Originally, there was only one small thatched hut in this thatched cottage, which was located in a secluded place in the countryside, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery was beautiful.

Later, the villagers worked together to build a few more rooms, separated from the front and back yards, for Mr. to live and teach, the backyard is the residence of Mr., the yard is planted with pine cinnamon peony, full of incense.

When Wei Zhi arrived, two rows of guards with bamboo and green unicorn patterns at the gate of the courtyard were guarding outside, the unicorn was a rui beast, how could ordinary people be matched? I think that the owner of this guard must have a noble status, otherwise how could he dress his guard with clothes and ornaments with the auspicious pattern of the beast?

But Mr. Ke said that he had no relatives and friends, and he was alone. On weekdays, they often use this to call these country boys who have gone to school, either to water the flowers and plants, or to loosen the soil for Songgui, and always detain him to cook and play chess.

He had been here for a long time, and he had not seen any visitors.

I don't know who is in this house today, there is a guest visiting, Wei Zhi is not good to rush in, and it is not good to bump into Mr.'s distinguished guest.

took the jade slave and waited outside.

In the Jiyong Hall, an old man with white hair is swaying, loosely hairpinned with a cinnamon branch, wearing a robe with blue gray hair and white holes, quite uninhibited and leaning on the rattan chair, his thin fingers are like the withered branches and leaves after winter, it is hard to imagine that the three words of the powerful Jiyong Hall are written by him.

He frowned and looked at the sunspots besieged on the wooden table, twisting his beard for a while, and pondering for a long time to find a way to solve the dilemma.

Yan Zhao sat across from him, and Xun Yu stood behind him.

Both of them stared intently at the thin old man opposite, whose face was wrinkled like a mass of cloth.

Really! The old man used his usual trick again, his waist bent suddenly, and his wide sleeves brushed on the wooden table, who knew that the two of them had already become familiar with his poor chess skills and poor chess quality.

Yan Zhao hooked the corners of his lips, Xun Yu smiled knowingly, and immediately brought a rattan chair to take the old man away from the wooden table.

Seeing that his trick was discovered, the old man's temper immediately came up, and he immediately scolded shamelessly: "Yan Shubai! You are so bold, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't respect your teacher more and more, and you don't let this stupid guard put me down, this game is considered to be my win! If you don't admit it, I will take out the thorns, teach you a good lesson, teach you what it means to respect teachers, and what it means to respect the old and love the young! "

It was not enough to scold Yan Zhao, and aimed the artillery at Xun Yu again: "And you!" I am your master's teacher, the teacher is like a father, I am his son, how dare you do this to me? I have followed your master in Juyan Mountain for more than ten years, and I have not learned the slightest good virtue of respecting teachers and loving the elderly, but I have only learned the bad behavior of your master! I knew this was the case, and I should have taken more care of you and Xu Song's kid in my schoolwork, so that you wouldn't misbehave outside and have no etiquette, and I would be ashamed to say that you were from Juyan Mountain..."

He scolded angrily at the top of his throat, and his voice shook the sky, and Wei Zhi, who was waiting outside, heard a slight sound.

I guessed that this stinky old fun-loving gentleman was pulling the guests to play chess again, and the guests in it were noble, and they would definitely not be at his mercy like a quail, so they were angry like this.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhi couldn't help but smile and bent his eyelashes.

Which of these boys from ten miles and eight towns doesn't treat him as an ancestor, and he always has to send some good food at home, and he never needs to touch his hands in the work of this academy, coaxing and petting, probably because he is used to a tricky temperament?

It's really rare to eat such a big deflated one now.

Speaking of which, when I was able to talk with Mr. hand-to-hand with my husband, many people rushed to grab it, and I was very proud of it.

It didn't take long to understand that Mr. was addicted to food.

Every time he breaks up his studies, he must leave someone to play chess with him, and he will always regret the chess when he loses, or he will set off the extreme game, and then take the trouble to ask and discuss the winning and losing of the chess game.

Wei Shi began to admire Mr. for not having talent in this way but studying hard, and patiently told him his own strategies and strategies, but who knew that the old man just didn't want to admit defeat.

Later, he let him win as he pleased, so he quickly outperformed those students who argued with his husband about winning or losing, and became the most favored and good student in Jiyongtang.

The old gentleman in the hall blew his beard and glared, scolding angrily, and this master and servant did not feel the slightest sense of guilt.

