Chapter Eleven: The Grand Preceptor

  Xu Xian saw that Zhang Yutang was only foolishly smiling and probably hadn't taken his words to heart, and he also felt helpless.

  He gently stroked the Star Chaser sword in his hand, which was slightly trembling, and thought silently: This sword has also developed its own spirituality now! He had been feeling this kind of vibration since earlier. It was a kind of pure longing, a spiritual sword's longing for a person with spirituality, an object yearning to be reused.

  Zhang Yutang was delighted to return home, but Zhang Yi's face was gloomy and he asked sternly: "Sword"

  "What?" Zhang Yutang was suddenly speechless, stuttering and forcing out: "The child borrowed from Mr. Xu"

  "Unexpectedly, his father did not scold or blame him as he had imagined, but only said a word."

  "Don't forget to come back!" and then turned around and went back into the house.

  He didn't know that in his father's eyes, what family heirloom could be more important than him. Seeing that he has now come to his senses and knows how to make friends with some young talents, he just hopes that he can achieve greatness by association. But if Zhang knew that he was being so generous and open-minded all because of a woman, he's afraid he would get another beating!

  The rain was still falling, Xu Xian hung the silver Forced Star Sword in the dark alley, holding an umbrella with one hand and walking slowly back and forth along the small lane paved with bluestone slabs.

  In the rain, green robe, bamboo umbrella.

  Long sword, narrow alley, young man.

  Xu Xian felt that the street vendors selling mixed rice, the bridge workers lifting bridges, and the porters carrying goods were all staring at him.

  Husband, pedestrians on the road, will suddenly shout together, take out their weapons and rush towards him, he then slightly smiles, sword light flashes, blood flowers splashing.

  Of course, this is just his fantasy. But walking in the rain with a sword is simply too cool. Although I didn't travel through time to a martial arts world, it's still a small enjoyment of a martial arts dream!

  The pedestrians on the road couldn't help but think, just as a martial arts enthusiast was walking by their side, and they vaguely felt that this young man had an extraordinary bearing. Xu Xian couldn't help but sigh, who could have known such thoughts after traversing thousands of years? Life is indeed desolate like snow!

  And so, a young man who was lamenting the bleakness of life like snow, walked through the long and winding alleys with a smile.

  As soon as they entered the house, Qing Luan took the book from Xu Xian's hand and said with a smile: "Miss cooked a big table of dishes today, unfortunately, brother, you didn't have the good fortune to taste them!" Xu Xian smiled and stroked her hair.

  He turned directly towards Yunyan's room, with Qingluan following closely behind him, her face flushed red.

  As she entered the courtyard, Yun Yan was climbing on the windowsill, stretching out her body and reaching out to catch a drop of water falling from the eaves. Her proud figure was exposed without a doubt, and her face still had a hint of childish shyness.

  "Miss, brother is here."

  Yun Yan turned her head and took a look, but was shocked, lost her balance, and almost fell down.

  Xu Xian hastily took a few quick steps to catch her, and patted her high-raised buttocks once, then carried her out of the window.

  Yun Yan's face was completely red, although she had been taken advantage of by him that night, but Niu was still being treated so lightly in broad daylight, and in front of Qing Luan, for the first time.

  Suddenly, she struggled in Xu Xian's arms like a red carp out of water.

  Soft jade in hand, warm fragrance entering her bosom, made Xian's heart drift away, and she could no longer feel lonely.

  He pressed his lips to her tender red mouth, and Yun Yan's struggles gradually weakened. After the kiss, she was left with a face like a red cloud, eyes like water, and an unfulfilled expression: "You only know how to use force to defeat me!" But she regretted that she shouldn't have surrendered so quickly last night, allowing him to avoid being defeated by her.

  Xu Xian whispered, "Sorry!" Yun Yan was stunned, but then he heard Xu Xian continue, "Zhong Niu is getting anxious, right?" Thinking that Yun Yan had probably spent a lot of thought and effort at noon, but in this era, there were no convenient communication devices to let him inform her.

  The regret in Yunyan's heart also dissipated, if not for the intimate encounter last night, how could he have gotten such gentle treatment from him? Moreover, in this era, men who would be so considerate of such things are probably few and far between.

  Xu Xian's sly smile: "Just now, was it intentional to seduce me?"

