On the second day, Duguwu burned incense and set up an altar, and officially put twenty-four disciples into the door wall. Everyone was finally selected after exposure of the body and was finally selected. However, Wu Bai, the bearded man, was listed in the list without any sweat without any effort to blow the dust. Although others were a little dissatisfied, he looked like he was hundreds of years old, so he couldn't say anything.

The twenty-four disciples were coordinated and planned by Dugu Wu and distributed them one by one. Wu Bai naturally returned to the high ground. In addition, Xia Fei, who had helped build Luoxia Fort, and a young Langxing, were also assigned to him.

Ye Saihua got his wish and worshipped Yi Cangsheng with tender skin and flesh; Zhuge Feng even got the only female disciple Guan Biyu among the twenty-four people, and Lu Dakui, who was as black as he was but two shorter than him.

Yan Mingyu, Qiqi, Zhuge Chen, Shifang and Dugu Dandanlan also got three disciples.

It seemed that no one was at a loss and no one benefited from it. However, seeing Yi Cangsheng's face as if he was a mourning mother and Zhuge Feng's face were filled with joy, it was obvious that some families were happy and some families were sad.

Gao Zu also had a unique intention to name the twenty-four three-generation disciples "Twenty-Four Pigs" (note: pig, meaning of wild boar). Under the unanimous opposition of the crowd, he had to change it to "Twenty-Four Blades", which was the sharpest person to take the army.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, the masters and apprentices gathered at a table to share a banquet. In order to show their solemnity, Zhuge Feng had never eaten so politely. Gao Ke and others watched him look at the quiet slow motion of tearing the chicken into his mouth with extremely careful care, and couldn't help but feel nauseated.

His only female disciple Guan Biyu has a clear personality and is lively. She was a little surprised to see Zhuge Feng like this, but she soon felt relieved. She had seen her master as powerful as the other ones, and was happy from the bottom of her heart. Now, looking at his appearance, she seemed to be a great husband with both civil and military strength.

Then Lu Dakui learned enough of Zhuge Feng's previous voracious eating style, drinking big bowls of wine and eating big pieces of meat, which was extremely generous.

Guan Biyu looked at her master with admiration on the side, and for a long time he couldn't help asking: "Master, what books do you read except practicing martial arts?"

Zhuge Feng was stunned and thought to himself that you asked this question. Usually, I don’t read any books except practicing martial arts, so how could I say anything about books? But I can’t answer this way. How could I give such a beautiful girl a bad image of being ignorant?

He smiled "humble" and thought about the bibliography he copied on weekdays, and said nonsense: "On weekdays, I read a lot of books, and I have no boundaries in my knowledge. People must constantly enrich themselves... What books do I usually read, such as Sun Tzu's Art of War, Meng De's new book, Jin Pingmei..."

"Jin Ping Mei?" Guan Biyu blinked her beautiful eyes, wondering if she had heard it wrong, but she seemed to be a dirty book in her impression.

Zhuge Feng suddenly realized that he had let go and hurriedly covered up, "I mean, I never read books like Jin Ping Mei."

"Oh." Guan Biyu covered her small mouth with her hands and breathed a long sigh, extremely cute.

She picked up a few bites of the dishes and asked Zhuge Feng again: "Master, what you just said are some military books involving marching and fighting. I wonder if you have any research on poetry, lyrics and songs?"

Zhuge Feng's expression seemed to be choked, and he coughed several times: "Yes, yes, of course, I like poetry and lyrics the most in my daily life."

"Great, Master, you are so awesome!" Guan Biyu couldn't express joy and encouragement. Her vision was really accurate. The master is indeed a person with both civil and military skills. She said with great interest: "Then Master, please recite a few poems for us to help you liven up."

"Ah? Uh, OK, of course." Zhuge Feng thought about the poem he often said in the high place. When he was anxious, he really remembered it. He pretended to be affectionate and recited it decently: "The moonlight in front of the bed, two pairs of shoes on the ground; he looked up at the bright moon and looked down at the girl."

The black boy Lu Dakui burst out with a puff, and saliva splashed everywhere. Guan Biyu stared at Zhuge Feng with her wonderful eyes, and then smiled awkwardly after a while: "Master, you are so... so humorous."

There was no lively place on their table between Yi Cangsheng not far away. Yi Cangsheng's two apprentices Zhou Xiang and Huang Yi held up chopsticks and looked at the table full of wine and food, but they had no way to eat it.

The eight plates of dishes were collected by Ye Saihua and piled up in front of Yi Cangsheng. She also raised the cup boldly and kept persuading Yi Cangsheng: "It is a saying that you are destined to meet thousands of miles away. Let's get together today, that's fate. Come on, after doing this cup, from today on, I, Saihua, will take good care of you."

Yi Cangsheng couldn't laugh, and he couldn't cry, so he couldn't cry, so he picked up the tea bowl in front of him and drank it all.

Ye Saihua praised: "Master, you are so good at drinking."

Yi Cangsheng was stunned and pointed to the tea bowl: "Do you drink? Isn't it tea? Who changed it for me?" After saying that, he felt a surge of alcohol surge, his head dizzy, and he slapped on the table.

Ye Saihua saw that her master was drunk and lying on the table, and her handsome face looked even more pleasing against the backdrop of alcohol. She couldn't help but feel drunk. She looked at him greedily and admiringly for a while, and suddenly remembered something in her mind, and her face turned red.

She didn't care about eating anymore, so she stepped forward to help Yi Cangsheng back to her room to rest. As soon as her hand was put on Yi Cangsheng's waist, she suddenly pinched her wrist. A strong force came. Ye Saihua immediately felt a biting pain, and her wrist seemed to be crushed. She let out her wrist with a low cry, and she grinned and raised her eyes. However, Qiqi's almond eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows were staring at her. Her face was chilling, which could almost freeze the living.

"You, what are you doing?" Ye Saihua was forced by her momentum and could hardly even speak.

"I will help your master go back to the room to rest." Qiqi's faint expression showed a clear look of disgust. "Also, it is inappropriate to say "you" when you talk to me. You should call me "you". Of course, you can also call me the master's wife." After that, she no longer looked at Ye Saihua and helped Yi Cangsheng go away.

Ye Saihua rubbed her wrist that was so painful that she was pinched and thought to herself that this master's wife was jealous. Why would she use such a lot of strength? I really can't tell that a delicate little beauty actually has such deep skills.
Chapter completed!