Chapter 478 Liu Ming Is on Fire, Hates the Poor and Loves the Rich

The crowd dissipated, leaving only a few idlers pointing at Liu Ming who was standing still. ΔWw W. 』Lie Wen. CC

I am done!

Liu Ming is very aware of the danger of losing his student status if he doesn't.

Fang Xing didn't even need to do anything, as long as he entered Chunwei's examination room, no matter how good the essay was, the examiners would not dare to take the risk to admit him.

It would be a disgrace to Confucianism to admit him!

And even if he returns home, he won't have any privileges!

Lost dog, if you don't hit you, it's considered a high incense, and you still want privileges?

You are so beautiful!

It wasn't until the middle of the sun that Liu Ming staggered towards the city.

When we arrived at the inn, the shopkeeper pointed at the baggage placed at the door, and said disdainfully: "The small shop and temple are too small to accommodate a big Buddha like the guest officer. Please do what you want."

When the guests in the lobby saw Liu Ming, they laughed and pointed.

Things spread faster than expected!

Liu Ming lifted the burden, showing a smile uglier than crying, and was about to speak, but the shopkeeper shook his head, "The inns in Jinling City, except for those shameless, will not receive you. You should go home as soon as possible."

"Xing He Bo is really amazing, even I want to learn Fang Xue from him, but I don't know if he will accept it."

The two scholars passed by Liu Ming, those words of admiration were like thorns, piercing his heart.

"Definitely not."

"Why?"

"Didn't someone go there last time, but the people from Zhixing Academy said that the current semester has already recruited students, so we will talk about it later."

"That's a pity..."

Back at the academy, those students still didn't want to go to class, but they were drunk by Xie Jin with a straight face.

"Fang Xing, I want to fly in that hot air balloon!"

Wanwan also came along,

To pester Fang Xing is to sit down once.

"Are you really going to fly?"

Fang Xing asked Wanwan sideways, with a provocative look on his face.

Zhu Zhanji was shocked, and wanted to stop him with words, but Wanwan said happily: "If you want to sit, if you want to sit, it's nice of you to wake up."

"Brother Dehua..."

Fang Xing violently picked up Wanwan, and spun it around quickly.

"It's taking off..."

"Cluck!"

Amidst the crisp laughter, Wanwan put her arms around Fang Xing's neck, overjoyed.

"Master, someone wants to see you."

Fang Jielun stayed home today and was unable to see the miracle, so he felt aggrieved, his old face was full of displeasure.

"Cluck..."

Wan Wan regretfully was put down by Fang Xing, but just stopped, her small body fell to the ground, so frightened that Fang Xing quickly hugged her, and said with a smile, "Would you like to fly next time?"

Wanwan raised her small face, and was about to retort unconvinced, but her chest and abdomen twitched, making her face pale.

"hurry up!"

Fang Xing knew what it was after seeing Wanwan's complexion and trembling body, and hurriedly ordered: "Go and pour a cup of hot tea."

After waiting for Wanwan to stop feeling nauseous, Fang Xing asked, "Uncle Jielun, who is it?"

Fang Jielun also looked at Wanwan worriedly, and distracted when he heard the words: "Master, he is a young man, his nose is bruised and his face is swollen from the beating, and he said he wants to be a teacher."

Um?

Fang Xing was puzzled, and then went to the front yard.

"It's you?"

As soon as he entered the front hall, Fang Xing saw the young man carrying firewood today, but his clothes were torn and his face was bruised.

The young man was standing timidly, but when he saw Fang wake up, his body trembled, then he knelt on the ground, and said with tears in his eyes, "Uncle, I want to study!"

"Why is this? Hurry up!"

Fang Xing frowned and asked someone to help the young man up, and then saw that his lips were dry and cracked, but the cup of tea on the coffee table hadn't moved at all, and he couldn't bear it.

After the young man was helped up, he choked up and said, "Uncle, I went to sell firewood today, but I was told that I have mud legs and want to climb high branches... I don't accept it, I think I can read..."

Anger appeared on Fang Xing's face, and he asked, "Who is it?"

