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 was over sixty years old and had a reputation as a scholar. He was a student of the Yin Kingdom. He was good at poetry and wrote "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 with a 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 could not see anything, and she kept reciting the Analects of Confucius: "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 up: "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 with a cane, 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: 'Tao is different, and there is no mutual conspiracy.' Wei, Qusheng. Different, such as 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 any 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 him, leaned his head to examine it carefully. Then he returned to his desk, picked up a pen and wrote down a prescription for the next dose of medicine. He called his chief attendant and said: "Follow the prescription and go to Hekou Town to get the medicine. Hanzhu Mountain is here." There are a few herbs missing on the side."
"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, even stopped memorizing "The Analects of Confucius", and honestly let Fei Yuanlu do the acupuncture.
Fei Yuanlu said while inserting the acupuncture: "Let this child live on the mountain for the time being. I will give him acupuncture every morning and evening. I will not let him go down the mountain to avoid 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 his mother, Zhang, barged 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, Zhang and his wife 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 minister of the Zhengde and Jiajing dynasties. His figure was completely fat as a ball. He was out of breath when he took two steps, and it was difficult for the bearers to carry him up the mountain.
Ms. Zhang, however, has taken good care of herself 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, none of whom were married. Instead, it was Zhang who married for many years and was not pregnant. Fei Songnian was almost sixty years old.
Suddenly, a boy was born.
"Is the little brat 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 do you come from and how dare you block my way!"
"Goose Lake." Zhao Han said.
Mrs. Zhang sneered: "Over there at Ehu, the highest-ranking person is also my nephew! Which generation are you from?"
Zhao Han said nothing.
Fei Ruhe thought for a while, then stood beside Zhao Han, cupped his hands and said, "I've met my 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.
Zhang glanced past Zhao Han and Fei Ruhe, and shouted towards the principal's office: "Fei Yuanlu, I am your aunt, come out quickly and seek justice, your younger brother was almost beaten to death!"
"Boom 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 advised his wife: "The doctor has said that Jian'er is only injured, and his hat is not damaged. What can I say?
,calmly……"
"fart!"
Mrs. Zhang grabbed her husband's ear and shouted like a grandson: "My son bled so much and was almost beaten to death. Do you want me to be calm? Just give me some peace of mind!"
"Madam, calm down, Madam, calm down!"
Fei Songnian, who was almost eighty years old, turned out to be a henpecked man. When he had his ears pulled and begged for mercy, and when he saw the college boy suppressing his laughter, he suddenly felt that he had no face, so he broke away and said: "How can this be unreasonable? How indecent is it? It's insulting."
Gentle!"
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: "My 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 out the door and closed it again. He walked up to Fei Songnian and handed over the "Annotations to 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: ""Fei's Family Instructions" contains a book 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 wildly: "For several years, I, a wealthy young lady from a rich family, committed myself to marry you as a second wife, and even gave you a son when I was over forty years old.
.My son was almost beaten to death today. Instead of seeking justice for my son, 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 we, Jian'er, are 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 country boy with mud legs?"
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!"