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"Yes!"

Zhang Juren's attitude is very respectful.

Although he is just an ordinary man, he still has a human eye.

Regardless of the fact that the Lord of the Fortune-telling Dao is now down and down, he is even more of a fortune-telling liar, but Zhang Juren can feel that this is probably not an ordinary person.

Most people, after knowing that they are Juren, will definitely not continue to invite themselves to eat this bowl of mutton noodles.

It is precisely because of seeing through everything that Zhang Ju will walk into the noodle restaurant and sit face-to-face with the master of the robbery.

The ancients said that they could not speak while eating and sleeping.

At the dinner table, people pay attention to eating, and basically they don't make any noise.

Is the master of the robbery caring about people?

The answer is naturally yes.

Therefore, after Zhang Juren discovered the graceful posture of Jieyun Dao Master eating noodles, he knew that he had really met an expert this time.

He helped people write in the town, indeed to sharpen his calligraphy, and indeed to understand the various forms of life. But in the deepest part of his heart, he was also thinking whether he would have a magical chance.

Now, he knew that the chance he wanted was coming.

Anding Town is a small place, a small place.

A noodle restaurant in a small place will naturally not be particular about eating.

And this noodle restaurant is a very small noodle restaurant, and there is no secret method passed down from the ancestors.

Therefore, this mutton noodle has a strong fishy smell.

Before Zhang Juren had eaten it, he smelled it.

If it were normal, he definitely wouldn't take a bite.

As the richest man in the town, Zhang Juren's special attention to food is beyond the imagination of ordinary people in the town.

But at this moment, watching the Lord of Jieyun Dao eat this mutton noodles tastefully, Zhang Juren could only eat it, and he had to eat it gracefully.

With extremely elegant movements, eating food that is difficult to swallow, Zhang Ju has a sweet expression on his face.

I have to say that this Juren is a ruthless person.

The Lord of the Fortune Road did not have so many thoughts. After days of fleeing, he had not had a good meal for some time. Now that I have eaten this mutton noodle, I feel unexpectedly that this noodle is still delicious.

In a short while, the Lord Jieyun Dao had eaten the noodles, and even drank the mutton soup in the bowl.

As for Zhang Juren, it was really ruthless.

He was only a little slower than the Lord of Fortune, and he also ate cleanly.

"You are good!"

The Lord of the Fortune Road looked at Zhang Juren's clean noodle bowl and smiled slightly, "If you can trust the old man, you can go to Beijing in the coming spring!"

"Xiaosheng thank you for your advice!"

Zhang unexpectedly bowed and saluted, expressing his gratitude to the Lord of Jieyun.

"The old man looks at you too."

After the master of the robbery said, he was ready to leave.

"Sir, please stay!"

Zhang Juren hurriedly spoke, and after stopping the Lord of Fortune, he once again respectfully saluted the Lord of Fortune, saying: "Sir, Xiaosheng has no intention of entering the court as an official!"

"Oh?"

The Lord of Jieyun stopped his steps and looked at Zhang Juren, "I know, you are already a Juren. If you go further, you are a Jinshi, and you can make an official. The ruling party, why don't you have any intention of officialdom?"

"The niche has a warm temper and can't be an official!"

Zhang Juren looked at the master of Jieyun respectfully, "Xiaosheng knows that Mr. Xiaosheng is a very human being. I wonder if Mr. Xiaosheng can accept Xiaosheng as his disciple?"

"Being an old man's disciple?"

The master of the robbery was stunned.

He was so old, but he only accepted a disciple, that is Du Qingruo of the royal blood of the previous dynasty, and also the saint of his fate.

Now that Du Qingruo's life and death are unknown, if there is an accident, then if he, the master of the fate of the fortune, also has an accident, the inheritance of the fate of the fortune is probably broken.

Accept disciples?

It does not seem to be infeasible.

At the moment, the Lord of Jieyun Dao looked at Zhang Juren and slowly asked:

"Can you start a family? Can you have a wife and children?"

"Do you have parents?"

"Is there still nostalgia for this world?"

"Mr. Hui, Xiaosheng is already married. He has a wife, children and daughter, and his parents are still alive!"

"You have a lot of worldly concerns!"

The Lord of Journey Luck looked at Zhang Juren solemnly, "Do you know that if you follow an old man as a teacher, is it difficult? You have to cut all this. From now on, it's not like a man!"

"So, are you willing?"

The Lord of Journey Luck looked at Zhang Juren and said something, which made Zhang Juren silent.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Fortune Road prepared to pack up and leave.

As a result, Zhang Juren stopped him again.

"The disciple is willing!"

Although Zhang Juren hadn't figured out the identity of the master of the robbery, he intuitively told him that this was his opportunity. Once this opportunity is missed, he may regret it for a lifetime.

Therefore, Zhang Juren only briefly hesitated before giving his answer.

"Then, I will take a trip to your house as a teacher, but this worldly entanglement is for you."

"But you have to remember that once you become a teacher, you can only live and die. If you betrayed as a teacher, you don't need to do anything for the teacher, you will suffer the consequences yourself!"

"Master, please rest assured, disciples should remember your teachings!"

Zhang Juren knelt on the ground with excitement, and gave a teacher apprenticeship to the Lord of the Fortune Road.

...

Such a scene made the noodle shop owner and Xiao Er both embarrassed.

A liar who ran the fortune-telling, how could he take Zhang Juren as his disciple by relying on a bowl of mutton noodles.

"The shopkeeper, you said, what's the matter?"

Paotang Xiaoer stared at the shopkeeper of the noodle shop.

The noodle shopkeeper shrugged and said: "You ask me, who should I ask?"

Just now, during the conversation between the Lord of the Fortune and Zhang Ju [biqudu.xyz], they were all bystanders or witnesses.

The master of the robbery took Zhang Juren out of the noodle restaurant, and then Zhang Juren led the way and walked towards his mansion.

Anding Town is indeed not big, but the home of Zhang Juren in Anding Town is very big.

It occupies a few acres and is a high gate compound.

When Zhang Juren brought the Lord of Fortune to his house, he immediately rushed up to the house and saluted the two respectfully.

"Master, please!"

Zhang Juren respectfully said, "Excuse me, you and your disciples will go inside for a while and rest, and let the disciples go and call for your father and mother!"

"can!"

The Lord of Fate nodded, he was not in a hurry right now.

After Zhang Juren had settled the Lord of the Fortune, he looked at the steward in his house and said, "Where are the old ladies?"

"Back to the master, the old lady and the old lady are talking to the lady, the little master, and the little lady in the backyard!"

Zhang Juren nodded, and said, "Let people bring the best tea!"

"Master, sit down for a while, and the disciples will come as soon as they go!"

After Zhang Juren had finished talking to the Lord of Jieyun, he strode out and went straight to the backyard of his house.

...

At this moment, in the backyard of Zhang Juren's house.

An old couple smiled and looked at the two little dolls, a man and a woman playing in the yard. Not far from the two little dolls, there was a young woman who belonged to Zhang Juren. His wife Zeng's.