Wen Shaoan politely cupped his hands in greeting to Yu Shu and then said,
"I went to visit your residence and heard that Miss Yu went out to visit friends. I guessed that you were trying to avoid idlers, so I asked around and finally found this restaurant. So, I came to try my luck."
"You're lucky. Please sit down." Yu Shu reached out her hand and invited him. She walked forward and sat on the seat next to him.
Wen Shaoan cautiously sat back, touched the teacup in his hand, and slowly took two sips.
Yu Shu still remembered clearly that when she first met Wen Shao 'an, he was very down and out. That was before the Dayan examination. He was living in a crowded Peiren Hall. He was poor and even got beaten up because he overcharged someone for a word reading.
Later, he got into the top three in the Dayan Examination and was recruited by Liu Tan. A month ago, he became a substitute like her and participated in the ancestral worship at the Imperial Mausoleum.
In fact, she had always been curious about Wen Shaoan's background. He was obviously the son of the Wenchen aristocratic family in the north, but he didn't look like a young master taught by a noble family in the north at all. He looked like someone who didn't have a father and mother who didn't love him.
"I took the liberty to meet you today because I have a favor to ask." Wen Shao 'an's voice was stiff, but he looked into Yu Shu's eyes directly.
Yu Shu thought, 'This is another person who wants to learn the death technique.'
"I want to worship Miss Yu as my master."
'What?'
Yu Shu blinked her eyes as if she didn't hear clearly, "What did Wen Xianglang say just now?"
Wen Shaoan stood up and took a step forward in front of Yu Shu. He lifted the corner of his clothes and knelt down in front of her,
"Please take me as your disciple and teach me the death technique."
Yu Shu looked at the person kneeling on the ground and was amused.
Other people came to her to borrow the death technique. Even if they had ulterior motives, no one dared to say it out loud. This Wen Shaoan, however, openly worshiped her as his master.
Wen Shaoan looked up and saw that Yu Shu did not speak. His heart was beating fast. He wiped the sweat off his palms, gritted his teeth, and said fiercely,
"If Miss Yu is willing to accept me as your disciple, I will definitely listen to everything you say in the future. As long as you are willing to teach me the Death Sealing Technique, even if you want me to commit murder and arson, I will dare to do it without so much as a frown."
Yu Shu raised her eyebrows, clasped her hands on her knees, and took off the polite expression on her face.
"Wen Shao 'an, how many Master Yi do you think there are in An Ling City who want to learn the Death Judgement technique? If everyone kowtowed in front of me and said that they wanted to be my disciple, I would accept them and teach them the ultimate techniques of my sect. Do you think that their brains are not clear, or that I am not clear? "
Wen Shao 'an looked ashamed, but he did not change his original intention. "I am different from them. I sincerely want to be your disciple."
"Who is not sincere when praying to Buddha?" Yu Shu sneered and was impatient to reason with him. She raised her hand and asked him to leave,
"You can go back. My master is far away. I haven't learned well myself, so why should I accept a disciple? You are asking the wrong person."
However, Wen Shao 'an refused to get up. He looked at Yu Shu with his eyes stubbornly,
"You are more capable than me. We went through the Great Yan Dynasty in the same year, and we both had poor lives. However, in just half a year, I was still in the outer court of Prince Jing and couldn't make a name for myself, but you are already a female fortune teller praised by everyone. You have the courage to go against Han Wenguang, and you have the courage to eradicate the Ji family. You are also the brother and sister of the eldest son of the Xue family, and you are on good terms with the future Princess Jing. No student in the entire Imperial Historian's Library can surpass you. I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I want to be your disciple not only for the Death Judgement technique, but also because I want to learn your methods and become outstanding."
His words were sincere and sincere but Yu Shu only listened to the last sentence. Her eyes turned and she narrowed her eyes to look at him for a while before saying,
"If I remember correctly, you are the young master of the Wen Chen family in the north. If you want to become outstanding, instead of coming to beg someone who is not related to you, why don't you go home and pay your respects to your ancestors?"
Hearing this, Wen Shao 'an's body stiffened. He lowered his head and said in a low voice,
"You probably don't know my background, that's why you said that. Although my surname is Wen, I have never thought of myself as a member of that family. They also never put me in their eyes. "
"Oh?" Yu Shu was puzzled. She had already guessed that he wasn't doing well in the Wen family. Looking at it now, he was even more miserable than she had imagined.
Wen Shao 'an had come with the determination to do so. In the beginning, when he was facing Yu Shu, he was a bit hesitant. But since he had already knelt, there was nothing he couldn't say.
"The Wen Chen family in the north has been passed down to the eighth generation. Now the master of the family is my biological grandfather, Wen Chen Bo 'an. My biological father was the second son of the first wife. When he was young, he was always ill. In order to make up for the bad luck, he married my mother according to the eight characters of the eight characters of the Wen family. "
"My mother was born in a small local official's family. She was not good enough for the second young master of the Wen family. Since she married into the Wen Chen family, she was looked down upon by everyone. But she was kind and never cared about it. She wholeheartedly served my father's decoctions and medicine. Later, my father's health gradually improved and my mother was pregnant with me. Finally, there was some hope in life. Unexpectedly, at this time, a Taoist priest came to the house. He said that he was a master from Mount Longhu and was invited as a guest by the master of the family. When the Taoist priest saw my mother, he pointed at her belly. "
"This is the root of evil and brings bad luck to the father. The rise and fall of the whole family depends on one son."
