Zhan Feiyu has been sneaking out to read since he was three years old, and it has been four years now.
Zhan Dalang is twelve years old this year. He entered school at the age of eight. He also studied in a private school for four years. The Zhan family lives frugally, whether it is the "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Thousand Character Classic" for enlightenment or the imperial examination
The Four Books and Five Classics were bought one after another.
Zhan Dalang can now read the four books thoroughly, and there is no hope of memorizing them. He can only write a limerick and rhyme when trying to post poems.
It's just that Mrs. Zhan dotes on her eldest grandson and thinks Dalang Zhan is smart, so she would rather spend a lot of money to let him take the childbirth examination. Unfortunately, he failed in the first county examination in February this year, let alone the government examination.
"Three talents, heaven, earth and man. Three lights, sun, moon and stars. Three cardinal principles, the righteousness of king and minister..." A soft recitation sounded, but the big yellow dog lying at Zhan Feiyu's feet suddenly straightened up and faced the forest.
A wary whine came from the depths.
Zhan Feiyu was startled and turned around to look back.
Dahuang was alerted to the danger and barked a little more ferociously.
Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound, and something cut through the night sky. Dahuang let out a painful whine and fell to the ground with a thud.
"Rhubarb!" An exclamation rang out, and Zhan Feiyu's eyes widened suddenly. She quickly squatted down and touched Rhubarb's body with her chubby hands. The undulating abdomen under her palm told her that Rhubarb had just passed away.
The moonlight was dim and unclear. Zhan Feiyu, who was squatting next to Rhubarb, had no time to get up when he saw a figure walking out of the dark forest.
The person who came was wearing a black robe with folded lapels. He had a slender figure, and his face was between a teenager and a young man. However, his facial features were cold and cold, and his pair of narrow phoenix eyes were even colder, revealing blood and murderous intent.
At this moment, his heart beat like a drum. Zhan Feiyu subconsciously held his breath in fear, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
The black figure approached, and the death-like look in his eyes made Zhan Feiyu's legs weaken and he fell down. Xia Tian's clothes were thin, and the protruding stone hit the middle of his buttocks.
Ouch... His facial features were distorted. Zhan Feiyu changed from a sitting posture to kneeling on his knees. He quickly covered his buttocks with his hands and rubbed it. It hurt so much...
Yin Wuyan's eyes swept over the "Three Character Classic" that fell on the ground, and then fell on Zhan Feiyu's twisted chubby face. He was so painful that his delicate and delicate facial features were twisted into a ball, and his cherry red lips were pursed together.
Exhale.
The night wind blew up, bringing with it a coolness, but the smell of blood drifted over with the wind... Zhan Feiyu paused while rubbing his butt, raised his eyelids and took a cautious look. In an instant, his little heart almost stopped with fear.
Under the pale moonlight, the silver sword in the opponent's hand shone brightly, with bright red blood dripping from the tip of the sword.
Zhan Feiyu's mind was spinning rapidly. He was only seven years old, but he was small. He looked like he was only five or six years old. He was still a little kid. Maybe he could get away with it.
But a little kid who sneaked into the mountains to study in the middle of the night? Zhan Feiyu swallowed his saliva and gritted his teeth. He couldn't deceive him anymore, so he gave up!
"Big brother." Raising his head, Zhan Feiyu grinned, his eyebrows were curved, and his dark eyes were like crushed stars, "Big brother, my name is Zhan Feiyu. I am seven years old this year. My family is poor. I
So I stole my cousin’s book and came out to read it.”
Please be lenient if you confess! Zhan Feiyu got up from the ground on his hands and knees, pulling the wound behind his buttocks, and his chubby face was twisted into a ball again.
Enduring the pain, Zhan Feiyu showed his white teeth and tried hard to look silly and cute. His soft and soft childish voice sounded firmly, "Brother, don't worry, I can keep secrets best!"
Not hearing the famous saying "Only the dead can keep secrets", Zhan Feiyu, whose cheeks were sore from laughing, breathed a sigh of relief. His life might have been saved.
The wind had stopped and the forest was quiet. Zhan Feiyu's heart suddenly picked up again after he had just put it down. This silent silence was eerie and sent chills down his back.
