Most of the sins committed by students are common mistakes made by students all over the world. As long as the nature is not too bad, Lao Liu will give them a lesson, "Quan Quan will write down a whip" and let them go.
Luo Guanzhong knew that Lao Liu had a bad mouth and a bad mouth. While making notes in the "Book of Collections", he shook his head and sighed. No, it was not a bad mouth, but a stinky mouth.
In fact, the reason why Teacher Luo can tolerate him is because he knows that his heart is kind... and it is not just for publishing a book.
An hour later, the last student who violated the rules was brought in and bowed to Lao Liu with a reserved expression.
"Relax, what's your name, what class are you in, and what did you do?" Zhu Zhen asked amiably, "Answer everything truthfully so that you can avoid any physical pain."
"Mr. Hui, student Zhou Zhaoji is a student in Class C of Chongzhi Hall." The student replied hurriedly.
"Insect Hall, what the hell is that name? How can you govern the country with a group of insects?" Lao Liu said to Luo Guanzhong who was sitting next to him: "Write it down and change the name in the future."
"..." Luo Guanzhong nodded helplessly.
On the contrary, the student was stunned for a moment after hearing this, thinking, does Xuecheng have such great power?
But the most important thing now is to avoid being beaten. He continued honestly: "The student was reported because he secretly burned paper on campus that day."
"What, you still feel aggrieved?" Zhu Zhen said with a stern look on his face: "You lit a fire on campus and were reported, and you still feel aggrieved? If the school building was set on fire, how many thousands of students would be killed or injured, just think about it.
Have you ever?!
"It's not an exaggeration to chop your head off for this!"
"The student burned it in a pottery pot. There was no wind that day, so he burned just one knife..." Zhou Zhaoji exclaimed Qu Dao.
"That's it..." Zhu Zhen said with a slightly calm expression: "That won't work either. Fire safety is all about 'preventing the slightest change'. If everyone follows your example, something will happen sooner or later."
"Here, if there is no death in the family, who would burn paper?" Zhou Zhaoji was shocked by the Xuecheng's brain circuit.
"Well, that makes sense." Zhu Zhen said, "So, if a relative in your family dies? It's your family's turn to burn paper. If you burn it in Nanjing, who will send him flowers?"
"Xue Cheng's worries are... justifiable," Zhou Zhaoji said, dumbfounded: "It's just that my cousin died here, and his family has not come to collect his remains. It was his seventh birthday, so the student really had to give him some travel expenses.
ah."
"This cousin of yours..." Zhu Zhen frowned and realized that the matter was not simple and said, "Isn't his surname also Zhou?"
"Ahem..." Everyone in the hall started coughing. Isn't this nonsense? We are all cousins, so how can we not have the same last name?
"What I mean is that he was also a student of Guozixue during his lifetime?" Zhu Zhen asked without blushing.
"Yes." Zhou Zhaoji nodded and said, "It was Zhou Buji who hanged himself in Suixing Hall on the second day of the Lunar New Year."
"This name is not good, 'unlucky'. Why did your uncle give it to him?" Zhu Zhen commented as usual, and then said in a deep voice: "You know everything you know about your cousin's death.
Tell me, and I will spare you the whip."
"Yes, the student must tell you everything he knows." Zhou Zhaoji nodded quickly, and then searched for the part about his cousin in his memory.
"The student and his cousin went to school together since they were young, and he entered the Chinese Academy of Sciences a year and a half later than his cousin. After I came here, he always took good care of me. Later, when his studies became tight, he didn't have much time to take care of me.
"So the students visited him when they had free time. Every time they went, they saw him immersed in studying. He said that he was the first Taipei student in our county. The whole county was watching, and he must not be embarrassed."
"Actually, his grades are very good on weekdays. But last year before the big exam, he was under too much pressure and performed abnormally, so he was not promoted to Suixingtang." Zhou Zhaoji sighed:
"As a result, I couldn't get through this year... My cousin has such a strong self-esteem that he didn't even dare to tell his family for fear of being laughed at by the villagers."
"Alas..." Zhu Zhen sighed. Young people are always like this, thinking that the ivory tower is the whole world. But when you step out and take a look, you will find that the world is much bigger. The school period is only a small part of life.
"I have a question. I read in the school regulations that if a student is not promoted to Suixingtang, he can study for another year and take the exam again." Zhu Zhen asked: "Why didn't he choose to repeat the study? Is his self-esteem so strong?"
"My cousin actually wants to repeat his studies..." Zhou Zhaoji hesitated for a moment, then bravely said: "I stayed with him during the Chinese New Year, and then he started to study again. He told me personally that he was going to fight for another year, but it didn't work.
, and become benevolent.”
"Then why did you hang yourself directly?" Zhu Zhen asked.
"Because, because the school told him that he is no longer allowed to repeat his studies, he will immediately become an official." Zhou Zhaoji's eyes turned red and he said:
"When he told me the bad news, I got very drunk with him. At that time, he said that he wanted to come to Guozi School again to pick up items, look for sacrificial wine, ministers, and doctors to see if there was any hope...
…
"Unexpectedly, he actually came back and hanged himself..." Zhou Zhaoji's tears fell, and he couldn't hold back his emotions.
Zhu Zhen asked someone to move a chair for him and pour him a cup of herbal tea.
After his mood calmed down, Lao Liu asked warmly: "Do you know who he found that day?"
"I don't know, but I must find an assistant, otherwise he won't even be able to get in here." Zhou Zhaoji said.
"Eh..." Lao Liu couldn't help but let out a sigh. When he found Zhou Buji's body, he happened to be at the scene. He heard the assistant coach Jin Wenzheng say with his own ears that he hadn't seen this person for a long time and didn't expect that he would come back and hang himself.
If, as Zhou Zhaoji said, Zhou Buji came to see assistant coach Jin first, then Jin Wenzheng would have lied...
Of course, it's possible that Zhou Zhaoji was lying, but it was unlikely, because he knew as soon as he asked that such a lie was meaningless.
"Is your cousin's body still in the morgue?" Zhu Zhen asked again.
"Yes, it's such a hot day, ugh..." Zhou Zhaoji said with tears, "I don't know when my family will come to collect the body."
"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded sympathetically and cross-examined Zhou Zhaoji several times. When he saw that it didn't look like he was making it up, he let him go.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Zhaoji walked to the door, turned around and kowtowed to Zhu Zhen and said, "Xue Cheng, seek justice for my cousin!"
"Don't worry, I'm here just to uphold justice." Zhu Zhen nodded and said, "If you think of anything else, please report it to me at any time."
"Yes." Zhou Zhaoji responded, hunched over, and left in the dusk.
Zhu Zhen looked outside the door and fell into deep thought. It was not until it was dark outside and Luo Guanzhong polished the fire sickle and prepared to light the candle that he slammed the table.
It made Teacher Luo jump, and the fire sickle in his hand almost wiped his neck...
Teacher Luo was just about to complain when he saw Zhu Zhen's face sinking and he shouted angrily:
