Tibetan Sea Pearl

"Teacher is so kind to you!" Other students gathered around in confusion.

"It's because the teacher is very kind to me, so I don't want to hurt his heart. Mr. Wu has no respect for his elders, and his words are rude, which hurt the old father's heart. It is useless for us to visit Mr. Wu at this time. The punishment has already been punished." It's gone." Yang Silang didn't lift his head, his eyes were all on the book and paper.

Yes, I have been beaten. I heard that the beating was not light. Although he was protected by Mrs. Wu halfway, he only suffered more than a dozen sticks, but with such a thick wooden stick, even if he was merciful, he was beaten to pieces.

Mr. Wu climbed over the wall to enter the temple, did not return drunk, had a violent temper, and even made rude remarks against his elders. He should be punished for any one of them, and he should have been punished a long time ago.

The other students nodded one after another and dispersed like birds and beasts. "Let's be like Shiro, read the book carefully in the room, lest the teacher ask us about our knowledge and fail to answer, which will hurt the teacher's heart."

Poor Mr. Wu was recuperating on the bed for several days, but he still couldn't get out of bed.

Mrs. Wu personally took Jinchuang medicine and applied it to her youngest son. The powder scattered on her back. As soon as the unhealed flesh and blood were stained with the powder, there was a burst of tearing pain, and Mr. Wu let out a scream of "Aww".

Mrs. Wu patted her youngest son on the head heavily, "When your father punished you, why didn't you give in? Now I know it hurts."

Mr. Wu stopped shouting, and gritted his teeth, "I would rather die than surrender, and I will never bow to these old sour scholars."

The old lady Wu hated him for not being up to date, so she threw Jinchuang medicine on the table, "You have the ability, take it yourself." In the end, she couldn't bear it, so she called a maid to give the medicine.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw the servants at home rushing through the courtyard, staggering and almost falling.

"What happened? You're in a panic." Mrs. Wu walked towards the servant and complained unhappily.

When the servant saw Mrs. Wu, it was as if he saw a savior, and he stepped faster and faster, "Old lady, go and have a look, two servants suddenly came to the mansion, and said that we were ordered by the prefect to invite our young master. Confrontation in court, master is not at home..."

This bastard must have committed something outside, and even the yamen came to the door. Mrs. Wu looked back in the direction of her youngest son, and was led by her servants to the front yard.

The two servants were sitting on pear-wood armchairs drinking tea, and the butler stood aside respectfully, pouring tea and water for them himself, "I don't know what the magistrate is looking for my young master?"

"After the Buddha Bathing Festival, the ancient pine tree that had been in Guangxiao Temple for hundreds of years was chopped down."

Mrs. Wu stepped into the front yard. She was shocked when she heard this sentence. She had seen the ancient pine tree in Guangxiao Temple before. How long has the history, it seems that when the city was there, the ancient pine was there.

Thinking about it again, the Buddha Bathing Festival has just passed two days, and the youngest son has not been out of the house since he came back from Guangxiao Temple, so the old lady Wu walked in calmly, "You two poor men, why is there such a big problem?" thing?"

"Isn't it? It's a good tree, so you can cut it down." One of the yamen's servants replied, "The little teacher from Guangxiao Temple came to the city to report the case, otherwise everyone would still be kept in the dark."

Mrs. Wu sat on the armchair at the top and drank tea with the servants, "This murderer is too lawless, he dares to cut down the trees in the temple."

Wu Daru was highly respected, and the two yamen servants were afraid of Confucian teachers, so they were very polite when they came here to mention people, "This matter is very important, please ask Young Master Wu to come with us."

"You two poor men, did you make a mistake? The dog has been punished for contradicting his elders these days and has been staying at the house to recuperate. He hasn't gone anywhere, let alone cut trees." Mrs. Wu smiled, "We But there are witnesses."

The two yamen servants also smiled, "Acting in accordance with the law, I hope the old lady will not interfere and embarrass us, the sky is bright and clear, Young Master Wu is innocent, our prefect will let him come back." They asked again, "Where is Young Master Wu? "

"The young master can't go with you, the young master can't get out of bed because of the cane." The butler hurried over to stop him.

"If you can't get out of bed, then carry it." Yacha apologized to Mrs. Wu, "Old lady, I'm sorry, we are also enforcing the law impartially."

The old lady Wu was helpless, anxious in her heart why the servant who had been sent out to find the master hadn't returned yet.

When the yamen came in to pick up the man, Mr. Wu was lying on the bed, with his head resting on his arms, his head tilted to the other side of the wall, and fell asleep.

The two yamen servants did their own work and woke up Mr. Wu. He couldn't move, turned his head, stared at the yamen servant in official uniform in front of him with wide eyes, and came to his senses like enlightenment, "You can't touch me! I It's the young master of the Wu family, and my father is Wu Daru, a famous Confucian teacher in the city."

The Yacha sneered, "In front of the court's laws and regulations, everyone is equal. Don't say you are the young master of the Wu family, even the prince is the same."

"You can't do this, how can you do this?" Mr. Wu yelled.

……

The fact that the centuries-old pine tree in Guangxiao Temple was cut down was widely circulated in the city.

Hong Jiao ran in quickly, and told Su Yue the rumors she heard outside, "The little teacher from Guangxiao Temple went down the mountain in person, and knelt at the gate of the magistrate, begging the magistrate to find the murderer and give Guangxiao Temple justice."

"Someone even made a special trip to the mountain and went to the temple to see this century-old pine. Hey, don't mention how crippled it is. The branches and leaves have been cut and sawed. It's horrible. How much hatred the murderer has for this tree."

Su Yue flipped through the dustpan and looked at the medicinal materials brought back from Guangxiao Temple on the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival, without looking back, "Who is so cruel, this is a tree, not an enemy."

Hong Jiao moved closer to Su Yue, and said in a low voice, "Second Miss, do you think Mr. Wu did this? On the day of the Buddha Bathing Festival, Mr. Wu once uttered nonsense, saying that he would cut this tree down. Count and see if there are 500 years."

Su Yue smiled and shook her head, "Mr. Wu can't be that stupid, he cut down the tree as soon as he said the words. Doesn't it mean that there is no silver 300 taels here?"

Hong Jiao squatted on the ground, with a round face in distress, "Who did it?"

"Now there is excitement to watch." Su Yue put the dustpan on the open space, clapped her hands, "Come on, let's watch the excitement too."

I found two sets of servant's clothes, the master and the servant changed into them, covered their heads and thick eyebrows, and went to the magistrate's hall.

Su Yue and the others went too late, the gate of the magistrate's lobby was already surrounded by people from the inner three floors and the outer three floors, and most of the people in the city had come.

The Japanese plague has been eliminated, the common people live and work in peace and contentment, and the city has been peaceful for a long time, and there has not been such a big gossip to watch for a long time.

Su Yue took Hong Jiao's hand, and the petite bodies of the master and the servant walked through the crowd of onlookers, and finally squeezed to the front of the team. There was a stretcher in the middle of the lobby, and a person was lying on the stretcher. People say that man is Mr. Wu.

What's wrong with Mr. Wu, he looks so motionless, can't he be dead?