In the inner courtyard of Taiyuan University, Qin Jingqing stood at the door dumbfounded. Although the middle-aged man in front of him had his back turned to him, his voice and posture were all extremely familiar. Qin Jingqing didn't know how long he stood there. He struggled to get out of his shocked thoughts, swallowed hard, and shouted carefully -
"father?"
When Mr. Qin heard someone calling him 'Dad', he felt baffled, but the voice sounded extremely familiar. Master Qin looked back following the voice. This turn also shocked Master Qin - his precious son was standing right behind him!
Didn't this brat say he was going out to meet some friends? Why...why are you here! ? Didn't this brat see what I said about the "gift money" just now? Although I came here because of this brat, I don’t want him to see such dirty things...
At that moment, Mr. Qin's face turned red and white. He quickly blocked the box with his body, and then hesitantly said——
"Jing...Jing Qing? You...why are you here?"
Master Zhang was a little embarrassed on the sidelines. After all, he was a Confucian scholar who read books from sages. If such things were seen by juniors, it would damage his image, so he hurriedly hid the small box under the table.
"Dad...Dad! It's...it's really you. I...I...I brought two friends here to register for the license test..."
Qin Jingqing was also hesitant. Normally, his father always had a straight face and taught him the way of sages. He often warned him not to do opportunistic things. Only when he didn't do bad things would he not be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Therefore, Qin Jingqing is very honest at home. In his father's eyes, rules are rules. If his father knew the purpose of today's trip, he would definitely be scolded.
Mr. Qin also felt panicked. The Qin family has been from Chang'an for generations. It has been a scholarly family since ancient times. Mr. Qin himself was also a Jinshi at that time. However, he could not stand the intrigues in the officialdom and did not become an official. He relied on the few prosperous shops left by his ancestors to hide in the world. This day is also lived happily. Therefore, Mr. Qin likes to consider himself a scholar and educates his son in the way of sages. Although this precious son is smart, he is not good at studying, let alone practicing martial arts. The Qin family has been passed down for five generations. If Qin Jingqing fails in his martial arts practice, Mr. Qin will not have the shame to meet his ancestors. After much thought, I wanted to find a way out for the only son in the family, so I made up my mind to put down my dignity and shamelessly brought the gift to Taiyuan College, hoping to help Qin Jingqing, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by my son. With. If he were to know about today's behavior, his image would definitely plummet, and he might even look at her differently. Master Qin was very troubled when he thought about this.
The father and son were sitting in front of the table with their own secrets, their two pairs of little eyes stared at each other, silently.
Yi Hongyan and others also felt the embarrassment in the air and didn't know how to break the silence. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang was thick-skinned. After a while, he coughed and pretended to be calm, stroking his finger-and-a-half-long beard and said, "Master Qin came to Taiyuan College to register for the card test. How did he come to this inner courtyard?"
Qin Jingqing was interrupted by Master Zhang and said hesitantly: "Yes... this is Master Zhang. This... these two brothers have traveled thousands of miles to Chang'an to take the test together. This is so cold to the liver and gallbladder." 'The junior was deeply moved by his love, because...because they were unfamiliar with the place where they were born, late...the junior led the two of them to Taiyuan College..."
Master Zhang knew what was going on as soon as he heard this. He smiled and said, "Have you finished paying for your name?"
"Not yet...not yet...Junior will go out now..."
Qin Jingqing wanted to pull Yingping and others out quickly, but Yi Hongyan remained unmoved. He stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Is this Dr. Zhang Zhengru Zhang of Taiyuan University?"
"I am exactly the same. May I ask your Excellency who you are...?"
Master Zhang didn't know Yi Hongyan, but when the other party told him his name, he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"My lord, Yi Hongyan, there is a letter here for Dr. Zhang."
After that, Yi Hongyan took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Master Zhang. This letter was given to him by the young master in green before he left. He said that he would give it to Zhang Zhengru when he went to Taiyuan College to collect his exam card, and that there was nothing else to worry about. So Yi Hongyan did as he was told.
A letter to yourself? Master Zhang was very puzzled after hearing this. He took the letter suspiciously, then opened the beeswax, took out the letter paper, and read it with squinted eyes. The further Mr. Zhang read, the further his head moved forward. At the end of the sentence, he actually jumped up from his chair. This move shocked everyone present.
Master Zhang stared at Yi Hongyan with excitement and asked, "Is this, this, this letter written by Mr. Wen himself?"
"Exactly!" Yi Hongyan said with a smile and nodded.
Master Zhang hesitated for a moment, and then his excitement was replaced by doubt. After thinking for a while, he took out a key from his arms and used it to open the drawer on the cabinet behind him. Then he took out a long, hardcover wooden box from the drawer. After opening the box, Master Zhang carefully took out a roll of mounted paper inside. Finally, he carefully compared the letter with the piece of paper.
Seeing Master Zhang's cautious appearance, everyone couldn't help but laugh.
After a while, I heard Master Zhang mutter something:
"It can't be faked... It can't be faked... Mr. Wen is a master of calligraphy! His immortal calligraphy is as floating as clouds and as powerful as a frightening dragon. No one in the world can imitate it! And with this seal as proof, it can't be faked! It definitely can't be faked!"
After that, Master Zhang carefully folded the letter and stuffed it back into the envelope, and placed the envelope and rice paper in the wooden box. Then he changed his previous stinky face and put on a 'kind' smile, and said: "Since it is entrusted by Mr. Wen, I naturally dare not neglect it, and I will leave the young master's information for tomorrow." Send the examination card to the young master’s residence.”
