Chapter 1736: Three hundred and fourteen

Chapter 1736 Chapter 314: The Sword of Peace
Yang Fan, who was born as an orphan, is more sensible than his peers since he was a child.
The so-called being sensible is to no longer have the naivety that should be justified, knowing that every bit in the world is hard to come by, and understanding the cruel fact that you have nothing.
Climbing a hundred-step ladder, taking two heads and substituting yourself as a disciple of the emperor as it should be, it is an illusion that a naive person has. In Yang Fan, there has never been such a luxury.
So when the dean said that he was going to release the task of the division, instead of feeling that he was being made difficult, Yang Fan felt at ease.
Perhaps this is the real test of worshipping the king's gate wall, and only by completing such a task can you gain the vision of the earthly martial king.
After exiting from the main entrance of the college, Yang Fan went straight to Nanping Walled City. All of his younger siblings lived here. He went to Yuanzhou thousands of miles away and shouldered the task of being a teacher.
As a child who has lived in Lingjiang since he was a child, he doesn't know what kind of risks he will face, how can he bring his younger siblings with him.
Therefore, leaving them in Wushuang City was the best decision. When he returned to the crowded city wall, he found that everyone he met was standing still, bowing to him, and even staring straight at him. Hold him.
If it was just a walled city resident, even the patrolling guards stopped walking after seeing him.
Only then did Yang Fan understand that the news that he had become a major disciple of Wushuang's inner courtyard had already gone like wildfire.
If it were someone else, he would suddenly find that he had received such a courtesy, and he didn't have the accent, but Yang Fan didn't dare to stay for a while, hurriedly confessed the crime, lowered his head and ran to the medicine room.
No matter what era or place, wise doctors are rare and respected, not to mention the high level of Lu Xuening.
Although Mi Bai is now the Speaker, Lu Xuening still lives in the Nanping Walled City, because compared to the inner city like a paradise, this crowded place has more weak people and more people in need.
As always, you can always see a long queue outside the medicine room. It is clear that the medicine room can cure so many patients every day, but after one day, you can still see such a group. People are desperate.
The backyard of the medicine house is the medicine garden, and at the same time it is the place where the younger brothers and sisters learn calligraphy and writing, and the teacher has also grown from white to a teenager.
There are also younger brothers and sisters traveling between the medicine room and the medicine nursery. Thanks to Lu Xuening’s teaching over the years, many brothers and sisters have begun to learn medicine. Some daily diseases can be diagnosed independently, which greatly reduces Lu Xuening. Burden.
By the time the Yaolu thanked the guests, it was already Haoyue, and the tired younger brothers and sisters didn't even have the strength to speak, so they just bowed their heads and picked rice.
For these people who can't even take care of patients, Yang Fan's becoming a Wushuang inner courtyard disciple is indeed worthy of celebration, but in the short term, this title does not improve their hard life, so it doesn't make much sense.
However, Lu Xuening saw that the young man's hesitation had ceased, and under the sign of the woman's eyes, Yang Fan announced the task of the teacher that he had received today.
"Clap."
The younger brothers and sisters who hadn't had much reaction just now dropped their bowls and chopsticks, their mouths were so big that they could even see the vegetable residue between their teeth.
"No, the dean is clearly embarrassing you!"
"Yes, boss, where is the Xu Clan in Yuanzhou? That is the real Xihe Holy Land. Did you forget that Big Brother Xu bloodbathed Xiling back then? Swordsman doesn't have a good temper. Didn't the dean let you die?"
"I think the dean clearly didn't want to accept the boss, so he gave such a difficult problem, or simply resigned. Wushuang's inner courtyard sounds like a big name, but it's not worth changing the boss' life!"
"I think the third brother is right. It's okay if you don't go to this Wushuang Academy. Then Yun Xiaoxiao will be stunned by the boss with three punches and kicks. I think the martial arts taught here is average. It's better for the boss to figure it out. Boxing."
The brothers who had lost their bowls and chopsticks talked and talked about it, and all their opinions made Yang Fan give up.
Don't these people know how good it is to worship the king's gate wall?
They just couldn't bear to let Yang Fan complete such a difficult task.
Because outsiders only care if you fly high or not, only family members care about whether you are tired or not.
For an orphan like Yang Fan, those sitting around and eating together are his real family members.
It is for these family members that he has to complete this task.
"I want to try it."
There is light in the young man's eyes: "Don't worry, if I can't, I will come back. I will never offend every swordsman in Yingcheng."
Seeing the appearance of the eldest brother's decision, everyone knew that they couldn't persuade, so they picked up the bowls and chopsticks again, and drove the rice grains on the table into the bowl with chopsticks, but they kept muttering.
"Then don't blame my brother for not reminding you. If it is not good, come back quickly. The business of the medicine house is getting better and better. You should do a good job in nursing home as a promising career."
"Yeah, yeah, we are all weak doctors. If you can't walk away when you meet a bad guy, you have to come back sooner."
"Hey, the patrol captain has been dangling outside the medicine room recently, keeping his eyes on Xiaoya"
This is not persuasive, but it was used to intimidate. Lu Xuening, who knows the nature of these stinky boys, knocked on the table with the tail of the chopsticks and said: "If you don't want to eat, go to the medicinal garden to grow grass, and if you have too much energy, go to the front hall to stay at night!"
In a word, everyone was so frightened that they all closed their mouths, and the dining table returned to the normal appearance of just chewing.
After scolding the disciple, Lu Xuening said to Yang Fan, "Do what you want to do. This is a good opportunity, don't miss it."
There are some things that Lu Xuening is inconvenient to say, but no one knows better than her who was born in a sect, how much blessing it is to become a disciple of Xihe's youngest king.
Yang Fan is indeed excellent, but is it really good enough to worship Tang Luo's door wall? Lu Xuening doubted.
But she is not easy to put pressure on Yang Fan, so she can only give the most useful and useless suggestions.
Do everything and obey the fate.
The young man with unequal information naturally didn't understand how many thoughts were circulating in Lu Xuening's mind, he just nodded vigorously.
The next day, Yang Fan, who had packed up his luggage and was going to Yuanzhou, opened the door and saw that Elder Du Ting and several craftsmen were standing in front of his house.
"The dean has a life. Yang Fan has a heavy responsibility this time, coupled with the difficulties and obstacles of Yuanzhou's journey, so I was assigned to wait for the selection of equipment from the arsenal."
Obviously, Du Ting dislikes Yang Fan very much, so he raises his eyes when he speaks. After all, in his opinion, Du Ziteng's aptitude is a thousand times better than Yang Fanbai. If the inner courtyard wants to accept disciples, no one will turn. To this ordinary kid in front of me.
Taking a spirit sword from the craftsman with one hand, he said coldly: "The name of this sword is pingshi. It is the director who was anxious that the craftsman would cast it for you overnight and bring you on the road."
(End of this chapter)