Bu Fan didn't know what happened in the private school.
At this moment, when he returned home, he threw the gold plaque on the table under the peach tree, went back into the house and took out the pen and ink.
"What should I write?"
Looking at the wordless plaque on the table, Bu Fan crossed his arms and thought.
He has no habit of being fond of the new and dislikes the old, so naturally he would not use this plaque to write the name of his private school.
Moreover, he felt that using this golden plaque as a facade was too ostentatious and went against the low profile of his private school.
"Would you like to write some words of encouragement to the students?"
Bu Fan thought about it for a while, and a sentence came to his mind. He suddenly picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and quickly started writing on the plaque.
Completed in one go, without any sloppiness.
The little white donkey in the vegetable garden raised his head and took a look, then lowered his head and chewed green vegetables.
There was a sound of "puff, puff, puff" coming from the well.
"Done!"
Bu Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Fortunately, the plaque is long enough, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to write so many words.
………
Zhou Mingzhu and Xiao Luren returned to the village in Shenshi.
Bu Fan smiled and touched little Lu Ren's little head, "Is the county town fun?"
Little Lu Ren nodded his head, "It's fun, Aunt Mingzhu even took me to eat chicken. By the way, Master, how many new clothes did Aunt Mingzhu buy you?"
Bu Fan raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Mingzhu.
"Look what I did. I bought it for little Lu Ren, and I bought it for you by the way. You can see if it fits. If it grows longer, I will ask the third sister to help you modify it!"
Zhou Mingzhu shrugged, the third sister she was talking about was actually Sun Sanniang.
"Then I'm sorry to trouble you!"
Bu Fan was not polite. Zhou Mingzhu bought some light blue robes and tried them on, and they fit perfectly.
"Not bad, I still have a good eye for it!"
Zhou Mingzhu touched her chin, feeling quite proud.
"The clothes are chosen!"
Xiao Luren raised his little hands high and said impatiently.
"Okay, okay, it's all thanks to you too!"
Zhou Mingzhu pinched Xiao Luren's little face and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I should go back."
"Aunt Mingzhu, won't you have dinner at our house?" Xiao Luren said in an attempt to persuade her.
"No, Aunt Mingzhu will come again another day!"
"All right!"
"We'll send you off!"
Bu Fan and Xiao Luren sent Zhou Mingzhu out of the house.
"Hey, isn't that a gold-lettered signboard rewarded by the imperial court? Village chief, why did you put it there?"
Suddenly, Zhou Mingzhu glanced at the gold-lettered plaque in the corner. There were three free-range hens in that corner, and she said with a puzzled look on her face.
"Oh, I just wrote something on that plaque. Before the writing was done, I just left it there to cool down!" Bu Fan said casually.
Zhou Mingzhu opened her mouth, and finally gave a thumbs up in admiration, "Village Chief, I won't even hold up the wall, so I will obey you!"
If it were other people who were rewarded by the court, no matter what, they would have long been worshiped as ancestors, but the village chief unexpectedly put them in a corner.
"Let me see what you wrote?"
Out of curiosity, Zhou Mingzhu stepped forward and looked at the gold-lettered plaque.
"Learning without thinking will lead to failure; thinking without learning will lead to peril. This sentence has quite a meaning!"
Although Zhou Mingzhu does not know calligraphy, she can still read the words on the plaque at a glance, which makes people feel comfortable.
"Village chief, can you write a plaque for my workshop?" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes lit up.
[Task: Help Zhou Mingzhu write a plaque]
[Task introduction: After seeing your calligraphy, Zhou Mingzhu felt that your calligraphy was good and wanted to get a plaque like this in the workshop]
[Task reward: 800,000 experience points]
【Accept!Reject!】
There is no reason to refuse.
You can earn experience points easily.
"Okay, you have someone make a plaque and send it to me, and I will write it for you!" Bu Fan nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, village chief."
Zhou Mingzhu happily went back in the carriage.
…
The next morning, Bu Fan asked little Lu Ren to stay at home. After he tied the golden plaque to the little white donkey, he went to the private school.
Arrive in front of the private school.;
I saw Wu Xuanzi standing in front of the gate with a broom in his hand, like a doorkeeper.
"Mr. Wu, you got up so early to sweep the floor!"
Bu Fan smiled and said hello, thinking to himself, does the boss like to sweep the floor even if he has nothing to do?
"village head?"
Wu Xuanzi came back to his senses.
Seeing the gold-lettered plaque on the back of the little white donkey, he was relieved in his heart. He said, "Why didn't the heaven and earth appear yesterday? It turned out that the village chief really didn't write it."
"Village chief, do you want to write this plaque in the private school?"
Bu Fan shook his head, "I wrote this plaque yesterday, but I just don't know where to hang it. Mr. Wu, please help me refer to it!"
"What? You've already written it?"
Wu Xuanzi's face was full of shock. He quickly stepped forward, flicked his sleeves and robes, and after the rope tied to the back of the little white donkey came off, he turned over the plaque and took a look.
When Bu Fan saw this, he thought to himself, Boss, you've got a showdown!
However, little did Bu Fan know that Wu Xuanzi was horrified at this moment, and his mind had already been attracted by the words on the golden plaque in front of him.
There are only ten words on the plaque.
But every word contains endless Taoism.
No, it should be said that every horizontal and vertical line contains the power of natural laws.
And this Thousand Spirit Wood, which records the endless power of natural laws, turned out to be a supreme treasure.
Although he had already guessed.
After all, Thousand Spirit Wood is originally a wood-based weapon refining material. Once it is written by a Confucian monk, it becomes a treasure that contains awe-inspiring aura.
But he never imagined that this was a supreme treasure.
"Mr. Wu, what's wrong with you?" Bu Fan looked at Wu Xuanzi doubtfully.
"Village Chief, did you write this plaque yesterday?"
Wu Xuanzi was trembling all over. Generally, any time a saint takes action, he will cause strange phenomena in the heaven and earth, and may even be rejected by heaven and suffer a thunder disaster.
Even though his current cultivation level is still far from that of a saint, every time he writes with all his strength, he will cause a small area of heaven and earth to have strange phenomena.
But yesterday it was eerily calm.
There is only one explanation.
The cultivation level of the hermit master in front of him has reached a terrifying level where he can easily grasp the laws of heaven and earth.
"I didn't write it yesterday, could it be that I wrote it now?" Bu Fan was a little funny.
"Sir's calligraphy has reached the realm of heaven and man, Xuanzi admires him!" Wu Xuanzi bowed his hands in respectful salute.
"Mr. Wu, you're too polite. How can my calligraphy be as exaggerated as you said?"
Bu Fan smiled sheepishly. Although he knew that his calligraphy was at full level, it was too exaggerated to say that he was in the realm of heaven and man.
"Mr. Wu, let's not say those polite words. Why don't you look at where this plaque is placed in the private school?"
Looking at that supreme treasure, Wu Xuanzi's eyes were full of enthusiasm.
No matter where such a treasure is hung, he can comprehend it every day. In other words, the village chief is giving him a good fortune!
Now he is so glad that he decided to stay in Nomo Village.
after.
After some discussion, this golden plaque was finally hung above the front door of the main hall.