Although it was a bit tacky for a scholar to talk about money, the two of them reminded him, and Mr. Lan turned around and went in to find Mr. Zhuang again.
He thinks it's a good idea to let Senior Brother Zhuang give a big lecture, not to restrain Xiu, but mainly to repair the relationship between him and the Huang family, right?
But he didn't expect that Shu Xiu was really important to Mr. Zhuang.
It's not particularly hard work, it won't delay the three disciples' studies, it also earns money, and it can also expand your network. There seem to be many benefits.
Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the three little heads lying on the window, he nodded in agreement.
Forget it, just go and go.
The three disciples were new here, and apart from playing by themselves every day, they studied. Although they were still naughty, they were not as lively as before.
It would be nice for him to go to Dazhi Academy to take classes, as he could help them make more friends.
After thinking about it, Mr. Zhuang agreed and said, "If we only teach big lectures, that would be okay."
He thought for a while and then said: "You also know that I am most familiar with Lao and Zhuang, and this can be the main focus of the major lectures I teach."
Lan Cheng was happy, "I'll go talk to Senior Brother Huang."
He didn't stay for dinner and left happily.
The three little heads had been watching him go out, and then they sneaked into the study together, lined up in a row, and Man Bao asked: "Sir, don't we have a bad relationship with Master Huang and the others?"
Mr. Zhuang hit her on the head with his hand and said, "You have only met twice, how come your relationship is not good?"
Bai Shanbao said: "Sir, you know what you are asking. We are in the same group as you."
Bai Erlang nodded repeatedly.
Mr. Zhuang then smiled and said, "Children, don't interfere in adults' matters. Just do your own thing."
He paused and felt that with the naughty nature of the three disciples, they might really cause trouble, so he said: "That was an old grudge from decades ago. Sir, I have forgotten it, so there is no need for you." If you are struggling with this matter, just do whatever you have to do."
The three of them understood after hearing this, "Then let's continue to play with Qi Jue and the others tomorrow?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled, "Go, go, make more friends."
But after all, they didn't go out to find Qi Jue and the others.
The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival, so Zhou Lang and Zhou Lijun no longer went out to make money, but drove out to have fun with Man Bao and the others.
Even Mr. Zhuang went out with them, and together with Wei Chen, they all headed to the main street.
They mainly came to watch the boat race today, but the boat race would be after the big performance of Nuo opera, and the big performance of Nuo opera would be after the speech of King Yizhou.
Man Bao also wanted to see what King Yizhou looked like, but she didn't want to squeeze in the street. The main reason was that she was too short. She couldn't see the front of the crowd when she was standing in the crowd. Even when King Yizhou was standing on a high platform, she couldn't see him. .
Bai Shanbao was about the same height as her, and of course he didn't like being crowded in crowds, so after everyone discussed it, they went to sit or stand in a nearby restaurant to watch.
However, the second floors of the shops on both sides are all occupied by people.
Man Bao couldn't help but look at the roof of the shop. Bai Shanbao also looked over, and then peeked at Daji.
Without squinting, Daji protected them and retreated to the corridor of a shop. Then Zhoulang found a bench from nowhere.
Wei Chen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up after seeing it, and then stood on the bench with Man Bao and the others.
Once they stood up, their field of vision broadened. Although they were standing in a very remote position, they could still see the high platform clearly. The most important thing was that they could hide from the sun under the eaves and not be exposed to the sun.
Zhou Lang disliked the four of them and occupied a bench. He reached out and patted their buttocks and said, "Stand sideways. Stand sideways. Do you understand? Make room for me and Er... Lijun."
Wei Chen carefully turned around on the stool and stood sideways.
Zhou Lang and his niece also stood up, and the six of them looked forward together.
Mr. Zhuang, who was unwilling to stand up because of his image:...
And Daji, who is considered not to need a stool:...
After the six people stood up, the King of Yizhou appeared on the stage with all the officials in Yizhou City.
Including the chief officials such as Yizhou Jiedu Envoy, Yizhou Governor and Tangxian Magistrate of Huayang County.
They stood behind King Yizhou in a hurry.
Then, as soon as the King of Yizhou came on stage, the gongs and drums were sounded, and the people watching on the street knelt down and shouted: "Greetings to the King of Yizhou——"
The scholars bowed and saluted, and even the people standing on the second floor of each shop also bowed and saluted. The six people crowded on the stools:...
Just when they were hesitating whether to jump down and salute, the King of Yizhou had already raised his hands to let everyone off the salute, and everyone stood up or straightened up again.
The six people standing on the stools breathed a sigh of relief and continued to look ahead.
Mr. Zhuang straightened up and stood on tiptoes slightly to look towards the high platform.
No one noticed that Daji, who was standing behind them, did not move. He neither knelt down nor bowed, nor even bent his waist.
The King of Yizhou was very pleased to see the dense crowds on the street. After three years of recuperation, Yizhou City had finally returned to its former prosperity.
He gave a speech and encouraged the people. The most important thing was to look forward to the future, and then wished everyone a healthy Dragon Boat Festival. In addition to boat races this year, the Yizhou Palace also invited people to perform Nuo operas to drive away ghost plagues.
For good health.
As soon as the gongs and drums sound, it means that the activity has begun.
The twenty or so people standing at the front of the crowd began to dance together, and as they moved, the masks on their faces seemed to come alive.
They spread out to the beat of the drums, approaching the crowd, causing everyone to scream in surprise, and then dispersed one after another to give them enough space.
In addition to the Nuo opera, the Yizhou Palace also prepared many small rice dumplings, which were distributed along the road by the servants of the Yizhou Palace, one for each person.
The rice dumplings are very small, so they bring good luck.
When the rice dumplings were handed over to Man Bao and the others, the three of them, adhering to the principle of not taking advantage of the disadvantage, extended their hands to the servant who handed out the rice dumplings.
When the servant saw that Manbao and the others were handsome and elegant, the beauty gave them one more, winking and smiling: "It's better in pairs."
Because the rice dumplings were distributed, everyone's attention was diverted. King Yizhou on the high platform couldn't help but hear someone shouting thank you to him, so he turned to Zhang Jiedushi and smiled and said: "This method of enjoying the people is really good."
Not bad, we can do it again next year as usual."
Zhang Jiedushi bent down slightly and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is kind, this is a blessing for the people of Yizhou."
Magistrate Tang, who was standing behind, lowered his eyes with a warm smile on his face. Because he was standing next to him, Governor Ming happened to see the coldness in his eyes, so he couldn't help but reach out and poke him, and secretly warned: "
You should restrain yourself."
County Magistrate Tang glanced at his Shangguan and said to himself: Are you still not restrained?
Just as the thought flashed across his mind, a dazzling light came, causing his eyes to squint subconsciously. A chill ran down Magistrate Tang's spine, and he subconsciously pulled his Shangguan back. When he raised his head, he saw a man wearing a god's mask.
The person leaped over and stabbed him, and he subconsciously shouted: "There is an assassin——"