mesbooks Chapter 327 Ye Dingzhi: Are they coming for me?
Chapter 327 Ye Dingzhi: Are they coming for me?
When Ye Xiaofan and the other two arrived at the private school, they had already missed the roll call.
Hearing the sound of reading aloud in the library, the three of them looked at each other and hesitated to move forward.
"Ye Xiaofan, you insisted on dragging us both to the private school. Now our palms and buttocks are swollen as soon as we get in!"
Ayuan's face was wrinkled, just like an old bitter gourd in late autumn.
Ye Xiaofan sighed softly:
"If you don't come to the private school and go home, won't you get beaten just as well? Maybe the beating you get will be even heavier than the one from the teacher!"
Little Lu Kuo remained silent, his two little hands tightly clutching the corners of his clothes, looking panicked.
"You three little bastards who deserve to be beaten and killed, why are you late again?"
Just as the three of them were hesitating whether to go in, the door of the study was pushed open by a hand that looked like dry pine bark. The teacher, Mr. Liu, pushed the door open and cursed with his eyelids squinting.
This frightened the three little guys. Little Lu Kuo immediately knelt down in front of the teacher and started talking nonsense:
"Mr. Liu, we...we met an old man carrying dung on the road. His dung bucket was knocked open by a passing goat, and we were all covered in dung...Ye Xiaofan had no choice but to go back and change his clothes, which is why we were a few hours late!"
"Sir, please spare us the beating for helping Grandpa!"
Ye Xiaofan just found it funny and couldn't help muttering in his heart:
"What a clever little Lu Kuo, he tells lies the moment he opens his mouth, he has no shame at all!"
But he still knelt before Mr. Liu and begged for mercy with A Yuan:
"I beg for forgiveness, sir!"
Mr. Liu is over sixty years old, his eyesight and hearing are not blurry, he is about seven feet tall but very thin, with high cheekbones like two inverted plowshares.
He was "notorious" in this private school. He was extremely strict in disciplining students. He would often pick up a bamboo ruler and hit the students as soon as they were naughty, no matter if it was the palm or the buttocks!
There were about forty students in the private school, and none of them was not afraid of him.
Mr. Liu stared at the three children kneeling on the ground with his amber pupils for a long time. He cleared his throat and coughed up a mouthful of phlegm.
Then he walked behind the three of them with his hands behind his back, holding a two-foot-long bamboo ruler, and asked in a deep voice:
"Ye Xiaofan, you've never been late before, why are you so late today?"
Ye Xiaofan didn't dare to look back at the master's face. His heart was pounding. After thinking for a moment, he could only continue to lie:
"Uh... please forgive me, sir. The three of us did run into an old man carrying dung on the road. The goat rushed towards him like crazy, knocking over his bucket of dung and getting my clothes all dirty... that's why we were late."
Mr. Liu said nothing, but raised his right hand behind his back suddenly, and brought the ruler down from high above, hitting Ye Xiaofan on the back!
"Snapped!"
Ye Xiaofan felt a burning pain on his back. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes and dared not speak anymore.
The master's move frightened A Yuan and Xiao Lu Kuo so much that they felt like sieves, curled up into a ball and shivered non-stop.
"Humph!"
"Ye Xiaofan, recite to me the eleventh sentence of the first chapter of the second volume of The Analects of Confucius!"
Mr. Liu had a stern face and his voice was full of anger.
Ye Xiaofan trembled with fear, thought for a moment, and then recited:
"The Confucian has a difficult life: he must be respectful when he sits or stands, speaks with sincerity, and acts with integrity..."
Before Ye Xiaofan could finish reciting, Mr. Liu raised his skinny hand high again, and then the sound of a ruler hitting his back was heard.
"Snapped!"
Ye Xiaofan trembled all over and almost shouted, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.
"You three little bastards, you made up lies to deceive me? Did I teach you to keep your word and follow through with your words all go to waste?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Liu swung the ruler repeatedly, hitting A Yuan and Xiao Lu Kuo on the back respectively. He had obviously seen through the lies of the three little guys.
Xiao Lu Kuo and A Yuan burst into howling and kowtowed for mercy.
Mr. Liu coughed again, walked around to the three people with a sullen face and said coldly:
"Go stand by the wall until noon and then come find me!"
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While the three little guys were eating "stir-fried pork on bamboo board", two cavalry squads consisting of more than 100 people were approaching the territory of Sanqipu.
This team of people came to Sanqipu to search for the murderer who killed the scout in response to Geng Jiyuan's military order.
Sanqipu was right in front of them. Baizhang, the cavalry squad, pulled the reins and raised his hand to stop the advancing team.
He picked up his whip and pointed at the village half a mile away and said:
"The village ahead is where our scout brothers died. Brothers, one team will go find the village headman, and the other team will follow me to search house by house for the murderer!"
The hundred or so cavalrymen behind him responded at the same time: "Yes!"
Then there was dust flying and the sound of horse hooves rumbling like thunder.
At this time, Ye Dingzhi was holding a carving knife in his hand, working hard on a half-foot long piece of mulberry wood.
Sawdust flew in his hands, and soon the outline of a girl appeared.
Judging from her figure and features, she looks like Ye Xiaofan’s sister, Shen Qiqi.
He blew away the debris on his arm and held up the unfinished wood carving to examine it in the sunlight.
At this moment, there was an inaudible vibration under the feet, rapid and chaotic.
Ye Dingzhi's heart sank. He put away the carving knife, put down the mulberry wood block, stood up and walked out of the yard.
Shen Qiqi's voice came from behind: "Ye Dingzhi, where are you going?"
Ye Dingzhi did not look back:
"It's okay, I'll go check outside."
After saying that, he leaped onto the elm tree at the door, which was more than ten feet tall, and soared into the air by stepping on the branches...
Ye Dingzhi looked up and saw, sure enough, a group of cavalrymen were rushing towards the village with great momentum!
"Border troops? Whose men are these? Could it be that the Beili court discovered my whereabouts?"
"If we start fighting later, I can't let Qiqi come out and see me killing someone..."
Ye Dingzhi thought to himself, then fell back to the ground with a heavy weight.
He returned to the cabin and saw Shen Qiqi sitting there weaving cloth thread by thread. She stepped on the pedal with one foot and skillfully wound the cotton yarn around the spindle with her hands. After a few strokes, another piece of cotton thread took shape.
"Ye Dingzhi, you don't look well? What happened outside?"
Ye Dingzhi smiled faintly and picked up the Zhenwu sword that had not been unsheathed in the corner for a long time:
"fine."
"No matter what happens outside, don't come out. Just focus on weaving. I'll be back soon."
Shen Qiqi was very smart, and her heart immediately rose to her throat when she saw him pick up the sword.
She put down the loom, stood up, threw herself into Ye Dingzhi's arms, hugged him with both hands, and whispered:
"You are not allowed to go!"
"Are our enemies here again? Come on, let's go out and hide!"
Ye Dingzhi gently broke free from Shen Qiqi's embrace and comforted her softly:
"Why are you hiding? This is our home. No matter who comes, I won't let them set foot here!"
"Don't worry, they are just a few small fish, they can't hurt me!"
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