The Governor is Sick

"of course not!"

A clear voice outside the cabinet remembered that everyone looked up, and saw two shabby robes coming in, headed by a humble, high-spirited man, with a charming and energetic look behind him.

It's just that the two are dressed in shabby clothes, and the sons of the neutrons whispered each other, and they cast contemptuous glances. Xia Houyu caught only a few words, "Where is the flower boy, come here to spread the wild", or "This is what we thank the family for? Have seen "or something like that.

Xie Jinglan didn't squint, and said loudly, "Student Xie Jinglan has seen Mr. Dai. The elder brother Cai Cai's statement is not true. Please ask Mr. Jian to understand."

"Can Master Ben still wrong you for it? Xie Jinglan, you obviously stole it, so many eyes are looking at it, should I call them to confront him in court?" Xie Jingtao heard the case and blushed with a thick neck. To argue.

Xie Jinglan smiled slightly and politely said, "Why has Jing Lan stole his brother's belongings? He just picked up the books that his brother discarded."

"Why is n’t the book a treasure? Our Xiuwentang book has a few hanging coins. Besides, I store it in the warehouse, not throw it away. You do n’t ask for it, you steal it!"

"Big brother, don't be impatient, everything is just a misunderstanding. Jing Lan is fragile, his wife is kind-hearted, and Quai Jing Lan does not have to go to the school to listen to it. However, Jing Lan admires the words of the sages for a long time. I had to go to the coffers to get the books that my brother discarded, and the matter had already been approved by the coffer manager. It was about the elder brother who had never asked the coordinator and mistakenly thought that the thief was stealing, and he just made it clear today. "

After this remark, everyone knew it clearly. It was obvious that the head mother and mother resent Xunzi and refused to let them listen. They had no choice but to collect the tatters of the young master to reluctantly read the book. As a result, the young master was still reluctant to resist and resisted. Theft of property.

Xie Jingtao was obviously stuck, and opened his mouth without knowing what to say.

At this time, Xie Bingfeng said, "Taoer, not only have you vilified others, but you haven't apologized?"

Xie Jingtao had to go down the donkey and laughed, "Yes, yes, my brother didn't understand, he was wronged."

Both of them were smiling with skin and flirting, showing their brothers and brothers respectfully, and saw that Xia Houzhen had some eggs.

Xie Jinglan gave Xie Jingtao a helpless move, and he could not let the dead fat man sweep his face, especially in front of Dai Shengyan. After all, if he fails to worship the Holy Word as a teacher today, it is purely present, and it will be easy for the fat man to pack him at that time.

Xie Bingfeng turned his head, posing a kind and kind look, and said to Xie Lan, "The old man has never seen you. You are the branch of Xie's family? Who are your parents? If you have a family problem, you can spend some money in the account room. It is also good to subsidize households. Once you are better, you can also go to the tribe to study and don't have to pay for it. "

As soon as this word came out, the crow and bird were silent.

What the hell?

Xie Bingfeng does not recognize his own son?

Xia Houyi looked at the middle-aged man in surprise, with his crown of jewels and a serious expression on his face. Both hands were firmly on his knees, sitting in a serious position, meticulous, and writing on the forehead. With the four characters "Gentleman". But as soon as Xia Houyi saw him, he thought of the book "Yan Li Yi Ran Tu", and maybe he still had "The Secret of the Jade Room" and "The Secret of the Spring Festival", so the words "Gentleman Gentleman" changed and became The "moral appearance".

Xie Jinglan looked pale, and his fists under his sleeves were clenched tightly.

The Xie family has many children. Xie Jinglan has been living in Qiuwuyuan all year round. He knows very little about him, and has an inexperienced gangster asked: "Yeah, our family has always been happy and kind. You are a side branch and you should help one or two."

This remark was even worse, Xie Jinglan almost failed to stand still. He looked at Xie Bingfeng with embarrassment. He greeted him with numerous Xie family children during the Chinese New Year or sacrifice, and countless times when he rode to Beijing. He was seen off at the end of the family queue.

