Chapter 22: Master and Apprentice

Wei Qiao walked out of the teahouse, couldn't help but exhale, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable in his heart. Doing something for the Wei family, he, an impostor young master who eats and lives for nothing, finally has some excuses for self-comfort in his heart.

Xiangling followed behind Wei Qiao step by step, her little face was red, and her big eyes were full of excitement. The young master is getting more and more talented, and her mind is full of indescribable itchy feelings.

The crowd was still surging on the street, Wei Qiao looked up at the sky, and found that there was still a lot of time, so he slowly paced in the direction of the Cloud Buddha Temple.

The little girl followed behind Wei Qiao's buttocks, looking at his back, her small mouth pursed, she smiled sweetly, and her big eyes were shining and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Wei Gongzi." With a sudden shout, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned sideways, fortunately, he had practiced his body technique, and he was able to avoid the figure and did not directly collide.

As soon as Wei Qiao stood still, the little girl suddenly rushed over, blocked in front of Wei Qiao, and glared angrily: "What do you want to do!" The little face is fierce, and the two small fists are clenched tightly like a little hen protecting food.

Wei Qiao looked carefully at the young man not far in front of him, fifteen or sixteen years old, his face was white, his eyes flashed, and he was dressed in a brocade dress, but he gave people a sense of weakness that cowered and cowered.

Wei Qiao pushed Xiangling away and said with a smile: "Brother Tai knows me? "This man he had seen in the teahouse, and he was one of the few people who did not watch him.

The young man's eyes twitched, and the fingers clenched into his fist loosened back and forth, indicating that he was extremely flustered and hesitant.

"I know you!" After a long time, the young man took a breath, as if he had made up his mind.

Wei Qiao glared at the little girl who was still standing in the middle, and said with a smile: "Oh? How did you meet me? ”

The young man seemed to have played a role in self-encouragement, his voice gradually stabilized, his eyes still flashed, and his voice trembled: "Sister Yiyun told me." ”

Wei Qiao sighed, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Then what are you looking for me?" ”

When the young man heard this, his face showed a hint of panic again, but then he seemed to think of something, and said with a firm face: "I want to follow you!" ”

Wei Qiao's eyes smiled more, and he said, "Why?" ”

The young man's face suddenly turned red, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes became more and more evasive, and he said in a low voice, "I, I want to learn from you." ”

Wei Qiao raised his eyebrows, nodded with a smile and said, "If you want to learn to compose poetry, I can't teach you this, and you can see that I don't know how to compose poetry at all." ”

The young man's white face turned red, and he said, "I don't learn poetry, learn, learn skills!" ”

Wei Qiao's eyes were strange, and he was puzzled: "Learn skills?" Do I have what you need to learn? ”

The young man hurriedly nodded vigorously, but his clenched fists trembled a little.

Wei Qiao looked at the young man carefully, his skin was white, his eyes were clear, and he was dressed in gorgeous clothes. If it weren't for the timid appearance of cowering, it would be a handsome and elegant son-in-law. If he guessed correctly, the young man must have been instructed by Yi Yun, or there was something unfinished and extremely important in his heart that he needed himself, so he was so nervous.

Wei Qiao became interested, looked at him indifferently and smiled: "Oh, then what is your name?" ”

As soon as the young man heard that Wei Qiao agreed, he hurriedly said: "Fu Yang, next to the word fire, the word cloud cliff." ”

Wei Qiao frowned when he heard this, Yang Nai was a derogatory term, a blatant humiliation, he didn't understand why his father would give his son such a name.

Wei Qiao saw that the young Fu Yang didn't seem to be displeased, and wondered: "Who gave you this name?" "Generally speaking, the name of a child born in Daqi is chosen by the father, but there are exceptions, that is, the father dies suddenly before he knows that he has a child. Otherwise, the Daqi people, who regard the first right to take the name of the father, will not give the child's name to others, even the elders. If it was his uncle in the family who didn't want to see him, it would be understandable that he deliberately chose this name.

