I don't want to be king

Chapter 57 Old Tears

The huge playground, when it is small, has 60 people, old and young, and when it is large, it has 700 or [-] people.

That's not counting the seven or eight hundred residents of Baiyun City who were watching by the side.

This is no longer the so-called playground, they call it a square.

The teaching order was disturbed. According to Xie Zan's idea, a fence was built, just like the original barn-renovated school, and idlers were not allowed to enter.

In the end, it was stopped by Lin Yi, and only fences were set up outside each classroom, and the playground was open to the public.

This kind of stable and harmonious atmosphere is what he likes to see, it's better than letting these people idle to fight and kill.

"Qi is like a wheel, the whole body must follow each other, if there is no phase, the body will be scattered, and there will be no strength"

He Jixiang, who lost his teeth, had only a few teeth left. He lost two more in the fire a few days ago, and now his speech leakage is even more serious.

The people on the playground were struggling to listen, so they dared not make a sound, for fear of mishearing a sentence, or even a word.

All were silent for a while.

When Lin Yi walked over, no one was willing to look directly at him, let alone greet him.

Lin Yi shrugged and didn't care at all. It's a good thing everyone is eager to learn.

After crossing the playground, go straight to the school's office.

Passing by a classroom, the legs have already passed, suddenly remembered something, took a step back with his right foot, leaned back, and saw Hong Ying through the unpasted window.

Hong Ying also saw him, took the initiative to open the door, and smiled obsequiously, "My lord, why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, I felt like I was talking nonsense. When will their prince not come to school?

Lin Yi curiously poked his head into the empty classroom. There were Hong An, Fang Pi, Cui Gengren, and a dozen others whose names he couldn't name.

"You bastard, you have no manners at all!"

Hong Ying yelled loudly into the classroom.

"My lord is a thousand years old!"

Hong An and Fang Pi have rich experience and are very proficient at kneeling. The others were stunned for a long time before kneeling down.

"Children, don't kneel at every turn, they are easy to get schizophrenia,"

Lin Yi waved his hands impatiently and said, "A man should stand upright."

"Yes."

This time, everyone's response was finally unanimous.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Yi has rarely seen Hong Ying recently.

Hong Ying pointed to the people in the room and said with a smile, "My lord, they are all good seedlings.

The slaves conveyed the teachings of the prince to them, so that they can be the prince's help in the future. "

Mingyue behind Lin Yi looked at the aggrieved Hong Ying with a wrinkled face, and couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile. He felt wronged for the manager.

It's obvious that they are teaching these people martial arts, but they can't say it clearly.

Although after the battle with Wen Qian, the manager changed his image of the five scumbags in the heart of the prince, but the change is still limited.

Now, if the prince knew that he was teaching martial arts, he would definitely say that he misunderstood his son.

There was probably a bit of disdain in his tone.

How could the majestic Manager Hong be willing to lose face in front of everyone?

"It's okay, the main thing is to warn them not to fight,"

Lin Yi didn't think much about it, "I want to enjoy the years of peace and stability in this Baiyun City, and whoever disturbs the law and order of this Baiyun City will deliberately make it difficult for me."

After speaking, he turned and left.

autumn.

There is a lot of rain in Baiyun City, and sometimes it comes without warning, and the raindrops just fall out of thin air so suddenly, smashing the big plantain leaves.

Xie Zan, a great Confucian of the generation, is lying on Lin Yi's "invention" without any image at the moment, on the reclining chair popular in Sanhe, with two legs that have already degenerated and deformed on the table in front of him, holding a small teapot in one hand, and from time to time I poured a sip into my mouth, making a sizzling sound.

He is already old, and he has long since lost the illusion of "arms, lips, and tongue". Now, isn't he just trying to be comfortable and at ease?

However, after being demoted to Sanhe for many years, he has been living in poverty, lingering on his last breath, how can he ever enjoy a day!

Today is such a day, it is like a fairy.

The wind picked up, shaking the window blades from side to side.

He put down the teapot again, walked to the window with heavy legs, held the window closed with his hands, looked at the rain outside, and suddenly said with emotion, "I don't know if it's raining in Baocheng."

Bian Jing teased, "Master Xie, are you homesick?

We are reduced to Sanhe, and we can't even return home. It's really sad and deplorable! "

"Wang Qingbang, you old bastard, you really hurt me,"

He Jixiang said to Wang Qingbang angrily, "You said you and I had no grievances or enmities, so why bother!"

If it weren't for Wang Qingbang, an old bastard, who was advancing and slandering the saint, how could he have fallen to this point!

"Lord He, you and I are both smart people, even if the old man doesn't say anything, His Majesty won't let you stay,"

Wang Qingbang said with a wry smile, "If it wasn't for the old man's idea of ​​exile.

According to His Majesty's wishes, all the members of your He family will be killed. "

"Even Nie Youdao, who can't even be called 'chasing wind and shadow', can be slaughtered.

Let alone you? "

Chen Desheng smiled and said, "It is said that the Holy Spirit trained in your army when he was Qianlong. You are a very good general soldier."

The tone of the word "good" is deliberately emphasized.

"Hey..." He Jixiang's face turned red and then turned pale. After a while, he sighed, "It's too late for regret!"

He knew that what they were telling was the truth. Strictly speaking, Wang Qingbang saved his life unintentionally!

"Okay, everyone has been together for so many years, who doesn't know who?

Why bother to turn over these old things now? "

Xie Zan did not look back, continued to look out of the window, and said dejectedly, "Your return date is not yet due, and Sanhe Yeyu is flooding the autumn pond.

Why cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about Sanhe and the rainy night"

I couldn't help but burst into tears and choked up several times.

"Thank you sir"

He Jixiang was also infected after listening to this poem, and couldn't help sighing, "Don't be so sad, this old man is worse than you, if you don't forgive me, I'm afraid you will die here in this life."

"Gentlemen, what day is today?"

Cao Heng said carelessly, "Crying and crying, if you tell it, it will make people laugh."

"Unknowingly, the old man has been here for eight years,"

Xie Zan wiped the corners of his eyes, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I really miss my old wife, I made everyone laugh.

"When it comes to grievances, old people are no less than you!"

Bian Jing snapped his fingers and said, "This old man has been here for 27 years!

Among you, this is the one who has been here the longest.

Both his wife and daughter have joined the Jiaofang Division, and now there is no news."

As he was talking, the always cheerful old man suddenly squatted on the ground, crying loudly, with snot and tears.

This startled everyone.

"Lord Bian"

"Brother Bian"

"Brother Bian"

Everyone stepped forward to appease.

It's a pity that not only did they not comfort them, but they were affected by each other, and they started to cry.

All the old people burst into tears.

ps: If you have a ticket, give it to me!

(End of this chapter)