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 was also beside him.

The dean knew the identity of Jun Huailang. Over the past year, not only did he read extremely well, 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 dean'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 bolted from the inside. At this moment, several nursing homes in the academy were waiting at the door anxiously. There was a lot of people outside the door. Before they got close, they could hear the sound of knocking on the door.

"Let us go in and hide from the rain!" the people outside shouted each and every word.

The dean of the academy has always been a scholar, and he has never been a high-ranking official. 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 life. Now there are scholars and talents in this academy, and they will be officials in the future. If you start this way 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."

Having said that, the two of them have already walked to the gate of the academy. Jun Huailang pointed to the nursing home next to him and asked him to fetch the ladder. He looked sideways at the dean and said, "The student just wants to make sure that the people outside are ordinary people."

After a pause, the dean heard Jun Huailang ask, "Sir, if there are bad people pretending to be the common people, can those who are officials still be the masters of the same thing?"

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

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

While the two were talking, the nursing home had already moved the ladder.

The Linjiang Academy has always been filled with gentlemen and scholars, and the only people who come and go outside are the common people. Jinling is peaceful, so they don’t specially invite people to look after the academy.

Several of the nursing homes in the academy are headed by Ren Shan, looking for middle-aged people with slight disabilities in the city, as well as teenagers and orphans who have lost their parents. Did something else.

In Linjiang Academy, not even a thief has ever come.

If the people outside were really prepared, then the yard full of helpless scholars and old teachers, plus a few young, old and weak, would have no resistance at all.

The ladder is against the wall.

Although Jun Huailang said that he was not good at martial arts, after all, from elementary school to adulthood, his foundation was naturally a lot better than everyone in the courtyard. 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 immediately saw it.

"Someone's coming!" someone shouted.

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

In the hazy rain curtain, it can be seen that a group of ordinary people stood 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 followed tremblingly and climbed up.

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

Seeing someone coming from the academy, those people intensified.

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

"The river outside is still rising, and 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!"

A lot of 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... In such a heavy rain, 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, old and weak, women and children? Don't they all have family members and no worries?" Jun Huailang said.

"Furthermore, they all look worn out, none of them are wearing brocades. This is Jinling, which is already rich, and the city is flooded. Are the only poor people running 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. They were talking about sheltering from the rain, but they slammed into the door in the rain, obviously to come in and avoid the rain. Rain is second."

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

Sure enough, the dean's expression became solemn.

"Then... how is this?" he asked.

Just then, Jun Huailang's ladder moved.

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

As he spoke, he seemed to be about 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 lives in the north of the city. If something goes wrong at home, my mother will definitely come to find me. I'm afraid she will be among the group..."

As he spoke, 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 of the door!"

"If there are our family members outside, what can 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, you can borrow it to avoid it. There are so many people, it is not enough to come to the eaves. There are many umbrellas in the academy, I will throw them to you, please take them and talk about shelter."

Saying that, he threw the umbrella down.

However, he heard a sudden silence outside, followed closely, and suddenly there was a commotion.

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

"Now that you are affected by the disaster, 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!"

Saying that, the sound of knocking on the door grew louder.

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

With that, he climbed down the ladder, turned around and patted the scholar on the shoulder.

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

The scholar nodded solemnly.

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 are scholars who have always looked down on the children of such an aristocratic family as Jun Huailang, but also loves the indignation. Seeing this scene, it is only because of his own suspicion and fear of being bumped into that Jun Huailang shuts down ordinary people. outside the door.

One of the daring ones heard Jun Huailang's order and said loudly, "I don't think there's anything wrong with what they said! I just think you're used to being a high-ranking person, so you don't take human life as your life!"

Saying that, he actually stepped forward to open the door.

Jun Huailang's eyes narrowed.

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

A 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.

"Try to take another step." He looked at the scholar and said coldly.

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and his legs and feet were so frightened that he was so frightened by the blade in front of him that he couldn't even move a step.

Jun Huailang glanced at him, with the knife still in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the audience and said, "Go back to the classroom. 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, but I subtly learned two points of bandit from Xue Yan.

The surrounding rain was unabated, and Jun Huailang didn't seem to notice it. Seeing that the surrounding nursing homes brought tables and chairs, he stepped forward and ordered them to block the door.

In his previous life, in order to study the dams, he also acquired a lot of engineering knowledge, and he has always had some opinions on borrowing the power of things.

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

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

Fortunately, the Linjiang Academy was built in style and the gate was 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 from the side.

When Jun Huailang heard the words, his eyes darkened.

Today, the main officials in the city are not there, and the yamen is also in chaos at this time.

He also 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 sound of the crash outside the door became more and more fierce, and the angry voices of the group of people shouting became louder. 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.

Just then, a sound came from the wall.

As soon as Jun Huailang looked up, he saw several refugees pushing and holding each other, 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 the other hand firmly caught the wooden stick he smashed at the dean.

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