I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

After Bu Fan knew the intentions of the private school gentlemen, he didn't hide it, and took out the gold plaque generously.

"Mr. Bu, this is the plaque with gold characters that was rewarded by the court? Why is there no handwriting? Could it be that you want Mr. Bu to write it yourself?"

Several private school gentlemen were stunned, looking at the wordless gold plaque in front of them, they all looked at Bu Fan suspiciously.

"Several gentlemen guessed right. Fang Zhixian told me that the reason why the current emperor gave me this wordless plaque may be because I want me to write it myself!" Bu Fan laughed.

The private school teachers looked at each other in blank dismay.

Generally, the plaques presented by the imperial court are written by masters of contemporary calligraphy. What does it mean to present this plaque with no words and gold characters?

They dare not fathom the divine will.

"So that's the case, but why hasn't Mr. Bu written on this plaque yet?" That Mr. Tong asked doubtfully.

"I'm a little busy lately!" Bu Fan coughed dryly.

Mr. Zhong private school expressed understanding.

They all knew that Bu Fan was not only the teacher of Bufan Academy, but also the head of the blessed little village of Gaga Village.

Moreover, for such a major event as a reward from the court, many people will definitely congratulate Bu Fan.

"Why don't you write at this time, so that I can appreciate your calligraphy?" Mr. Tong said with great interest.

"This is good!"

Several private school teachers present nodded in unison.

"It may disappoint the gentlemen here. The words on this golden plaque cannot be written by me!"

Bu Fan also thought about writing it himself before, but later he thought that the gold plaque was said to be a reward for him, but it was actually a reward for Wu Xuanzi.

"Why?"

The private school gentlemen were puzzled.

"To tell you the truth, the person who wrote this golden plaque wants another teacher from my academy to come!" Bu Fan said.

"There is another master in the academy of the master?"

Everyone here has been to Uncommon Academy, but they have never seen any other masters.

"This master also came here a few days ago, and his knowledge is not low!"

Bu Fan then told several private school teachers about Wu Xuanzi.

"Sir, that Mr. Wu is dressed in gray clothes, with white hair and a childlike face, giving people a sense of amiability!" That Mr. Tong thought about it.

"Mr. Tong knows?" Bu Fan said,

"It's not just acquaintances, that old man surprised us at the time!!" All the private school teachers looked at each other, smiled wryly and shook their heads.

Hearing that these people mistook Wu Xuanzi for a ghost, Bu Fan also couldn't laugh or cry.

Sure enough, the boss will be naughty for a while.

at the same time.

"Breathing!"

The old man sweeping the floor of the private school sneezed violently.

……

After that, several private school teachers had a chat with Bu Fan.

When it was getting late, several private school teachers also went back, and Bu Fan tied the golden plaque to the little white donkey, and went in the direction of the private school.

"Old Wu!"

Seeing Wu Xuanzi sweeping the gate, the corner of Bu Fan's mouth twitched.

Proper sweeping monk!

"So it's the village chief, why are you free to come here today?"

Wu Xuanzi smiled very kindly.

"Didn't the imperial court give me a gold tablet with no words a few days ago, I want you to write a few words for me!" Bu Fan laughed.

"Then the golden plaque has no words?"

Wu Xuanzi only knew that the court rewarded a plaque with gold characters, but he didn't know if there were any characters.

"Yes, the golden plaque is still here!"

Bu Fan patted the gold plaque tied to the little white donkey.

"Thousand spirit wood!"

Wu Xuanzi was quite surprised.

No wonder he wasn't surprised.

After all, since the establishment of the Great Wei Dynasty, there have been many golden plaques presented as gifts, but there are only three golden plaques presented with Qianlingmu, which are also without words.

And those three pieces are the three major academies of the Great Wei Dynasty today, and they are also the places that the scholars of the Great Wei yearn for.

Now to send the fourth piece, the intention is self-evident.

……

Bu Fan didn't know what Wu Xuanzi was thinking.

Seeing that Wu Xuanzi knew this plaque, I felt overwhelmed.

A boss is a boss, you can tell what it is at a glance.

But he couldn't show it, "Old Wu, what is this Thousand Spirit Tree?"

The strange look in Wu Xuanzi's eyes flashed away, and he coughed dryly, "This thousand spirit wood is a rare spirit tree in the world. It is rumored that it can exorcise evil spirits and suppress ghosts, and it can also be used to refine magical weapons for practitioners!"

Bu Fan sighed, "Mr. Wu is really knowledgeable!"

The corner of Wu Xuanzi's mouth twitched a few times.

In front of you, he can't afford to be learned and learned.

"Then such a good thing, you can only reflect its value if you write it, Mr. Wu!" Bu Fan said seriously.

Wu Xuanzi: "..."

Hehe, you guys are really good at joking.

"Thank you for the village chief's kindness, but this golden plaque was given to you by His Majesty the village chief, so you should write it naturally." Wu Xuanzi shook his head hurriedly.

"No, I think it's most suitable for Mr. Wu to come!" Bu Fan shook his head

"The village head is really good at joking. I only have a superficial understanding of calligraphy. How can I compare with you? You should come!" Wu Xuanzi humbly.

"No no, come on!"

"No, no, you still come!"

The two of them pushed and pushed back and forth.

In the end, Bu Fan was in a hurry.

It's not a pear, do you need to let it go?

"Forget it, I'll come and I will come!"

Anyway, the golden plaque was given to him, and it was his.

Wu Xuanzi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The whole person let out a long breath.

But thinking that Bu Fan was going to write on the gold plaque, he suddenly became energetic.

"I'll help the village chief sharpen your ink!"

"No, I'll take it back and write it myself!"

Bu Fan turned around angrily, and led the little white donkey home.

This Wu Xuanzi is also very stingy, so let him write a few words and push back and forth.

Wu Xuanzi scratched his head.

How did he offend the village chief?

However, thinking that Bu Fan would write on that piece of Thousand Spirit Wood, he was so excited, he stood there motionless, as if he was waiting for something.

"Master Wu, what are you looking at?"

A few teenagers walked out of the private school and looked at Wu Xuanzi suspiciously.

Although the private school is on a long holiday, the children can still go to the library of the private school to read books and play chess.

"I'm waiting for the world to change color!" Wu Xuanzi stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky.

"The sky and the earth are changing color? Is it going to rain?"

A young man looked up at the sky, the sky was so clear, it didn't look like the sky and the earth had changed color.

"You will know later!"

After that, more and more people stood in front of the gate, looking up at the sky.

As time goes by little by little.

Sure enough, the sky and the earth have changed, but gradually from day to dusk.

Countless question marks popped up from the crowd of teenagers looking up at the sky.

"I understand. Master Wu is teaching us a lesson. Let us deal with everything with a normal heart.

Don't be impatient, don't be discouraged, keep calm, and don't change your mentality because of changes in the outside world. "

One of the teenagers suddenly spoke.

When everyone present heard the words, they suddenly realized.

"Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment!"

All of a sudden, the teenagers bowed their hands to Master Wu and saluted.

But seeing that Mr. Wu didn't respond, he immediately realized that Mr. Wu was completely immersed in his own world.

Therefore, they all chose to leave quietly.

In the end, only Master Wu was left.

"Impossible? Why hasn't it changed?"