Chapter Thirty-Eight: Goodbye Du Fuwei

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"Report to the general manager, the scholar you asked to pay attention to will compete with Fang Ziqi in Cuiyan Pavilion the day after tomorrow, and the entrance door sticker for the two of them has risen to ten taels of silver, what do you think will happen next?"

"Hmm" Du Fuwei raised his head and frowned slightly when he heard the news.

Then he said, "You don't have to worry about it for now, go and get me a few seats." ”

"Yes"

The herald promised to retreat.

"Come back"

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he called the herald back.

"What about the rumors about the two of them now?

"Back to the general manager, Fang Ziqi is a famous genius in the city, and there is a lot of rumor about his ability to win, that scholar has just heard that he is very attractive in his lectures, and has the virtue of a saint, and no one has ever seen his literary brilliance, so almost no one thinks he can win. ”

Hearing this, Du Fuwei was slightly stunned, and then smiled, as if he had seen some kind of businessman with a huge business opportunity, and his eyes lit up.

"Go and call the master bookkeeper"

After the long-faced man left the Tongguang Inn, he hurried to a few old mansions in the south. With eagerness in his eyes, he wished he could grow two more legs and walk for himself, although two more legs would not necessarily make him walk faster.

Finally, he rushed to the place with a lot of running.

Standing in front of a house that looked like it hadn't been repaired for a long time, he gasped and knocked on the old wooden door where the paint had peeled off.

Presently a boy came out and welcomed him in.

Walk through the front hall and follow the boy all the way to the garden at the back.

"Mr. Dong"

Walking through the stone path, I saw the old man sitting in the pavilion in front of me, so I directly put aside the boy, ran over and bowed down and shouted.

The old man was about seventy years old, with gray hair, a thin face, full of wrinkles, a very kind feeling at the corners of his mouth and eyes, and a book in his hand.

"Wen Jian, you're here. ”

When the old man saw someone coming, he put the book in his hand on the stone table in the pavilion, and smiled slightly.

"Sit down and talk!"

"Yes," the long-faced man bowed and sat down on the opposite side of the old man.

"You saw the scholar?"

"I've seen it, it's extraordinary, but it's ......"

The long-faced man hesitated a little, not knowing what to say about it.

"What happened?" asked the old man very blandly.

Fang Ziqi had a conflict with him, and the two made an appointment to fight the day after tomorrow and compete in Cuiyan Pavilion. ”

"It's the Fang Zi period again, this criminal, I'm afraid he doesn't even recognize me as a teacher now, right?" When Fang Zi was mentioned, the old man seemed to be very angry and heartbroken.

The long-faced man continued:

"The scholar seems to know Du Fuwei, and he seems to be quite familiar with him. ”

"Oh" Hearing that it had something to do with Du Fuwei, the old man couldn't take care of the sub-period, and he was suddenly a little surprised.

"Duvoy's men were very respectful to him. ”

Hearing this, the old man's brows suddenly tightened together.

"If he is willing to help, we Confucian students will not have a chance to enter again, you see?" the long-faced man continued, staring at the old man's face.

The old man pondered for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

"In the troubled times, our ideology is not conducive to strengthening the army, and it is naturally not welcomed, and it is what we should do to educate the people with peace of mind, not to force it. ”

"A few of us old guys just saw that he had the legacy of an ancient saint and wanted to see him, so don't ask for more. ”

"Where is he? We'll see you tomorrow. ”

"Call those old guys along. ”

Seeing the old man say this, the long-faced man suddenly looked ashamed, and hurriedly informed the old man of Ye Mu's whereabouts.

"At the Tongguang Inn"

In the inn

Ye Mu stayed in the room, watching Wu Ming sit on the ground and practice, with a look of relief in his eyes.

Wu Ming's martial arts training age is four or five years younger than Shuanglong's, and he is still in the most suitable age group for martial arts training, and the achievements he can achieve in the end will inevitably be higher than the latter.

Exactly: to get the world's talents and educate them. I have high hopes for Wu Ming in my heart, and I am very happy to receive such an apprentice.

The next day, Ye Mu called Wu Ming early, he was going to see Du Fuwei today.

Following the memory of the last time he came, Ye Mu took Wu Ming all the way through the bustling streets and walked to the front of Du Fuwei's mansion, this time planning to enter through the main entrance.

After being briefed, the guards respectfully welcomed them in.

It's still the same place where he and Duvowe drank and ate last time, the same furnishings.

But this time there was one more person.

"Ye boy, I didn't expect you to come in through the main door, it's really too much for me to give Lao Du face. ”

With one hand waving off the guards, Du Fuwei walked out of the lobby wearing a high crown.

"Don't come unharmed, the chief manager. Ye Mu smiled slightly.

"Say, you boy, what's the matter with coming to me?"

It seems that he has suffered a loss last time, Du Fuwei did not invite Ye Mu in immediately, but immediately asked him if he was wrong.

"Can't you come to drink with you old thug?" Ye Mu knew Du Fuwei's temperament, and he spoke "casually".

"If it's all right, you can come back another day! As he spoke, he made a gesture of sending off a guest.

"There's something I want you to help me with. ”

Du Fuwei immediately laughed and walked into the lobby.

Knowing that Ye Mu had something to ask for him, Du Fuwei was in a good mood, and immediately asked people to set up the banquet.

Seeing that Du Fuwei only cared about himself and didn't greet him, Ye Mu could only shake his head helplessly, with this kind of gangster, he had to learn to be cheeky, and pulled Wu Ming to follow him in.

After three rounds of drinking, the two of them were not half drunk, and at their point, ordinary wine was no different from drinking water.

"Ye boy, who are you. ”

Du Fuwei pointed to Wu Ming, who was eating dried fruits next to Ye Mu.

"My apprentice, envy!"

You can't be too serious when you talk to Du Fuwei, and Ye Mu is also possessed by the star master in an instant.

"I'm here to ask you to take care of me for a while. ”

Du Fuwei didn't speak, he flew directly in front of Wu Ming, grabbed Wu Ming in his hand, pinched it all over his body, let go again, and looked at Ye Mu who picked up the wine glass and drank with a jealous expression.

"Give this apprentice to me, and the conditions are up to you. ”

"This won't work. Ye Mu said undoubtedly.

Seeing that Ye Mu was completely non-negotiable, Du Fuwei immediately changed his mind and asked Ye Mu for benefits.

"How much good are you going to give me?"

The two had another bickering. In the end, he asked Ye Mu to promise that he would definitely win tomorrow's competition, so he was satisfied.

Du Fuwei called his children out and took Wu Ming to play.

The two began to talk about some serious things.

Ye Mu told Du Fuwei that Cihang Jingzhai had chosen the "Lord of the World", Du Fuwei asked whom, Ye Muxiao asked him to promise himself one thing, Du Fuwei nodded and agreed, Ye Mu left the word "I" and left with Wu Ming.

Leaving Duvowe messy in the wind.