The news of Fan Guan's death spread, and early the next morning, someone came to the door to mourn, went to the grave to cry, and then asked who the person who lived in the valley now was, and heard that it was King Wu, and everyone's reaction was almost the same, first shocked, and then confused.

Chang Yanzhi received the mourners, saying that it was a reception, but in fact, he was guarding the valley to guide the way, and he was annoyed by the question, he said: "Mr. Fan wrote a letter before his death, inviting Xu Gongzi to come, accepting him as a closed disciple, and passing on the mantle. ”

This was originally the bridge section of the King of the Coming World to win over King Wu, Chang Yanzi transferred flowers and trees, and used them on Fan Shu and Xu Ji, but he didn't feel abrupt, he said too many times, even he himself was a little convinced that this was the truth, and said to his companions around him: "If you don't receive an invitation, why does the prince want to come here?" With the wisdom and fame of the child, it is Mr. Fan's honor to inherit the mantle. ”

After noon, more and more people came, and most of them believed Chang Yanzhi's words, but only a group of people did not believe them at all, and even seemed very angry.

There were countless disciples under Fan's closed door, and a few months before his death, there were still thirty or fifty people left in the valley, although they were dismissed, many of them did not go far, went to live in Yecheng, always paid attention to the master's illness, and when they heard the news of the death, they immediately summoned each other, so they came a little later, but the etiquette was the most formal.

There were a total of twenty-two people, all of whom were wide robes and big sleeves, lined up in two neat columns, and began to bow and mourn outside the valley, some people were emiciants, and some people read out the sacrifices.

The sacrificial text is not one, from outside the valley to the grave, five times to bow down, five sacrificial texts, sprinkled with joy, short more than 100 words, more than 1,000 words, the reciter is the author, full of feelings, so that the listener is moved.

Chang Yanzhi and the others couldn't understand the content of the memorial text, and they were also moved to tears.

Those who had not yet left, or who had just arrived to mourn, stopped to watch, nodded frequently, and said to each other: "Saint disciples, they are really different from ordinary people. ”

Fan closed the funeral before his death to explain the funeral clearly, one of them is not allowed to erect a monument, Song Zhuzhu did not violate the teacher's order at all, but the same disciple did not think so, early invited the stonemason in the city to carve the tombstone, on the book "following the tomb of the Holy Ancestor Fan Gong" a line of big characters, the small characters on both sides are the small biography written by the disciples, the words are quaint, I have not experienced more than ten years of hard reading, basically I can't understand what is written.

Seven or eight stonemasons erected the monument, four disciples held the monument with their own hands, and the disciples took turns to fill in the soil, increasing the height and width of the small tomb, and still felt insufficient, and discussed that after returning to the city, they would raise donations from the government and the rich to build a real tomb.

A bystander stepped forward to comfort the twenty-two disciples, and when they talked about the life and wonders of Fan Mingshi, they naturally wanted to mention King Wu: "Looking at the world, except for Mr. Fan, who can order the king to go to the number with just a letter, and be willing to come to apprentice?" ”

None of the disciples had heard of Master writing such a letter, but it sounded very embarrassing, so they nodded one after another, "Master can afford the title of 'King Su', below Sage Kong, only Mr. Fan has one ear." ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fan can be called the 'King of Su', otherwise King Wu would not have removed the king name and came to inherit the mantle."

"Mantle? What mantle? Buddhism has a mantle, my master never pays attention to this, often said that there is no piece of paper after the crane is erected, so as not to be worn by future generations and deceived in his name. ”

"The so-called mantle...... It's just an analogy, King Wu is always Mr. Fan's closed disciple, right? In the future, King Wu will also teach the study of Fan Men, right? ”

The disciples were taken aback when they heard this, asked for the source, and rushed to King Wu's residence together, full of righteous indignation along the way, but not reckless, and observed everywhere, confirming that King Wu was as rumored, and only brought more than 30 followers, and then became emboldened, and separately greeted the other mourners to help the momentum.

