the hall finally came to his senses. The Master was angry and his beard trembled with anger.

"I ask you, what did you say to your teacher just now?"

"Therefore, speaking to the wise depends on broadness; speaking to the broadest ones depends on discernment; speaking to the discernment; speaking to the discernment; speaking to the noble ones rely on power; speaking to the rich ones rely on wealth; speaking to the poor ones rely on profit; speaking to the humble ones rely on humility; speaking to the brave ones rely on courage; speaking to the fools rely on sharpness."

Seeing that the Master's big face turned blue but could not find a reason to attack, the young man held back a smile and sat down again.

Seeing that he had not learned any lessons at all, the Master sighed softly, "Silang, although you are smart, don't be complacent. Since you want to take the top scorer, you should not be negligent in the book. You can't memorize it alone, but you must understand its meaning."

"Yes, the students know."

When the Master turned around, Zhuge Yuan immediately made a strange face towards his back, causing other classmates to burst into laughter.

"Hmm?" The master picked up the ruler and turned around, and immediately sat upright, not daring to be arrogant.

When it was time for school in the afternoon, Zhuge Yuan followed his classmates to go home with laughter and scolding while chatting about the teacher's ugly behavior just now.

As he passed several intersections, the fewer people around Zhuge Yuan gradually became less and less. When he arrived at the gate of his yard, he was already alone.

He took out the key and opened the far door. Zhuge Yuan walked in. Seeing that there was still water in the water tank, he began to cook his own supper.

The whole yard is not big, and it looks like it is only a dozen steps in front, back, left and right. There is nothing except a white wax gun placed in the corner of the wall.

When the smoke in the kitchen chimney dissipated, the sky was almost dark. Zhuge Yuan picked out some of the wicks of an oil lamp in the house with chopsticks, and the small room suddenly became much brighter.

Zhuge Yuan took out a idle storybook that Master did not allow him to read, and started reading it with relish while eating.

Suddenly Zhuge Yuan felt someone in the house. When he looked up, he immediately faced with a big, wrinkled face with a smile. She was leaning on a crutch in her hand and an embroidered headband on her head, dressed in the same way as an old lady in the countryside.

Seeing Zhuge looking at him, the old lady Black Cat looked at the only dish on the table. "Why did you eat ginger again today? How could this work?"

She stretched out her sharp nails and scratched her in the vegetable water, put them in her mouth full of sharp teeth and sucked. "I don't even put oil, you kid."

"Three Grandma, it's okay, I'm used to it." Zhuge Yuan stood up quickly, smiled and helped her sit down on the bench. "Three Grandma, sit down first, I'll build a bowl of high crumbs for you."

"Stop busy, I'll leave in a while." The third lady reached out and took it out, and a bowl of fragrant meat appeared in front of Zhuge Yuan.

The meat smells very good, and it looks like it's not long after it's cooked, and it's still steaming.

"The daughter-in-law who has no eyesight makes it. She knows that I can't eat it, so she insists on doing it. Do you think she is looking forward to my death?"

"I think you probably don't have any meat, so I'll send you some."

Zhuge Yuan looked at the stewed lamb that was forced into his hand. "Three grandma, why do everything turn into hair in your mouth? You can't eat it or not. You may have to drink dew."

Seeing that the third grandmother raised her crutch, Zhuge Yuan quickly apologized with a smile.

"You eat it, I'm leaving, my grandson will come over to get the bowl in the morning."

After delivering the third grandma to the door, Zhuge Yuan sat back and then had his own supper.

The stewed lamb was specially used to remove the fishy smell, which was tender and smooth, and it was fat but not greasy when eaten in the mouth, and had a strong aroma.

Just as he was enjoying this delicacy, the closed courtyard gate was suddenly blown open by a wind wrapped in paper money.

The harsh sound of suona sounded, and the high and low white soul-summoning banners floated over from left to right, followed by the sad cry of sorrow.

Zhuge Yuan looked at this out with his head sideways, picked up a piece of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, "Yuhua, Mingke, the dog's nose is so good. Why do you have to come to my house to have a meal and even bring a ghost to scare people?"

The white soul banner on the courtyard wall quickly shrank down, and soon two hippie-smiling heads appeared in front of him.

"Look at what we said, how can we just stutter? We are here to give you a drink." The two of them shook the pot of rice wine with their left hands.

When I saw the mutton on the table, I immediately sat down. "Hey! It's a coincidence, I've had some food and drinks."

They were all from the same private school, and the two of them were not polite to Zhuge Yuan. They brought three bowls from the kitchen and started pouring wine with a pair of chopsticks. "Silang, can you beat the boxing?"

"No." Zhuge Yuan put away the words on the table.

"It won't be okay. We will teach you how to beat the box. In fact, it's very simple. Let's shout the wine order. After the shouting, we will make a number in our hands and guess a number in our mouths at the same time."

"If one of us calls out a number, and it happens to be a combination drawn by two hand ratios, then you will win! Then the loser drinks! How about it? Is it simple?"

Zhuge Yuan looked at the classmate in front of him with a slightly speechless expression, "How come you learn these things so quickly? It must have been not taught by your father, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense, now follow me to learn to sing. One-stop, two families are good, three-game, four-game wealth, five-game leader, six-liuliu."

With just a plate of scoops and this bowl of mutton, the two of them started to punch.

However, not long after a pot of yellow wine, Zhuge Yuan was a little drunk and the pot was empty.

With a hint of redness on his cheeks, he lifted up his empty wine pot, raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Seeing the last drop falling into his mouth, Zhuge Yuan put it down with unfulfilled intentions. "I told me to change the rules of boxing, and the winner should drink."