Needless to say, the person who attacked must have seen the scene where the young man asked Fang Xing earlier, and the other party had an extremely hostile attitude.

"I don't know."

Young people seem to have no regular customers.

Fang Xing sighed in his heart and asked, "What's your name?"

"The younger one is called Li Ermao."

Seeing Fang Xing's cheerful face, the young man couldn't help jumping for joy.

"Who's in the house?"

"Only my mother is at home."

Fang Xing exhaled, and ordered: "Fang Wu."

"master."

"Take him to see Mister."

Fang Xing turned around, and the hardness in his heart was instantly suppressed.

There are as many people as big as Li Ermao, Fang Xing can't save them one by one after all.

"But I can't ignore it when I see it..."

There is still a long way to go, but we can't ignore it.

So what if he broke his promise not to accept any more students!

Fang Xing thought for a while: "Li Ermao, bring your mother here."

Li Ermao knelt down in fear and said, "Uncle, the young ones dare not, the young ones can support the old mother, the young ones..."

Fang Xing suppressed the sudden anger and said, "Should I listen to you or mine?"

"Uncle..."

Li Ermao's tears finally couldn't help falling down, and burst into tears instantly.

"Since my father passed away, no one has ever treated my little one like this, my little one... woo woo woo..."

So there was one more student inexplicably in the academy, and he was still an illiterate student.

Fang Xing went back and told his wife and concubine about it, both of them felt a little sad.

"Husband, is that Li Ermao married?"

Zhang Shuhui thought about the candidates for the maid in the family, and felt that such filial and studious young people must not be wrong.

"have no idea."

Fang Xing thought about it and went to the academy.

"I don't even know how to read, but you dare to join us? Know yourself and go home!"

The previous section was a physics class, and everyone was very interested, but a classmate in ragged clothes came, and we couldn't help but look sideways at him.

And Xia Ming's reaction was the strongest, he frowned and said, "I don't know what the head of the mountain is thinking, but I almost got selected as a scholar the year before last, and I don't like the smell of you. With you around, I can't concentrate on my studies. So, you better go now!"

Li Ermao stood there in embarrassment, and the students around him lowered their eyes, either reading or staring blankly.

He wanted to leave, but thinking of Fang Xing's attitude, he froze in place for a while, but a huge grief was smoldering in his heart.

"I just want to read..."

Xia Ming said disdainfully: "Not everyone can read. If you don't have talent, it's useless for you to study. Besides, I think you are here to eat and drink for free. Why waste your time! Get out!"

It's time for the next class soon, Xia Ming urged impatiently.

Li Ermao's chest was heaving rapidly. He resisted when he was beaten today, and even defeated his opponent, but what followed was Wucheng Bingmasi.

The people from Wucheng Bingmasi didn't listen to what happened at all, and beat him up directly, and all the injuries on his body came from this.

That person was called Zhan Xun, and Li Ermao clearly remembered what those people from Wucheng Bingmasi had said to him.

"Hey! Isn't this the son of Zhan Fangji who was tortured by the Ministry of Criminal Justice!"

"I, Zhan Xun, have never suffered such a loss. Catch him. When my father is out of the government, I will have to take his whole family away..."

Li Ermao was thankful that he ran fast, and those people didn't really want to catch him, so they escaped unharmed.

Why? I just cut firewood for a living, why did the people from Wucheng Bingmasi beat me without asking why?

This world is unfair!

I want to break these injustices!

Li Ermao took a deep breath and was about to sit down.

Unexpectedly, Xia Ming became impatient, he came over and grabbed Li Ermao by the collar, and shouted, "Get out!"

"laugh!"

Li Ermao's clothes had been washed many times, and there were patches in many places. When Xia Ming tore it, it was torn from the neckline to the chest.

"you……"

No matter how much Li Ermao could bear it, he couldn't help it. This dress was made of fabric his mother bought from chickens. He wore it carefully every day, but he didn't expect it to be ruined today.

Xia Ming let go of his hand, wiped it on his waist, frowned and said, "It really stinks, how long has it been since you washed? Hurry up..."

"Hurry what?"

An indifferent voice came from the door of the classroom.