Long Aotian knelt down to me [Quick Transmigration]

After Hong Zimu fell into the water and was rescued, he was dumbfounded.

The news quickly spread throughout the academy.

Not many people knew about it at the beginning, namely Hong Zimu's servant, the head of the mountain, Fang Xia and the old doctor who came to make a diagnosis. Even the watchman who rescued Hong Zimu didn't know. this matter.

Among the four, the old doctor rarely went back to the mountain, and returned to the medical clinic in the nearby town after the diagnosis and treatment. Even if he wanted to say something, he had no chance to contact the students of the academy.None of the three people in front were gossips: the boy was because it was related to his master, the head of the mountain was for the reputation of the academy, and Fang Xia was purely aware of the truth of the whole incident and did not want to involve an innocent person who was regarded as a victim inside.

This matter spread so quickly, the fundamental reason is still in the parties themselves.

Hong Yuanbao injured his hands, not his feet, and the academy is not a prison in the government, and there is no reason to lock people in their yard and not let them out.Although Hong Yuanbao was mentally incomplete, he had a lively personality. Because of his wound, he had been obediently lying on the bed for a period of time in the first few days, but when his body improved a little, he couldn't sit still and wanted to run outside.

The boy already knew what happened in the academy a long time ago, and he knew that Hong Yuanbao couldn't go out to please him now, so he naturally wanted to stop him.

So the scene that Fang Xia saw that day appeared.

A group of students surrounded the city, and the crowd burst into loud laughter from time to time. There was absolutely no kindness in that smile, and the harsh ridicule could be heard with a little discernment.

Fang Xia didn't think too much at first, he just thought that this group of students were having some fun again, but when he passed by, a student happened to turn his head back, and when he saw him, he couldn't hide his panic.

This is an obvious "insider" situation, if Fang Xia can't see it, he is really blind.

He frowned and stepped forward.

The student was really panicked, seeing Fang Xia approaching, he quickly backed away to make way for him.

Fang Xia glanced at him, didn't say much, took the opportunity to make up for it, and raised his hand to pat the shoulder of the person in front of him.

The man was stretching his neck to look into the crowd, when he was slapped like this, he immediately turned his face impatiently, "What are you doing?!"

After seeing clearly that it was Fang Xia, he couldn't swallow the final sound of the word "ah", and uttered a "quack" like a duck.

Fang Xia didn't have any intention of joking at the moment, he just raised his hand to make a gesture, signaling him to get out of the way.This time the student wanted to explain, but before he could speak, Fang Xia raised his hand in a gesture of silence: he will see for himself what happened.

In the end, the man could only shut his mouth resentfully, and walked out of the crowd dejectedly.When I went out, I was pushed and shoved by someone, and was irritatedly replied, "Squeeze why?!" As a result, the irascible brother turned his head and saw Fang Xia who came in. He was stunned for a long time, and finally got dumbfounded and joined the troubled brother out of the crowd.

After giving way one by one and going back and forth for several times, Fang Xia successfully squeezed into the encirclement of three inner floors and outer three floors, and finally saw the innermost situation clearly.

It was Hong Yuanbao.

A piece of paper was spread on the floor, and Hong Yuanbao was squatting there writing. The white paper was covered with ink stains, and in the middle was written a character so disfigured that even Fang Xia couldn't recognize it.

Not only on the paper, Hong Yuanbao's body and face were also covered with ink.

He was wearing a light-colored shirt again today, and the black ink stains were particularly obvious on it, and he was in a panic.

But he didn't know why the other people laughed, and when they laughed, he just laughed too.

With the ink smudges here and there on his face, the whole person is even more ridiculous.

Watching this scene, Fang Xia felt his blood pressure soar.

He took a deep breath and coughed heavily.

The onlookers on the other side finally noticed his existence, and the piercing laughter became sparse in an instant, and in the end only Hong Yuanbao's thin "haha" was left in the space that suddenly fell silent. reverberate.

Fang Xia looked around lightly, "Are you all free?"

These students who were watching also knew that what they did was not a good thing. After being asked this question, they all lowered their heads like little quails.

Fang Xia turned his attention to Hong Yuanbao after the students who were onlookers received the punishment for copying books (the culprits who had suggested ideas were doubled) and left.

Hong Yuanbao didn't know what happened, but he keenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. He didn't dare to run over as soon as he saw Fang Xia as usual, and he didn't even dare to call for someone. The ink on it wiped the originally clean cuffs black.

Seeing this situation, Fang Xia wanted to sigh even more.

He didn't even know he was being bullied. This situation was completely different from that of Xiao Shangqin back then.

As for the latter, among the people who bullied him in the Li Dynasty's palace, except for one Fu Shou who surrendered quickly enough, the others encountered various "accidents" early on.It can be said to be a coincidence once or twice, and it happens every time, Fang Xia is not stupid - he just turned a blind eye, in that damn place of the Li Chao Palace, there is no way he can survive without being ruthless.

Fang Xia recalled the past, and deeply felt that his heart had experienced the vicissitudes of the world, like his old father.

But when his thoughts turned back to the present, he still sighed and wiped the ink on Hong Yuanbao's face with a handkerchief. It was all dry, and it couldn't be wiped off without water, so Fang Xia didn't bother, and asked instead, "How is it safe?"

Ping An was the boy Hong Yuanbao brought to the academy. He was a smart guy and loyal to Hong Yuanbao. With the other party watching him, it is reasonable to say that what happened today would not happen.

