Chapter 697 The Grand Preceptor of the Great Yan Kingdom (Third Update)

This scene left everyone stunned.

Master Feng of the chess club actually knelt down before an old man?

Gu Jiao tilted her head and looked at Old Man Meng.

Huh?

Mu Ruxin's expression changed drastically, and a sense of foreboding gradually welled up in her heart.

Master Feng is the number one chess player in the manor after Elder Meng. Could it be that he could kneel before someone else?

"Teacher!" Master Feng said in a trembling voice as he knelt in respect.

The teacher's words were like a blow to the head, shattering all the confidence and arrogance that Mu Ruxin had built up because of Master Feng.

She was deeply shocked to see Master Feng kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

So this is the power of the six chess masters?

The dignified eldest son of the Feng family actually knelt before a person from a lower state, respectful, devout, and humble, daring not to show the slightest disrespect.

The Na Ke Feng family, the ninth-ranked aristocratic family!

Mr. Meng was originally from the State of Zhao. He was granted a special pardon by the king and settled in Shengdu, becoming a citizen of a superior state.

Mu Ruxin felt a burning flame rise in her heart, scorching her and making her feel both pain and excitement.

Once she becomes a citizen of the superior country, she will no longer have to be subservient to anyone!

With his imposing aura fully unleashed, Old Master Meng coldly looked at his unfilial disciple on the ground and said sarcastically, "I had no idea you had become the owner of the chess house."

Feng Yuehua trembled and hurriedly explained, "Teacher, that's just nonsense she made up. The chess house belongs to you. The main hall still displays a plaque bestowed by His Majesty the King—'The First Chess House,' presented to Elder Meng. How could I dare to claim to be the owner of the chess house?"

He was truly furious with Mu Ruxin right now.

Some things are better left unsaid; why say them aloud in public?

Isn't this just giving people ammunition to criticize us?

Mr. Meng then questioned, "You just said who stole the token?"

"Student...student..." Even if Feng Yuehua was stupid, he could tell that the boy's token was given by the Chess Saint himself. He just didn't understand why the Chess Saint would give away the token so generously after he had coveted it for so many years.

Mr. Meng thought to himself, "I myself am reluctant to bully these children, so why should you one or two of you throw mud at them?"

Old Master Meng snatched the token from Feng Yuehua's hand, carefully wiped it with his sleeve, and then handed it to Gu Jiao: "Little girl, take this."

Gu Jiao: "Oh."

Feng Yuehua was completely distraught. "You just took the token back, why did you have to wipe it?"

Old Master Meng said to Feng Yuehua: "You, apologize to your junior sister... cough, brother... junior brother!"

Feng Yuehua was greatly startled.

Gu Jiao looked at Elder Meng with a blank expression. "When did I become your apprentice?"

Mr. Meng coughed lightly and coaxed softly, "Give me some face, give me some face."

Gu Jiao: "..."

Feng Yuehua never expected that after the Chess Saint went out for a while, he would return with a junior brother!

Where can I go to seek justice?

Old Master Meng nodded: "Good, you don't even listen to your teacher anymore. It seems that your teacher can no longer command you."

Oh no! This old man has driven away fifty-eight disciples! I'm the only one who persevered! I've endured more than ten years, and I'm about to make it big. It would be too much of a loss to be expelled from the sect at this crucial moment!

He stood up abruptly, cupped his hands in a respectful bow to Gu Jiao, and said, "Junior Brother, I was wrong! I apologize to you!"

Gu Jiao, who suddenly had a senior brother: "..."

"Alright, you go in first. Didn't you have urgent business with the Imperial Advisor?" Old Master Meng would never give Gu Jiao a chance to back out! Taking on a disciple wasn't easy! He'd finally gotten this opportunity!

The right time, the right place, and the right people!

Whether you admit it or not, I'm acknowledging you!

Gu Jiao frowned, feeling that the old man was plotting against her.

But she really didn't have time to waste here.

She went inside with the disciples of the Imperial Preceptor's Hall.

As Mu Ruxin watched Gu Jiao's departing figure, she couldn't help but clench her fists.

I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled!

Why is it that this guy is so lucky, even though we're both from the same country?

First, he met Young Master Qingchen, then he befriended the Third Miss of the Su family, and now even the Six Kingdoms Chess Saint has taken him as his disciple!

He's clearly a completely useless guy!

"Mr. Meng, may I ask you..."

"No." Old Mr. Meng interrupted Mu Ruxin without any politeness. He wasn't deaf; he had heard every word that the man from Chen had said to slander Gu Jiao.

He said coldly, "You're not one of the chess club's people, so I have no right to discipline you."

On the surface, this statement implies that he is not qualified, but in reality, it is a complete attempt to sever ties with Mu Ruxin.

No matter what relationship Mu Ruxin has with his eldest disciple, it doesn't count at all. Don't try to overstep your bounds and cause trouble.

Old Master Meng pointed at Mu Ruxin, called over the two disciples of the Imperial Preceptor's Hall who were on duty, and said solemnly, "Your Imperial Preceptor once promised me three things, saying that I could make any three requests to your Imperial Preceptor's Hall. Now, my first request is that this Chen man must never set foot in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall again!"

