Zhang Sanlang looked at Li Silang a little strangely, it was so obvious that he didn't know.
"Listen to their voices and look at their hairstyles." Zhang Sanlang reminded.
Li Silang looked at the people who came in again and shook his head: "I don't see any difference."
"Look at their foreheads, they don't have much hair." Zhang Sanlang pursed his lips and spoke quietly.
Li Silang shook his head, obviously not believing what Zhang Sanlang said: "But I have heard that Hu people have no hair on the front half of their heads, but these people obviously still have hair."
"They do have hair, but compared to us, it doesn't look much. If only one or two of them have hair like this, it's normal. But these dozen people all have hair like this, don't you think it's strange?" Zhang Sanlang stared at the group. People, he said in his mouth.
Li Silang still didn't believe it: "But it doesn't just prove that they are barbarians."
"Actually, the reason is very simple. They have just grown their hair recently and were obviously bald before, so they are barbarians." Zhang Sanlang analyzed in a positive tone.
Wang Lang observed carefully and said to Zhang Sanlang and Li Silang: "They are indeed barbarians. If you look carefully, you can see their movements while drinking tea while secretly observing us. Obviously they want to learn to drink tea. If they are Han people, they will definitely move. Like flowing water.”
The three of them were pointing and pointing, when suddenly a tea guest came over from that group of people.
Zhang Sanlang was so frightened that he trembled all over: "Hu man, don't come here."
"My dear friends, I am not a foreigner. My surname is Zhao and my first name is Yibao. May I ask your last names?" Unexpectedly, the man bowed his hands and said his name.
Zhang Sanlang couldn't help but frown. This person was not familiar with Han people's etiquette.
They start calling each other brothers and sisters, which is definitely not the case for Han people.
If you are not a barbarian, Zhang Sanlang would not believe it even to death. He is thinking of a word in his mind, "You will be crowned by the monkeys".
Although I thought of this word, I couldn't say it.
If you say that the other person is a monkey and that the other person is a barbarian, you will definitely beat him to the point where even your parents will not be able to recognize him.
"Human, don't come here." Zhang Sanlang was trembling all over and stepped back.
Zhao Yibao frowned when he saw Zhang Sanlang trembling with fear and retreating.
He had already performed Han Chinese etiquette and stated his name. Why was the other party still so afraid of him?
The dozen tea guests who came with him couldn't help but shake their heads, and some even looked mocking.
Zhao Sibao stared at Zhao Yibao, drank tea, and sighed: "Let me explain clearly to you, the Han people are not that good at contacting us, but you don't believe it."
"You think that if you take a Han name and practice Han etiquette, the Han people will treat you as one of their own family, no way." Zhao Erbao shook his head and sighed.
Zhao Sanbao smiled bitterly: "In the eyes of the Han people, we are just a group of barbarians."
Although more than a dozen people were drinking tea, they still had the heart to imitate the Han people drinking tea. They couldn't help but lower their heads in shame.
Li Silang has been observing these dozen people, and now he finally sees that these are Hu people, precisely Han Chinese who have recently been naturalized.
Seeing their low self-esteem and dejected looks, he was moved in his heart.
He raised his hand in return and said, "I'll spare you the expense, I'm Li Silang."
"Guanren Li, I'm Zhao Yibao, nice to meet you." Zhao Yibao couldn't help but be overjoyed, finally someone took care of him.
He may have realized his mistake and hastily changed his title.
Li Silang was secretly amused, saying that being an official was really exaggerating his own status.
But he didn't have time to correct the other person's title, but asked: "Have you been naturalized not long ago?"
"Exactly, I wonder how Mr. Li could tell?" Zhao Yibao was embarrassed and asked in return.
"You have done a good job and know etiquette and justice," Li Silang first praised the other party and then said, "but there are still some shortcomings."
Zhao Yibao couldn't help but be overjoyed and bowed his hand again: "Mr. Li, you are my teacher. Please give me your advice."
"First of all, brothers cannot be called casually, and we cannot call them brothers and sisters when we meet. Only people who are very familiar with each other and think they are worthy of close friendship can be called brothers and sisters. Secondly, no one can be called an official, and there is no one who holds an official position. It is shameful to be called an official. I don’t dare. If you don’t mind, you can just call me husband.” Li Silang patiently pointed out one by one.
Zhao Yibao couldn't help but be overjoyed and bowed deeply: "I heard that there was a master of one word in ancient times. Today, Teacher Li teaches so many etiquettes. Please accept the bow of the students."
"This, this..." Li Silang couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that this newly naturalized Hu man would actually want to become a disciple.
He was at a loss, feeling at a loss and embarrassed.
Seeing that Li Silang was not prepared at all, Zhang Sanlang and Wang Lang suddenly started shouting: "Zhao Yibao, you have to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony."
This time it was Zhao Yibao's turn to be stunned. He did not expect that becoming a disciple would be so complicated.
