But naturally, Li Yanzong couldn't tell me about these things. Yanzhi reached out and pressed her forehead, "How could you think so? How did you compare to you? Arong has been lonely since she was a child and I just pity her. You and I have been together for more than eight years. I said these are for your own good. I am afraid that you will not be able to gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future."

When Li Yanzong got his satisfactory answer, he was happy and could not control his lips slightly raised, "Don't worry, Master, Yanzong keeps it in mind, and will definitely be cautious in his words and actions in the future to avoid worrying about Master."

There are people coming and going on the long streets, and this beautiful town is full of people every day. Rouge and a thin brown shirt make her skin look whiter than snow. Her head is decorated with peach blossom hairpin, her black hair is like silk hanging down, and she leans beside the table. The willow trees outside the window move with the wind, and occasionally there are swallows and birds crying. It takes a while to listen to the diners in the hall talking about trivial matters.

The past ten days passed very quickly. Because of what Li Yanzong said that day, she did not go to see Ye Rongzhi again. She valued Li Yanzong more, so she could only put Ye Rongzhi aside.

Li Yanzong's name for Chen Wan gradually changed from Miss Chen to Wanwan. His words were like a young man who had just begun to fall in love. He was afraid that Chen Wan would pretend to be cold, and he was afraid that Chen Wan would not know and was attentive.

Yanzhi couldn't help but sigh, since she liked that, at most she was troubled. If Li Yanzong was swaying from side to side, she would just send him to the underworld to reincarnate early, so as not to suffer such hardships later.

Li Yanzong came back from Mr. Ji's place, and as soon as he entered the inn, he saw Yanzhi. He couldn't hide his joy and walked towards Yanzhi and said excitedly: "Master, Mr. Ji is willing to accept me as his disciple today!" He has not been so happy for a long time. Since he was young, he has been very easy to get what he wants. Whether it is people or things, this time he thought he could not become Mr. Ji's disciple, so he has been resentful. Now this unexpected joy has made him feel excited and cannot calm down for a long time.

Yanzhi's eyes lit up when she heard this. She put down the melon seeds in her hand and said, "Take it serious?"

Chen Wan followed behind and saw the melon seeds on the rouge table, so she quickly sat down and grabbed it and started kowtowing, "Of course it's true. Mr. Ji didn't know what evil wind was sucking today, and he was angry. I thought he was going to insult Yan Zong, but he didn't expect that he wanted to accept him as his disciple!"

Yanzhi couldn't help but be surprised, "Why is this? Mr. Ji still insisted on accepting only one disciple and he also liked the candidate, why did he suddenly change his mind?" Although the matter had returned to its original track and was on the verge of life, Yanzhi still wanted to figure out the matter out.

Who is this person who has no record of his life? If he doesn't understand the future, he will have many twists and turns. If he appears again, wouldn't he have to make trouble again?

Li Yanzong pondered for a moment and said in confusion: "Mr. Ji is a little strange today. I only know that he saw a letter sent in the morning, so he angrily entered the study room and stopped coming out. After he saw me, he suddenly agreed to accept me as his disciple, but he didn't know what was written in the letter?"

Yanzhi was silent, but she couldn't get the answer in her heart and suddenly felt a little frustrated. She took out the folding fan from her sleeve and spread it out and slapped it gently. But her anger was not hot, and she became more and more irritable, so she put the fan on the table.

Li Yanzong was so happy today that he couldn't notice Yanzhi was upset. Seeing that Yanzhi stopped asking, he no longer thought about it. Today, Mr. Ji accepted him as his disciple and should celebrate it.

He lifted his clothes and sat down. He was about to ask them how to arrange it in the evening, but when he saw that there were not many melon seeds left in Chen Wan's hand, he smiled and stretched out his hand to the melon plate to touch another hand and handed it to Chen Wan. However, when he reached out, he suddenly fell in the air. The smile on his face froze, looking at the folding fan on the table.

Chen Wan glanced at him, then looked at the folding fan that Li Yanzong stared at, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you?" Chen Wan knew this fan was the one that Mr. Ye often took. When he saw Yanzhi liked it, he gave it to Yanzhi. This fan was really good, but she couldn't tell anything even if she was a dancer. Why did Li Yanzong describe it like a ghost like this?