Mu Ruxin turned pale with shock!

It's not scary that she can't get into the Imperial Preceptor's Hall; what's scary is that once this news gets out, the entire capital will know that she has offended the Imperial Preceptor's Hall.

What is the Imperial Preceptor Hall?

It is an existence that even the ten great families dare not easily provoke!

Having been disliked by the Imperial Preceptor's Hall, does she still have a chance to become a citizen of the Upper Kingdom?

Mu Ruxin gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Meng, I healed your eldest disciple, you can't repay kindness with enmity!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Feng Yuehua dramatically clutched her throat, collapsed to the ground, coughed violently, rolled her eyes back, and convulsed uncontrollably.

Mu Ruxin: "...!!"

...

Gu Jiao was unaware that Old Man Meng had stayed behind to deal with Mu Ruxin and avenge her. She was taken to the Grand Preceptor's villa by the disciple from the Grand Preceptor's Palace.

Gu Jiao asked, "So everyone in your Imperial Preceptor Hall knows Elder Meng?"

The disciple smiled and said, "Yes, except for a few new disciples who have recently arrived."

"I am your honored guest of the Imperial Preceptor Hall, the most sincere friend of the Imperial Preceptor, the great chess master of the six kingdoms, Elder Meng."

Thinking of the embarrassing lines she had written for the old man, Gu Jiao silently clenched her fist.

fine.

She's not embarrassed; it's everyone else who's embarrassed!

...

The Grand Preceptor's residence is located in a bamboo forest. You have to cross a small arched bridge to get there. The scenery is pleasant and the path is winding and secluded.

This place seems to differ somewhat from the overall style of the Imperial Preceptor Hall, giving it a unique and profound artistic conception.

"The Imperial Preceptor lives over there," the disciple said, pointing to the purple bamboo grove not far away.

"So it's a purple bamboo grove." Gu Jiao subconsciously thought it was a green bamboo grove. "By the way, what's your name?"

“My name is Yu He,” the disciple said.

During their conversation, the two entered the purple bamboo forest.

A gentle breeze rustled through the woods, carrying the refreshing fragrance of purple bamboo.

Knowing that Gu Yan would be able to have surgery soon, Gu Jiao's mood improved.

"We've arrived," the disciple said. "We'll wait here for the people inside to come out."

The two stood outside a wooden fence.

Inside the wooden fence was a large, bare courtyard, and further in were three small bamboo houses.

The door to the bamboo house in the very center was open, but a bamboo curtain was hung down, making it difficult to see inside.

Gu Jiao didn't intend to eavesdrop on the conversation between the Imperial Advisor and that guest, but her hearing was too good, and she still heard someone say, "Is this really the only way?"

It was a young man's voice.

Gu Jiao didn't hear the Grand Preceptor's reply, but she did hear the young man say, "I understand. In any case, thank you for your audience."

A moment later, the bamboo curtain was lifted by a jade-like hand with distinct knuckles, and a young Taoist priest dressed in a dark blue Taoist robe stepped out.

He put on his shoes on the steps and left the courtyard with a detached expression.

Gu Jiao stared at him intently, thinking to herself that this Taoist priest was incredibly handsome. In this day and age, not only are monks good-looking, but Taoist priests are also this dashing?

"Master Qingfeng," Yu He greeted him with a cupped-hand salute.

Master Qingfeng returned the greeting slightly.

Gu Jiao blinked. "She looks even better up close."

The handsome monk didn't look like a monk, but this Taoist priest did indeed have a somewhat otherworldly and dignified aura.

Master Qingfeng greeted Gu Jiao, and then, without waiting for Gu Jiao to return the greeting, turned and left.

Yu He introduced Gu Jiao: "He is Daoist Qingfeng. Before becoming a monk, he was a student at Canaan Academy, which was founded by the Grand Preceptor."

"Yu He, is this the last guest?"

A deep, mellow voice came from the bamboo house, and in this vast and boundless world, it made people's hearts tremble, as if their souls had been struck.

Yu He bowed to the bamboo house and said, "Yes, Grand Preceptor, I am Master Meng's youngest disciple."

"Oh?" The person inside the room seemed slightly surprised.

“Come in,” he said.

Yu He led Gu Jiao into the courtyard. He was not allowed to go in, so he could only watch her walk up the steps, take off her shoes, and enter through the curtain wearing a white foot bath.

The dimly lit, humble room contained only a small table, two cushions, and an incense burner.

The small table is positioned to the side facing the doorway.

The person behind the table was dressed in a long black robe with golden kylins embroidered on the cuffs, and wore a black hat, his face shrouded in darkness.

He stood upright, his figure as straight as a pine or bamboo.

At his level, it's no longer about radiating an aura; everything is internalized and restrained, returning to simplicity and authenticity, returning to oneness.

Is this the Great Yan State Preceptor, who is revered as a deity?

Gu Jiao sat down opposite him.

As the light and shadow shifted, Gu Jiao finally saw his face clearly.

Gu Jiao was stunned.

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(End of this chapter)