Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 20 The Master
Seeing the towering city walls of Xi'an City from a distance, the hearts of everyone finally fell.

A group of people returned to the Escort.

Fang Buwen went directly to the garden pond and continued his fishing business.

"Young master, what is this?"

Huang Lin washed it, and when he was about to go out, he ran into Uncle Fu who was slipping around.

"Where is Uncle Fu slipping away? I just went out to pay homage to my father, and my body is smoky, and I have to visit Mrs. Hu in a while. I am afraid I will be rude, so I will come back and wash up first."

"That's right, have you prepared any gifts? How about this old slave lead you there?"

Fu Bo's eyes, wanting to do something, almost overflowed.

"No, no, there is someone to lead the way, I will go back as soon as I go."

Huang Lin waved his hand to bid farewell to Uncle Fu.

The servant who knew the way was already waiting at the gatehouse.

As the brother said, in broad daylight, there is nothing to worry about in the city.

And the so-called Jiangyang Bandit may be the group of people who didn't meet just now.

I picked up a square inkstone in the pen and ink workshop, and took a knife and rice paper, and then rode to the old master Hu's house.

With the servants, from the east of the city to the west of the city, the buildings and houses on the roadside are getting older and older, and the eaves are getting shorter and shorter.

Pass through an alley and arrive at Hu Fuzi's house.

Huang Lin always thought that the scholars in the Ming Dynasty had many benefits, good remuneration, and merchants and landlords attached to the land, so their life should be very superior.

Moreover, when Mr. Hu was teaching before, although he was dressed in a relatively simple way, he was tidy and tidy, and the word "poor" was definitely not visible.

But the sight in front of him broke his conception
The dilapidated gate yard, the smelly water, garbage and some messy things on the side of the small street exude a weird smell.

This is definitely not a place where rich people live.

Knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

Old Master Hu's voice sounded not far from the door.

"Master, student Huang Lin, come to say hello."

Although the door was not opened, Huang Lin still bowed respectfully outside the door.

"Squeak~"

There was a harsh door opening sound.

"It's Xiao Huang Lin, please get up, but you can't do martial arts?"

Master Hu obviously wanted Huang Lin to go on the right path.

It has only been more than half a year, and Mrs. Hu suddenly looks like he has aged more than ten years. Although he is still meticulous, his hair was only a little gray before, but now it is all white and white, and his face is much older.

"Master, what is this?"

Huang Lin asked worriedly, maybe something happened to the old master's family.

"It's nothing, it's just that he was ill some time ago. This person is old, and his body will not be able to cope with this illness."

"Hey, the old man is busy talking, come in quickly."

Huang Lin gave a few instructions to the servants around him, and then followed his master into the door with his things in hand.

The small courtyard is a bit cramped, but it is well-organized and some small vegetables are planted, but the smell of herbs in the air is a bit strong.

"Father, but are they here again?"

Huang Lin, who was looking after his master, heard a young man's voice coming from the wing.

"It's a dog."

The master turned around and spoke to Huang Lin, then turned back and said loudly:

"It's the old man's student, you can rest at ease."

"Brother, this is it?"

Huang Lin became even more curious. The smell of herbs and the young man who needs to rest in the room, is he injured?

"Ugh"

Master Hu led Huang Lin to the hall, poured the tea himself, and then told the whole story.

The master is now in his fifties, and his family background was fair in his early years, so he devoted himself to obtaining fame and fame.

After marrying a wife and having children, it took another three years before he was admitted as a scholar.

At that time, he was thirty-two, and the new emperor came to the throne. He thought that the time was coming, and he was happy, so he changed his name to "Qui", which means to win the first place.

It's just that he devoted himself to studying in those years, and the expenses of the family of three were all supported by his wife, and the family was increasingly struggling.

And the status of a scholar does not make the family rich as Huang Lin imagined.

There is status and status, but Xi'an, as a prefecture, has a lot of recruits, let alone scholars.

Therefore, in addition to not kneeling before seeing officials and not being punished for litigation, he also exempted a few handymen and a few acres of land taxes.

The landlords and businessmen that Huang Lin knew used their land properties to avoid taxes and the like, which was the privilege of Juren.

After absorbing the new knowledge by popular science, I heard the Master continue to preach:
"As a last resort, the old man can only study in order to pass the provincial examination, and teach the children of several families to make up for his family's income."

