I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 59: Become a disciple of the master of metaphysics

Su Siji brought Song Lingyi in and bowed, "Your subordinate greets Master Ye."

Song Lingyi followed suit and saluted: "This subordinate pays respect to Master Ye."

Feeling the gazes from all directions, Song Lingyi's cheeks felt slightly hot.

Ye Xu'an didn't care about what happened to other people. He walked straight to Song Lingyi and said with a slight curve in his lips: "Have you thought it through?"

Song Lingyi didn't expect him to be so straightforward, and she felt awkward

In front of so many female officials, Song Lingyi couldn't speak too casually, and answered in a rather official manner: "I rejected the Imperial Master yesterday because I was afraid that I was not capable enough and would disappoint the Imperial Master. But after thinking about it overnight, I——"

Before Song Lingyi finished speaking, Ye Xu'an raised his hand to interrupt her: "Okay, just think it through."

Ye Xu'an lifted his skirt, turned around and sat down in the main seat, his manner was dignified and serious, and his tone was slightly expectant:

"Kowtow."

……

There was silence in the main hall.

"Uh..." Is this too sudden?

Song Lingyi was secretly complaining in her heart, after all, it was the imperial master who was accepting her as a disciple, didn't he need some ceremony or a more solemn occasion to become his disciple?
Meng Shangyi, who was the first to react, coughed and said, "What are you standing there for? The Imperial Master has spoken, why don't you kowtow and become his disciple?"

Song Lingyi was forced into doing something she didn't know about the rules for becoming a disciple in Daliang. In the TV series, one not only had to kowtow but also offer tea, but the tea was obviously not prepared, so she just kowtowed!

Song Lingyi immediately stepped back half a step, knelt down and kowtowed.

But when the words came to his lips, he paused. What should he say when he became my disciple?

Recalling the lines in the TV series, he cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Disciple Song Lingyi, I am now worshipping as Master Ye's disciple. I know the principles of self-cultivation, family harmony, governance of the country, and peace in the world. Master, please teach me skills so that I can become a useful talent and bring honor to the family. Once a teacher, always a father. I will be loyal to you with all my heart. May the heavens and the earth bear witness to my heart!"

After she finished speaking, she kowtowed three times to Ye Xu'an.

Ye Xu'an's eyebrows relaxed, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "Good disciple!"

Meng Shangyi said happily: "As a female official of the Shangyi Bureau, you are lucky to have such an opportunity. You must learn well from Master Ye in the future!"

The other female officials also came forward to congratulate

At this moment, the congratulations from others were unconsciously filled with a kind of awe and respect, as if she was about to do a very noble job.

"Let's continue with the socializing later." Ye Xu'an stood up again and strode to Song Lingyi's side. "Disciple, there is something more important to do now."

"What's the matter?" Song Lingyi asked.

Ye Xu'an raised his eyebrows slightly: "Of course I'm going to see His Majesty."

…………

This is Song Lingyi's second visit to Xuanzheng Hall.

This time, Ye Xu'an was there, and as soon as they arrived at the main gate, a group of guards, eunuchs, and palace maids on duty came to pay their respects. Compared to Ye Xu'an's relaxed response, Song Lingyi seemed much more reserved.

Li Huaizhong, who was guarding outside the carved wooden door, saw Master Ye coming and hurried forward to greet him: "Master Ye, Miss Song... His Majesty is talking to Young Marquis Xie. Please wait a moment. As soon as the person comes out, I will go and inform him."

Ye Xu'an nodded slightly, "Thank you, eunuch."

Hearing that Xie Yanshu was also in Xuanzheng Hall, Song Lingyi looked a little dazed. Last time in Weirui Hall, Xiangyuan, Xie Yanshu defended her regardless of past grudges, and she had not yet thanked him properly. However, she had said it so decisively in the wing courtyard that day. Xie Yanshu might not want to be friends with her, so why should she tease him again... Ye Xu'an glanced at Song Lingyi and found that she was absent-minded, so he asked leisurely: "Young Marquis Xie, is it the boy from Wu'an Marquis's family?"

Li Huaizhong smiled and said, "That's right."

"Oh~ When I left Beijing, he was only this tall..." Ye Xu'an pointed to the middle of his thighs, "After sixteen years, he should be as tall as you, right?"

Ye Xuan's gaze shifted to Song Lingyi, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Song Lingyi's scalp tingled when he stared at her. Thinking of what Su Siji said about how good he was at fortune-telling, she wondered if he knew something...

I was thinking about how to get away with it.
Suddenly, she seemed to have discovered something extraordinary, and asked in surprise, "Master, you said that the young marquis was much shorter than you sixteen years ago, so how tall are you now?"

Su Siji also said that the master came to Chang'an a long time ago. If he was this tall sixteen years ago, he would be almost forty years old now, but the master looks less than thirty years old at most.

Li Huaizhong smiled and said, "Master Ye is a little older than Your Majesty. He must be fifty this year. Otherwise, why would he accept Miss Song as his disciple and inherit his legacy?"

Song Lingyi covered her mouth in surprise. Did she see a living, ageless male god?!
"Master, how do you usually maintain your health?"

Although Ye Xu'an appears calm and composed, he is actually very sensitive about his age like many elders. He faked a smile and said, "Disciple, if you can cultivate to the same state of mind as your master, you will naturally become younger."

"..." Pretending to be mysterious

The carved wooden door creaked open

Song Lingyi's gaze was subconsciously drawn to that dark green figure that came out of the door. He was still the bright and cheerful young man in her memory who made people feel like spring breeze.

The two people's eyes met in tacit understanding

Xie Yanshu's eyes changed from bright to slightly dark, and the change was very fast. He smiled and bowed to Ye Xu'an, the scholar: "Junior greets the master of the state!"

"Master Imperial Master has been back in Beijing for a long time. My father has been thinking about you many times at home and wanted to invite you to our house for a chat, but he could never find a suitable time."

Ye Xu'an smiled faintly and said something shocking: "It's really rare that this old man Xie Zhao still talks about me. Back then, your father regarded me as Chang'an's number one love rival."

……

The surroundings suddenly became quiet
Song Lingyi finally understood that her master didn't like beating around the bush when speaking, but liked to get to the point. In front of his son, he not only called his father an "old bastard", but also said that his father regarded him as a love rival.

Even a respectable man like Xie Yanshu couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart and laughed awkwardly: "Master Imperial Master, you are joking. My father... is all in the past. You are of a higher generation, so don't bother with my father."

"What's there to worry about? They have a grown-up son now..." Ye Xu'an changed the subject and asked with a smile, "Is my nephew married?"

Xie Yanshu and Song Lingyi were both stunned.

Yesterday on the Thousand-Step Trail, the master was thinking about calculating the marriage for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Why is he still thinking about this when he met Xie Yanshu today? He might as well change his career and become a matchmaker.

Xie Yanshu glanced at Song Lingyi without leaving a trace, and his eyes dimmed for a moment: "No."

The curve of Ye Xu'an's mouth became bigger and bigger, and he took out three copper coins from somewhere: "I can do the math for you."

"No deception to children or adults~"

Song Lingyi was embarrassed. She seemed to have heard this before.

Xie Yanshu waved his hands quickly: "It's not that I don't believe in the Imperial Master, but... I have my own ideas."

Ye Xu'an sighed: "Forget it, young people nowadays have so many ideas."

(End of this chapter)