Poor children

Chapter 166

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"Big... the big master, the third master, the second master and the fifth aunt are fighting..." The boy hurried to the main hall early in the morning

"Nonsense, how could the two of them fight?" asked the boss
"I couldn't start the fight. This morning, the second master went to the side courtyard to accompany me to have breakfast with him. When he talked about Wu'er's grandma going to the battlefield, the second master said, that's pure nonsense. How about a woman practicing martial arts? Isn't it just a fake showmanship? Even if you really go to the battlefield, you just want to watch the excitement. If there is a real fight with real swords and guns, I'm afraid I won't even be able to ride a horse," the boy said

"It's broken! The second brother may have stung a hornet's nest..." Paoer laughed.

"The third boss is right. The second master said it was lively, but he didn't realize that the color of Wu'er's face had changed a long time ago. She just poured a bowl of hot porridge all over the second master's face, which burned the second master's face. His face turned black and purple in an instant, and while the second master was confused, he was dragged to the school grounds by Wuer's aunt, and asked someone to pull a horse to compete with the second master..." The boy was frothing and talking happily.

But the headmaster couldn't sit still, "No, we have to go and take a look quickly. My brother is reckless and strong. Don't hurt Miss Wu'er again..."

"To say that you underestimated women is not wrong. Why did you think that Wu'er would suffer?" Pao'er was not in a hurry and stood up slowly.

"She is just a little girl, she looks so fragile. What kind of figure is your second brother? And how tough his style is. Doesn't she suffer? Is it the second master who suffers?" The eldest master said as he went out to the school with the poor boy. go

"That's impossible to say..." Pao'er said with a smile, "She grew up with Mrs. Gan since she was a child. Her knowledge and martial arts were all personally passed down by General Gan. There are no weak soldiers under the famous general. She has been with Mrs. Gan for many years. After being on the battlefield, I’ve learned that I’m too judgmental about people’s appearance. Sometimes winning against an enemy doesn’t just rely on strength alone…”

"My little sister said that, so I want to go and see it even more. The second brother lost to her while drinking. If she loses again in the martial arts contest, it will be hard to see..." The eldest master became happier and happier as he thought about it, and his feet unavoidably sped up.
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The headmaster and the pauper were still several hundred meters away from the school ground, when they heard a crowd cheering and cheering. It was very lively. When they walked in, they saw that the huge school ground was tightly surrounded by people on three levels inside and three outside. Almost everyone in the village was surrounded by people. When all the brothers arrived, the poor boy and the headmaster went to sit on the high platform of the school ground. Looking at the darkness below, they could no longer tell how many of them there were.
There was one person sitting on each of the two horses in the middle of the school yard. The second master was holding two sledgehammers that looked like they weighed a hundred kilograms. The fifth son was holding a spear in his hand. The two of them were going to kill each other in a lively manner.
"Not bad, not bad!" After the boss sat down, he hurriedly praised, "You can see that this posture has been fought for several rounds. This little girl is still on the horse. She is really powerful..."

"Not only is he awesome, he has not taken advantage of the second master until now." When Chenghe saw them coming, he also went up to the high platform.
"Brother Chenghe" the leader stood up to greet him
The "big master" Cheng He bowed his hands and said hello

After exchanging a few words, they both sat down.
"Brother is here, where is Zi Tong?" The poor boy couldn't help but feel a little worried when Zi Tong was missing.

"Isn't Zi Tong there?" Cheng He pointed to the audience
Pao'er looked in the direction pointed by Chenghe and saw a tall man standing in the dark crowd under the stands, over two meters tall, with dark skin, wide body, wide face, wide mouth, wide shoulders and long hands. Kunlun slave, Zitong is sitting on that man's shoulder, watching the competition and cheering for Wu'er.

"This...!?" Pao'er quickly turned his head and looked at the boss

"I rescued this man from a Persian businessman. He knocked over his master's expensive spices in the street and was almost beaten to death by the Persian. How could a Persian regard a slave as a human being? We are all poor people. I couldn't see him suffering like this, so I wanted to save him. When the Persian businessman saw that he was half dead, he sold him to me at a cheap price. It took a lot of effort to bring him back to life..." the chief explained, " Then he is really a poor man..." Paoer looked at the Kunlun slave a few more times, and saw him carrying Zitong on his shoulders and caring for him carefully, and he felt a lot more relieved.
"The Persian businessman was afraid that he would talk too much, perhaps because he was afraid that he would reveal his secrets, so he cut out his tongue from the day he bought him. It was really pitiful. I brought him back and treated him like a brother. He always had a heart. He is grateful, very loyal, and extremely brave, so after much thought, I decided that asking him to protect Zi Tong is the most suitable candidate," said the headmaster.
"Yeah! Big brother is thoughtful," Pao'er nodded.
"In a few days, I will find two more suitable little girls and come back. Since you intend to keep her here, it is always inconvenient for men in my village to take care of her."

"Just let Wu'er stay with her," Pao'er said

"How can I do that? You have said it, little girl. It may be dangerous to go back. That little girl has some skills and is a confidant. You should take her to take care of you. What is Zi Tong lacking here?" Can't you take care of me? Or do you not believe me?" asked the headmaster
"How could I not know that my eldest brother is sincere to Zi Tong, so I just have to listen to my brother's advice," said Pao'er

"There is a reclusive master on a mountain not far from here, who is called Heming Jushi. I heard that he is very knowledgeable. I intend to invite him to be Zitong's teacher. What do you think, little sister?" the head master asked again.
"It's good to be good. It's just that scholars are naturally more noble. The eldest brother should treat each other with courtesy and invite good students. Never ask the second brother to kidnap people." The poor man was so busy

"Hahaha! Don't worry..."

Before the boss could finish his words, he was interrupted by a wave of cheers.
I saw two horses staggered on the school field. The second master hit the five children one after another with two hammers on the left and right. The fifth son dodged past one after another, and then stabbed the second master at the front door. The second master could not dodge and was hit by the tip of the spear. The ear was pierced
"Oh! This girl, her subordinates don't care too much." The head of the family complained, "This is your husband. If you break the appearance, let's see who will be sad in the future..."

"Brother, wasn't he still worried about Wu'er suffering a loss just now?" Pao'er asked

"Now it seems that this little girl is actually quite capable. If the second son marries her, I'm afraid he will be afraid of his wife in the future." After saying this, the boss burst out laughing.
Just as they were saying this, the second master of the school field had already been picked off his horse by Wu'er. He fell to the ground and Wu'er had a spear pressed against his throat.
"Look how dare you look down on women," Wu'er said

"My aunt, since you are so powerful, why didn't you resist when I tied you up the mountain that day?" Er Dangjia asked puzzledly.

"Why should I resist? You have tied up my uncle, and you are outnumbered. I can beat one of you, but not so many. What good will it do to me if another fishing net flies over? ?" Wu'er asked

"Oh!" The second leader still felt ashamed when he thought of the surprise attack that day, "I will not ask them to do that shameless thing again in the future!"

At this moment, someone came to report outside the door, and the person sent out to ask for ransom came back...

(End of this chapter)