As if he hadn't heard Chen Wan's words, Li Yanzong picked up the folding fan and looked at it carefully, frowned and seemed to be thinking about something. He looked at the words on the folding fan and looked at it carefully, as if he had figured it out one by one.

Yanzhi was confused when she saw him so confused. No matter how good the words on the folding fan were, she would not be like this. Li Yanzong has been very knowledgeable since childhood, so why was she so surprised? She said with a little distortion: "Yanzong?"

Li Yanzong held the folding fan in his hand, his hands trembled slightly, as if he had confirmed something. He asked in a low voice, "Where does Master's folding fan come from?"

"It's Arong's. I thought I liked it and asked for it." She couldn't bear to see that Ye Rongzhi always used this folding fan to "fire the flames". For this reason, she went to the street to buy a palm fan for him to make a fire, which saved the hardship of the folding fan.

Chen Wan was not interested in the folding fan they discussed. She had always liked to dance with swords and guns. This literary thing was really not up to her, so she stood up and went to practice martial arts in the backyard of the inn.

When Li Yanzong saw Chen Wan leaving, he looked at Yanzhi again, "Master, do you know where Brother Ye got this fan?"

"I didn't ask about this. Even the signature of this folding fan is a piece of work that I was free to write. Maybe he wrote it himself." It is said that the character is as romantic as the person's pen, and this character is also commensurate with Ye Rongzhi.

Li Yanzong held the folding fan and shook his head and said confidently: "Brother Ye will definitely not write such words." How can a small businessman write, not to mention that he is referring to more than just words.

Yanzhi was puzzled, "How can I tell that if I practice hard every day, it would not be a rare thing to write well."

Li Yanzong smiled bitterly and spoke with a sour voice, "It is indeed not a rare thing to write well, but it is definitely not something you can do if you write so hard, and the handwriting is exactly the same as the strategy that Mr. Ji showed me that day."

Yanzhi was stunned when she heard this, and turned to surprise. She reached out to take the folding fan in Li Yanzong's hand and opened it to look carefully. The words on the top were first seen looking at the flowing water and the pen was free and easy. When she looked at it carefully, she had hidden mystery. The peak of the pen was dangerous and strange, and it implied that the momentum of "coming like thunder and closing the anger". Yanzhi was slightly shocked, pondered for a moment, and said solemnly: "Have you seen it clearly, never admitting your mistake?"

Li Yanzong looked solemn and nodded solemnly: "It is impossible to read it wrong. I read the argument that day several times, and remembered it in my heart. This word goes its own way, and the words look like a sword and go in a different way. Even the person who is good at copying may not be able to write one or two of the artistic conceptions." At this time, he was filled with emotion. He wanted to see who he was, and envied and envied this person's talent and knowledge. He was quite bitter and bitter, and the taste was impossible to tell others.

Although literati valued ink, even if there were gifts from others, if that person gave it to Ye Rongzhi, how could he use it so casually, or even give it to others? It would be even more impossible to see him gentle and respectful gifts, unless it was written by him himself. If so, does that mean that the Ye Rongzhi she saw was just a superficial appearance, but in fact she didn't actually see clearly.

Yanzhi slowly put away the folding fan and frowned slightly, "You don't have to worry about this. I have never seen this folding fan today."

Li Yanzong had a serious expression. Even if he didn't compare his talent, wouldn't he be worth comparing with his family background in front of this person?

He said uncertainly: "Master, if this person really appears, then Mr. Ji will..."

Yanzhi interrupted without waiting for him to finish his words. Li Yanzong came from a famous family and was very outstanding. It was rare to meet an opponent that he was targeting him. He couldn't help but want to compete. But the situation is not clear now, and it is definitely not the time to compete. So she said with a stern face and said a little tough: "So remember not to let Mr. Ji know about this, and never have the intention to win. I will tell you clearly that with Ji Fu's temperament, if he knows this person's whereabouts, he will definitely abandon you and choose him, without exception."

Who is Ji Fu? He can think of a way to change it secretly, let alone a disciple. He always has the best person like this. This time he is willing to accept Li Yanzong as his disciple this time, which is beyond her expectations.

Yanzhi's words cast a huge rock in Li Yanzong's heart. He seemed to know Mr. Ji as she said, and knew his nature well.
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