Chapter 77 The Cultural Course Teacher is Here
The village head stroked his beard and pointed at Zhao Xingjian, saying, "Everyone, please be patient. The man in front of me is not an ordinary person. He has come to the village to teach the children."
Several people quickly crowded up from among the victims.
The first one said: "I can be a teacher, I am a student!"
The second one said, "Tsk, you dare to bring that up? I'm a scholar!"
The third one said: "So what if I'm a scholar? I'm the first in the case!"
The first place among the scholars is the one who ranks first.
As soon as the first sentence was spoken, the student and the scholar quietly withdrew.
The man who claimed to be the top case looked at Zhao Xingjian with a slightly provocative look, "If you are not the top case, you should consciously give this opportunity to me!"
Zhao Xingjian rarely spoke, "Back then, I was also the top candidate in the case."
The case leader looked at Zhao Xingjian and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a talent. But you are so old now. Why not give the opportunity to a young man like me?"
Zhao Xingjian said: "Not appropriate, not appropriate..."
The case leader said, "Since that's the case, why don't we have a competition? Whoever wins will enter Heihe Village. How about that?"
Zhao Xingjian said, "I haven't finished what I said yet. I was the first in the Tongshi exam. Then, I took the Xiangshi exam, and I was the Jieyuan."
"Jie, Jieyuan..." The first person in the case widened his eyes.
Jieyuan is the first among the candidates.
"I haven't finished yet." Zhao Xingjian continued, "In the next imperial examination, I will be the 'top scorer.'"
Huiyuan is the first among the tribute students.
“You you you you…” The case leader opened his mouth wide, stammered, and blushed.
"Later, I took part in the palace examination again." Zhao Xingjian sighed, "What a pity, what a pity!"
"You failed the exam, right?" The first person in the case felt a little comforted.
"It's a pity that I missed the top spot and only got second place!"
“Bang, bang, bang, bang…” The case leader rolled his eyes and fell to the ground. Before he fainted, he screamed, “This is the first time I want to hit someone so badly…”
Now everyone was speechless. They felt that looking at Zhao Xingjian any longer was a blasphemy and silently made way for the village.
The village head said, "Heihe Village values talent. If any of you have outstanding abilities, please sign up!"
No one spoke.
The runner-up came to the village just to be a teacher for the children.
People like them probably wouldn't even be fit to carry manure if they went there.
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In order to welcome the Master, the gates of Heihe Village were wide open.
The children were overjoyed, standing in a line on both sides, dancing and clapping their hands to welcome their chosen teacher.
Xiao Jiuer shook his head as he watched.
What are you laughing at!
Here comes another one teaching cultural subjects! Don’t even think about having a good life from now on!
Many years later, when the grown-up children think of this scene, they always can't help but sigh that Xiaojiu is so smart!
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Zhao Xingjian was called Master Zhao by everyone and became a member of Heihe Village.
There is a long-abandoned house in the village, which needs to be renovated before people can live in it.
The villagers were hospitable people by nature. After hearing that Master Zhao was such a powerful figure, they all warmly invited him to live in their homes.
Zhao Xingjian was a socially anxious person. He was shocked by everyone's enthusiasm and hid directly in the headman's house.
So, Mr. Zhao and his daughter were temporarily placed in the village head's house.
At noon that day, the father and daughter finally had a full meal.
In the afternoon, Zhao Xingjian was about to pull the village head over to talk, but the head had to go to the martial arts training ground to watch the children practice.
The village head invited him to go, but Zhao Xingjian refused as he was not interested in these things.
The village head expressed regret, "Actually, the one who teaches the children martial arts, although not as good as you, Master, is also a very powerful person!"
"Oh? Also invited from outside?"
"That's not the case! He's from Heihe Village, but he's different from other villagers..."
The village head didn't know how to describe Ye Buwei's difference. "Anyway, once you meet him, you'll understand what I mean. Why don't you come with me to take a look?"
Zhao Xingjian had little interest in a countryman who knew martial arts, thinking he was probably just a strong farmer. "I won't go."
The village head went out excitedly.
Zhao Xingjian sat in the hall and read for a while. Thinking of what had happened in the past few days, he put down the book with a restless heart.
Zhao Ronger's cheerful laughter came from outside the door. As soon as this girl arrived, she became familiar with the women in the headman's family. Now she was embroidering patterns with the headman's wife.
If Zhao Xingjian had not been so worried about his daughter, he would have followed the example of the ancient sages and committed suicide to express his determination.
After decades of hard study, one day one’s name is on the list of successful candidates.
He thought he could realize his ambitions and achieve great things, but reality dealt him a fatal blow.
The corruption in the officialdom was something he had never dared to imagine before.
He was ostracized and framed by people with different political views simply because he refused to go along with them. If his teacher had not tried his best to protect him, he would have died long ago.
His official position was demoted again and again, and he became a laughing stock among his colleagues in the capital.
He felt that everyone was drunk but he was sober. Disappointed, he simply resigned from his official position and devoted himself to the mountains and rivers.
When you get tired of walking, you can find a job as a legal advisor or something like that, live a stable life for a few years, and then start a new round of wandering...
This time he came to Heihe Village to be a teacher entirely for his daughter. After finding a reliable husband for his daughter, he will continue his journey.
He couldn't really stay in Heihe Village and be a teacher for the children.
He is free, he is a cloud drifting in the sky.
There was nowhere for him to stay.
The world is so big that there is no place for his ideals.
Heihe Village, of course, cannot do that either.
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"Hey!"
"ha!"
In the martial arts training ground, the kids were sweating profusely and their training became more and more professional.
The village head held Xiaojiu in his arms and looked very pleased.
At this time, people on the city wall shouted down, "Village head, there's trouble outside again? Do you want to intervene?"
The village head and the little boy climbed up the city wall, cursing and swearing, and saw a group of people chasing away the victims with sticks, "Get out of here! You are not allowed to settle here!"
Everyone looked and realized that this was the group of people who had come to steal water and were beaten to a pulp by Ye Yanping.
I heard that they later worked together to dig canals in the mountains to divert water, solving the water problem.
"From Jingui Village and Baitang Village, why are you here again? Didn't you get enough of the beating last time?"
Those people looked up, "Zhuang Lizheng, you're finally here! We didn't come here intentionally to cause trouble, and we certainly don't want to fight with you!"
"Then why are you driving away the disaster victims?"
"Zhuanglizheng, we have to drive them away! You said you have food, why can't you help us? We are acquaintances after all, right? You have to give out porridge and take in these disaster victims who are not even related to you!"
"Now the victims are pouring in here like a stream. We don't have walls like you do. These people are disturbing us and making it impossible for us to live in peace!"
"Zhuang Lizheng, I know the people in your village are capable, and we won't mess with you! But we're not afraid of dealing with these disaster victims!"
As he spoke, he raised the stick in his hand high and drove the victims away in all directions.
"What do you want?" the village head asked sternly.
"It's simple. If Heihe Village wants to be kind, that's fine! But you should compensate us for the trouble you've caused us! You must compensate us with food! Otherwise, we'll fight every one of these people we see!"
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