Mr. Chen has many disciples, so he has received a lot of secret care. Although he is old, his life is still acceptable.

But he also had many political enemies, so Chen Lanxuan was killed. Before his death, only Dayong was by his side.

Dayong was a friend Chen Lanxuan met after exile, and the two of them shared the same joys and sorrows. Chen Lanxuan saved Dayong's life, and Dayong also helped Chen Lanxuan.

Before Chen Lanxuan passed away, he told Dayong that if their Shen family could be rehabilitated in the future, he asked Dayong to help him take care of his parents. He regretted that he had never advised his father to accept disciples in recent years. If his father had a disciple who was as good as his father, he wouldn't have to worry about this.

Later, Mr. Chen was rehabilitated and his son's death suffered a great blow. It took him two years to come out. Although he is living a good life, he has brought Dayong to the capital according to his son's will.

But there is always something missing, just like...no worries.

This was the first time Dayong saw his eyes glowing, as if he had strength all over his body.

Dayong paused and asked, "Uncle likes them very much? Do you want to accept disciples?"

"They are very good." Mr. Chen laughed.

Dayong, "Since that's the case, why didn't uncle examine their knowledge just now?"

Mr. Chen finally withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Dayong, and laughed, "You are still too young and can't hold back. Don't listen to that boy's awkward words to think back, but according to my observation, he is obviously very moved. Since that's the case, what am I anxious about? Wait, they will come in two days, and it will be the same for teaching and taking the exam. If I make a mistake in my judgment and they don't come, we will check where his home is."

Dayong suddenly realized, "It should be my uncle, it should be my uncle."

Mr. Chen waved his hand with a smile, "Okay, push me back. Your aunt should be anxious when she sees me not going back for a long time."

Speaking of this, Dayong was a little dissatisfied, "Uncle, drink less. In order to drink, you dressed up like this. If Aunt knows, she will have to say you again. This is not your first time, right? Otherwise, she would not have been targeted by Ma Pingchuan. He must have figured out your hobbies so he designed this way..."

Mr. Chen had a headache. Dayong was good at everything, but he was taught endlessly when he was drinking.

He quickly diverted his attention, "By the way, when it comes to this, have the three gangsters who ran away from the street caught?"

"Catch it, I'll deal with it in a while."

Mr. Chen nodded. Compared to the one who had just been Rumu Chunfeng, he was now expressionless. "This Ma Pingchuan has no other skills, but he can use these evil ways."

"He really treats others as fools? It's a blessing that he hurts himself. He doesn't do anything about you, otherwise he won't forget this scholar's fame."

As expected, Dayong began to attack Ma Pingchuan and pushed Mr. Chen to the house assigned to him behind the Imperial College.

Mr. Chen breathed out. He was not so angry at Ma Pingchuan. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't have met such an interesting two boys.

This was his first time, and he was so unrestrained that he wanted to accept the disciples he was so unrestrained.

He read that light emitted from the boy's eyes was not wrong. He really wanted to come to the Imperial College.

Mr. Chen’s guess was correct, and Gu Yunshu said at the time that he had to consider it.
Chapter completed!