In a humble room.
Ye Changshan and Yingping were lying on the bed, fast asleep. At this moment, they were really asleep, and they were sleeping very sweetly and soundly.
After entering the house, the middle-aged scholar let them drink tea and then let them lie on the bed to rest. Somehow, although the bed was very simple, it was extremely soft and comfortable to lie on, and the coolness of the brown mat conveyed After a while, the two of them lay on the bed and fell asleep soundly, as if they hadn't slept for three days and three nights.
The tea had the effect of soothing the mind and calming the mind. This time they did not have any dreams and slept soundly. They did not realize that a day and night had passed. It was not until three o'clock in the morning that Ye Changshan and Yingping woke up in a daze.
It's been a long time since I've slept so soundly, Ye Changshan thought to himself, this sleep has made the fatigue of the past few days go away. He let out a long yawn, opened his hazy sleepy eyes, and forced himself up with weak hands. Half of his arms were already numb at this moment.
"You finally woke up?"
Suddenly, a gentle and friendly voice came into the ears of the two of them. Although the voice sounded very easy-going, it still startled them both. Only then did they remember that this place to sleep and rest was not elsewhere. It is the place that Hanzi in the world admires and longs for.
Ye Changshan hurriedly rubbed his eyes and saw the middle-aged scholar standing at the table with a book knocked on the table. He had obviously put down the book just now.
As for Yingping, he looked at the middle-aged scholar curiously. After some careful consideration, he nodded vigorously in his heart and affirmed——
This person is him! This person must be him! With this temperament and this look, it must be him!
At this moment, Yingping had a strong urge to blurt out his questions, but he still did not do so. He, who had always been heartless, didn't know how to speak.
"Are you hungry? Let's eat something first."
The middle-aged scholar smiled and took out a plate from the side. There were several pieces of bread on the plate. Under the sunlight, you could see that the bread was still steaming a little.
Ye Changshan looked at the noodle cake and felt that it looked very familiar. He unconsciously reached into his arms and took out the noodle cake prepared for Yingping yesterday.
"This was baked yesterday. It's already cold. Don't eat it."
After saying that, before Ye Changshan could react, the cold and hard pancake in his hand was taken away by the middle-aged scholar, and then, the plate of still warm pancake was brought to them.
"Eat it while it's hot."
It was indeed the familiar aroma from yesterday. When he smelled the oil pancakes, Ye Changshan's stomach growled unconsciously.
When Yingping saw this pancake, he couldn't help it. He wanted to eat something before going to bed yesterday, but he couldn't help but felt extremely sleepy after drinking tea, so he fell asleep without eating anything. He didn't eat for one day and two nights. . Seeing the hot pancake at this moment, he couldn't care less. He reached out and grabbed a piece and put it in his mouth.
Ye Changshan was no longer polite, picked up a piece and chewed it in big mouthfuls.
"Slow down, don't choke."
When the middle-aged scholar saw the two young men devouring their food, he couldn't help feeling a little pity. He poured two cups of tea and handed them to the bed. Seeing the two of them eating so selflessly, the middle-aged scholar shook his head helplessly, then picked up the cold pancake that Ye Changshan brought in his hand and ate it without caring.
Ye Changshan noticed the middle-aged scholar and left the hot pancakes to them, while he ate the hard pancakes. Feeling a little regretful and touched, he patted Yingping. Ying Ping was sparing no effort to stuff the last piece of pancake into his mouth when he saw Ye Changshan patting himself and looking at Ye Changshan with a confused expression. He saw Ye Changshan pointed at the middle-aged scholar and knew what he meant. , the two of them stood aside at a loss.
The middle-aged scholar felt that the two of them had stopped, so he put down the cake in his hand, turned to look at the two of them, and said, "Do you two know who I am?"
Hearing this, Ye Changshan thought for a moment, then shook his head. But Yingping shook his head first, then looked at the middle-aged scholar and nodded uncertainly.
The middle-aged scholar stared at Ying Ping, as if his childlike innocence was lost, and he wanted to tease the two teenagers, so he asked casually: "Then tell me, who am I."
