Yan Lu and Zhang Liang faced Wan Zhang and Xunzi and bowed in unison.
Compared to Zhang Liang, Yan Lu's reaction was a little slower.
But now, after seeing everything in Wan Zhang's study, he also reacted.
The gentle smile on Yan Lu's face remained unchanged, without any change.
Today is also a day worth remembering.
Zhang Liang thought secretly in his heart.
It’s a shame that I still called him Junior Brother for so long, but in the end he became my Junior Uncle!
But this is better!
Half an hour later.
Their "Wei Yan" and "Junior Brother" opened the door to Wan Zhang's study on time.
They could see that he came on time and exactly at the time they agreed.
"Senior Brother Zhang Liang, Senior Brother Yan Lu, I'm really sorry, Wei Yan is late." Tian Yan raised his hands to Zhang Liang, and Yan Lu saluted.
Zhang Liang didn't return the favor, and neither did Yan Lu. They both smiled bitterly and looked at each other in tacit understanding.
"Don't worry, you may not be his two junior brothers yet." Xunzi said pointedly, pointing at the tablet on the table with one finger.
Tian Yan looked at it and felt that Xunzi was pointing to something. He looked in the direction Xunzi pointed and saw Wan Zhang in front of the table. He changed from his usual smile to a serious look.
What was placed on the table by everyone was a tablet.
Tian Yan took a closer look and his heart suddenly tightened.
Above it is the tablet of Mencius.
Tian Yan didn't know what these clever Confucian elders wanted to do, but he made a rough guess. If Wan Zhang accepted his disciples, would he need to invite his teacher's memorial tablet?
It seems that it is not needed.
What does it mean to invite Mencius, who has been dead for decades, to appear here again?
Suddenly, an idea came to Tian Yan's mind.
Isn’t he going to take over as a master and take on a disciple?
Then the commotion this time must be too loud.
But after thinking about it, she had nothing to worry about.
If the news is big, it's big, and I'm not afraid of others knowing the news.
The higher she stands, the more important she is to the snare, and the less likely the snare will give up on her.
As for the farmer's side, if Tian Meng wants to be a monster at the moment, he will take care of him under cover of the sun.
It seems that as the master of Lieshan Hall, a peasant family, and a first-class assassin in Luowang, he has colluded with the Qin State, but in fact, he has led himself to the road of death.
Like Tian Yan, they are already on the "net".
As for the twists and turns of this, it is difficult to determine which one is right and which one is wrong.
If you want to survive in this world, you must first forget about the so-called right and wrong.
"Disciple Wei Yan, I have met these two gentlemen." Tian Yan also saluted Wan Zhang and Xunzi in front of him.
"Yeah." Xunzi nodded and replied lightly.
Wan Zhang turned his head and looked at Tian Yan deeply.
From today on, this young man is the nominal third head of the Confucian "Little Sage Village".
He will also be his junior brother and the senior uncle of Fu Nian, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang.
And... Mencius's disciples.
Decades later, he still clearly remembers the teacher's voice and appearance.
Although he had his own plans in mind when he accepted a disciple on behalf of his teacher and made the "beautiful young man" in front of him become Mencius's disciple, it was really for the sake of Confucianism and the good of Wei Yan.
Moreover, not everyone is qualified to be Mencius’ disciple.
He made a decision.
I just hope the outcome won't be too bad.
"Wei Yan." Wan Zhang calmly looked at the young man in front of him and said.
"Disciple is here, please give me your instructions." Tian Yan bowed his hands to Wan Zhang and said.
"Are you sincerely coming to study at Xiaoshengxian Manor?" Wan Zhang suddenly asked an irrelevant question.
"Yes." Tian Yan replied "truthfully".
"I originally wanted to accept you as my disciple, but you are talented, talented in both civil and military skills, and you are also rare in being proficient in everything.
I have to ask myself, I really am not qualified to be your teacher, so I decided to accept a disciple on my behalf, are you willing?" Wan Zhang said calmly and slowly.
As for the humble words in his words, don't take them seriously, you would be foolish to take them seriously.
"How can a disciple with little talent and little knowledge be qualified to be a disciple of Mencius, on the same level as two highly respected elders?" Tian Yan declined without thinking.
She didn't know what Wan Zhang meant, but she knew that declining at this time seemed reserved.
"Are you really unwilling?" Wan Zhang asked her again.
"It is the dream of younger generations to become a disciple of a great sage like Mencius, but disciples are worried that they are not qualified enough and will discredit the sage." Tian Yan said to Wan Zhang.
"It's quite modest. Since I'm willing, it's settled.
Okay, let's become a disciple." Wan Zhang said calmly, his tone was very calm.
Confucianism wears the Confucian crown, and elegance remains the same.
In fact, his heart was not so peaceful, but he had been thinking about this moment for a while.
The development of the current situation is within his control.
Yesterday I called him junior brother, but today he has become senior uncle.
Even though it was Zhang Liang, Wei Wei felt a little embarrassed at this moment.
But Wei Yan is indeed qualified to be his uncle.
As a Confucian who prefers literary schools, his martial arts and swordsmanship are far inferior to his talents and strategies.
But Fu Nian is different.
Fu Nian, who invented the "Holy King Sword Technique", although he is not too old now, his skills are more profound than those of many Confucian sages in the world. Fu Nian is so powerful that he is no match for Wei Yan. This shows that Wei Yan
Very powerful.
After some courtesy, Little Sage Village had a nominal "third master".
Wan Zhang's study is still as tidy as before, but it's the same place and the same people, but the situation has changed dramatically.
"Uncle Wei Yan." Yan Lu took the lead and bowed his hands.
"I have met Master Wei Yan. I will ask Master Wei Yan to take care of me in the future." Zhang Liang also joked at the same time.
"You guys, please don't make fun of me. Wei Yan is new here and has little talent and knowledge. I hope you two...nephews can teach me a lot." Tian Yan also smiled at Zhang Liang, and Yan Lu returned the greeting.
They can treat you with the courtesy of a master, but if you are really arrogant and complacent because of this, then you are very ignorant.
You are right about covering up the sun.
She is indeed a talent.
But even she never imagined that Wan Zhang could pull off such an operation.
"Junior Brother Wei Yan." Suddenly, Wan Zhang's majestic voice sounded.
"This junior is so ashamed." Tian Yan bowed his hands and bowed to Wan Zhang.
Seeing that Wei Yan still knew etiquette so well, Wan Zhang and Xun Zi's gazes converged at one point, and then they nodded at the same time.
"You are already the teacher's disciple. Confucianism talks about etiquette, and the etiquette and laws are like this. There is nothing to say about whether you dare to do it or not.
Because the teacher has passed away many years ago, from today on, Junior Brother Xunqing and I will teach you together." Wan Zhang glanced at Xunzi on the side and said with a smile on his face.