After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Yan Yun was extremely intelligent and had a photographic memory.

Huiming taught him his skills very quickly.

In just two moments, he had memorized the practice diagram, clarified his doubts, and returned to the main hall with Huiming.

At this time, the abbot was no longer in the main hall.

Obviously, it is impossible for the master of the temple to wait for such a long time.

"Brother Yun, are you done? The abbot said that once you're done here, we can leave directly."

Master Yan said to Yan Yun.

Yan Yun suppressed the sadness in his heart, thanked Huiming politely and said goodbye, then returned to the carriage with the three elders of the Yan family.

On the way back, the three of them were curious about the transmission of skills, but Yan Yun was not interested.

Master Yan San, the most perceptive of the three, finally noticed Yan Yun's abnormal behavior today.

Thinking about the whole thing, I couldn't help but frowned.

Back at the Yan residence, Master Yan San said:

"Brother Yun, come with me."

The two of them entered Master Yan San's study together.

Master Yan San personally brewed a pot of tea for him and handed the poured tea to Yan Yun.

After a long while, he sighed and said:

"Brother Yun, you are the pride and hope of our entire Yan family, so you can't do anything stupid."

It was not until today that he understood why this nephew with extraordinary talent had always avoided marriage in the past.

It seems that this unrivaled top scholar had his heart thrown somewhere it shouldn't have been.

"It's normal for young people to admire Ai. But there are some things that you shouldn't covet, understand?"

Yan Yun only felt that the tea in his mouth was extremely bitter.

He whispered:

"Don't worry, Uncle San. I understand everything."

He is no longer the young man who was full of vigor and vitality but ignorant of the world.

The temple master is not an ordinary woman. Even though her attitude is gentle, her majesty is becoming more and more serious when I saw her today.

If his thoughts offend the master, the entire Yan family will be implicated.

This answer made Master Yan San feel relieved, and he advised:

"In that case, you should give up your delusions and get married and have children. The granddaughter of Lord Lin has always had a fondness for you. Your third aunt has also seen her. The girl has excellent character and appearance..."

Yan Yun rejected it without hesitation:

"Uncle San, I'm in this situation now, and I don't want to delay others."

If he got married, he wouldn't be able to have even the slightest delusion.

Moreover, he already knew what it felt like to want something but not get it, and he didn't want to drag others into the same painful and hopeless vortex.

That Miss Lin should have a husband who can treat her wholeheartedly.

Seeing Master Yan San's worried look, Yan Yun once again solemnly promised:

"Uncle San, you can rest assured. Your nephew knows what to do and what not to do, and will never bring disaster to the Yan family."

Even if it was just a delusion, even if there would never be a response, he still wanted to keep this affection deep in his heart.

*

While Yan Yun was studying the Xinggong Tu with Huiming, Chen Qingzhu confirmed something with Old Master Yan, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple.

Tan Song, the commander-in-chief of Southern Zhili, was executed in the autumn without any room for maneuver.

Before the conviction, the Tan family went through many channels to try to reduce Tan Song's guilt.

But no one dared to take over this hot potato.

Because everyone knows that this time His Majesty is determined to use Tan Song's death to win the hearts of the people.

Therefore, after more than a month of investigation and interrogation, Tan Song was finally sentenced to death.

After confirming this, Chen Qingzhu began to practice while waiting for follow-up.

*

On the ninth day of August, Tan Song was executed directly in the city of Nando.

There were huge crowds of people watching.

The emperor personally sent an imperial envoy to supervise the execution of the beheading.

Following the imperial envoy's order, the executioner's knife fell on Tan Song's neck, blood gushed out, and his head fell to the ground.

This powerful official who had been dominating Nanzhili for several years ended his life in this way.

Thanks to the Jinyiwei's hard work in publicity, the investigation and prosecution of Tan Song did not reduce the popularity among the people as time went by.