  Yun Yan angrily bumped into him, she just didn't expect Ke Xu to come directly to her small courtyard. But earlier that posture, indeed seemed like seduction! And, it was hard to force oneself to want what one didn't expect. Ashamed and angry: "Still not putting me back!"

  Xu Xian not only burst out laughing, but also threw that point of Ji Bing's thoughts far away to the ninth cloud, kicked open the door and put Yun Yan back on the embroidered bed. He called out: "Luan'er, aren't you coming in yet?"

  Qing Luan's face was flushed as she stood under the corridor, watching them affectionately. Her tense hands didn't know where to put themselves, and she hesitated about whether she should leave. After hearing Xu Xian's call, she hurriedly walked in, thinking with a racing heart that if Ge Temple treated her like that, what would she do?

  Xu Xian took out the Chasing Star Sword from his waist and handed it to her, saying: "Take a look at this sword." Then he told the two women about all that had happened today. Yun Yan asked curiously: "Are you going to study medicine tomorrow?"

  Xu Xian nodded and said: "Yes, every day I go up in the morning and down in the afternoon and evening to practice the mysterious gate of Taoism."

  Law, can also accompany you! Since living under the same roof, the matter of cultivation cannot be hidden, and there is no need to hide it.

  Although the mysterious gate method shocked the two women, in a world where gods and Buddhas fill the sky, it's still not unacceptable. If this were to happen in modern times, saying something like "practicing the mysterious gate method" would probably get you surrounded by onlookers.

  Yun Yan lay on the bed, somewhat hesitantly saying: "This morning, an invitation arrived from the Yin Institute..."

  "Invite me to listen to the lecture, should I go?" As he said that, he pulled out an invitation from under the embroidered pillow. Xu Xian took it and looked at it before remembering that Yun Yan was still a student of Yin Yuan's, and probably one of his best ones.

  Fortunately, however, she did not learn from Yin Hongxiu's feminist ways.

  Yun Yan twisted her body into a wonderful posture, resting her head on Xu Xian's leg, looking at Xu Xian with some expectation. If Xu Xian did the same, his waist would probably break off.

  Xu Xian pinched her jade-like nose and smiled: "Do you want to go? Great talent!"

  Yun Yan said: "Yan'er has always been deceived by her... one"

  "Then go! Lying in bed all the time will make you fat!" But he couldn't help but gently stroke her slender waist, which didn't have an ounce of excess flesh.

  Yun Yan was tickled by him and twisted her waist to avoid it, frowning: "Where is the fat?"

  The blue bird coughed twice and said: "I'll go make tea!" Then she turned around and walked out. Yun Gai's face was red...

  Ya Kai Xuan's hand, pulled up the quilt and shrank his body inside.

  Xu Xian smiled slightly, suppressing the flames of desire in his heart. He knew that he couldn't push too hard, or he might go against his original intentions. He picked up Yun Yan, wrapped her in a blanket and held her in his arms like a large infant, avoiding any physical contact, and his mind became more at ease.

  Yun Yan looked up at the man, knowing he was suppressing himself for her, or maybe even for himself. He wanted to cook this duck thoroughly before eating it, but if things continued like this, she feared she would really be eaten by him!

  No wonder Qing Luan recognized this brother so quickly on the boat, the more she got close to him, the more she was affected by his aura.

  The more I feel the warmth on his body! That kind of gentle and beautiful tenderness from the heart. The bitterness in my heart is slowly disappearing, and the wounds that I thought would never be forgotten are also fading away. However, it's not possible to...

  Cook it before he likes you.

  Xu Xian smiled and said, "Let me show you something!" He then got up and walked to the empty space in the courtyard. Under Yun Yan's astonished gaze, he slowly gathered clouds under his feet. After that, he slowly rose into the air, but not too high. Xu Xian simply sat cross-legged on the cloud, floating in mid-air. This was also why Xu Xian had wrapped her in a quilt, otherwise, with her body in his arms, lustful thoughts would arise.

  It's easy for him to fly away.

  "Wow!" Yun Yan exclaimed in a thrilling tone, feeling an airy and light sensation, and indeed she was flying up. She stretched out one hand from under the quilt to touch the cloud, which felt cool, loose, and didn't last long.

  Less moisture. Xi Dao: "Fly higher, fly higher!"

  Xu Xian lightly scratched his nose and smiled: "If you fly any higher, people will see us. Let's just take a stroll around the courtyard." Then he rode on the cloud, flying back and forth in the courtyard at a slow speed, but Yun Yan was as happy as a child who had just received a new toy.

