When he woke up in the morning, Kang Fei felt refreshed and every hair was full of energy.

I have the plug-in in my hands.

Breakfast was bought at the squeak cake shop at Wu Dayizi's pancake shop at the street corner. Although Wu Dayizi is a pancake, it is not ugly to make pancakes. The aroma of pine nuts and walnuts is strong. The filling candy and lard is full of mouth when it bites open, and the mouth is so hot that it is crooked... Kang Fei ate two pancakes in a row, and drank two bowls of porridge with the pickled tender ginger. He put the bowl down and ran away.

"Stand here for me." Mrs. Kang waited for her son to finish breakfast before she was about to set rules for him, and criticized the fact that he bullied Fat Di last night. But Kang Fei was not at all here and had already flew away. My mother said that her left ear went into her right ear...

Si Niang taught her children for more than a moment, and even Dai Chunlin began to get impatient and coughed, "I made an appointment with a few classmates in the school yesterday to go out for a spring outing in the northern suburbs today..."

Mrs. Kang couldn't help but blame her husband, I was teaching my son, you, as a man, refused to even copy and make a puppet next to you, and even went out for a trip... Kang Fei, who was scolded with his head down, looked up and said, "Old man, you are going to go out for a spring outing! Take me there."

Needless to say, it must be the Slim West Lake. In my prime, I rolled up the pearl curtain and won the reputation of being a brothel. It is exciting to think about it. It is said that Slim West Lake is full of brothels!

Dai Chunlinkong clenched his fist and put it to his mouth and coughed, then said with a stern face: "We are going out for friends in school. That's what are you going to do? Stay at home."

Kang Fei curled his lips, "Dad, you underestimate people now. Your son, I, Dai Kangfei, have a title of immortality, now both civil and military, what is the point of writing poetry? It's not that I brag, I'm not afraid of Wang Shizhen when he comes..."

He could not help but sneer when he heard this, "Wang Yuanmei wrote a poem about phoenixes at the age of nine. She was famous for a while. She was a famous child prodigy in Jiangnan. Now she has passed the Jinshi. She is young and promising. I am not as good as him. What were you doing when you were nine? You are peeing and mud..."

The Fourth Master took a few scandals about his son when he was a child, and then taught him a lesson, "Although you meet an immortal, how many people see it, this is not a good way after all..." He said, glanced at Fat Di, who was lowered by Kang Fei, and hesitated for a moment, and continued: "In this world, let alone Lu Zu, even if Confucius is resurrected, he still has to read articles and do his career..."

This is a true truth, and it is not false at all. However, Kang Fei was unwilling to listen. Before the college entrance examination, he suffered a lot. He slept late than a dog and got up earlier than a chicken. With hard work and luck, he basically slept and laid sheep after being admitted to Huayang Normal University... In short, I know you are doing it for my own good, but everyone has different answers to this big question in life.

He muttered in his mouth, "Old man, you have a good fortune. If you marry a woman like my mother, otherwise, whatever you eat, live or what you live in will probably be a problem!"

Is the Fourth Master a Phoenix man? No, the Fourth Master’s ancestors were all barefoot doctors who roamed bells for three generations. If you want to talk about the family background, the Fourth Miss’s family is not ugly... With the Fourth Master’s ability to make a living, everyone has seen it in the past twenty years. He is the one who will spend 100 taels of silver to earn ten taels of silver.

This is a big problem. If you want to educate others, you must first be straight, otherwise, if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, who will blame it?

When his son talked back, the Fourth Master was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and wanted to beat his son a few times. First, there was a fairy daughter-in-law here, how much face should he save? Second, his son was older and might not be able to beat him up... He couldn't help but slapped the table, looked at the Fourth Empress next to him and shouted: "Look at the good son you taught."

Pushing the bowl, the Fourth Master left, and the Fourth Empress curled her lips at this time, "Don't pay attention to you... Did you listen carefully to what I told you just now..."

