This old man is Cai Yong!

Xiahou Anxin lay down in a big groove.

It's impossible, Cai Yong at this time should obviously work at the Dong Demon King.

The onlookers who ate melons were also incredible.

Everyone in the world knows Cai Yong's reputation, but there are only a few who have really seen the face of the deity.

"You are Cai Yong and Cai Bojiao?"

For the old man who was previously characterized as a 'madman', Chen Gao subconsciously used an honorific title.

The old man bowed slightly.

"Then you are ......"

Chen Gao still didn't dare to slack off, Ruan Yu's arrogant temperament was well-known in Chen Liujun, and he rarely took people in his eyes, and he could be treated so respectfully by him, this old man's identity must be extraordinary.

"Old decay side let."

Out of politeness, the old man arched his hand.

As soon as these words came out, the originally calm atmosphere suddenly set off a storm and exploded.

Who is Bianrang?

He is a contemporary Confucian scholar second only to Cai Yong, and is the author of famous works such as "Zhang Huafu", which is famous at home. I think that back then, when Bian Rang was in charge of the history of the general He Jinfu, contemporary celebrities such as Kong Rong and Wang Lang had to take the initiative to hand over their business cards and ask for exchanges.

Later, he served as Jiujiang and served as the county guard.

If he had known in advance that Bian Rang would come back, the officials and people of the entire Chenliu County would have gone out of the city to greet them from afar.

That's pomp.

Bian Rang is a native of Chenliujun.

The people of Chen Liu are also often proud.

But now, the Great Confucian is in front of him, and no one present recognizes it.

Isn't that a great irony?

"Bian Gong, why don't you say hello in advance when you come back, and the lowly people go out of the city early to greet them." Chen Gao hurriedly put on a smiling face, completely forgetting the arbitrariness and arrogance just now, bowed his body, and said extremely humbly.

Old chameleon......

Xiahou complained in his heart.

However, the name sounds familiar, and Xia Hou'an doesn't have much impression in his mind about the specific deeds.

After all, there were many celebrities in the late Han Dynasty, and it was impossible for him to remember everyone.

The expressions of the little brothers, in addition to surprise, were more disbelief.

More than half of the coalition troops who fought against Dong were local county guards, such as Yuan Shao of Bohai County, Zhang Miao of Chenliu County, Wang Kuang of Hanoi County, and Yuan Yu of Shanyang County......

Looking at Bian Rang again, he is also a local county guard, or a well-known Confucian in the sea, but he returned to his hometown without horses and guards, and was even almost whitewashed by two thieves on the side of the road.

"Captain Chen, if you are old, can you count?" Bian let go of the horse, looked at Chen Gao and asked.

The lesser of two evils.

Zhang Po is the son of the county guard, and it is not easy to offend, but Bian Rang is even more unprovoked.

Otherwise, the scholars and students in the world will have to spray themselves to death sooner or later.

Chen Gao, who felt the pressure, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied stubbornly: "Naturally, it is a number."

"So what?" Bian Rang asked further.

"Grab it! Grab it!"

The people, who didn't dare to squeak, were excited at this moment and waved their fists. With Bian Rang taking the lead, they also have the confidence to become tough.

Chen Gao had no choice, so he had to order his subordinates: "Come on, take down the prince of the county!"

The ordered soldier turned around again and stepped forward to capture Zhang Po from his horse.

Zhang Po didn't resist, he knew very well that there was no benefit to Bian Gang at this time, let alone him, even if Lao Tzu Zhang Miao saw it, he also had to concede three points.

Zhang Po was escorted down.

This is also the end of the matter.

Xiahoujie buried the hard-working mother and son, and the teenagers stood in front of the grave in a daze for a long time.

After a long time, he left silently.

Xiahou'an originally planned to stay in the hostel, but after learning the identity of the old man, he was cheeky and took a group of little brothers to live in the Bian Rang Mansion.

The news of Bian Rang's return to his hometown soon spread throughout Chenliu.

In just half a day, hundreds of people came to visit, and countless invitations were received.

Bian Rang pushed it all and closed the door.

At dinner, under the hospitality of Bian Rang, the little brothers ate happily, perhaps familiar along the way, so they didn't have too much restraint about this great Confucian, just like in their own home.

Xiahou An got up and bowed his hand when Bian Rang was about to leave the table: "Bian Gong, the kid has a reluctant request."

Bian Rang, who was about to get up, sat back down, looked at this handsome and extraordinary young man, and raised his hand: "Boyang, if you have something to say, it's okay to say it."

Xiahou dressed up, left his seat, came to the center of the hall, and bowed his hand to the side: "The kid is brave, I want to worship you as a teacher."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.

In an instant, the huge guest hall fell into a deathly silence.

Bian Rang felt incredible, and the little brothers also had a hellish expression.

"Big brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Huai was the first to speak.

At the beginning, it was clear that the eldest brother kicked in the door, and shouted that there was a use for studying, saying that he wanted to make contributions, so he took them out of Qiaoxian County, why do you want to worship Bian Rang as a teacher now?

The little brothers were puzzled.

Xiahou An didn't explain, just looked at Bian Rang sincerely.

"Boyang, your request, the old man can't agree."

Bian Rang was blunt, on the way back to Chen Liu, he observed Xiahou'an, this son is out of the woods, has a perverse temperament, except for his appearance, there is no place to get involved with literati at all.

Although this group of teenagers has the grace to save their lives, as the Taishan Beidou in the literary world, Bian Rang also has his own principles.

Moreover, apprenticeship is not child's play.

Xiahou An was not discouraged, and continued to be cheeky: "Bian Gong, why don't you think about it again?"

Bian Rang did not answer, and then got up and left the table.

Xiahou An was stunned for a while, and it wasn't until Bian Rang left completely that he returned to his seat and poured a big sip of wine.

Seeing that the eldest brother was in a bad mood, the little brothers came over to comfort them.

"Big brother, with your ability, you still need to worship others as teachers? What's more, although Bian Rang is a great Confucian, what else can he do besides writing articles and poems? If I don't blow it, I can knock him down with one hand!"

"That's it, he doesn't accept you, it's his loss, why do you sigh, big brother!"

Listening to the gossip of the little brothers, Xia Hou'an was angry and funny.

The little brothers obviously misunderstood what he meant, he wanted to worship Bian Rang as a teacher, not to study and become a Confucian student, what he needed was Bian Rang's reputation!

If he can worship Bian Rang as a teacher, this is equivalent to taking a shortcut for Xiahou'an.

Even Liu Bei, who weaves straw sandals, knows the identity of the imperial uncle of the entire Han family, and if Xiahou An can become a disciple of Bian Rang, he will naturally have many benefits in the future.

Let's take the simplest example.

When I reported to my home, you said, "My name is Xiahou'an."

I've never heard of it, you see who will bird you.

But if you add a sentence at the end, the teacher will let you.

The princes present immediately turned around and turned off the lights for you.

It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is that you are a student of Bian Jean.

It's a pity that the old man didn't give him a chance.

Early the next morning.

Xia Houan and the others had breakfast, said goodbye to Old Man Bian, and led the horse out of the house.

Prepare to leave Chenliu.