When Tianming Shaoyu returned to the Great Wall station, everyone had already eaten. However, they each ate a roast chicken, and they were not very hungry, but the chef Ding couldn't stand it: "Why did everyone have food before I came back?" Zhang Liang smiled apologetically and said: "Sorry, Chef Ding, it's too late now, and Ziming, Ziyu has not returned, so Zifang had to take them to have dinner first." After hearing Zhang Liang's explanation, the chef Ding immediately blushed and had no choice but to delay it today, if it weren't for the delay, everyone wouldn't have paid for it out of their own pockets.

"Chef Ding doesn't have to be upset. Anyway, you do it. Confucianism has to pay for it, the same thing." Zhang Liang smiled gently and said, "That's right, I'm stupid. Mr. Zifang is really smart." "Where is it?" Zhang Liang bowed and bowed again, and Mr. Ding was even more embarrassed: "Mr. Zifang killed me." "I, fat man Ding, is a rough man, Mr. Zifang doesn't have to be polite to me." The chef patted his stomach, and said it was very generous.

Shaoyu hid behind his back and laughed secretly. For some reason, Tianming didn't want to ask him, Shaoyu always made fun of him.

"Zi Ming, come here." Zhang Liang waved to Tianming and called him over

Tianming didn't know what Zhang Liang was going to say, so he hurriedly came over and waited for him to talk to him.

"Zi Ming, do you still remember the person we met when we first came here?" Zhang Liang reminded that the image of a thin man immediately emerged in Tianming's mind: "Is the third master talking about Wan Xiliang?" "It's him." Zhang Liang nodded and then said: "Wan Xiliang is your Mo family but..." "What's it?" Tianming's second monk couldn't touch his head and asked stupidly.

A trace of regret flashed through Zhang Liang's eyes, and he said sadly: "Wan Xiliang is now... " "Die?" Tianming's mind is still the gentle and kind-hearted man, but now the third master said, is he dead?

"This is impossible!" Tianming took a few steps back, looking unbelievable.

Zhang Liang reluctantly stepped forward against Tianming's shoulder and said, "The facts are indeed so. The reason why you tell you is not just because you are a member of the Mo family." Although Tianming has no deep friendship with Wan Xiliang, Wan Xiliang is a disciple of the Mo family after all. He, a giant, does feel a little distressed.

"Zi Ming?" "Third Master, I'm fine." Tianming quickly replied to Zhang Liang but smiled. Zi Ming, if you are fine, why is the tip of your nose red? But Zhang Liang just thought about it and didn't say it.

"Mr. Zifang, it's late to get down." A horse was staying next to Zhang Liang, and the horse was full of dust.

Zhang Liang turned around and said, "It must be Major General Meng Yi," "It was just that Mr. Zifang was polite." Meng Yi clasped his fists with his hands and said

"Major General Meng arrived, Zifang will be able to retire successfully." "Thank you for Mr. Zifang these days." Meng Yi dismounted, with an apology smile on his face as if Meng Tian was seventy-six minutes old.

Zhang Liang smiled indifferently and said, "The house will take everyone away tomorrow, and Major General Meng will return again. "Zhang Liang is not willing to deal with the people of the Meng family more. He always has a bad premonition. The Meng family seems to be unfavorable to Confucianism, especially the small sage village.

"Mr. Zifang seems to be tired, so Meng Yi won't disturb him anymore. Mr. Zifang said goodbye." Meng Yi turned over and bowed to Zhang Liang, and rode his horse and galloped away on his horse.

Night has quietly come

The next morning, Tianming, who was sleeping at the foot of the Great Wall, was pulled up by Shaoyu: "Boy, stop sleeping, the Third Master will take us to the Great Wall today."

Tianming, who was still sleeping and was drooling constantly, jumped up when he heard the news: "Really?" Tianming stayed at the foot of the Great Wall for a long time, but he had never really looked like he went up to see the Great Wall.

"Boy, when did you cheat on you, get up quickly?"

After Shaoyu said this, Tianming actually lay down again: "You often lie to me."

Shaoyu was stunned, and a bead of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead: "I guarantee the reputation of the Xiang clan of Chu State, and I will never lie to you."

After hearing this, Tianming was willing to get up obediently. Shao Yu's words were the most unreliable.

"Boy, hurry up"

Tianming mumbled and put on Confucian clothes, and once again stretched out his hand to Shaoyu: "That... Shaoyu, do you give me this etiquette?"

Shaoyu was stunned again and said, "You haven't learned it yet for so many days?"

"Shaoyu helps..." Tianming tried his best to politely,

"Okay, the hero of the world is in the dark" Shaoyu has accepted his fate. It seems that during this period of Confucianism, this kid has to contract the etiquette alone.

Prepare the etiquette, Tianming Shaoyu quickly ran to Zhang Liang's station, a group of Confucian disciples gathered in front of Zhang Liang's station, Tianming glanced at the Confucian disciples. Seeing that they all looked excited, he knew that Shaoyu did not lie to him. The Third Master really wanted to take them to the Great Wall this time.

After a while, Zhang Liang's tent was lifted up, and Zhang Liang slowly walked out of it and said, "Dear Chen'an" "The Third Division Gong Chen'an" Tianming Shaoyu's words were a bit sudden. Indeed, except for him, the rest of the people were called Zhang Liang, all the uncles of the Third Division.

"Dadays, have you noticed that Mr. Zhang Liang does not seem to have his own disciples? I have never heard anyone call him master." Shaoyu murmured in a low voice.

"It seems like yes." Although Tianming was a little bit too nervous, after being reminded by Shao Yu, he also found that it was indeed the case. Zhang Liang had never accepted a disciple. This is the most reasonable explanation.

"Zi Ming, Zi Yu, do you have anything to say?" Zhang Liang obviously noticed the sneaky movements of the two men and asked.

Tianming, Shaoyu looked at each other and shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Liang didn't want to expose it, so he stopped asking questions, but the light from the corners of his eyes shot at the two of them from time to time, which was quite uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!