You should know that in this era, the relationship between master and apprentice is more like a relative than some relatives. The saying "A teacher for one day and a father for life" is not simply said.

But it is real. For example, when Confucius' favorite student Yan Hui died, Confucius was extremely sad and sighed: "Heaven lost me! Heaven lost me!"

When Yan Hui's father was poor and unable to hold a funeral, Yan Hui's father asked Confucius for borrowing, and Confucius sold a ox cart to bury Yan Hui, which can explain the relationship between teachers and students.

As Shu An said, Xue Rengui showed a look of shame on his face, and he seemed to have misunderstood the teacher.

"You can see where you send your letters every year."

Shu An's voice continued to sound, and it was right that Xue Rengui had a childhood sweetheart.

Even if I have never stopped writing letters for so many years, it would be strange if I say there is nothing wrong with it.

Of course, Shu'an has never been a clever person, and there are also considerable records of this childhood sweetheart Mrs. Xue Rengui in history.

So he just wanted to see Xue Rengui's reaction in this matter, but fortunately, this disciple did not forget this childhood sweetheart even though he was rich.

"teacher."

Xue Rengui couldn't help but feel a burning feeling, as if his years of secrets had been exposed.

However, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because his teacher didn't stop him.

"You have been following the teacher for several years, have you ever thought about going back and taking a look?"

Shu An's eyes fell on Xue Rengui and said slowly. If he counted, he had not passed by that place since he took Xue Rengui away that year.

Naturally, Xue Rengui never went back, and never even told him about his hometown.

Although it seems that some people seem to be cold to their hometown, Shu An knows that the more things that he doesn't care about on the surface are often the ones he wants to protect the most.

As for the reason, Shu An also knew that it was the problem of people's concepts in this era. If he did not succeed, how could he return to his hometown to face his parents and neighbors?

Even in later generations, many people have similar ideas, not to mention this era.

Wang Xuance is an example, and Xue Rengui is the same, but Xue Rengui is better at hiding his emotions.

Xue Rengui's expression was instantly stiff, as if he didn't expect his teacher to talk about this, but then his heart began to be beating.

He did feel hesitant in the past, but now he has become one of An Beibo and a nobleman, which is considered a success.

"If you don't return home without wealth, you're like walking in a night clothes with a bright dress."

Looking at Xue Rengui's intentional look, Shu An added another fire and said.

After a long time, Xue Rengui nodded, which was considered to be a response, but the main reason was that he had already moved his heart.

"Go back, replace the armor and prepare for two days. The master has already prepared something. You can just resign from that emperor."

Shu An's voice sounded slowly, which was arranging this disciple. After so many years, it was time to go back and take a look.

If he counts, his birthplace was in Chang'an, but he finally felt unfamiliar with him who had traveled through time. Which hometown in his memory is destined to be unable to go back.

"Yes, teacher!"

Xue Rengui couldn't help but say, looking at his teacher's thoughts.

Then he carefully took the words written by the teacher before and left. He knew that his teacher had remembered something again.

During his years of following the teacher, he had seen the teacher's expression and had long been accustomed to it.

"The fallen leaves return to their roots!"

Looking at Xue Rengui's leaving figure, Shu An whispered softly with his eyes blurred.

.........

Longmen, Jiangzhou, Hedong Road

In a wealthy mansion, a young girl showed a hint of joy on her face, looking at the envelope in her hand.

"Brother Rengui has arrived in Chang'an, but unfortunately I haven't seen what Chang'an looks like yet."

The girl whispered softly, and there was a hint of clearness in her words. Although she knew that this was a letter from a few months ago, it was enough to be surprised.

"Miss, something is wrong."

At this moment, an anxious voice rang in the girl's ears, and there was a hint of anxiety in her expression. It was a girl dressed as a maid.

"Xiaoyuan, what happened?"

The girl frowned slightly and said, with a hint of doubt in her words.

"Miss, Mr. Liu proposed marriage to the master for his son."

The maid named Xiaoyuan said with an even hurried expression. When she heard this news just now, she immediately came to tell her lady.

"What?"

The girl said in surprise with a hint of surprise, then she looked ugly, but she immediately reacted.

"Xiaoyuan, go and ask for information!"

Just at this moment, a middle-aged fat man in the county magistrate's costume looked at the message in his hand, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"What, An Beibo will return home soon."

This county magistrate is named Yang Dazhuang. Of course, since he became the county magistrate, he has not been strong, but obese.

However, at this time, there was a hint of doubt on the face of Yang Dazhuang. Who is this An Beibo?

But no matter who, this fat man knew that he could come from his hometown would definitely have a good relationship.

As the saying goes, being an official in Chang'an and being superior to others when you go out is the same. Not to mention a uncle, he is comparable to a state governor and cannot afford to be provoked by a small county magistrate.

"Come here, please help me prepare the carriage. I will go to welcome my uncle back home in person."

Yang Dazhuang said with a hint of cleverness on his face, and if he served this uncle well, he might be able to make further progress in the future.

You must know that this is my hometown, I believe that this uncle must always pay attention to his words, and his will come. Whether he can grasp it depends on himself.

.........

On the road leading to Longmen County, Jiangzhou, a group of people rode their horses and galloped. Xue Rengui, who was the first, showed a hint of nostalgia on his face.

Even though he hasn't returned to his hometown for several years, Xue Rengui still feels familiar.

Moreover, there were people waiting for him here, and when he remembered his teacher's words before leaving, Xue Rengui's face turned red.

"Don't let down the girl's house for too long."
Chapter completed!