He himself had forgotten that he had never stood so close to the man, and it turned out that the man did not even know him.

Xie Jingtao also stayed, and said aloud, "What side branch, father, is Xie Jinglan, your third son!"

Xie Bingfeng opened his mouth and looked at Xie Jinglan for a long time without saying anything. He finally managed to control his manners so as not to be too flustered, but his face was surprised, embarrassed, ashamed, and not guilty.

Xia Houyi's heart was bitter and he unconsciously approached Xie Jinglan and quietly held Xie Jinglan's cold hand.

Xie Bingfeng laughed stiffly: "Haha, the shock has grown so big. I have left your family for too long and forgot about you. Amazed, don't blame it."

Xia Houyi thought to himself that he couldn't even recognize his name. Could it be that the name "Shocking Lan" was not taken by him at all.

Xie Jinglan's voice was a little erratic, and she could hardly find the tone: "My father is prosperous and the night is busy, the affairs are busy, and the shock ... I understand."

"Two little friends, sit down quickly." Dai Shengyan hurried out and rounded off the field. "Yes, the little friend next to him hasn't told his name before watching the boat on Chishang. He wants to get acquainted."

Xia Houyi stood for a long time, only to find that there were children of Xie in the seat, no book boy, no servant who was waiting, and thanked him, "The young Xia Houyi is a book boy of Master Lan Lan, and then hurriedly. I found that there is no need for a book boy to wait here. "He paused, glanced at Xie Jinglan, who was a bit distracted beside him, and felt relieved." I usually listen to the master reading, and the young also admires the sage's way very much. The little ones are here to listen. "

"Of course you can." Dai Shengyan smiled with a bowed head. "Young friends have a mind to learn, how can we stop obsolescence?"

After drinking tea, the slapstick was just as if the tea had been poured to the bottom, and everyone accidentally forgot about that one. Dai Shengyan caressed the sharp upward beard above his mouth and cleared his throat, like a storyteller patted the gavel, and he was completely quiet, all eyes looked at the wrinkled mouth, just waiting He spoke.

"Dare to ask your friends, why are you waiting for Hanshang to study the sage books?"

Listen, everyone looks at each other.

What happened?

Isn't it just for the sake of promotion? If it weren't for the imperial examinations of the imperial court, where would anyone be holding this broken book by rote?

Be more noble, and just say "cultivating your own body and governing the country and leveling the world". In the state of Anbang, the road to chaos and chaos can be opened and written. These words have been chewed in the mouths of the scholars of all dynasties, and have long lost their taste.

But these things are not what Xie Jinglan thought.

Xie Jinglan was clear and clear about her wishes.

He never wanted to help the world and help the world. He never cared about how many dim sums were sold by street vendors, how many people were buried in mass graves, and he didn't care about where there was a drought or a flood. Even if the world bleeds, as long as he can sit safely at home, what will he do with him?

He always wanted the Xie family who forgot him, insulted him, and resented him, and would cry at his feet one day, regret it!

He only needs a little imagination of the scene to be able to enthusiastically, and he is very happy. This pleasure supports his head, beams, and thorns. He is dizzy and he must put the **** put by the saint into his belly.

However, he could only rot in the stomach. He must pretend to be a gentleman who is worried about the country and the people, and carefully wrapped these dark and thoughtful thoughts under the belly of Wenliang Gongjian.

Xie Jinglan, who was hurt by his own father, was unconsciously walking further and further on the long and crooked road. The resentful vine took root and sprouted in his heart. Hidden under the appearance of his weak young master, except that the smile on his face was uninteresting.

Xia Houxi poked at his hand, Xie Jinglan held Xia Houxi instead, and said gently, "Don't worry."

Xie Jingtao's self-confidence did not know where he came from. The first speaker said: "Students should be self-cultivators, and their families should be self-cultivated.

Dai Shengyan didn't say good or bad, just shook his skinny head above his stalk neck and motioned to the next person to speak.

