Chapter 222: Beaten
The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, sunny!
Liu Yuan staggered back to the South City.
After not seeing him for two days, Prince Jin seemed even more miserable.
Not only was his hair tangled, but his face was also extremely dirty from not washing it with water and eye mucus in the corners of his eyes.
Huh~ Liu Yuan couldn't help laughing.
Without his former identity, this person is like a dog.
"Give me a bottle of wine!"
Seeing a dog like this, it would be unreasonable not to have a drink to celebrate.
There weren't many people ordering drinks this early in the morning, so the waiter couldn't help but take another look and asked, "What price range do you want? We have..."
"Two taels."
As he said this, Liu Yuan put down two taels of silver.
At the end of the street, Jia Zheng's stall finally had customers again.
Last time his stall was stolen, he returned to the village hungry. Although Wang didn't laugh out loud, the corners of her mouth were raised...
Jia Zheng was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die, but he could do nothing.
How does he know that making money is as hard as eating shit?
once……
Can't think about the past.
He just took a day off at home yesterday, and an old man from the village came over and told him that he couldn't rest, as the color of the red paper would fade, and if he really kept it for a year... it wouldn't look good next year.
He had to sell all the paper before the New Year.
As for the thief...
That's because he has no experience.
You cannot just pick up your wallet casually on the street.
He had no choice but to humbly ask Wang to sew a secret pocket in his clothes and make a concealed purse.
Life goes on.
As long as he wanted to catch his breath, he had to work.
Even Wang Shi has learned to hold the cows to urinate, but he doesn’t work…
Jia Zheng felt that he would be overwhelmed by the nickname of "lazy man".
The impact this number brought to him was so great that he was like a fool.
Jia Zheng was afraid of that number, so he set up the stall again early this morning.
Seeing that the second master had become diligent again, Long'er was very happy and went back home to report.
Sure enough, their master's method worked.
The second master has face.
The old men and women who live a down-to-earth life hate lazy people the most.
By spending a little money and asking them to help watch over, manage and nag him, he won't be able to stay lazy at home.
“Well, good job!”
Jia She happily rewarded Long Er with a golden melon seed and said, "Let's do this from now on."
I absolutely cannot take leave and stay at home as I did before.
"No matter if it's the second master or the second mistress, please ask the elderly to help look after them and make sure they learn to earn their own living."
“Hey~”
Long Er nodded excitedly.
"Tell Master Dongfu Zhen about this again."
Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone.
Jia She believed that Jia Zhen was also happy to hear about his second brother, "Who knows, if he is happy, he will reward you with something."
He was not afraid that his second brother would live a hard life. He was afraid that his second brother would not be able to earn money, and would eventually give up and force Lan Zhi to take action.
By then, Lanzhi would be the one who was ruined.
Not long after Long'er rushed to Ningguo Mansion to report Jia Zheng's situation, Jia Zhen changed into casual clothes and secretly took Youshi in a carriage to the south city to watch the excitement.
"Don't worry, we'll just peek in the carriage."
My wife is pregnant, so it is necessary to take her out for a walk occasionally.
"What should I worry about?"
Yu smiled gently and lifted the curtain slightly to look outside.
"Uncle Zheng and I are not familiar with each other."
She just went to take a look and then told her mother-in-law about it.
My mother-in-law will definitely be happy to hear this.
The couple went to watch Jia Zheng selling couplets, unaware that Xue Pan had been slapped on the palm of his hand in the clan school at that time.
He talks in class.
At this age, he is not even as good as a child.
A class lasts a quarter of an hour. If you can't even sit still for such a short period of time, what kind of study are you doing?
Thinking about the generous gifts sent by the Xue family last night, Mr. Chen felt that if he did not take good care of him, he would be unworthy of those gifts from his family.
Papa ...
Xue Pan: “…”
His hands were burning with pain.
Growing up, when only my father was around...
His father had passed away several years earlier. In the past, he would have definitely overturned the table and kicked the gentleman down.
But……
His heart trembled when he thought of what his classmates had told him, that if he dared to fight back, the martial arts master on duty outside would force him to stand in a horse stance, deprive him of food and water, and if he was not careful, make him carry a heavy load for three miles.
This morning, he had already suffered a loss in horse stance and was laughed at by many people.
The teacher was testing his homework, and despite his age, he was assigned to the elementary school class...
"What? Are you still not convinced?"
“…I am convinced!”
Xue Pan swallowed his anger.
"Just accept it. If you made a mistake, just stand and listen to the class!"
