Chapter 3: The Harpies

As usual, the State Children’s Eunuch Priest Hu Yan, after a short nap, then to the toilet out of respect.

He’s a chronic, takes everything in stride, and takes everything in stride.

Everything as usual, into the pit, stepping on the pit in the padded board, at this time Hu Yan, the mind is still thinking of an article read today, although at this time in the pit, but the interest, can not help but read up in silence: “Ancient gentleman to establish himself, admired not to be placed, non-…… ”

Boom ……

Hu Yan’s words ended abruptly.

Squatting in the pit, Hu Yan, first a blank head, and then leaned over, like a porcupine, wailing, carrying his own pants rushed out.

This pit is a dry toilet, squatting place and the lower cesspit connected, after that muffled sound, Hu Yan is covered with golden things, both woeful, but also feel the stench of the sky.

Hu Yan lifted the waistband of his pants on one side and howled, “Who, who is it?”

As he spoke, he saw a group of teenagers running away in a hula.

Hu Yan stood still, his mind blank.

When he gradually began to accept the reality, this Yongle Dynasty originally from Jiangxi Nanchang Province, and rare to culmination of kung fu is known as a modest gentleman but can not help but curse angrily: “Poke big mother mother!”

………

Enough to bathe for an hour Hu Yan, arrived at the Minglun Hall in a rage, summoned the beings, he still lingering anger, shouted sternly: “Who did it.”

The teens were silenced, but silent.

These are the descendants of military generals, and they are still righteous, betraying their fellow students? Lowly!

Zhang Yoking stood straight, could not help but feel proud of himself, and he could not help but be proud of having done such a great thing.

But ……

Everyone didn’t squeak though.

At this moment, the eyes of the teenagers, however, were all looking towards Zhang Yoking one by one.

The smile on Zhang Yoking’s face gradually disappeared.

I’m sure I won’t sell out, but it makes sense that a teenager can’t hide anything in his heart.

Zhang Yoking subconsciously said, “Enshu …… is not me!”

When he spoke these words, Hu Yan was not only angry, mixed in with the anger was an indescribable humiliation.

He insulted the old man’s intelligence!

Then there was a roar from Minglun Hall: “There is no more stubborn and bad among all the students than this vertical son of yours!”

The sound shook the rubble!

Hu Yan this great Confucian origin of the State Scholar, at this moment incarnated into a good at fighting Wang Bakuan martial artist.

Zhang Yoking: “Ouch ……”

Zhang Anshi is a kind person, the rabbit died, he could not bear to see the scene of Zhang Yoking being punished.

But …… there is a good side to everything, at least now Zhang Anshi …… has finally succeeded.

He was fortunate enough to take a big step forward from the most vicious of the royal relatives, under his own efforts, and is now …… in the penultimate place.

It seems that if this continues, the whole Nanjing City will change his image, and he …… will be a new man!

Zhang Yoking was almost spanked, chirped and grunted, and went down to the school with the help of all the teenagers.

Although he was beaten, he was red-faced and rambled, “Brother Zhang, am I being righteous? I didn’t confess everyone together.”

Zhang Anshi crossed his thumbs, “Guan Yunchang reincarnated is no better.”

Zhu Yong also nodded his head in a chicken-pecking manner to express his approval of Zhang Yoking.

Zhang Anshi added: “It’s rare that we are all righteous people, both temperamentally compatible, but also all righteousness, why don’t a few of us burn yellow paper and be brothers?”

Zhang Yoking limped, that sentence just now had been his last stubbornness, in fact, he was now in so much pain that he could not speak.

Zhu Yong, however, was in high spirits, “Good, good, let’s be righteous in the peach garden.”

Hu Yan’s school is not every day, after all, he is the State Scholarship Priest, according to the rules are five days to teach a day of homework.

Five days later, Zhang Anshi rushed to the academy in a flurry of excitement, Zhang Yoking and Zhu Yong actually also came a long time ago, Zhu Yong wailed, “Jieyi, Jieyi!”

Even Zhang Yoking said, “Master Hu is going to start the class, need to hurry!”

Zhang Anshi smiled and said, “I brought yellow paper.”

With that, he pulled out a wad of yellow paper from his sleeve.

“Which one of you brought the chicken?”

