Jing Ninghou was a little unwilling, he felt that the two of them could be rescued again.

However, Feng Lanyu and Jiang Fengjin stood at the door of the small courtyard, not giving an inch, and Mr. Zhang in the courtyard seemed to be extremely angry and kept scolding, Jing Ninghou really couldn't pull his face.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't want to worship this teacher for a long time, let him stay in the mountains and chop wood and carry water every day?

It's impossible in this life!

"Father!" Zhao Yuanlang was a little angry: "Let's go back!" There are so many learned people in the world, why do you have to find this old man with a strange temper? ”

Zhao Yuanlang has been pampered since he was a child, and he is used to being lawless, and it is no big or small to talk to his father at this time, in short, if he doesn't follow his wishes, he will make trouble.

Originally, I heard that Mr. Zhang Yuanming's name was loud enough, and he was quite looking forward to worshipping this teacher, after all, it was a lot of face to say it!

But under the cruel blow of reality, he expressed discouragement and especially rejection.

Jing Ninghou was helpless, hesitated for a long time, and finally left with his son.

After all, chopping wood also brought him a lot of shadows.

After the father and son left, Jiang Fengjin looked at Feng Lanyu indescribably, a little helpless and a little funny.

Feng Lanyu winked at him and said, "Let's go, go in and coax it, and entangle it again, maybe it's done?" ”

Jiang Fengjin reluctantly followed her into the small courtyard.

The old man sat in the small courtyard angrily, and he didn't read a book, so he drank tea there to reduce the fire.

Seeing Feng Lanyu and the others coming in, he regretted it very much: "I knew that today, I should have listened to the words of the second child and tied a big wolf dog in the yard." ”

Feng Lanyu said sincerely: "Old man, I'm afraid it's useless to tie up the dog......"

Is she the kind of person who retreats in the face of difficulties? No!

The old gentleman snorted coldly: "That's it, you have such thick skin, you can't even gnaw your teeth." ”

Feng Lanyu: "......"

Feng Lanyu silently stepped forward to pour tea, and the meaning of flattering was very obvious.

Feng Lanyu doesn't look very old, but fifteen or sixteen years old, but he is smart and lively, articulate, and the point is that the steamed cheese is delicious!

Mr. Zhang felt that this little girl was a little interesting, and after drinking two cups of tea, the anger just now subsided.

After all, I didn't really get angry with this little girl.

He looked at Jiang Fengjin, who was standing on the side with an indifferent face, and then looked at Feng Lanyu, who was full of flattery, and asked, "Who is he?" ”

Feng Lanyu said: "My husband's younger brother." ”

Mr. Zhang was a little surprised, he thought it was her half-brother and half-mother, otherwise how could he be so concerned?

"Since you are the younger brother of your husband's family, what are you doing so worried? Wouldn't it be okay to let your husband's family worry about it? ”

Mr. Zhang looked at Feng Lanyu with some hatred: "If people ask you to come, you will come?" The old man sees that you are not stupid, how can you do such a thankless job? ”

Jiang Fengjin stared at Mr. Zhang with a gloomy face, and then looked at Feng Lanyu pitifully.

This old immortal actually sowed discord in front of him!

Feng Lanyu sighed and looked sad: "The old gentleman doesn't know that my husband died on the day he got married." ”

The old gentleman's hand holding the teacup shook, and he looked at Feng Lanyu in shock, deeply doubting the authenticity of this matter.

Feng Lanyu said dejectedly: "Three days after getting married, our lord was also bedridden, and now in this Hou Mansion, I and a few younger siblings are left to rely on each other." ”

Mr. Zhang put down the teacup, looked at Feng Lanyu without saying a word, and said, "Mourning." ”

"But," Mr. Zhang's voice changed, and said, "However, your husband died well!" ”

The corner of Feng Lanyu's mouth twitched: "......"

