From a young age, I realized that I was more unlucky than ordinary children, but I never expected it to be so inhumane. Speaking of my story, even the most knowledgeable storyteller in Chang'an City was stunned, it can't be called a story, it is more like an accident to put it properly.

I don't think I can take any more, it's the limit, but the limit seems to be what is meant to be challenged. Master said that as long as a person continues to live, he will always encounter something even more unfortunate than before. But Master also said that as long as you live, you can always keep the clouds open and see the moon. Master has said many things in the past ten years, and every sentence seems simple, but it is actually very simple. Anyway, I've always only understood the superficial meaning, and only scratched the surface.

Don't underestimate these furs, ordinary disciples can't even grasp my fur.

I feel that Master has placed great expectations on me and earnestly hopes that I will be able to achieve great things in the future. Otherwise, there is no need for Master to teach me so many skills, and I have been teaching for so many years. Alas, it's a pity, after self-assessment, I found that it was difficult for me to do anything that glorified the lintel, and it was my ancestors who burned high incense when they were safe.

Compared with Master, I don't have any expectations for wealth, I just want him to be rich and rich for the rest of his life. On the contrary, the apprentice is more ambitious than the master, this guy is not willing to be a rich second generation who eats nonsense, his ultimate dream is to be a chivalrous man, fight grievances, and eliminate violence and peace.

I remember that half of the boys I played with in Chang'an City dreamed of being a chivalrous man, and a large part of them were officials or businessmen, and the remaining small part said that they had no ideas, and these friends who had no ideas still had no ideas when they grew up, and most of them nested at home to gnaw at the old. When I was a child, I could roam around the streets indiscriminately, basically small beggars or girls from poor people's families, and those ladies rarely went out to participate in the social activities of their peers.

There are very few aspiring young people like Fugui who can stick to their childhood dreams in Chang'an City, and few of the real heroes dreamed of becoming a generation of chivalrous warriors when they were young, and I was inspired to be a scholar like Mr. Lu when I was a child, but Mr. Lu took off the title of scholar before I grew up, and turned to devote himself to secular novels. In this way, I have no choice but to give up following in Mr. Lu's footsteps, otherwise there will be another member of Fengyue's fiction world.

I struck at Fugui and said: Where is your turn to eliminate violence and peace, are all those officials in the court who are in the court eat white rice?

Fugui said: Those who are in charge of the officials offer themselves to the shrine one by one, where can they see the suffering of the people.

I said, "If there were a few more enthusiastic heroes like you to solve the problem for them, wouldn't these people in the court be able to live in peace above the temple?"

Fugui said: It makes sense, what should the futile do?

I said, "Come, come over your ears~."

Fugui immediately put his ear to my lips.

I said: Continue to earn money, earn the money of the court, no matter how much money there is in this world, there is a certain amount, the more money you have, the corrupt officials will have nowhere to be greedy, and then you can use this silver to help the people.

Fugui said: Okay, okay, I want to make money, I want to be a hero, I want to be the richest hero. Hahahaha.

I think as long as this product is not defeated, the money will naturally only increase, and his father knows how to make money. However, the dream of being a hero may only be thought about in a dream. Although I think so in my heart, I still encourage my lover's dreams, and it's always a good thing to have a dream to inspire yourself.

At noon, Fugui went to the thatched house, and when he came back, he handed me a notice without washing his hands.

I asked: What is this?

Fugui said: Well, it's better for the master to open it and take a look at it himself.

I flattened out the crumpled notice, quickly skimmed through the contents, and suddenly blushed.

Master glanced back at me and asked, "Are you hot?"

I shook my head.

Fugui took back the notice from me, turned his head in front of the master, and said with a wicked smile: "The master doesn't know, the big and small toilets in Chang'an City are all plastered with the master's marriage notices, and the master has taken great pains to find a good son-in-law. This spring has not yet arrived, and Master is afraid that he has already thought of spring.

I said, "Nonsense!" I don't know anything about it. Ah, it must be my second mother.

I swallowed and looked up to spy on their reactions.

Master said, "Yes." It's really not your master's doing, disciple, look at this portrait.

