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Chapter Thirteen Teacher and Foster Father

Cai Yong taught Liu Cang another lesson. As expected, these great Confucian scholars who were highly praised by scholars were not easy to deal with.

Thinking about it, the overall cultural level of the Eastern Han Dynasty was not as low as once thought.

The Han people are pragmatic and attach great importance to ethics. If they don't have some abilities that are different from ordinary people, not everyone would dare to take the title of great Confucian.

"In the history of the Eastern Han Dynasty, do you still want to be loyal to Liu Hong? Isn't it miserable enough to be cheated?" Liu Cang frowned and said, letting go of the wonder in his heart and facing Cai Yong who showed a somewhat childish complacency.

Cai Yong's early experiences and deeds have long been spread throughout the Han Dynasty. I am afraid that some thoughtful people's operations are indispensable.

Liu Cang's tone made Cai Yong slightly stagnant, but there was no expression of too much surprise.

"Haha, you are more arrogant than your brother, no wonder you can get along with him easily." Cai Yong said to Liu Cang with a meaningful smile.

Liu Cang's calling the emperor by his first name was considered disrespectful, but this kind of disrespect only went so far.

Moreover, with Liu Bei's statement from Prince Jing of Zhongshan in front of him, Liu Cang suddenly showed disrespect for the royal family, but Cai Yong did not find it strange.

After all, as far as the old Liu family is concerned, Liu Hong can be considered lucky and was just promoted from the private sector.

"Don't talk about those things that are available or not." Liu Cang waved his hands, neither refuting nor commenting.

"Haha." Cai Yong chuckled. Seeing that Liu Cang was really angry, he shook his head and continued.

"This is not a matter of pure loyalty. I have planned it for myself. Don't worry, just tell it to Luoyang." Cai Yong explained.

"Do you want to seek pardon with this?" After listening to Cai Yong's explanation, Liu Cang frowned and thought, unsure for a moment.

"Oh, you are very wise and foolish. You are not like this country man, but you don't know whether it is good or bad." After the exchange, an unexpected expression appeared on Cai Yong's face for the first time.

Even if Liu Cang guessed his identity, even if Liu Cang knew his deeds, Cai Yong was not surprised.

But at this time, Liu Cang understood everything at once, which made Cai Yong feel Liu Cang's sensitivity to worldly affairs.

This kind of shrewdness can't really be said to be good or bad. As a country citizen, if you think about things simply and recklessly, you can live a stable life.

If you see the world too clearly and don't have that level of identity, it will only increase your troubles and may even lead to trouble.

"It is best to use this book to make people talk about you, to publicize your reputation for loyalty, and to include some beautification of His Majesty in it, to read about your reputation among scholars, and to ask His Majesty to pardon your exile.

Can you record these gorgeous words you gave him into the annals of history?"

Looking at some records about the current dynasty in the book, Liu Cang twitched the corners of his mouth, as if looking at a bad thing, and said to Cai Yong.

The great Confucians these days are really not pedantic.

"Is this a bit low-end?" Seeing Cai Yong's face, Liu Cang slightly questioned it, although he knew that Cai Yong seemed to have been pardoned by Liu Hong in history.

"How high-end do you want to be when it comes to mediating? You are young and have no knowledge or skills. Do you really think that you can learn on your own without a teacher!?" Cai Yong seemed to be embarrassed by what Liu Cang said, so he cursed in a low voice.

Well, mediation, well, it doesn’t seem to be that high-end.

To mediate, you need to have a strategy, but the more important thing is to foreshadow and have an equal identity.

Liu Cang had never summarized this kind of concept, but he vaguely understood it in his heart and inexplicably understood Cai Yong's statement.

The so-called learning and art in this era have never been about memorizing and reciting books, let alone simply reciting poems and painting.

"Teacher? Do you still want to be my teacher?" Liu Cang had a strange expression, straightened his body, and looked at Cai Yong who seemed to be angry and said.

Since they met Cai Yong, they had no shortage of arguments, but Cai Yong never talked about what Liu Cang should learn, and he never talked about any topics related to the teacher.

"Well, although Shuzi is stubborn, he can still be considered a talent that can be developed."

"I have made my identity clear today, are you willing to accept me as your master?" There was no ambiguity. Cai Yong's attitude became more serious, and his words used less common idioms and became more rigid.

