As a former doctor, Huang He is familiar with the big figures in the prison, but in the past few years, he has only had a handful of conversations with the prison lord.
What's more, it was such a big battle. He subconsciously looked at Ji Pingan, and after the latter nodded lightly, he walked over carefully.
Everyone could clearly see that Li Guofeng's eyes, filled with vicissitudes of life, were stained with brilliant gold, and returned to normal after a moment.
Immediately, the face of the white-robed prisoner Hou Qingjun showed a mixture of joy and regret.
"Master, what did you find?" Jian Zhuang couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.
Li Guofeng sighed and said: "The five elements are balanced."
Hearing this term, the five black-clothed Si Li present were also startled, and their eyes turned towards Huang He with heat.
The "Star Official" system pays attention to resonance with the seven stars, but most people only resonate with one or two stars, and the degree will be prioritized, and a very small number of people resonate with more than three stars.
The "Five Elements Balance" means that it can resonate with all the five rays except "Sun" and "Taiyin", and theoretically can practice five types of magic.
This type of talent is extremely rare, comparable to the blood of a panda, and is nothing special before it is "opened". It will only become apparent after it is opened by chance.
Of course, the so-called "mixed but not refined" means that the speed of cultivation of this type of talent will not be very fast, but the potential is amazing. If it can be carefully cultivated, future achievements will not be low.
In short, it is a piece of jade... This is the reason why Li Guofeng is happy. As for the regret, it is that Huang He is a bit old and missed the best time.
But even if this is the case, it is still worth fighting for.
Huang He also understood the meaning of "Five Elements Balance" and was shocked in his heart.
But he knew very well that his relationship with the stars all relied on the young master's "guidance technique".
It turns out... the young master danced his sword under the sunset that day, and the opportunity given to him was more precious than imagined.
"When did you enter the Qi-nourishing realm?" Li Guofeng said with a pleasant expression.
Huang He remembered the young master's instructions and whispered: "In recent days, I borrowed my young master's star book to read it, and I had a vague feeling about it, but I don't know the details."
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, realizing that the boy in front of them was the protagonist of the story that went viral some time ago, about quitting his PhD position and willing to become a servant.
At that time, everyone thought he was crazy, but who would have thought today?
Li Guofeng nodded and said with a smile: "My Jinyuan Sichen still has a vacancy, are you willing to become my disciple?"
The five Si Li smiled bitterly. They originally wanted to fight for it, but Li Jianhou spoke first. They knew they had no chance unless they asked their own jailer to come forward, but it was already too late.
In everyone's opinion, if a little boy is favored by a prisoner, he will be ecstatic and bow to him.
However, what everyone did not expect was that Huang He shook his head without hesitation, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Marquis, for your kindness, but I want to follow my young master."
Li Guofeng's smile froze.
The others were also stunned, suspecting that they heard wrongly.
But the next second, they saw the boy in gray pick up the food box, bypass the crowd and come to Ji Ping'an, place the dishes and chopsticks for him familiarly, and prepare the meal.
Just like usual.
…
noon.
Two pieces of news in Qintian Prison spread like wildfire, sparking heated discussions.
The first one was solved by Ji Pingan, who was not optimistic by everyone, and was ranked first.
Considering the face of Lord Superintendent, the specific details were not disclosed, but this alone is shocking enough.
The second case is that former doctor Huang He entered Qi Yang with his talent of "Five Elements Balance", but he refused Li Jianhou's recruitment.
If the first one is just surprising, then the second one is purely outrageous.
"In my opinion, Dr. Huang is looking for a price. After all, how can a normal person refuse such an opportunity? Being a child is addicted?"
"This is reasonable, but his actions are inappropriate. Aren't you afraid of offending Mr. Li Jianhou?"
"You can't say that. Maybe he is taking a step back to show his loyalty... Well, in short, Dr. Huang has soared into the sky. It's ridiculous that so many people were not optimistic about him before."