  The green phoenix brought in the tea, and everyone's eyes widened in surprise, then filled with anticipation. Xū Xiān took out a certain...

  A strong demand for a greedy woman who wanted to come again to put down, flew to the side of Qing Luan, stretched out her hand and said: "Luan"

  "Come on, son! Give it a try!"

  Qing Luan's face turned red as she nodded, allowing Xu Xian to hold her waist and pull her into his arms. However, she kept her hands on his chest, not daring to get too close. Xu Xian couldn't help but feel that the waist in his hands was impossibly slender, and Qing Luan's body was incredibly light. He said to Yun Yan, "Indeed, Luan'er is even more...

  "You're much lighter, look, the clouds are flying so fast!"

  Yun Yan suddenly clenched her fists in dissatisfaction, "But I'm wrapped in a quilt!" However, she found that Yun Piao seemed to have really sped up. She couldn't help but think with a bitter face: Could it be that I've really gained weight? It's simply impossible to lose weight to the extent of being as thin as Luan Er!

  But forgot that her dance was once the best in Suzhou and Hangzhou, with the nickname "Phoenix Dance in Heaven", wearing a dancing costume could make any man stare. Now she worries about herself

  Is her figure satisfactory to the man in front of her?

  Xu Xian saw her worried look, floated beside her, hooked her chin and smiled: "But they're all fat in the right places!"

  Yun Yan only then realized he was teasing her and couldn't help but scold him. Qing Luan also stretched out his hand to knock on her head.

  "Miss, you've become more and more foolish lately." Yunyan became even more fierce, Xianxu smiled and picked her up around the waist, taking the two girls on a stroll around the courtyard.

  Playtime was over, and in the following days, Xu Xian, apart from studying medicine at Qingyutang every day and accumulating experience, also intensified his research on medical books. To write a good medical book, one must first become a good doctor. Otherwise, it's really relying on that little knowledge in one's brain to diagnose people's illnesses.

  That's unbelievable.

  Smoke and gas gathered, Qing Luan was grinding ink on one side, while carefully watching Xu Xian write with the other, although not very clear.

  White, but looking at Xu Xian's serious appearance, he also felt a liking in his heart, and the piano sound was cold and distant.

  Yan is playing the zither for him.

  Xu Xian felt that if he had a studious atmosphere in his previous life, he would have been admitted to Tsinghua University long ago. Of course,

  It's also possible that he can't even get into a third-rate university, because originally it was Yunyan who wanted to study for him. After Xuxian couldn't bear it and hugged her into his arms for the third time, Yunyan hid behind the curtain playing the zither, and Qinglian came to take over her work. Xuxian still managed to keep a clear mind and few desires in front of his sister.

  As he delved deeper into his practice, Xu Xian felt that his ability to remember everything he read was strengthening. Sometimes he would wonder if this was what people meant by "opening up the brain". Whatever the case, it was a good thing, and reading books became easier.

  It became very easy for him.

  He bought back all the medical books that could be seen in this era. Some treasured books placed outside Wang Yi's family were also borrowed together.

  But he was speechless about the so-called medical secrets, and it wasn't some kind of martial arts secret either. This kind of thing should be widely publicized in order to exert its effect, right? Otherwise, it's like that Da Xing sword.

  What value is there in being a laughable "family heirloom" that has been sealed away? However, passing down things guarantees continuity, but sometimes it's also inevitable to be narrow-minded. And losing the tradition is just an expected outcome.

  Xu Xian just wants to summarize all the knowledge he has learned and make the most of it.

  His efforts in recent days, combined with his original memory of Ben Cao Gang Mu, have elevated his theoretical knowledge to a level that even Wang Yi Wai cannot match. And as for taking pulses and acupuncture, these two skills are already at a level that...

  Under the Taoist law, it slowly becomes proficient.

  Because as long as the spiritual eye is used, it can very accurately perceive the pulse condition and the patient's physical condition.

  In the past, after diagnosing a symptom and prescribing medicine, that was basically enough. In this era, so-called doctors who have reached this step already possess the ability to conduct independent consultations. Whether they become mediocre or divine doctors depends on their individual fate.

  However, there was also some trouble. On this day, Xu Xian had just sent away his teacher Wang Xuezhong's servant and couldn't help but shake his head in bitter laughter. Apparently, the teacher was very dissatisfied with Xu Xian's lack of diligence and wanted him to come to his mansion at night, when he would probably be lectured again on some grand principles for saving the world and bringing peace to the people.

