Jun Huailang got up and walked out, Shen Liufeng hurriedly stuffed an umbrella for him.

    Jun Huailang held up the umbrella and walked straight out. The scholars and gentlemen in the classroom followed one after another, standing under the corridor and looking out.

    The dean of Linjiang Academy also followed him.

    Jun Huailang's identity, the dean knows. Over the past year, not only did he read extremely well, but he also often went to work in the yamen, and the dean was quite aware of his abilities.

    "What's wrong?" he asked Jun Huailang.

    Jun Huailang glanced at him and saw that the headmaster's white hair was soaked through.

    He didn't stop, but handed the umbrella to the dean.

    Without giving the dean a chance to refuse, Jun Huailang withdrew his hand and said, "I'm not sure yet, I need to take a look."

    When the academy is in class on weekdays, the doors are locked from the inside. At this moment, several nursing homes in the academy were all waiting at the door nervously. There was a lot of people outside the door. Before they got close, they could hear the sound of knocking on the door.

     "Let's go in and hide from the rain!"

    The dean of the academy has always been a scholar. Hearing the shouting in the rain outside, he looked at Jun Huailang with some hesitation.

    "...you can't really keep the people out." He paused, but said firmly. "Scholars have always set their minds on the heaven and earth, and their lives on the basis of their lives. Now there are scholars and talents in this academy, and they will be officials in the future. If this is the case for them now, I am afraid that the teaching has not been done well, and the teaching will be crooked. ."

    Jun Huailang looked at him: "This student knows."

    Speaking, the two of them have reached the gate of the academy. Jun Huailang pointed to the nursing home beside him and asked him to fetch the ladder. He looked sideways at the dean and said, "Students just want to make sure that the people outside are ordinary people."

    The dean heard Jun Huailang ask: "Sir, if there are gangsters who pretend to be common people, can an official still be the master of the same thing?"

    It was raining heavily, his expression was indifferent and firm, like a pine tree standing in the rain.

    The dean paused, then nodded: "You are right."

    Between the two of them talking, the nursing home has already moved the ladder.

    Linjiang Academy has always been filled with gentlemen and scholars, and there are only common people outside. Jinling is Taiping, so it is not specially hired to look after the home.

    The objects, cleaned by the way, and did not do anything else.

    Linjiang Academy, never even a thief would come.

     

    The ladder was set against the wall.

    Although Jun Huailang is not good at martial arts, after all, from elementary school to high school, compared to everyone in the courtyard, his foundation is naturally a lot better. He didn't want anyone to help him, so he climbed the wall along the ladder neatly.

    As soon as he appeared on the wall, people outside saw it.

    "Someone's coming!" someone shouted.

    Suddenly, everyone outside the courtyard looked up at Jun Huailang.

    In the hazy rain curtain, you can see a group of ordinary people standing outside, now piling up at the entrance of the academy. A large group of Wuyangyang piled up the outside of the academy.

    The dean behind him climbed up tremblingly.

    He has taught books for decades, and he has never been a human being. Across the rain, the people outside were crowded at the door.

    Seeing people coming from the academy, those people intensified.

    "Master, our house is flooded, let's come in and hide!"

    "The river outside is still rising, it will be flooded soon, let's go in!"

    "As long as you give us a place to stay, you won't disturb the gentlemen!"

    "My brother's leg was smashed, so I can't just wait in the rain like this! Please do well, gentlemen!"

    Scholars in the academy also came out at this time, and now they are surrounded by the ladder. Hearing their words, each of the scholars showed a look of pity and began to discuss in a low voice.

     "Just put it in. The classroom is spacious and can still fit."

    "Yeah...the rain was so heavy, they all escaped for their lives..."

    The Dean was also shaken: "This..."

    Jun Huailang looked down coldly.

    "The Dean looks closely," he said.

    The Dean frowned and looked down.

     "For one thing, they came so quickly, and they were all young adults. Why don't they bring their families as luggage, the old and the weak, women and children? Don't they all have family members and no worries?" Jun Huailang Say.

    "Furthermore, they all look worn out, none of them are wearing brocades. This is Jinling, already rich, the city is flooded, is it only the poor who run out?"

    Speaking of this, Jun Huailang said coldly: "What's more, the courtyard walls of the academy have eaves, which can shelter from the rain. The door is clearly for entering, and sheltering from the rain is second."

    After he finished speaking, he looked up at the dean.

    Sure enough, the dean's expression became solemn.

    "Then how... how?" he asked.

    At this moment, Jun Huailang's ladder moved.

    He lowered his head, saw a scholar, pressed his ladder, and begged, "Can you open the door and let them in?"

    Speaking, he seemed to cry, his throat choked, and the rain fell on his face.

    "I came to Jinling from southern Jiangsu to take the test. My mother came with me and lived in the north of the city. My mother will definitely come to find me if something happens to the family. I am afraid that she will be among the group... "

    Speaking, he couldn't help crying.

