Great Leaving the Night's Watch

Chapter 182 Several generations of hard work, why lose to Han Chuang's hard study?
Chen Feng and Xiao Fei have urgent business to do, Shi Bin brings Wu Song, Guo Jing, Di Lie, Lu Jingxuan and others to visit them privately.

They heard the catchy, ups and downs of reading, and stopped to listen.

Guo Jing said: "Master, these students, those who can read the level of reading, are all future officials."

When you are outside, you can't reveal your identity, so you call the emperor's master.

The others have official positions, and it would be too humiliating to call them masters.

So Shi Bin respected their personality and let them be called masters.

Shi Bin nodded and said, "Very good."

Lu Jingxuan said: "Master, this private school is said to be the best private school in Chang'an City. That old scholar is very knowledgeable and has a very high moral standard."

"That's really good." Shi Bin is in a good mood today.

This year is another bumper harvest year, with a bumper crop of grains, and the farmers' faces are full of smiles.

It is also a bead of sweat and eight petals. If the grain harvest is not harvested, it will be really painful for a whole year.

And the food is enough to eat, no longer hungry, no longer worry about food, the whole family of farmers can be happy for a year.

Those who do business walk around the streets and alleys, and they are also active.

With food to eat, there are more students in academies and private schools all over the country.

There are only so many official positions every year, and everyone is struggling to fight for so few positions, so naturally they have to study hard.

Shi Bin looked at them for a while, and blessed them secretly: "Work hard, as long as there is competition, there will be winners and losers, but time will never fail. People who work hard. Even if not everyone can be an official, but with knowledge, no matter Doing business, or doing other things, can always improve the standard of living.”

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly, a loud shout interrupted his contemplation.

"I'll slap you bitch to death!"

Shi Bin and others went to the window, and saw a well-dressed student with a white jade finger ring beating a poor student with patches all over his body.

"You are so rude! You have a reason to jump in line!"

The teacher had something to go out today, so he missed at least one hour of class for the students. In order to compensate, he ordered the servants to take care of the meals and entertain the students.

The servant cooked the meal, brought it over, asked them to sort by grade, and left.

But that kid from a rich family relied on his family's wealth, didn't obey the rules, queued up out of order, and jumped in line!
Poor students are straight-minded, and the teacher teaches everyone to read the books of sages. As disciples of sages, how can they not obey the rules?

It is a small thing, but it destroys the principle.

Some students dare to support the poor students who are beaten, while others don't speak up.

Fortunately, no one speaks for the bad student.

It seems that this teacher is quite successful in teaching and educating people as a whole.

There are so many people in the class, only one piece of garbage is produced.

And no one agrees with him.

"Qian Zhenmeng! You are outrageous!" other students criticized him.

I thought of this name, Zhenmeng!

Mencius is a sub-sage, second only to Confucius.

This guy wants to shock Meng.

But the name is famous, but the character is really not good.

Qian Zhenmeng said: "I just jumped in the queue, what's the matter? There are only a few pieces of lean meat in total! Ranked by grades, you poor dogs might as well eat all the lean meat, and you and I should only eat fat meat?"

The student who was beaten was called Ding Bo, and said: "This is the serial number arranged by the teacher. Do you have any objections? Besides, are we going to act like that? Will we pick out all the good meat? We will each choose fat meat and lean meat." , I will keep it for the people behind, it is impossible to pick out all the lean meat!"

"You can pull it down, you poor dogs, you have never eaten meat in eight lifetimes, how can you have this consciousness?" Qian Zhenmeng insulted.

These poor students have been poor for a long time. Some people even said in order to maintain their dignity:

"Qian Zhenmeng, don't break the rules set by your master! If you're afraid that you won't be able to eat lean meat, we won't take any of it! But don't rely on your family's money to play tricks!"

Ding Bo also said: "That's right, don't bully the young and poor! 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi! Maybe many years later, we will be admitted to fame, but you will not be able to pass anything!"

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Qian Zhenmeng anxious.

"So what! It's impossible for everyone to be the number one scholar in the exam, right? Some poor dogs won't be able to live a good life after getting a shitty reputation in the exam? Let's say Master, so knowledgeable, isn't it still a fucking poor dog? one?"

He has the worst grades, is usually the laziest, and never works hard, so he is ranked last.

He is angry and uncomfortable.

Crazy jealous.

