The guests in the restaurant outside Taixue were all with a curiosity, drinking wine, eating meat, and admiring that their tails were about to rise to the sky on weekdays.

Confucius opened his mouth and said, the gentleman who kept his mouth shut, Mencius, played the king's fist under the crowd, hum haha.

Even some students don't even want a face, so they resorted to the secret secret of the market shrew pulling her hair and scratching her face.

In addition, monkeys dig out peaches, plug their nostrils, pull their ears, choke their necks, and point fingers at their eyes like swords. These methods are endless.

The several rangers who were drinking and having fun in the wine shop here were overshadowed and shook their heads after seeing the tricks of these gentlemen.

Only the idle guys and ruffian hooligans who came around were very happy to see them, and felt that they had something in common with this gang of gentlemen.

Soon, it alarmed the soldiers who were patrolling the city not far away, as well as the officers in the Taixue, and finally stopped a great riot that could affect the entire Guozijian school in time.

However, although this large-scale fighting scene was stopped in time, it was between the Taixue students and other students.

There have been several conflict incidents that have evolved from mutual spitting into flesh, cough, and physical conflicts, but they are a bit small and not of a high level.

Although the matter didn't make a big fuss, there was an anecdote about the 500 students from Taixue and Kong Yingda being slapped with literature by Cheng Saburo.

It has become the most talked-about topic among the government and the people in Chang'an, and it has spread among the people in the city.

There are even some self-esteem scholars who just drop out of school in a rage. Of course, such people are only a very small number.

After all, people live in the world and don't have a thick skin. How can they be mixed up in society, how can they become officials?

However, even those who are too educated have a thick-skinned face, but during this time, they have been honestly low-key, such as the various Goulan Pavilions in Chang'an City.

The students from Guozijian, who were originally the main consumer group, hardly saw Taixue students during this period.

After all, going to that kind of place and being ridiculed by others in front of the young lady is definitely more uncomfortable than reaching out to slap her face.

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Time has finally come to the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet. Cheng Chubi and his two elder brothers all put on clean and decent clothes.

Bragging in the front hall, waiting for the arrival of his father Cheng Yaojin and his mother Cui.

With little effort, he heard the hearty laughter from outside, and the three brothers hurried to the door of the hall.

I saw that he was actually wearing a Confucian shirt. Because of his fat body and strong body, he almost supported the Confucian shirt into a strong outfit, with a lion head and eyes, Gu Pan's prosperous father.

With a graceful and elegant dress, and an extraordinarily intellectual and beautiful mother.

Behind them, the three younger brothers, four, five, and six, each copied a chicken leg, and followed them with aggrieved faces.

The three brothers Cheng Chubi saluted their parents, and the mother Cui Shi came to the front. If the leadership was average, he glanced at the three adult sons with satisfaction.

Lili's eldest Cheng Chu silently put his hair in a bun, adjusted the shiny belt of the second child, Cheng Chu, and patted the floating ash on the old third's shirt.

Stepping back a few steps, copying out the glasses hidden in the sleeves, putting them on, and examining the three sons, only then showed a satisfied smile.

"Look, husband, these children in our family are as handsome and heroic as your husband."

I saw my father, a gentleman, stretched out his three fingers and squeezed the needle-like thick beard of his chin and nodded again and again.

After thinking about it, he turned his head and patted the heads of the three underage children behind him affectionately.

"You three brothers, four, five and six, but you have to listen to Uncle Fu obediently, and don't make trouble at home, you know?"

"Be obedient, there will be meat to eat, otherwise, my dad will take care of you."

After the three small heads and melon seeds were clicked together, the sixth one looked at the chicken leg in his hand disgustingly, and couldn't help but said.

"Father, I want to eat cannon dolphins. You ask Uncle Fu to do it. Brother said you can eat it in the palace, and I want to eat it too."

"Yeah, I want to eat too."

"father……"

Seeing the bleak expressions of the three little guys, Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Our Cannon Dolphin only eaten yesterday. Are you tired of that stuff?"

Cui looked at the three little guys with a fond look on his face, and gently pulled his husband's sleeve.

"Since Shiro Goro and Rokuro are happy, let them..."

When his wife spoke, Cheng Yaojin naturally no longer refused.

"Cheng Chengcheng, Cheng Fu, I'll get a cannon dolphin to give these three boys a mouthful."

Hearing this, the faces of the three underage brothers were happy.

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General Cheng, dressed in a Confucian shirt, sent his wife Cui Shi into the carriage, and watched the lady set off in the car first. Then he turned his head and looked at the three sons with their heads upright.

"Did you remember the old man's confession?"

When Cheng Chubi saw his elder brother Cheng Chumo's fighting spirit, he smiled happily.

"Remember, don't worry, father, today is the day when our old Cheng family is in the limelight."

The second brother Cheng Chuliang sniffed and nodded vigorously. "Father, don't worry, the child remembers to death, he will definitely not forget."

Cheng Yaojin nodded with satisfaction, his eyes finally fell on Cheng Saburo, who had a weak expression of complaints~lightnovelpub.net~Um... the third child, today, I will fight for you for my father. "

"Father, we are like this, will it be too, too conspicuous?"

Cheng Chubi always felt that his father was going to treat the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet where the Manchu dynasty civil and military ministers and workers of the Tang Dynasty were gathered as the scene of the old Cheng family's sorrows. He always felt so shy.

Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chubi's back unwillingly, and slapped his own son.

"You kid, everything is good, but the skin is too thin. Learn more from your elder brother and second brother.

If you are an official, you have to be thick-skinned. If you want to inherit poetry and fame, you have to have a thick-skinned face. "

"Don't even think about it, their old Confucian family made every pear known to the world. After hundreds of years, it has become a good story."

"Our old Cheng family has a rigorous family style. Our ancestors have always been kind and filial to their children, and we haven't seen them being promoted. Why, is it because our old Cheng family is too low-key?"

"It's like their old Confucian family, and they slap gongs and drums outside all day long, haha, what is not better than their old Confucian family?

The two elder brothers nodded in deep conviction. Cheng Chubi touched his smooth and supple skin, and he felt as if there was some truth in what his father said.

Huh? Something is wrong, and I always feel that my thinking seems to be misled by my father.

Before Chubi had time to introspect himself, his father urged him to turn on his horse. The four father and son rode their horses and galloped towards the distance.

At the same time, inside and outside the Tai Chi Hall, lanterns were already lit, and the maids and eunuchs in the palace were busy.

The opening time of the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet is not far away...