Zhang's house, in front of the door.

Thousands of empty alleys gather here.

Everyone separated from the left and right, gave way to the Kangzhuang Avenue, and looked at Zhang Bairen, who was as rich as jade and the jade tree was in the wind.

Suddenly.

Four white-clothed people, coming slowly from the end of the avenue, an old man and three young people.

The old man was about seventy years old, but his body was straight, his hands were on his back, his eyes were bright, his face was majestic, and his body had a strong bookish atmosphere.

The three young men were also good-looking, following closely behind the old man, and there was a look of pride in their eyebrows.

In the blink of an eye, the four white-clothed people had arrived in front of Zhang Bairen.

Wearing a ring crown on his head, wearing Confucian clothes, and stepping on sentences, this is a Confucian person.

"It's time to come. ”

Zhang Bairen's heart is like a mirror, and he is well-known as a literary master in Aolai Country, and I am afraid that it has long been spread to the Tang Dynasty.

Even some great Confucians dare not call themselves grandmasters, he is a yellow-haired child, but he is known as a grandmaster in the literary world, how can Confucianism ignore it?

"You are Zhang Bairen?"

Behind the old man, a young man looked at Zhang Bairen and said in a domineering manner: "I don't bow when I see the master!"

Zhang Bairen didn't care about the young man's words, but looked at the old man, the fragrance of the scroll is difficult to hide, there is a great Confucian style, it seems that the Tang Dynasty is very concerned about himself.

Zhang Bairen is clear about how many catties and taels he has, and he is no more than a copyist at best.

How can it be compared with the Great Confucian?

"Student Zhang Bairen has seen the master. ”

Zhang Bairen saluted the old man.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene is not like that, Zhang Bairen is polite and polite, and the whole country knows about it.

But the people of Aolai Country have no respect for Zhang Bairen.

Now the four people who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Sect Master Zhang, who came here to scold them, were still domineering.

Zhang Bairen can not care, but these fans of his books can't stand it.

"The ignorant students who came here dared to speak like this to Grandmaster Zhang! ”

"In the literary world, there is no order to learn, and those who reach it are teachers, if you are students, you can see Grandmaster Zhang, and you can't do the student ceremony!"

"Barbarian people are also worthy of wearing Confucian clothes, and their age is similar to that of Grandmaster Zhang, why is there such a big gap!"

"It's vain to be a reader, tsk..."

......

I am afraid that there are already 10,000 people in front of Zhang's house, and each person has a sentence, which has already drowned the four people from Confucianism.

The young man who spoke just now, his face was white and red, he was also a famous talent in the Tang Dynasty, and he was courteous, but he didn't want to come to the barbarian land of Aolai Country and be reprimanded like this.

The other two young men were also uncomfortable in their hearts, after all, when the people reprimanded them, they also brought them in.

Ten thousand people reprimanded in their ears, and the old man looked at Zhang Bairen as if he hadn't heard it, nodded, and thought that this Zhang Bairen was still a person who knew how to count etiquette.

"The master should be a newcomer to the country, so it is better to live in a cold house, and the students can ask for advice and study. ”

Zhang Bairen's every move, word and deed is full of the style of Confucianism, and the Confucian etiquette is vividly embodied.

The noise in front of the door is indeed not suitable for hospitality, since the other party is here for himself, it happens that he wants to know about the Tang Dynasty.

"The old man heard that you are knowledgeable in the Tang Dynasty, and I came to see you, although I did not see your talent, but my character is excellent, and the old man will enter the palace tomorrow, hoping to communicate with you. ”

The old man spoke, although it was plain, but it was a little solemn.

The words fell.

The old man turned and left.

The three young men wanted to leave for a long time, after all, they were reprimanded on the street, and they were still some uneducated people, and they were ashamed and angry.

glanced at Zhang Bairen resentfully, and quickly followed the old man away.

"Fauber, close the door, don't go to the palace today. ”

Zhang Bairen turned around and entered the house.

