Before Liang Fengyuan could send someone up for questioning, another woman with a bloody cloth wrapped around her head climbed up behind the old man and the young man.

The woman, whose head was wrapped in a bloody cloth, crawled to the ground, went directly to the old man and the young man, squatted down and sat down, slapping her thighs and crying sadly.

"Ouch, ouch, I went shopping today and met a gangster on the road who robbed me of more than a hundred copper coins that I used to buy... Wuwu..."

"My mother-in-law is still at home, waiting for me to take the things I bought back. How dare I let that gangster snatch my money away? I'm trying my best not to let that gangster snatch my money away. That black-hearted man robbed me hard.

, and even broke my head!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori, I didn't keep the money for shopping now, and I'm injured like this. If I go back to the village like this, my mother-in-law will definitely blame me, scold me for being useless, and won't let me go out to the city to buy anything.

Woohoo...."

"I can't survive this day... Wuwu..." The woman with her head wrapped in a bloody cloth was crying so loudly that she was immediately separated from the wailing woman next to her.

The cries of an old man and a young man were suppressed.

Before the woman had finished crying, two more naked children came up behind her and sat down beside her, howling loudly about their misery.

"Dad is dead, mother has remarried, ugh... uncle has taken over dad's property... and kicked us out..."

Following the two crying children, three or four waves of people came one after another, all crying about their own misfortunes on the mountain.

When Lin Zhihuang and his party saw this, they all put away their suspicion slightly and began to think about the scene in front of them and the reason why it existed like this at this moment.

On the green lake, there was a small boat. At this time, pole skiing was parked against the edge of the lake. A young man dressed in simple but elegant clothes jumped out of the boat.

Seeing Lin Zhihuang and others stopping at the mountain pass, the young man looked curiously at the group of people who had come up the mountain to cry and complain, then he walked up to talk to them with a generous smile.

"Are you all travelers from out of town? I heard that Boshan has beautiful scenery. Are you coming up the mountain to enjoy the scenery?"

When the young man approached, Lin Zhihuang and others noticed it. Since they did not sense any malice from this man, Liang Feng did not stop him from approaching.

As soon as the young man came in, Yang Xitong immediately noticed the cherry pattern embroidered on the young man's chest.

When Yang Xitong saw this pattern, he immediately became happy, his eyes brightened, he stepped forward and said cheerfully: "We are not travelers!"

"This junior fellow apprentice, I am Mr. Linfang's second disciple, Yang Xitong, also known as Fanting." Yang Xitong introduced himself with his hands raised.

"I wonder, junior brother, have you ever heard Master mention me? What is this junior brother called?" Yang Xitong excitedly asked two questions in succession to the young man who came to talk to them.

It turns out that the young man in front of me is also a disciple of Mr. Linfang.

Lin Zhihuang smiled and spread his fan and stood aside quietly, letting Yang Xitong communicate with his junior brother.

Liang Fengyuan and others realized that the young man in front of them was Mr. Linfang's disciple, and their expressions softened, and they listened quietly to Yang Xitong's conversation.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Yang! I became a disciple of Mr. Linfang four years ago. My name is Liu Hong and my courtesy name is Jianhou."

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Hong." Yang Xitong cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"Hang, I often hear Master mention my senior brother!" Liu Hong smiled with his eyebrows crooked, looking particularly endearing.

When Yang Xitong heard Liu Hen say that Mr. Linfang often mentioned him, he smiled happily and said, "Oh? How can master mention me?"

"When master teaches, he always uses you as a counterexample, senior brother, saying that your speech is extremely deficient. No matter how good your academic skills are, you will definitely not be reused by your superiors in the future."

The smile on Yang Xitong's face froze instantly: "..."

Liu Kang seemed to have no idea at all, and continued with a smile: "Master often uses your situation to urge us not to just immerse ourselves in learning, but also to learn how to speak and how to get along with others. Even if you are not here, senior brother,

Taught us juniors a lot."

Lin Zhihuang: "......"

It seems that Mr. Laifang's disciples are not very good at speaking. These words are straightforward. Have you considered the feelings of the people who listen to these words? Yang Xitong's negative teaching materials over the years have been in vain.

