Hear the words.

Yan Chaoji's eyes were light and cold, and he glanced at Shen Tang.

The next moment.

Looking at Mrs. Chang, the principal wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Mrs. Chang is right. This prince is naturally kind. I just hope that Mrs. Chang can also distinguish priorities. Chang Ming is Mrs. Chang's daughter, and my maid is just a savior."

Yan Chaoji's tone was slightly contemptuous.

a long time.

The new emperor and his princes and ministers went hunting on horseback.

Mrs. Chang did not go.

Shang Li asked Mrs. Chang to borrow Shen Tang for help.

Mrs. Chang believes in business etiquette.

Shang Li looked at the girl holding an oil-paper umbrella.

"Shen Tang, you have also seen today that I am indeed a national master. Being my disciple will only be good for you."

The little girl's fair and beautiful hands were slightly red from the cold, she turned her head slightly, her smart eyes looked sideways, and her businesslike smile was soft and gentle.

"I don't know the temperament of the Imperial Master. As the Imperial Master's apprentice, I am afraid of angering the Imperial Master. If the Imperial Master kills me in a moment of anger, I am afraid."

Shen Tang's delicate, snow-red hands grasped the oil-paper umbrella.

Gentle eyes met Shang Li with an unchanging smile.

"Little Shen Tang, you are not even afraid of ghosts, how can you be afraid of me?

I see you below, with a cruel temper and a vicious heart, you are exactly the disciple that my master likes."

Shen Tang's clear eyes were slightly gleaming with fire as he looked at the young Imperial Master who bowed his head.

The young Imperial Master, dressed in a noble velvet cloak, bent over slightly and looked at the little girl with a chubby face who struggled to lift the oil-paper umbrella.

Gently pinching Shen Tang's fair face.

"Why is Xiao Shen Tang so angry? Are you gentle and kind?

You just look good, but you are not really good. Suddenly I realized that you are really short."

Shen Tang touched the pinched face and pursed his lower lip slightly.

"What's the matter with the Imperial Master? I need your help.

If you have nothing to do to help deceive others, I will leave now."

Shang Li's narrow, rippling eyes were fixed on the sinister leader squatting beside Shen Tang.

The evil leader chewed on the white wax and narrowed his eyes.

Shang Li snatched Shen Tang's oil-paper umbrella, stuffed Mrs. Tang with it, and put it in Shen Tang's hand.

"If you don't want to be a disciple, I will tell others about the evil spirits.

After all, I am a national master, and some people still believe some of the things I say, so your situation will definitely be very difficult by then."

[Host, I found it, he is indeed not the transferred national master, you can rest assured]

Hear the words.

Shen Tang's eyes raised a slight smile.

"Okay, Master."

Shang Li's eyebrows jumped.

Why did she agree like this? I thought she would disagree.

Could it be that she deliberately pretended not to be an apprentice before?

A moment.

Shang Li's lips moved slightly: "I need to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony. I want a hosta."

Shen Tang clenched Tang Pozi's fingertips and curled up slightly for a moment.

With strange eyes, he stared at the young imperial master who had not yet stood up.

"The traditional apprenticeship ceremony is not about giving a hosta. Moreover, giving a hosta has a special meaning. An apprentice cannot give you a hairpin."

Shang Li's slender and slim fingers tightly clasped the handle of the oil-paper umbrella.

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes reveal a lazy smile inadvertently.

"After a woman gets her hairpin, a man gives her a hairpin, which means he is happy. But before you get your hairpin, a woman gives it to a man. There is no special meaning.

My master doesn't like traditional apprenticeships, so we do it privately and follow my rules. It's relaxed and comfortable, which is great.

Little girl, my master doesn’t care about you becoming his apprentice, but he accepts you as a disciple because he thinks he is destined to you. It’s not that his master is asking for you.”

Shen Tang glanced at Shang Li's face with his piercing eyes, turned his head and muttered in a low voice: "She really looks like a cat."

[Tangtang host, maybe he is really a cat, meow~]

The next moment.

Shang Li frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Shen Tang looked back with a warm smile.

"I'm saying that Master is as gentle as jade, a gentleman like no other in the world, he is simply a gentle and elegant son who is hard to find."

Small mouth talks nonsense.

The heart is here.

Shang Li stood up, holding an oil-paper umbrella.

Shen Tang followed Shang Li.

"Little Shen Tang, to be my apprentice, you need to come to the Imperial Master's Mansion for two hours of study every three days."

Shen Tang: "..."

Shang Li looked down at the little girl he was looking at.

"There is no other way. You can only secretly become my apprentice. His Majesty currently does not allow me to accept apprentices. He thinks I will make mistakes."

The little girl hummed slightly: "Isn't it?"

Shang Li raised his lips with a smile: "Disciple, is this disrespecting the teacher?"

"The apprentice dare not."

That's what the little girl said.

Shang Li's eyes were filled with a deep smile and a look of satisfaction.

"Little Shen Tang, remember to carve jade hostas. If you don't know how, learn how to do it yourself. In the end, you must carve jade hostas for your teacher."

The little girl's white hands are filled with Tang Pozi's warmth.

With his bare hands, he knocked Tang Pozi down slightly.

"What requirements does master have for the hosta?"

The National Preceptor is only in the age of Dancing Elephant. He is four years away from being crowned the National Preceptor. He became the National Preceptor at such a young age.

The correction system also said that he had been a national teacher for several years.

That is to say, the National Preceptor will be around eighty or ninety years old when he becomes the National Preceptor.

Shen Tang's eyes were slightly startled for a moment.

Master is really young and promising.

"Apprentice, I have been talking to my master for a long time, why don't you reply?"

Shen Tang regained consciousness and met the young imperial master again.

Shang Li bit into the candied fruit and puffed out his cheeks.

The Imperial Master bit the candied fruit again, smiling casually and squinting his eyes.

Shen Tang's exquisite pupils shone with tiny glints.

The corners of the lips are slightly curved.

"I was thinking that my master became a national master at a young age. He must be extremely intelligent. Then who is my master's master?"

The Imperial Master looked at Shen Tang who was hugging Mrs. Tang tightly.

Lightly draw your lower lip.

"It's a fairy master who is more cruel than you."

Shen Tang strongly suspected that it was not a fairy, but his master who deceived him.

Half a moment.

Shen Tang listened to the imperial master's voice and muttered half sleepily.

Shang Li tugged her ears and said to her again.

Shen Tang forgot that this was what he was saying and spoke frankly.
To be continued...