Xiaoxun didn't know how long he had been running, it seemed that he had only been a few seconds, and it seemed that he had been running for a few hours. He could no longer tell the passage of time and just wanted to get to Zheng Dongyang's house as soon as possible.
Zheng Dongyang's house was filled with laughter at this time.
"I! Zheng Dongyang! I didn't expect that I would have such a blessing in my life!"
Zheng Dongyang was so drunk that he couldn't stand firmly. He supported the table with one hand and raised the wine glass with the other, and made a glass clinking gesture to the people at the same table: "Come on, today, today we are here
Don’t go back without getting drunk!”
He has a low alcohol tolerance and never had a strong drink like this in the past. A few glasses of rice wine with a shallow degree are the limit.
But today he was very happy, even happier than when he was praised by Tong Sheng for his academic performance!
Sitting around him was Old Man Cen, Xiao Ruo and Xiao Niu Xiaozhao.
Old Man Cen's cheeks were also red, and he drank a lot today. He slapped the table and stood up shakingly, holding up the wine cup and going to clink with Zheng Dongyang.
"I don't go home if I'm drunk! I know that my old man is not wrong! I'm a little bit wrong, and I'm a old guy is not wrong!" The hand holding the wine cup was shaking a little, and the mellow wine sprinkled on his gray beard.
, He didn't care at all.
Xiao Ruo looked at the two old men who were drunk and drunk, shook her head and did not stop it. She only reminded her: "Old man, Senior Zheng, you two drink less, you will have a headache when you wake up tomorrow!"
This is indeed worth celebrating, and it would be natural for the two old men to succeed like this. If she hadn't taken care of the two old men and the two young men, she would have wanted to have a few drinks and have fun!
It was at this time that Xiao Xun pushed the door open and his eyes were red and his temples were messy. He panted quickly while holding the door frame, which scared Xiao Ruo.
She put down her chopsticks and hurried forward to support Xiaoxun and asked, "What's wrong with you, Ah Xun? When did you come back?"
She could feel Xiao Xun's arm muscles swelling in her palm, and his body was trembling slightly due to violent running or other reasons.
Xiao Xun couldn't speak. He ran too fast. The wind choked into his throat and slashed the fishy sweet smell came out of his mouth. The rapidly expanding lung lobes were protesting to him.
Xiao Ruo's soft little hands followed his spine from top to bottom to help him calm his breath.
"Hu...hu...I, I got home just now...hu...you are all...nothing...hu...I thought something happened to you!" he said with difficulty.
"Ah Xun? Is it Ah Xun?" Old Man Cen's eyes were blurred, narrowing into a slit to focus. "Come on, Ah Xun also has a drink! Let's celebrate Zhaozhao together!"
"Celebrate...congratulations?" After Xiao Ruo touched her, Xiao Xun's lungs finally didn't feel the pain of exploding. He looked at the drunk two old men in confusion, and then looked at Xiao Niao and Xiao Niao, who looked expectant and praise.
Xiao Zhao.
"The old man is drunk, don't pay attention to him and have a glass of water." Xiao Ruo helped Xiao Xun sit at the table, poured him a cup of warm water and said, "This matter is a long story, I'll talk to you slowly
explain."
In Xiao Ruo's narrative, Xiao Xun understood what was going on.
The incident started on the third day after he left, and Xiao Zhao went to Zheng Dongyang's house to study that day as usual.
The two sons of the Xiao family are smart. The father of the Xiao family had taught the siblings to recognize words and read sentences before. Xiao Zhao read the "Analects of Confucius", "Zhu Zi's Family Instructions", "Zengguang Xianwen" and other enlightenment books by himself. Zheng Dongyang started teaching them on weekdays.
His four books, five-character and six-rhythm and other deeper knowledge.
On this day, Zheng Dongyang specially told him to review one day in advance and to take the exam tomorrow. Xiao Zhao was thinking all the way back to Tzu Chi Hall, thinking intently, but when he didn't pay attention, he was full of people.
The one who was hit was an eleven or 2 year old, a head taller than Xiao Zhao. After the bump, the boy staggered and took a step back, but Xiao Zhao fell down his butt.