Mr. Chen picked up the Thousand Character Classic and said, "Now repeat after me. If you know your mistakes, you must correct them. If you have learned something, you must not forget it. Do not talk about others' shortcomings, and do not rely on your own strengths. A messenger can be overturned, and a person's desire is hard to measure..."
"When you know your mistakes, you must correct them. When you have gained something, you must not forget it. Do not...talk about others' shortcomings, and do not...relax on your own strengths."
Xue Pan's hoarse voice stands out among the many childish voices.
Others read with rhythm and flavor, but he reads...
Mr. Chen glanced at him, and finally slowed down his pace, reciting two sentences at a time, "The far and the near are one, leading the guests back to the king."
The students followed.
Xue Pan finally stopped stuttering.
"The phoenix sings in the bamboo, and the white colt eats in the field."
"The phoenix sings in the bamboo, the white colt eats in the field~"
Xue Pan followed along and recited well.
Finally, the class was over.
The bell for the end of get out of class rang outside.
In order to solve the problem of class start and end times, Shen Ning specially asked someone to send a Western clock here.
The bells for the start and end of classes were rung by the guards on duty.
"Okay, get out of class is over!"
Mr. Chen put down his book and went out to play without paying attention to the students' chatter. He said, "Xue Pan, you are not very familiar with the Thousand Character Classic. Don't play after class. I have to report to the dictation in the next class. The content ranges from the mystery of heaven and earth to sitting in the court and asking questions. You should take a good look at it first!"
Xue Pan: “…”
His world is falling!
He recognized all these characters together, especially the first ones. He could barely write them out by following dictation.
But if the order is messed up...
As soon as the teacher left, he hurriedly grabbed the little student who ran back to the classroom to get the wooden bird and asked, "Does the teacher often take dictation?"
"Of course!"
The main focus of their elementary school class is learning to read, from Three Character Classic to Thousand Character Classic, and they have to do dictation every day.
"So...are we going to do it in order?"
Xue Pan looked at the little kid in front of him and wanted to cry.
"no!"
The classmate looked at him with pity and said, "You should take a look while there is still time. Otherwise, if you fail for four consecutive days, you will be punished with a ruler."
It hurts to be hit with a ruler.
None of them wanted to suffer that.
So I do my homework very seriously every day when I get home.
Xue Pan saw him jumping out to play with the wooden bird and wanted to go out too, but... but he was a Mongolian student!
He could never forget how everyone looked at him when he was assigned to the elementary school class.
Xue Pan endured the pain in his hands and flipped through the book hurriedly, trying hard to remember the section from "The Mysteries of Heaven and Earth" to "Sitting in the Court and Asking the Questions".
He won't come tomorrow, but we have to get through today.
Min Jianbai was asked by Wang Xifeng to come and see him, but he didn't expect him to be here flipping through a book, so he hurriedly and carefully retreated.
One class, two classes, three classes...
From morning to afternoon, others can play during breaks, but Xue Pan can't.
The teacher taught this paragraph and then the next paragraph, and the same applies to dictation.
It is obvious that the holiday is coming, and the teacher is seizing the time to help everyone consolidate their knowledge.
Xue Pan almost cried several times.
Because the words he wrote were not only big and ugly, but also had the most mistakes.
He was in dire straits here, and Aunt Xue was also feeling uneasy at home.
The clan school is so close to the two government offices, but we are not allowed to go out for lunch at noon.
If that was all, then why was the servant sent back? "I don't know what happened to your brother."
Aunt Xue sighed, "Tell me, if there is no one to serve him, will he be able to grind ink?"
Xue Baochai: “…”
She was also a little worried.
When my father was alive, my brother would do it.
But then…
"It may be a bit confusing for a while, but since I'm going to study at the clan school, I have to learn these things."
It’s not like my brother is the only one who has servants.
Even among the brothers of the Jia family's side branches, there are many who can be servants.
"Mom, when my brother comes back, if he still makes a fuss and refuses to go, or says he's not feeling well, you can't ask for leave for him anymore."
Aunt Xue: “…”
"Didn't you see that the shopkeepers who came to pay their respects became more respectful when they heard that my brother was going to study at the Jia family's clan school?"
This? Aunt Xue sighed.
"After my father passed away, my brother became even lazier because no one taught him. Now there are several scholars in the clan school to help discipline him. What are you worried about?"
Xue Baochai advised her mother, "If my brother cries when he comes back, it must be because he has been well disciplined. You must not let him lose his composure just because he cries."
After her father passed away, her mother only doted on her, which made her very worried.
