Chapter 82 082: Senior Brother, Senior Brother [Please vote]
A Yan grabbed a heavy gold ingot out of curiosity.
The gold ingot is of such high quality that it cannot be held in one hand.
He has never seen this thing before.
Look at the teacher with doubtful and curious eyes.
The old man showed a faint smile and curled his lips: "This 'senior brother' of yours really regards our master and apprentice as poor relatives who come to enjoy the autumn breeze. After serving the meal, he brought such a plate of food, which made it clear that he wanted us both to get out of here. Huh, that’s quite new.”
Everyone knows what’s going on in Sibao County.
He is really comfortable as a county guard. He can get two hundred taels of gold at a time. He really regards money as dirt!
Ayan said: "Brother, it's very good."
He ate a lot of delicious food today.
The old man was angry and funny. He poked his forehead with his finger and asked, "In your opinion, whoever gives you food is a good person?"
Ayan chewed these words in his heart twice.
For a long time, he nodded firmly: "Yes."
After a while, he added another sentence.
“But the teacher is the best.”
The teacher would not only cook him food, but also teach him many things. Although he didn't know what the use of learning these things was, for him, it was a rare pleasure in his boring daily life.
"Yes, the teacher knows."
He exhaled heavily.
Although he heard Ayan say this often, he felt warm in his heart every time, and his unhappy mood improved a lot.
It’s funny to say that he had a smooth official career throughout his life and had countless disciples and former officials. How many people call themselves his disciples and respect him as their leader and teacher? In the end, he ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
He never dreamed that he would be "sent off" like this.
Should he be relieved that this student Xiaocheng still has "some conscience"? At least he took his reputation into consideration and was willing to pay people with silver instead of handing over his master and apprentice to Zheng Qiao for credit.
Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head and sigh -
In the past, he was tipped off and added insult to injury, but now he is treated generously and treated as a "guest of honor", and he is even willing to spend money and money.
Ayan was keenly aware of the old man's complicated mood at this time.
He didn't know how to comfort him, so he just clumsily held the teacher's big palm covered with age lines with his small hands and looked at him with eyes full of admiration. The old man pinched Ayan's little face and laughed to himself: "Whether it is the world of mortals or the cunning officialdom, there are always more icings on the cake and less help in times of trouble. It is the norm to have a red top and a white man... I am now a down and out old man. ..."
Facing Ayan's eyes were full of doubts, and he said: "Ayan is still young now, and you will know when you grow up. However, in your case, it is better to live in seclusion with your teacher. The world outside is not suitable for you. If you join the world , will be skinned and bones removed.”
Skinned and bones removed?
There was a hint of fear in Ayan's eyes.
He buried his head in the old man's knees and said in a low voice: "Don't skin and remove the bones, teacher, Ayan doesn't want to be eaten..."
"Okay, okay, Ayan is so cute, I won't eat if you don't want to eat." The old man laughed out loud at Ayan's childlike words, and said, "Although the old man doesn't have a good life for a few years, there is still no problem in raising you. From now on. Whoever wants to eat you, just punch him or kick him back.”
Ayan said: “Fight him back.” Go?"
"Yes, no matter who it is, beat him!"
A Yan listened carefully, as if he wanted to remember these words deeply in his mind: " Well, hit him back! "
While the master and apprentice were talking, there was a knock on the door.
"Sir, the wine has been bought."
The old man: "Wine?"
Servant: "Yes, the master ordered me to buy it."
The county governor wanted to leave in the past Through the relationship with the old man, I made a lot of efforts to find out the old man's preferences, hoping to be able to cater to his likes and gain more presence in front of the old man. Maybe I can be promoted in the officialdom in the future. Even if it doesn't work out, it's still good to leave a good impression.
Because of his humility, diligence, pragmatism and ability, the county guard received a lot of benefits from the old man and received a lot of care secretly, which made him less embarrassed when he first entered the officialdom.
One memory lasted for years.
But today is different from the past.
He specifically ordered his servants not to buy good wine - the master is smart, what kind of good wine has his tongue never tasted? Just a taste of ordinary cheap wine and the host should know his attitude.
But he didn’t know that the old man gave up drinking after raising Ayan. The old man was about to refuse, but Ayan looked at the round-bellied wine jars with bright eyes and said: "Teacher, sugar."
"This is not sugar, it's wine."
Ayan was stubborn: "It's sugar."
The old man: "It's wine."
Ayan lowered his head: "I want to Eat.”
Old man: “…”
He asked his servants to bring the wine jar in, and opened the red cloth wine stopper. The rich, refreshing and overbearing aroma of the wine assaulted his nostrils, and it seemed that even his clothes were stained by the smell. The old man was slightly surprised. Based on his understanding of the disciple, the wine sent was either bland or of poor quality, and ordinary people could buy it for a few taels for a few cents.
But this is obviously a rare wine.
The smell alone brought back the alcohol addiction he had been giving up for many years.
The old man looked at Ayan and then at the wine jar.
Two things are in a dilemma.
Ayan pointed at the wine jar: "It's sugar."
The old man was funny: "You said it was sugar, then let you try it."
Ayan's eyes lit up: "Okay."
I said I wanted to taste it, so I dipped some of it with my chopsticks.
Ayan opened his mouth to moan, took a sip, and immediately his face wrinkled up from the heat, his eyes were red, and he stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.
The old man laughed.
“Wine is such a good thing, wait until you grow up before drinking it.”
The old man was not polite about the good wine brought to him by his cheap disciple, he filled it up directly and drank two bowls in one go. . He also sighed with emotion: "Your senior brother is good at everything, but his character is not the best. Jiji Yingying has climbed this far, and I don't know how many people have been killed by means. I wanted to remind him to be careful about your senior brother, but people regard us as masters and disciples." It’s not good to just sit around and wait for a savage beast...”
If you step on something, don’t blame it for being knocked down.
A Yan looked at the wine jar as if he were looking at a scourge.
I was confused when I heard the teacher's words.
He didn’t quite understand what the teacher said.
The old man: "After drinking these, let's leave."
"Senior brother? Senior brother?"
How can there be two senior brothers?
The old man looked accustomed to it.
"There are so many old officials who are my disciples. Although we have a broad friendship, we can say that all of them are your senior brothers. Is it rare to have two senior brothers in Xiaocheng? I just didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."
Qi Shan has an old grudge with Old Huang, the governor of Xiaocheng County. They caused quite a big fuss in a small area back then, and the old man also knew the inside story. When he entered Xiaocheng, he subconsciously started the way of being a scribe and found that Qi Shan was nearby, so he knew that the cheap county guard disciple was going to be in trouble.
The old man said: "Your senior brother named Qi likes to make plans and then act. If he dares to appear on the enemy's territory, it means that he is confident enough to hit the target with one blow and avenge his previous shame... …”
Ayan listened with a blank expression.
"Stay away from them." The old man smiled and murmured as he recalled some past events, "You are not a kind person, how can we make friends with you?"
Ayan: "Ah?"
Still with one head. Fog.
At the same time, Qi Shan and Gu Chi also had a clear breakup. The atmosphere was not as tense as before, and the tension was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Instead, it was a bit relaxed and comfortable as old friends reunited.
Gu Chi frowned when he saw that Qishan accepted it well.
Qi Shan seemed to be better at reading minds than he was: "Are you curious now about why I'm not afraid of your scribe's ways?"
Gu Chi said: "A little bit."
Qi Shan: “Because I have seen something more terrifying.”
After taking the medicine, I drank a pot of hot water, hoping that my tonsils would return to normal tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)