Chia Lan was one who always tried to avoid trouble, so that he lost no time in pressing down the inkslab, while with all the words his mouth could express, he tried to pacify him, adding My dear brother, its no business of yours and mine.
Chia Chuen could not repress his resentment; and perceiving that the inkslab was held down, he at once laid hold of a box containing books, which he flung in this direction; but being, after all, short of stature, and weak of strength, he was unable to send it anywhere near the mark; so that it dropped instead when it got as far as the desk belonging to Pao-yue and Chin Chung, while a dreadful crash became audible as it fell smash on the table. The books, papers, pencils, inkslabs, and other writing materials were all scattered over the whole table; and Pao-yues cup besides containing tea was itself broken to pieces and the tea spilt.
Chia Chuen forthwith jumped forward with the intent of assailing the person who had flung the inkslab at the very moment that Chin Jung took hold of a long bamboo pole which was near by; but as the space was limited, and the pupils many, how could he very well brandish a long stick? Ming Yen at an early period received a whack, and he shouted wildly, Dont you fellows yet come to start a fight.
Pao-yue had, besides, along with him several pages, one of whom was called Sao Hung, another Chu Yo, another Mo Yue. These three were naturally up to every mischief, so that with one voice, bawling boisterously, You children of doubtful mothers, have you taken up arms? Mo Yue promptly took up the bar of a door; while Sao Hung and Chu Yo both laid hold of horsewhips, and they all rushed forward like a hive of bees.
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