  Yun Yan saw Xu Xian frowning and stepped forward to help him massage his shoulders, saying: "Husband, what are you going to do?"

  Xu Xian helplessly said: "What else can be done? Go and carefully tell the teacher about the value of this book, hoping that he will understand!"

  Yun Yan shook her head and said, "It's not possible! If Lord Wang is so easily persuaded, he wouldn't be the leader of the upright officials. I think husband should admit his mistake properly, then say it was just a hobby, only then can Lord Wang calm down."

  Xu Xian was taken aback, then smiled and said: "That makes sense. Even the current emperor can't persuade him, who else could?" He knew that Yun Yan's words were very reasonable. If he himself had argued with his teacher, it would have ended badly! Although he had lived two lives as a human being, in terms of worldly wisdom, he was not necessarily better than those who avoided women after death.

  Yun Yan said again: "Master Wang will definitely test Mr. Gao's lessons, so it's best to prepare well!"

  Xu Xian smiled slightly and said, "You don't know that I have a photographic memory?" Now he was quite confident in his reading.

  Yun Yan unexpectedly shook her head and said: "It's not that simple. Scholarship and medical books are different, I'll ask a few questions, let's see if you can answer them."

  "Answer correctly." Then, she leaned on Xu Xian's body, took the brush and wrote a few light strokes on the paper. Looking at Xu Xian, she found that he was distracted and knew that this posture had allowed the pervert to take advantage of her again. She put down the brush and pinched Xu Xian's cheek, saying: "Be serious!"

  Xu Xian was secretly pleased, and Yun Yan's majestic appearance suppressed him. Yun Yan pinched his cheek and only reacted now, looking at the topic on the table, and as soon as he saw it, he became greatly distressed. Medicine requires memorizing all those formulas and prescriptions, while Confucian classics emphasize understanding, and Yun Yan's questions couldn't be answered just by reciting books. If Wang Xuezheng suddenly asked, even if Xu Xian had a hundred times more magical powers, he would only have the share of being tongue-tied.

  Xu Xian couldn't help but feel anxious and said: "What's to be done now!" He was never good at these things to begin with.

  Yun Yan smiled and said, "I've guessed what Lord Wang is thinking, the test questions for husband should be among these topics." As she spoke, she picked up her brush again and wrote down a dozen or so more questions.

  Xu Xian turned her around and pulled her into his arms, laughing: "Then let's have Pei Ying write down the answers as well!" Then he would make him memorize them, and naturally everything would be foolproof.

  Yun Yan frowned and said: "Don't move your hands or feet." She sat in Xu Xian's arms, starting to write on the paper.

  Xu Xian just glanced at it a few times, and felt that there was nothing to see, so he shifted his attention to the woman in his arms. Yun Yan sometimes wrote quickly with her brush, and sometimes rested her chin on the tip of the pen, deep in thought. It was an unusually serious expression, rarely seen in daily life. Thinking that this seriousness was for himself, his heart couldn't help but feel happy.

  Her thoughts had faded a bit, and her hand was lightly connected to his. Clouds seemed to have carved something on her palm, she stopped and turned back, giving him a gentle smile, a kind of unspeakable feeling that spread between their two hearts.

  As expected, that night Wang Xuezheng spoke with Xu Xian for only a few sentences and didn't even mention his studies in medicine before asking about academic matters. He casually threw out a question and stared at Xu Xian.

  The topic was just as Yunyan had expected. It was a question about art and learning. In the eyes of Confucians,

  In medicine, techniques are just techniques, but learning is the ultimate goal. This question seems simple, but it's actually asking about Xu Xian's attitude.

  If Xu Xian can't answer, he will naturally neglect his studies. If Xu Xian answers with something "strange"

  The "end evil" words came, fearing it would be even harder to satisfy Wang Xuezheng. Always accompanied by a reprimand.

  Xu Xian secretly thought it was a close call, pretended to think for a while, and then took out Yun Yan's most orthodox and standard answer as a response. Wang Xuezheng smiled with satisfaction, nodding his head in approval. Only then did he ask Xu Xian about what he had done today.

  Xu Xian hastily explained that he was just switching his mind after studying. Wang Xuezheng asked about academic matters and then let Xu Xian off lightly, but mentioned in passing: "The master may be leaving Hangzhou when he comes."

