“Woo woo woo woo…”

"Okay, sell my books..."

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Just as the city was celebrating and the entire Gulou Street was immersed in the festive atmosphere, a desolate cry at the corner of the cross street attracted the attention of most people.

I saw an old woman in a coarse village dress sitting down in front of Shihan Hall, crying heartbrokenly.

A guy dressed as a guy stood in front of her, feeling embarrassed, holding a bookcase in his hand.

The old woman cried a little harder, which was hard to ignore. Everyone on the street felt sympathy and surrounded her.

Even the prison students who were about to scatter after looking at each other, turned to each other.

Japan is now becoming famous. Since it has encountered something that the people are concerned about, how can we miss it?

...

"Auntie, please stop crying, look, everyone is attracted!

I don’t know, I thought what happened to our Shihantang!”

The friend at the door of Shihantang saw a crowd of people coming over, and immediately panicked and bowed to the old woman on the ground and asked.

This guy looks like a twenties and looks pretty, not like a treacherous person.

He did not scold and humiliate the old woman on the ground, but seeing the old woman crying more and more sadly, everyone became more and more curious.

"Hey, that guy, what's going on? Are you bullying people?"

Among the onlookers, someone finally couldn't help asking.

The guy couldn't help but jumped and said, "Heaven and Earth have a conscience! We have bullied people in Shihantang?"

"What's going on? Will the aunt cry at your doorstep for no reason?"

Someone in the crowd questioned again, which caused a burst of echo.

The guy sighed and said helplessly: "This aunt insists on buying a set of Thirteen Sutras in our Shihan Hall..."

"You'll just sell her!"

"But this aunt doesn't have enough money?"

"Then you can sell her cheaper. On this happy day, the merchants next to her have lowered their prices..."

"That's right, you can make enough money, don't be too stupid!"

Faced with all kinds of criticism, the guy was really guilty and his face turned red.

But the aunt, who probably saw someone supporting her, didn't get up, sat on the ground and cried, "Grandmasters, the old woman is also a man of age, how can she have the face to act like a debt?

But... the old woman brought the money she saved for five years to buy a book from Shihantang for my son who was about to die of illness, but she didn't sell it to me!

My poor son..."

"Wow!"

Originally, everyone thought that the old woman cried because she had no money to buy, but who knew that she had money to buy a store but didn’t sell it!

This is simply outrageous!

The crowd was in anger and countless people were filled with righteous indignation.

"Where are the unlucky things, where do you come from? Why don't you sell them? Isn't you looking at people with a bad eye?"

"If someone doesn't sell the money, then you're doing nothing business! It's closed!"

"Wow, I'm so angry during the Chinese New Year! Don't stop me, I have to smash this bird shop for him today!"

"Everyone, everyone! Listen to my words, listen to me!"

The young man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, bowed and bowed, and his face was full of grievance.

But at this moment, the crowd kept crowding, and I wanted to beat him up so many times, who would like to listen to his noise?

Fortunately, at this time, the Imperial College Supervisory Students who had been watching felt that it was finally time for them to come on stage.

After whispering a few times, the students beside them began to maintain the scene.

"Quiet!"

"Please be quiet first!"

"Please wait for all the locals!"

They wore Confucian robe and were originally figures of the official level. After some words and actions, they finally calmed down the faint out of control.

At this time, the first student of the supervisor clasped his fists around and said, "Dear local geniuses, please wait a moment."

Although today's incident is hated, the students seemed to have something to say when they saw the clerk of this bookstore.

Let's listen to what he says first, and then make plans.

If he can't tell the truth, this is where the Imperial College Imperial Building is located, and such unscrupulous businessmen will not be allowed to exist."

"good!"

"Well said!"

The people around him were moved by Master Qingtian to make decisions for the people, and the people around him cheered.

Seeing this, the student of the Imperial College flashed a hint of joy in his eyes, and then he turned his body and said to the Shihantang clerk: "I am Zhang Yuan, the student of the Imperial College Inner Room, and his name is Zifen.

Today, all the local geniuses are polite and will not do anything that will be punished without teaching.

What do you have to say, just come."

The guy looked at Zhang Yuan in awe, bowed and said honestly, "This master..."

The prison student around him burst into laughter, and Zhang Yuan was also amused and cried, saying, "I can't be called a master, just call my husband."

When he said this, Zhang Yuan's expression was a little unnatural.

There is a difference between calling him a husband and calling him a husband.

If you are a supervisory student and fail the exam, you are qualified to be called a master.

Because Juren is the master.

Ke Yinjian, only the qualification to participate in the provincial examination is equivalent to the status of a scholar, and can only be called a husband.

Although Yinjian does not look down on the juren who have fallen out of the list, they are still envious of their identities.

The guy didn't seem to understand much about these things, he just nodded in a daze and said, "Oh, yes, my husband, the master, understand:

My Shihantang is definitely not a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich or is greedy.

Although we were not allowed to sell a set of Thirteen Sutras and this aunt due to our difficulties, our boss paid the money and bought a set of Thirteen Sutras from other places, and gave it to this aunt for a short time.

But if this aunt doesn’t want to, we really can’t do anything!”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and became more confused, and most of them didn't believe it.

But when I saw the bookcase in the guy's hand, I had to believe it.

Zhang Yuan was also stunned, looked at the old woman and said, "Old man, is this guy telling the truth?"

The old woman was still crying, but she nodded and said, "It's the truth."

"Huh!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and they couldn't figure out what they were doing.

Zhang Yuan also frowned, looked at the woman, then looked at the guy, and then said to the sad old woman: "Old man, why do you have to buy his books?"

The old woman said, "This husband doesn't know that the old woman was originally a Zhao family in the second Xianzhuang fifteen miles west of the city. Her husband died of illness for eight years and only depended on one son for life.

Because I got a son in my old age, when my husband was here, I taught my son every day to study hard, and then to be a scholar and a juren in the future.

My husband heard that there was a bookstore in Shihantang, which was the best book in Daqian.

Therefore, I saved money and saved a lot of time before I asked Zhuangzili's elementary school teacher to bring back a set of Four Books and Five Classics from the capital.

I just regretted that my life was so painful that a few days after that, my husband died of illness, leaving us orphans and widows to live.

Fortunately, my son is good at studying, not greedy, not naughty, and he continues to study hard every day. Even the teacher in school praised him for his good study and will definitely be able to enter the school.

Just as I was planning to go through this year, I would go to take the exam.

But who knew that my miserable son had hemoptysis and could not afford to suffer from illness, and he would not live long..."

"well!"

Everyone was very compassionate, and when they heard about such tragic events, they all felt very sympathy.

Then the old woman said again: "How many doctors have been hired, they all said they can only wait for a long time. No, the old woman's eyes are almost crying and blind, which is useless.

But I have a broad mind and only say that my life should be like this. I don’t have to worry too much. I also advise the old woman not to cry all day long."

The more I said it, the more miserable it became, and the eyes were red.

Some people have ideas to hire famous doctors, some have contributed folk remedies, and some are willing to donate some money and help.
To be continued...