Taniguchi's Changyanzhi ran to stop him, "Are you here to mourn or to make trouble?" Bye and pray, cry and cry, the article is well written, you can go, we don't plan to stay guests for dinner. ”

"Guests? Haha, fellow students, listen to it, we have been living in the valley, at least half a year, at most five or six years, and now we have become guests, and a closed disciple who came yesterday and no one has heard of has become the master. What are the wonders of the world doing here? We have to ask! ”

Twenty-two disciples plus a larger number of bystanders, Chang Yanzhi couldn't stop it, thought about it, and felt that he couldn't use force, so he had to tell the truth: "You don't have to go to Xu Gongzi, I made up those words, I just guessed, there is no evidence, they don't count, okay?" ”

When the disciples of Fan Sect heard this, they were even more angry, "Do you have the courage to say big things, but don't you have the courage to admit it?" You don't have to take the blame for your master, these words must have been said by him, and we will only look for him. ”

Everyone was noisy, and the old servant came out and said to Changyan: "What's the matter? The funeral turned into a fight? ”

Chang Yan was anxious, "Blame me, I was quick to talk for a while, saying that Xu Gongzi was a closed disciple of Mr. Fan, these people disagreed, and wanted to find Xu Gongzi to theorize, I said that I was talking nonsense, and they didn't believe it." ”

"Oh, it's not a big deal."

A Fan Sect disciple said angrily, "For us, this is a great thing. Can you say it casually? King Wu didn't come to visit Mr. twice, and he dared to call himself a closed disciple, so what are we, the true disciples who have followed Master for many years? ”

The old servant was not annoyed or argued, "You are all scholars, and noisy and insulting Sven." ”

"Hey, King Wu is called insulting Sven, no, he is not a scholar, this kind of practice is insulting 'poof'."

"That's good, I don't care what kind of class, Childe is alone, you are a group of people, the room over there is also small, I can't accommodate all of you, elect one, go to interview Childe, explain the misunderstanding, okay?"

Everyone was still hesitating, and the old servant said to Changyan: "You are a soldier, why are you arguing with a group of scholars?" Where's your sword? ”

Changyanren lifted the corner of his robe, revealing half of his waist knife, "With it, can you use it?" ”

The mourners were all taken aback, and the disciples of Fan Sect immediately made a decision, and someone said: "Among our people, Senior Brother An has followed Mr. the longest time, and it is only fitting for him to come forward." ”

"Senior Brother An" humbly conceded a few words, and the more people recommended him, so he said angrily: "Master just left me and waited, this is not the time to argue, but to learn to pay attention to the fundamentals, the teacher is in a mess, there is no existence at all, this matter must be asked." In Xia'an relocation, the entry is not the earliest, the knowledge is not the deepest, the teacher is not the most respectful, but the same door is scattered all over the world, has not yet arrived, among the twenty-two people who came to send the teacher today, I am considered to be a little earlier, both recommended, for the teacher's name, dare not strive to be the first? ”

An Chongqian was still talking, and the old servant whispered to Chang Yanzhi: "Childe occasionally talks a lot, at least he can listen to it, unlike him, it's all nonsense." ”

Chang Yanzhi smiled and replied in a low voice: "It's all my fault for causing such a big trouble to Xu Gongzi." ”

"Don't care, how many winds and waves have Childe gone through, and he can't deal with a few nerds who are studying? I just think it's funny. ”

"Interesting?"

After An Chongqian finished his evolution, he won bursts of applause, and said to the old servant: "Please lead the way, I will go to see King Wu alone." ”

"Please." The old servant led the way, arrived at the door, and reminded: "My son-in-law is no longer the king of Wu, after entering, please call him 'Xu Gongzi'." ”

"Xu Gongzi - didn't he turn out to be surnamed Lou? Well, it's Xu Gongzi. An Chongqian knew about King Wu's change of surname, and deliberately said it to mock it.

