May is not yet hot, and the sun is just right.

The distant mountains are lush and green, and the mountain stream turns to the east and flows into a small lake.

The water vapor was steaming, the rice flowers were fragrant, and a teenager walked slowly along the stream to a small courtyard by the lake.

The young man stepped forward and knocked on the door and asked respectfully, "Excuse me, is Mr. Qingteng at home?" ”

In the courtyard, the old man finished a set of Taoist breathing and meditation health exercises and put on a Confucian robe.

An old servant brought him tea to rinse his mouth, and then served a freshly brewed Yangxian snow bud.

The old man was lying on a wicker chair, basking in the sun leisurely, and when he heard the sound of the door calling outside, he did not look back, but only gave the old servant a look.

Then he picked up a book from the side and squinted at it.

The old servant understood, went out and opened the courtyard door, and said to the young man who knocked on the door: "My master is not here, please go back." ”

Wei Chen stood at the door, angry and funny.

He saw through the crack in the door that there was an old man sitting there reading a book, and this servant didn't open his eyes and tell nonsense!

However, Wei Chen also knew that the old servant in front of him was just acting on orders, so he didn't pour his anger on him, but respectfully arched his hand and said:

"Late birth Weichen, it was Lord Futai who asked me to come to meet Mr. Qingteng."

"Which one?"

"Naturally, it is the Shenfutai of this mansion."

The old man in the courtyard listened to the questions and answers of the two outside, and suddenly his heart moved.

Did this kid Shen Du call him here?

Yes, the government test has been completed, he must have found a good talent and beauty, and sent it to the old man!

The old man put down the scroll in his hand, stretched, got up slowly, and shouted outside: "Ah Fu, there is a guest who comes to the door, what are you doing to stop people outside, why don't you hurry up and serve tea?" ”

"Yes, sir."

The old servant Ah Fu answered, immediately got out of the way, invited Wei Chen into the courtyard, and he confessed his guilt and turned around to prepare refreshments.

Wei Chen walked into the courtyard, looked at the old man in the Confucian robe with a calm temperament, and said in his heart that this should be the main master, and immediately saluted: "Student Wei Chen, meet Mr. Qingteng." ”

The old man nodded, as a return salute, and pointed to the low stool on the side and said, "Sit." ”

"Mr. Xie."

Before coming, Wei Chen had already asked Sheng Changbai, Tao Dazhi and others about the life of Mr. Qingteng.

Mr. Qingteng, surnamed Zhuang Mingjun, Zihe, is a person from Ji'an Prefecture, Jiangxi.

His name may not be known to some people, but when it comes to Mr. Shannong Yan Xiren, everyone knows it, and no one knows it.

And this Yan Xiren is one of Zhuang Jun's disciples.

Zhuang Jun is rarely chivalrous, good at swordsmanship, and is anxious for what people are anxious about.

His teacher Xu Pingzhang died in the battle of Hehuang, Zhuang Jun traveled thousands of miles, crossed the mountains and mountains, and traveled for several months, just to collect the bones of the teacher, and was called the Qingteng Righteous Hero.

At the age of nineteen, Zhuang Jun was admitted to the Jinshi and awarded the title of Hanlin editor, which can be described as a young man's ambition and a bright future.

But he just resigned and didn't do it, and went south with a white body to join the tent of Yongyi Hou Xu Pingjing, during which he repeatedly made strange plans to help Yongyi Hou pacify the rebellion in Guangxi.

After that, Zhuang Jun went to the world with the army, attacked the party in the west and the Khitan in the north, and made great achievements.

During the Yong'an period, Yongyi Hou was jealous of the villains in the court because of his heavy troops, and he was impeached countless times.

And Zhuang Jun also left the army and returned to his hometown to concentrate on studying, and in ten years, he became a great scholar.

Needless to say, there are nine streams of history and a hundred schools of thought, even the military strategy, divination, algorithms, geographies, mountain classics, materia medica, and law and Lu These miscellaneous studies are all proficient, and he has a wide range of knowledge, which is unparalleled in the world.

After that, Zhuang Jun lectured all over the world, and there were countless followers, and the disciples were all over the sea.

Among them, there are great Confucians like Yan Xiren, and capable officials like Shen Du.

It's just that Zhuang Jun only lectures and solves doubts for them, but he never admits that they are his disciples.

At the age of fifty-two, Zhuang Jun was invited by Fan Yang, then the first assistant, to give a lecture in Tokyo to 700 people who participated in the examination.

So far, Mr. Qingteng has become famous all over the world.

If you use two words to summarize Zhuang Jun's life, it is probably a legend.

Now what Shen Du introduced to Wei Chen is such a strange teacher.

After Wei Chen learned about the deeds of this old gentleman, he was also full of admiration in his heart, and suddenly had the idea of apprenticeship.

On Wei Chen's path of study, if Shi Kai is Wei Chen's teacher and Lin Yan is Wei Chen's teacher, then this Mr. Qingteng is the most suitable teacher in Wei Chen's mind.

After inquiring into Zhuang Jun's residence, Wei Chen wanted to bring Sheng Changbai and them together, but Sheng Changbai seemed to have something unspeakable, and Chen Jun and Tao Dazhi even considered themselves mediocre, afraid that they would not be able to enter the eyes of Mr. Qingteng, in short, they couldn't shirk one by one.

Helpless, Wei Chen had no choice but to come alone.

After entering the door and sitting down, Wei Chen looked at the world-famous Mr. Qingteng in front of him, and felt quite wonderful in his heart.

Although the other party is idle and far away from the court, his reputation among the Shilin is not even the governor of Jiangnan dare to ignore it.

I didn't expect to be able to sit on a small bench in the courtyard of a farmhouse with such a famous person today.

While Wei Chen was looking at Zhuang Jun, Zhuang Jun was also looking at the young man in front of him.

He is quite familiar with the art of face-to-face, and when he saw Wei Chen's eyes like paint, he knew that this son must be an extremely smart person.

Zhuang Jun was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "The old man has been a family all over the world all his life, he has no worries, and he has never had the heart of accepting apprentices, but Shen Du's kid made his own opinion, and he had to find a closed disciple for the old man to retire and send him to the end, and the old man could only send people under the fence, and he could only go." ”

Wei Chen's heart jumped.

Don't want to take in apprentices?

Haven't I come for nothing?

You're kidding me, old man!

"But—"

Just when Wei Chen's stomach was slandered, he only heard Zhuang Jun's words turn suddenly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Meeting is fate, since you are here, it is also fate." Anyway, the old man has nothing to do, and it doesn't hurt for you to take the school exam. ”

Wei Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said respectfully at the moment: "Please ask Mr. to make a question." ”

Zhuang Jun pondered for a moment, picked up the scroll on the side, turned a page casually, pointed to the content on it and asked: "Returning to Zhao, this story is indeed interesting, what do you think of Lin Xiangru?" ”

Wei Chen said loudly: "If it is the time of the imperial examination, the students will naturally praise Lin Xiangru in the article for being wise and brave, not afraid of power, and maintaining the dignity of the country, which is admirable. ”

"That's what you wrote when you made it?"

Zhuang Jun heard the unfinished meaning of Wei Chen's words, and asked with interest: "So, you don't actually think so in your heart?" ”

Wei Chen peeked at Zhuang Jun's expression, and immediately said boldly: "The student thinks that Lin Xiangru is just an outlaw who sells his reputation and reputation, and everything he does is for himself to be promoted to the rank of knight, and it is all harmful to the country and the people, and there is no benefit!" ”

"Go on."

Zhuang Jun sat on the rattan chair, his expression was still indifferent, but his straight upper body quietly leaned forward a little.