I have many teachers

Chapter 161 Welcome back... Welcome from a friend (1\2)

This result was within Yu Wenze's expectation.

This also means that the forces hidden behind this incident have never really taken this incident seriously, at least they have not taken Wang Anfeng and others too seriously, and have never dispatched real masters.

In other words, using these juniors as bait, they couldn't catch much fish anymore.

With a second thought in his mind, Yu Wen waved his hand to make the subordinate retreat, and with a casual throw, the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand flew obliquely backwards and landed on the weapon rack with even force without making the slightest sound.

Turn around and stride towards the study.

With a pen dipped in ink, on the light golden letter paper, the words of inquiry and impeachment were written as always. The brushstrokes are firm, just like the man. He is a simple soldier. He joined the army at the age of 14. He has been honing life and death for 34 years. Stubborn and rigid, without any political acumen.

Since the incident happened in early May, more than two months have passed since then.

But any official who is not very stupid can know what he should do.

But he wrote one after another.

After finishing writing this memorial, Yuwen fell into silence, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he got up and went to the inner room, locked the door, and just took out a new blank paper, dipped it in ink and concentrated on it. The matter is roughly written again.

After a slight pause, he wrote at the end:
"My lord, Yuwen kowtows three times."

"The Emperor..."

"His Majesty."

The look is solemn, the strokes are serious, and meticulous, just like back then.

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Fufeng Academy·Fengzi Building

Compared with before Wang Anfeng left, this majestic Fengzi Building has not changed the slightest.

The young man relaxed his movements, pushed the door quietly and walked in. The long-lost fragrance of brush and ink came to his face, leading directly to the hundred-foot-high stairs, and there were young girls in Confucian or Taoist robes holding scrolls and reading silently. Seriously.

At the bottom of this Fengzi building, there is Yin Yang Tai Chi, facing the stars in the sky, where Yin and Yang intersect, where the hexagrams and images converge, and there are several tables laid flat. .

Before raising his head, an old voice sounded in Wang Anfeng's ear:

"came back?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback, suppressed the feeling of returning to the old place in his heart, quickened his pace a little, walked up to three steps in front of the old man, clasped his fists as a junior salute, and said:

"This junior has met Elder Ren."

The old man in the green shirt raised his head. He didn't know if it was Wang Anfeng's illusion. He just felt that he hadn't seen him for a month, and the old man's face looked a little more desolate and old. Ringing in the ear:

"Experience...how?"

Hearing the words, Wang Anfeng recalled a little, lowered his voice, and told the old man the whole trip of Qingfeng Jie, because when he first visited the sect master and the great elder, the young man subconsciously explained in detail the unusual reaction of the great elder. The matter of the Great Elder.

It is said that she is still as young as [-] years old, that her martial arts are becoming more and more unfathomable, and that her temperament is cold and quiet, just like a flying fairy in Yaochi who stepped down from the Yuxu Palace.

Ren Changge was silent for a long time, while Wang Anfeng stood in front of him with his head bowed, without any movement.

Although he is not yet old enough to understand the love and hatred of these seniors, he can still feel the indelible sadness of the old man in front of him.

Just like Mr. Ying standing in the falling snow with his hands behind his back during the winter solstice that year.

Wang Anfeng had a little understanding in his heart.

"Okay... that's enough..."

"Go on your own."

Ren Changge's eyes returned to the original divine light, and he felt that he had lost his composure, but he was too lazy to cover it up, and waved Wang Anfeng back.

The latter clasped his fists again, turned around and left.

At this moment, an uninspiring piercing sound suddenly came from behind him. The young man subconsciously raised his hand and held the object in his hand, only to feel that his hand was warm and smooth, and it turned out to be a piece of fine jade. It looks like a crescent moon, and the pattern of flying dragons is engraved on it with a very delicate technique.

Wang Anfeng stood where he was, looking sideways at the old man.

Ren Changge had already looked down at the contents of the scroll and ignored him. Wang Anfeng stroked the jade with his finger and understood.

This should be the... remuneration given to him by Mr. Ren?
The teenager shook his head and chuckled.

Since this jade was made by a martial arts senior like Ren Lao, it should not be an ordinary ornament, and it has other magical uses, but I can't ask Ren Lao, so I have to find a way to find out some information.