Li Shangze didn't want to give Yang Xitong face anymore, and laughed out loud. Fearing that Lin Zhihuang would come to "shake hands and make peace" again, he hurriedly coughed twice to cover up the pain that had accidentally leaked out of his throat.

Laughter.

Yang Xitong was heartbroken by his junior brother's words. After being silent for a while, he said in a quiet voice: "Junior brother, it seems that Master has used me as a counterexample for many years, but you haven't learned anything from it."

Liu Hen's eyes sparkled and he said: "Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother! Master said the same thing about me!"

Lin Zhihuang was afraid that the two junior brothers who had just met in front of him would look at each other disgustedly before they could get along with each other. He smiled, shook his fan, stepped forward, and interjected: "This Mr. Liu Xiaolang, you know these people are coming up the mountain."

For what?"

During the questioning, Lin Zhihuang folded his fan and raised it casually to point at the group of men, women, old and children who were standing at the mountain pass, crying loudly about their own misfortune.

When Liu Hen saw that it was Lin Zhihuang whom he had noticed from afar on the boat just now, he walked up to talk to him. The smile on his face became even brighter and he replied: "These are all people who came to me, Senior Brother Qi San, to do misfortune."

A person seeking money."

Liu Kang roughly answered Lin Zhihuang's question, and immediately asked with a smile: "Girl, why do you want to dress like a husband?"

Liu Hen saw that Lin Zhihuang was a girl so quickly, and asked him directly, Li Shang and others frowned.

Lin Zhihuang smiled, shook his fan and replied calmly: "Maybe for convenience?"

"Isn't it convenient to dress up like a girl?" Liu Hen looked at Lin Zhihuang seriously and asked.

"Yes, I am very beautiful, and women's clothing is even more beautiful. It is inconvenient." Lin Zhihuang replied gracefully.

It was the first time that Liang Feng heard Lin Zhihuang praise him for his beauty: "..."

It was the first time I heard Lin Zhihuang praise Li Shang for his beauty: "..."

Yang Xitong, who had long been accustomed to it and had experienced Lin Zhihuang's shamelessness, praised him: "It's true what Mr. Sui Lang said. You have an unparalleled appearance. It's convenient to dress up like this."

"Master lied to me." Liu Hen suddenly said seriously.

Liu Hen's expression suddenly became extremely serious. This was a reaction that Lin Zhihuang did not expect. He was slightly confused and asked in a smooth tone: "Mr. Linfang lied to you?"

Liu Hen turned to look at Yang Xitong: "Master always said that Senior Brother Yang was not good at words and always made people unhappy with his words. But when we met today, it was different."

When Liu Hen said this, he said with a very serious expression: "Second Senior Brother Yang, you are obviously very good at flattery."

Lin Zhihuang: "..." Isn't Hu Shu also a bit straightforward in his speech? Mr. Linfang's direct disciples have a very consistent style of painting.

"Your surname is Sui? What do you want to do here?" Liu Hen asked Lin Zhihuang again.

Lin Zhihuang looked at Liu Kang and smiled: "Why don't you just ask your senior brother?"

Liu Hen shook his head: "He obviously regards you as his priority, just ask you."

Yang Xitong praised: "It seems that Master has accepted an extremely smart young disciple in these years."

Liu Hen shook his head: "Master has never praised me for my intelligence, nor has my second senior brother, nor my senior brother. Only third senior brother Qi has been praised for his intelligence by his master."

Yang Xitong, who was criticized in person: "..."

Li Shang smiled and said: "It seems that Mr. Laifang has used Brother Yang as a counterexample over the years, but it has not had a good effect. This kind of euphemistic charm of words is obviously not available to your junior brother now."

Insights on aspects.”

"This one?" Liu Hen looked at Li Shang who was speaking.

"Li Shang, whose name is Xiji." Li Shang smiled and cupped his hands, announcing his name.

Liu Hen nodded: "Brother Li, it seems that he has understood the charm of tactful words. Such tactful words are taunting me and my senior brother. It seems that Brother Li is not on good terms with my senior brother."
Chapter completed!