Huang's living room. It looks much richer than the living rooms of Li Zhai and Dan Zhai. The furnishings in the living room appear to be extremely sophisticated. Some of the porcelain ornaments are printed with the red stamp of the official kiln. The calligraphy and paintings on both sides are also written by famous people nowadays. Especially the freehand landscape painting in the middle hall was painted by Ouyang University, a famous scholar in both the government and the public. . Wei Tu believed that his statement should make Mr. Huang understand that he did not want to cling to the Huang family's wealth. "Brother Wei is interested in calligraphy and painting?" Mr. Huang smiled when he saw this. He knew that some martial arts masters from poor backgrounds were particularly interested in arty art, even if they couldn't understand it. Wei Tu shook his head. He knew that Mr. Huang should have a stubborn prejudice against him at this moment. Just like when he redeemed himself, Li Tongshi heard twice that he was going to take the martial arts test before he understood what he meant. At that time, he spoke clearly and logically. Mr. Huang's face dropped slightly, and he put down the tea cup in his hand, "Brother Wei, I want to hire a famous teacher to learn martial arts and military strategy, so that I can make up for my shortcomings in future exams..."
Mr. Huang admired Wei Tu for his ability to see the importance of fame and fortune at a glance. A few possessions were not as important as martial arts fame. ——With martial arts fame, birds can fly as high as the sky, and some wealth can be easily obtained. It's just that Wei Tu is so greedy, but it still makes Mr. Huang feel a little uncomfortable. This means that the Huang family will have to pay more to feed him. Sunset in the west. Outside the house, a bleak north wind blew, grinding the dead bamboo branches and leaves in the courtyard to a creaking sound. The dim yellow sunlight shone on Wei Tu's body through the blinds, clearly illuminating the surprise on his face at this moment. Even the maid standing outside the door could see it. Wei Tu looked at the rich man sitting in the seat and said seriously: "There is no need for my uncle to worry about this matter. Wei Tu has a master to teach him, so there is no need for Huang Zhai to hire someone else..." ——He really didn’t understand why Mr. Huang thought of hiring a famous teacher for him in what he said just now. This is weird. "Master? You shouldn't be a famous teacher. Also, you can't practice martial arts without the guidance of a master." Mr. Huang was not surprised at all by Wei Tu's reaction. The consensus among the gentry was that Wei Tu was not taught by a famous teacher, not that he was not taught by a master. There is a difference between a famous teacher and a master. But the difference is huge. When Wei Tu heard this, he stood up solemnly and bowed to Mr. Huang, "Uncle, Wei's master is a famous teacher. I hope my uncle will be careful in what he says." It would not matter if Mr. Huang belittled him. It was not uncommon for relatives to get along with each other. But Shan Wuju was his master, so humiliating him would be a serious problem. Hostile at best. The most important thing is to fight until death. moment. The whole hall was silent.
Cui Liu, the second-room maid who was watching outside the door, suddenly became a little anxious. Wei Tu's words directly blamed Mr. Huang. She knew that it must have taken a lot of effort for her second mistress Wei Xin to get Mr. Huang to recognize Wei Tu as his nephew. In terms of status, Wei Tu at this moment cannot be compared with the wealthy Mr. Huang. Mr. Huang is willing to recognize Wei Tu as his nephew. This is the opportunity that the second mistress has worked hard for... But now Wei Tu's words have undoubtedly ruined all the efforts of the second mistress Wei Xin, and may also implicate the second mistress. How could she not be worried or anxious about this? "Yes... I'm rude." Mr. Huang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face looked a little ugly, but he remained polite and was still not rude. He picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then winked at the maid next to him, indicating that she could see off the guests. However-- Just when the maid was about to speak and send Wei Tu out on the grounds of Mr. Huang's poor health, Wei Tu spoke again. "Uncle, Master Wei is a Shanwuju in Sanyuan Township. Master Shan should be a famous teacher..." Wei Tu said slowly. In the hall, the maid who was about to speak immediately stopped. She stood aside politely and lowered her head. The identity of a martial artist. In front of officials, he is inconspicuous because there are too many people with higher status than martial arts. But Mr. Huang is not an official, he is just an ordinary businessman. Although his financial resources are good in the county, he is not the kind of wealthy businessman who can negotiate with officials. In addition, unlike civil examiners, military examiners have to wait for candidates from the civil service department before they can become officials. Once they become military examiners, they can directly be worshiped as military attachés and serve as local officials. Mr. Huang had to be polite when facing a civil scholar, let alone a martial arts scholar. "It turns out... Brother Wei was studying for individual martial arts examinations. It was... my uncle guessed wrong and almost did something bad out of kindness..." Mr. Huang's expression changed again, and a smile appeared on his face. He raised the tea cup again and took a sip of Yunwu tea worth three taels of silver and one tael to moisten his throat and cover up his embarrassment and fear. A martial arts disciple is naturally not very powerful, and he is not a martial arts parent, so he cannot inherit the financial resources and fame of the martial arts. But...it's different for a martial arts disciple who lifts "five hundred catties" of stone. That's a potential martial arts master! A younger martial arts master who is less than thirty! since ancient times. The people do not fight with the officials. Mr. Huang knew the consequences of offending a future local military attache. Even if his powers were not under his control, officials protected each other and their powers could be "borrowed" from each other. By then, even if Wei Tu cannot destroy the Huang family, it will only make it easy for the Huang family to suffer a great loss. As for whether it is true or false to be a disciple of Shanwuju...
