I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Sir, the late Fang Chengwen, the magistrate of Luoyang County!"

Fang Chengwen looked respectful, as the so-called ability is a teacher, although he is much older than Bu Fan, he thinks he is inferior to him in terms of knowledge.

Bu Fan was not surprised.

After all, he already knew Fang Chengwen's identity.

But his calm expression, in Fang Chengwen's view, is the demeanor of a hermit, as if everything is under control.

"puff"

But at this moment, Song Laizi spat out a mouthful of water.

"What? Are you the magistrate of our county?"

Song Laizi's eyes widened and his voice trembled a little.

Can you not tremble?

Just now he mercilessly asked the county master to return the prescription to him.

Zhang Long sneered.

Now that I know I am afraid, what did I do before that?

But in front of Confucianism cultivators, he did not dare to show the slightest schadenfreude.

"It's down!"

Fang Chengwen was very polite, and was not dissatisfied because Song Laizi had no scruples about him before.

"Be good, Mr. County, why don't you tell me that you are here, so that I can set up eight tables for you to receive you!"

Song Laizi stood up suddenly, rubbing his hands, smiling all over his face, looking like a dog leg.

Bu Fan coughed dryly.

This Song Laizi was too embarrassing for him.

"no, I'm fine!"

Fang Chengwen waved his hands quickly, cold sweat dripped from his forehead

What did the hermit cough mean just now?

Don't you think he is the kind of corrupt official who takes advantage of the common people?

"I came here this time to visit my husband, and I don't like extravagance!"

Fang Chengwen explained aloud, and secretly glanced at Bu Fan out of the corner of his eye, for fear that Bu Fan would show displeasure or displeasure.

"That's right, my family is an upright official and loves the people like a son."

Zhang Long is not a person with poor eyesight, so he naturally knows that Confucianism cultivators should not be prejudiced against them.

Seeing that Bu Fan didn't show any expression on his face, the two of them were slightly relieved.

"So that's how it is. I am grateful for Master Fang's love!"

Bu Fan bowed his hand, although Fang Chengwen was only a secular county magistrate, but he still wanted to give the other party some face when he came all the way to a remote village just to visit him.

"I can't help it! Sir, it is the late students who are grateful to you, sir, for being able to run an academy in Luoyang County, educate the common people, and teach so many talents for my dynasty!"

Fang Chengwen was terrified, and was about to salute when he got up.

"Master Fang doesn't have to be like this, this is what I should do!"

Bu Fan hurriedly supported Fang Chengwen.

He was a little impressed by Fang Chengwen.

He just taught five scholars without any fame. The other party not only respected him, but also saluted and thanked him for what he did.

It seems that Fang Chengwen is really a good official!

On the other hand, Song Laizi was dumbfounded.

The village head is also really awesome.

Even the county master in the county seat is so polite to the village head.

……

after that.

Bu Fan and Fang Chengwen chatted, and they talked about the Four Books and Five Classics.

Fang Chengwen always felt that his knowledge was not low.

But after talking with Bu Fan, he realized that his little knowledge, the hermit Confucianism cultivator in front of him, was not worth mentioning at all.

He even felt that the hermit Confucianism cultivator in front of him was more knowledgeable than anyone he knew.

And this hermit Confucian cultivator was modest, not as arrogant as the Confucian cultivator he had seen before, and he became more respectful in his heart.

This is the true Confucianism cultivator.

When it was getting late, Fang Chengwen got up to say goodbye because he had something to do in the yamen, and Bu Fan sent them outside the door.

"Thank you sir for your advice!!"

Fang Chengwen was grateful in his heart, and the conversation with the hermit Confucianism cultivator in front of him was only a few cups of tea, but he felt like a spring breeze and benefited a lot.

[Fang Chengwen has a good impression of you, the current favorability value is 90]

"No, you can come to the village when you have time in the future, let's talk again!"

Bu Fan smiled slightly, he felt pretty good about Fang Chengwen.

"Thank you sir!"

Fang Chengwen's eyes lit up, and he bowed his hands in salute. It was a great opportunity for him to discuss with a Confucianism cultivator.

……

"Dare to ask the name of this strong man?"

On the way back, Fang Chengwen said politely.

"I don't have a big name. People in the village call me Song Laizi. The county lord, you can call me Song Laizi!" Song Laizi said cheerfully.

After returning home, he must show off to his wife. He is also someone who has seen big shots.

"So it's Song Zhuangshi!"

Fang Chengwen cupped his hands.

This Song Laizi seems a little unreliable, but from the previous conversation between this Song Laizi and that hermit Confucianism Cultivator, I am afraid that the two have a very close relationship.

Passing the village entrance.

Fang Chengwen noticed the group of children under the big locust tree.

Earlier, I heard from Song Laizi that this group of children were playing chess there, and they were students of Uncommon Academy.

"Let's go and see!"

"Your Excellency is also interested in Go?" Song Laizi asked curiously.

"Know a thing or two!"

Fang Chengwen smiled.

Walking forward, I found that there are two teenagers playing chess at the moment. The children around are watching quietly, and everyone's eyes are very focused.

Fang Chengwen couldn't help but nodded.

As expected, he was indeed a student taught by that hermit.

Afterwards, Fang Chengwen looked at the chessboard, seeing black and white pieces coming and going, the more he looked at him, the more frightened he became.

Although his Go attainment is incomparable with those Go masters, it can be regarded as a small success.

But compared to the two teenagers playing chess at the moment, Fang Chengwen felt ashamed. He didn't expect that the level of Go of these two teenagers would be so high.

Even the students in the academy are so good, how accomplished the hermit who taught them must be!

But at this time.

A beautiful piano sound came out, melodious and clear, like a mountain spring playing among the green mountains.

Fang Chengwen was immediately attracted by the sound of the piano, and quickly walked in the direction of the sound.

Soon, they came to the gate of the private school.

"Is this piano sound coming from a private school? Could it be that the person playing the piano is also that gentleman's disciple?" Fang Chengwen was stunned.

"That's right, our village head knows a little bit of everything, not only teaching the children how to play chess, but also teaching them to play the piano and draw!" Song Laizi said proudly.

There are no such other private schools, and only the private schools in their corner village have them.

I know a little?

Fang Chengwen shook his head and smiled wryly.

Judging from the melodious and melodious piano sound just now, this level is probably no worse than many people who are proficient in piano art.

Proficient in poetry, calligraphy, go, piano, painting, Chinese medicine, this hermit is too knowledgeable.

You have to know how can ordinary Confucianism cultivators be so proficient.

Could it be that the hermit is a great Confucian?

A thought flashed through Fang Chengwen's mind, and his heart couldn't help trembling.

Before, he guessed that the hermit Confucianism cultivator was most likely to be a bachelor or above.

And above the bachelor is the bachelor, and each bachelor has a very high status in the court.

Above the great scholar is the great Confucianism. Every great Confucianist has profound knowledge. Even today's sages should respectfully call him sir when they see each other.

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