The county ordered Gongsun Fu to find me?

This was something Su Ang hadn't expected, but before he could think about it, the wind swept him away.

The body flies higher and higher, straight over the two courtyard walls, and at the foot is the simple and solemn county magistrate yamen, the halls and chess are distributed, and the pavilions and grass pavilions are dotted among them.

The first time he flew so high, Su Ang was relaxed, but he was a little embarrassed, Yao Guo had no underwear, the robe was empty, the wind was blowing and the ass was cold, and flying in the air, he had to close his legs to prevent him from walking naked.

There were also soldiers below who looked up and found that it was Wen Peng Zhu Pleiades, so they continued to patrol, or stood opposite each other in armor, and soon Su Ang followed Zhu Pleiades and fell down and landed at the door of the inner hall in the center of the yamen.

Zhu Yu went in directly, but Su Ang was stopped by the soldiers, asking Su Ang to untie the fine iron sword, and then take off his shoes before entering.

Su Ang found out that Zhu Yu was wearing foot socks, he should have not had time to put on shoes when he picked him up, and his heart warmed slightly, and then he was even more embarrassed, because he didn't even have a pair of socks.

The Yao Kingdom has a strict hierarchy, and it is the same as wearing boots, and only the third-level knighthood is eligible to wear boots and socks.

Su Ang could only walk barefoot on the cold floor in small steps, which was the etiquette that should be expected to meet elders and officials, including the elderly Wen Peng Zhu Pleiades.

Not long after walking through the mezzanine and entering the lobby, I saw the county commander Gongsun Fu wearing a casual clothes, sitting at the back of the desk, looking at it with a relieved face.

Su Ang hurriedly smiled, but his eyes were attracted by the crown on Gongsun Fu's head.

He also has a crown, which is made of willow wood on the inside and wrapped in red cloth on the outside, symbolizing the first-class knighthood, while Gongsun Fu's crown is black and shiny, which is obviously not ordinary.

Black Jade Bundle Crown!

Su Ang, who remembered a name, hurriedly lowered his head, and a breath of cool air stuck in his throat.

The first four are 'scholars', which are the official doctors, the public doctors, the public doctors, and the public passengers, who are one higher than the scholars, and the higher ones are the 'Qing'.

Generally speaking, Gongsun Fu, who is the county commander, should be an official doctor with a sixth-level title, at most only a seventh-level public doctor.

But what did you see? Gongsun Fu was wearing civilian clothes, but he didn't wear an official hat, and the crown on his head was made of black jade, which means that Gongsun Fu's title was Zuo Shuchang, a tenth-rank lord, and he belonged to the top ten kings above the scholar and doctor.

Such a title is enough to be a county like a feudal official!

Noticing Su Ang's eyes, Gongsun stroked the crown on his head, and smiled, his title is indeed very high, but the official position is already 'very small', and these are not hindered, he wants to accept Su Ang as an apprentice, and knowledge alone is enough.

He looked at Su Ang, his smile became more and more kind, before, he thought that Su Ang was greedy for children, it was unbearable, and Su Ang's attachment to Guangliang made him feel pity for a good seedling. Because of some things in the past, his Wenjie heart is 'the past cannot be traced', and if Su Ang wants to eat the grass of Guangliangren, it is impossible to be his disciple.

And now that Su Ang has withdrawn from marriage, it is completely in line with his philosophy, and his poetry is superior to that of the Su family, so he must accept it!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Gongsun was stunned, and his talent swept out, and he dragged Su Ang to his side with his simple talent, he grabbed Su Ang's cuffs, touched it slightly, and grabbed the fan bone made by Bai Tiejian.

The white iron slip is just a slip that is one grade higher than the green bamboo slip, which is not a good thing, but there are small characters on the fan bone, faintly with golden light, this is only a grade higher than the green bamboo slip, and it is no longer a mortal thing.

"It's the Eternal Golden Light?"