Fugui stepped forward and carefully observed the portrait, rubbed his nose and said: It's not real, the eyebrows are clear, the eyes are beautiful, Yin Tao has a small mouth, I don't know which lady it looks like, anyway, it doesn't look like a master. In this way, Master, you are a fraud!

I rolled my eyes at Fugui.

Master said, "If your master had done this himself, the portrait would not have been painted in such a style." Whether the woman in this painting is like her or not, she is simply a person. Disciple, if your master writes, I don't know if it's a monkey or a horse.

I saw the two of them covering their faces with notices, hiding behind them and laughing.

It would be great if Changgui and Mr. Nie were both there at this time, and they would definitely make this pair of master ancestors and disciples surrender to the Beast Sect.

And I, a lone beast, can only endure the humiliation for the time being, and taste the courage of lying down.

Thanks to my second mother, the business of the Chasing Wind Bar has been very good these days, everyone came in with a notice, and tore up the notice and left angrily, and they would say a word: What a thing!

The contents of the marriage notice are roughly as follows:

Name: Jiang Shan. Gender: Female. Fang is nineteen years old, six feet tall and a small section, good looks, good conduct, a house, a horse and an old mother, interested parties can go to the east of the city to catch the wind bar to see.

Immediately afterwards, my portrait is attached. The problem is in this painting, which is too beautified and distorted, and I guess those talented people are running in anticipation of the appearance of the person in the painting, but they are disappointed when they see me, and they don't have the courage to tear me apart with their own hands, so they can only tear my portrait apart in front of me.

This just shows how superficial these unscrupulous Chang'an older leftover men are. This matter also blames my Erniang for being anxious, and made such a big move without consulting me, although I myself have always been thick-skinned, but I can't stand such a humiliation. Er Niang didn't care about this, she thought that no matter what the black cat or the white cat could catch the mouse, it was a good cat, so she prevaricated me.

I tried to reason with her, and I said, "People don't have to get married in this life, you see that my master has been single for 300 years."

Erniang retorted: Can you compare with your master? If you have the ability, you can live for three hundred years.

I think it's easier to marry someone to marry you off than to live a long life.

I looked at the scraps of paper everywhere and had mixed feelings.

I complained: These crooked melons and cracked dates are really superficial.

Fugui said: Master Mo Qi, if they are excellent, how can it be their turn to go on a blind date in the toilet.

I said: To be a teacher is to die alone, and before I die, I will never marry these people, what bullshit.

Fugui said: How can it, doesn't the master still have me? I will definitely honor Master well in the future.

I said: You kid, when the ancestor was there, he had a face, and when the ancestor was not there, he had a face.

Fugui said: Hehe, Master doesn't remember villains. The apprentice's sincerity to the master can be seen by the sun and the moon. Master wants to eat, drink, and buy whatever he wants, but he said, "I'll buy it for you right away."

I said, "Did you say this set of rhetoric to your ancestor in private?"

Wealth and weakness: Oh, hey, the master must be filial, and the master's apprentices must also be filial.

I said: In this way, before the sun sets tomorrow, please be sure to eradicate all the blind date notices in Chang'an City, if anyone comes to the door with a marriage notice, the teacher will push you out to block the arrows.

Fugui said: No wonder Master, you can't get married.

As soon as the words fell, I pressed them to the ground and beat them up.

Just when education was rich, the boy named Su Shen appeared in the store after a long absence. Today, he changed into dark purple clothes, his figure is more delicate, he looks like the son of an official eunuch, and he can't smell the slightest smell of rivers and lakes.

Su Yan didn't say a word, he reached out and put something on my head, I tore it down and looked at it, it was the marriage notice again.

I said, "Ahem, listen to me, here's the thing—

Fugui said: Master, how many times have you explained this, and you still explain?

Su Yan sneered: It seems that I am not the first.

I said, "You're too late to count."

After saying that, I told Fugui to hurry up and do what I explained, and after being beaten up by me just now, he was obviously much more obedient.

Su Shen said: You are really everywhere, even squatting in the toilet can see you.

I said, "Who said it wasn't, you see, the thresholds have been broken."

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