  Xu Xian exclaimed: "Teacher is going back to Beijing?" Although he was a bit off in his understanding of human emotions, Yu Zhen still understood the subtleties of language and expression. Wang Xuezheng's words were spoken very calmly, but there wasn't a hint of depression or sadness, instead, they carried a sense of pride and confidence.

  Wang Xuezheng smiled and nodded: "You're quite clever!" During this period, his contact with the Pan family had already yielded results. Although the imperial edict had not yet arrived, the outcome was already fairly certain. Meanwhile, Xu Xian's relationship with Pan Yu had also played a significant role in all of this.

  When people encounter happy events, their spirits are refreshed. Avoiding a meal is naturally enjoyable for both host and guest. Wang Xuezheng drank several more cups and "led" a few toasts before letting Xu Xian leave.

  But in a few days, it was reported that "Wang Wenhui went to learn about politics and was transferred to Taiwu"

  The emperor ordered him to hurry back to the capital.

  The so-called Taizi Taishi is the first of the three masters of the East Palace, and is the teacher of the crown prince. Although this position holds a high rank, it has no real power. Yet countless people have risked everything to fight for this position.

  If we can endure until the Crown Prince ascends to the throne and becomes the Emperor of Ten Thousand Years, then as a teacher, I will naturally be a pillar of the imperial court.

  It's almost as if I'm the only one below and everyone else is above me.

  This matter not only required the efforts of the Pan family, but also because Wang Wen Hui himself was a top scholar and a leader among the upright. As a person who is straightforward and has a reputation in the imperial court, he has unknowingly made many enemies in secret.

  Finally, he was granted an imperial edict and appointed as the Grand Preceptor of the Crown Prince.

  As soon as the news came out, Wang Xuezheng's originally quiet and elegant gatehouse became as bustling as a marketplace.

  Many people make a fuss, pretend to be close, and pull relationships, but how many can really go from the entrance to the end of the alley.

  Wang Xuezheng was working abroad, and there were no children at home. Xu Xian had to stay in the house as a disciple and could not run away, so he just stood at the door to greet guests. In the future, people who came to visit would be divided into different categories.

  Some need teachers to meet in person for discussion, some are put together and leave after a brief meeting, while others don't even need to meet.

  Xu Xian, dressed in a simple green robe, stood at the entrance hall, busily greeting and sending off guests, yet appeared even more extraordinary. Whoever looked at him couldn't help but feel a little different, even Magistrate Ouyang spoke to him with three parts courtesy. As the saying goes, "When one man gets Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven", everyone regarded Xu Xian as Hangzhou Prefecture's greatest "lucky son". Yet, who knows how many people were secretly gritting their teeth

  Teeth, how did he manage to catch up with all the good things?

  A small bridge fell down in front of the Wangfu gate, one person lifted up the bridge and looked far away at the bustling scene.

  The scene. Xu Xian was smiling as he led an official into the house, and the person on the bridge couldn't help but let out a cold snort. The attendant who had shown the way ran to the window and whispered: "Sir, do you want to take a look?"

  He didn't even glance at his attendants, dropped the curtain and said: "Let's go!"

  The attendants shouted in unison: "Raise the bridge!" The small bridge then slowly and gently left.

  Xu Xian seemed to have sensed something and turned his head back, seeing a small blue bridge far away. Without thinking much, he said to the guest beside him: "Mr. Zhang, please come this way, the teacher is waiting for you in the east hall."

  "Ah!"

  It was just Wang Xuezheng, no, it was the farewell banquet of Grand Preceptor Wang that had not been grandly arranged, but only invited some close relatives and friends to set up a banquet. Among them, naturally, there was Pan Zongdu, the old friend and classmate of Wang Wenhu.

  Sit down, and there are no outsiders. Governor Pan drank a few more cups of wine and said: "Wen Hui, this position of Taishi is indeed good, but unfortunately, among the officials of the same dynasty, it's still separated by one layer." Wang Wen Hui became a true member of the Crown Prince's party from then on. The relationship between the Crown Prince and the Emperor has always been difficult to handle since ancient times. And the East Palace and the court are different.

  Wang Xuezheng smiled and said: "If I can assist the current crown prince in becoming a wise ruler, what else matters?"

  He then turned to face Xu Xian, who was pouring wine from a jug, and said: "Han Wen, you have always been known for your literary talent. Do you have any fine words for today?"