Hong Yuanbao originally thought that he would be beaten, but he didn't expect to be wiped off his face, and immediately regained his energy. Now Fang Xia asked him, and hurriedly shouted, "The medicine is bitter!"

Although Hong Yuanbao's speech was not coherent, he could understand other people's questions, but it was not certain that others could not understand his answers.However, most of the time, after patiently analyzing, you can still understand the meaning of his answer.

For example, at this moment, Fang Xia realized after thinking about it, that the boy went to the town's medical center to get medicine for Hong Yuanbao.

Since the servant can rest assured that Hong Yuanbao is alone, it is obvious that the latter still has the basic ability to take care of himself.But after what happened just now, Fang Xia was still worried about Hong Yuanbao being alone, so he simply asked someone to leave a message, and brought Hong Yuanbao back to him.

Fang Xia washed the ink stains on Hong Yuanbao's face, hands, neck (God knows why it got here?) with water, and changed clothes for him. Have time to ask him what happened.

The group of students just now also faltered and explained the situation, but obviously not all of them.

It's just that it's not a problem to be around there, after the trouble got bigger, it was Hong Yuanbao who was laughed at, and Fang Xia sent them away.

So after returning now, it took Fang Xia another half an hour to figure out what was going on from Hong Yuanbao's narration, which was confusing, making gestures, and jumping out of words from time to time.

In the old days, once the man of influence in the academy became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat, he naturally caused many people to gloat over his misfortune. to provoke.This time, for some reason, someone heard about the "big talent" who was so stupid that he couldn't even write, and some people clamored to "teach him to write".

Such an "interesting" situation, of course, is a series of ten or ten rumors.

Soon, Hong Yuanbao, who was learning calligraphy, was surrounded by crowds, and it became the scene that Fang Xia saw when he passed by just now.

Fang Xia pinched the center of his brows, feeling that those students really had too much time to spare if they had the energy to make such a fuss.

He deeply felt that the number of times of fine copying just now was still too small, and he would discuss with the teachers later that he could still catch up with the progress of this coursework.

Thinking of this, Fang Xia raised his eyes and saw Hong Yuanbao who had a puzzled face but still lowered his head to admit his mistake. He felt his head hurt even more.

In fact, it was said that Hong Zimu would pack up and leave the academy after the poetry meeting, but no one would have imagined that "Hong Zimu" would become "Hong Yuanbao" after falling into the water.In the latter case, it is very difficult to go on the road alone, even if there is a servant to take care of it, the situation is not much better.

The head of the mountain was also afraid that there would be troubles on the road, so he could only send a letter to the Hong family, asking Master Hong to send some people to pick up his son.

Fang Xia pondered, with the traffic level at the moment, it's really hard to say the delays this time.In other words, Hong Yuanbao didn't know how long he would have to bear the mess for that intruder.

Thinking of this, Fang Xia only felt more and more panicked.

Even though he exposed Hong Zimu's matter, Fang Xia would do it again even if he did it again.But for Hong Yuanbao, the unlucky innocent being involved, Fang Xia still felt a little guilty, which was why he took such special care of him during this time.

Just like this moment, Fang Xia sighed again, "If you want to learn calligraphy, I'll teach you."

When Yang Shouche came over, he saw this harmonious scene of teaching and learning.

Seeing the two people who were very close to the other side, an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart, and his original walking steps froze.Seeing Master Fang raising his hand to correct another person's pen-holding posture, Yang Shouche's heart tightened, and before he realized it, he had already said, "Master."

Fang Xia greeted Yang Shouche upon hearing the voice.

But after all, the two have experienced hardships together. Fang Xia felt that he was familiar enough with the Son of Destiny in this world. Yuan Bao's hand snapped his pen back into the stick-holding posture.

Fang Xia originally thought that it would be very difficult to teach Hong Yuanbao to learn calligraphy, but in fact, he found that it was not the case. The invaders left behind not all messes. The muscle memory left by the other party over the years, as long as Hong Yuanbao used the pen correctly Postures and many words can be written down with inertia.

It's just that the latter is mentally incompetent, holding a pen becomes holding a wooden stick. Once this posture is deformed, without the muscle memory left by the intruder, he will poke an ink dot on the paper like poking an ant hole Stamping with a dot of ink, that's probably the way Fang Xia saw the four faces outside just now.

In this way, Fang Xia's original teaching of characters has completely turned into a gesture of wrestling.

However, at this moment, Fang Xia is glad that he discovered this by accident.

Remember that memory is time-limited.

Didn’t you see that nine years of compulsory education plus three years of high school started from morning to night, and the pen calluses on the knuckles were worn thickly, but once you got out of that environment and spent a few years typing on the keyboard, when it was time to start writing, you would still forget to write. Character.

In Hong Yuanbao's situation, if he didn't practice, he could only forget it faster.

The intruder ruined the reputation of the original owner, but he slapped his ass and left, so he should leave some kind of reward, right?Leaving only such a little skill is really cheap for him.

Fang Xia thought about this in his heart, looked up at Yang Shouche, but immediately noticed the ugly expression on the other side, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

But Yang Shouche seemed startled by Fang Xia's question. He touched his face subconsciously, bowed his head hastily, and replied hastily and hastily, "It's okay."But having said that, the performance is not such a performance at all.

After the boy left the copied book, he excused something and left quickly.

Looking at the back, it can almost be said that he fled in despair.

Fang Xia:?

What's the matter?In such a rush.