Gongsun Fu hurriedly approached his eyes, stared at the small words on the fan bone, and looked at Su Ang later, his eyes were full of surprise and ecstasy.

The eternal golden light is written by Wenjie, and it is necessary to use his own talent to write the first chapter above the famous movement before it can appear.

It doubles the power of the poem, and it will never disappear, even if the slip is broken, it will remain on the fragments, so it is called the eternal golden light.

"It's a pity that I only understand three percent thoroughly. Gongsun sighed.

Although it is an original writing, for Wen Jie, even his own poems cannot be transparent, and writing poems is often a flash of inspiration, the so-called 'article is natural, and the original author may not be able to understand all the states of mind when writing.

Gongsun Fu said that it was a pity, but he liked Su Ang more and more, and exclaimed: "Sancheng is also rare, this is a war poem, a war poem that is higher than love poems and writing scene poems, you have never experienced the battlefield, you only read one or two from the book, you can understand and understand Sancheng thoroughly, and you can write such poems, it is rare, rare!"

Hearing this, Su Ang raised his eyes in amazement.

hurriedly arched his hand and said: "Qiyu County Prince, the "Stopper Song" on the fan bone is not composed by the late life, but by the late teacher Lu Lun. The teacher is above, and he does not dare to impersonate in his later life. ”

Gongsun Fu's mouth shook: "What about the song "Acacia"?"

"The song "Acacia" was written by Wang Wei, a teacher in his later life. ”

His mouth shook again, and even Fang Zheng's face twitched a little, and Gongsun Fu asked again: "Then who wrote the poems you used to open up Wenshan?"

"Qiyu County Princess,"

Su Ang was a little embarrassed and said: "The teacher is above, it was made by the late-born teacher, called "Qinyuan Spring", but the specific content was not allowed to be revealed. ”

Su Ang concealed a word in "Qinyuan Spring Snow", because he had heard of the heavy snow that swept the world.

And he didn't need to say more, at this moment, the faces of the county commander Gongsun Fu and Wen Peng Zhu Yu stiffened, and they glanced at each other, and they both saw extremely complex emotions such as disbelief and questioning in each other's eyes.

In the country of Yao, there are two kinds of teachers, one is the teacher, and the other is the teacher.

For disciples, there can be countless masters, but there is only one teacher, plus this eternal golden light, Su Jiazi, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open!

Wen Peng Zhu Yu suddenly realized, and used his talent to convey the sound of Gongsun Fu and said: "Qiyu County Prince, it's just a song "Acacia", Su Jiazi is just a poet, it's nothing, but he is a war poem, and there is "Qinyuan Spring", this is a demon. Does the Su family want to keep their heads up?"

Gongsun Fu nodded slightly, feeling that this was roughly the case. But if Su Ang Taoguang is obscure, how can he accept apprentices?

There was some entanglement, and the county ordered Gongsun to stroke his beard.

Calling a teacher, that is, accepting the disciples who have entered the room, and they want to truly inherit the mantle, so what is it to have many teachers?

Even if it's just a lie, how can you say it?

Called the Mentor?

His grandson's identity is different, but he can't afford to lose this face.

Thinking of this, Gongsun Fu took a deep breath and persuaded: "Su Jiazi, it is appropriate for Taoguang to cultivate obscurity, but it should not be said that there are so many teachers. ”

"Qiyu County Gong is indeed made by a late-born teacher. ”

Su Ang raised his eyes, his gaze burning like a spark in the night.

At this time, it was very unwise to insist, in the Divine Court, Tang Bohu and others also spoke one after another, asking Su Ang to admit that it was a chapter written by himself, but Su Ang ignored it, and recognized this, he felt that he was a son of man in vain!

"The teacher is above, and every sentence of the late life is true!"

Arching his hand to the sky, Su Ang's waist was straight, and the whole person stood like a pine. It was evening, and the rays of the setting sun shone on his face from the window, and the green bamboo thorn painting was dyed red, showing even more perseverance.

