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Fei Yuanlu, courtesy name Xueqing, nickname Wuxue, was the head of Hanzhu Academy, the compiler of "Fei Family Genealogy", the eldest son of the famous minister Fei Yaonian, and the grandnephew of Fei Hong, the youngest number one scholar in the Ming Dynasty.

This gentleman is over sixty years old and has a reputation as a scholar. He is a student of Yinguozi. He is good at poetry and is the author of "Jiaxiuyuan Collection".

The next clan leader must be Fei Yuanlu!

Fei Yuanlu was painting in the principal's office when suddenly the door was pushed open and Pang Chunlai pulled Xu Ying in angrily.

Putting down the brush, Fei Yuanlu wiped his hands with a silk handkerchief and asked with a smile: "What kind of wind is blowing today that blows Wei Ran up the mountain?"

"Demon wind!" Pang Chunlai said angrily.

Fei Yuanlu was stunned for a moment, and said without changing his smile: "Tell me, who made Wei Ran so angry?"

Pang Chunlai pointed at Xu Ying and said angrily: "That clan brother of yours drove my students crazy! What a wonderful child. He was still studying scriptures with me in the morning, and in the blink of an eye he became like this!"

Fei Yuanlu finally put away his smile and carefully observed Xu Ying's situation.

Xu Ying's eyes were dull, as if she couldn't see anything, and she kept reciting the Analects: "The Master said: 'A gentleman is chaste but not forgiving.' Chastity means righteousness and solidity..."

Pang Chunlai became more and more sad as he listened. He actually shed two lines of tears and choked with sobs: "My family is poor, and I am talented and intelligent. It is even more difficult for me to strive for self-improvement. Even if I lose my mind and go crazy, I still keep memorizing the Analects of Confucius. This time I No matter what, we must seek justice for him!"

"No hurry, no hurry, let me take a look." Fei Yuanlu said soothingly.

Pang Chunlai sat down on crutches, closed his eyes and calmed down his excitement.

Fei Yuanlu asked: "What's your name?"

Xu Ying continued to recite the "Analects of Confucius": "Confucius said: 'The way is different, and they do not conspire with each other.' Because, go away. Different, like the difference between good, evil, evil and righteousness..."

Fei Yuanlu grabbed Xu Ying's wrist and began to feel her pulse carefully.

After a long time, Fei Yuanlu sighed: "Oh, this child is suffering from hysteria. It may be caused by excessive fright."

"Is there a cure?" Pang Chunlai asked hurriedly.

Fei Yuanlu asked: "In addition to always endorsing, does he also talk nonsense and beat people crazy?"

Pang Chunlai replied: "You are not talking nonsense, I only beat up your brother."

Fei Yuanlu wanted to open Xu Ying's eyelids and carefully observe the pupils. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Xu Ying was so frightened that he backed away.

Fei Yuanlu had no choice but to follow up and tilt his head to take a closer look. Then he returned to his desk, picked up a pen and wrote down a prescription, called his chief attendant and said: "Follow the prescription and go to Hekou Town to get some medicine. There are a few medicinal materials missing in Hanzhu Mountain."

"Can it be cured?" Pang Chunlai asked.

"Look at his own destiny," Fei Yuanlu took out another wooden box and a set of needle stones, "Brother Weiran, help me hold him down."

Pang Chunlai stood up and hugged Xu Ying, patted her back gently and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, child."

Perhaps because she felt close to Pang Chunlai, Xu Ying immediately calmed down and even stopped memorizing "The Analects of Confucius" and honestly let Fei Yuanlu do the acupuncture.

Fei Yuanlu said while pricking the acupuncture: "Let this child live on the mountain for the time being. I will give him acupuncture every morning and evening. Not letting him go down the mountain will also prevent him from being frightened again. No one here dares to disturb him."

"Dong dong dong!"

Someone knocked on the door and said, "Chief, there are a few schoolchildren asking to see you."

Fei Yuanlu said: "Let them wait."

The person who knocked on the door suddenly exclaimed: "Why are you here? You are not allowed in without permission!"

Fei Ruhe's shout came from outside the door: "Sir, Fei Yuanjian's parents are here. They are probably here to seek bad luck on Xu Ying... They are here, they are here, they have entered the hospital!"

Fei Yuanlu applied the acupuncture calmly and ordered: "Kick the people out and stop making noise in the yard!"

In the courtyard.

Fei Yuanjian's father, Fei Songnian, and mother, Zhang, broke in on a sliding pole, followed by more than a dozen domestic slaves.

After receiving the order from the mountain chief, several servants stepped forward to stop him.

"Get off the sedan!"

Fei Songnian and Zhang's couple quickly came down from the sliding pole, and four domestic slaves hurriedly helped them.

Fei Songnian was of high seniority and was the nephew of Fei Hong, a famous official in the Zhengde and Jiajing dynasties. His body was completely rounded into a ball. He was out of breath even after taking two steps, and it was difficult for the bearers to carry him up the mountain.

Mrs. Zhang, however, is very well-maintained and does not look old even in her fifties. She is Fei Songnian's successor.

Fei Songnian's first wife gave birth to four daughters in a row, and his concubines also gave birth to three daughters, not even a single one. On the contrary, she was married to Zhang, who had not been pregnant for many years. When Fei Songnian was about to turn sixty, she suddenly gave birth to a boy.

"Is the little bastard who hurt my son hiding inside?" Madam Zhang asked.

