Bai Shan looked at their husband distressedly and asked in a low voice: "Does your husband resent your husband?"
Mr. Zhuang paused and smiled slightly: "I was resentful when the incident happened, but Mr. Huang took good care of me. I did not tell the matter after receiving the reply from the school. I think, even if I was not guaranteed to be admitted,
I just took the exam to get the quota. Unexpectedly, some bad news came out in the school, saying that I took money from the Chen family to give up the quota. This was obviously unfair to other students. In the end, the school
They decided to remove me from the recommended quota for the college entrance examination."
The third disciple looked at their husband with a distressed expression.
Mr. Zhuang smiled when he saw this, reached out and patted their little heads. It had been so many years since the incident, and when he mentioned these things again, except for the embarrassment of exposing his own shortcomings in front of his disciples, he felt very calm in his heart.
However, "I was still very young when I became a teacher, and I was very arrogant. I felt that if I stayed in the government school, the school might not give me a place for next year's college entrance examination, so I left the government school and returned to Luojiang County to take the exam first.
I passed the exam held in Mianzhou and secured a spot for the next year’s major exam.”
"I met Chen Fulin here again," Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said with a smile: "I had a normal relationship with him when we were in the government school. Although he is older than me, because he was born rich, I took more care of him in some matters.
Two points, but I didn’t expect..."
I didn't expect that I would be targeted like this.
This was the biggest stain in Mr. Zhuang's life, so Mr. Zhuang was silent for a long time before saying: "In the capital, when I was waiting for the big exam, in order to become famous, I submitted poems to two adults. After the poems were submitted,
My post was thrown back within three days, because the night before my post was submitted, Chen Fulin drunkenly wrote two poems while participating in a small poetry gathering. Unfortunately, it was the two poems I submitted.
"
Bai Shan and the other two opened their mouths wide.
Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said: "The circle of scholars is so big. Even a small matter can be spread a lot, let alone such a big matter? My conduct is not good! This was the impression that most people had of me at that time, except for a few
Except for my close friends, no one believed me. Even if I told about the admission quota for the government school, everyone just thought I was angry and falsely accusing Chen Fulin."
"At that time, there were only three days before the big exam." Mr. Zhuang said: "Not to mention three days, even if you give me three years, I can't wash away this stain. It's impossible for me to take the Imperial College Examination, or even the Imperial Examination."
, so he left the capital as a teacher."
"Because this incident spread back to our hometown, our children in the county town were not in a good situation, so our teacher sold his family's land and took his family to live somewhere else. It was not until he got older that your senior brother got married and had a son.
, our family has just returned to our hometown, and now, not many people still remember this incident, and those who remember it are no longer in the county."
Bai Shan pursed his lips and asked, "Who stole sir's poems?"
Only then did Mr. Zhuang show a look of regret in his eyes. He raised his head and looked out the window. After a while, he said: "A friend..."
Chen Fulin thought they had a good relationship, but Mr. Zhuang really didn't think they were familiar, so his place was taken away and he was suppressed. But he only felt unfair and resentful. He only felt that kind of betrayal when his poems were stolen.
of anger.
That's why he was so sad.
Mr. Zhuang said softly: "I once regarded him as a close friend. We traveled together for half a year. We were equally poor and full of ambitions. Who knew..."
Man Bao asked: "What is his name and where is he now?"
Mr. Zhuang knew what she wanted to do. He glanced at her and shook his head, "I don't know. I haven't seen him since then and never asked about him. Of course I don't know where he is."
Bai Erlang asked: "Sir, do you want to find him to testify for you?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "It's been so many years, why bother with it anymore?"
Bai Shan: "But aren't you worried that he will bring this up again and hinder us?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said: "I'm just telling you as a precaution. I'm old and I don't care about the quality of my reputation. But you, I'm afraid, will be affected by me."
He paused and then said: "How about this, I'll go talk to him tomorrow and don't mention what happened back then, so that everyone can live in peace."
"No," Bai Shan said, "Sir, can you believe what a person like that says?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled slightly and said: "No."
"Then what's the point of asking him?"
Mr. Zhuang said nonchalantly: "Let's give it a try. What if he agrees? As people get older, they may not be so competitive."
Three disciples:...
Man Bao said: "I don't think it's possible. You see, he is still struggling in the Ministry of Household Affairs at a very old age. He is just a fifth-rank official. If I were only a fifth-rank official at his age, I would have resigned a long time ago.
The official went back to his hometown to have some fun."
Mr. Zhuang, who is only one year younger than Chen Fulin: "...Are we very old now?"
"Sir, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about him," Man Bao said with a serious face: "He is an old man with an old heart, so he is old from the inside out, but you are different, your heart is young.
Yes, so my body looks young and I don’t look old at all.”
Mr. Zhuang stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.
Bai Shan and Bai Erlang looked at Man Bao with wide eyes.
Man Bao raised his eyebrows at them proudly.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Zhuang shook his head, smiled, and waved his hand: "Okay, I've finished listening to the story. You just need to pay more attention in the future. You should go do your own thing. Just leave this matter to my teacher."
"gentlemen……"
Mr. Zhuang waved his hand.
The three of them can only go out.
Bai Shandao: "How can there be people in this world who don't care about their reputation? The gentleman just came out to comfort us. If it is said outside that he has plagiarized the poems and essays of his classmates, he will still feel very sad."
Man Bao and Bai Erlang nodded fiercely and said distressedly: "But what should we do? Chen Fulin will definitely not admit it. Judging from his behavior today, he might still want to drive Mr. away."
Bai Shan touched his chin and said: "If I were him, I would definitely feel panicked knowing that my husband lives in the same city as me. Even if I can feel at ease, I would feel disgusted when I see my husband, like a lump in my throat, which is not only unpleasant."
Man Bao and Bai Erlang turned to look at him and said "Wow": "Shouldn't you feel guilty and take the initiative to walk around sir?"
"That's what a person with a conscience thinks, and he obviously isn't."
"Then why can you think of his thoughts?" Man Bao looked at him suspiciously, then looked to his left and said, "Check to see if your conscience is still there."
Bai Shan:……
Bai Erlang looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, shouting: "It must be gone!"
Bai Shan flew out with a kick. He had expected it and jumped away.