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"Yes!"

Zhang Juren was very respectful.

Although he is just an ordinary lifter, he still has a vision for seeing people.

Don't look at the fate of the Daoist Jie Luck now, and he looks like a fortune-telling liar who walks the rivers and lakes, but Zhang Juren feels that this person is probably not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people, after knowing that they are Juren, will definitely not continue to treat themselves to this bowl of mutton noodles.

It is precisely because he saw through everything that Zhang Jucai would walk into the noodle shop and sit face to face with Daoist Jie Luck.

The ancients said, eat without speaking, sleep without speaking.

At the dinner table, people pay attention to eating, and basically they will not make a sound.

Does the robbery master pay attention to people?

The answer is of course yes.

Therefore, after Zhang Juren discovered the graceful attitude of Daoist Jie Luck eating noodles, he realized that he had really met an expert this time.

He helped people write in the town, indeed to sharpen his calligraphy, and indeed to understand the various ways of life. But in the deepest part of his heart, he was also thinking about whether he would have a magical encounter.

Now, he knew that the fate he wanted had come.

Anding Town is a small place, a tiny little place.

In a noodle restaurant in a small place, there will be no particular emphasis on food.

And this noodle restaurant is a very small noodle restaurant, and there is no ancestral secret method.

Therefore, this mutton noodles has a strong fishy smell.

Before Zhang Juren could eat it, he smelled it.

If it was normal, he would definitely not take a bite.

As the richest man in the town, Zhang Juren's attention to food is beyond the imagination of ordinary people in the town.

But at this moment, watching Daoist Jie Luck eat this mutton noodles with great taste, Zhang Juren can only eat it, and he eats it very gracefully.

With extremely elegant movements, eating food that is difficult to swallow, Zhang Juren has a look of sweetness on his face.

I have to say, this guy is a ruthless guy.

Daoist Jie Luck doesn't have so many ideas. After days of running away, he has not had a good meal for some time. Now that I eat this mutton noodle, it is unexpectedly delicious.

Not long after, Daoist Jie Luck finished eating the noodles, and even drank all the mutton soup in the bowl.

As for Zhang Juren, it is really cruel.

He was only a little slower than Daoist Jie Luck, and he also ate a clean meal.

"You, not bad!"

Daoist Jie Luck looked at Zhang Juren's clean bowl of noodles and smiled, "If you can trust this old man, you can come to Beijing for a visit next year!"

"Xiaosheng, thank you sir for your pointer!"

Zhang actually hurriedly bowed and saluted, expressing his gratitude to Daoist Jie Luck.

"The old man also sees your fate."

After the robbery Daoist finished speaking, he was ready to leave.

"Sir, please stop!"

Zhang Juren hurriedly opened his mouth and stopped the Daoist Jieyun. He bowed respectfully to Daoist Jieyun again and said, "Sir, Xiaosheng has no intention of becoming an official in the court!"

"Oh?"

Daoist Jie Yun stopped and looked at Zhang Juren, "As I know, you are already a Juren. As long as you go further, you will be a jinshi, and you will be able to fill the position. The ruling party, why do you have no interest in officialdom?"

"Xiaosheng has a warm temperament, he can't be an official!"

Zhang Juren looked at Daoist Jieyun respectfully, "Xiaosheng knows that Mr. is a very person, I wonder if Mr. Xiaosheng can accept Xiaosheng as a disciple?"

"To be the disciple of this old man?"

The robbery Daoist was stunned.

He was so old, but he only accepted one disciple, that is, Du Qingruo, who was of the royal blood of the previous dynasty, and also the saintess of his robbery.

Now that Du Qingruo's life and death are unknown, if he encounters an accident, then if something happens to him, the Daoist of the robbery, the inheritance of the Dao of robbery will be broken.

Apprentice?

It doesn't seem impossible.

At the moment, Daoist Jie Luck looked at Zhang Juren and slowly asked:

"Can you have a family? Can you have a wife, can you have children?"

"Do you have parents?"

"Is there still nostalgia for this world?"

"Mr. Hui, Xiaosheng is already married, he has a wife and children, and his parents are still alive!"

"You have a lot of worldly concerns!"

Daoist Jie Yun looked at Zhang Juren solemnly, "Do you know that if you worship the old man as a teacher, is it difficult, you have to cut off all this. From now on, you will no longer be a Juren!"

"So, are you willing?"

The Daoist Jie Luck looked at Zhang Juren and said something, which made Zhang Juren silent.

Seeing this, Daoist Jie Luck prepared to pack up and leave.

As a result, Zhang Juren stopped him again.

"Disciple is willing!"

Although Zhang Juren didn't know the identity of the Daoist Jie Luck, his intuition told him that this was his chance. Once he misses this opportunity, he may regret it for the rest of his life.

Therefore, Zhang Juren only hesitated for a while before giving his answer.

"Then, I will go to your house for the sake of the teacher, but for you, but this worldly entanglement."

"But you have to keep in mind that once you become a teacher, you can only live and die. If you betray your teacher, you don't need to do anything for the teacher, and you will suffer the consequences yourself!"

"Master, please rest assured, disciples should remember your teachings!"

Zhang Juren knelt down on the ground excitedly, and on the spot gave the Master of Jie Yun the apprenticeship ceremony.

...

Such a scene made the noodle shop shopkeeper and Xiao Er both bewildered.

A liar who runs fortune-telling in the rivers and lakes, how could Zhang Juren be accepted as a disciple by relying on a bowl of mutton noodles.

"The shopkeeper, you said, what's going on?"

Paotang Xiaoer stared at the shopkeeper of the noodle shop in a daze.

The shopkeeper of the noodle shop shrugged and said, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Just now, Daoist Jie Luck had a conversation with Zhang Juren. They were all bystanders or witnesses.

The Daoist Jie Luck took Zhang Juren out of the noodle shop, and then Zhang Juren led the way in front of him and walked towards his family's mansion.

It is true that Anding Town is not big, but Zhang Juren’s home in Anding Town is very large.

Covering an area of ​​several acres, the high gate compound.

When Zhang Juren brought Daoist Jie Luck to the front of his house, a house immediately rushed up and respectfully saluted the two of them.

"Master, please!"

Zhang Juren said respectfully, "I beg you and your disciples to come in first and rest for a while, and let the disciples go and call your parents and mothers here!"

"Can!"

Daoist Jie Luck nodded, he is not in a hurry now.

Zhang Juren placed the Daoist Master of Jieyun, and then looked at the steward of his own mansion and said, "Where are the old masters?"

"Back to the master, the old man and the old lady are talking to the lady, the young master, and the young lady in the backyard!"

Zhang Juren nodded and said again: "Let someone bring the best tea over here!"

"Master, sit down for a while, the disciples will come when they go!"

After Zhang Juren had finished talking to Daoist Jie Yun, he strode out and went straight to the backyard of his mansion.

...

At this moment, in the backyard of Zhang Juren's mansion.

An old couple smiled kindly and looked at two little dolls, a man and a woman, who were playing in the yard. Not far from the two little dolls, there was a young woman, who was Zhang Juren's. Wife Zeng.

Some relatives said that the plot eased after the Huangfengkou war, and it was not attractive enough. Uh, this, the plot is too much, and the author can't do anything about it. The author tries to make the plot more exciting, but there should be some foreshadowing and easing, and there are still some things to do. Parents, rest assured, the exciting will come again soon! Well, finally, ask for a monthly pass!