Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

It is not easy for people like them to go to school. Not to mention whether they can afford to pay the bills, even if they pay the bills and start school, the loss of pen, ink, paper and inkstones in the process is not something ordinary families can afford.

The master of Yiyun Academy is an old scholar in his 50s, whose surname is Jiang. The academy is located in a small courtyard of his own home. There are only more than 20 students in it, and most of them belong to ordinary families in the south of the city. Children, and a child from a nearby village that a family sold for iron.

So when everyone prepared so many gifts, Fan Ziyi felt sour and almost cried. He knew better than anyone else that Master and the others needed these so much.

"Thank you." Fan Ziyi didn't know what to say, so he could only keep saying thank you.

Wenfa put his arms around his shoulders and said with a hearty laugh: "We are brothers, so thank you for everything. Your wife is our wife, as it should be."

Li took out his pocket and gave him five taels of silver to buy something: "..." Brat.

Not only that, Luo Shi also took Wen Yao to make a lot of extra food, and asked them to put it all on the carriage and take it with them the next day.

Wen Yao was idle, so he went with him. Wenying couldn't stand Mr. Su's torture, so he ran away too.

A group of people drove straight to the south of the city in two carriages.

Compared with the prosperity in the city, the south side of the city is much deserted. The people on the street are much more plainly dressed than in the city.

When Wen Yao came last time, he thought it was remote and there were no people here. This time, when he took a closer look, he realized that this place is equivalent to a village in the city, and the closer it is to Yiyun Academy, the more obvious it becomes.

Under Fan Ziyi's guidance, the group finally arrived at the entrance of Yiyun Academy.

There is only a simple plaque hanging on the small door. The four words "Yiyun Academy" on it have faded due to age.

Because of this, it adds a sense of vicissitudes that has gone through wind and rain.

Fan Ziyi ran forward and knocked on the door, and soon the door of the academy opened. A man who looked like a boy opened the door and was stunned for a moment when he saw so many people and carriages outside the door, until Fan Ziyi shouted: "Songshan, Master is there?" "

The boy named Songshan also saw Fan Ziyi and said with surprise: "Master Fan?" Didn't it mean that Mr. Fan followed his parents to make a living elsewhere?Why are you back?

"What are you doing?" Songshan looked at Fan Ziyi in confusion, and then at the group of people behind him.

Fan Ziyi suppressed his excitement and said quickly: "Songshan, go and tell Master that Mr. Qiu is here."

Although he didn't know who Mr. Qiu Fan Ziyi was talking about, he saw a kind of boy and girl surrounded by an extraordinary man. Songshan understood. He first saluted a few people: "Guys, please come in and wait a moment, little one." Now go find your master."

"Excuse me." Everyone nodded in greeting.

Songshan welcomed a few people into the door and then hurriedly ran to find his master.

Fan Ziyi looked excited when he saw everything familiar in the familiar academy, and explained to several people: "That was Songshan just now, the boy who took care of the master's daily life. He was said to be a boy, but he was actually working and studying here. His family was poor and his parents couldn't afford it, so he was asked to serve his husband, who would also teach him how to read and write."

Several people nodded in understanding.

Soon, Matsuyama led a lean old man in his 50s towards them, walking in a hurry.

"Ziyi." Master Jiang shouted when he saw Fan Ziyi's eyes light up.

Fan Ziyi immediately burst into tears and gave a deep student salute: "Sir."

Master Jiang quickly pulled him up and looked him up and down: "Why are you here? Have you been studying hard recently? Ziyi, you are talented and smart, and your chances are much greater than others. No matter where you go, you must not do it. You’re wasting your studies, you know?”

Everyone could see that Mr. Jiang really cared for Fan Ziyi.

Fan Ziyi nodded repeatedly: "It's not abandoned. The master and the lady arranged for me to enter the academy the second day after we arrived in Yunwu Town. You don't have to worry."

Master Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and warned, "You must study hard, you know? The opportunities your father won for you are not easy."

"Ziyi knows." Fan Ziyi quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes before quickly introducing him to Master Jiang.

"Master, let me introduce you to these guests from Yunwu Town. This is Mr. Qiu, these are the young lady and young master of the master's family, and these three are the young master and young lady of the second master and third master's family. This is Mr. Xie, this is Mr. Jin,..."

After Fan Ziyi introduced them one by one, Qiu Zhi raised his hand and hugged Master Jiang: "Qiu Zhi, I brought a few children to visit you today. Please forgive me for disturbing you."

Several other people also saluted respectfully and called out: "Hello, Mr. Jiang."

"Okay, okay, they are all good children." Master Jiang responded with a kind smile, and then turned his eyes to Qiu Zhi.

Master Jiang looked at him, seeming hesitant and unable to believe this name.

"Qiu Zhi? Sir...?"

Qiu Zhi smiled slightly: "It's just some false reputations given by the world."

Master Jiang's pupils were shocked, and his whole body was excited.

"Mr. Qiu is famous far and wide. It is my honor to meet you today. Please pay me my respects." Mr. Jiang said as he excitedly saluted Qiu Zhi.

Qiu Zhi hurriedly stepped forward to support the person: "No, no, Mr. Jiang is hiding in the city, and he teaches and teaches regardless of his fame. He is the person Qiu admires."

Master Jiang didn't expect that he would be praised by this great scholar all over the world. His old face turned red and he said sheepishly: "I don't dare to take it seriously."

"Master, why don't we go in first?" Fan Ziyi saw that Master Jiang was so excited and wanted to drag Qiu Zhi to continue chatting, but had to remind him that they were still standing in the yard.

After being reminded by him, Mr. Jiang nodded excitedly: "Look at my brain, I'm old after all. Sorry, sorry, Mr. Qiu, please come inside, Songshan, go make tea quickly and take out my treasured Longjing." , just use that one.”

"No, no, no, anything is fine, we don't choose." Qiu Zhi said quickly.

Master Jiang could not refuse: "Although my conditions are not very good, I still have to have the proper etiquette. Mr. Qiu, please give me this way. Please give me this way."

"Please." Qiu Zhi walked side by side towards the study with him, and the others followed behind, looking at the small courtyard curiously as they walked.

Caught off guard, the group of people locked eyes with the heads that poked out of a room next to them.

Seeing that they had discovered it, the teenagers in the room seemed to panic for a moment and hurriedly hid.

But there were also some who were bold enough to poke their heads out and look at them curiously, and some who were close to Fan Ziyi simply glanced in the direction of Master Jiang. Seeing that he seemed to have no time to care about them at the moment, they boldly stretched out their hands and waved. , shouted:

"Fan Ziyi."