Mr. Huang didn't think Wei Tu dared to lie or joke on this issue. also. If not. Wei Tu would not easily refuse his proposal to hire a famous teacher just now. "Uncle, you're welcome." Wei Tu sat down again and took a sip of Yunwu tea. After arriving in the county, his calmness when facing the Li family and the Huang family was not only his confidence in his own force, but also his confidence in his background. This background is enough for him to have an equal dialogue with Master Li, Mr. Huang and others. "Brother Wei, if you take part in the martial arts examinations this year, are you confident that you will gain fame?" Mr. Huang's face returned to calmness and he asked with a smile. "It's hard to say..." "If you get good results in the county examination, even if your performance in other subjects is poor, you can still be recommended to the government examination..." "It's just that the competition for the government examination is fierce, and it's difficult for my nephew to be confident that he can obtain the status of a child student who can take the examination." Wei Tu shook his head and said. When speaking, he also paid attention to the words he used and changed his title from "Wei" to "nephew" to show intimacy. inside the hall. The two chatted freely and happily. Shortly after. Wei Xing led a half-grown boy in Tsing Yi quickly in and came to Wei Tu's side. She scolded the boy in Tsing Yi and said, "Yuanshan, please see your cousin soon..." Half a quarter of an hour ago, she heard the news from the maid "Cui Liu" that Wei Tu was apprenticed to Shan Wuju, so she didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurried to the back house, woke up the sleeping Huang Yuanshan, and asked him to pay homage to her. My nephew will have a bright future. "cousin." Huang Yuanshan shouted, with a little reluctance on his face. "You kid." Wei Xin pinched Huang Yuanshan's ear, a little angry. "Second aunt, Yuanshan is still ignorant." Wei Tu smiled. Only then did he notice that Wei Xin had changed her makeup, which was somewhat different from what he had seen in the Chenghuang Temple before. Wei Tu didn't know that this was the "gold swallow fat" makeup that Wei Xin put on to please him. He just thought it was because a wealthy family had lots of etiquette and needed to put on new makeup when meeting. So he glanced at it and looked away. Thank you Hu Fei for the reward of 100 starting coins, and Rising Power for the reward of 100 starting coins. Don't keep reading. The competition for starting points is too fierce now. If you don't do well in pursuing your studies, you won't be able to be ranked in some recommendations. By the way, book recommendation: Book title:
I build the underworld in a world of chaos and chaos Introduction: In this world, there are monsters, ghosts, immortals, and Shura, but there is no order. In troubled times, people are like ants, and their lives are like grass! A few days after traveling through time, Chen Qingyun encountered a life and death crisis and almost died at the hands of a fierce ghost. Fortunately, he came with the underworld and could transform into a ghost to catch the ghosts. You can also absorb the power of incense and faith, build an underworld in this other world, and gain supreme authority! From then on, a new order began to emerge. … Many years later, the underworld was completed. With one tick in the Book of Life and Death, all humans, demons, ghosts and gods will enter the underworld! "Which of all living things is not under my control? If I tell him to die at midnight, he will not live until dawn." Chen Qingyun, who became the Great Emperor of the Yins, said this while overlooking the three realms.