The old servant didn't care, pushed open the door, made a gesture to invite in, and waited for the guests to enter, and he stayed outside.

An Chongqian has lived in the valley for many years and is familiar with every room, but after coming in, he was a little stunned.

Fan Guan's room has always been simple and nothing, but now there is an extra screen, dividing the small room into two parts, inside is the original couch, now only a corner is exposed, and there is a table and a chair outside by the window, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, all of which were not in the past.

The most surprising thing for An Chongqian was that there was a woman sitting in front of the desk.

The woman is in her twenties, writing very slowly, only revealing half of her face, she is already gorgeous, An Chongqian saw it, and suddenly her soul was scattered, and she forgot the purpose of coming, just staring at the beauty blankly, and asking herself again and again: How can there be such a stunner in the world?

Feng Juniang was actually writing, and after writing a word, she turned her head to look at the guest and said with a smile: "I'm not Xu Gongzi, he is waiting for you behind the screen." ”

"Ah...... Ah, yes, yes. An Chongqian's face was red, he bypassed the screen, but said in his heart: It is said that King Wu is insidious and cunning, and he really lives up to his reputation, he hid behind the screen, but let the concubine show his head, without any etiquette, it is clear that he deliberately wants to lure the guests to make a fool......

It didn't take a few steps to get around the screen, An Chongqian put away his thoughts, stopped and arched his hand to the young man on the seat: "In Xia An Chongqian, the 231st disciple of the Fan Sect has seen Xu Gongzi. ”

Xu Ji smiled and said, "When I came here last year, I didn't seem to have seen Brother An. ”

"I went into town that day."

"Brother An, please sit down, this place is cramped, forgive me for not being able to get up and return the salute."

The room was originally small, after adding the screen, there was only less than a foot of space left outside the couch, barely able to accommodate a person to stand, An Chongqian had nowhere to move his feet, so he had to take off his shoes and sit on the seat, and found that Xu Ji was sitting in the original position where Mr. Fan was, and his heart became more and more unhappy.

"Master Xu, we don't know each other, so I'm welcome, I have something to ask clearly."

"Wait a minute, no matter what, Brother An is a guest. Ju Niang, please serve tea to the guests. ”

Outside answered, An Chongqian didn't hear what it was, only felt that his heart was beating wildly again, and he recited the name of "Ju Niang" several times.

Feng Juniang turned around and sent two sets of tea trays and teacups, "I don't know if the guests are coming, the tea is a little cold, this Mr. An ......"

"It's okay, it's okay, I like to drink cold ......" An Chongqian smelled a faint fragrance, his heart shook, he picked up the teacup and drank it, almost choked, and coughed several times.

Feng Juniang smiled and stepped back, returned to the desk and continued to write.

Waiting for the guests to calm down, Xu Ji said, "What does Brother An want to ask?" Please speak. ”

An Chongqian lost his temper one after another, and he was even more annoyed in his heart, and said bluntly: "It is rumored outside that Xu Gongzi claims to be a disciple of Mr. Fan, and not only occupies Siguo Valley, but also usurps the inheritance of Fan's master, but is there such a thing?" ”

"Who did Brother An listen to?"

"All those who have come to mourn today have said so. Xu Gongzi's entourage, named Chang Yanzhi, also said the same, but later he changed his words, saying that he made it up, and we didn't believe it, so he pushed me to ask Xu Gongzi for clarification. It is a matter of inheritance, not casual, Xu Gongzi is also a person who has read books, and must understand our hearts. ”

"Of course I understand, without a teacher, it is not orthodox."

"That's exactly what I mean, please make it clear to Xu Gongzi, and then explain it clearly to the people outside, so as to stop the spread of false rumors in time."

"Untruthful? The rumors are not untrue, I am indeed Mr. Fan's closed disciple, and I have to be given the mantle, so I should call you 'senior brother'. Xu Ji arched his hand.