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Chapter 76: The magistrate comes to the door, the Mid-Autumn Festival!

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    The next day, morning.

    Study room.

    Bu Feifan was explaining the knowledge about poetry to Fang Yishao.

    Boom boom boom!

    Suddenly, there was a knock on the outside door.

    Um?  !

    Bu Feifan frowned slightly.

    In this Shouyang City, all he knows are just one recipe and one scoop.

    In addition, there is no one I know.

    Why would someone knock on the door now?  !

    Puzzled, Bu Feifan left the study and came to the door.

    Creak!

    The door was opened, and Bu Feifei saw a middle-aged man who was wealthy, kind-looking, and dressed in brocade silk clothes.

    This is Liu Shifeng, the magistrate of Shouyang City!

    Behind him, there are still two officials with tense faces and swords at their waists.

    At this time, Liu Shifeng who was standing outside the door also saw Bu Feifan. Immediately, with a gentle smile on his face, he cupped his hands and said, "My official Liu Shifeng, I have met Mr. Bu!"

    "I've seen Master Liu!"

    Bu Feifei cupped his hands slightly, and immediately asked, "I don't know, is Master Liu here for something?!"

    "I was out of the city a few days ago to do some business, and I'm coming back today. I only know that there are talented people living in Shouyang City, so I came here to see you."

    As Liu Shifeng said, with a smile in his eyes, he said with a hearty smile, "What?! Don't Mr. Bu invite me to sit in?!"

    Bu Feilue pondered for a while, and said with a smile, "The hut is simple, I'm afraid that I will lose my status as an adult."

    "Mr. Bu is humble."

    ?Liu Shifeng shook his head and said, "If you have a young master living in it, even a three-zhang hut is no worse than a palace with green tiles on the palace wall!"

    "Master Liu, thank you."

    Bu Feifan smiled slightly and asked, "Since Mr. Liu doesn't think the hut is simple, please come in!"

    "You wait here for the officer."

    Liu Shifeng gave instructions to the two officials behind him, and immediately stepped over the threshold and followed Bu Feifei into the room

    After a while.

    Hall.

    Bu Feifan and Liu Shifeng sat on both sides of the coffee table.

    "A few days ago, at the gate of the city, I met Mr. Bu once, but I didn't know that Mr. Bu is a Confucianism cultivator of the 'jurenjing'. It's really stupid!"

    After chatting with Bu Feifan for a few words, Liu Shifeng suddenly spoke.

    "My lord is joking!"

    Bu Feifei smiled silently and said, "Your Excellency's impartiality and impartial law enforcement actions that day really made me admire you a lot!"

    "Haha, Mr. Bu has won the prize!"

    Liu Shifeng smiled heartily.

    Immediately afterwards, the two exchanged pleasantries for a while.

    Only now did Liu Shifeng get into the subject, and suddenly said, "Mr. Bu has such a cultivation at such a young age, but I don't know which one of the 72nd Academy of Taixue?!"

    "Bu is just a casual cultivator, not a member of the Seventy-two Academy." Bu Feifei shook his head.

    "What?!"

    Hearing this, Liu Shifeng couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise, looked at Bu Feifan in shock, and said in surprise, "Young master Buyou are a casual cultivator?!"

    Bu Feifan smiled and nodded silently.

    Seeing this, Liu Shifeng couldn't help but smiled bitterly, and sighed, "I think I have studied hard in the Confucius Academy for more than 20 years, but so far I have only been in the state of "juren""

    "However, Mr. Bu, as a casual cultivator, has already possessed the cultivation base of "jurenjing" at such an age. Such aptitude, talent and speed of cultivation really make me ashamed"

    When Bu Feifan heard the words, the light in his eyes flashed away.

    He really didn't expect that the wide and fat Liu Shifeng in front of him came from the Confucius Academy, and his cultivation had reached the "juren level".

    "My lord, I'm overwhelmed!"

    Bu Feifan shook his head humbly and said, "It's too lazy to teach Master, Bu has such an achievement!"

    "Master?!"

    When Liu Shifeng heard the words, there was a flash of surprise on his face, and he said, "It turns out that Mr. Bu has been taught by a famous teacher!"

    Having said that, he asked curiously, "But I don't know the name of Mr. Bu's master?!"

    In Liu Shifeng's view, someone who can teach Bu Feifan who possesses the cultivation level of "jurenjing" at a young age is definitely not an obscure Confucianism cultivator.

      "Master once said that he has no name, so Bu Mou doesn't know what Master's name is!"

    Bu Feifei didn't change his face, and said nonsense in a serious manner.

    And the reason why he wants to make up a master is firstly to give others an invisible deterrent; secondly, it is to give people a more reasonable explanation for his own cultivation level of "juren" at such a young age  !

    Hearing this, Liu Shifeng didn't doubt him, and immediately couldn't help sighing, "A master's actions are really extraordinary!"

    Immediately, Liu Shifeng rolled his small eyeballs, coughed lightly, and said, "Ahem, this I don't know Mr. Bu, would you like to be a guest in the Shouyang government office?!"

    "Your Honor?!"

    Bu Feifan was slightly taken aback, and asked, "What is that?!"

    "This Keqing is a person hired by the Shouyang government office, and they are generally Confucianism cultivators or strong monks."

    Liu Shifeng explained in a deep voice, "If Mr. Bu is willing to bear the name of Keqing, every month, the Shouyang government office will provide Mr. Bu with some Confucianism cultivation resources, such as special pens, inks, paper and inkstones, treasures of Taixue Taoism, etc.  Moreover, as long as there is a life-and-death event in Shouyang City, Mr. Bu needs to do his best to help the Yamen of Shouyang Mansion. In normal times, Mr. Bu is completely free

    When Bu Feifan heard the words, a hint of clarity rose in his eyes.

    It seems that this is the main purpose of Liu Shifeng's coming to find him.

    After pondering for a moment, Bu Feifan finally rejected him under Liu Shifeng's expectant eyes.

    "Bu Mou, thank you for your kindness."

    Bu Feifei bowed his hand and apologized, "It's just that Bu won't stay here for long, so please forgive Bu for not being able to agree!"

    "That's it!"

    When Liu Shifeng heard the words, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

    However, soon, he restrained his expression, and Bu Feifan continued to talk with a calm expression.

    The two chatted from daily matters to poetry and songs, and before they knew it, Liu Shifeng didn't leave until it was almost noon.

    "Three days later, the Mid-Autumn Festival?!"

    After bidding farewell to Liu Shifeng, Bu Feifan held a gold-plated invitation card in his hand and said thoughtfully.

    This was handed to Liu Shifeng before he left, and he was sincerely invited to participate!

    "I don't know what this so-called 'literary society' is like?!"

    Squeezing the invitation card, a trace of curiosity flashed in Bu Feifei's eyes, and in a short while, he made a decision: "If there is nothing else, it's good to go and have a look"

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