In the dining hall, both the supervisors and officials were discussing this matter.
Many people were ashamed and kept silent, and some people muttered harshly, which was probably "shit luck" or something like that. However, the sudden rise of a little person had a huge shock to them.
Some people are even more distracted, wondering if it is too late to register a child at this time?
Dr. Zhao and others went to congratulate him as soon as they heard the news, and no outsider could tell how they felt.
In comparison, Ji Ping'an's victory in the monthly exam received little attention. After all...
"No matter how good you are in the exam, what's the use? If you can't practice cultivation, you can only be an official in this life." In the corner of the dining hall, the young man in brocade clothes was sour that he turned into lemon essence: "He is worse than a boy."
After the list was released, Si Chen was deeply shocked. Many of them thought of the comfort they gave to Ji Pingan before the exam, and even felt ashamed. However, those with strength will always gain respect.
Hearing this, everyone stared angrily. The young man in brocade shrank his neck and whispered, "Did I say something wrong?"
No one could refute.
…
tea room.
The carved windows are open, and the lake in the distance is picturesque.
Li Guofeng stood with his hands behind his back, his temperament was elegant, and his eyes were deep. Anyone who saw this scene would have to admire his good demeanor.
However, the uninvited guest sitting at the tea table behind him with his legs crossed just wanted to laugh:
"Haha, I was picked on the wrong one first, and then rejected... It's interesting and interesting. There hasn't been such an interesting thing in the prison for a long time."
Li Guofeng turned around expressionlessly, staring at the other person with his eyes full of vicissitudes of life, and said in a bad tone: "Fang Liuhuo, you are not in the Huoyuan, why did you come here to me?"
In front of him was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a prison robe, with a square face and beard, and thick, fiery red eyebrows.
He is one of the five great warlords, the warden of the Huoyuan who corresponds to "Yinghuo", Fang Liuhuo.
At this moment, this eunuch with a fiery personality was sitting carelessly on a mahogany armchair, holding a teacup in his big hands, wisps of flames licking the bottom of the cup, the tea gurgling, and he grinned:
"Come here and see your joke."
Li Guofeng's eyes were dark and he said coldly: "Get out of here if you have nothing to do."
Fang Liuhuo smiled and said casually: "Xu Xiurong's injury is not healed yet, and I heard it has worsened again. What do you think?"
Li Guofeng frowned: "What do you want to say?"
Fang Liuhuo played with the celadon teacup nonchalantly and said, "I'm used to being undisciplined and I don't want to get involved in the intrigues of you guys, but I don't want the balance to be broken easily."
Li Guofeng sighed: "Since the Qintian Prison has been in seclusion and has been inactive, it has been destined that struggle is inevitable. Her retreat may not be a bad thing."
Fang Liuhuo was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and now that he had the answer, he changed the topic to a lighter topic:
"By the way, what happened to Ji Ping'an?"
"Just mediocre."
"Are you sure you're not angry out of embarrassment? Are you saying angry words? I heard that you even copied the words that Master used to beat you..."
Li Guofeng turned around, looked out the window at the lake and mountains again, interrupted him, and said in a cold tone: "This is not the Imperial College. No matter how deep the knowledge is, or the talent for cultivation is not good, it can only be called mediocre."
He closed his eyes, and long-standing memories emerged:
At night, young Li Guofeng hid in his room. His two bruised and bruised hands were sore and burning outside the quilt. He tossed and turned and could not fall asleep.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the old imperial master with long black and white hair quietly walked in, took out a jar of ointment, and carefully applied it on his palm under the moonlight, using a very light and gentle technique.
The young man closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, motionless. When the old master closed the door and left, he opened his eyes filled with tears and murmured in a low voice: "Master..."
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At night, Qinglian Xiaozhu.
Ji Ping'an was lying in a wicker chair with his eyes closed and meditating. Suddenly, the courtyard door was pushed open, followed by the sound of footsteps gradually approaching.
