Everyone on the court surrendered to Guan Yan in a corner of the museum with surprise. Even Cao Cao around him said with a little envy: "Wen De is really lucky, everyone is optimistic about Cai!"

Guan Yan smiled awkwardly and replied awkwardly: "Thank you, thank you."

In the complex eyes of everyone, Guan Yan stood up and walked out of the back door of the Sutra Museum with Zheng Gu, and came to Zheng Xuan's temporary study room here.

The temporary study room is decorated in simple and simple. On the desk, an ancient bronze incense burner is slowly emitting light smoke, and the smell of sandalwood is calm and peaceful.

Zheng Xuan closed his eyes and sat upright behind the table, while Guan Yan stood at the table and stared at Zheng Xuan.

A quarter of an hour passed, neither of them spoke. Ningshendi Sandalwood could not make Guan Yanning divine. Guan Yan's heart became more and more anxious, and he finally couldn't help but speak.

At this time, Zheng Xuan let out a sigh, opened his eyes slightly, and whispered: "Wen De, you are wondering why I chanted the opening words of "Twenty-Four National Policy"?"

He also knew about "Twenty-Four National Policy"? Guan Yan absolutely believed that Zheng Xuan must have a close relationship with the Guan clan in Qingzhou!

With a clear heart in his heart, Guan Yan was not as hanged as he began. Guan Yan smiled slightly and clasped his fists and said, "All Zheng is well-versed in ancient times and the present should know this "Twenty-Four National Policy"!"

Zheng Xuan looked at Guan Yan: "Haha, are you Guan Ang's son?"

Guan Ang was the head of Guan Yan's father for three days. It seems that Zheng Xuan is also closely related to the Guan clan.

Guan Yan nodded without saying a word when he heard this. Zheng Xuan looked out the window, and there seemed to suddenly remember many things in his turbid eyes: "Wen De, when I was young, I met my grandfather Guan Jie. Jie Wen Mao Dexin is really a model for us. To be a disciple of Jie, I lived alone at the foot of Hefeng Mountain for three years. Finally, I felt that Jie Gong was not named as a master and apprentice, but as a master and apprentice. Three years later, I was loved by Jie Gong and borrowed the "Twenty-Four National Policy" passed down by Guan Yiwu for three days to study. Those three days were really a blessing in my life! If there was no Jie Gong, I would never have achieved what I have today!"

It turned out to be my grandfather's apprentice, that is, my uncles and uncles. Just as I thought of this, Zheng Xuan said again: "Wende, I am also a brother to your father back then. If you call my uncle in the future!"

Oh, if such a big person takes the initiative to be his backer, if you don’t recognize him, you will be a fool!

Guan Yan immediately bowed: "Yan greets Uncle Zheng!"

Zheng Xuan stood up with a smile and helped Guan Yan up: "Please get up with a good nephew. Today I will see Mr. Jie's grandson. I will die with my eyes closed!"

Suddenly, Zheng Xuan's face became solemn, his eyes stared at Guan Yan's hand, and said with a trembling trembling: "Mo Ling Jade?! Wende, how could this Mo Ling Jade be in your hands? You are now the leader of the Guan clan?"

Guan Yan nodded and said with a little sadness: "My father has passed away before the New Year!"

Although Zheng Xuan had already guessed in his heart, when he heard Guan Yan say it in person, Zheng Xuan closed his eyes tightly, rushed to a dizzy moment, and sighed deeply: "God is jealous of talents! If it were not for the Guan family's ancestors, the Guan family could be the "Three Lords" for generations!"

The ancestral teachings of the Guan clan are "not born in troubled times"! This is the ancestral teachings set by Guan Zhong to protect his tribe. Since then, the descendants of the Guan clan have followed the ancestral teachings. Even with the unique theory of governing the country left by Guan Zhong, they never hold a single official position. Although their reputation is not obvious, they have indeed protected the health of this clan for hundreds of years.

Guan Yan didn't know how to comfort the "Three Kings" of the world, only Vino said: "Uncle, please feel sorry for me."

Zheng Xuan waved his hand: "Mr. Jie Gong's kindness, I have not yet received a good reward, but Brother Ang has left me before! The Guan clan has always been a small family. I'm afraid that the only one of your descendants will be left after Guan Zhong?"

It’s not that the population is too small, but that he has already felt his pulse! Guan Yan rolled his eyes and looked up and said, “That’s right, Yan was young and was responsible for the tribe leader, for fear of a rebellion and letting down his ancestors and ancestors, so he asked his uncle to help his nephew more.”

When Zheng Xuan heard this, his face said, "That's natural. If I don't help you, what will I look like after greeting you? "

Zheng Xuan lowered his head and thought: "Wen De, who did you have ever entered?"

"My nephew is under the sect of General Cheqi!"

"That old man Huangfu Song!" Zheng Xuan shook his head: "Huangfu Song is strong, but has high moral character but has no literary talent. If you continue for a long time, it will be unfavorable to study with you! Let's do this. I will take time to go to the General's Mansion of the Cheqi and Qi, and tell the old man that you will also worship under my disciples and follow me to Beihai to study carefully!"

Guan Yan was shocked: Go to Beihai? I finally got the position of General Hu Ben. If I went to Beihai, wouldn’t I be white again?

It’s not that Guan Yan is greedy for official positions, but that Guan Yan will be formed after a few years of war between heroes. If he doesn’t hurry up and consolidate his strength at this time, he may have to be slaughtered by that time!
Chapter completed!