"I heard it really." Kang Fei yawned, "Don't worry, mom, I promise to be nice to Fat Di, just like my old man treats Aunt Shu..."

Zhishu next to him couldn't help but reach out and slapped Kang Fei on the back of his hand, angrily saying, "Why did you pull me up? It's such a waste of my good deeds to you."

Kang Fei made her happy, "I'm not giving an example! Aunt Shu, you are kind to me, I'm not a jealous wolf, why don't you know, Aunt Shu, don't worry, my old man and mother won't support them in the future, I will support you..."

As soon as he said this, his mother was so angry that she slapped him again, and she forgot about all the things that had just given rules to her son.

Kang Fei moved left and right between the two women of my mother and Aunt Shu, coaxed them a few words. He looked up and saw him, Dai Chunlin wearing a jade-colored Confucian shirt, soap boots, holding a folding fan in his hand, and was about to go out after shaking it step by step. He immediately shouted loudly, "Dad, if you are a poetry club, I will give you a name, it will be Yechun Poetry Club." Dai Chunlin snorted and ignored him.

I went out with a shake and shook my way, and many people greeted him along the way. When I arrived at my friend Hu Sancai’s house, several classmates who often stayed together in the school were already there. When I saw the Fourth Master coming in, they all said, Chunlin, you are late today, I want to punish a poem.

The Fourth Master smiled bitterly and said that the evil deeds in the family had delayed their time, and friends would take care of him.

"It is said that your son meets an immortal, and you will still be a traitor." A middle-aged man wearing a jade Confucian shirt pointed him with a fan on his hand, "This is like Su Laopo's style. I hope my son is stupid and rude, and will be free from disasters and illnesses to the ministers."

The one next to him echoed: "That's what you said."

On weekdays, the Fourth Master is a little stupid because his son is a little stupid, and everyone is unwilling to poke his lungs and make him feel heartbroken. But now it is different. Yangzhou Prefecture has been rumored for a while.

The Fourth Master was actually a little proud in his heart, and immediately said, "This evil man actually told me that your poetry club does not even have a name. Why don't I give you one, and it's called Yechun Poetry Club."

Everyone was stunned, and then, Hu Sancai, who was in charge, said: "Huh? This name is not bad."

"Yezhe is also a traveler. Yechun Poetry Club. This name is quite in line with the name of our gathering. It is better to be called Yechun Poetry Club... Sancai. Today we use the word "lou" as the rhyme. When we make poems, we will use the name of Yechun Poetry Club to publish it..."

Not to mention the Fourth Master bragging and spanking with a group of friends, Kang Fei finally felt comfortable with his flattery, and then he asked me to ask for money with a gun.

The Fourth Empress thought about it and asked Zhishu to go back to her room and cut a piece of silver worth about three taels of money from the cage. Kang Fei thought it was too little and insisted on fighting. Finally, he got ten taels of money.

He put the silver in his arms, and he threw the words "Pang Di, you take care of me at home" and ran outside.

When the Fourth Empress saw that her son had taken the money and ran out. It was not a good thing to designate him. Just as she was about to call him, the teacher next to her stopped him and said, "He has been so restrained at home these days, so why bother going out to relax."

Kang Fei got the money, and the first thing he did was to run to Datong Lane and wanted to buy a knife. After seeing many shops, he was shocked.

He finally asked for ten taels of silver and thought he could only make do with one. After all, in martial arts novels, it was all worth thousands of silver. Fusang has a famous sword [Great Prajna Changguang], which is because the price is 600 jin, just like the 600 volumes of the Great Prajna Sutra. Therefore, he got this name. As a result, the light and fine Japanese sword that was used to ward off evil spirits in the country of Fusang that could only be used to ward off evil spirits can be bought for eight hundred liters. The good sword with the craftsman's name engraved on it can be bought for only one tael of silver.
Chapter completed!