Chapter 605: Accident?
Although it was a bit vulgar for scholars to talk about money, the two of them reminded him, and Mr. Lan turned around and went back to find Mr. Zhuang.
He thought it was a good idea to let Senior Brother Zhuang give the lecture, not because of the tuition, but mainly because it could repair his relationship with the Huang family, right?
But he didn't expect that Shu Xiu was really important to Mr. Zhuang.
It is not particularly hard, it will not interfere with the studies of the three disciples, there is money to be made, and it can also expand one's social network. There seem to be many benefits.
Mr. Zhuang hesitated for a moment, but when he saw the three little heads leaning on the window, he nodded in agreement.
Forget it, just go.
The three disciples had just arrived, and every day they spent their time playing and studying. Although they were still naughty, they were not as lively as before.
It would be good for him to go to Dazhi Academy for classes, so that he can help them make more friends.
Thinking of this, Mr. Zhuang agreed and said, "If it's just a large class, it's okay."
He thought for a moment and said, "You know, I'm most familiar with Laozi and Zhuangzi, so I can focus my lectures on them."
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 kept watching him go out, then they all slipped into the study and lined up. Manbao asked, "Sir, are we not on good terms with Master Huang and the others?"
Mr. Zhuang tapped her head and said, "You've only met twice, how come your relationship is already bad?"
Bai Shanbao said, "Sir, you're asking even though you already know the answer. We're in the same group with you."
Bai Erlang nodded repeatedly.
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Children, don't meddle in adult matters. Just do your own thing."
He paused, thinking that with the mischievousness of his three disciples, they might actually cause trouble because of this, so he said, "That's an old grudge from decades ago, and the master has forgotten it, so there's no need for you to dwell on it. Just do what you need to do."
The three of them understood immediately, "Then let's continue to play with Qi Jue and the others tomorrow?"
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Go ahead, go ahead and make some more friends."
But they didn't go looking for Qi Jue and the others on purpose.
The next day was the Dragon Boat Festival. Zhou Silang and Zhou Lijun did not go out to make money, but drove out to play with Manbao and others.
Even Mr. Zhuang went out with them, and together with Wei Chen, they all headed towards the main street in a mighty procession.
They came mainly 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.
Manbao also wanted to see what the King of 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 at all standing in the crowd, even if the King of Yizhou stood on a high platform.
Bai Shanbao was about the same height as her, and of course he didn't like being squeezed in a crowd, so they all decided to go to the restaurant next door to watch while sitting or standing.
Unfortunately, the second floors of the shops on both sides were occupied.
Manbao couldn't help but look at the roof of the shop. Bai Shanbao also looked over there, and then kept stealing glances at Daji.
Daji looked straight ahead and protected them as they retreated to the corridor of a shop, and then Zhou Silang found a bench from somewhere.
Wei Chen couldn't help but give him a thumbs up after seeing this, and then stood on the bench with Manbao and the others.
Once they stood up there, their view became wider. Although the place they were standing in was very remote, they could still see the platform clearly. The most important thing was that they could hide from the sun under the eaves and avoid being exposed to the sun.
Zhou Silang was disgusted by the fact that the four of them occupied a single bench. He reached out and patted their buttocks and said, "Stand sideways, stand sideways, understand? Make some room for me and Er... Lijun."
Wei Chen carefully turned around on the stool and stood sideways.
Zhou Silang and his niece also stood up, and the six of them leaned forward to look ahead.
Mr. Zhuang, who was reluctant to stand up because of his image, said: ...
And Daikichi, who was thought to have no need for a stool: ...
Just as the six people were standing in place, the King of Yizhou appeared on the stage with all the officials of Yizhou City.
Including the chief officials such as the Yizhou Jiedushi, the Yizhou Governor and the Tang County Magistrate of Huayang County.
They quickly stood behind the King of Yizhou.
Then, as the King of Yizhou came on stage, the gongs and drums were struck, 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 floors of the shops bowed and saluted. The six people squeezed on the stools: ...
Just as they were hesitating whether to jump down and salute, the King of Yizhou had already raised his hand to let everyone don't bow, and everyone stood up or straightened their backs.
The six people standing on the stools breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and continued to look ahead.
Mr. Zhuang straightened up and stood on tiptoe to look at the platform.
No one noticed that Daji, who was standing behind them, did not move at all. He neither knelt nor bowed, and he did not even bend his waist.
The King of Yizhou looked at the dense crowds on the streets with great satisfaction. After three years of recuperation, Yizhou City finally regained its former prosperity.
He gave a speech, encouraged the people, and most importantly, looked forward to the future, and then wished everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival. In addition to the boat race this year, their Yizhou Palace also invited people to perform Nuo opera to drive away ghosts and plagues in order to pray for good health.
The sound of gongs and drums indicates that the activity has begun.
The twenty or so people standing at the front of the group 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 bursts of screams from everyone, and then they dispersed 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 way by the servants of the Yizhou Palace, one for each person.
The rice dumplings are very small, so they are just for good luck.
When the dumplings were delivered to Manbao and the others, the three of them adhered to the principle of not taking advantage of others and reached out to the servants who were distributing the dumplings.
The servant saw that Manbao and the others were handsome and elegant, so he gave them an extra one and said with a wink and a smile, "It's better to be in pairs."
Because the rice dumplings were being distributed, everyone's attention was diverted. The King of Yizhou, sitting on the high platform, heard people shouting thanks to him. He turned and smiled at Governor Zhang, saying, "This is a good way to share joy with the people. We can do it again next year."
Jiedushi Zhang bowed slightly and smiled, "Your Highness is kind and benevolent. This is a blessing for the people of Yizhou."
Magistrate Tang, standing at the back, lowered his eyes with a warm smile on his face. As Governor Ming was standing next to him, he happened to see the coldness in his eyes and couldn't help but reach out and poke him, secretly warning him, "Be more restrained."
County Magistrate Tang glanced at his superior and thought to himself: Why won’t you restrain yourself?
Just as the thought flashed through his mind, a blinding light shone, causing him to squint subconsciously. County Magistrate Tang felt a chill down his spine, and subconsciously pulled Shangguan back. When he looked up, he saw a man wearing a divine mask leaping towards him. He subconsciously shouted, "There's an assassin—"
The baby is really stuck
The next chapter will be around 6 p.m.
(End of this chapter)
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