I rewrote family history

Chapter 65 The world is in chaos
In the attached primary school.

Gradually, there was a loud noise from the northeast direction. It was the students in the junior high school shouting.The old master pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and he walked to the door of the lecture hall, half of his body was dyed by sunlight.The scroll he held in his hand suddenly lit up, and the handwriting was clearly visible, "King Hui of Liang said: 'I wish to teach you in peace'."

"Mencius said to him: 'Killing is done with a stick and a blade, and there is a difference.'"

His voice was mellow.

While speaking, he suddenly squeezed the scroll tightly with his left hand, and put both hands behind his back. His sharp cat eyes looked back at the students in the room. The room was quiet, and he asked, "What is the next sentence?"

"Said: There is no difference."

The students in the lecture hall replied in unison.

"Is there a difference between using a blade and governing?"

he asked again.

"Said: There is no difference."

The students will answer again.

The old master laughed. He spread the book and found the wrinkled page. However, he has long been able to read the Four Books and Five Classics. He closed his eyes without reading, and while shaking his head, he read leisurely: , There are fat horses in the stables, the people are hungry, and there are hungry people in the wild. This is also the case of beasts eating people. Beasts cannibalize each other, and people hate them; as the parents of the people, the government cannot help leading beasts to eat people. The evil lies in being the parents of the people. Yes! Zhongni said: "The one who started the figurines will have no descendants!" He used it to look like a human. How about..."

He read the scriptures halfway through, but didn't finish.The noise was approaching, gradually covering his voice.He opened his eyes and looked, but hadn't had time to react.The dry and white braids at the back of the head were grabbed from the ends by a burly student.

The burly student tugs tight.The old master let out a miserable cry.The classics books were trampled on by the students in the middle school, and the pages scattered.His reading glasses were also smashed.

Several desks in the front hall were put together, about three or four.The old master is like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. It is dragged to the cutting board and pressed firmly. The butcher straightens its tail, and several helpers hold its four hooves.A pair of sharp scissors approached with a cold light oozing...

"Zhou Wenxuan, I finally caught you this time."

"You are the first person in the school to cut your braids. Now that your Emperor Xuantong has abdicated, you are useless as a stereotyped scholar..."

The leading student denounced the old master's guilt.

There was a sneer and a curse.

The students of the affiliated primary school were frightened, and they hid in the corner of the lecture hall.Xu Er is no exception. Even though he has seen the brutality of "them" once, there is no door that the old master closed in a hurry.Feeling it with your own eyes is another experience. "They" had their braids cut off, and their hair was disheveled. They looked like demons, extremely terrifying.

The clamor subsides.

Tread——.

The sound of leather shoes kicking on the ground and walking quickly came from outside the corridor.

"Hello, Mr. Liu..."

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

The middle school students saluted one after another, and they became gentle again. When they heard the sound of leather shoes, they knew that Liu Changda had come.Unlike the gentlemen, Liu Changda is used to wearing leather shoes instead of soft satin shoes.The sound of his walking is also different from others.

"What does this look like? Let go of Mr. Zhou." Liu Changda frowned.It was the first time for Xu Er to see such a serious gentleman.He shouted angrily: "You are students, so just mess around, why tie Mr. Zhou up? The braid cutting order said that the braids should be cut within [-] days, and it's not even [-] days yet."

"You kidnap Mr. Zhou, which is against the freedom advocated by the Republic of China!"

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Total nonsense!"

"Mr. Zhou didn't cut his pigtails. He has the laws of the Republic of China to punish him. What are you trying to do? Do you have the right to enforce the law?"

The students in the middle school laughed a few times and loosened the old master's restraint.

"Yes, Mr. Liu taught that."

After a group of people apologized, they dispersed like birds and beasts.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu." The old master's braids were untied, and he didn't know where to throw the black Liuhe cap on his head. He hurriedly picked up the reading glasses with only one lens left on the ground, and put them on He touched the bridge of his nose, and after hastily tidying up his gown, he thanked Liu Changda.

"Sirs in the same school should help each other." Liu Changda looked at the old master with a complicated expression, "Mr. Zhou, listen to my advice and cut off the braids in time to prevent students from coming to the door again. I have time this time. Next time But it’s not necessarily the case. The student cut it, it’s too insulting to the gentleman..."

"Dignity has been swept away." The old master laughed at himself, and he bowed to Liu Changda a few times, "I'm going back to my apartment first, I'll take note of today's favor, and I'll thank Mr. Liu when I hold a banquet some other day."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the Confucian classics books on the ground, carefully picked up the broken pages one by one, and put them in the book, then bowed his head in the corridor and walked quickly towards the lecturer's apartment.

"You continue to study and wait for the bell to ring for the end of get out of class."

Liu Changda sighed, and looked around the lecture hall. After resting his eyes on Xu Er's face for a few moments, he asked the high school students to sit down again and continue studying.

"A school should be a place for reading."

He added a sentence.

Both gentlemen went out.

The lecture hall, where no one was watching, should be as quiet as before, but today it was in chaos.After experiencing the scenes just now, few people can calm down and read.They were discussing the embarrassment of the old master, the heroic appearance of the husband, and the justice and cruelty of the seniors.

"Cut braids?"

Xu Er grabbed the braid at the back of his head and pulled it in front of him. He stared at this thick black braid, which had been with him since he was a child until today.When it came time to cut the braids, I felt a little bit reluctant.A braid, after all, is something that has been used for a long time, so it is hard to avoid making a decision to abandon it suddenly.

The braid was his, but not his.Just like the old master.

It's time for him to cut his braids!
He is a student of the new school, a disciple of Mr., and should not leave behind the braids that symbolize the old times.That's right, from the first moment he stepped into Hongwen Hall, like most of the students in the school, he was envious of his husband's trendy style, because he didn't wear braids.Why, when the end came, he hesitated.

yes…….

Xu Er stunned glanced at the students in the lecture hall, and many of them had lingering fear on their faces.

They were intimidated.

"Master Hu, should I cut my braid?"

Xu Er stunned hysteria.

The gray-white fox flicked its fluffy tail, and walked to the side of Xu Er's stupid.It scratched Xu Er's hand with its claws, comforting the boy.

"Should I ask sir?" Xu Eryan understood what Hu Immortal said, and he nodded, "Yes, I should ask sir and mistress. Also, sir has scissors, I don't have scissors, no matter what To cut the braids, or not to cut the braids, you have to go to Mr.'s place."

(End of this chapter)