"Then there's Dr. Lao! Well...this is my adopted son. I'm here to take the exam with him. I wonder if..."
"It's easy to talk about. It's just a card test. We'll deliver it together tomorrow!"
"Thank you very much!"
The Qin family's father and son looked on in shock. Who is Mr. Zhang? He is usually arrogant and proud, and his beard can reach the sky when meeting him. When have you ever seen him so excited and lost his temper?
Mr. Qin looked at Qin Jingqing in surprise, and Qin Jingqing winked at his father with a profound look on his face, indicating that he would go back and talk later.
Master Zhang personally sent the group to the entrance of the courtyard. Master Chen and others were so shocked that their jaws dropped when they saw this scene. Who is Master Zhang? He is the most proud doctor in the hospital. Who can tell someone to write a good article? Master Zhang is usually looked down upon by everyone, but where has he ever seen such a polite look? When I saw his expression today... why was he similar to this boy named Qin? The sun really rises from the west...
After leaving the courtyard, the Qin family father and son said goodbye to Yi Hongyan and the others. Facing the enthusiastic Qin family father and son, Yi Hongyan still said some kind words of thanks, which made Qin Jingqing a little embarrassed.
After parting, Mr. Qin pulled Qin Jingqing and asked: "Jingqing, are these friends of yours...?"
"Shh, it's a mixed bag here. Let's go home and tell daddy." Qin Jingqing looked alert, as if he was about to tell a big secret.
"Oh, okay, okay..."
Mr. Qin, who had always looked like a strict father, was nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. But before he could take a step forward, he still couldn't help himself and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Wen, what Master Zhang is talking about." ..."
"Who else can there be?" After saying this, Qin Jingqing pointed to the east of Chang'an City, and then gently made a bow to the east with both hands.
Master Qin looked to the east, and then showed a look of sudden realization. In the end, he didn't ask any more questions and walked quickly towards the mansion with Qin Jingqing.
…
Everything that happened in Taiyuan College had a big impact on Yingping. After returning to the inn, Yingping pestered Yi Hongyan and asked -
"Father, who wrote that letter?"
Yi Hongyan thought for a while, but finally decided not to hide it, so he said directly: "Mr. Wen Junchen Wen."
Yingping was shocked and said: "What!? Mr. Wen? Is... the senior brother of the humble family, Mr. Wen!?"
"Yes, Mr. Wen personally edited a letter for you and asked me to give it to Dr. Zhang of Taiyuan University."
Yingping still found it incredible, so he said: "Really... really him? I, I... he, he... what was written in the letter?"
"How do I know this? Mr. Wen asked me to hand it over to Dr. Zhang. How can I open it?"
"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen actually wrote a letter for me personally... He actually wrote a letter for me..."
Seeing Yingping's silly look, Yi Hongyan laughed and said, "I know you are proud of yourself, right?"
Yingping once again felt the specialness of his identity and asked: "Father, tell me, who is my mysterious biological father?"
Yi Hongyan put away his smile, sighed and said helplessly: "If I could tell you, my adoptive father would have told you in Panxian Village. The less you know now, the better for you. When the time comes... He will appear."
Seeing his adoptive father say this again, Yingping felt bored and had to walk away silently.
Back inside the house, Yingping was not as excited as before, but looked confused.
Ye Changshan was also very curious about the letter just now. Now he saw something strange about Yingping, so he asked: "Yingping, who wrote the letter your adoptive father took out?"
"Mr.'s beloved disciple——Mr. Wenjunchenwen."
"Mr. Wen? Is he the one you said was selected by Mr. Wen in the first cold examination?"
"Yes, it's him!"
It turns out that Wen Junchen has become famous all over the world since he entered the humble family. Literati and poets from all walks of life in the Central Plains regarded him as a literary song. Wen Junchen not only wrote well, but his calligraphy was also elegant and graceful. Chu Gong, a master of calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty, even commented on his "vigor and vitality, and his inner edge." There was once a wealthy businessman in the Northern Wei Dynasty who asked for a character worth ten thousand dollars, but Mr. Wen refused politely because he was not interested in fame and fortune. As time passed, no one asked for a character with money anymore. Therefore, there are very few authentic works of Wen Junchen. No wonder Master Zhang behaved like this after seeing him. Excited.
The two of them fell into deep thought. This was the second time that they had seen the capabilities of top people from the Central Plains. The young master in Qingyi from Panxian Village defeated the strong men of the Northern Wei Dynasty with one move. Mr. Wen wrote a letter and asked the doctor from Taiyuan University to obey him. Nowadays, the power of the Central Plains is about to break out. All the countries in the Central Plains are fighting openly and secretly, using various methods. Only the capable ones will be taken seriously. Ye Changshan and Yingping grew up under the influence of the idea that "a real man should work hard to make achievements" since childhood. How could they not Worship such a capable person?
The two of them just sat in the room in a daze, not talking for a while.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly Yingping said: "Mr. Wen is nearly fifty... When I mentioned Mr. Wen today, my adoptive father raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes moved slightly. You said... .Am I Mr. Wen’s illegitimate son!?”
'Boom-dong——'
Ye Changshan held his chin with his palms and propped his arms on the table. When he heard Yingping's words, his elbows slipped and his chin hit the table hard.
"What? What did you say? Mr. Wen is your mysterious father?"
"Yes, otherwise how could I live in a poor family? How could anyone come to save me? How could someone write a letter for me in person?" Yingping's face became more serious as he spoke, without any intention of joking.
"Isn't this a bit outrageous?"
"How could it be possible? Who else in the world can make people get started without trying? Well...it must be him! It must be him!"