When the big shopkeepers from all over the country saw my brother's condition, they pretended to be okay, but their business was getting worse every year.
Xue Baochai knew something was wrong, but the accounts were kept perfectly...
She wanted to persuade her mother and get her brother to stand up, but every time she tried, she was either softened by her mother's tears or humbled by her brother, leaving her helpless.
She can only work hard on her own.
But what good does her hard work bring to her family? Baochai is sometimes confused.
So, she looked for a way out from Taoism and Buddhist scriptures.
Baochai sighed in her heart. Her heart and body were in the world. In fact, no matter how much she knew, she could not transcend it.
"The Jia family has its own rules. Not only Baoyu and Rong'er, but even my uncle... has to abide by them."
Aunt Xue: “…”
Thinking of the news the servants had inquired about, she sighed deeply, "We gave gifts to everyone, and we should also give something to your aunt and uncle."
At this point, she looked at her daughter again and said, "When Miss Lan returns home, do you think we can go and ask her?"
“…It’s not impossible!”
They moved into the Jia family with the help of their aunt. If they ignored their aunt and uncle, it would not look good to outsiders.
Baochai said, "But you are the elder, so I'll ask Cousin Lan!"
Use your own sword to guard the border and avenge blood...
This was something she never dared to think about before.
"By then, even if she refutes me, it won't matter."
She didn't want others to offend her mother.
"...my son..."
Aunt Xue naturally knew her daughter's good intentions. When she heard this and hugged her, she couldn't help shedding tears again, "If your brother was half as good as you..."
She only loves her two children equally.
But I don’t know why, of the two children I raised, one is in the sky, while the other wants to fall into the mud.
"Mom, please don't say such things."
Baochai comforted her mother, "Brother has entered the Jia family school, he will definitely get better."
With this beautiful wish, they finally waited for him to come back.
"Mom, I'm not going."
After returning home and closing the door, Xue Pan, whose face was stained with ink, suddenly had red eyes, "Woo woo, I was beaten by the teacher."
The left hand he raised was black, as if it had rolled in ink. Looking closely, the palm seemed to be swollen. "And my legs..."
Xue Pan's eyes were filled with tears. "They laughed at me, so I overturned the table. The guards on duty in the East Palace immediately dragged me out, holding thin bamboo poles and forcing me to do horse stance!"
If you make the slightest mistake, you will be hit by the thin bamboo pole.
In fact, he was not only spanked on the legs, but also on the buttocks many times.
It’s just that his sister is here, so he is embarrassed to say it.
“…How could this be possible?”
Aunt Xue was shocked and sad.
She couldn't bear to say a harsh word to her son.
When my husband was around, even if she wanted to teach someone a lesson, she would secretly try it on herself first to make sure of the strength before hitting her.
"No, I have to ask Feng Yatou and ask her to take care of it..."
"Mom~"
Baochai felt sorry for her brother but at the same time felt extremely helpless.
It’s like this every time. Mom responds fine in front of everything, but as soon as she sees my brother, she forgets everything.
"Mrs. Shen just said yesterday..."
"What did she say? Are you still my sister?"
Xue Pan yelled, "I was bullied to death, are you happy?"
Then he looked at his mother again, "Mom, go over and tell her, I was beaten and now I have a fever."
"Yes, yes, call the doctor~"
Aunt Xue was afraid that he really had a fever, so she quickly touched his forehead and said, "Baochai, please stay here and look after your brother. I'll be back soon."
However, before she left the yard, the court physician from the East Palace arrived.
Soon after, Wang Xifeng also rushed over.
"Our wife heard that Master Ling was beaten today."
The palace doctor said, "I was specially sent to come and see you. Our Madam also said that if Madam Xue is worried about me, Ningguo Mansion can still invite the imperial physician, but~"
He glanced at the room where the sound of "ouch" came from, "Our madam said that if the imperial physician also said that the young master is fine, then he is just faking illness. He will be punished to study in the clan school for three months and not be allowed to return home. He will have to remember the bitter past and think of the sweet present once every two days."
What? Xue Pan's groaning stopped immediately.
Except for the wounds on his palms, the other injuries on his body were very painful, but he was still able to walk and were far from having any broken bones.
Besides, if they invite the imperial physician, then the imperial physician will definitely speak for them! "...Aunt, let the palace physician take a look first!"
What can she do? Seeing her aunt in shock and Baochai pursing her lips, Wang Xifeng could only stand up and say, "It's okay... Just listen to the master."
Don't listen...
It can only be more unlucky.
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