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Chapter Twelve Yes, Young Master

In the impression of later generations, Li Yang Zhenren was a cold-hearted and killing character. He killed countless enemies all the way to revenge. Of course, such people are not good at expressing emotions.

This is indeed the case.

Therefore, the sentences that Ji Ping'an said are probably the most in line with Li Yang's character.

Yu Yu got the answer she wanted and said thank you very rarely. When he turned around and left the courtyard, he was meeting several doctors who were missing.

She did not communicate with her for granted, and she was immersed in her melancholy mood and left straight away.

Only a few doctors were left standing there blankly, and when the Taoist robe disappeared, they came to their senses and showed a look of shock.

"I seemed dazzled, and someone walked by, just now, like a Taoist saint."

"I saw it too..."

"It's not a dazzling sight, it's a real person. Yu Yu, the saint of the state religion, cannot be faked."

Several doctors were excited about it, and they felt like ordinary people met stars by chance. The real situation may be even more exaggerated. Compared with their subtle identities, Yu Yu is a person qualified to be on par with the five major marquises.

But...how could such a big shot appear in the Xinsheng District? And without any warning?

"Brother Huang, if I read it correctly, the saint seemed to have come out of Ji Sichen's yard just now." Dr. Zhao murmured.

Huang He Youyou said, "Yes. And she even closed the yard gate on her own initiative."

Everyone was silent and a little unbelievable. The visit of the Hanlin Academy had already shocked them. They finally calmed down, but this time they came to the National Church Saint?

What did she ask Ji Ping'an for?

And... voluntarily closing the door, is this what the arrogant saint can do?

Unless the visitor makes her respect three points.

"It's probably because of the face of the National Master, and I'll take care of it." After a long time, Dr. Zhao consciously found a reasonable reason. "The entire people of the Great Zhou Dynasty knew that the National Master took special care of the Taoist sect when he was alive."

This is true. Legend has it that when the Great Zhou Dynasty was founded, the Divine Emperor wanted to establish a new national religion, but the national teacher came forward to help the Taoist sect firmly settle the largest sect in the Jiuzhou.

To show his gratitude, the previous head teacher Zeng ordered Xin Yaoguang to learn from the national teacher. In other words, the head teacher Xin would be called the national teacher by half.

"Biography of the National Master" was compiled for the Taoist sect. Considering that Ji Ping'an provided important help, he sent a saint to express his gratitude... It seems that it makes sense?

Shaking his head, everyone was busy with each other with complicated moods.

...

Green lotus small building.

The door of the courtyard that had just been closed was knocked again, which made Ji Ping'an a little upset. He thought with amusement about what happened today? Why are these people visiting one after another?

When he saw Huang He coming in, he couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with Dr. Huang coming to find me?"

Huang He picked up the registration list and talked about the boy's selection. Unexpectedly, he heard Ji Ping'an wave his hand and refuse:

"No need, I can't afford the expenses of a boy, and I'm not used to serving a stranger."

However, Huang He did not leave, but stood there and wanted to speak, as if he was struggling in some way.

"There is something else?" Ji Ping'an threw himself in curiosity.

The next moment, an unexpected scene happened. Huang He suddenly bowed to the end and said sincerely: "If Si Chen doesn't dislike you, Huang He is willing to be the boy beside you."

quiet.

The peach trees swaying in the wind seemed to be stunned, and Ji Ping'an laughed in silence: "Doctor Huang, don't joke, you are a doctor."

Although Doctor Luke is not noble, he is already an official, one level higher than an ordinary student. If it is appropriate to be a boy under the marquis of prison, it would be too incredible to follow Si Chen.

Huang He seemed to have made up his mind and said in a muffled voice: "It's not a joke. If Si Chenruo agrees, I will resign from his position as a doctor later."

Ji Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm very poor, but I don't have any wages to give you."

Huang He insisted: "No need for Si Chen to use money, I can support myself. I just hope that Si Chen will give me a chance to practice if he rises in the future."

He expressed his intention calmly, and this idea had already emerged after that full moon night. Huang He was unwilling to be a minor official for the rest of his life, and he wanted to practice.

But he does not have enough talent. If he wants to "get to enlighten", he either swallows the treasures of heaven and earth, or a monk at the level of "well" will take action to help him resonate with the stars.

But both are too far away for him, so fighting for a master and fighting for a hope is his only choice.

As for the reason for choosing Ji Ping'an, it is even simpler. Compared with the news that the rest of the prisoners had only a little knowledge of Ji Ping'an, Huang He, who had the most contact with him, felt deeply:

This rural youth who is not favored is not a simple person.

The courtyard was quiet, and Huang He kept the worship position and refused to get up. Naturally, he could not see Ji Ping'an's somewhat strange and complicated gaze on the rattan chair.

I don’t know how long it took, but Huang He only heard a lazy and indifferent voice: “It’s up to you.”

Is this considered agreeing? Huang He raised his head uncertainly and saw that the master he swore to follow was already asleep.

...

That night, a piece of news spread throughout the Outer Hospital of the Imperial Heaven Supervision.

A doctor named Huang He resigned from his position, rolled up the bedding and luggage, moved into the ear room inside the Qinglian Xiaozhu, and became a new boy.

"That doctor is crazy? Are you betting so big?"

"I heard that I chose Si Chen, the national teacher recommended him. I think he was preparing to make a future."

"That's right, but I heard that the man named Ji Ping'an is very talented, but he is not very talented. Otherwise, how could the marquises let him go? He is not as good as Xue Hongjian, at least he has excellent talent and is also from the Duke's Mansion."

There were many discussions, and most people were not optimistic after expressing their surprise.

I think Huang He is fainting. After all, few practitioners accumulate strength and make progress. Most successful people show their talents very early.

When Ji Ping'an entered the hospital, he checked the department's resume and confirmed that his talent was not good, his resonance with Qi Yao was quite low, and he was not an advantage in age. He was really not a good investor.

"Brother Huang, don't be confused. Go with me quickly to find Sili to withdraw his resignation, and there is still room for improvement." Dr. Zhao found him in a hurry and said anxiously.

Huang He smiled and refused: "I didn't feel faint, I thought it through."

Dr. Zhao showed a serious look:

"You are not a reckless boy, and you don't look at your age? Well... Even if you bet right, Ji Ping'an will achieve something in the future, how many years will he have to wait? Ten years or twenty years? When he has the ability to support you, how old are you? Half of your body is buried, what else can you talk about in your practice?"

His words are ugly, but very real.

Huang He was silent for a moment and said, "I know...but I'm not willing to give up."

Unwilling to give up...Dr. Zhao smiled bitterly. He understood the feelings of his friends. Everyone was a student of the same class. When he was young, he had fantasized about the ambitions of the glory of the people, but after realizing the reality, most of them gave up their ideals.

"Oh. Please take care of yourself." Dr. Zhao shook his head and sighed, looking like he was disappointed.

"It's not too stupid." Ji Ping'an nodded.

Huang He knelt down and respectfully kowtowed to Ji Ping'an three times: "Huang He is unforgettable for the re-creation of Si Chen."

Ji Ping'an sighed tiredly and said, "I will change to my name as a young master in the future."

Huang He was stunned, and when he raised his head, he cried with joy: "Yes, young master!"
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