Zhou Mingzhu prepared a table of meals, but unfortunately the basket of mushrooms was ruthlessly taken away by the village chief.
Speak the truth.
With her many years of experience in eating mushrooms, she couldn't figure out how there could be problems with those mushrooms, but the village chief didn't believe it and there was nothing he could do.
If Bu Fan knew Zhou Mingzhu's thoughts, he would definitely ask how Zhou Mingzhu woke up from that dream.
Wu Xuanzi didn't understand why Bu Fan praised Zhou Mingzhu so much.
But after Zhou Mingzhu cooked a table of delicious food, he understood why.
"No wonder Mr. Zhou praised Miss Zhou so much. It turns out that Miss Zhou is such a good cook!"
Wu Xuanzi lamented that although his cultivation had already reached the point of inediting, he still ate whole grains like ordinary people during his secular practice.
It's just that he has never tasted such delicious food.
"Of course, Master Wu, the food cooked by my aunt is particularly delicious, and so is my little sister-in-law!"
Little Luren's little mouth is full. He learned this from Huo Qilin.
"Thank you, Mrs. Wu. I just cooked it casually. If you like to eat, just eat more!" Zhou Mingzhu touched little Lu Ren's little head and said with a modest smile.
Wu Xuanzi shook his head slowly.
It's not like this can be done easily.
…
after eating.
Bu Fan used the excuse that Wu Xuanzi was a guest, so he asked Wu Xuanzi to go drink tea and clean up the dishes by himself. Little Lu Ren also helped clean up, while Zhou Mingzhu was tidying up the kitchen.
"This is the power of the hermit."
Wu Xuanzi sighed with emotion. After Bu Fan finished cleaning up, they sat under the peach tree and chatted to eat, but what they chatted about was nothing more.
"It's getting late, it's time for me to go back!"
Wu Xuanzi stood up and said goodbye. In fact, the reason why Wu Xuanzi lived in the private school was because of his request. Fortunately, there was plenty of room in the private school.
"I just want to go back, Master Wu, let's go together!"
Zhou Mingzhu also stood up.
"Then walk slowly!"
How could Bu Fan not know that Zhou Mingzhu was going to hug her thighs, so he didn't hold them back too much and sent them out the door.
…
The next day, Fang Cheng came to the village again.
However, this time he did not come to discuss scriptures with Bu Fan, but had a secret mission.
Came to Naomo Village.
Fang Cheng immediately asked the villagers if an old man with a gray beard had come to the village recently.
When he learned that the old man had become the master of the Extraordinary Academy, Fang Cheng was relieved.
Although he did not know the identity of this old man, but for the current Holy Lord to pay so much attention to him, the identity of this old man was naturally extraordinary.
"As long as you hand over this letter, His Majesty will understand after reading it!"
Wu Xuanzi handed the written letter to Fang Cheng.
"understand!"
After Fang Cheng received the letter, he quickly left the village and went back to resume his duties.
Zhou Mingzhu knew Fang Cheng.
Seeing Fang Cheng's attitude towards Wu Xuanzi, she immediately imagined many scenes in her mind. Could it be that Master Wu was the big boss of the imperial court who had disbanded his armor and returned to his fields? Then he would have to hug her tightly.
Bu Fan also knew that Fang Cheng came to see Wu Xuanzi, but he didn't ask anything. What could he do if he pretended to be an ordinary little old man?
…
Beijing.
In the palace, Cao Huaixin looked at the letter in his hand and couldn't recover for a long time. The thin old eunuch beside him looked puzzled, but he did not dare to show it.
"Big Fatty, come with me for a walk outside!"
Cao Huaixin exhaled, slowly put the letter on the candle and burned it, then stood up and walked out.
"yes!"
The old eunuch followed closely behind, not daring to neglect.
"Big Fatty, what do you think would make a saint stay in a small village? Would he be willing to be a master there?"
Cao Huaixin walked in front with his hands behind his back.
"I don't know!"
The old eunuch trembled all over and lowered his head.
"Do you think it was the saint who took the hermit and the great Confucian as his disciple? That's why he was willing to stay there?" Cao Huaixin guessed.
"My emperor is wise!"
The old eunuch said respectfully.
"you!"
Cao Huaixin smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing: "Fat, you and I have been my master's servants for many years. Those hard days back then, without you, I wouldn't have survived to this day!"
"That's His Majesty God Bless!" the old eunuch still said respectfully.
"God bless? Maybe!"
Cao Huaixin laughed at himself.
Back then, he was not a very favored prince.
His mother-in-law was a palace maid, and he was the product of his father's accidental drunken doting on his mother-in-law.
His mother-in-law died in childbirth when she was giving birth to him. From then on, he was regarded as a disaster, bullied by his brothers and sisters, and even the palace maids neglected him.
At that time, the three major academies of the Wei Dynasty supported their respective princes.
And let alone competing for the throne, even if he wanted to join those princes, they might not want him.
And the reason why he has the ability to dominate all the princes and sit in this position is because of Wu Xuanzi's words.
"Perhaps the sage also saw that the three major academies have different intentions, and a hermit scholar appeared in Nao'ao Village who does not belong to any academy. He took this opportunity to support the new academies!"
"But no matter what the reason is, it won't be long before we, the Wei Dynasty, will have four major academies!"
Cao Huaixin shook his head, looked into the distance and sighed.
Most of the officials with real power in the court came from the three major academies, but he was more willing to trust Wu Xuanzi than those three academies.
"Big fat!"
"exist!"
"In the future imperial examinations, all students from Feifan Academy will report to me!"
…
the other side.
After school, Bu Fan sat under the peach tree and read a book. After hearing his name for a long time, Song Xiaochun, who had not seen anyone else for the first time, came to look for him without swinging his sword.
"Xiaochun, what do you want from me?"
Bu Fan welcomed Song Xiaochun into the courtyard. He was still a little surprised by Song Xiaochun's arrival.
"I heard that your blacksmithing skills are very good. I would like to ask you to help me forge a long sword!"
Because he has been wielding a sword for a long time, Song Xiaochun has dark skin and two thick arms, giving him a burly and powerful look.
[Task: Help Song Xiaochun build a long sword]
[Task introduction: After breaking five long swords, Song Xiaochun felt that these swords were not durable. Later, I heard that the farm tools you made were very durable, so I came to you to make a practical long sword]
[Task reward: 800,000 experience points]
【Accept!Reject!】
Break five long swords?
The corners of Bu Fan's mouth twitched a few times.
How do you swing this to break the sword?
It's just that he really doesn't know whether he should accept this task or not.
"money is not a problem!"
Seeing Bu Fan's silence, Song Xiaochun said.
"You misunderstood, it's not about money!"
Bu Fan shook his head. There are experience points. If you don't earn them, you'd be a bastard. But if you earn experience points, you can't earn them with your conscience.
"Then why?" Song Xiaochun asked again.
Bu Fan smiled bitterly.
Could it be said that he was afraid that there would be problems with the properties of the long sword that he made?
"Is it because you can't do it?" Song Xiaochun frowned.
"You underestimate me too much. I made this long sword for you!"