Wang Anfeng hung the jade on his waist casually.

Raising his eyes and scanning slightly, he found that there was no one in the corner he often went to at this time, so he simply went to sit cross-legged on the side of the bookshelf, and took out a book, it was the travel note that he hadn't read last time, and he was very sad in his heart. Comfortable.

The boy suddenly understood something.

Why does Master Fu Mo dislike leaving Fufeng Academy so much?

If I lived in this environment for 50 to [-] years, I am afraid I would not be willing to leave.

Wang Anfeng sighed in his heart, and then focused on the volume of travel notes in his hand.

Because in the past month, I have traveled through many counties in Fufeng County. Even though I would leave again every few days, I have also seen many life customs that I have never seen before. It was such a sudden feeling.

It is like this to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles.

It is easy to get addicted to reading. When Wang Anfeng felt his neck was a little sore, the sky outside was already filled with the color of blood. Standing in front of him.

Dressed in light blue clothes, except for the moon-white sleeves, handsome face, quite like a prodigal son, at this moment, with arms folded around his chest, looking at himself helplessly.

By the looks of it, I don't know how long it's been here.

Wang Anfeng blinked.

At this time, he was still immersed in the world of books, unable to extricate himself, he looked as if he had just woken up, his expression was dazed, and he was quite innocent. Looking at the young man in front of him, he seemed to be recalling, and he stayed there for about three or four breaths. Came back to God, said:
"Brother Su?"

The handsome young man rolled his eyes, and patted Wang Anfeng's shoulder heavily with one hand. The latter's palm trembled slightly, restraining his body's instinctive counterattack, so that he would not subconsciously counterattack with a punch. When he woke up, he heard the boy lower his voice and say:
"How many times have I told you to call me Wenchang?"

It was exactly when Wang Anfeng first came to Fufeng Academy, he made a bet with him, Su Wenchang, a student of the Onmyoji School who made a lot of money from the students of the military school, was also one of his few friends in the Academy. He raised his eyebrows slightly, pretending to be unhappy.

Wang Anfeng laughed, and said in a low voice:

"Then...Wenchang, can you come and see me?"

Su Wenchang rolled his eyes wildly and said:
"What, it means that I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?"

"You guys went out for a month, and when you finally came back, you didn't go to drink with your brothers, but hid here to read a book... If someone hadn't seen Tuoba Yue, we wouldn't have known you were back."

When he said this, he seemed to be a little annoyed. He reached out to snatch the book from Wang Anfeng's hand, and muttered:
"Read books, read books, read books."

"I know how to read books all day long. Is there beauty or gold in this book? I think if you continue to read, you will age before you get old, and you will look like that old man."

Although he was born handsome, but he has the air of a knight-errant, otherwise he would not be called "Su Gambler". At this time, when he saw his long-lost friend, he said quite bold words in a moment of pride.

As soon as I said it, I realized that I had slipped my words, and my body was slightly stiff.

Quietly raised his eyes to look at the case table downstairs, and saw that the old man in green shirt was still reading a book with a calm expression, as if he hadn't noticed what he said, nor was he angry, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

so far so good……

The next moment, before he could react, he was swept by a force, like a rolling ball, rolled out of Fengzilou, non-stop all the way, rolled down from the nine steps, his body was covered with dust and fallen leaves hit the ground heavily, drawing the students who were walking on the road to chuckle.

After a few breaths, Su Wenchang finally regained his strength, stood up with support on the ground, raised his hand to cover his blue forehead, touched the swollen part, couldn't help grinning at the corner of his mouth, and gasped twice .

It hurts, it hurts...so hot hands.

By the way, how is An Feng?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Wang Anfeng next to him. He also had fallen leaves and dust on his body. It seemed that he had never thought that he would be treated like this. There was still a little bit of innocence on his face. After a few breaths, his eyes flickered. It fell on Su Wenchang.

The latter laughed dryly and said:
"Welcome, welcome back..."

PS: Today's first update, a little late, but don't worry, there will be more. (clasping fists)

　Thank you for the 200 starting coins of the fireworks blown by the wind, and the 100 starting coins of Liangren Ye, thank you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)