The second master Xie Jingtan, who was behind Xie Jingtao's seat, replied: "Students have small eyes and no ambition. They only want to travel for miles and be happy."

Dai Shengyan laughed: "Although this will not exist in the world, it is also a difficult matter."

The people in the seat had said it all, but Xie Jinglan was almost gone. His eyes fell on Xie Jinglan, and he nodded gently.

Xie Jinglan made a long concubine and replied, "The student is dull, but please be ashamed, regret free, and blame others." He looked pale, as if nothing had happened.

Dai Shengyan looked in his eyes and sighed. This generation of Xie family is not as good as the first generation. He was faint at first, and then accepted his unsuccessful old man as a disciple. However, Xie Bingfeng invited three more people to visit Xiefu, only to come and walk. Sure enough, Xie's children were more incompetent than others, and they were so damaging to their eyes that their brains were a little bit wrong.

I just didn't expect that there was a white crane in the colorful **** in a room, but this white crane was too stingy, and the waist was too straight, I was afraid that it would break sooner or later.

Dai Shengyan lived to this age of death. Who hasn't seen it? Xie Jinglan, the pretentious little bunny, had nowhere to look in front of him. Clenched fists, red eyes, and an overstretched spine, everything shows that this half-big boy is far less calm than his face.

He just tried his best to support the few faces he had left.

After listening for a while, Dai Shengyan nodded only to Xie Jinglan. Everyone knew the answer. Xiahou Yan Changshu breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Jinglan went to worship in public, and Dai Shengyan lifted him up from the ground. He held Xie Jinglan's arm in his paw-like hands. In the winter and the moon, Xie Jinglan wore much, but he still felt that his hand was hot. It's like an iron solder, and it's almost going to burn through the mule.

"Shocked, you haven't taken the word yet."

"Students have not reached the age of weak crowns, and they have not had time to get the word."

"Anyway," Dai Shengyan looked at his little apprentice, moving his eyelids, and a few clear shots appeared in his turbid eyes. "You have tasted hardships, but you are sighed like a rock. Hard, not great good in the future, great evil! Get the word 'Yuan' for you as a teacher, I hope you can live in peace, and do whatever you want.

"Remember how difficult the world is and that you have good intentions."

Xie Jinglan, if he was poured into a basin of cold water, was wet from head to toe and cold. The concealed thoughts he tried to hide seemed to be read by Dai Shengyan.

What is worthy of the heart, the Xie family scratched his head and paid him many years of humiliation before he was worthy.

Nothing is regretful, and the power of life and death is the only way you can regret it.

No one complains, and the person who complains cannot fall into the quagmire without complaint!

He didn't finish what he said, and Dai Shengyan saw it clearly and clearly. Xie Jinglan felt complacent and wanted to escape subconsciously. He didn't understand why people like him still accepted him as a disciple?

He thanked hard, "Students remember."

After listening for a long time in the mist in the clouds, Xia Hou didn't understand whether the old man with a slim shape and thin bones was praising the horror or believing the horror.

It's nothing, no matter whether he is derogatory or not, he just needs to accept Xie Jinglan.

He didn't understand the words, but he saw the eyes of envy around him. Although he was not a teacher, the proud little tail behind him rose up to the sky, followed by Xie Jinglan and left Wangqing Pavilion with jealous eyes. .

Xie Jinglan was silent along the way, her face pale, her sick look better than ever.

Xia Hou's proud tail rested and he was at a loss as he walked aside. He was a lively personality, and once the scene cooled down, he would be very disturbed. Xie Jinglan first suffered a blow from his father and then successfully entered the threshold of Dai Shengyan. With sadness and joy, he did not know whether to say comfort or congratulations.

I always feel that nothing is right.

He suddenly thought of something. He walked quickly to Xie Jinglan, opened his arms and hugged Xie Jinglan tightly in his arms. Xie Jinglan was startled, struggling, and said, "What are you doing?"

Xia Houyi followed Xie Jinglan, and he had great strength. Xie Jinglan had been taught for a long time, and he still couldn't escape.

