Daji looked at it, took the kite and put it into Zhoulang's hand, then silently walked forward and stood behind the three of them.
The leading boy glanced at Man Bao, pointed at her and said: "Go away, we boys have nothing to do with you when we fight."
Man Bao slapped his finger off, "Who taught you to talk and point at people?"
The young man was angry, "You hit me?"
Man Bao: "Don't point your fingers at people when you talk!"
Mr. Zhuang couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and walked over. He frowned and coughed lightly and asked, "What are you making a fuss about?"
The three men, Man Bao, who was so aggressive, froze for a moment. They could only turn around and salute aggrievedly and guiltily, and shouted: "Sir."
The group of teenagers couldn't help but shrink back when they heard this. In addition to the nearby residents, the most frequent visitors to this part of Qixia Mountain were students and teachers from various academies in Yizhou City.
And they are obviously still students. Although Mr. Zhuang is not their husband, they still feel a little guilty when facing him.
While they were thinking about what to say, another majestic voice sounded from behind the teenagers, "What are you doing here?"
Hearing this voice, the teenagers couldn't help but stiffen, turned around stiffly, and moved a little away.
Then Man Bao and Mr. Zhuang saw a middle-aged man with a majestic face.
Mr. Zhuang was slightly stunned when he saw him. The other party was also stunned when he saw Mr. Zhuang. Then he took two steps forward and saluted: "Brother Zhuang, why are you here?"
Mr. Zhuang quickly returned the gift and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Junior Brother Huang. Isn't this the end of the Fu Xue exam? I'm taking the disciples out for a walk. What are you..."
Huang Chuan glanced at the teenagers and said: "It's rare to have clear weather today, so I asked them to fly kites to ward off bad luck. I didn't expect to meet my senior brother here."
Mr. Zhuang turned to Man Bao and said, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you come up and see Master Huang soon?"
Huang Chuan also glanced at his students and said, "Come up and see Mr. Zhuang."
These students are not his introductory disciples, they are just students from the academy, so there is no need to call Mr. Zhuang a master.
But Manbao and the others are different. They are Mr. Zhuang's disciples, so the etiquette they have to pay is more severe.
The three of them bowed to the end, called "Uncle Master", stood aside, and glanced at the group of teenagers.
The group of teenagers did not dare to quarrel with them anymore. They stepped forward to salute and then retreated behind Huang Chuan.
Mr. Zhuang said: "You guys should get along well and don't get into fights."
Huang Chuan said: "If you dare to bully others outside, I will punish you by cleaning the academy for a month."
So both parties exchanged glances for a moment, then each of them excused themselves from their elders and left to play.
Mr. Zhuang asked Mr. Huang to sit down and they talked.
Huang Chuan couldn't help but smile when he saw Mr. Zhuang's kite tied to the stone, "Senior brother is still so childlike."
Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "The disciples were just joking. Now that it's done, it would be a pity not to let it go."
"Senior brother's disciple has already taken the imperial examination? How is the situation?"
"We have to wait until the results are released to find out, but he is young and is not in a hurry to do it in one or two years."
After hearing this, Huang Chuan knew that the estimate must be average, and they didn't have much hope. He didn't ask about it again, but asked about other things.
Huang Chuan is Mr. Huang's youngest son, and Mr. Huang was Mr. Zhuang's academic officer and teacher when he was studying in Fu Xue. Mr. Zhuang almost became a disciple of Mr. Huang.
Last Qingming Festival, he and Lan Cheng went to visit Mr. Huang's grave together, so they had just met.
But Huang Chuan had never seen the three of them, Manbao.
He glanced at the three young people gathered together. From them, he saw the vitality of his students and the rare spiritual energy of his students. He smiled and asked: "Brother, I plan to live in Yizhou permanently in the future."
? Or..."
"Let's wait until the results come out. The three children are getting older. It's time for them to go out and practice at this age." Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "While I can still move around, I will take care of them for two years, and then I will go back to my hometown to study."
, in the future, whether they take exams or do other things, they will have to make their own way."
Mr. Zhuang told them last time that he was employed by someone and had three disciples to teach him. However, Huang Chuan did not expect that he was willing to do this for his students and actually took them out to practice in person.
He couldn't help but sigh, feeling that it was too hard to go out, so he invited: "Senior brother, why don't you stay? Our academy happens to be short of teachers. With my senior brother's talents, I can teach more students."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said with a smile: "I am getting older, but it is difficult for me to travel around. My family grew up in Luojiang County. How can I be willing to leave my hometown?"
Luojiang County is only one day away from Yizhou, and he can spend time traveling with his disciples, so why can't he still teach in Yizhou?
In the end, this is just an excuse.
Huang Chuan, who understood it as soon as he thought about it, smiled and did not mention it again.
At this time, Manbao and the others had already gone in the direction of the kite landing, and the three of them were walking together and reflecting on what had just happened.
The three of them all agreed that they were too impulsive just now. Man Bao said, "Fortunately there was no fight. There were seven of them and there were only three of us. We definitely couldn't beat them."
Bai Erlang: "If something like this happens again in the future, you have to stop me. Don't roll up your sleeves and join me."
Bai Shanbao rolled his eyes at him, "Can you listen if I stop you?"
Bai Erlang thought about it and realized that it might be a bit difficult.
"Instead of thinking about this, it is better to think about how we can fight one against three. Next time we encounter the opponent with more people than us, we will not suffer any loss even if we fight." Bai Shanbao said: "Think about it quickly."
"What can I do? Didn't you learn Kung Fu from Daji?" Man Bao asked, "How did you learn?"
"It's okay. Although Bai Er is older than me, I will definitely have no problem beating him."
"You have the ability to hit two of me."
Bai Shanbao didn't speak.
Man Bao sighed, "It seems that we still haven't learned enough. Forget it, let's find the kite first. Be careful in the future and don't fight if there are many people on the other side."
They walked forward in the general direction, crossed the woods, and reached the foot of the mountain, where they met the group of teenagers.
The two sides met at the foot of the mountain, and the atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Man Bao was the first to wave to break the stiff atmosphere and asked: "Are you also here to see the kite?"
The young man at the head snorted and said: "Nonsense, what are we doing here if we don't look for a kite? I bought my beauty kite for half a tael of silver."
Man Bao's eyes widened and he said: "You must have been deceived. Half a tael of silver is so short. It doesn't look good. We might as well make it ourselves."
"It's better than those three ugly kites of yours." The teenagers looked at the group of them when the quarrel was over. Naturally, they saw the two kites pulled by Zhou Lang. After a reluctant look along the strings, they discovered the sky.
There are two equally huge and ugly kites.
Those two kites looked like they had the same origin as the big insect kites, and they all thought they were ugly.