Refa is King

Chapter 414 The Lively Baojiawan
Without waiting for the patriarch's order, several young juniors behind the patriarch rushed back into the village immediately. After a shout, people from every household, old and young, came.

The patriarch tugged at his beard and saw that there were five or six members of the family, each with a gift, and it was almost impossible to take a piece of cloth, a jar of wine, a letter of pastries, some sugar, and salt.

"This is what our old lady brought to everyone from the capital. Have you seen this pastry? This is the pastry used by the imperial palace, and this wine is 50 years old." Liu Yuanfu said loudly, many of these things are Liu Yuanfu told his subordinates to do it.

"Steward Liu, how much money does this jar of wine cost?" A villager asked in a low voice, looking at the dark jar, some couldn't believe it was 50 years old.

"This jar of wine is at least 50 taels of silver, and it wasn't that person who couldn't buy it. See if there is any wine jar. Don't look at the blackness. It won't be a problem for another 100 years." Liu Yuanfu is an old fellow, and he was extremely accurate in understanding Madam Bao's thoughts.

"Thank you, thank you." The villagers are actually higher in seniority than Mrs. Bao, but the villagers are very particular about etiquette. After all, Mrs. Bao is a widow. It is rare.

"My old lady said, if any of you have pigs and sheep, bring them here. My old lady wants to entertain everyone, and the children who are studying will be given one hundred coins for knowing one word, and those who know more than one thousand words Give me a tael of silver." Liu Yuanfu had already deeply comprehended what Mrs. Bao explained, and said again.

Bao Bushu was on the side and didn't say anything, while Bao Laoniang was talking with the patriarch, uncle, etc. Although Bao Bushu had the final say outside, but inside the family, these elders still valued Bao Laoniang.

"But Master Jiuwu?" A voice called out from afar.

"I'm Jiuwu." Bao Bushu was a little puzzled by this title, what brother Jiuwu.

"It's really Mr. Jiuwu, let's go." More than 100 feet away, a group of young people dressed in scholar's clothing flocked over.

"Mr. Jiuwu, the students are polite." This group of scholars rushed to Bao Bushu, and before Bao Bushu could say anything, they immediately bowed down and saluted, while shouting.

The patriarch of Baojiawan pulled out his beard. Why is this book called the teacher by the students of the academy?
"Did you call the wrong person?" Bao Bushu asked in bewilderment.

"Master, that's right, that's right, the Holy City has already published articles all over the world. What Master Jiuwu said is a warning to me and other saint disciples. In fact, I have long been not used to those families in the Holy City. It smells like copper." A scholar said.

"Oh, I don't dare to be a teacher. If you don't feel strange, you can call him brother?" Bao Bu wrote, it turned out to be a matter in Dongfang City.

"Master Jiuwu, don't say that, even Grandmaster Wenda praises brother Jiuwu." Another scholar said, clasping his hands.

"Mr. Jiuwu, student Liu Yanda pays his respects to the teacher."

"Mr. Jiuwu, student Yuan Wenshan pays a visit to the teacher."

The group of scholars in front hadn't finished talking, and there were several scholars dressed up in the distance, but this group of people was almost middle-aged.

Bao Bushu's uncle, the chief security officer of the Bao family, opened his mouth wide when he saw this group of people: "Here, isn't this the master of Futai?"

"What, it's Qingzhou Mansion?" Baojiawan Patriarch almost finished pulling his beard, and said in a voice.

Liu Yanda quickly approached Bao Bushu. These scholars knew Bao Bushu's reputation. After Wenda became a saint, he actually praised Bao Bushu. In addition, a series of things about Bao Bushu in Dongfang City had been accepted by the saints. The academic journal article, if you want to talk about the three words "won't book", maybe the saint's disciples don't know it, but when you talk about Jiuwu, it's really like thunder.

"Students pay respects to the teacher." The Great Master Saint once said that Jiuwu is the teacher of all of you, and Bao Bushu is not a disciple of the Saint, so it is not appropriate to address him as Mr. So everyone calls Bao Bushu Master Jiuwu.

"Everyone, Pengpi Shenghui, this is the head of my Bao family, this is the head of the Bao family, and this is my mother." Bao Bushu introduced.

"I've seen the old man, I've seen the old lady."

"The old madam never gives way to a man."

"The old lady donated money to build an academy and subsidize scholars. This is a role model for my generation."

"Madam, please accept my worship."

Mrs. Bao was also almost stunned. This is a scholar. In Mrs. Bao's subconscious mind, scholars are all capable and superior. Scholars are in the countryside, and everything they say makes sense.

"Huh..." Liu Yanda looked at Liu Yuanfu, a little surprised.

"What are you looking at, little six." Liu Yuanfu said angrily.

"But Third Uncle?" Liu Yanda was still not sure when he heard this.

"Well, since last night, I am no longer a worldly person. Now I am the housekeeper, managing some vulgar things for the old lady and the young master." Liu Yuanfu was also stunned. I didn't expect that the young master was actually the Jiuwu brother praised by Master Wen. .

Many scholars present looked at Liu Yuanfu, who was Liu Yanda's third uncle? He was a national teacher of Wei State, a national teacher of a country, and he quit and became a housekeeper. He seemed very happy.

"Congratulations to Third Uncle on attaining the Tao." But Liu Yanda knew that Liu Yuanfu was still a monk, so he said immediately.

"En." Liu Yuanfu hummed.

"Congratulations." The other scholars hurriedly congratulated, and after thinking about it, people like themselves wish they could also join the sect of Jiuwu.

"Patriarch, uncle, do you want to find a place, I will entertain you all." Bao Bushu said.

"Okay, okay." The patriarch and uncle agreed, but they couldn't find a suitable place in their hearts.

"If you are interested, you can go on the spirit boat, the upper part is also very open, everyone sit on the floor, how about drinking and chatting." Bao Bushu thought about it, and he understood, and Bao Bushu guessed that there were more people coming around.

"Very good." When everyone saw the huge spirit boat, they were envious.

The patriarch quickly greeted some clever boys, and under Liu Yuanfu's command, everyone sat on the deck of the spirit boat and served melon and fruit wine.

Sure enough, not long after it was placed here, the scholars, academy disciples, and academy teachers who heard the news around came to pay their respects one after another.

Under the command of Liu Yuanfu, the patriarch and the third uncle let some clever people from Baojiawan fight, and there were only dozens of people who were qualified to board the spirit boat.

The patriarch and the third uncle heard the laughter from the spirit boat from time to time, and looked at the many scholars below who listened with pricked ears, they couldn't believe their ears.

"Master, please drink this cup to the brim. I offer you a toast as a saint disciple. For everything you have done in Dongfang City, I thank you for countless saint disciples. Because of you, countless saint disciples can enter the holy city for free. Because of you, Countless collections of books have been taken out by the aristocratic family for us to watch for free." said Lang Sheng, the dean of Qingzhou Academy.

The dean of Qingzhou Academy has a much higher position in the temple than Zhizhou. Zhizhou can only be regarded as a disciple of a saint, not a member of the temple.

"Wonderful praise." Bao Bushu was about to stand up, but was forced to sit down by the deans of several nearby academies, and several deans stood up.

(End of this chapter)