Yingping looked at Ye Changshan, then at the middle-aged scholar, mustered up his courage, and said in a low voice with a hint of doubt: "You...are you Mr. Wen Junchenwen?"
The middle-aged scholar didn't say anything. He just continued to stare at Yingping and look him up and down. There was a hint of kindness in his eyes, but there was also some sharpness in his eyes that wanted to find out, as if he was an elder looking at his grandchildren. It is also like a craftsman carefully observing a piece of uncarved jade. After a moment, the middle-aged scholar nodded and smiled knowingly.
"Yes, it's me."
Although Yingping had already made a guess in his mind, it was still a big shock to hear him admit it in his own words. This scholar who was famous in the Central Plains, this scholar who wrote letters for himself, this scholar who even had a closer relationship with him... ..He is standing right in front of his eyes like this! ? Although he had imagined it many times, or even rehearsed this scenario in his mind many times, when it came to this moment, he couldn't say anything he usually thought about.
Ye Changshan on the side was also shocked. Although the person who could enter the shabby room for the first time must have an extraordinary status, he never expected that Mr. Wen Junchenwen, the eldest brother from a humble family and the most famous disciple of Mr. Wen, would actually be waiting here in person. It seemed... . He even made a meal to welcome them.
Wen Junchen looked at the two people sitting on the bed dumbfounded and said jokingly: "I'm not a monster, why are you looking at me like this?"
The two of them smiled, and then Ye Changshan took the lead and asked: "Mr. Wen... I don't know why Mr. Wen is waiting for us here..."
"For what? Junior brother, you traveled all the way to the foot of Qianniu Mountain, and after going through many tests, you ended up in this humble room, but you don't know why you came?"
"I...? It's not...it's not Yingping, he...how..."
After Ye Changshan broke free from the "nightmare", he walked all the way to the shabby room, and then slept for a whole day and night. When he woke up, he learned that the scholar in front of him was actually Wenqu, a scholar from the Central Plains. For a moment, he forgot why he came. It wasn't until Wen Junchen asked him back that he remembered everything
"Mr. Wen, you, you mean...it's me...?"
Ye Changshan hesitated, repeating the words 'It's me', but he couldn't say the four simple and heavy words 'passed the cold test' no matter what.
...
"Junior brother!? Mr. Wen, what did you call me just now? Junior brother!?"
Ye Changshan suddenly caught something and jumped up from the bed so high that he couldn't believe what Wen Junchen called him just now.
"What!? Long gown!? You, you, you... did you really pass the retest?"
Yingping also reacted and couldn't believe what he heard for a while. From the day before yesterday to today, everything was in a daze. He had never had time to think about it all, and now he suddenly learned that his good brother had passed the cold test? Doesn't that mean...we should continue to be good brothers under this Qianniu Mountain?
Instantly, joy surged into his heart, and Yingping also jumped up from the bed, holding Ye Changshan's arms with both hands, shouting -
"Really? Changsha? You passed the retest!?"
Ye Changshan recalled yesterday's scene, and it seemed that... he was indeed the first person to arrive at this thatched cottage? He nodded slightly, but still wasn't quite sure.
When Yingping saw this, he couldn't care less. Now that he had eaten and drank enough and had strength, he took Ye Changshan into his arms, hugged him hard, and laughed:
"Hahaha, okay, okay, our brothers have not done it in vain, we can keep doing it!"
After that, he hugged Ye Changshan and jumped up and down. Ye Changshan was infected by him and became a little happy and forgot about it. He also giggled and jumped up. It seems that they have forgotten that the bed beneath their feet is the bed that the man has slept on for most of his life - they are the first couple in the world to be so brazen on their husband's bed.
Wen Junchen watched the two young men dancing happily as if no one was around. He didn't know how to interrupt them for a moment, so he coughed heavily.
Ye Changshan and Yingping had just reacted at this moment. They couldn't help being embarrassed and looked at Wen Junchen with some embarrassment.
"You two come down first."