Fei Yuanlu's servant said: "The mountain chief has an order, don't disturb anyone else."

Mrs. Zhang was immediately furious: "Am I just an idler? Even in front of you, the head of the mountain, you still want to call me aunt!"

The servant said nothing and only asked the servants to block the door.

Mrs. Zhang commanded her slaves: "Here comes someone, beat these bastards out!"

The slaves looked around, but no one dared to take action. This was Hanzhu Academy.

"What's the use of raising you?"

Mrs. Zhang was so angry that she trembled all over. She actually took the stick from the slave's hand and went to beat the college servant in person.

After all, she was the mountain chief's aunt, so the servants didn't dare to fight back, so they could only hold their heads and carry her on the spot.

Zhang took the opportunity to bypass the handyman and rushed to the principal's office with a stick.

"Old madam, please come back!" Zhao Han, who had just arrived, immediately stepped forward to take his place.

Mrs. Zhang yelled and asked: "Which sect and house are you from? How dare you block my way!"

"Goose Lake." Zhao Han said.

Mrs. Zhang sneered: "The one with the highest seniority over at Ehu is also my nephew! Which generation are you from?"

Zhao Han said nothing.

Fei Ruhe thought for a moment, then stood beside Zhao Han, cupped his hands and said, "I've met Grandma Grandma."

The college servants can beat them randomly, but the descendants of the Fei family are not allowed to do so, otherwise their elders will definitely make trouble.

Mrs. Zhang looked past Zhao Han and Fei Ruhe and shouted towards the principal's office: "Fei Yuanlu, I am your aunt. Come out and seek justice. Your younger brother was almost beaten to death!"

"Blast out!"

Fei Yuanlu's angry voice came from inside the house.

Fei Yuanjian's father, Fei Songnian, seemed to understand a little bit. He rolled over like a ball and persuaded his wife: "The doctor has said that Jian'er only suffered from external injuries and his hat was not damaged. If you have anything to say, please calm down..."

"fart!"

Mrs. Zhang grabbed her husband's ear and shouted like a grandson: "My son bled so much and was almost beaten to death. You want me to calm down? Just give me a chance to calm down!"

"Madam, calm down, Madam, calm down!"

Fei Songnian, who is almost eighty years old, is actually a henpecked man. He had his ears pulled and begged for mercy, and when he saw the college boy suppressing his laughter, he suddenly felt that he was losing face, so he broke away and said, "How can this be unreasonable? What kind of decency is this? It's so insulting to politeness!"

Mrs. Zhang scolded her husband: "You useless old thing, you only know how to play tricks on me. Call your nephew out!"

Fei Songnian had no choice but to shout to the principal's office: "My dear nephew, please come out and speak."

Fei Yuanlu was applying acupuncture in the room and said sarcastically: "Uncle is really manly. I wonder if he is imitating Fang Xuanling or pursuing Qi Wuyi?"

Fei Songnian was speechless and his old face was red with shame.

Suddenly, Pang Chunlai pushed the door open and closed it again. He walked up to Fei Songnian and handed over the "Collected Commentary on the Four Books" soaked in water: "Does Your Majesty recognize this book?"

Fei Songnian raised his hand and said, "Of course I know it. This is the "Collected Commentary on the Four Books" personally approved by Zhu Xi."

Pang Chunlai said: "I have a student who comes from a poor family and it is difficult to buy books. He is often bullied by Master Ling, and today Master Ling even destroyed his books. May I ask, does Your Excellency remember the "Fei Family Instructions"?"

"Remember...remember." Fei Songnian began to sweat on his forehead.

Pang Chunlai asked: "Does the Fei Family Instructions teach children to bully their neighbors and insult their classmates?"

Fei Songnian was speechless.

Pang Chunlai asked again: "There is a book in "Fei's Family Instructions" that teaches children to destroy saints?"

Mrs. Zhang suddenly yelled: "You old scholar, don't do this to me. My son..."

"Snapped!"

Fei Songnian suddenly turned around, slapped his wife, and yelled, "Shut up!"

Mrs. Zhang was beaten until she was in a daze, and then she burst into tears and said arrogantly: "Well, Fei Songnian, I am a young lady from a rich family, and I am committed to marrying you as a continuation, and I will give you a child when I am over forty years old." Son. My son was almost beaten to death today. You didn’t seek justice for your son, but you actually beat me in return? Do you have any conscience? Are you a man!"

Fei Songnian was extremely embarrassed and couldn't help but persuade him: "Madam, let's go home and talk first."

"I don't care, I have to vent my anger today!" Ms. Zhang kept pestering her.

Fei Songnian said in a low voice: "This is Hanzhu Academy, and our Jian'er is in the wrong again. He destroyed the books of sages and even made trouble in the ancestral hall without paying attention. Listen to me, don't make trouble again. There is a time to vent your anger. Are you still afraid? A mud-legged guy from the country?"

Zhang suddenly felt that it made sense, but he still won't lose. He pointed at the principal's office and said, "Well, you Fei Yuanlu is helping outsiders bully your elders. Huh, just wait, I will argue with you another day!"

Seeing these two old guys leaving so neatly, Zhao Han felt very abnormal.

Zhao Han whispered to Pang Chun: "Sir, they are afraid that they are going to attack Xu Ying's family."

Pang Chunlai thought for a while and said: "You support me as a teacher to go to Fei's ancestral hall!"