The master looked out the door, recalling the past.

"For more than ten years, I have not been able to pass the township examination, but the teacher has gained some reputation and became the scripture teacher of several big families, and the family moved to the east of the city."

"It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. Kui'er's mother suddenly suffered from a serious illness, and she went away not long after. At that time, she was a little disheartened, and Kui'er was already in Mongolia, so she didn't come to be a tutor for others. Occasionally, some students also came to the house Studying is just a little less money."

"Qui'er is very talented. Last year, I was selected as a scholar in the college examination. This old man has also resolved his knots, so I went to enlighten you."

"Can"

Old Master Hu was talking about the key point when a voice came from the side room:

"Father, don't talk about it. Jin Yiwei is arrogant and domineering. The child will be punished even if he is famous. This matter can't be left alone. When the child recovers from his injuries, he must go to the government office to sue him."

Huang Lin heard Hu Kui yelling at Jin Yiwei, so he couldn't help saying loudly:

"What if the government doesn't accept it?"

"Then go to the chief secretary. If it doesn't work, I will go to Beijing to sue the imperial court! I don't believe that Jin Yiwei can cover the sky with one hand!"

Hu Kui was obviously a scholar, and had never been beaten by the society. Ever since he spoke, Mr. Hu kept stroking his beard and sighing.

Huang Lin thought for a while, then whispered a few words to Master Hu, seeing him nodding, he continued:

"It is said that you are a scholar who is useless. If you are like this, I am afraid that you will be tied up before you leave Xi'an Mansion."

"They dare!"

"Why don't you dare? They dare to do something with your fame. Isn't it normal for someone in the wilderness to kill someone?"

"Even if they die, it won't make them feel better. If a scholar is killed, the Yamen will definitely investigate. I still have my classmates to testify."

"You've died a hundred times, what about Master? Master is only 53 now, and once this happened, it will be the same as 70. If you really died unexpectedly, Master is afraid."

These words hit the nail on the head, and the room was silent for a long time before faint sobs could be heard.

Huang Lin didn't provoke him any more, turned around and asked:

"How could Brother Hu offend Jin Yiwei?"

The master sighed: "Oh, chatting with my classmates in the restaurant, talking about Jin Yiwei's torture and extortion of confessions, ransacking of family members, happened to happen. After being taken away, I refused to think about it. If it wasn't for the fellow magistrate Son, I'm afraid he won't come back, even so, he will be fined a lot of money."

Gee.
"That's the case, alas. Let's not talk about it. Didn't you go out to practice martial arts? Why are you back?"

It was rare for a student to come to visit, and it was impolite to talk about his family's disaster for a long time, so Master Hu asked about Huang Lin's recent situation.

"The student has already joined the Huashan School, and he also paid homage to the master who practiced martial arts. This time, when he returns from leave, he is paying homage to his deceased father, and it is also an announcement of good news."

"Huashan School? I've heard of the Huashan School too. It's a good reputation. Have you ever failed in your studies? Although I don't know martial arts, I also understand the truth that different paths lead to the same goal. Don't just focus on practicing martial arts and forget about your studies!"

The Master's desire to encourage learning is still alive.

"Students understand. I also mean to ask you for advice. What should students learn in the future?"

It's not that Huang Lin wants to abandon martial arts and turn to writing. Now that Golden Finger can copy books, he wants to get some purposefully first.

The martial arts secrets are out of reach for the time being, so I plan to do some liberal arts first.

As a modern person, he didn't understand what to learn first and then what to learn in the Ming Dynasty, so he could only ask Master Hu for advice.

Moreover, he quite agrees with what the master said. He has a high level of knowledge, and he can understand things like martial arts secrets.

"Well, you have learned three hundred thousand and a little "The Analects of Confucius". Next, you can learn the Four Books. Do you know what the Four Books are?"

Huang Lin was a little confused when asked, if he asked which martial arts secret book belonged to which school, he could figure it out one, two, three, but this.
"Eh, the Four Books, there is the Chunqiu Shangshu of the University, and there are others?"

He kept guessing and made up three books intermittently before being interrupted.

Mr. Hu was the first to see him and said he was right, and nodded in satisfaction, but his face darkened as he listened to him.