"You are in this offspring, why don't you want to worship me as a master?" Gongsun Fu retreated and begged for the second.

Hearing this, Wen Peng Zhu Yu next to him, a pair of old eyes suddenly widened, and they also suddenly glowed. He had heard that the county magistrate wanted to accept apprentices, but he should only joke, as Gongsun Fu, accepting apprentices is a big event!

But now that he was really going to accept the apprentice, he didn't wait for Su Ang to answer, and suddenly kicked Su Ang's leg. Su Ang bowed to the ground unprepared, took advantage of the situation to salute Gongsun Fu, turned his head again, and looked at Zhu Yu's old face aggrievedly.

Bai Shangshi, he is willing, Tang Bohu said that he agreed, but what is this for?

A Guangliang man dared to take off his clothes in front of him and wanted to marry into the family, and a Guangteng coerced and lured him to do everything possible to force him to marry.

Su Ang couldn't help but feel: The people of this Yao country are so straightforward, crisp, and neat, are they shameless?

"Good, good, good apprentice!"

Worship is worship, but have not yet drunk tea, Gongsun Fu grabbed the tea cup on the case, stuffed it into Su Ang's hand, and then snatched it back, took a sip of it, and said with a smile: "When you don't Taoguang and keep your eyes on it, don't say anything 'the teacher is above', Benqing will accept you into the room." With the title of this master, in the future, if you worship the teacher, no shameless person will dare to rob Benqing! Well, since you have apprenticed to the teacher. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Gongsun Fu picked up the fan bone, looked at it and said: "It's not stingy to be a teacher, your fan is just a fan bone, and the teacher will make it for you." Come on, come on, 'drunk the song of the eight immortals, raise your hand to hold the sun and the moon'. ”

Under the 'exit chapter', Gongsun Fu poked out five fingers to the sky, as if he was dragging the sun and the moon down, the long case, the bookshelf, the slip on it, and even the entire lobby and the floor were trembling, and a half-human box shot out like pitch black and cold electricity.

Staring at Su Ang, Gongsun took the box without looking back, and after opening it, he took out the pen and ink inkstone, as well as short knives, gums, and various jade buckles that radiated a lustrous light.

He put down the things one by one, and then pulled out the red brocade silk of his marriage.

"Good apprentice, we have to understand everything as Wenjie, but we must remember not to go back. ”

One more word of advice, Gongsun Fu put his talent in his fingertips, cut the best brocade silk the size of a folding fan, and quickly glued the fan surface and cleaned it up. After that, the pen is sharpened and the pen is drawn on the fan surface.

Su Ang leaned over to look and found that eight figures appeared quickly on the bottom of the brocade silk of the marriage, which were eight girls, which could be called eight beautiful pictures.

Like Tang Bohu's eight beautiful pictures, the beauties in it are alive and fragrant, with a figure like a depiction, affectionate and shy, and all of them have a smile back and a smile, and all kinds of charm surround their eyebrows.

When the painting was finished, Gongsun Fu shook the folding fan and fanned the wind, and the eight beautiful pictures seemed to come to life, and the painting was extremely vivid, however, when Su Ang came closer to watch, Gongsun Fu suddenly waved the fan.

As soon as the speed was fast, the eight beautiful pictures suddenly turned into eight white bone skeletons, whistling in the yin wind, which made people's hearts chill.

"There are thousands of things in the world, and my daughter's heart is the most impermanent. ”

The folding fan stopped in front of Su Ang's face, the speed slowed down, and Yami returned to normal.

Gongsun Fu leaned forward with the folding fan, and touched the green bamboo thorn on Su Ang's left face and said: "Eight beauties on a red background, this middle fan is called the blood impermanence fan." Good disciples, don't covet your children's private affairs. ”

"Obey the teachings. ”