At this moment, Zhu Ding is actually circled. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What is the Master talking about? Asking to be his disciple? Inherit his mantle? Also bow to yourself? The old man got the wrong script, right? This is not a Qiong Yao drama or a fantasy novel! He is not a unique martial arts wizard in the ages, and he can make countless great powers fight for their heads! The old master is not one of those simple-minded martial artists!

The master is a great Confucian! The master was able to stand on the Jinluan Hall and shout: "Lao Tzu is the best in the world!" Instead of blaming, the emperor will give him a big cow with stinky feet! Of course, this requires Zhu Yuanzhang to step down and replace him with a benevolent and virtuous king.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is what is the master picture? He didn't want to bring his knowledge into the coffin and let himself help carry it? This is not scientific! For Confucians, who attach great importance to their teachers, they have never heard of a great Confucian who uses his only descendant disciple as bait, and they usually do this work themselves.

Besides, where did the old man take a fancy to himself? That bad word? Or did you use the famous phrase "carry the hand of the son, grow old with the son" hundreds of years in advance for the romance drama of children? It's good if this doesn't make the old man angry.

Today, who of the big people, including Zhu Yuanzhang, doesn't want to, and who hasn't tried to send his heir to the master and really worship him? is the crown prince Zhu Biao, who has had the experience of being returned!

In the end, the second best thing to do, the old man Song Lian, who was about to be implicated in the Hu Weiyong case in the next year in history, became the prince's teacher, and this division is more of an official title, as for whether Song Lian really handed over what he had learned all his life to Zhu Biao, Zhu Ding was skeptical.

The patriarchs of the wealthy families with a little worse status are even more eager to send the most proud descendants to the master, even if they sweep the floor with tea and water, as long as they stay up for a few years, even if they don't learn the roots, they can go out and show off that they grew up with the old master, as long as this person is not too stupid, then the career will be smooth sailing.

But now, after confiscating disciples all his life, and people in the world thought that he would not accept his disciples, Old Master Sun, who was extremely polite to Zhu Ding, and even begged him to become his disciple in a pleading tone.

Zhu Ding's brain almost stopped, and he couldn't help but ask himself: "What do I have more?" ”

It's not that he's not confident, but he has self-knowledge, he Zhu Ding has the most Chinese qualifications, but he has read more than 30 years of books than normal people, most of which are still reading repeatedly, and he doesn't have any opinions on the scriptures and history, at most, there are some cognitions far beyond the times, but they will only be revealed in front of the closest people.

He really didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the old master's gourd, and what purpose it was.

However, after seeing the red face of this old master, who is admired by the world and respected by the students, and the timidly gaze in his eyes that is persistent but definitely inconsistent with his age, the Zhu Ding ghost nodded his head in a disgraceful manner.

Old Master Sun let out a long breath, nodded with relief, his face flashed like a baby's shame, and he glanced at Zhu Ding with great joy, and then blew the oil lamp, got into the thin quilt, and began to sleep.

"That's, it's over?" Zhu Ding's heart became even more puzzled, and he couldn't understand what the old master was going to do, until the master's soft snoring sounded, he completely shrank into the quilt, and prepared to fall asleep with a heavy heart.

"Oh, it's useless when people are old, ah, it's not in a hurry, after you go out, let your grandfather take a corner of bacon to my house and go through the motions, and then give my old man a cup of tea, and then let Duan Hong's old guy be a witness, his status is lower, and he has wronged you a little, but his knowledge is real, and it can only be expedient.

Sleep, you still have injuries on your body, ask your senior sister to make you a pot of cow hooves tomorrow to make up for it. ”

Subsequently, without waiting for Zhu Ding's reaction, the snoring resumed.

Zhu Ding looked at the master who fell asleep in an instant, and he no longer felt sleepy, this is really to accept him into the door wall!?

When Zhu Ding, who had not slept for most of the night tossed by the chaotic thoughts in his mind, woke up from his deep dream, he was already three poles old, and he was the only one left in the small cell, if it weren't for the quilt on his body, if it weren't for the bookshelf in the corner and the neatly arranged thin quilts and books on it, Zhu Ding almost thought that last night was just a bizarre dream.

There was a letterhead next to Zhu Ding's pillow, and he picked it up casually, which was the master's handwriting.

Master Sun went back to the academy to attend classes, that was his main duty, just simply explained to Zhu Ding, he couldn't delay his schoolwork because he was injured, and left a catalog for him to read during the day, and Master would return to the prison again at dusk to teach Zhu Ding to read at night.

Zhu Ding lowered his hand, not knowing what to think, could it be that his thinking had been too dark all along?

Soon after, he folded the letter in his hand carefully and neatly, and placed it in the palm of his hand.

"Someone, no one cares about hanging the master here?"

As soon as Zhu Ding's words fell, he saw Zhou Gong trotting out all the way, holding a basin of water in his hand, a towel on his shoulder, and a basket in his mouth, running in front of Zhu Ding like rhubarb and waging his tail to please him.

Zhu Ding glanced at him, it was a pity that he had a good flying fish suit.

"Little boy, that old man is really inappropriate......

Zhu Ding, who was washing his hands, did not hesitate to give Zhou Gong a big slap, but this time he didn't leave any strength, and the right side of the opponent's face was swollen high, four red marks climbed, and even a few teeth flew away.

Zhu Ding looked indifferently at Zhou Gong, who knelt on the ground again, and said, "Master's reputation, how can a villain like you insult it?" If you have something to say, let me hear any disrespectful words from your dog's mouth, and I will not only send you to the palace, but also don't keep your note! ”

After that, Zhu Ding looked at his right hand that was a little painful by Zhou Kong's thick face with satisfaction, and nodded unexpectedly but with satisfaction, it's good, this hand is very good today, and it is not dislocated.

No matter what the master's true purpose is, after all, he has sincerely taught Zhu Ding real knowledge, if it is really unfavorable to Zhu Ding, and even some plots related to his life, although Zhu Ding will not be polite; But that's his business, and naturally he can't tolerate a villain like Zhou Gong meddling indiscriminately.

Zhou Gong was beaten by Zhu Ding, staring at Zhu Ding's feet with horror and surprise on his face, he never expected that the mysterious "little eunuch" in front of him would have such skills.

"Little boy Qiyu, that ...... That old master Sun Mingli took care of you in this prison, and when he left, he also threatened my subordinates, saying that he had given a chapter to the saint, and let us not touch you until His Majesty's approval, but since yesterday before he came, that ...... The old master Sun began to spread rumors and slander, saying that the little boy was ...... The little boy is ......"

However, Zhou Gong's words were not finished after all, and he was interrupted by a loud voice outside the prison door.

"Say he's a fool, a stupid and clumsy fool, this Mingzhou's Jinyi Wei Qianhu is really not as good as a term, the old man will ask him another day, is his subordinates all from the fools?

That Sun Meihe is clearly changing the law to save this child, why did it become slander in your mind? How did you make it to a thousand households, you idiot? ”

Zhu Dingshun went to the prestige, and the one who could scold a Jinyi Wei Qianhu with such confidence was naturally Mr. Wen and Liu Bowen.

"Big young master, now you are famous, and you will move Mingzhou City overnight!

Zhao Dasha, hahahaha......"