Wen Junchen's tone was full of helplessness. After hearing this, Ye Changshan and Yingping quickly jumped out of bed.
The two of them thought that Wen Junchen would scold them, but they saw that Wen Junchen ignored them and just carefully tidied up the brown mat and mattress that they had messed up. After a while, the bed returned to its normal state. of flatness.
"Don't get too excited too early. You two have not yet completed the apprenticeship ceremony, so you are not considered a disciple." After making the bed, Wen Junchen turned to Ye Changshan and said.
Ye Changshan was really not sure about the apprenticeship aspect, so he looked confused.
Wen Junchen looked at Ye Changshan's confused look and explained: "Although a humble family is not worldly, basic etiquette is still required. If you offer a cup of tea to the teacher, it will be considered a courtesy."
'To offer a cup of tea to the teacher'? Mr. Wen is a disciple from a poor family, so his teacher is naturally... Could it be... that he will be able to see Mr. Wen soon? Thinking of this, Ye Changshan couldn't help but get excited and nervous.
Yingping also realized the meaning of this sentence. After waiting for a long time... he was finally going to meet the legendary person? He asked excitedly: "Should we... serve tea to Mr....?"
But before the two of them could get excited for long, a splash of cold water extinguished their little flame of hope.
"Teacher is not on the mountain these days, so this time I will take over the apprenticeship on my behalf."
"Huh? Sir isn't here?"
Seeing Wen Junchen nod his head, the two of them, who were still a little in love just now, were like eggplants beaten by frost.
"Junior brother, don't be anxious. There is always a chance to meet the teacher. Come on, let's serve this tea first." Wen Junchen comforted the two of them for a few words, and then brought the topic back.
Ye Changshan felt that Mr. Wen seemed to be very attached to this cup of tea, so he stopped interrupting and took the tea cup in a daze. But after taking the tea cup, he still didn't know why and could only look at Wen Junchen like a noob.
"Kneel down!"
Wen Junchen's tone suddenly became serious. Hearing this, Ye Changshan instinctively knelt down.
Wen Junchen straightened the simple table and chairs, pointed and said: "Nuo, raise the tea cup in front of the teacher's table and chairs."
Ye Changshan did as he said and raised the tea cup to his forehead.
"Follow me and say: 'Teacher, please bow to me as a disciple.'"
"Oh", Ye Changshan heard clearly what Wen Junchen said and said respectfully, "Teacher, please bow to me!"
Wen Junchen stood aside, took the tea cup and carefully placed it on the table, and then said: "Kowtow three more times and we'll be done."
"Bang-bang-bang-"
Ye Changshan kowtowed three times reverently. This was his first apprenticeship ceremony. He was afraid that he was not sincere enough and his forehead was red.
Wen Junchen looked at Ye Changshan with satisfaction. When he saw the apprenticeship ceremony completed, he stepped forward and helped him up.
Seeing Wen Junchen help himself up, Ye Changshan asked in confusion: "Mr. Wen, is this ceremony...finished...?"
Wen Junchen smiled and nodded, and said, "Junior brother, the 'apprenticeship ceremony' has been completed, why do you still call me Mr. Wen?"
Hearing this, Ye Changshan was stunned at first, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably. His heart was beating violently at this moment, as if it would jump out of his throat the next moment. He looked at the world-famous scholar in front of him and called him affectionately. As a 'junior brother', that means... I have officially... entered a poor family? This is all too... incredible, right?
"Big... big brother!"
As if in a dream, Ye Changshan shouted out these three words excitedly and carefully. He felt nervous for a while, then excited, and then felt relaxed and relaxed all over his body.
He actually became a disciple of a poor family? Ye Changshan's nose felt sore and his eyes were a little red. If my parents were alive in heaven, they would definitely be happy for me, right?
At this moment, Ye Changshan had mixed feelings. He looked at his senior brother Wen Junchen and was about to accept his teachings. However, he suddenly found that there was an indescribable complex emotion across Wen Junchen's face. Although it was just that It took just a moment, but Ye Changshan was still keenly aware of it.
Is there something wrong with me?
