It is important to know that the relationship between master and apprentice in this era is more like a relative than some relatives, and the phrase "a teacher for one day, a father for life" is not simply said.

But it is true, for example, when Confucius's favorite student Yan Hui died, Confucius was extremely sad, and sighed to the heavens and the earth: "Heaven mourns! Heaven forbid! ”

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

With Shu An's words, Xue Rengui's face showed a look of shame, and he seemed to have misunderstood the teacher.

"You can see where your letters are sent every year as a teacher."

Shu An's voice continued to sound, yes, this Xue Rengui has the existence of a childhood sweetheart.

Even if he has followed him for so many years without breaking letters, it would be strange to say that there is nothing greasy in it.

Of course, Shu An has never been a person who beats mandarin ducks, not to mention that history also has a lot of records for this childhood sweetheart, Mrs. Xue Rengui.

So on top of this matter, he just wanted to see Xue Rengui's reaction, but fortunately, even if this disciple was rich, he hadn't forgotten this childhood sweetheart.

"Teacher."

Xue Rengui's face couldn't help but feel a sense of fire, as if his secrets for many years had been revealed.

However, he was also secretly relieved in his heart, because his teacher didn't stop it.

"You've been following your teacher for several years, but have you ever wanted to go back and have a look?"

Shu An's eyes fell on Xue Rengui and he said slowly, if you count it, he hasn't passed through that place since he took Xue Rengui that year.

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

Although there seem to be some people who seem to be indifferent to their hometown, Shu An knows that the more things he doesn't care about on the surface, the more he wants to protect the existence.

As for the reason, Shu An is also clear, that is, the concept of people in this era, if he is not famous, why do he return to his hometown to face his parents and neighbors.

Even in later generations, there are many people who have similar thoughts, let alone this era.

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

Xue Rengui's face instantly stiffened, as if he didn't expect his teacher to talk about it, but then his heart began to beat.

In the past, he did have some hesitation, but now he has become an Anbeibo, a member of the nobles, and he can be regarded as a success.

"Wealth does not return to the hometown, like brocade clothes at night."

Looking at Xue Rengui's moving appearance, Shu An added another fire and said loudly.

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

"Go back, change the armor, prepare for two days, the division has already prepared things, you can ask the emperor to resign."

Shu An's voice sounded slowly, it can be regarded as an arrangement for this disciple, after so many years, it is time to go back and take a look.

If you count it, his birthplace is in Chang'an, but for him who has crossed over, there is a sense of alienation after all, and which hometown in his memory is destined to not be able to go back.

"Yes, Teacher!"

Xue Rengui looked at his teacher's thoughts, and couldn't help but say something.

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

In the few years he has been following the teacher, he has seen the teacher's demeanor like this, and he has long been accustomed to it.

"The fallen leaves are all back to the roots!"

Looking at Xue Rengui's departing figure, Shu An's eyes were blurred and he muttered softly.

.......

Jiangzhou Longmen, Hedong Road

In a wealthy mansion, a young girl in the prime of her life 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."

The girl's soft voice sounded, and there was a hint of clarity in her words, although she knew that it was a letter from a few months ago, but it was enough to surprise.

"Miss, something is wrong."

At this moment, an anxious voice sounded in the girl's ears, with a hint of anxiety on her face, it was a girl dressed as a maid.

"Xiaoyuan, what's wrong?"

The girl's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in her words.

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

This maid named Xiaoyuan looked even more anxious and said loudly, she heard this news when she passed by the lobby just now, and immediately came to tell her own young lady.

"What?"

The girl's eyes showed a hint of surprise and she said loudly, and then her face turned ugly, but she reacted immediately.

"Xiaoyuan, go and inquire about the news!"

At this time, in the county office, a middle-aged fat man wearing a county order costume looked at the information in his hand with a look on his face, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.

"What, Anbei Bo will return to his hometown in a few days."

The name of this county magistrate is Yang Dazhuang, of course, since he became the county magistrate, he is not strong, but obese.

However, at this time, there was a trace of doubt on the face of this Yang Dazhuang, who was this An Beibo.

But no matter who it is, this fat man knows that the uncle who can be born in his hometown must have a good relationship.

As the saying goes, being an official in Chang'an is superior to others when you go out, and this era is also applicable, not to mention an uncle, but it is comparable to the history of a state assassin, not a small county order can afford to provoke.

"Someone, hurry up and help the official prepare the carriage, the official will personally go to welcome the uncle back home."

Yang Dazhuang showed a hint of shrewdness on his face and said, if he serves this uncle well, maybe he can go further in the future.

To know that this is his hometown, presumably this uncle's words must be paid attention to from time to time, and his will come, and it is up to him whether he can grasp it.

.......

On the road leading to Longmen County, Jiangzhou, a group of people galloped on horseback, and Xue Rengui, who was one of the first riders, showed a trace of nostalgia on his face.

Even though he hadn't returned to his hometown for a few years, it still made Xue Rengui feel familiar.

And there are people waiting for him here, remembering his teacher's words before leaving, which made Xue Rengui's face red.

"Don't let down the girl's family for too long."

This couldn't help but make Xue Rengui more determined in his heart, in addition to paying tribute to his ancestors, then he had to solve the problem of starting a family.