Otherwise, this is guesswork!

"All right, all right, I'll get it for you, and I'll take a good look at it later, if you don't understand anything, come here by yourself, if you are in Huashan, you can write a letter."

There is still a long way to go to cultivate a prodigy, and I don't know if I can correct this child when I am old.

The old master shook his head and sighed, while walking towards the room.

When I came out, I had several books in my hand.

"You have the Analects at home, so I won't give it to you. Here are "Great Learning", "The Doctrine of the Mean" and "Mencius". Take it."

After handing the book to Huang Lin, he continued:

"There is no food at home, so the old man won't let you eat. You go back and study."

Huang Lin came late, and Mr. Hu didn't prepare any food at home. He was afraid that he wouldn't get used to it, so he wanted to drive him back.

"Master, the student has asked his servants to prepare a table of food, and it will be delivered in a while."

Just as he was talking, the servant came in with a few mistresses and a food box.

"Coincidentally, just as I was talking, I arrived."

Huang Lin looked at his master with a grin.

After the food was set, Hu Kui came out staggeringly, being called out repeatedly by his master.

Fair and clean, refined and gentle, although he can't compare with Huang Lin in appearance, he is handsome.

The injury wasn't serious, with some boards on his buttocks, it seemed that Jin Yiwei didn't kill him.

He just needs to lie down and rest.

It may be because of his thin face, seeing Huang Lin as a strange child in the hall, his face turned slightly red.

It was this kid who woke him up by scolding him just now, otherwise we don't know what disaster will happen to him in the future.

I want to thank but I feel a little embarrassed.

"Huang Lin met Brother Hu."

Huang Lin was young, so he took the initiative to greet him.

Hu Kui reluctantly replied: "Brother Yu, forgive me, Brother Yu is in poor health, please don't be offended."

The Master pays attention to "eat without talking, sleep without talking".

The three finished their meal in silence.

Huang Lin saw that although Hu Kui was a little bookish, but he was upright, he asked:
"Brother Hu, what are your plans for the future?"

"Fortunately, brother virtuous gave me a good head shot, otherwise brother Yu is afraid that he will do something stupid, so he will focus on his merits in the future."

Hu Kui thanked him again.

"Why support a family?"

Just like Hu Fuzi when he was young, this Hu Xiucai was only interested in studying.

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When Hu Kui was asked by Huang Lin, he realized that he didn't seem to know anything except reading.

Now even if he is like his father, he may not be able to work as a tutor or open a private school. If he offends Jin Yiwei, no one will dare to invite him.

And I don't know if Jin Yiwei will continue to drag this matter in the future.

"My master knows that Changfeng Escort Bureau belongs to my family."

Hearing what Huang Lin said, he didn't know what he meant, so he raised his eyes and looked at Huang Lin.

Huang Lin went on to say: "Now my brother is in charge of the family, but he needs to be filial, and everything is inconvenient, and I am also studying art in Huashan. The escort agency needs a reliable person to help."

"What does my brother mean?"

Hu Kui was a little uncertain.

"Just as Brother Hu thought, the younger brother wants to ask Brother Hu to come to Changfeng for help. Usually, there are no trivial matters, just managing accounts, and don't worry about delaying brother's studies."

Now the escorts in the escort agency are all staffed by Huang Ying when he was there, and the management was quite chaotic before.

Although his elder brother is in charge of the family, he is stuck in the backyard, and those escorts are also difficult to control because of their seniority.

Now it is unexpectedly discovered that Hu Kui is not bad, and he can not only show favor, but also control the accounts of the Escort Bureau in his own hands.

"Thank you for your love, Brother Yu, but it happened suddenly, Brother Yu needs to think about it."

Hu Kui glanced at his father, seeing that he didn't speak, he didn't immediately agree.

"It's okay, Brother Hu also needs to take care of himself first."

Huang Lin smiled, then turned to Master and said:

"Master, the student has bothered me a lot today, so I will leave."

"Well, you can go, my little tea book, the old man won't keep you. If you have academic problems while you're at home, you can come over."

Master Hu stroked his beard and nodded, extremely satisfied with Huang Lin.

Saying goodbye to his master, Huang Lin went out to take the reins from his servants, and got on the horse.

Now, it's time to go back and deal with the Escort.

(End of this chapter)