    Jun Huailang pursed his lips and heard the surrounding scholars agree.

    "Yeah! The city is suffering from disaster, how can I keep the people out!"

    "If there are our family members outside, what should we do! Let them come in to take shelter from the rain?"

    Jun Huailang paused and stretched out his hand to the scholar.

    “Give me an umbrella,” he said.

    The scholar didn't know what to do, but still handed him the umbrella.

    Jun Huailang took the umbrella, raised his hand and put it away, then turned around and shouted to the people outside: "The courtyard is crowded and the door can't be opened, but there are eaves outside the courtyard. I borrow you all to avoid. I think you have a large number of people, and it is not enough to come to the eaves. There are many umbrellas in the academy, I will throw them to you, please pick them up and talk about shelter.

    He threw the umbrella down.

    But I heard a sudden silence outside, followed closely, and suddenly became noisy.

    "How crowded it can be, it's not that we poor people have dirty your place!"

     "Now that the disaster is afflicted, the doors of your studies are not opened, how can you be our parental officials in the future!"

    "Brothers, don't worry about so much! Let's knock this door open!"

    Speaking, the sound of knocking on the door grew louder.

    Jun Huailang turned around and looked at them: "Do you believe it now? They are clearly not here to hide from the rain, but to cause trouble."

    Speaking, he climbed down the ladder, turned and patted the scholar on the shoulder.

    “Don’t worry, it’s raining heavily, your mother couldn’t have run this far,” he said. "If you don't want your mother to worry, just wait in the classroom and protect yourself."

    The scholar nodded.

    Jun Huailang said nothing, turned around, and walked towards the door.

    "Block the door and get some tables and chairs," he said. "The courtyard wall is high and can still be resisted, but they mustn't let them knock the door open."

    The nurses heard the words and hurriedly followed suit.

    In the crowd, there was a scholar who always looked down on the children of a noble family like Jun Huailang, and loved the indignation. Seeing this scene, he only thought that Jun Huailang was because of his own suspicion and fear. It was only after being rammed that ordinary people were locked out.

    One of the daring ones heard Jun Huailang's order and said loudly, "I don't think what they said is wrong! Don't take human life seriously!"

    Speaking, he actually stepped forward to open the door.

    Jun Huailang's eyes narrowed.

    The next moment, he pulled out the sword of one of the nursing homes.

    The cold light flashed, and a sharp blade slashed in front of the scholar. The torrential rain splashed on the blade of the knife and shattered into splashes, but the knife remained in the same place and remained motionless.

    "You try and take another step." He looked at the scholar and said coldly.

     

    Jun Huailang glanced at him, the knife still in his hand, looked up at the audience and said, "All go back to the classroom. The refugees outside the door must be handed over to the government. Before the officers and soldiers arrive. , who dares to touch this door, don't blame me for being ruthless."

    He is naturally intimidating everyone, and it is impossible for him to actually do it. But the intimidation was effective, and after a while, the surrounding people dispersed.

    Jun Huailang took a deep breath and lowered the knife in his hand.

    I don't know when, I have learned two points of bandit from Xue Yan subtly.

    The rain around her was unabated, and Jun Huailang didn't realize it. Seeing the surrounding nursing homes move tables and chairs, he stepped forward and directed them to block the door.

    In his previous life, in order to study the dams, he also acquired a lot of engineering knowledge.

    Seeing him like this, the elderly dean sighed and stayed where he was.

    The sound of slamming the door outside the door gradually rang, from slapping to bumping, and then I could hear them looking for some tools and slamming on the door.

    Fortunately, the Linjiang Academy has been built in style and the gate is strong. Coupled with the strength of the door to block the door, although it sounds like a sound, it is not dangerous.

    "I just don't know when the officers and soldiers will come." The dean said worriedly beside him.

    When Jun Huailang heard the words, his eyes darkened.

    The main officials in the city are not here today, and the yamen is also in chaos at this time.

    He doesn't know when there will be officers and soldiers, but he needs to stay here until they come.

    …Because in the academy, everyone is alive and innocent.

    The desks and chairs began to shake gradually, and the nurses stepped forward to push them hard to prevent them from breaking the door latch.

    At this moment, a sound came from the wall.

    As soon as Jun Huailang looked up, he saw several homeless people pushing each other up, pushing one of them against the wall. The man seemed to have two points of effort, squatted on the wall for a moment, and then jumped down.

    As soon as he landed, he rushed towards the door.

    The whole process only took a moment, and even a few people around did not recover. Jun Huailang was startled, then he quickly reached out his hand, dragged the old dean behind his back, followed closely, and his other hand firmly caught the wooden stick he smashed at the dean.

    The force was so great that his arm suddenly lost consciousness.

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