So he showed his family's wealth to his death, and insulted other students' poverty to his death.

The more he talked, the more excited he became, pointing at the faces of other people, one by one, cursing:
"The poor dog still wants to stand up? Tell you, don't dream, you are at most like a wife, eating a living, so old that you can't even marry a daughter-in-law! A group of dogs is really ridiculous! Go back to the east and west, don't you?" Bullying the young and poor! Bah! Get out of your mother!"

Speaking of which, in order to drive the poor students with better grades than him completely mad, he attacked them again:
"You have to realize the importance of birth, no matter how hard you try, you are doomed to be useless!"

"I don't do anything, but I can be the master, and you poor pigs, who are tired and vomiting blood, are only worthy of kneeling to me! It depends on my face! Haha!"

"Why should our family's efforts of several generations lose to you poor dogs who have studied hard for more than ten years?"

All the poor students were hit hard.

Some even cried with anger.

Some dropped their bowls angrily and stopped eating.

Because they subconsciously realized that what Qian Zhenmeng said was right.

No matter how hard you try, you can't compare to others' fractions.

So he does whatever he wants.

He can hit and swear at anyone he wants.

Because he has plenty of money at home.

"Wu Song, go and deal with that person." Shi Bin nodded.

I deliberately didn't point to super simple and honest people like Guo Jing.

Not a kind person like Lu Jingxuan.

Not to mention Di Gong, who would draw a gun at the slightest disagreement, but Wu Song, who has the most irritable temper and a fiery temper.

Wu Song flew to the window and came to Qian Zhenmeng.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?" Qian Zhenmeng felt that the man in front of him was too murderous and was very scared.

Nonsense, a person who can kill a six-hundred-jin tiger with his fists alive, can he not have a murderous look?
"You just said a piece of shit, let me point out the logical loophole in your piece of shit." Wu Song's tone was very flat, but his murderous intent was too high.

Although the others were also afraid of the God of Death who fell from the sky, they looked at the window again. God of Death still had a bunch of allies, and no one dared to provoke him.

How could a frail scholar dare to compete with such a person?

Qian Zhenmeng said in horror: "My family has accumulated savings for several generations. Are these poor dogs worthy of being compared with my family with more than ten years of hard work? Why should they?"

"Among the common people, they have been out of Huangchao and Fangla! They kill your whole family and take away the savings of several generations of your family. It will only take a day at most!"

Wu Song scolded him dumbfounded with just this one sentence.

Wu Song continued to scold: "As a disciple of a saint, you dare to beat your classmates in public for no reason just because of such a small incident, and the other party is not wrong! Do you really think that with a few bad money, you can run rampant in the world?"

"Do you take Da Lilu seriously? Do you take your master seriously? Do you take the emperor seriously?"

"Your heart is so dark right now. Even if you can become an official in the future, you are destined to be a corrupt official for the common people! When you get old and return to your hometown, you will still become a villain who abuses the party! Others say that the old man has turned bad, In fact, the bad guys are getting old!"

Qian Zhenmeng stepped back again and again, and said, "Who is your lord? The students have been taught, please lord..."

Wu Song took out Huang Zunling.

"Ah, Master Huang Zun!"

The students saluted collectively.

Wu Song grabbed Qian Zhenmeng's hair and ordered: "Now you kneel down in public to apologize to this beaten student and kowtow a hundred times! In the future, whoever dares to insult his classmate like this should give the other party a hundred kowtows in public , apologize to the other party."

Qian Zhenmeng thought, as long as this tiger-fighting hero doesn't hit me, everything else will be easy.

That punch of his won't break three of my bones.

Quickly said: "Okay, okay, Master Huang Zun instructed, the students will follow."

Wu Song took out a piece of paper and said: "Write down your home address, I will go to find your father, fine 100 taels, and publicize it to the whole city, saying that you were punished for insulting and beating your classmates! To warn others who dare to commit crimes again!"

Qian Zhenmeng's family is rich, but only relatively speaking, people whose assets exceed [-] million can be called really rich.

His family's family property is at most 300 taels of silver. Compared with poor students, he is naturally rich and powerful, but compared to the uprising family, it is nothing.

He was fined 100 taels all at once, and if his father didn't beat him out of shit, he was lucky.

But now I don't care about so much, as long as Mr. Huang Zun doesn't hit him - his fists can't even withstand a tiger, let alone his body like a chicken?

(End of this chapter)