After leaving, Ma Mingfeng's heart did not calm down for a long time. It seemed that his relationship with this teacher was quite complicated. He was both a master and apprentice, but not a normal master and apprentice. He had similarities in the eyes of heroes, but also had differences in political views. He could not only cooperate with each other to a certain extent, but also had conflicts.

Ma Mingfeng was silent all the way, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Although you don't regard me as a disciple, I always regard you as a teacher. Although we have different political views, I believe that they have the same destination. Paying attention to instruments will indeed create a utilitarian mind, but this is a historical trend and cannot be stopped by one or two people. Even if I, China, confronted with the whole country, will only last for two hundred years at most. Two hundred years later, China, under the strong ships and cannons of the great powers, the pain I experienced is much more profound than that of your teacher. Since I have come here, I will definitely not allow the tragedy in two hundred years to happen again. Therefore, I will persist in it no matter what. Please forgive my disciples for being unworthy."

Ma Mingfeng returned home bitterly all the way, which made Yang Wencong and Li, who saw this scene, worried. Could something have happened?

When Ma Mingfeng saw their expressions, he immediately realized what they were thinking, and then smiled and said, "I'm fine. At the banquet today, Mr. Shizhai accepted me as his disciple."

"Ah?" Yang Wencong said in surprise after hearing this: "This is a good thing. Although Mr. Shizhai is in trouble, his reputation is everywhere and represents the world's clear stream. If you take him as your teacher, your career will be smooth all the way. Mr. Shizhai has a very high vision and ordinary talents cannot reach his eyes. It is really difficult to become his disciple, especially in recent years, he has never accepted a disciple. Even I am very envious of you. Why should you cry for such a good thing?"

Ma Mingfeng smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said inwardly: "But my relationship with the teacher is not as you imagined. In private, he does not admit that I am his disciple, but he is still willing to help me. But the more this happens, the more I feel uneasy. How should I repay his kindness to me in this life? In the future, my father will be the chief assistant, so naturally I have to support my ideas. What if the teacher tried his best to stop him, how should I deal with it? Strike him, I am ungrateful and indifferent. With his influence, he will definitely have a great obstacle. I have become Mr. Shizhai as my teacher, but I am not a disciple of Mr. Shizhai. How can I be happy with such a bastard logic?"

However, Ma Mingfeng did not say what he thought. He sighed softly and said, "I just worshipped the teacher, but I am about to face parting. I don't know when I can listen to his teachings in the future? Therefore, I feel so sad."

When Yang Wencong heard this, he felt relieved and laughed: "You were worried about this. It's actually nothing. Mr. Shizhai will definitely return to Beijing to report this time. You have already won the imperial examination and will go to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination soon. I believe that you will meet again by then."

Ma Mingfeng nodded and said, "I think I'm thinking too much when I see you."

When Yang Wencong saw that Ma Mingfeng was fine, he felt relieved, but then he said, "It is said that if you have passed the imperial examination, you should take a good rest next time. However, the spring examination will begin in February next year, and it will take less than half a year. Guiyang is three or four thousand miles away from Beijing. Even if you walk, you may have to walk for three or four months. During this period, you need to go to Nanjing and ask your father to personally guide you to participate in the examination. This period will take at least one or two months, so there will be no more time. So we should plan early and set off north as soon as possible."

Ma Mingfeng nodded after hearing this. In fact, he also thought of this. Although he was willing to stay in Guizhou with beautiful mountains and rivers for a few more days, the key was to see how far his winery developed, but he also knew that time was too late and he really needed to set off as soon as possible.

When Li heard this, tears were almost shedding. Before she could stay with her son enough, she was going to part with her again. I don’t know when this parting will last.

Ma Mingfeng naturally saw this scene, and he sighed secretly in his heart. In fact, it was not just Li who had not been there enough? He also had not been there enough. He was a human being for two lives, so how could he bear to part with such a good mother?

But Ma Mingfeng could only suppress the pain of parting in his heart, and comforted Li with a smile: "Mother doesn't have to be sad. At most, my father will be able to re-official after a few months. Then my mother can meet with her. Wouldn't it be nice for our family to share the joy of family?

"How do you know?" Yang Wencong asked in surprise after hearing Ma Mingfeng's words.

Yang Wenying has been in the officialdom for many years, so he can naturally hear it. Ma Mingfeng's assertion that Ma Shiying's comeback a few months later is not just a comforting word, but a strong sense of confidence.

Ma Mingfeng naturally couldn't tell him that the historical process was like this, but said in a pretentious manner: "This is what the teacher told me, and I don't know why it is."

When Yang Wencong heard this, he immediately said in awe: "It turns out that it was what Mr. Shizhai said, so there is no problem. No, but Luaner, has Mr. Shizhai mentioned me?"

"Teach uncle? What did you do? Why did you ask like this?" Ma Mingfeng asked deliberately pretending to look puzzled.

"Oh, don't pretend anymore. Of course it's about my resumption of office. I can't just keep going like this, right?" Yang Wencong was so amused that his nephew was really good at acting and deliberately made him anxious.

Ma Mingfeng then pretended to be enlightened and said, "Uncle, you will naturally be with my father. As long as my father can come back, will you be missing in the future? What does the teacher need to say in this small thing?"

Yang Wencong was happy after hearing this and said in his heart: "Luan'er's words make sense. As long as the second brother is hopeless for reinstatement, I will have hope. I was too anxious just now. In a hurry, he actually said such stupid words. It seems that my cultivation skills are not good enough."

Li, who was standing by, was also happy from the conversation between Ma Mingfeng and Yang Wencong. She could hear that the son said that the husband's return soon was not used to deceive him. If this was true, she would be able to reunite her family and would no longer have to suffer the pain of separation between the two places.

But then Li thought of a question and sighed and said, "But by then, you probably have already entered Luan'er and you have gone to Beijing to take the exam. We still can't see you. If you want to see you again, are you going to wait for you to finish the exam? Poor kid, what kind of exam do you have to take? How good would it be if you can't pass the exam like your uncle?"
Chapter completed!