After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Yan Mansion in Beijing

At noon on that day, Yan Qingzhi's eldest son Yan Yunzheng brought his servant to the main courtyard where his great-uncle Yan Rong lived.

On the way, he ran into Yan Long, who was two years younger than him.

Yan Long looked at his cousin in front of him critically and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Yan Yun, for the first time ever, changed his usual plain and dull Confucian robe today and wore a white brocade robe with dark patterns. He wore a jade belt around his waist and his hair was combed neatly with a jade crown. With his handsome face and slender figure, he looked like a graceful and elegant lady.

If he goes out like this, I wonder how many girls in the capital will fall in love with this young and handsome top scholar.

This made Yan Long unable to hide his jealousy.

Before Yan Yun came to the capital, he was the most respected grandchildren in the entire Yan family.

Because he was handsome and passed the imperial examination at the age of 18, he was always able to please the elders, and all the resources in the family were prepared for him first.

But after Yan Yun came back, especially after he became the top scorer in high school, everything changed.

His father and grandfather only discussed everything with Yan Yun and left him out.

If there is a banquet where you can only bring one junior to attend, Yan Yun will be given priority.

Of all the good marriage proposals, Yan Yun was the one he favored.

It was only because Yan Yun refused to nod that the responsibility fell on him.

Everyone envied him for having a good marriage, but only he knew that this was what Yan Yun didn't want.

The other party had to settle for the second best and chose him, the cousin of the top scholar.

Today, Yan Yun paid so much attention to him and dressed up so carefully. He was going out with his grandfather and father, so the person he was meeting must be an important figure!

If he hadn't happened to see it, he wouldn't even have the right to know!

Yan Long was filled with indignation, and spoke with a sour tone:

"Sixth brother, where are you going to meet someone today? You are dressed so attractively!"

"Weren't you a hypocrite before? Are you going to stop pretending?"

Yan Yun frowned slightly:

"Don't talk nonsense. I have serious business with my great uncle and the others."

After saying that, he ignored Yan Long and walked straight into the main courtyard.

Old Master Yan, First Master Yan and Third Master Yan, who were sitting in the hall, were also dazzled by the attire of Yan Yun.

Although Yan Yun is not their biological grandson or son, they are still related by blood.

He is the most promising one of the next generation, so they naturally have high hopes for him and take great care of him.

Master Yan San said with great satisfaction:

"Ah Yun finally figured it out. Young man, at the age of spring and glory, should wear bright clothes like this to show the style of a man of our Yan family!"

Master Yan echoed:

"I'll dress like this from now on."

Old Master Yan also stroked his white beard with satisfaction and said admiringly:

"Ayun looks a bit like me when I was young!"

Master Yan: ...

Master Yan San: ...

This is your nephew's grandson, not your biological grandson. It's too far-fetched to flatter him, Dad!

An embarrassed look involuntarily appeared on Yan Yun's face.

He didn't care at all about the sarcastic remarks made by his cousin Yan Long.

It is mediocre not to be envied by others.

But the words of his elders made him feel uneasy.

Doesn't he seem too deliberate in doing this?

But now that things have come to this, it is impossible for him to go back and change his clothes, so he can only follow the three elders to meet the master of the temple.

Yan Yun's heart was beating wildly as he was led into the main hall.

Even when he was meeting the emperor for the palace examination, he had not been as nervous as he was at this moment.

Walking into the main hall, he finally saw the figure hidden deep in his heart.

Even though he was dressed simply as a Taoist priest, he looked so elegant and ethereal.

The picturesque eyebrows and snow-like skin seemed immersed in the dim light, yet as cold as the snow that had accumulated on the mountain top for a hundred years.

His parents were unaware of his worries and had repeatedly warned him in their letters that the temple master was an immortal from another world and had many mysterious and powerful methods.