I farmed and raised cubs in ancient times

Chapter 109 Can I Be Your Disciple?
The old servant was surprised at first, and then saw that this was such a cute child, so he asked: "Little baby, where did you come from? What's your name? What can I do with my master?"

"Back to Uncle, his name is Ye Heng. I have met Ouyang officials before. My family is in the county. I have something very important to talk to Ouyang officials today. Uncle, if the officials are here, can you please?" Let me go in and see you?"

Ye Heng uttered such long, logical and polite words in one breath, Jiang Zhi felt extremely relieved.

If Ouyang refuses to accept Ye Heng, then she will definitely study poetry and books hard, and start teaching Ye Heng as soon as possible.

"Just you, a little baby? Where's your adult?" The old servant stepped out, looked around, but saw no one else.

Xiashan Residence is close to the outskirts of the county, so there is not much traffic in the afternoon, and no one passes by for a while.

"It's just me, Uncle, Mr. Ouyang must be at home, right?"

"Son, I can't be the master. You come in with me to find my master. If he refuses to see you, I have to send you out. You can go home by yourself and don't linger, understand?"

"Okay, Uncle." Ye Heng said politely, and then obediently followed the pace of the old servant with the basket in hand.

He was so short that it was funny to carry the basket, Jiang Zhi watched him enter the yard, and waited outside with peace of mind.

"Master, a child came to you and said he had seen it before. Because the child was alone, the old slave brought him in privately." The old servant stood at the door and knocked on the wooden door.

Ouyang, who was playing the piano and reciting poems, slowly cut off the sound of the piano.

Ye Heng stood at the door in an orderly manner. For some reason, he felt that the sound of the instrument made people unhappy.

The door creaked open, Ouyang was dressed in a loose robe, and looked down at Ye Heng who was just a little higher than his knees.

Um?It's this little guy.

"Uncle Cheng is going down to do some work, this kid must recognize him." Ouyang raised his eyes to look at the old servant.

"Yes, the old servant asked the longan to prepare some tea." After the old servant retreated, Ouyang said to Ye Heng: "Little guy, where is your mother?"

"I came to look for you. I didn't ask A Niang to accompany me." Ye Heng followed Ouyang with a basket in his hand. Ouyang turned around and saw Ye Heng carrying something, and put it on the small table beside him.

"Are you looking for me?" Ouyang smiled. What big deal can a little baby do?
"Yes." Ye Heng lifted the basket clumsily, lifted the cloth covering the basket, and placed the contents in front of Ouyang one by one.

Then he knelt down very solemnly and kowtowed to Ouyang.

"Excuse me, are you willing to accept me as a disciple?" Ye Heng's tone was very serious, which also contained many expectations and longings.

Ouyang: "???" What's the situation?

"Are you willing to be my teacher?" Ye Heng asked again.

Ouyang is a person who has experienced wind and rain, and will not be caught off guard by a little radish's apprenticeship. He twisted the fan pendant in his hand, but stared at Ye Heng: "Little guy, tell me why you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Ye Heng raised his head and thought for a while: "Because you are so powerful, everyone adores you, and so do I."

"That's all?" That's what people who want to be his students say.

He sang with people's poetry and wine, so many people classified him and those people into the same party, and even those who learned from him in articles and poems were also classified into his sect.In the whole Daning, everyone praised him, even the four-year-old doll was no exception.

Ye Heng shook his head.

"It's more than that."

(End of this chapter)