It was obvious that Xiaobao had found a shorter queue. He was at the end of the queue, but someone actually said he was jumping in. Looking back, he saw that it was You Zhenghang's boy, and You Zhenghang was standing behind him.

Before Xiaobao could defend himself, several children in the team next to him saw someone making trouble for Xiaobao, so they left their original positions and lined up behind You Zhenghang.

Now it looks like Xiaobao is really stuffed.

Xiaobao looked at them, not wanting to cause trouble, so he took his tea cup to the end and stood behind them. This team was the shortest, so Xiaobao did not change to another team.

But even so, You Zhenghang's young man is still unwilling to let you go. He is always looking for trouble, so he can let you slip away?

"You're like you, you don't even know basic etiquette, why do you come to the state to study?" The boy said, "Can you understand the teacher's class? No wonder you have to teach everything from the teacher!"

I started to make trouble because I was jealous of Xiaobao being pointed out by his husband. These words just fit everyone's thoughts, so they all rushed:

"That's right! I'm afraid I can't even write a poem!"

"What kind of poem are you writing? I probably can't even read it!"

"Yes, look at him. He usually doesn't even dare to speak, but he still writes poems?"

Wu Qiusheng came back after packing the food. He didn't see Xiaobao, so he looked at the water line. He didn't see anything either. He only saw a few people in a line. Instead of queuing up, they gathered around and chatted.

Qiu Sheng hurried over. Xiaobao was small, so he wouldn't be able to get out if he was surrounded.

When I got closer, I saw that I was really surrounded. I became anxious and wanted to pull Xiaobao out. But those students blocked me with their bodies: "What are you doing? Do you dare to hit me?"

Qiu Sheng had to take a step back to avoid him, but if he stepped back like this, he couldn't reach Xiao Bao. The others continued to ridicule Xiao Bao.

Xiaobao doesn't want to pay attention to them, but he can't get out. The older children seem to be willing to use this bullying trick, and they surround you without touching you, but you just can't get away.

Xiaobao had no choice but to say: "Flash away!" This was Chu Qing's style.

"What? Who are you talking about?"

"Do you dare to say it again?"

"Shenyuan!" Since they wanted to hear it, Xiaobao didn't mind repeating it.

Seeing that Xiaobao was threatened, Qiu Sheng gave up and rushed in to pull Xiaobao regardless. If he hit someone, he would hit someone!

These people can let Qiu Sheng succeed? Not only them, but also their servants came up: "What are you doing? You are so brave! You dare to hit our young master?"

"There are really no rules! A servant dares to bump into nobles everywhere!"

Xiaobao quit: "He is my brother, not a servant!"

"Tch! Even you look like a servant!"

"Repay your brother! Calling a servant brother, you are really a servant!"

"Hey, you can't say that! A servant can't compose poetry. If he could compose poetry, he wouldn't be a servant." You Zhenghang's servant said in a strange tone at this time.

"You! You are going too far!" Qiu said angrily, "Who can't write poetry? Come on!"

The students twisted their lips and said derogatoryly:

"Yo yo yo! You servant, just stay here! Do you have the right to speak?"

"Who can't compose poetry? Boy, if you can compose a poem today, I will let this little brat go!"

"It's okay to talk to a servant!"

"Didn't he say that he was his brother and not a servant? If he could compose poetry, I would also call his servant brother! Hahaha!"

"My name is brother too! Haha!"

"Do you keep your word?" Xiaobao suddenly stared at these two people and asked.

"Forget it! I'll give you a proposition. If you can make a cup of tea, don't even call me brother, let alone call him brother. Do you dare?" The student was unwilling to be threatened by Xiaobao.

"Who else? If you are a man, don't just talk, bet if you dare!" Xiaobao said.

"Who is afraid of whom? Take me with you!"

"Take me with you! How dare you make such a noise, little brat!"

"And me." You Zhenghang had been silent before, but now he stepped forward. He felt that with his status as a "genius", this bet was worthy of weight.

"Okay! It's settled! Come up with the question!" Xiaobao nodded.

"Xiaobao!" Qiu Sheng hurriedly stopped him.

"It's okay, brother Qiusheng. At worst, you don't need to call me brother. I'm only four years old anyway." Xiaobao didn't care.

This statement made everyone burst into laughter: "I haven't gambled yet, I've already made excuses!"

"Stop talking nonsense and come up with a question!" Xiaobao urged, "I'm still waiting to get water!"

"Let's take the kettle as the topic. You can do it as long as a cup of tea!" You Zhenghang came up with the topic.

"This time is too long, Master?" You Zhenghang's servant has to highlight his young master's abilities. His young master will not be able to use him for that long.

"A cup of tea should be enough. After all, he is only 4 years old. Don't be too harsh." You Zhenghang explained generously.

"Master, you are so kind!" the boy flattered.

"No need! Just do it now." Xiaobao said.

Everyone was shocked! You can do it just after the question was given? Are you bragging?!

Xiaobao was very happy and wrote a poem with the theme of the kettle. When he couldn't speak before, Chu Qing told him a joke, saying that it was written by a man named Zheng Banqiao. Now it's just right to use it!

"listen!

The mouth is pointed, the belly is big, the handle is high,

Smoke, fire, and noise.

How can a small amount accommodate large things?

Two or three inches of water creates waves."

At that time, Chu Qing told Xiaobao two versions of the origin of this poem. The first version said that when Zheng Banqiao was a boy, his family was in decline, and he was often looked down upon by his classmates while he was studying. Bullying was common.

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But Zheng Banqiao was very good at studying, and he could easily compose poems. For a while, it happened that his husband taught him the rules for composing poems, so these classmates from wealthy families began to compare themselves with each other, because they often had the opportunity to participate in poetry gatherings with their families and learned a lot.

The more you learn, the more you learn.

The classmates were noisy in the room, and then targeted Zheng Banqiao again, mocking him for being poor and having no chance to learn poetry. He probably didn't understand what he learned in class.

Zheng Banqiao was annoyed by the noise, so he pointed at the kettle that had just boiled and composed this poem. The students heard that this was a satire on themselves and were extremely ashamed.

The second version tells that Zheng Banqiao started education when he was an official in Weixian County. There was a private school in the county. Most of them were children of wealthy people, but there was only one poor student. They often teamed up to bully the poor student.

After Zheng Banqiao learned about it, he decided to teach these children of wealthy families a lesson.

It just so happened that during the Lantern Festival this year, the private school teacher came to ask Zheng Banqiao to give a lantern riddle for the students to study.

Zheng Banqiao thought for a while and wrote a poem on the lantern: The mouth is pointed, the belly is big, the handle is high, it is smoky and noisy. How can a small thing accommodate big things? Two or three inches of water makes waves.

Zheng Banqiao also set a special rule: everyone can guess, but those who guess wrong will be fined one or two silver coins. Whoever guesses correctly will give all the coins to him.

Those rich kids were all excited because of their family's money, but no one guessed it right. Finally, the poor student came and said, "The answer should be a kettle." Isn't it? It's a kettle for boiling water.

Although the children from the rich family were very reluctant, due to Zheng Banqiao's regulations, they had to give dozens of taels of silver to the poor student.

And this poor student relied on these dozens of taels of silver to complete his studies, and finally passed the Jinshi examination and became a high official.

Xiaobao felt that the first version was his favorite and was more in line with his current situation, so when he heard the proposition, he immediately thought of this poem and said it directly.

"I'm done, call me brother!"

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