The current Emperor of the Wei Dynasty, Cao Huaixin, was sitting on the Dragon Throne with many thoughts on his mind, "Big Fatty, how many days has it been since the saint left the capital?"
The thin old eunuch at the side replied respectfully, "My emperor, it has been seven days!"
Cao Huaixin frowned, "Seven days? Even if that person is really a great scholar, the saint should be back! Could it be that he was delayed by something?"
This time the old eunuch did not answer, but stood aside respectfully.
In fact, it is not surprising that Cao Huaixin was not nervous. The reason why the Wei Dynasty was so stable and his throne was so secure was because Wu Xuanzi was in charge.
After a while, Cao Huaixin pondered for a moment and asked the old eunuch on the side to fetch the four treasures of the house.
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at the same time
Nouo Village.
The village chief's house, under the peach tree.
Wu Xuanzi is playing Go with Bu Fan.
Looking at Wu Xuanzi with sweat gradually forming on his forehead and staring at the chessboard intently, Bu Fan was afraid that the little old man would suddenly have a heart attack.
But thinking about the identity of the other party, Bu Fan was not so afraid.
What he didn't understand was that playing a game of Go was like facing an enemy of life and death.
But how could Bufan know?
At this moment, Wu Xuanzi's mind was already on a huge chessboard, surrounded by majestic and majestic giants who were like gods.
"Sir, I admit defeat!"
Wu Xuanzi slowly put down the black chips in his hand and let out a long breath.
At this moment, he seemed to be exhausted.
"Mr. Wu, don't be discouraged. I see that your chess skills have improved in the past few days!" Bu Fan consoled him.
"Thanks to your advice, sir!"
Wu Xuanzi showed a smile.
During this time, the more he got along with Mr. Bu, the more he realized that this Mr. Bu was unfathomable.
The music, chess, calligraphy and painting all reach a terrifying level.
Even the Go game he was proud of was vulnerable to the Mr. Bu in front of him.
But at the same time, he also gained more.
Whether it is cultivation or chess skills, they have grown explosively during this period of time.
This also made him more determined to stay in the village.
He believed that as long as he followed this supreme existence, it would not be a dream to become a saint in his lifetime.
You must know that becoming a saint was out of reach for Wu Xuanzi before, but now he has a glimmer of hope.
"How about we play another round?"
Bu Fan smiled lightly.
Although Wu Xuanzi is barely good at chess, and he always likes to ponder for a long time when playing chess, it is still okay to kill some time.
“Another day!”
Wu Xuanzi smiled bitterly and shook his head.
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he has no choice but to play. All his concentration and energy were exhausted in the game just now.
"That's such a shame!"
Bu Fan did not force himself and put away the pieces on the chessboard.
"Master, do you think who is back?"
Suddenly, little Lu Ren's surprised voice came from outside the door.
Bu Fan looked up and saw Zhou Mingzhu riding in on a little white donkey with little Lu Ren sitting in front of him.
"When did you come back?"
Bu Fan stood up and smiled.
"I'll be back at noon."
Zhou Mingzhu got off the back of the little white donkey and wanted to carry little Luren down, but she refused. Little Luren jumped down and came down.
"Hey, I can't tell that little Lu Ren is still a little martial arts master."
Zhou Mingzhu smiled and touched little Luren's little head, and little Luren laughed silly at the praise.
"Who is this?" Wu Xuanzi looked confused.
"By the way, I forgot to introduce you to Mr. Wu. This is the Zhou Mingzhu I mentioned to you before!" Bu Fan introduced Wu Xuanzi with a smile.
"It turns out to be Miss Zhou, whom I have admired for a long time!"
Wu Xuanzi looked at Zhou Mingzhu for a few times and was puzzled. He didn't find anything different about Zhou Mingzhu.
Then why is this Miss Zhou so praised by Mr. Bu?
"I don't think I should take it seriously. If I want to say that I have admired you for a long time, I should say it more!"
Zhou Mingzhu waved her hands and bowed to Wu Xuanzi politely.
Not to mention that Zhou Mingzhu's life as a rich girl in the county town was not in vain, and her salute at this time was somewhat of a lady's temperament.
After saying a few polite words, Zhou Mingzhu rolled up her sleeves and said, "Village Chief, Xiao Luren said that he hasn't eaten my food for a long time. This time I will cook some good dishes for you!"
"Well, Mr. Wu, you are in for a treat today. The food cooked by Mingzhu is definitely top-notch delicious!" Bu Fan looked at Wu Xuanzi and said with a smile.
"To be praised so much by sir, I want to give it a try!" Wu Xuanzi became somewhat interested.
"Village chief, come here and help me!" Zhou Mingzhu waved.
How could Bu Fan not know that Zhou Mingzhu had something to say to him, so he told Wu Xuanzi and went to the kitchen.
Wu Xuanzi sighed.
Come this time.
He also found that Mr. Bu was completely integrated with the villagers in the village, teaching and educating people, helping the villagers deal with things, just like a real mortal.
And he also tried to integrate into the village and found that this method was extremely useful for mental state cultivation.
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"Village Chief, tell me, Master Wu's origin is not simple?"
As soon as Bu Fan entered the kitchen, Zhou Mingzhu couldn't wait and asked in a low voice.
"How do you know?" Bu Fan smiled.
"I'm not blind. Although Master Wu is dressed simply, his bearing and appearance make him look like he's not an ordinary person!" Zhou Mingzhu said with determination:
"Besides, you must have some purpose in asking me to cook so deliberately."
In fact, there is one thing Zhou Mingzhu has not said in her heart, that is, it is not easy for supporting actors to be with the second male lead.
"Then you are really smart. Master Wu is indeed no ordinary person!" Bu Fan smiled and shook his head.
"Really?" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes lit up, "Then what is his origin? Is he a grand master of the dynasty, an emperor's master, or a general who governs the country?"
How did you figure this out?
"I can't tell you my identity, but it must be the golden thigh you want. Haven't you always wanted to hug some thigh?" Bu Fan joked with a smile.
"Then are these golden thighs thick?"
Zhou Mingzhu stuck out her tongue cutely and rolled her eyes.
"It must be thick!"
Just kidding, can the Yasheng of the Wei Dynasty not be thick?
"How thick is that?"
Zhou Mingzhu pushed Bu Fan's arm with her shoulder and said with a smile.
Bu Fan was about to say something when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
Especially, seeing Zhou Mingzhu's malicious smile, how could he not know that Zhou Mingzhu was racing.
"What do you think about every day?"
Bu Fan reached out and patted Zhou Mingzhu on the head.
"pain!"
Zhou Mingzhu's eyes filled with tears and she covered her head, "Village Chief, I just want to ask if Jin's thighs are thick. Where are you thinking? It's obviously because you are mentally unhealthy!"
"Ah!"
Bu Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored Zhou Mingzhu, and walked outside.
Suddenly, he thought of something and turned back to look at Zhou Mingzhu.
“Can’t fry mushrooms!”
And at this time.
Zhou Mingzhu had just taken out a big mushroom from the basket and turned to look at it.