Li Silang suddenly felt as if he had received an amnesty and no longer had tea in his heart.
Li Silang's real name is Li Si, ranking fourth, so he is also called Li Silang.
He bowed to Zhang Sanlang and Wang Lang and hurriedly left the Zui Chunfeng Teahouse.
His family lived on East Street, but Zui Chunfeng Tea House was on West Street. He had to pass through West Street, Guanfu, and East Street before he could get back home.
"Daddy, daddy, candied haws on a stick, candied haws on a stick." As soon as they stepped onto the threshold of the door, the two children ran out of the house.
The elder man was more than three years old and the eldest daughter was two years old. One of them hugged one of his thighs, looked at him while they kept shouting.
Li Silang stretched his hands on his sleeves twice and suddenly realized: "Da Lang, aunt, dad has forgotten, dad has forgotten."
"Daddy is a liar, daddy is a liar." Dalang hugged Li Silang's thigh and burst into tears.
Not only did the older man cry loudly, but the auntie also cried loudly. Their tears flowed down and wet Li Silang's robe.
Li Silang wanted to slap his two children hard, but he just raised his hand and put it down again.
He went out for tea today and promised to buy candied haws for a pair of children.
Now after drinking tea, I didn’t buy candied haws for my children.
It's not that he doesn't want to buy it, it's just that he is short of money.
At this time, Li Silang's wife, Li Hu, returned home with a tired face. She worked at the Zhaojiazhuang Yam Workshop.
Seeing a pair of children hugging Li Silang and crying, she couldn't help being furious. She put one hand on her hips and pointed at Li Silang with the other and asked, "Silang, are you going to drink tea again?"
"Madam, they asked my husband to go out for tea." Faced with Li Hu's accusation, Li Silang hurriedly explained.
Mrs. Li Hu was still unyielding and continued to criticize one after another: "Silang, when you went out to drink tea before, the slave family didn't stop you at all. But look now, the government has taken away all the family's savings. If you drink like this again, Tea, let’s see if you still have money to pay for pens, ink, paper and inkstones next month?”
"Madam, although I went to the teahouse, I didn't go to the private room at all. I just drank tea in the hall below." Faced with Li Hu's scolding, Li Silang felt extremely aggrieved and hurriedly defended.
Mrs. Li Hu finally couldn't help but shed tears. While shedding tears, she continued to scold: "Okay, you still want to go to the private room? Do you still want to drink the house down to be happy? How much is the private room? If you don’t have a hundred cents, you can’t go in. The slave family has worked hard all day, but they can’t earn even a hundred cents.”
"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise," Mother Li, who was spinning, stopped her work and hurriedly came out to persuade, "Everyone is hungry now, so you should make dinner."
Although Li's mother was standing in the middle, when Li Hu heard this, it was obvious that her mother-in-law was trying to take sides.
It doesn't matter that she is exhausted from work, but it doesn't matter when she comes back to cook dinner.
But the official didn't study, and he made an appointment with his friends to drink tea in a teahouse.
"Mother, I have no intention of targeting officials. Officials are scholars and should study well at home. Now that the family is in trouble, we should not go to the teahouse with our friends every day to drink tea." Li Hu heard that his mother-in-law came out to make trouble. She had no choice but to bow to her mother-in-law and explain to her through humiliation, "Now even the elder man and the auntie don't have money to buy candied haws."
The two children finally understood why their father didn't buy them candied haws. It turned out that he was using them to drink tea.
The two of them let go of Li Silang's thighs, and both threw themselves into Li Hu's arms, wailing more and more in agony.
Facing the two children who were crying more and more, Mrs. Li Hu became even more sad. While sobbing, her eyes kept wiping tears.
Mother Li looked at the two sons who were still holding Li Silang and crying. In the blink of an eye, she suddenly hugged her son and cried loudly.
This was not caused by her son. She glared at Li Silang, who couldn't help but lower his head and count the ants on the ground.
Mother Li thought for a while, then suddenly took out four copper coins from her sleeve and handed them to the eldest lady and Da Lang: "Da Lang, aunt, here, you will buy candied haws on a stick tomorrow."
The elder man and the aunt couldn't help but be overjoyed and looked eagerly at the money in Mother Li's hand.
But they were disappointed, and Li Hu took action.
Mrs. Li Hu hurriedly stopped Mother Li: "Mom, that's your old man's pocket money. How can I use it? My son's wife has already bought candied haws for the elder man and auntie."
After saying that, she reluctantly took out a bunch of candied haws wrapped in leaves from her sleeve. The candied haws still carried her body temperature.
Mrs. Li Hu took off the candied haws one by one and gave them to Li's mother, the official, her two children, and finally her own.
When the two children saw the candied haws, they burst into tears and laughed while nibbling them.
Mrs. Li Hu ate a candied haws, handed the candied haws to Mrs. Li, and went to make dinner by herself.
No matter how much she disagrees, she can't let Mother Li cook.
