In the school room, Li Erzheng vividly told everyone about the ghost he saw today.

"That's a hanged man, with such a long neck, wearing white clothes and a round belly. What kind of hanged man is he who has eaten enough? He stood there and indicated that Brother Qing would follow him. I was scared to run to the school to report the news."

Tang Huai next to him looked suspicious. It was Wang Gui who was going to find Li Yanqing, but this description doesn’t look like Wang Gui!

"Li Er, did that ghost capture Brother Qing?"

"I don't know! I looked at it again, but Brother Qing is gone and the ghost is gone."

"That's what I've been captured. Li Er, go and tell his father to save the person!"

Li Er scratched his head. It seemed that Brother Qing'er's father had gone to the county. What should I do?

Just then, someone shouted, "Brother Qing is back."

The students rushed towards the door together, and saw Li Yanqing and Wang Gui swaying into the yard. Wang Gui put on Li Yanqing's shoulders like a man. The town's grocery store was run by his family, and paper armor and weapons were stored in the grocery store.

Li Yanqing's knife made him convinced, and the two became good friends.

Everyone laughed, "Li Er, where is the hanged ghost?"

Li Er blinked and shouted cleverly: "I understand, it must be the King of Guitian who saved Brother Qing."

At this time, a heavy cough came from beside him. Master Yao walked over with his hands stern face. The students were so scared that they ran towards their seats.

Li Er's face turned pale. Only then did he remember that he had not finished his homework last night. He wanted to come to school early, but he forgot.

The students placed their homework bags on the table in front and quickly piled them up. Li Yanqing and Wang Gui also walked in quickly and placed their homework bags on the table.

Li Yanqing returned to his seat, but found that there was a small bamboo cup on the table.

"I made it myself." Yue Fei next to him said lightly.

Everyone has a small container of water on their desks. They need to grind ink, but Li Yanqing does not. Li Yanqing picked up this small bamboo tube with simple but practical workmanship and smiled and said, "Thank you."

Yue Fei nodded, his face returned to his usual seriousness, and he listened to the master's class with concentration.

"Everyone listens!"

Master Yao Ding's stern voice came from the front, and Li Yanqing's attention was also attracted.

"I heard someone complaining that I assigned too much homework yesterday. Do you know how I answer? My answer is very simple. If I find someone's homework yesterday has not been completed, I will punish you ten times the punishment. If you refuse to accept the punishment, pack up your things and leave the school. Don't come back!"

Li Yanqing looked back at Li Er, and he was also sitting there seriously, but his small eyes were wandering around.

"Didn't this kid say he didn't finish his homework?" Li Yanqing thought to himself.

"I'm going to the county today and I may not be able to come back in the afternoon."

The school room was filled with cheers, especially Li Er, who was so excited that he almost jumped onto the table.

"Don't be too happy too early!"

Yao Ding stopped the students' cheers in time, and the following words made everyone's hearts cold.

"During the time when I was not in school, I wrote the Analects of Confucius I had learned ten times, and I came back to check it, and I would be fined a hundred times if I couldn't finish it!"

Yao Ding left with the homework bag on the table. There was no cheer in the school room. Everyone silently took out the paper and pen and started writing. Just kidding, it was twice as much homework than yesterday. Who can bear it?

"Brother Qing!"

Li Er said to Li Yanqing with a sad face: "I'm dead this time."

"I thought you were joking!"

"No joke, I really haven't finished it. I wanted to come to school in the morning to get there."

Li Er glanced at Li Yanqing timidly, "I originally hoped that you could help."

Only then did Li Yanqing remember that he had gone to compete with Wang Gui in the morning, "Then how much is it?"

"It's still three times short!"

Li Yanqing was speechless. In fact, he had only written the Analects of Confucius five times in total, but not much. I guess this kid didn't write anything in the school yesterday and piled up until the night, so he couldn't finish it.

Li Yanqing wrote very quickly and was good at imitating. Several Analects of Confucius were just a matter for him, but the question was, if he wrote it for him, how could he submit it?

Li Yanqing hesitated and said, "I can write for you, but my homework has been taken away. What should I do?"

Li Er stuttered: "There is a solution, but ordinary people dare not do it."

