Chapter 481

The crowd dissipated, leaving only a few idle men pointing at Liu Ming.

I'm finished!

Liu Ming knows very well that he is in danger if he doesn't get rid of his student status.

Fang didn't even have to wake up. As long as he entered the examination room of Chunwei, even if the article was excellent, those examiners didn't dare to take the risk to admit him.

It's the shame of Confucianism to admit him!

And even if he returns home, he won't have any privileges!

Bereaved dog, if you don't beat you, even if you burn high incense, you still want privilege?

Beauty can't kill you!

It was not until the middle of the sun that Liu Ming hobbled towards the city.

When we arrived at the inn, the shopkeeper pointed to the baggage placed at the door and said disdainfully, "the small shop and temple are too small to accommodate the big Buddha, please help yourself."

When the guests in the lobby saw Liu Ming, they were all laughing and pointing.

Things spread faster than expected!

Liu Ming picked up his baggage and showed a smile worse than crying. He was about to speak, but the shopkeeper shook his head. "The inns in Jinling City will not receive you except those who don't want face. Let's go home as soon as possible."

"Xinghe Bo is really good. Even I want to learn Fang Xue under his door, but I don't know if he will accept it."

Two scholars and Liu Ming passed by, and those praise words were like sharp thorns, hurting his heart.

"Definitely not."

"Why?"

"Didn't someone go last time? As a result, the people of Zhixing Academy said that the students of this period have been fully recruited. We'll talk about it later."

"What a pity..."

Back to the Academy, those students still didn't want to go to class. As a result, Xie Jin drank and scolded them with a straight face.

"Wake up, Fang. I'm going to fly in that hot-air balloon!"

Wan Wan also followed, pestering Fang Xing to sit once.

"Really want to fly?"

Fang Xing squinted at Wan Wan and asked with a provocative face.

Zhu Zhanji was shocked and wanted to say something to stop him, but wan wan jumped and said, "it's good to wake up if you want to sit."

"Brother Dehua..."

Fang Xingmeng picked up Wan Wan and spun quickly.

"This is the take-off..."

"Cluck!"

In the crisp laughter, Wan Wan hugged Fang Xing's neck and was overjoyed.

"Sir, someone asked to see you."

Fang Jielun guarded his home today and couldn't go to see the miracles, so he was a little oppressed and his old face was full of unhappiness.

"Cluck..."

Wan Wan regretted to be put down by Fang Xing, but as soon as she stopped, her small body fell to the ground. She was so frightened that Fang woke up, quickly hugged her and said with a smile: "will you fly next time?"

Wan Wan raised her small face and was preparing an unconvinced retort, but her chest and abdomen turned up and made her face white.

"Hurry up!"

Fang woke up and knew what Wan Wan's face and body trembled. He quickly ordered, "go and pour a cup of hot tea."

After waiting for wan wan to stop nausea, Fang woke up and asked, "Uncle Jay, who is it?"

Fang Jielun also looked at Wan Wan with a worried face. When he heard the speech, he was distracted and said, "Sir, he is a young man. He was beaten black and blue. He said he wanted to worship the teacher."

Huh?

Fang woke up wondering, and then went to the front yard.

"Is that you?"

As soon as he entered the front hall, Fang woke up to see the young man carrying firewood today, but his clothes were ragged and his face was bruised in many places.

The young man stood timidly. When he saw Fang wake up, his body trembled. Then he knelt on the ground and said with tears: "uncle, I want to read!"

"Why? Get up!"

Fang Xing frowned and asked someone to help the young man up. Then he saw that his lips were dry and cracked, but the cup of tea on the tea table didn't move at all, so he couldn't bear it.

After the young man was helped up, he choked: "uncle, I went to sell firewood today. As a result, I was said to be a mud legged son who also wanted to climb a high branch,... I was not satisfied, and I felt I could read..."

Fang Xing's face lit up angrily and asked, "who is it?"