The Confucianism of the Tang Dynasty is still unknown, the old man has the style of Confucianism, and Zhang Bairen treats him with courtesy, paving the way for the future to take root in the Tang Dynasty.

Be courteous and courteous.

But he was still hated by the three young people behind the old man, and Zhang Bairen was a little helpless.

He just wants to go to Datang in the future and be a writer in peace.

Den.

Fauber walked in, his face dark, and there was some murder in his eyes.

"Childe, I'm going to kill that man. ”

The man in Fauber's mouth was obviously the young man who spoke outrageously.

Zhang Bairen was stunned.

"Fu Bo, don't come nonsense, others are reasonable, and there is nothing wrong with seeing the knowledgeable master and saluting. ”

Zhang Bairen's little heart was frightened, this Journey to the West was too terrifying, and a word could make Fu Bo murderous.

In this proud country, Zhang Bairen feels more and more insecure, and it seems that he is going to take the Tianji ship to Datang as soon as possible.

Although there are a lot of tickets for 10,000 taels of gold, it is a drop in the bucket for Zhang Bairen, a writer from Aolai National University.

"Childe, are you worried about that old man?"

Fauber's face looked haughty.

"Although the old man's cultivation is good, I still don't take a monk who refines the gods to heart and returns to the void, if the son nods, even the old man will be killed. ”

Fu Bo has followed Zhang Bairen for many years and knows Zhang Bairen's personality, is easy-going, and treats people with courtesy.

But this doesn't work in today's world!

"Fu Bo, forget it, you go down and prepare to enter the palace early tomorrow morning, if I guess correctly, tomorrow morning, Your Majesty should send someone. ”

Fu Bo sighed, his son is good at everything, but he is too kind and cautious.

If his son-in-law can cultivate immortals, he will definitely have great achievements, he can know that his son-in-law is unparalleled in his calculations, and he has not missed the words he spoke.

In desperation, Fu Bo had no choice but to go down to prepare for entering the palace tomorrow.

Zhang Bairen sat in the study, thinking that he would be able to see her today, but he didn't expect someone from the Tang Confucianism to come.

After Fang Cai Fubo's words, Zhang Bairen became even more determined to go to the Tang Dynasty and never cultivate immortals.

Mortals are still reasonable, if they are cultivating immortals, they will meet cultivators in the future, what if they are unreasonable?

I didn't see that Fauber was killing people when he opened his mouth, and he was a nest at every turn.

To be a mortal, with Fubo by your side to protect, it is enough to be rich and prosperous for a lifetime.

Fu Bo was impressed by Zhang Bairen's unsavvy talent ten years ago, gave up his life as a king of mountains and forests, and followed Zhang Bairen to be a housekeeper.

Zhang Bairen didn't know about Fu Bo's cultivation, but Fu Bo said that even if he was a protector of the country, he didn't take it to heart.

"If you want to see her this time, you must persuade her to give up cultivating immortals, follow herself as a mortal, and live a good life. ”

"What's so good about becoming an immortal? After decades or hundreds of years of retreat, how can you have a happy life for three days or forty times?"

Zhang Bairen secretly decided that if she agreed to go to Datang with her, then he would no longer take a concubine.

No way.

If you don't take a concubine, what should Yanran do?

I'm twelve, and I'll grow up in a few years.

What is this?

It's all to blame on Fauber, I'm all infected, that's little Lori!

Cranky.

Zhang Bairen fell asleep in the study.

The door slowly opened, and Fu Bo walked in, looking at Zhang Bairen's sleeping appearance, his eyes were full of worship and respect.

"Childe, you are talented and intelligent, but why don't you understand that only when you are strong in this world can you seek good fortune and avoid evil. ”

"Even if you go to Datang to live a mortal life, you need to strengthen yourself first!"

Fu Bo muttered to himself earnestly, then opened the bookcase, took out the Three Kingdoms written by Zhang Bairen, and flipped through it with relish.

sighed in my heart: Son's talent!