“Chicken?” Zhu Yong and Zhang Yoking looked at each other in dismay, “Why do we still need to eat chicken?”

Zhang Anshi sighed and said, “It’s not eating the chicken, it’s killing the chicken, we are properly bonded as heterosexual brothers, of course we have to be on a first name basis, killing the chicken and drinking the chicken’s blood is the only way to be overly friendly.”

Teenagers happen to be the most ritualistic, which, of course, can be roughly described as middle-aged.

Zhu Yong listened and nodded his head in a chicken-pecking manner, “Anshi understands everything, but just where do I go to find chickens?”

Zhang Anshi coughed, “I also heard chickens crowing just now.”

Zhang Yoking’s eyes lit up, “Ah ah, this is the chicken raised by Master Hu.”

Hu Yan is a purist, after all, is a scholarly official, and thanks to the Great Ancestor High Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang’s blessing, the official’s treatment is extremely low, living in Nanjing City is quite difficult, so his own family in the backyard to raise seven reedy chickens.

Zhang Anshi sighed, “It’s urgent, what should we do?”

“It is a pity that my injuries are still not healed right now, or else ……” Zhang Yoking was anxious at this time.

Both of their gazes went to Zhu Yong.

Zhu Yong’s eyes widened, “Won’t let me steal s**t!”

…………

Gobble Gobble ……

Snapping and slashing.

Right here in the corner of the front yard of the schoolhouse, amidst a pile of weeds, the reedy chicken’s neck lolled and blood splashed out.

Zhu Yong carried the knife, showing his teeth, while later putting it away, cursing under his breath, “This must be a hen, gibbering.”

The three of them burned yellow paper and drank chicken blood, followed by the natural clich茅d performance, which is nothing more than the same year, the same month, the same day born this set.

Zhang Anshi was the oldest and became the eldest brother.

Zhu Yong is the second, since he is the second.

Zhang Yoking is the youngest, so he can’t help but be the youngest.

When they heard the banging of the clapper, the three of them were busy running to Minglun Hall.

Hu Yan was actually in an exceptionally good mood.

He sublimated.

After all, time always washes away unpleasant memories.

It is true that, as the book of Shangshu says, there is tolerance, and virtue is great.

He was again as he had been before, teaching without fail with a reserved and courteous smile, as if the former unpleasantness had never happened.

After a lesson, he did not care whether the teenagers listened attentively, all things can not be investigated deeply, if found a little what?

So after class, the first one to run away with a bucket was precisely Hu Yan.

It’s not like I can’t help but be in a happy mood after mixing up another class.

He had returned to the back of the house and was about to go back to his study.

But then, a voice was heard, “Come on. ”

It was Mrs. Zhou’s voice.

Hu Yan frowned, he didn’t like the daily fuss the lady made.

But the legs were still going in Zhou’s direction without a fight.

“Master, you …… you …… to count ……”

Hu Yan’s eyes then fell at the chicken coop, and he calmly recited, “One, two …… five, six, seven ……”

The word seven was just halfway out, but quickly retracted.

Hu Yan’s breathing began to rush, and he stretched out his fingers this time, lest he had missed it, and continued to count, “One …… two …… six …… Where are the chickens. Where is the chicken? How is one missing?”

Zhou said, “Could it have gotten lost?”

“Not at all, usually even in the compound did not see lost ……”

When Hu Yan said this, his body could not help but tremble, his face waxed yellow, and between the flashes of lightning and fire, it was as if he had thought of something.

“Yes, yes, it must be those harpies!”

“Erected children? Could it be that the master is talking about those children? But they are children ah ……… not to mention your disciples…”

Hu Yan almost jumped up, “Just because it is the old man’s disciple, the old man feels bad, the old man is a teacher, what he taught himself, don’t you still know?”

Hu Yan’s heart ached.

This is not a chicken thing …… No, this is a chicken thing, a chicken raised so big, can be worth a lot of money, almost worth Hu Yan s salary for a few days.

Only then did Zhou suddenly remember something: “When you say this, I do remember that this morning, there was a person of not small size, always probing his head here in the backyard ……”

“Is it one with a dark face and a mole on his forehead?”

“Exactly!”

Hu Yan pounded his chest and fell to his feet, wailing, “Zhu Yong …… is not a son of man!”