Promotion Letter for the Chief Executive

Ping An didn't think much about it.

He didn't really want to go to the emperor's side.Although being by the emperor's side is not the same as being by Zhao Can's side, the scenery is unlimited, but at the same time the danger is also unlimited, Ping An doesn't think he can handle it.Besides, companions are like companions to tigers. Throughout the ages, how many people have had a good end in that position?

Another point that Pingan resisted the most was: if he went to the Primordial Hall, then the life of kneeling and kneeling that he hated the most would no longer be avoided.

Sure enough, the next time he went to that small courtyard, Xu Wenmei didn't mention this matter at all, as if nothing had happened, and instructed Ping An to do this and that for her.In the end, Ping An was about to leave, but he suddenly said, "By the way, this courtyard has never had a name, so you can get me a sign to hang it outside."

Ping An was stunned for a moment, "Master, what's the name?"

Xu Wenmei waved her hand, "Think for yourself."

Pingan: "..." Ganqing, the courtyard has not had a name for so many years, is it because you are lazy, Master? !

But since it is something that Master has instructed, it must be done.Ping An pondered all the way by himself, but came up with an idea.As for whether Master will be satisfied?Forget it, he took the matter to himself, so there would be no veto power.

In the next few days, Ping An didn't go to Xu Wenmei's place, and concentrated on tinkering in his own room.

When Xu Wenmei got up this morning, she found that Ping An was already waiting outside the yard.Seeing him, he immediately waved and said, "Master, come out and see if you are satisfied with this name!"

Xu Wenmei looked at him a few more times. The boy looked not very good, but he looked very excited. Could it be that he has been thinking about this for the past few days.If that's the case, it's much better than I thought.

He always felt that Ping An, an apprentice, was impatient and too evasive.Although this temperament is likable, but in this deep palace, this is a temperament that causes trouble!So I made up my mind to improve my peace.But now it seems that he is much better than he thought.Although he escaped, he was able to calm down.

In other words... the flying side is his protective color, hiding the real stable side.It might be better than putting calmness on the surface.After all, who doesn't like having such a pleasing and thoughtless person around him?Too steady, it will inevitably be boring!

Thinking of this, Xu Wenmei smiled, "It's pretty fast. Let me see what you did."

He went out and subconsciously turned his head to look at the door, but it was still empty.He reached out and was about to knock on Ping An's forehead, "Are you kidding your master?"

"No, no!" Ping An hurriedly let go of the things behind him, "It's here."

Xu Wenmei looked down, and it turned out to be a big rock, which had not been polished, and looked a bit rustic and rustic.Turning to the front, this side has been chiselled flat, with three big Chinese characters engraved on it: Ding Feng Bo.

"The word is a good word, but what is the explanation for this name?" Xu Wenmei said, "I have neither wind nor water here, so why is there trouble? Besides, I asked you to make a plaque, but you are fine, after so much trouble out."

"Hey, these three characters are not suitable for making a plaque. Besides, only the stability of the stone can calm the storm. So I decided to make it like this. Anyway, Master, you didn't stipulate that you should make a plaque, did you?" Ping An said with a smile , "As for the turmoil, isn't it everywhere?"

Xu Wenmei narrowed her eyes and looked towards Ping An.

Ping An didn't seem to notice it, "Look at the pine, cypress, and bamboo forests around the small courtyard, the flowers and trees are supporting the Soviet Union, and there must be movement when the wind blows. Isn't this a kind of disturbance?"

"Not bad." Xu Wenmei suddenly smiled, "You've passed."

"So Master is testing me?" Ping An hit the snake with the stick, "Then is there any reward for me passing the test?"

Xu Wenmei sneered, "I'll beat you up, do you want to?"

"Forget it, Master, you have old arms and legs, and you will be hurt if you beat me up... Aw!" Ping An said as he dodged into the yard, thinking that Xu Wenmei would not be able to catch up with her if she was not prepared. But he never thought that he ran into the door frame in a panic, and he yelled out in pain.

Xu Wenmei stood behind and saw it, and couldn't help laughing, and finally leaned on the stone that "fixed the storm", laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up.

"Master, enough is enough." Ping An was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing his exaggerated smile later, he couldn't help it.Anyway, I'm your apprentice, so if I'm ashamed, you should be ashamed too, okay?

Only then did Xu Wenmei straighten her waist, but there was still an unfinished smile on her face.The most terrible thing is that he just laughed too hard, so his face was full of clouds, and the smile was like a spring flower blooming, which was too beautiful to behold.Standing aside, Ping An was almost dumbfounded.

My master is indeed an immortal evildoer.Speaking of which, he has been in the palace since the reign of the first emperor, even if he was able to perform on stage at the age of eleven or twelve, he is at least in his thirties now, and his appearance has not diminished at all.

Why does God love him so much?

Ping An was pondering these unreliable thoughts, but Xu Wenmei gradually suppressed the smile on her face, looked at him and asked, "Ping An, do you want to... go to the Primordial Palace to serve?"

"What?" Ping'an was taken aback. A few days ago, he said that the master pretended not to know that he hadn't mentioned it, but Xu Wenmei said it in just a few days!

He shook his head again and again, "Master, I think I'm still fit to dawdle like this now. Look at me, I went to the Primordial Hall, isn't it so hard to eat?"

Xu Wenmei said with a straight face, "That's why I let you go. Master can't protect you forever. If you can't stand up by yourself, you will be eaten sooner or later until there are no bones left."

Ping An could hear the firmness in his tone—there was probably no discussion on this matter.

He still didn't understand why he made such an arrangement, but subconsciously believed that Master would not harm him, so he couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

Xu Wenmei didn't explain either, she turned around and walked into the yard, "Go back quickly, I'm afraid it's going to snow again after looking at the sky. You go back and think about it yourself, but you don't have much time left."

Ping An stood at the door, watching Xu Wenmei enter the room with some inexplicable inexplicable.I can also hear him humming in a low voice the "Farewell Love" that he sang two days ago: "...the fragrant wind blows through the cabinet, and the rain falls after the heavy door. I'm afraid that dusk will be dusk again. If you don't lose your soul, how can you lose your soul again ..."

After a long, long time, Ping An remembered, only to realize that it happened to be dusk.