"Ouch!" The boy let out a fake wail.
Then three teenagers who were about the same age as him were surrounded by him and talked loudly.
"Zilu, are you okay?"
"Where did the boy come from? You can't walk with eyes?!"
"Isn't this the little guy in the clinic? You can treat your sister first if you don't have any eyes, so as to avoid running around in the street!"
Xiao Zhao knew that he was in the wrong, so he quickly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his butt, and bowed to the few people, "I accidentally bumped into you just now. Xiao Zhao apologized to you here."
"Apologize? Then you will compensate!"
"Oh, don't make things difficult for him. I heard that he has no father or mother, and 80% of them can't afford to pay for it!"
"Hahahaha, right? I just didn't have money and I became the teacher of Zheng Dongyang, hahahaha~"
Several young men spoke sarcastically and laughed in a mess.
When they heard them mention their Master Meng and their parents in this tone, Xiao Zhao understood that these people were not met by chance, and they were probably waiting here to deliberately wait for him to run into them.
Gripping his teeth, the baby's fat face looked rounder, and he said angrily: "A gentleman is harmonious but different, and a villain is the same but not harmonious! Please get out of the way, I'm going home!"
The young man who was hit raised his eyebrows and stepped forward and pushed Xiao Zhao suddenly, cursing: "Who are you talking about the villain? Did we say something wrong? It's because your family is poor that they can't afford to hire a scholar to be a teacher.
!”
The other few people were talking aside.
"That's right! We, Master Meng, are all Wang Xiucai, and you can only find a child!"
"What Tongsheng? Old Man Zheng can't take the imperial examination in this life. I think Tongsheng has defiled the saint!"
"Can Tong Sheng compete with the scholar? He doesn't think he is worth a pound!"
Xiao Zhao was pushed and fell down his strong butt again, and his tears were about to come out of pain.
At this moment, an old man slowly walked out from the side. His sparse and gray hair was tied into a small bun on his head, wearing a delicate apricot-white long literati gown, and a mountain fan inscription was shaken in his hand.
There are three big words Wang Enqing written on it.
The old man looked at Xiao Zhao who was pushed to the ground with his eyes squinted, coughed and said in a fake way: "Zilu, Zigong, Zizhang, Ziqi, you can't say that."
The old man is the four young men, Mr. Meng, Wang Xiucai.
He had long heard that there was a smart boy in the clinic of Shangxi Town. When his family was looking for Master Meng for him, he bluntly said that he was not worthy of being a scholar, and finally found Zheng Dongyang to be the Master Meng for this boy.
After knowing this, he was so angry that he couldn't eat for three days.
When he was young, Zheng Dongyang was overwhelming everywhere. Although Zheng Dongyang was the youngest among the students during his studies, he was very popular with the Master. The articles he wrote in the school were the first and second. Later, he participated in the provincial examination together.
He was almost defeated by Zheng Dongyang, but fortunately someone reported that Zheng Dongyang was deprived of his qualification for scientific examinations because of his background.
Who knew that he could still be suppressed by Zheng Dongyang at this age!
Seeing Xiao Zhao enduring the pain, Wang Xiucai stood up straight again, shook the fan and said kindly to Xiao Zhao: "My disciple is not arguing with you on purpose. You should not care about it, kid."
Xiao Zhao's heart was as clear as a mirror. He wiped the tears that were hurt and bowed to Wang Xiucai, "The dispute belongs to both sides, and it was not a dispute just now. Since you are their teacher, you can just discipline them.
I am a junior, so naturally there is no need to care about it.”
What a clever child! Wang Xiucai's eyes twitched. He understood that Xiao Zhao said that he was incompetent in his disciples and indulged his disciples to cause trouble first.
"Okay, little baby, Master Meng is Zheng Dongyang, right? Go back and tell your teacher that I may not have seen him for a long time. I will visit you tomorrow and talk about your teacher's friendship with you." Wang Xiucai rolled his folding fan and pretended to be a good friend."
Said gentlely.
He had to take a good look. Zheng Dongyang hasn't entered a private school for so many years and has no scientific examinations. What can I do to teach this child?