I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Beijing.

Inside a magnificent palace.

Cao Huaixin, the current emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, was sitting on the Dragon Throne with many thoughts, "Big Fatty, how long has it been since the saint left the capital?"

The thin old eunuch beside him replied respectfully, "My emperor, it has been seven days!"

Cao Huaixin frowned, "Seven days? Even if that man is really a great Confucian, the sage should be back! Could it be that something delayed him?"

This time the old eunuch did not answer, but stood aside respectfully.

In fact, it's no wonder that Cao Huaixin was not nervous. The great Wei Dynasty was able to be as stable as it is now, and his throne could be so securely because of Wu Xuanzi sitting in charge.

After a while, Cao Huaixin pondered for a moment, and asked the old eunuch at the side to fetch the four treasures of the study.

……

at the same time

Corner Village.

The village chief's house, under the peach tree.

Wu Xuanzi was playing Go with Bu Fan.

Seeing the sweat gradually oozing from his forehead and Wu Xuanzi staring at the chessboard intently, Bu Fan was afraid that the little old man would suddenly have a heart attack.

But thinking of the other party's identity, Bu Fan was not so afraid.

It's just that what he doesn't understand is, isn't playing a game of Go as useful as facing an enemy of life and death?

But Bu Fan didn't know.

At this moment, Wu Xuanzi's mind was already on a huge chessboard, surrounded by majestic and majestic giants like gods.

"Sir, I admit defeat!"

Wu Xuanzi slowly put down the sunspot in his hand, and let out a long breath.

At this moment, he seemed to have collapsed.

"Old Wu, don't be discouraged, I see that your chess strength has improved in the past few days!" Bu Fan comforted.

"This is also thanks to your guidance, sir!"

Wu Xuanzi showed a smile.

During this period of time, the more he got along with this Mr. Bu, the more he realized that this Mr. Bu was unfathomable.

Music, chess, calligraphy and painting all reached a terrifying level.

Even, the game of Go that he is proud of is vulnerable to this Mr. Bu in front of him.

But at the same time, he gained more.

Whether it is cultivation or chess strength, during this period of time, it has grown explosively.

This also made him more determined to stay in the village.

He believed that as long as he followed this supreme being, it would not be a dream for him to step into a saint in his lifetime.

You must know that before, becoming a saint was out of reach for Wu Xuanzi, but now he has a glimmer of hope.

"How about we play another round?"

Bu Fan smiled lightly.

Although Wu Xuanzi's strength is barely strong, and when playing chess, he always likes to ponder for a long time, but it's okay to pass the time.

"Another day, another day!"

Wu Xuanzi shook his head with a wry smile.

It's not that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't play anymore, and all his mind and energy were exhausted in that round just now.

"That's a pity!"

Bu Fan didn't force it, and put away the pieces on the chessboard.

"Master, do you see who is back?"

Suddenly, little Lu Ren's surprised voice came from outside the door.

Bu Fan looked up, and saw Zhou Mingzhu riding a little white donkey, with little Lu Ren in front of him.

"When are you back?"

Bu Fan got up and said with a smile.

"I'll be back at noon."

Zhou Mingzhu got off the back of the little white donkey, and wanted to hug little Lu Ren, but was rejected by little Lu Ren, who jumped down quickly.

"Yo, I can't tell that little Lu Ren is still a little martial arts master."

Zhou Mingzhu smiled and touched little Lu Ren's little head, and little Lu Ren smiled silly after being praised.

"Who is this?" Wu Xuanzi was puzzled.

"By the way, I forgot to introduce you to Mr. Wu. This is the Zhou Mingzhu I mentioned to you earlier!" Bu Fan introduced to Wu Xuanzi with a smile.

"It turned out to be Miss Zhou, I have admired you for a long time!"

Wu Xuanzi looked at Zhou Mingzhu for a few times, and was puzzled. He didn't find any difference from Zhou Mingzhu.

Then why this Miss Zhou can be praised by Mr. Bu.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, if you want to say Jiu Yang, I should say it!"

Zhou Mingzhu waved his hands, and bowed to Wu Xuanzi very politely.

Not to mention that Zhou Mingzhu was not in vain among the rich ladies in the county, but the salute at this time has a bit of a ladylike temperament.

After a few words of politeness, Zhou Mingzhu rolled up her sleeves, "Village chief, little Lu Ren said that he hasn't eaten my cooking for a long time, this time I'll cook some delicious dishes for you!"

"Well, Mr. Wu, you're in for a treat today. Mingzhu's food is absolutely delicious!" Bu Fan looked at Wu Xuanzi and smiled.

"To be praised so much by Mr. Wu, I want to try it!" Wu Xuanzi became a little interested.

"Village Chief, come and help me!" Zhou Mingzhu beckoned.

How could Bu Fan not know that Zhou Mingzhu had something to say to him, so he told Wu Xuanzi and went to the kitchen.

Wu Xuanzi sighed.

Come this time.

He also found that Mr. Bu was completely integrated with the villagers in the village, teaching and educating people, helping the villagers deal with things, just like a real mortal.

And he also tried to integrate into the village, and found that this method was extremely useful for mental state cultivation.

……

"Village Chief, tell me that Mr. Wu's background is not simple?"

As soon as Bu Fan entered the kitchen, Zhou Mingzhu couldn't wait and asked in a low voice.

"How do you know?" Bu Fan asked with a smile.

"I'm not blind. Although Mrs. Wu is dressed in simple clothes, his bearing and appearance make him look like an ordinary person!" Zhou Mingzhu said firmly:

"Besides, you must have some purpose for asking me to cook so deliberately."

In fact, there is still one thing Zhou Mingzhu didn't say in his heart, that is, it is not easy to be able to be with the second male supporting role

"Then you are really smart, then Master Wu is indeed not an ordinary person!" Bu Fan shook his head with a smile.

"Really?" Zhou Mingzhu's eyes lit up, "Then what is his background? Is he the grand master of the dynasty, the emperor's teacher, or the general of Zhenguo?"

How did you come up with all this?

"I can't say the identity, but it must be the golden thigh you want. Don't you always want to hug some thigh?" Bu Fan joked with a smile.

"Then are the golden thighs thick?"

Zhou Mingzhu stuck out her tongue cutely, and rolled her eyes.

"It must be rough!"

Just kidding, can the Yasheng of the Great Wei Dynasty not be rough?

"How thick is that?"

Zhou Mingzhu pushed Bufan's arm with his shoulder and teased.

Just as Bu Fan was about to say something, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Especially, seeing Zhou Mingzhu's malicious smile, how could he not know that Zhou Mingzhu was racing.

"What do you think every day?"

Bu Fan reached out and patted Zhou Mingzhu on the head.

"pain!"

With teary eyes, Zhou Mingzhu covered her head, "Village Chief, I just want to ask if Jin's thighs are thick. Where are you going? It's because you are mentally unhealthy!"

"Ah!"

Bu Fan twitched his mouth, ignored Zhou Mingzhu, and walked outside.

Suddenly, thinking of something, he looked back at Zhou Mingzhu.

“Can’t fry mushrooms!”

And this time.

Zhou Mingzhu just took out a big mushroom from the basket and turned her head to look at it.

Four eyes facing each other.

Bu Fan: "..."

Red.