The pen tip that was walking on the bamboo slip paused.

Huangfu Song raised his head.

He looked at the bent boy in front of him, wearing ordinary clothes and without any precious things on him. He was obviously not a child of a powerful family, but his appearance was particularly handsome.

"I have never met you, why did the teacher call me?" Huangfu Song asked out loud. It was okay for the younger generation to call themselves "student" in front of him, but the word "teacher" cannot be called casually.

Thinking about it, I suddenly found a famous general in the empire and said that he wanted to take him as his teacher. He was not familiar with you and had never even met you. He would inevitably suspect that you had ulterior motives.

Xiahou An bowed and said, "This move is indeed a bit reckless, but the boy is sincere in his apprenticeship, so you can accept me!"

Xiahou An spoke sincerely, but Huangfu Song was unmoved. He knew nothing about the family background of the young man in front of him, and the heaven, earth, king, parents and teachers are among them, which shows that inheritance is extremely important.

Xiahou An knew it was difficult to touch Huangfu Song, so he took out the letter that Bian Rang wrote and respectfully handed it over: "Teacher, there is a letter written by Master Bian to you. After you read it, it is not too late to make a decision."

Huangfu Song took it with skepticism.

When Bian Rang was an official in Luoyang, Huangfu Song had some friendship with him.

At that time, Cai Yong was exiled to the north for offending the Ten General Assesses. In Luoyang City, Bian Rang was the leader and became famous. Anyone who is familiar with Bian Rang knew that he had three highs: high knowledge, high reputation, and high vision.

As long as he doesn't like someone or something, he won't buy anyone's account.

If this kid really gave me a recommendation, I guess there would be something remarkable... Huangfu Gao thought so in his mind, and had already opened the letter at hand and browsed it carefully.

In the letter, Bian Rang praised Xiahou An without hesitation, saying that he was rebellious but did not lose his nature, was extremely brave and dared to stick to his ideals and principles...

When he saw Xiahou An upset the people in the Chenliu Market and finally executed Zhang Miao's son, Huang Nansong couldn't help but want to high-five and praise him.

Such a young man who is not afraid of the powerful only wants to uphold justice among the people.

Being your own protégé is no better!

Finally, Bian Rang said at the end of the letter that he originally wanted to accept Xiahou An as a student, but unfortunately, Xiahou Anzhi was not here and could not calm down his mind to study. He was not a material for literati and Confucian scholars. Following him would only bury this innocent heart.

So he recommended Xiahou An to Huangfu Song, hoping that he could polish this piece of uncensored jade well and make it a real pillar of the country.

After Huangfu Song finished reading it, he put the letter on the table and looked at Xiahou An again, and had a little more appreciation: "Boyang, right? I probably understand Wenli's meaning, but before that, I have a question to ask you."

There is a chance!

Xiahou An was delighted. Huangfu Song's attitude was obviously changing to the better. It seemed that as long as he answered this question himself, it would be no problem to become a disciple.

"Master, please ask."

Xiahou An spoke with a respectful tone.

Huangfu Song seemed to have agreed to the title of teacher and did not correct Xiahou An's mistakes. He asked solemnly: "Tell me, what are your ambitions?"

This question is expected.

Xiahou An had thought of many answers before, but at this moment, he looked at the old man in front of him. Although his expression was extremely haggard, he seemed to be looking forward to something in his eyes.

So Xiahou An knew how to answer.

He attributed the answer to eight words: Support the Han Dynasty and die!

Instead of saying a lot of touching words, it is better to go straight to it and be simple and clear.

OK! OK! OK! OK! OK!

Looking at the firm look of the boy's firm response when he clasped his fists, Huangfu Song said three times in a row. He was almost crying when he was excited.

After calming down, Huangfu Song took the initiative to greet Xiahou An and sat down near him, and then slowly said: "It's rare that you have this intention, but I still can't accept you."

Xiahou An, who originally thought he was sure to win, was stunned.

Huangfu Song clearly admired himself very much, and was obviously very satisfied with the answer just now.

He has no reason not to accept me!

Xiahou An couldn't figure it out.

Fortunately, Huangfu Song gave an explanation soon: "If it were before, I would definitely accept you as my disciple, but now it is different..."

He sighed and continued, "I am in prison now and may die at any time. If you accept you as your disciple, you may be implicated and ended in great prison. This is something I don't want to see... At the storm, you dare to come to worship me as your teacher. To be honest, I am very pleased..."

It turns out it is this.

Xiahou An was a little moved, but he had made up his promise to Huangfu Song, the teacher, and Jesus could not stop him.

"Don't worry, the student will do his best to save you!"

Xiahou An hugged a fist and his tone was extremely confident.

Huangfu Song shook his head.

He only thought Xiahou An was young and energetic, and he didn't know how powerful it was.

This time, it may be difficult for him to go out alive, so he wanted to write down all his experiences in leading troops to fight over the years, which can be regarded as leaving something useful for future generations.

At the end of last year, Gai Xun, the Conspiracy Officer, conspired to him, saying that while the Kanto Alliance attacked the east of Luoyang, Dong Zhuo had no time to look west, and they also sent troops to come out of Hangu Pass in Chang'an to have a righteous back stab.

Leading troops into the capital without following the imperial edict is considered to be a rebellion.

When Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, he was invited by General He Jin. Although He Jin had already died before Dong Zhuo arrived in Luoyang, it was at least nominally reasonable.

The concept of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism was deeply rooted in Huangfu Song's mind.

So, he hesitated.

As we all know, hesitation will lead to failure.

When he suppressed the rebellion in Xiliang, Dong Zhuo was still a general of Huangfu Song. He followed the orders and now he has transformed himself into the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, with power in the court.

And he also had great achievements in combat and glory, but he became a prisoner.

It can be said that fate is a mess.

"Teacher, don't be discouraged. With students here, you will definitely be able to rescue you from this hard work!" Xiahou An said while bringing out the wine and food from the rice niche.

He was afraid that Huangfu Song would not be able to think about it one day, and when he was short of breath, he would hang himself or wipe his neck.

However, Huangfu Song seemed to be discouraged and told Xiahou An not to waste his time. How big can he do in this imperial city, a young man who is not familiar with the place?

With this kind of heart, Huangfu Song was already satisfied.

Xiahou An didn't say anything. He knew very well that even if he told the sky, Huangfu Song would not believe it. He had to prove it with action.

After Huangfu Song finished eating, Xia Houan chatted with him for a while before leaving with the rice pan.

When he left, he specially found the prison guards in charge of this place, stuffed a lot of money and asked them to take care of them more. If anything happened, it would be good to report a letter quietly.

Unexpectedly, the prison guard confiscated him and said he respected Huangfu Song's character, so he would naturally take more care of him.

It is also said that Xiahou An is much better than those hypocritical hypocrites. He is extremely friendly on weekdays. Now General Huangfu is in trouble, but no one comes to visit the prison.

It's really a cold heart.

After the prisoner said this, Xiahou An stopped stuffing money and bowed to thank him, saying that he owed him a favor.

Afterwards, he left the Tingwei Prison.
Chapter completed!