Mr. Zhang said again: "After all, with a lady like you, in the days to come, life is better than death." ”

It is better to die early than to be born early, so as not to be sinned.

Feng Lanyu looked at Mr. Zhang speechlessly, and even she had nothing to say for a while.

It was rare to see Feng Lanyu speechless, Mr. Zhang was in a good mood again, he had also heard about the affairs of the Marquis of Wenchang's mansion, and now that he heard Feng Lanyu say it, he probably knew the identities of Feng Lanyu and Jiang Fengjin.

When Mr. Zhang had not yet returned to seclusion, he had met with the old marquis of Jiang a few times, the Jiang family had been in the army for three generations, guarding the family and country, and now that the Hou Mansion was isolated, he naturally did not hesitate to reach out to help.

As for the future, it all depends on the creation of these young people.

Mr. Zhang took a slow sip of tea, looked at the two, and suddenly said, "That's it, the old man gives you two choices." ”

Feng Lanyu was in good spirits, and Jiang Fengjin was suspicious, not believing that this old immortal could speak so well.

Mr. Zhang said: "Or, I will take you as an apprentice,"

He pointed to Feng Lanyu.

Feng Lanyu was shocked, and Jiang Fengjin was also stunned.

The two looked at the old gentleman dumbfounded, not knowing what kind of joke he was making.

Mr. Zhang was very satisfied with their reactions, and said, "Or, I'll write you a letter of recommendation, and you go to Zhang Ruolin, a cabinet scholar." ”

This was said to Jiang Fengjin, Zhang Ruolin, a cabinet scholar, this is Mr. Zhang Yuanming's first student and his adopted son, who was adopted by Zhang Yuanming to teach when he was young.

Those who defected to Mr. Zhang and had no way out, naturally turned around and went to Zhang Ruolin, but Zhang Ruolin is still in office after all, and he is in a high position in the cabinet, so he naturally will not accept students easily, after all, the families of those students should not be underestimated, and if they are not careful, they will fall into partisan disputes.

But if there is a letter of recommendation from Mr. Zhang Yuanming, it will be very different!

To tell the truth, it is also very good to be able to worship Zhang Ruolin as a teacher, after all, he is in the cabinet, and if Jiang Fengjin can pass the exam in the future, there is no suspense in staying in the capital, and maybe with the help of Zhang Ruolin, he will be assigned to a good yamen.

Feng Lanyu was almost immediately moved.

As for Zhang Yuanming's words that he wanted to take her as an apprentice, she directly ignored it.

She doesn't take the imperial examination, and she doesn't need fame, what does she do with her apprenticeship? Do you want to make steamed cheese for his old man?

There is nothing so good in this world!

Mr. Zhang said to Feng Lanyu again: "You have to think clearly, if you worship me as a teacher, you are the only female disciple I have accepted in this life, and it is also my last student, this identity alone is enough for you to gain a firm foothold in the capital in the future, and fame and fortune are both gained, in today's world, men are superior to women, and this identity can allow you to walk in the world like a man, and you are not bound by the identity of a woman, and it is even possible to leave a name in history." ”

Mr. Zhang was so cheeky that he said this, thinking that normal people were about to be tempted by his statement.

Although there is a suspicion of boasting, but he is right, throughout the ages, few hermit Confucians would think of accepting women as apprentices, and most of the famous women in history were born in scholarly families.

If Feng Lanyu can really worship under the name of Mr. Zhang, it will inevitably cause a sensation in the capital.

Feng Lanyu didn't think about it without any waves, and there would be more people who wanted to kill her at that time!

Feng Lanyu didn't have to think about it, and immediately spoke: "Old man, then you should hurry up and write a letter of recommendation!" It's not early, and I'm still in a hurry to go home for dinner! ”

Mr. Zhang: "......"

He glared at Feng Lanyu angrily, and hated iron even more.

What a clever girl, she has no pursuit!

It's really a bad day, and one generation is not as good as the next!