Seeing the two of them like this, the old man knew that he couldn't fight, and snorted angrily: "You are a filial piety, and you also know that the old man and I have suffered a lot in this poor ravine, come and take a look, I don't know what wind is blowing today, why are you here?" Looking at the teacher, who is lonely and wants to come to serve by his side? Eh, the old man... I can't do it..."

Yan Zhao smiled lightly, his eyes were like a sea of stars, ignoring his mockery and sarcasm, looking at the old man talking to himself, directing and acting by himself.

When he said enough, he ordered Xun Yu to go outside and bring in the food box.

As soon as the food box was brought into the house, the old man smelled it, and was still muttering on the rattan chair, and immediately stood up and snatched the food box from Xun Yu's hand: "You kid said that you have sauce elbows, what kind of chess do you play with elbows?" "

Yan Zhao smiled at the corner of his mouth, and teased warmly: "When I came, I saw Yihongru sitting on the desk and studying the scriptures, and I thought that I had entered the wrong door, and if I didn't get off the previous game, where could I recognize the teacher, after all, I haven't seen him for many years." "

Seeing that he was laughing at himself again, the old man took out the thorn and twitched it lightly: "The erector is rude!" Not an example! "

As he spoke, he ate it with great pleasure, and after a while, he seemed to remember something again: "There is a jar of good wine buried under the plum tree outside my courtyard, and I ask you, a stupid guard, to dig it up for me!" "

He waved his hand again: "That's it! That's it! You guard lacks roots, your head is not bright, and you don't break my treasured wine. "

Xun Yu said in his heart, this old stubborn is just accidentally breaking one of his vases when he was a child, and he has been clumsy and ineffective for so many years.

When the old man left the courtyard, he saw Wei Zhi waiting in the distance, smiled and waved his hand: "Wei family boy, come quickly!" Meet your brother! "

He shouted so loudly that even Yan Zhao in the house heard it.

If it wasn't for his father's insistence, he wouldn't accept him as a disciple at all, and when he left Juyan Mountain, he also clamored that he was fed up with him as a student and wanted to travel all over the world.

He was still a little surprised when the letter settled in the suburbs of Beijing, but he was much more relieved, and he had never heard that he had accepted a new disciple.

Isn't he just a closed disciple? Yan Zhao was a little puzzled.

Wei Shi heard the gentleman call him, and hurriedly stepped forward, the wine under the plum tree was still a pit he dug, seeing him coming, the old man naturally shook his hand, handed the hoe to Wei Shi, and he dug it.

"Today you are a blessing, the sauce elbow brought by your senior brother is a rare taste in the world, and I have to beg for a long time to work back to him to cook your husband! If you can eat his craftsmanship, you can be considered a cultivator! "

Yan Zhao is the son of the royal family, even if he travels far to study, he will not be able to suffer, and the food and housing sent by the palace every year are innumerable.

The old gentleman thinks that the royal prince lives a luxurious life and can't endure hardships, how can he ask?

He sharply asked the young Yan Zhao to send those things back, cut off the news from the palace, eat and live with him, raise him like a country boy, and serve the teacher like an ordinary student, which changed his dignity, and the elbow was also learned at that time.

After raising like this for a few years, Yan Zhao at that time was like Wei Zhi today, with the vigor of a young man, he was a young man who was good at hunting and high-spirited, but he was much younger than Wei Zhi.

But Yan Zhao is the royal prince after all, and when Emperor Yongzhao sent him, he personally knelt in front of the old man and asked him to teach him the way of governing the country and the principles of the people.

Yan Zhao followed his practice. The Son of Heaven swords, asked the emperor Dao, studied in the broken grass house of Juyan Mountain for several years, and then traveled with him all over the world, saw a lot of people's suffering, the world is difficult, and his temperament is inevitably dull.

Two years ago, he was called to Jiangbei to build a canal, which was separated from him, the student left, the teacher was naturally useless, and he came to this prosperous place in Shengjing to find a secluded place to live for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he met a group of enthusiastic and kind country boys who were eager to learn, so he opened a school and studied the scriptures while teaching to pass the time.

Wei Zhi is really a standout and outstanding figure among these boys, and he is not a little weaker than Yan Zhao.

Then he thought about it again and trained it carefully.

Pointing to the two of him to collect the corpses, two amazing and brilliant characters came out of Da Yan in the back, and asked who the teacher was? Reporting his name as a true person is not in vain to come to this world.

It's just that he is already dying, and there is not much time, and the old man can't always take care of and guide them in the future.