After the ancestors fell

Chapter 12 Visiting the Master
Butcher Hu rubbed his eyes, thinking that maybe his son said something wrong, or he heard it wrong.

Unexpectedly, the little girl admitted directly, "I beat your son."

In the end, I don't know what she did.Anyway, Butcher Hu came home angrily and beat Hu Tiedan again.

This happened a few times, even if someone was beaten by her again, most of them would bear it if they could bear it, and if they couldn't bear it, they would continue to bear it, and dare not go home to complain.

But the boss is reasonable, if you don't mess with her, she won't talk to you.And it's never been heard that the boss really beat anyone badly.

After a long time, many children are willing to follow her, especially those little beggars who follow the boss to fight, win more and lose less.

Because of the prestige of the boss, the children in the town did not dare to throw stones when they saw them, and let dogs chase them at every turn.Except—more work to do, but fortunately, I can get food, and there are fewer friends who starve to death.

The three of them glanced at each other, and pushed back the money, "Boss, take back the money, it's just to do some work, how can I ask for your money."

Mu Qingfeng looked indifferent, and his voice was crisp and cold, "The money is not just for the three of you. I have other things to do in the future, and I won't go to the mountains as often as before. Do things for me, and the wages will be paid." I can't do without you."

"Where did you get the money, boss?"

They all know the situation in the boss's family. In the current situation, the boss is obviously not short of money.

The three of them were somewhat curious.

Hearing the three people asking, Mu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows quietly, with an indifferent look on his face.

"My father gave it to me." The crunchy voice made people feel a little smug in their casual heart.

"Shen Hanlin?"

Everyone in the town knew that the father of the two sisters was Shen Hanlin, who was a high-ranking official in the capital.

Although some people say that the Mu family is not a woman, the two sisters are not necessarily Shen Hanlin's own flesh and blood.

But what if?
After all, the garden they live in now belongs to Shen Hanlin.If he didn't admit it, why didn't he drive him out?

In fact, the sisters are actually a little upset that the source of the money is dumped on that scumbag father in Beijing.

This is tantamount to adding bricks and tiles to his image of a loving father, is he worthy?

However, the word Shen Hanlin is quite famous in the small town, and borrowing his name can save a lot of trouble.

As for whether things will fail in the future, Mu Qingfeng said that we can talk about it in the future.Anyway, don't worry about debts.

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Qinghe Academy is the academy with the best reputation and the highest repair cost in Qingjiang Town.

Because Master Wen of Qinghe Academy is a juren with both ability and political integrity, there are not many students under his name, and most of them are academically successful.

It is said that there were 12 scholars who passed the examination, five Juren, and three who were officials in the court, including Shen Hanlin.

This kind of fame has attracted more students to come here, hoping to get advice from Master Wen.

Outside the gate of Qinghe Academy, two little girls stood at the gate for a long time with a basket on their shoulders.

"Will they take us?"

Mu Hongfei was very worried.She wanted to come in her heart, but reason kept making noises in her mind.

Keep saying: This is wrong, this is wrong.

However, every time she saw her sister's cold face, she couldn't help but become more determined.

It must be possible, she comforted herself quietly in her heart.

After a while, a teenage boy came out of the academy, saw the two sisters, and called them over.

"Let's go, Master Wen has promised to see you."

Stepping up the steps and walking into the academy, you will be greeted by the scent of books that seem to be cleared.

There are tall plane trees on both sides of the road, which look a little old.Going further in, there are evergreen pines and cypresses in all seasons.Several students read poems and books under the tree with books.

Mu Hongfei completely calmed down, she suddenly remembered what Mu Qingfeng said that day.

What about women?What talent?What Joan of Arc?
She would read, read like a man, read real books.

In the study room, an old man with a goatee and a green cloth robe sat high on a chair.Looking down at the two sisters.

"You two are Yuan Hui's daughters?"

Yuan Hui is Shen Hanlin's character.In order to meet this famous Master Wen, Mu Qingfeng spent a lot of effort, even invited his confidants and book boys out to get to know him well.

The title of scumbag father is the stepping stone this time.

Seeing the old man's serious face, Mu Hongfei was a little scared, but she felt that she was an older sister and had to protect her.

"Wen Shan...Master, yes...Yes."

Master Wen nodded, "What are you doing here?"

Mu Hongfei is really nervous now.

She gritted her teeth, secretly cheered herself up, looked up at the old man, and said the purpose of her trip, "Master Wen, we want to study with you, and hope you can accept us."

The old man laughed, and he wondered if it was really because he lost his hearing when he got old?

"For your father's sake, this old man pretends he didn't hear what you just said." Then, he asked the boy to take the book, gave it to Mu Hongfei, and said condescendingly, "This "Girls' Training" was given to me by the old man." Go back to your meeting ceremony."

He never thought about it, how could the two children understand this book because they were illiterate?
Mu Hongfei was in a hurry and wanted to ask him, but was held back by his sister.

"Sister, let's go."

Having met this very famous Mr. Wen, Mu Qingfeng felt that this trip was not in vain.In the whole Qingjiang Town, she had never heard of any family sending a baby girl to school.

As for the wealthy family, she has never seen such a thing before, probably like her mother, Mrs. Mu, asking a female gentleman to teach some poems and songs to give female celebrities the art.

The libretto of Mu's poems is excellent, and in the lonely night, she sometimes sings under the moonlight.

At that time, she thought the two children were asleep, but she could always hear it several times.

Outside the wine shop, wine flags fluttered, opera drums burst out, and there was an endless stream of clapping and applause.

A few little beggars were standing in the corner, watching with admiration the little girl's nimble hands and feet, and she climbed to the roof in twos and threes.

Lying on the roof, Mu Qingfeng tapped his ears with his hand, the sound was really too loud.

The voice from the stage was babbling, the tone was obscure, and the voice was rough, like tofu dregs that had been trampled to pieces.What a torture.

She remembered the songs her mother always hummed on moonlit nights, um—like sweet wine balls.

After such a comparison, Mu Qingfeng felt proud in his heart.But I didn't realize that there was something wrong with comparing my mother with an actor.

Closer to home.

After satisfying his curiosity, Mu Qingfeng started to get down to business.She scanned the hall with her eyes, and finally saw the person she was looking for in an accord on the second floor.

(End of this chapter)