Officials are scholars, so naturally they cannot cook, so they have to cook by themselves.
Mother Li couldn't help but shake her head, remembering that in the past, each person had a bunch of candied haws, but now the whole family only had one bunch, and she couldn't help but blame the government.
If there had not been any efforts by the government to accumulate good deeds, the son and his divorced wife would not have been noisy, and the two grandchildren would each have a bunch of candied haws.
Although she complained in her heart, she still didn't say it out loud and just kept sighing.
The next day, Mrs. Li Hu went to work at the Yao Taro Workshop in Zhaojiazhuang, and Mrs. Li continued spinning.
Li Silang was noisy by Mrs. Li yesterday. He was no longer embarrassed to go to the teahouse to drink tea. He honestly picked up the book and started reading seriously.
He wanted to study quietly at this time, but someone didn't want him to be quiet.
The chief came to the door with an official named Hai Min and said to Li Silang, "Someone from the government is looking for you."
"Master Chai, do you have anything to do with the student?" He was a scholar, so naturally he could call himself a student in front of the chaplain and asked while saluting.
He thought he was paying taxes according to regulations. His father Li Kui was still serving in Chidao, so he didn't know why the government was looking for him.
Could it be that I talked to the Hu people yesterday, but I didn't offend those naturalized Hu people?
At this time, the officer lost his previous arrogance and instead bowed respectfully and said, "Please follow me down."
After lighting a stick of incense, Li Silang and the official came to the county government office.
The official took him into a room on the left side of the Yamen. He looked up and saw General Manager Chidao hanging there.
When he saw the word "Chi Dao", he couldn't help but be shocked. His father was already serving in the army, so he wouldn't be dragged into military service, right?
Thinking of this, he wanted to run away, but he had already registered with the government. Where could he run?
He had no choice but to enter the room uneasily, only to see two pawnbrokers, about fifty, sitting at the table.
He didn't know why General Manager Chidao wanted to find him, and he looked confused.
Although the two officials were both around fifty, one had fair skin and the other had dark skin.
The fair-skinned official nodded to him, signaled Hai Min to serve him tea, and asked him to sit down on the coffee table.
After the official introduced himself, he realized that one of the two officials was named Yu Jihan and the other was named Jia Li.
Yu Jihan had a kind attitude. He looked at him drinking tea and asked softly: "Are you Li Si?"
"The student is Li Si." Li Silang bowed his hands and answered in a neither arrogant nor humble manner.
Yu Jihan nodded, looked at him and suddenly asked: "Did you talk to the naturalized Hu people yesterday at Zui Chunfeng Tea Cup?"
Li Silang couldn't help but be shocked. Why did the government know about his conversation with a naturalized Hu man yesterday, and why did he come to talk to him today?
Li Silang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Didn't he check the almanac when he went out yesterday? Not only was his wife noisy when he returned, but he was also asked to talk to the government.
"Report to the Registrar that the student had a few words with a naturalized Hu man yesterday." Li Silang replied bravely.
Hearing the official's question, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, recalling every detail of his conversations with the naturalized Hu people.
Although I talked with naturalized Hu people, they talked about normal things and never talked about treason.
Thinking of this, he finally calmed down.
Yu Jixuan looked at him and continued to ask: "Is the person you are talking to called Zhao Yibao?"
"Exactly, the name of the naturalized Hu man is Zhao Yibao." Hearing this, Li Silang couldn't help being surprised. The government knew so well that they even knew the other party's name.
Yu Jixuan kept staring at him, and now he showed a faint smile: "I heard that Zhao Yibao wants to become your disciple?"
It's over, it's over, the government also knows about the naturalized Hu man who wants to worship him as his teacher.
I still want to continue to take the examination for merit and fame, but I have not yet thought of teaching, let alone teaching barbarians.
But it is a fact that he was apprenticed to a barbarian yesterday. This cannot be denied.
"Report to the Registrar, Zhao Yibao did propose to become a disciple of the student." Li Silang had no choice but to answer bravely.
Yu Jixuan nodded with a soft expression and asked with a smile: "Have you ever thought about becoming a teacher for the naturalized Hu people?"
What, you have to be a teacher for a group of rough guys, and they are also barbarians.
But the government has already asked, and they have to find a way to refuse.
"Report to the Registrar that the student is still studying at home, preparing to take the exam for meritorious honors." Li Silang declined politely, citing his study as an excuse.
"It has no impact on the merit examination." Yu Jihan nodded with a smile on his face: "This is not a private school, but a school. I am the mountain chief."
"Tell the Registrar, this group of naturalized Hu people want to build Chidao, how can they teach?" Li Silang still didn't want to be a teacher for the Hu people, so he found another reason.
Yu Jihan smiled softly and said calmly: "It's very simple. This is a night school. You work during the day and have classes at night?"
"Tell the Registrar, the students don't understand why they need to teach this group of barbarians?" Seeing that Yu Jihan had already explained clearly, he simply asked directly.
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