Hearing this, Ding Yuhua burst into laughter, "Hahaha! If you want to win, your intelligence will be misled by your intelligence?"

Seeing his classmates on the side licking his tongue against the mutton bowl, Zhuge Yuan said, "Okay, Mingke, it's clean enough, don't lick it anymore. This is the bowl of the third lady's house. If you lick it and crack it, I can't handle it."

When Lu Mingke heard this, he put down the bowl and smashed it a few times and said with regret: "I can't enjoy it all, I can't drink enough, and I can't eat enough."

Ding Yuhua's big eyes rolled, and the corner of his mouth immediately curled up, "Silang, go, I have a way,"

Hearing this, Zhuge Yuan shook his head, "What are you bad ideas? Are you not afraid of eating fried pork with Jingtiao? Forget it, eat and drink as well as drink and hurry back."

"Hey, look at your courage! Then you can wait and eat, I'll be back soon." After that, Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke stood up and walked out of the yard.

Zhuge Yuan shook his head helplessly, picked up the script and read it again.

However, after a few breaths, he looked in the direction where his classmates left, and finally followed him uneasy to avoid causing trouble.

Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke walked in front, and Zhuge Yuan followed behind. As he walked, he came to the edge of the village.

Looking at the family next to him, Zhuge Yuan was shocked. Could this guy really eat Xiong Xin and Leopard's courage and dare to go to Master's house to steal bacon?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhuge Yuan quickly accelerated his pace and rushed over to stop him.

But when they first arrived beside them, they saw the other party lying on the wall without moving. Zhuge Yuan reacted quickly and immediately stopped and looked along the other party's sight. He saw something seemed to be rolling in the bamboo forest in the distance.

Soon under the moonlight, Zhuge Yuan finally saw clearly what it was, which were three large black pottery jars with an inverted blessing.

When the three of them were arranged neatly at the entrance of the village at the same time, three heads with watermelon hats slowly stretched out from the mouth of the black pottery jar.

The three of them had pale faces on their heads, their cherry mouths were big blush, and there were only two big black holes in the place where they should have eyes.

"What are these?" Just as Zhuge Yuan widened his eyes and guessed what this was, the teacher saw that the three heads suddenly tilted and looked at him with their dark eyes at the same time.

"Let's go! Go first! Go and call Master!" Zhuge Yuan, with a solemn expression, blocked his classmates.

It was okay if Zhuge Yuan didn't say it. As soon as he opened his mouth, the three heads immediately shrank into the black pottery jar and rolled towards them quickly.

Seeing that the three things were about to roll in front of Zhuge Yuan, the Master fell from the sky with his hands behind his back, and stepped on a black pottery jar with one foot, directly trampling the bright red inversion.

Immediately afterwards, he swung the long sleeves in his hand hard, and he threw the other two black pottery jars directly onto the wall, turning into two black charcoal rough strokes.

The situation that was so critical just now was easily resolved by the Master.

This scene made Zhuge Yuan's eyes shine, "Teacher, I want to learn this! This is so amazing!"

With a "bang", the Master took out a ruler from somewhere and hit his three heads hard. "I smell drunk! What are you going to do in the evening?"

Zhuge Yuan, who covered his head with his hands and was so painful that he was smoking in the cold air, was not scared away and came back again. "Teacher, teach me this! I really didn't know that you could still know this magical power in the past!"

"Study hard! Being the top scorer is the right way. Don't think about what you have or not every day!" The master walked towards his yard with his face and his hands behind his back.

"Teacher! You can't say that. Look, if it were the case just now, what's the use of reading more books?"

"Hmph! Don't mess around. Reading is to make you understand the truth! If you don't know a single big word, no matter how many magical powers you learn, you will not be able to find the right direction."

"Why do you understand the truth?"

"Learn from reason is to cultivate oneself."

"So why self-cultivation?"

"Cultivating oneself is to be a human being! Cultivating morality, setting ambitions, and setting words!"

After saying the last word, the Master turned around suddenly and glared at Zhuge Yuan with the snake's eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Feeling that his classmates behind him secretly pulled him back, Zhuge Yuan took a step back a little unwillingly and stopped talking.

However, this time the Master did not leave, "Silang, have you always felt that you are smarter than others? How about we bet on a game?"

"Gambling?" Zhuge Yuan's face showed a hint of surprise.

"You said that no matter how many books you read, it would be useless when you encountered the situation just now, but you were wrong, it would be useful."

"There is Zhang Liang's plan in the book, and the wall ladder in the book. There are many ways. As long as you find one of it, I will teach you all the magical powers."

"Seriously?" Zhuge Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

"A gentleman's word is as good as a horse!" After the Master said that, he took out a brush and quickly drew a black pottery jar on the wall.

After a few breaths, the Master reached out and picked a black pot tied by an iron cage in front of Zhuge Yuan. "It takes six days to find a way to get this thing back and you will win."

The Master left, leaving Zhuge Yuan, Ding Yuhua and Lu Mingke to stay where they were looking at the black pottery jar in the cage.

The classmates on the side were still gloating. "You bet with your master, you are really good. If you win or lose, you will be in trouble."

"No, Master is not such a stingy person." Zhuge Yuan was also excited at this moment. He ran to the private school in anger, and took the oil lamp and went to the book to find a solution.

At the beginning, Zhuge Yuan felt that he had found a solution and kept trying on the black pottery jar. But no matter how he tried it, it would not work. If it weren't for the iron cage, he would have smashed towards Zhuge Yuan long ago.

In order to obtain the Master's supernatural powers, Zhuge Yuan forgot to eat and sleep, and his whole body and mind were planted in the book. Within two days, his face became very haggard.
To be continued...