After waiting for a long time, Zhan Feiyu raised his head bravely. He moved so slowly that he could hear the crackling sound of his neck bones. Huh...
Facing Yin Wuyan's abyss-like phoenix eyes, Zhan Feiyu's stiff little body trembled. In front of a truly strong man, whether he was pretending to be cowardly or deceiving him, he was actually at a loss.
The fate is handed down here.
Looking at the fat girl who was about to collapse into a ball, Yin Wuyan opened his thin lips and said, "Get out."
The deliberately low-pitched male voice sounded a little weird, but in Zhan Feiyu's ears it was like the sound of nature, and surprise and excitement suddenly burst out of his tight bun face.
"I'm going to get out!" The speed was faster than ever before. Zhan Feiyu turned around and picked up two books. He grabbed the blown out candle with one hand. Hot candle tears fell on the back of his hand. Zhan Feiyu's teeth were bared and he was numb.
, compared with the pain of a life, it is negligible.
When he turned around and saw the rhubarb on the ground, Zhan Feiyu was dumbfounded as the rhubarb was about to roll away. The rhubarb just fainted, so it's not dangerous in theory, but what if it turned into charcoal-grilled dog meat?
After hesitating for a long time, Zhan Feiyu stuffed the book in his hand into the lapel of his clothes, and stuffed half of the candle under the stone. He gritted his teeth, and exerted force with his thick, lotus-jointed arms. Zhan Feiyu picked up the rhubarb on the ground.
Rhubarb is about to lose weight! The little fat face turned red. Zhan Feiyu used all his strength to suck the milk, picked up the three to forty kilograms of rhubarb and staggered away.
At the same time that Zhan Feiyu left, a figure stood silently behind Yin Wuyan, gaping at the fat girl who was hunched over and holding the big yellow dog away with all her strength. Could it be that he is so cruel that he won't even let go of a dog?
Pass?
Ten, nine, eight... Zhan Feiyu's pent-up strength relaxed, and Dahuang fell to the ground with a squeak. Dahuang, who was still in a coma, let out an indistinct whine.
Zhan Feiyu panted heavily, grabbed Rhubarb's front legs with its fat paws and dragged it forward...
"Master Qi, this fat girl is quite generous." The young man chuckled. He was frightened but did not leave his dog.
One step, two steps... Zhan Feiyu dragged Rhubarb to the foot of the tree more than ten feet away. When his strength was exhausted, his hands loosened, and a dull sound of the "heavy object" falling to the ground was heard.
Zhan Feiyu rushed down the hillside with full strength like a small animal. In the blink of an eye, his fat body disappeared into the dark night. Dahuang, who was knocked unconscious by stones, lay alone under the roots of the tree.
Uh... The young man felt that his face was swollen from being slapped. Did he promise not to leave? He just threw it away and ran away without loyalty.
From the beginning to the end, there was no expression change on Yin Wuyan's young but indifferent face, "Go check it out."
"Yes!" Hearing his grandfather's rough voice, which was in the stage of voice change, the young man suppressed a laugh and disappeared into the dark forest. If it weren't for this fat girl, he wouldn't have spoken for half a month.
Lying back on his wooden bed, Zhan Feiyu, who had "escaped from death", hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, and the black figure involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Compared to the 16 or 17-year-old stupid young people in the village, that person was just like the King of Hell in the underworld, with his cold and ruthless eyes and his murderous intent without anger. Zhan Feiyu's little body trembled and he thought no more.
Don't think about it anymore, go to sleep!
It was a peaceful night and the sun was rising high.
Hearing the footsteps coming from outside, Ms. Li, who was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but laugh, "You lazy girl, you don't get up until the sun is shining on you."
"Mom, there were mosquito bites at night, so I didn't sleep well." Zhan Feiyu grinned and touched his hungry belly, "Mom, is there anything to eat?"
Mrs. Li opened the kitchen door and handed a fist-sized coarse-grain steamed bun to Zhan Feiyu, "Eat outside, it's hot here."
"I'm going to play with Shanwazi and the others." Zhan Feiyu said something vaguely while chewing the steamed buns. He had already run to the door of the kitchen. When he saw the rhubarb wagging its tail in the yard, Zhan Feiyu had a smile on his fat face.