Everyone in the Wen family believed the Taoist priest's words. Wen Shao 'an's mother was not likable to begin with. Now that the second young master had recovered, the daughter of a small official was even more disagreeable to the family.
As a result, Old Madame Wen opened her mouth and wanted her second son to divorce his wife. Old Madame Wen was weak by nature and could not resist, so he wrote a divorce letter, listing his wife's unvirtuous and unfilial behavior, and secretly drove Old Madame Wen out through the small door.
Mother Wen had always been weak and easy to bully. No one expected that she would bribe the woman who poisoned her and keep the child in her belly.
Mother Wen knew that her maiden family was snobbish. She was afraid that she would harm the child if she went back, so she hid in the countryside outside the city. Half a year later, she gritted her teeth and gave birth to the child.
She did not know that after she left the Xin family, the second young master, who had been in good health, fell ill for no reason. Old Madam Wen was busy marrying a second wife who was of equal status to him. However, in less than three years, the second young master passed away due to illness. Since then, he only had one wife and two concubines. He did not leave any children.
Wen Shao 'an sneered, "This is clearly retribution. However, the Wen family did not think so. They heard about my mother and me from somewhere. They knew that my mother gave birth to a child, so they blamed my father's death on me. They believed that I was the one who caused my father's death."
The second young master of the Wen family died of illness. There was no one left for the family, which was not good for the prosperity of the family. Out of various considerations, the Wen family forcibly took the mother and son back.
However, Father Wen left behind a wife and concubines. Mother Wen, the ex-wife, changed from a legal marriage to living under someone else's roof. She lived a more difficult life with her young son under all kinds of malicious and cold eyes.
Since Wen Shao 'an was sensible, he knew that he was different from others. In the Wen family, his status as the young master was lower than that of a servant. Even the maids of his stepmother could beat and scold him at will.
All year round, he only wore two pieces of clothing. He wore the autumn clothes in the east and the summer clothes in the spring. He squeezed into a corner room with his mother. He could only sneak out to play when it was dark.
Mother Wen was really a pitiful person. She had been wronged for half of her life. She watched her son being tortured. Finally, one day, she could not stand it anymore. She took Wen Shao 'an and escaped from the Wen family on a cold night in December.
However, her intention was discovered early. As soon as she left the house, she was caught by several evil servants and sent to the upper room.
That year, Wen Shao 'an was just seven years old. It was the second time he saw his grandparents. It was also the first time that Old Madam Wen looked at him coldly. Old Master Wen asked for the family law and broke one of his mother's legs.
"My mother broke one of her legs and was locked in the woodshed for a month. Every day, I stole some cold food from the kitchen to feed her. She gritted her teeth and survived. My mother said that she was afraid that if she died, I would suffer alone and no one would accompany me. "
Wen Shao 'an's voice became hoarse. Those nightmarish days were something that he could not forget even if he wanted to.
He was silent for a while and said in a low voice again,
Mother Wen didn't dare to run away with her son after she broke one of her legs. However, she didn't want her son to be bullied for the rest of his life. She wanted to teach her son well. Sooner or later, he would leave the tiger's den and the wolf's den.
However, she was an incompetent woman. What could she teach her son?
Fortunately, Wen Shao 'an's father was not a heartless person. When Wen Shao' an's mother left home, he secretly sent someone to follow her. Even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. He knew that Wen Shao 'an was born, so he didn't want to hurt him. When he was dying, he found his trusted servant and gave him a book of the Wen family's fortune-telling skill that he secretly copied. He asked the servant to find a suitable opportunity to give it to his poor ex-wife.
"Although my mother was born in a small family, she was literate. The Wen family didn't allow me to go to school, so she secretly taught me. In these years, I learned the fortune-telling skill that my father left for me. After that, I dared to go to the capital alone to take the imperial examination."
Wen Shao 'an was undoubtedly talented. The fortune-telling skill that Wen Shao' an's father left was only a part of the Wen family's unique skill. However, he mastered it without any guidance from Teacher Yi.
In order to go to the capital, he knelt in front of Master Wen's courtyard for two days before he was allowed to go. When he left home, he didn't care about the ridicule and sarcasm. He just kept his mother's words in his heart.
"My son, after you go, don't come back. Find a job and live a good life."
"That's what my mother told me. She told me not to go back. But even if I die, I won't leave her behind."
Wen Shao 'an suddenly raised his head. His eyes were already red. He stared at Yu Shu, and there was a deep obsession in his eyes.
"From the day I left my mother, I made a vow. Five years, give me five years, and I will take her out of the Wen Family in a grand manner. No one will dare to look down on her, laugh at her, or humiliate her!"
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