"It's a bit of a waste... How about forget it?" Liu Cang thought for a moment, his expression a little embarrassed. Little Cai Yan looked nervous at the side, but the final words Liu Cang said made Cai Yan's eyes well up with tears.

"You...said it was a waste! I have been a great scholar in the past, and in this Han Dynasty, anyone who wants to join my family is like a carp crossing the river!" Unexpectedly, Liu Cang refused, and hearing his words again, Cai Yong became furious.

"No, please don't be anxious first. You see, we get along well with each other, just like a family, haha." Seeing that Cai Yong was really anxious, Liu Cang hurriedly dissuaded Hanxiao.

"Shu Zi, who is your family? If your name is not correct and your words are not correct, how can you be a family!?" Cai Yong cursed angrily, but for a moment he looked thoughtful.

"Huh? You...you are so greedy!" Cai Yong was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have thought of something. When he looked at Liu Cang's expression, Liu Cang laughed angrily.

"Why are you greedy? We get along well. If I ask you for help with something, will you not help me?" Liu Cang was embarrassed by his smile and looked equally bad.

"So what if I don't help you?" Cai Yong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Tsk, I saved you from danger, but if you don't help, your reputation will be ruined." Liu Cang clicked his tongue.

The two people's words became more and more biased, and their words became less and less nice. If it were anyone else, the two of them would have turned the table over.

However, since they got along, the two of them have long been accustomed to this kind of quarrel, and Cai Yan's tears disappeared and he rolled his eyes behind Liu Cang's back.

"Shu Zi, you don't want to be shy, how can you save me from danger?" Cai Yong leaned back on the seat, took a sip of tea, and glanced at Liu Cang with disdain.

"Okay, okay, I won't give you any nonsense." Liu Cang waved his hand.

This old guy has problems with his understanding of the world. Liu Cang knows that he eats his food and drinks his food. Needless to say, it is useless.

And Liu Cang also knew that if he didn't like the other party, a person like Cai Yong would probably starve to death without going to the other party's home for food and accommodation.

"I have a close relationship with you. What will happen if I become my teacher? What if you recommend another famous teacher to me? Isn't there some Sima Hui or Pang Degong in Yingchuan?" Liu Cang said to Cai Yong.

"Hahahaha, you are rude, very rude. If I hadn't known what you were thinking, I would have given you and the Liu family a bad name." Cai Yong laughed. Although he was scolding, there was no anger in his tone.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Liu Cang is neither stupid nor naive. On the contrary, Cai Yong knows that this boy is precocious and shrewd. The key is that this boy is not cheating by caring for him closely.

Cai Yong knew that Liu Cang's so-called "close relationship" was not too snobbish and hypocritical. He finally understood what this boy meant by waste.

This silly boy really wanted to classify him as a family member.

"I don't know the etiquette, which makes me laugh at my generosity. I am not close to the Yingchuan family, or there may be some suspicion that they are antagonistic. How can the power of the world be so simple?" Cai Yong shook his head.

"Your idea is already treacherous. You still despise the book of rites given to you. Don't mess with me again. Since we are a family, you can become your disciple immediately." Cai Yong said seriously to Liu Cang.

"How about recognizing your father?" Liu Cang said with some guilt.

Liu Cang was a little surprised when Cai Yong said he was at odds with the Yingchuan family, but Liu Cang suddenly realized that the world's families are not monolithic.

There were many conflicts in the south and the north, but Liu Cang was still somewhat reluctant to let Liu Cang worship Cai Yong as his disciple.

Cai Yong is an honest man, and Liu Cang likes to get along with him.

But an honest person is definitely not a good leader, especially in the face of the coming century-old chaos. Nowadays, becoming a disciple is a matter of personal life and death to a large extent.

Liu Cang's words of "recognizing his father" shocked Cai Yong. There was obviously no orthodox teacher-student relationship between him and his adoptive father.

Liu Cang now has no relatives. When Cai Yong accepted Liu Cang as his disciple, he originally planned to raise him as his son, but he preferred the relationship between teacher and student.

While Cai Yong was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that Liu Cang was not looking at him, but turned his head from time to time, his eyes scanning over and over again at his daughter.

Cai Yong's eyes widened, and he suddenly understood what Liu Cang was referring to, and the foul words Liu Cang often used in his mouth could not help but pop up in his heart.
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