The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 22
As a former Doctor of Leuke, Huang He is familiar with the important figures in the prison, but in the past few years, the number of conversations with the prison hou can be counted on the fingers.

What's more, it was such a big battle, he subconsciously looked at Ji Pingan, and walked over carefully after the latter nodded slightly.

Everyone could clearly see that Li Guofeng's eyes full of vicissitudes were stained with brilliant gold, and after a while, they returned to normal.

Immediately, the face of the white-clothed prisoner Hou Qingjun showed a mixture of joy and regret.

"Master, what did you find?" Jian Zhuang couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked.

Li Guofeng sighed and said, "The five elements are balanced."

Hearing this term, the five black-clothed Si Li present were also shocked, and their gazes on Huang He became hot.

The "star official" system pays attention to the resonance with Qiyao, and most people only resonate with one or two stars, and the degree will be primary or secondary, and very few resonate with more than three.

And "balance of the five elements" means that it can resonate with all five lights except the "sun" and "taiyin". In theory, five types of spells can be practiced.

This kind of talent is extremely rare, comparable to panda blood, and there is nothing special before "opening up", and it will only be revealed after opening up by chance.

Of course, the so-called "miscellaneous but not refined", this kind of talent will not practice very fast, but its potential is amazing. If it can be cultivated carefully, its future achievements will not be low.

In short, it is a piece of jade... This is the reason why Li Guofeng is happy, and as for the regret, it is that Huang He is a little old and missed the best time.

But even so, it is still worth fighting for.

Huang He also understood the meaning of "balance of the five elements", and his heart was shaken.

But he is very clear that the relationship between himself and the stars is all dependent on the young master's "guidance technique".

It turns out... the young master danced the sword in the sunset that day, and the opportunity bestowed upon him was more precious than he had imagined.

"When did you step into the Qi Cultivation Realm?" Li Guofeng said with a pleasant expression.

Huang He remembered the young master's advice, and said in a low voice: "Recently, I borrowed my young master's astrology books to read, and only vaguely felt it, but I don't know the specifics."

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and they all understood that the boy in front of them was the protagonist of the story about resigning from his Ph.

At that time, everyone thought he was crazy, but who would have thought of today?

Li Guofeng nodded, and said with a smile: "I still have a vacancies for Sichen in the Jinyuan Academy, would you like to be my disciple?"

The five Si Li smiled wryly. They wanted to compete, but Li Jianhou spoke up first. They knew they had no chance unless they asked their own Jianhou to come forward, but it was already too late.

From everyone's point of view, if a little boy is favored by the prison marquis, he will be ecstatic, and he will bow down when he accepts his head.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that Huang He shook his head without hesitation, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jianhou, for your kindness, but I want to follow my son."

Li Guofeng's smile froze.

The rest of the people were also stunned, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

But in the next second, they saw the boy in gray pick up the food box, bypass the crowd and come to Ji Ping'an's side, arranging the dishes and chopsticks for him familiarly, and preparing meals.

as usual.

……

noon.

Two pieces of news spread like wildfire in Qin Tianjian, sparking heated discussions.

The first one was solved by Ji Pingan, who was not optimistic by everyone, and ranked first on the list.

Considering Lord Jianhou's face, the specific details have not been disclosed, but this alone is shocking enough.

The second is that the former doctor Huang He stepped into Qi Yang with the talent of "Five Elements Balance", but rejected Li Jianhou's solicitation.

If the first one is just surprise, then the second one is pure outrageous.

"In my opinion, Dr. Huang is up for grabs. After all, how can a normal person refuse such an opportunity? Being a child is addictive?"

"This statement is reasonable, but his behavior is inappropriate. Are you afraid of offending Jianhou Li?"

"You can't say that, maybe it's a move to retreat to show your loyalty... Well, in short, Dr. Huang has soared into the sky, it's ridiculous that so many people didn't like it before."

In the dining hall, both supervisors and officials were discussing this matter.

Many people were ashamed and kept silent, and some people muttered stubbornly, probably saying something like "shit luck", but the sudden rise of a small person shocked them greatly.

Some people were more distracted, thinking that it would be too late to sign up for a boy at this time?

Dr. Zhao and the others even went to congratulate them as soon as they heard the news, how inhumane they felt.

In contrast, Ji Pingan won the first place in the monthly exam, but did not receive much attention, after all...

"What's the use of doing well in the exam? If you can't cultivate, you can only be an official in this life." In the corner of the dining hall, the young man in brocade clothes turned sour into lemon essence: "It's not as good as a boy."

After the list was released, the Chens were deeply shocked. Many people thought of the consolation they gave Ji Pingan before the exam, and felt even more ashamed. However, those who are capable will always gain respect.

Hearing this, everyone glared at him, and the young man in brocade shrank his neck and said in a low voice, "Did I say something wrong?"

Everyone can't refute.

……

tea room.

The carved windows are open, and the lake in the distance is picturesque.

Li Guofeng stood with his hands behind his back, with an elegant demeanor and deep eyes. Anyone who saw this scene had to praise Mr. for his good demeanor.

However, the uninvited guest sitting at the tea table behind him with his legs crossed just wanted to laugh:
"Haha, being wronged first, then rejected... It's interesting and interesting, there hasn't been such an interesting thing in prison for a long time."

Li Guofeng turned back expressionlessly, staring at the other party with eyes full of vicissitudes, and said in a bad tone: "Fang Liuhuo, you are not in the fire courtyard, what are you doing here?"

In front of him was a tall, middle-aged man wearing a prison official robe, with a square face and beard, and fiery red eyebrows with thick and thick eyebrows.

It is one of the five great supervisors, Fang Liuhuo, who corresponds to the Huoyuan supervisor of "Yinghuo".

At this moment, this fiery prisoner is sitting on a mahogany armchair with a big grin, holding a teacup in his big hand, licking the bottom of the cup with tongues of fire, the tea is gurgling, and grinning:
"Come here to see your jokes."

Li Guofeng's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "If you have nothing to do, get out."

Fang Liuhuo smiled, and said casually: "Xu Xiurong's injury hasn't healed yet, I heard it's getting worse. What do you think?"

Li Guofeng frowned: "What do you want to say?"

Fang Liuhuo fiddled with the celadon teacup indifferently, and said, "I'm used to being loose, and I don't want to get involved in the intrigues of you guys, but I don't want the balance to be easily broken."

Li Guofeng sighed: "Since Qin Tianjian is retreating and ignoring the committee, it is doomed to struggle. It may not be a bad thing for her to step down."

Fang Liuhuo was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and had already got the answer, so he changed the topic to a lighter one:
"By the way, what happened to Ji Pingan?"

"Mediocrity."

"Are you sure you're not angry from embarrassment? Did you say something out of anger? I heard that you copied what Master said when he beat you..."

Li Guofeng turned around, looked at the lake and mountains outside the window again, interrupted him, and said indifferently, "This is not the Imperial College, no matter how deep your knowledge is, or your talent in practice is not good, you are only worthy of mediocrity."

He closed his eyes, and a long memory emerged:

At night, the young Li Guofeng hid in his room, his two bruised and purple hands lay outside the quilt, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the old national teacher with long black and white hair came in quietly, took out a jar of ointment, and carefully rubbed it on his palm under the moonlight, the technique was very light and gentle.

The young man closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and remained motionless. When the old master closed the door and left, he opened his tear-filled eyes and whispered: "Master..."

……

At night, Qinglian Xiaozhu.

Ji Ping'an lay in the wicker chair with his eyes closed, and suddenly, the courtyard door was pushed open, followed by the sound of approaching footsteps.

(End of this chapter)