Li Yanqing's mind was quickly turned and he immediately understood what Li Er meant, "You can't say that you sneaked into the master's room!"

Li Er nodded, "Someone has done it before."

"who?"

Li Erchao Wang Gui and Tang Huaiyi whispered, then lowered their voices and said, "No one in this school dares to do such a thing except them."

"You boy don't want me to do it for you!"

"Brother Qing, I brought three more meat pies today."

The rice that Li Yanqing brought was three thick buns. He had eaten two of them in the morning, and only one was left. Now his stomach was so hungry that he was screaming. Li Er, the boy, caught his weakness, obviously had planned it.

Li Yanqing thought that Teacher Yao had gone to the county and the risk was not high, so he kicked him hard from the bottom, "Then it's a matter of just one word!"

Although Li Er was kicked, he couldn't help but smile, "I'll do my writing myself, so please help me send it in."

Just kidding, ten times the punishment! Will Li Guangzong live?

Generally speaking, rushing homework is much faster than doing homework. Li Er finished his owed homework in just a quarter of an hour and secretly stuffed it to Li Yanqing, "You can use the excuse to go to the cottage."

Yue Fei next to him coughed gently and said to himself: "A gentleman is careful not to deceive the dark room."

Li Yanqing turned his head and asked with a smile: "Have you read "The Doctrine of the Mean"?"

Yue Fei's face turned red. Under the strict requirements of his grandfather, his studies had already surpassed those of the students in the school. He stopped talking and continued to focus on writing his own words.

Li Yanqing slipped out of the school room on the excuse of going to the cottage. He walked a few steps and came to his master's room. The window was covered with a faint window. He gently opened the window and jumped in.

Master Yao’s room is a suite, one inside and outside, the study outside, and the dormitory inside, and the homework they handed over was piled on the small table outside.

Li Yanqing quickly found Li Er's homework bag and stuffed the three Mo Jings that he had just filled in. He turned around and was about to leave, but found a strange couplet hanging on the front wall, but there was only a horizontal banner, with white paper on both sides, and it seemed that he had not yet thought about it.

Li Yanqing has always been interested in couplets, but he saw that the horizontal book says: What is the taste of reading?

Li Yanqing pondered for a moment and immediately thought of a couplet, which was very suitable for this horizontal copy. He was itchy for a moment, so he picked up a pen on a piece of white paper on the table next to him and wrote this couplet:

Reading books to gain the right, reading easy to gain change, reading sensuality to gain the quiet, reading sect to gain the cleverness, reading Chinese to gain the firmness, reading Chinese to gain the most interesting years;

He is in the same wild as chrysanthemums, sparse as plum, clean as lotus, fragrant as orchid, and charming as begonia, and he must call himself a god in the flowers.

Li Yanqing stuffed the white paper with the couplet into his homework bag, but after walking a few steps, he changed his mind again, took out the white paper again, and placed it on his master's desk.

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On the school wall, Li Yanqing was enjoying three delicious meat patties with peace of mind. Today's meat patties were made of fresh mutton, which was ten times more delicious than yesterday's marinated meat filling. With shredded ginger and shallots to remove the fishy seasoning, this is the most delicious food he had eaten after coming to the Song Dynasty.

"If I hadn't taken the risk today, you would have been miserable. Think about it! I'd write it fifty times!"

While Li Yanqing enjoyed the delicious food, he did not forget to occupy the moral highland.

Li Er was very grateful. He felt that the three meat pies were not enough to express his gratitude, and then he took out a paper bag from his arms, "Brother Qing, try the honey maltose my uncle brought from the city, the best Wangji Sugar House."

Honey maltose is indeed golden and attractive, but there are a few black finger marks from Li Er on it, and Li Yanqing couldn't help but frown.

At this time, Wang Gui in the distance waved to Li Yanqing, "Brother Qing, go out for a walk!"

Li Yanqing had been bored in the school for a whole morning and wanted to go out for a walk. He jumped gently from the wall and ran towards Wang Gui and Tang Huai.

"Wait for me!" Li Er climbed down from the wall in a mess and hurriedly chased after him.
Chapter completed!