"Wait, wait a moment, let me change my clothes."

The good disciple finally came to become my disciple!

As a teacher, he naturally has to take good care of his appearance.

However, after half a cup of tea.

Mr. Dong Lai, who specially changed into new clothes and ceremoniously opened the door to welcome his obedient apprentice, felt like a clown.

Good news: the obedient disciple has come to visit.

The bad news: The obedient apprentice came with his teacher.

Life is really full of ups and downs.

Ignoring the sympathetic looks of his servants, Mr. Dong Lai calmly welcomed the master and his disciple into his home, brewed some good tea and entertained them warmly.

at the same time.

He kept looking at Wu Qinglan with a critical and jealous gaze, thinking: This person looks ordinary, so why did I lose?

Wu Qinglan felt very strange.

Mr. Dong Lai was a very famous person, so he naturally did not dare to act rashly in front of him.

But why does the old man's look make him look so scary, as if he wants to eat me?

I must have been overthinking it!

Wu Qinglan calmed himself down and said to Cui Xian, "Cui Xian, this is the most learned man in the literary world today, Mr. Dong Lai, whom I have told you about."

"Go and serve tea to the gentleman."

Cui Xian said obediently, "Okay."

He picked up the teacup on the table, walked over and handed it to Mr. Dong Lai respectfully, saying, "Please have some tea, sir."

Mr. Dong Lai took it with a smile, but did not put it into his mouth to drink, instead he put it on the table beside him.

He was a great scholar with great principles, and he would not drink tea offered by other people's disciples.

Cui Xian was very embarrassed.

Sure enough, it is not worthwhile to rush to make a profit at a discount!

Fortunately, Wu Qinglan was brought here today. If I had come here alone and been treated like this, I would have been so embarrassed that I would have felt ashamed.

After serving tea.

Cui Xian turned around quickly and stood next to Master Wu.

Wu Qinglan hadn't noticed this little thing yet. After all, he was a little nervous facing a great scholar of the time.

Therefore, he was inevitably a little tense and said, "Mr. Donglai, my student is Cui Xian, and he is a very outstanding child."

Mr. Dong Lai thought to himself: I understand, it turns out this person is here to show off.

How outrageous!

Not only did he steal my favorite disciple, he even asked him to serve me tea!

If this isn't showing off, what is?!

If Cui Xian had not been here, Mr. Dong Lai would have definitely left in anger.

After Wu Qinglan finished speaking, he became more nervous as he didn't wait for the old man's response.

I thought I'd better not lay the groundwork and just get straight to the point.

So he stood up again and bowed to Mr. Donglai, saying, "Sir, I am the teacher of the Pei clan school. I have heard that you are a righteous man and have a good reputation for teaching and answering questions."

"So I have the guts to invite Mr. Dong Lai to come to my Pei clan school to teach and preach to the young students."

"The Pei clan has a fine literary style, and there are also students like Cui Xian who are quick-witted and talented. If you are willing to come and give us instructions and lessons, it will be a blessing for the teachers and students of the Pei clan."

After he finished speaking, the hall was silent.

Wu Qinglan was stunned as there was no response, and raised his head cautiously.

Then Mr. Donglai, who had a blank expression just now, suddenly changed his attitude. His whole face was filled with a warm and admiring smile: "Hahaha, so you are the teacher in the school! Good! Very good!"

"Since you invite me so warmly, I will go. So, why don't we go now... um, it's already afternoon."

"Then tomorrow, I'll go there early tomorrow morning, what do you think?"

ah?

Wu Qinglan was stunned, thinking, is this something I can decide?

But he was still very excited, and stammered as he thanked him: "Of course, of course! Sir, I, your student, also happens to live in Zhongjing Lane."

"Let him take you to the Pei clan school tomorrow morning. Do you think it's appropriate?"

That's perfect!

Mr. Donglai nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hastily picked up the teacup on the table, took a big sip, and exclaimed: "Good tea, good tea, hahahaha."

Some people appear to be smiling.

But in fact, I had already fainted from crying.

Disciple tea, my disciple tea!

So what were you doing just now?

Can you die if you drink it?

Can placing the teacup on the table still be considered serving tea?

His change in attitude was so confusing that Wu Qinglan was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Cui Xian was also very confused.

What does this mean?