Following the woman to a side hall, Mr. Shui Qing was inside. As soon as he saw Ye Tang, he smiled and put a thread-bound book in his hand on his lap, and then said with a smile: "Little guy, we are finally here.

ah."

Mr. Shui Qing is definitely more interested in Ye Tang than Yu Yueqing, and he is here today just to wait for Yu Yueqing to bring Ye Tang to visit him.

This was what he had said when Yu Yueqing came for an exclusive interview that day.

Mr. Shui Qing is wearing a blue gown, he is extremely elegant, and his smile is kind and kind, making people feel like they are in the spring breeze.

Ye Tang smiled and said: "Mr. Shuiqing summoned me. I was flattered. How dare I not come? You are so kind."

That's what you should be polite about.

"Okay, the little guy is quite good at talking." Mr. Shui Qing laughed. This little guy is very talkative, but I really can't tell.

"Little girl, you are here too." Naturally, I also saw Lin Wu. This little girl is really cute. She looks like the person in the ancient painting, very beautiful and cute.

"Hello, Mr. Shui Qing." Lin Wu greeted him, her expression much more serious than Ye Tangke's, not as playful as his.

"Hello Mr. Shuiqing, it's nice to see you again." Yu Yueqing naturally did not forget to say hello.

She was indeed very happy to see Mr. Shui Qing again. Yu Yueqing particularly liked Mr. Shui Qing's poems and paintings.

"Okay, sit down. Sit down. Mother Wang, bring up the best tea bag in my study. Don't treat a few guests badly." Mr. Shui Qing was in a good mood. In his study, he also treasured a tea bag.

A small package of Wuyishan's top-quality 'Dahongpao', which he himself would not bear to drink on weekdays. One gram is almost worth ten thousand gold, and his son finally got it for him.

Wang Ma was the woman who opened the door and brought Ye Tang and the others over. She went to make tea, and Ye Tang, Yu Yueqing and Lin Wu sat down on chairs on one side.

The decorations in this side hall are all imitated in ancient styles. Except for the daylight lamp above the head, the rest are all classical decorations, wooden tables, chairs, benches, wooden walls, and a large wooden shelf with a lot of porcelain. It is completely

It’s an ancient pattern

Ye Tang looked at it carefully and felt an impulse in his heart to decorate a house like this in the future. Living here would be much more comfortable than living in a cold reinforced concrete house.

It's a pity that I don't have much money now, so I can only dream about it for the time being, but there will always be money, and Ye Tang is quite confident about this.

For him who came from another world, making money would not be a problem at all.

"Little guy, your name is Ye Tang, right? I heard from your Aunt Yu that you don't have a teacher. I wonder if you would like to become my teacher?" The tea was served quickly. After taking a sip of tea, Mr. Shui Qing cut in.

Main topic.

Ye Tang was a very clever boy and wrote excellent poems. Mr. Shui Qing valued him very much and wanted to accept him as his disciple.

This was actually what Mr. Shui Qing had in mind when he talked about Ye Tang's situation that day when Yu Yueqing came to interview him. It was hard to find a disciple, and a good disciple with spiritual energy was even more rare.

Ye Tang fully meets the requirements for a good disciple in his mind, and far exceeds it, so he cannot be let go.

The tea was good, with a delicate fragrance in the mouth. Ye Tang couldn't help but nod secretly after taking a sip. This kind of good tea is indeed rare. It tastes much better than the ordinary tea that cost more than ten yuan a tael before.

When Mr. Shui Qing asked if he wanted to be his teacher, Ye Tang smiled bitterly. He thought something bad was going to happen before he came here, and it seemed that was the case.

After taking a look at Yu Yueqing and seeing that she was stunned for a moment, Ye Tang understood that she probably didn't know about it beforehand either.

Yu Yueqing was indeed unaware, but she actually had a hunch in her heart. Mr. Shui Qing expressed great interest in Ye Tang that day. It was impossible to say that he had never expected it.

I just didn't expect him to bring it up so quickly.

Yu Yueqing immediately nodded to Ye Tang, meaning she agreed quickly. Being Mr. Shui Qing's disciple was something that many people couldn't ask for, and even she was a little envious.

Ye Tang felt bitter in his heart. There are indeed many benefits to having Mr. Shui Qing as his teacher, but Mr. Shui Qing seems to be a relatively old-fashioned person. If you become his disciple, you will not be controlled by him in the future.

He couldn't stand this.

Ye Tang said: "Well, my surname is quite naughty and restless. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. Do you think you should... think about it again?" You can't refuse too directly. You have to save some face for others.

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Keep a line as a human being so that we can meet again later.

Ye Tang looked a little embarrassed, and he came up with all kinds of excuses for being naughty. Yu Yueqing glared at him, "This brat really doesn't know what's good or bad. Mr. Shui Qing offered to accept you as his disciple. How much dignity does that mean?"

How can you say no?

Yu Yueqing wanted to pull Ye Tang's ears again. This was a huge opportunity. It was like pie in the sky. Anyone who refused would definitely be a fool.

I hate Ye Tang a little bit.

Ye Tang couldn't help it. It didn't matter if he had a friendship with Mr. Shui Qing, but he really couldn't stand it as a disciple.

Don't like to be controlled.

Ye Tang refused very tactfully, but no matter how tactful it was, it was still rejection. Mr. Shui Qing was startled, but not angry. As a young man, it would be nice to have some personality.

