Xiaoshengxianzhuang, in Wan Zhang's study.
Yan Lu and Zhang Liang faced Wan Zhang, and Xunzi saluted in unison.
Compared to Zhang Liang, Yan Lu's reaction was a little slower.
But now, after seeing everything in Wan Zhang's study, he also reacted.
The gentle smile on Yan Lu's face remained unchanged, without any change.
Today is also a day worth remembering. grab, grab, grab
Zhang Liang thought secretly in his heart.
It's a shame that I still called him junior brother for so long, but he turned out to be his senior uncle!
But this is better!
Half an hour later.
Their "Wei Yan" and "Junior Brother" opened the door of Wan Zhang's study on time.
They could see that he came at the right time and exactly at the time they agreed.
"Senior Brother Zhang Liang, Senior Brother Yan Lu, I'm really sorry, Wei Yan is late." Tian Yan raised his hands to Zhang Liang, and Yan and Lu saluted.
Zhang Liang didn't return the favor, and neither did Yan Lu. They both smiled bitterly and looked at each other in tacit understanding.
"Don't worry, you may not be his two junior brothers yet." Xunzi said pointedly, while pointing a finger at the tablet on the table.
Tian Yan felt that Xunzi was pointing to something, and he looked in the direction Xunzi pointed. Suddenly, Wan Zhang in front of the table changed from his usual smiling expression to a serious expression.
What was placed on the table by everyone was a tablet.
Tian Yan took a closer look and his heart suddenly tightened.
There is a tablet of Mencius on it.
Tian Yan didn't know what these clear-thinking elders of Confucianism wanted to do, but he made a rough guess. If Wan Zhang accepted his disciples, would he need to invite his teacher's memorial tablet?
It seems that it is not needed.
What does it mean to invite Mencius, who has been dead for decades, to come here again?
Suddenly, an idea came to Tian Yan's mind.
Isn’t he going to take over as a master and take on a disciple?
Then the noise this time must be too big.
But on second thought, she had nothing to worry about.
If the noise is big, it's big, and I'm not afraid of others knowing the news.
The higher she stands, the more important she is to the snare, and the less likely the snare will give up on her.
As for the farmer's side, whatever kind of monster Tian Meng wants to be at the moment, he will take care of him under cover of the sun.
It seems that as the master of Lieshan Hall, a peasant family, and a first-class killer of Luowang, he has colluded with the Qin State, but in fact, he has led himself to the road of death.
Like Tian Yan, they are already on the "net".
As for the twists and turns of this, it is difficult to consider which one is right and which one is wrong.
If you want to survive in this world, you must first forget about the so-called right and wrong.
"Disciple Wei Yan, I have met these two gentlemen." Tian Yan also saluted Wan Zhang and Xunzi in front of him.
"Yes." Xunzi nodded and replied lightly.
Wan Zhang turned his head and looked at Tian Yan deeply.
From today on, this young man is the nominal third head of the Confucian "Little Sage Village".
He will also be his junior brother and the senior uncle of Fu Nian, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang.
And... Mencius's disciples.
Decades later, he still clearly remembers the teacher's voice and appearance.
Acting for the teacher to accept a disciple and let the "beautiful young man" in front of him become Mencius's disciple. Although he had his own plans in mind, it was really for the sake of Confucianism and Wei Yanhao.
Moreover, not everyone is qualified to be Mencius’ disciple.
He made a decision.
Just hope the outcome isn't too bad.
"Wei Yan." Wan Zhang calmly looked at the young man in front of him and said.
"Disciple is here, please give me your instructions." Tian Yan bowed his hands to Wan Zhang and saluted.
"Are you sincerely coming to the Little Saint's Village to study?" Wan Zhang suddenly asked an irrelevant question.嘘戅 wonderful pen library 戅
"Yes." Tian Yan replied "truthfully".
"I originally wanted to accept you as my disciple, but you are talented, talented in both civil and military matters, and you are also rare in being proficient in everything.
I asked myself, I really am not qualified to be your teacher, so I decided to take over my role as a teacher. Are you willing? "Wan Zhang said slowly and calmly.
As for the humble words in his words, don't take them seriously, you'd be foolish to take them seriously.
"How can a disciple with little talent and little knowledge be qualified to be a disciple of Mencius, on the same level as two highly respected elders?" Tian Yan declined without thinking.
She didn't know what Wan Zhang meant, but she knew that declining at this time seemed reserved.
"Are you really unwilling?" Wan Zhang asked her again.
"Being a disciple of a great sage like Mencius is what juniors dream of, but disciples are worried that they are not qualified enough and will discredit the sage." Tian Yan said to Wan Zhang.
"It's quite modest. If you are willing, then it's settled.
Okay, let’s become a disciple. "Wan Zhang said calmly, his tone was very calm.
Confucians wear Confucian crowns, and elegance remains the same.
In fact, his heart was not so peaceful, but he had been thinking about this moment for a while.
The development of the current situation is within his control.
Yesterday I was calling him junior brother, but today he has become senior uncle.
Even though it was Zhang Liang, Wei Wei felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
But Wei Yan is indeed qualified to be his uncle.
As a Confucian who prefers the literary school, his martial arts and swordsmanship are far inferior to his talents and strategies.
But Fu Nian is different.
Fu Nian, who invented the "Holy King's Sword Art", although he is not too old now, his skills are more profound than those of many Confucian sages in the world. Fu Nian is so powerful that he is no match for Wei Yan. This shows that Wei Yan Very powerful.
After some etiquette, Little Sage Village had a nominal "third master".
Wan Zhang's study is still as tidy as before, but it's the same place and the same people, but the situation has changed dramatically.
"Uncle Wei Yan." Yan Lu took the lead in bowing his hands.
"I have met Master Wei Yan. I will ask Master Wei Yan to take care of me in the future." Zhang Liang also joked.
"You guys, please don't make fun of me. Wei Yan is new here and has little talent and knowledge. I hope you two...nephews can teach me a lot." Tian Yan also smiled at Zhang Liang, and Yan Lu returned the greeting.
They can treat you with the courtesy of a master uncle, but if you really become arrogant and complacent because of this, then you are very ignorant.
That's right.
She is indeed a talent.
But even she never thought that Wan Zhang could pull off such an operation.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan." Suddenly, Wan Zhang's majestic voice sounded.
"This junior is so ashamed." Tian Yan bowed his hands to Wan Zhang and saluted.
Seeing that Wei Yan still knew etiquette so well, Wan Zhang and Xun Zi's eyes converged at one point, and then they nodded at the same time.
"You are already the teacher's disciple. Confucianism talks about etiquette, and the etiquette and laws are like this. There is nothing to say about whether you dare to do it or not.
Because the teacher has passed away many years ago, from today on, Junior Brother Xunqing and I will teach you together. "Wan Zhang glanced at Xunzi on the side and said with a smile on his face.