"My mother said, hug when you're sad. Master Jing Lan, except my mother, I haven't hugged anyone else, it's cheaper for you."

Xie Jinglan stopped struggling, burying her face on Xia Houyi's shoulders, and remained silent for a long time. Her face suddenly became cold, and her mouth tasted salty. He was afraid that Xia Houyi would find himself crying, and deliberately said coldly, "I don't need your mercy!"

It's a pity that the cover-up kung fu can't be learned at home, and the words are not finished, the bitterness hidden inside has been revealed.

Xia Houzhen released Xie Jinglan, grabbed his wrist, and flew up.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Xie Jinglan was startled.

Xia Houyu didn't speak, and he ran all the way. He didn't know how many servant servants he had knocked over, causing them to yell. The wind was hurting his face. Xie Jinglan felt that his lungs were pulled by the craftsman like a worn-out bellows. The cold wind was sucked into his mouth and became hot air, exhaling into white smoke, and the tears on his face were all air-dried.

He was taken to the wall outside the back kitchen, and Xia Houzhen let him stay where he was, stepping on the wall by himself, putting his hands on the wall, and kicking hard, the whole man turned into the yard. Xie Jinglan was still panting, running too fast, his lungs were about to explode, and he didn't stop the cowardly little bastard.

He was so annoyed that he looked around to make sure that no one had tried his best to get on the wall, and finally found a head. Not to mention it, this look, suddenly frightened. The **** turned into the kitchen from the window. There were many busy men and chefs in the kitchen, and no one noticed the uninvited guest. Xia Hou bowed his waist, walked like a cat, stomped on the stove, covered a stove, touched a pot of wine into his arms, and turned out of the window.

When Xia Houyi jumped off the wall, he let his heart hang in his throat and let go. He pulled Xia Houyi's collar angrily and yelled, "What on earth do you want !?"

"Calm down," Xia Houxi whispered softly along Xie Jinglan's blasting hair. "Wine can both relieve all sorrows and celebrate happy events. Just drink at this time, walk, and drink!"

Xia Houyu took Xie Jinglan to a quiet place, knowing that Xie Jinglan loved to clean, and he rubbed the stone back and forth with his sleeve seven or eight times before letting him sit.

Xia Hou took a sip of his wine, and his tears were so hot that he passed the wine to Xie Jinglan. Xie Jinglan didn't answer. He didn't drink, let alone drink other people's wine. Xia Houyun persuaded for a long time, then Xie Jinglan reluctantly raised his head, took a sip of the jug, and regretted it as soon as his tongue was exposed to the liquor, coughing out of breath.

Xiahou laughed, and then said for a while: "Master, I have no pity for you. I just can't look at others. If you are sad, I will also be sad. Besides, what are you sorry for, you have nothing to lack I have few arms and no clothes and food. I have food and drink every day, and I can read the examinations. There is no bright future. What ’s so pitiful?

"The poorer people in this world are gone. I used to follow my mother to go south and north. There are no poor people. There are men who have strange diseases and pus, and have been beaten by their masters. At the mass grave post, the servant who died on the battlefield, the old man who had a son who died on the battlefield and only the daughter-in-law and the baby in his arms. Do you, do n’t you care about your mother, do n’t you, compared to them, you It's almost living in Wonderland. "

Xie Jinglan opened her mouth and said nothing.

"What word did the old man get for you? 'E'an'? I think you live very easily and comfortably. You do n’t need to carry your hands or carry your shoulders. When there was a famine in the mountains, I could n’t answer it Next. "

Xie Jinglan seemed to understand what the misery in Xia Houyi's eyes looked like.

In Xia Houyi's view, it is miserable to eat without fruit or clothes. Xia Hou's heart is too big to be so. How can physical and spiritual pain be compared? But having said that, he couldn't help wondering what Xia Houyi had lived before, and he always felt that it would not be too good.

"You just said your mother took you south and north. Couldn't your mother be the master of the play team?"