Moreover, this young man has extraordinary literary talent. It would be strange if he has no temper. He cannot be treated as an ordinary person.

Ye Tang refused, but Mr. Shui Qing glanced at him higher and said with a smile: "I was the one who was abrupt, let's not mention it for now, don't mention it."

Mr. Shui Qing laughed, and felt that he seemed a little too eager, and said: "You should think about it first, there are many benefits to being my close disciple."

The temptation started.

Yu Yueqing was a little speechless after hearing this. As Mr. Shui Qing, if he had to use words to seduce others, people would think it was a fantasy.

But this also showed how much he loved Ye Tang. He couldn't help but glare at Ye Tang again. "You brat, if you don't change your mind quickly, there won't be that store after passing this village."

Ye Tang rolled his eyes at Yu Yueqing and ignored her. Can you agree to such a thing casually?

However, it was not that there was no room for change. Ye Tang said to Mr. Shui Qing: "Mr. Shui Qing, forget it as a closed disciple, but I want to learn painting from you. Do you think that's okay?"

Ye Tang is quite enthusiastic about Mr. Shui Qing's painting skills. Although he is not a close disciple, it is still good to let him give him some guidance on painting occasionally.

If he becomes a closed disciple and is asked to learn the Four Books and Five Classics every day, he might as well just die.

Judging from Mr. Shuiqing's usual attire and the fact that he was holding an ancient book when he arrived, it might be possible.

"Learn to paint?" Mr. Shui Qing was stunned for a moment. Doesn't he need to be a disciple to learn painting? Being his disciple will teach him all these things. What's the difference?

Mr. Shui Qing felt that Ye Tang's thinking was a bit strange.

Yu Yueqing also felt that Ye Tang's idea was too weird, and said softly: "Ye Tang, to learn painting, you have to learn from a teacher."

Mr. Shui Qing is a famous person, and it is impossible for him to have the leisure to teach others how to paint without becoming a disciple.

Ye Tang understood that they all had a bit of a misunderstanding, and explained sheepishly: "Just giving some advice occasionally will be enough. I don't want to learn the Four Books and Five Classics, I just want to learn traditional Chinese painting."

Ye Tang can actually draw, but the painting is sketching, and his level is not bad. He can draw a few naked bodies quite well, and they can almost look real.

As soon as Ye Tang finished speaking, Mr. Shui Qing laughed. This brat couldn't bear to learn ancient Chinese, but as his disciple, he really had to learn these things. Otherwise, if he didn't have high attainments in ancient Chinese and a poor foundation in Chinese studies, how could he do it?

to produce good poetry?

Mr. Shui Qing is a little strange. Ye Tang's poems are so good, why doesn't he like classical Chinese?

Could it be that he was afraid of ancient literature and that’s why he refused?

Mr. Shui Qing feels that this is really possible, otherwise, he would not be so disgusted with the Four Books and Five Classics.

If you don’t want to learn, then don’t learn. He likes this little guy very much. He seems to be very interested in Chinese painting, so it’s not a big deal to teach him.

To be honest, Mr. Shui Qing felt a little embarrassed at this moment. Ye Tang's poems were almost better than his own, and accepting him as his disciple couldn't really teach him anything other than painting.

He smiled and said, "That's okay. You can learn to paint from me. There's no need to mention becoming a teacher. I only have two hands. It would be good if you learn Chinese painting well."

I readily agreed.

Ye Tang immediately became happy, stood up and saluted Mr. Shui Qing: "Thank you Mr. Shui Qing, I will definitely study hard."

Now it's great, I don't have to be disciplined, I can learn to paint, and I've also established a relationship with Mr. Shui Qing, so I can accomplish many things in one fell swoop.

Mr. Shuiqing, you are so interesting.

Ye Tang's impression of Mr. Shui Qing was extremely good for a moment.

"Ye Tang, do you have any words?" Ye Tang was very happy. Mr. Shui Qing was also happy and asked him again if he had any words.

"Word? What word?" Ye Tang really didn't understand what he meant and was scratching his head.

"It's a pseudonym, just like the ancients, it's another name besides the given name." Mr. Shui Qing said with a smile: "For example, my surname is Shui Qing. In fact, my surname is Luo. You don't think my surname is Shui, right?" Shui Qing

The gentleman looked at Ye Tang with a smile and said.

Ye Tang broke into a cold sweat. To be honest, he had always thought that Mr. Shui Qing's surname was Shui Qing.

Are you dizzy or not? You are still playing this in modern times.

Ye Tang was a little speechless, but still said: "I don't have the words, so...it's not necessary."

"It's not necessary. It's very necessary. How about I get one for you?" Mr. Shui Qing scolded him. The calligraphy was a must. Ye Tang studied painting with him, so he was a classicist. How could he do without the calligraphy?

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Ye Tang didn't know that he had been classified into the classical school by Mr. Shui Qing. Mr. Shui Qing was so insistent that Ye Tang had no choice but to say, "I'm sorry to bother you." Just pick a word, what does it matter?

It does not matter.

Ye Tang agreed. Mr. Shui Qing thought for a while and said, "How about calling me Zimei? Ye Tang, Zimei, what do you think?"

Amy Yip?

Collapse, I said.

Ye Tang had the urge to hit a wall for a moment. You wouldn't be so playful, would you?

Breaking into a cold sweat.

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