A Yan was curiously caught a heavy gold ingot.

The gold ingots are of sufficient quality and cannot be held in one hand.

He has never seen this thing before.

Look at the teacher with doubtful eyes and seeking knowledge.

The old man showed a faint smile and curled his lips: "You 'senior brother' really treat our master and apprentice as a poor relative who came to fight Qiufeng. After the meal, he sent such a plate of things. It was obvious that we both wanted to get out of the way. Humph, it was fresh."

Everyone knows what the Sibao County is.

He was so comfortable that he was the county magistrate. He could get 200 taels of gold at one move, and he really treated money like dirt!

A Yan said: "Senior brother, it's very good."

He had a lot of delicious food today.

The old man was both angry and funny, poked his forehead lightly with his fingers and asked, "In your opinion, whoever gives you food is a good person?"

A Yan chewed and pondered this in her heart twice.

After a long time, he nodded firmly: "Yes."

After a while, I added another sentence.

"But the teacher is the best."

The teacher not only cooks food for him, but also teaches him a lot of things. Although he doesn't know what it is for learning these things, it is a boring and rare pleasure for him.

"Well, the teacher knows."

He let out a heavy breath of turbid air.

Although he often heard A Yan say this, he felt warm and his unhappy mood improved a lot.

It's ridiculous. I thought that his career was going smoothly in his life, and there were countless disciples and officials. He called himself a disciple and respected him. How many people would he be in such a miserable situation?

He never dreamed that he would be "sent to guests" like this.

Should he be relieved that this student in Xiaocheng is quite "a bit conscientious"? At least he is willing to use silver to send people instead of handing over the master and apprentice to Zheng Qiao to seek credit.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh—

When he was informed and reported the news, he was responsible for the injury. Now he is hospitality and is "received as a guest of honor" and is willing to spend money on money.

A Yan keenly sensed the old man's complicated mood at this time.

He didn't know how to comfort him, but he clumsily held the teacher's big palm full of time with his little hands and looked at him with his admiration. The old man pinched A Yan's little face and laughed at himself: "Whether it is the world of the world or the officialdom of intrigue, there has always been more icing on the cake, less timely help, and the red-top and white are the norm... I am now a down-and-out old man..."

Facing A Yan's puzzled eyes, he said, "A Yan is still young now, and you will know when you grow up. However, you should retire with your teacher. The world outside is not suitable for you. If you enter the world, you will be skinned and removed from your bones."

Skin peeling and bone removal?

A little fear flowed through Ayan's eyes.

He buried his head on the old man's knee and said in a muffled voice: "Don't peel and remove the bones, teacher, A Yan, don't be eaten..."

"Okay, okay, A Yan is so cute, don't eat or not." The old man laughed at A Yan's innocent words and said, "Although the old man has been living a few years, it's okay to raise you. Whoever wants to eat you in the future, you will hit you back with one punch and one kick."

A Yan said: "Call back?"

"Yes, no matter who it is, hit him!"

A Yan listened carefully, as if he wanted to remember this sentence deeply in his mind, and obeyed the imperial edict: "Well, fight back! Beat him!"

The master and apprentice were talking, and a knock sounded outside the door.

"Sir, I bought the wine."

Old man: "Wine?"

The servant: "Yes, the Lord ordered him to buy it."

In order to understand the relationship between the old man, the county magistrate put a lot of effort into inquiries about the old man's preferences, hoping to meet his preferences and show more presence in front of the old man. Perhaps he can be promoted if he enters the officialdom in the future. Even if he fails, it is good to leave a good impression.

Because of his humility, diligence, pragmatism and ability, the county magistrate tasted a lot of sweetness from the old man and secretly received a lot of care, which made him not so embarrassed when he first entered the officialdom.

It took me many years to remember it in one note.

But today is different from the past.

He specifically told the servants not to buy good wine - the master was smart, and he had never tasted a good wine with one tongue? As long as he tasted an ordinary cheap wine, the master should know his attitude.

But he didn't know that the old man quit drinking after raising A Yan.

The old man was about to refuse, but A Yan looked at the round belly wine jars with bright eyes and said, "Teacher, candy."

"This is not sugar, it is wine."

A Yan is stubborn: "It's sugar."

The old man: "It's wine."

A Yan lowered her head: "I want to eat."

Old man: "…"

He asked the servant to bring in the wine jar and opened the red cloth wine plug. The rich and overbearing aroma of wine came to his nose, as if even his clothes were stained with the smell. The old man was slightly surprised. Based on his understanding of the disciple, the wine he sent was either bland or tasteless or had a poor smell. The people could beat two taels of ounces for a few kids.

But this is obviously a rare fine wine.

The smell alone aroused his drinking addiction that had been quitting for many years.

The old man looked at Ayan and then at the wine jar.

The two are in a dilemma.

A Yan pointed to the wine jar: "It's sugar."

The old man was funny: "You said it was sugar, so let you taste it."

A Yan's eyes lit up: "Okay."

It was said that it was a taste, so I just dipped it in a bit with chopsticks.

A Yan opened his mouth and sucked it down, and immediately his face was so hot that it was wrinkled into a ball, his eyes were red, and he stuck out his tongue in a mess.

The old man laughed.

"A good thing like wine, I'll drink it when you grow up."

The old man was not polite about the good wine delivered to his home by the cheap disciples. He filled it up and drank two bowls in one breath. He also sighed: "Your senior brother is good everywhere, but his nature is not good. He climbed to this point, and I don't know how many people he used to get rid of. I wanted to remind him to be careful of your senior brother, but they regard our master and apprentice as a beast, and it is not good to stay alone..."

If you step on something, don’t blame someone for being hit.

When Ayan looked at the wine jar, she looked like she was watching the flood and beast again.

I was confused when I heard the teacher's words.

He didn't understand what the teacher said very well.

The old man: "After drinking these, let's leave."

"Senior brother?Senior brother?"

How come there are two senior brothers?

The old man looked accustomed to it.

"There are many old officials as a disciple and a disciple. Although the friendship is common, it is your senior brother. There are two senior brothers in Xiaocheng that are not rare? I just didn't expect it, but I didn't expect it..."

Qi Shan and Xiaocheng County Magistrate's old resentment was very big in a small area, and the old man also knew the inside story. When he entered Xiaocheng, he subconsciously opened up the way of scholars and found that Qi Shan was nearby, and he knew that the disciple of the county Magistrate was going to be unlucky.

The old man said: "Your senior brother named Qi likes to plan and move later. He dares to appear in the enemy's territory, which means he is confident that he will hit the target with one blow and avenge his previous shame..."

A Yan listened blankly.

"Stay away from them." I don't know what past events happened, the old man smiled and murmured, "You are not a good person, how can you get along with me?"

A Yan: "Ah?"

Still confused.

At the same time, Qi Shan and Gu Chi also made a clear relationship. The atmosphere was not as tense as before. The tension was filled with gunpowder, but instead felt a bit relaxed and comfortable as a reunion of old friends.

Gu Chi frowned when he saw Qiliang accepting good things.

Qishan seemed to be more attentive than him: "Are you curious now, why am I not afraid of your scribe's way?"

Gu Chi said: "Something."

Qishan: "Because I have seen something more fearful."
Chapter completed!