The young man was slightly stunned, and he also understood the meaning of Wei Qiao's words, his expression was slightly dark, and he said, "Father." ”

Wei Qiao frowned, and then nodded slightly. Some fathers don't like their concubines, or they do such resentful things at the instigation of other wives and concubines.

Wei Qiao was now a little sympathetic to this young man, walked over and put his arm around his shoulders and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if your father doesn't like you, you will change your fame later." "With fame comes the right to change one's name.

Fu Yang was hugged by Wei Qiao like this, and suddenly had a little courage, but thinking about changing his name, his lips moved, and he was deflated again.

Wei Qiao also understood that it would be difficult for people who were used to being suppressed to get out of the cage all of a sudden, so he patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay, talk while walking." ”

Fu Yang seemed to think of his father at home, and he became listless for a while.

Wei Qiao made understatement along the way, but Fu Yang seemed to have been instructed, and he didn't say a word about his life experience, only saying that his father was an official, and he was very strict with him, and he never looked at him seriously. But Wei Qiao seemed to feel from his rambling words that what really bothered Fu Yang was not his father's strictness, but something else.

However, the two had a very shallow relationship, and Wei Qiao didn't ask much, but asked how he met Yiyun. Fu Yang looked at him left and right, and it seemed to be another hidden relationship. Wei Qiao has never been interested in other people's **, but this young man makes him feel very interesting.

Xiangling followed behind the two, interjecting from time to time, Fu Yang didn't feel abrupt at all, smiled shyly, and answered all questions. This also made Wei Qiao's good impression of him greatly increased, and pulled the little girl between the two, and the three of them talked and laughed.

The little girl talked about Wei Qiao's poem with Feng Youli just now, revealing the mystery, and Fu Yang, who already had a bottom in his heart, still laughed and couldn't control it. That polite letter is conceited, and now it is estimated that it has been preached everywhere, if he knows that he won the seven-year-old Wei Qiao by then, I don't know what will happen!

Xiangling said the few words she remembered just now, and Fu Yang, who listened to it, was stunned, and cautiously asked Wei Qiao's original words. Wei Qiao looked at the two people who were talking happily, and said the two words with a smile.

Fu Yang's face changed immediately after hearing this, and the whole person was stunned, his eyes flashed, and his mouth muttered. Suddenly, I remembered Yiyun's entrustment before coming.

Wei Qiao and Xiangling walked a few steps before they found that Fu Yang hadn't followed, so they couldn't help but walk back again.

Wei Qiao was just about to open his mouth to ask a question, Fu Yang looked solemn, clasped his hands into fists, bowed and said, "Please also ask Mr. to accept me as a disciple." ”

Wei Qiao was stunned, this action is extremely rare, but as soon as he does it, it is an unchangeable and decisive move from the heart. Wei Qiao frowned slightly, he knew that if he rejected him today, this matter would definitely become a 'stain' on Fu Yang for the rest of his life, a laughing stock for the rest of his life!

Wei Qiao frowned, and his heart began to spin. He didn't think that Fu Yang was so excited when he saw his two poems that he wanted to apprentice impulsively, Wei Qiao guessed that it should be Yiyun.

Although Wei Qiao didn't know what was going on, he could also understand that Fu Yang would not be untargeted. nodded indifferently, reached out to hold his fist, and said with a smile: "Well, you are my first disciple." ”

Fu Yang's expression was greatly lifted, he was actually playing the drum just now in his heart, this idea was a whim of him, Yi Yun meant that it would be good for him to make friends with Wei Qiao. He naturally understood the consequences of such a thing, but according to Yun's judgment and what he had seen with his own eyes, he still suddenly made up his mind. It was the first major decision he made in his life.

Fu Yang's heart was also trembling, but now when he heard Wei Qiao's promise, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted: "Student Fu Yang has seen the teacher. ”

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