Needless to say, the person who started must have seen the scene of the young man asking Fang to wake up earlier, and the other party learned to hold an extremely hostile attitude.

"I don't know."

Young people seem to have no regular customers.

Fang woke up with a sigh and asked, "what's your name?"

"The little one is called Li Er Mao."

When the young man saw Fang Xing's pleasant face, he couldn't help jumping in his heart.

"Who's at home?"

"Only my mother is at home."

Fang woke up and breathed out a breath and ordered, "Fang Wu."

"Master."

"Take him, sir."

Fang woke up and turned around. The hardness in his heart was pressed down in an instant.

There are as many people as Li Ermo in Daming. Fang Xing can't save them one by one after all.

"But I can't ignore it when I see it..."

There is still a long way to go, but we can't turn a blind eye.

Even if it destroys the promise not to accept students anymore!

Fang woke up and thought, "Li Er Mao, pick up your mother."

Li Ermo knelt in fear and said, "uncle, the small dare not, the small can feed the old mother, the small..."

Fang Xing pressed the sudden anger and said, "do you listen to you or me?"

"Uncle..."

Li Er Mao's tears finally slipped and burst into tears.

"Since my little father went, no one has treated the little one like this. The little one... Wuwuwuwuwu..."

So there was an inexplicably more student in the Academy, and he was still an illiterate student.

Fang woke up and told his wife and concubine about it. Both of them were sad.

"Husband, is that Li Er Mao married?"

Zhang Shuhui thought about the choice of servant girls at home. She felt that such filial and studious young people could not be wrong.

"I don't know."

Fang woke up and went to the Academy.

"Even if you don't know a word, you dare to be with us? You know better and go home!"

The previous lesson was physics. Everyone was interested, but a ragged classmate came and couldn't help looking at it.

Xia Ming's reaction was the strongest. He frowned and said, "I don't know what Shanchang was thinking, but I almost won the scholar the year before last, and I don't like your taste. With you, I can't concentrate on my study, so you'd better go!"

Li Ermo stood there embarrassed, and the students around him hung their eyes, either reading or in a daze.

He wanted to go, but he thought of Fang Xing's attitude. For a time, he was frozen in place, but a great grief accumulated in his heart.

"I just want to read..."

Xia Ming disdained: "not everyone can read. You don't have talent. How much you read is in vain. Besides, I think you're here for free. Why waste your time! Get out of here!"

The time for the next class is coming. Xia Ming urges impatiently.

Li Er Mao's chest was undulating rapidly. Today, when he was beaten, he resisted and knocked down his opponent, but he was followed by the five cities army and horse division.

The people of the five cities army and horses department didn't listen to what happened. They beat him directly. All his injuries came from this.

The man's name is Zhan Xun. Li Ermo clearly remembers what those people from the five cities army and Horse Department said to him.

"Yo! Isn't this the son of Zhan Fangji, who was taken care of by the Ministry of punishment?"

"I Zhan Xun never suffered such a loss. Catch him. When my father goes to the yamen, I have to take all his family..."

Li Er Mao was glad that he ran fast and those people didn't really want to catch themselves, so he escaped.

Why? I just cut firewood for a living. Why did the people of the five cities army and horses beat me without asking for mercy?

This world is unfair!

I want to break these injustices!

Li Er Mao took a deep breath and was ready to sit down.

But Xia Ming was impatient. He came directly and grabbed Li Ermo's collar and shouted, "get out!"

"Hiss!"

Li Ermo's clothes had been washed many times, and there were patches in many places. As soon as Xia Ming tore them, they immediately tore them from the collar to the chest.

"You..."

Li Er Mao couldn't help it any longer. This dress was made of cloth his mother bought from her chicken. He wore it carefully every day, but he didn't expect it to be destroyed today.

Xia Mingsong opened his hand and rubbed it around his waist. He frowned and said, "it's really smelly. How long haven't you washed it? Hurry up..."

"Hurry what?"

A cold voice came from the classroom door.