As soon as Fang Shengang left, Wu Taijing ran after him, and the Secretary of Wu was dragged away by his father.
Although this secretary Wu has not understood up to now, why does his father attach so much importance to a young man? And also why does he call him Master?
But Secretary Wu has always been a filial son, and he also knew from his mother that it was this young man who cured his daughter, so Secretary Wu followed him.
On the road, Fang Shen stopped a car and said to Wu Taijing, “Tai Jing, since it’s okay, I’ll go back first. Oh, by the way, Xu Gang will not teach in Jianghai University after that. This person’s moral character is not good. Don’t pollute the teaching team. As for Xu Rong, she has nothing to do with me, so don’t care about her.”
“Yes, Master.” Wu Taijing saw that Fang Shen wanted to get on the bus. In response, he rushed forward and pulled Fang Shen. “Master, disciples have something else to ask for.”
Fang Shen asked, “What is it?”
Wu Taijing looked at his son who followed him, and then at Fang Shen: “Master, please follow me.”
The old man looked at his son again and said, “Take us to your office.”
Secretary Wu was puzzled: “Daddy, what are you doing in my office?”
“What nonsense are you talking about!” Wu Taijing stared.
Secretary Wu seemed to be really afraid of the old stubborn father, and quickly said, “Well, old man, don’t be angry.”
Under the leadership of Secretary Wu, Fang Shen and others came to the building of the Municipal Party Committee and entered the office of the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee.
Wu Taijing stared. “Close the door and let your secretary go out.”
Secretary Wu did the same.
At this time, Wu Taijing showed his smiling face cautiously, while pulling Fang Shen’s arm: “Master, please take your seat.”
Secretary Wu voiced a warning: “Daddy, that’s my place…”
“Lao Tzu doesn’t know where you are.” Wu Taijing was really prestigious in front of his son, but he became a kind old man in front of him.
Fang Shen waved and sat down on a stool.
“Good.” Wu Taijing did not insist. He tidied up his collar and coughed twice. Suddenly he looked at his son seriously and shouted in a tone full of ritual: “Kneel down!”
Poor Secretary Wu, more than was more than forty yeards old and, was shocked by his old father, and then his face was covered with black lines: “Daddy, what are you doing?”
“Let you kneel!” Wu Taijing stared again.
Fang Shen helplessly laughed, but he also understood, looking at the posture, the old man estimated that he wanted his son, the Secretary of the city party, to kneel for himself.
Secretary Wu tied his neck and said, “Daddy, are you evil?”
“You are going to piss me off, you unfilial son.” Wu Taijing covered his chest with an expression of breathlessness.
Secretary Wu rushed forward to support his father.
Fang Shen also stood up and laughed and said, “Tai Jing, I don’t mean we’re not happy with this set. It’s the 21st century. It’s not good to kneel down.”
“Master, this is the ceremony for him to worship the door of our creation. It’s rude already.”
“That’s more crude. Since he’s Tai Jing’s son, he’s naturally one of our creative doors.”
“Daddy, did you really find an organization in that creative door?” Secretary Wu’s face was unbelievable.
He also knows about this gate, but he knows little about it. He only knows about his ancestors, who were once members of a certain sect.
Wu Taijing ignored him, but looked at Fang Shen: “Master, this is my son, named Wu Shaolong. Disciples asked him to join the teacher’s door.”
Fang Shen nodded: “Then count it as your disciple. You can pass on all my medical skills and magic skills.”
Wu Taijingtong knelt down with a sound: “Disciple, thank Master.”
Wu Shaolong urgently said, “Dad, what are you doing?”
Fang Shen also rushed to help Wu Taijing up.
Wu Taijing looked at his son: “Shaolong, if you still recognize my father, you can call Master. I also know that it is impossible for you to kneel before you have seen Master’s magic power, I won’t ask you to kneel.”
Wu Shaolong stared at Fang Shen tightly, his eyes revealed the authority of the government, oppressing Fang Shen.
Fang Shen shook his head and smiled lightly, not caring.
When Wu Taijing saw his son’s appearance, he was too lazy to get angry: “Master, let’s go. Since then, I have the right not to have this son!”
Wu Shaolong was anxious: “Dad! You! Alas! “
With a long sigh, he looked very reluctantly at Fang Shen and hardened his scalp: “Master.”
Wu Taijing shouted, “Speak up, as a secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, are you not full of food?”
Wu Shaolong toned up a little, turned his head, and his face rose a little red: “Master!”
Wu Taijing’s face showed a happy smile: “Well, Shao Long, you will understand Dad’s pains in the future.”
He looked at Fang Shen and said, “Master, let me take you back.”
“No, I have something else to do in Jianghai City, so I’ll go first, Tai Jing. Later, if anything happens, just call me. Don’t be afraid troubling me.”
Wu Taijing felt a warm current in his heart: “Yes, Master.”
They walked out of the office of the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee together, while Secretary Wu Shaolong, who was black-faced, sat in his seat and laughed bitterly for a long time, put this strange thing aside from his heart and concentrate on his official duties.
After Fang Shen and Wu Taijing left the city committee building, they separated. Fang Shen did not return to the village for the time being, but went to the small courtyard with Lingjing that he had just come to Jianghai City.
Wu Taijing, on the other hand, returned to his home.
As soon as he got home, Wu Taijing began to turn over the boxes and empty the cabinets.
His wife Yeli asked him, “What are you looking for, old man?”
Wu Taijing kept moving, but his tone was extremely serious: “I just suddenly remembered a big thing.”
Ye Li knows her husband has always been calm, that is, when her son succeeded in becoming the Secretary of the municipal Party committee, the old man knew that, but also just a hum, secretly drink a little wine to celebrate.
Ye Li asked anxiously, “What’s wrong, old man?”
Wu Taijing solemnly said, “I recall that one year before my father died, he had only one disciple. He was still my teacher and brother. My father saw him at that time as a good person, and his talent was very good. He wanted to pass on the bowl to him. Unexpectedly, my father suddenly left. But I remember that my father wrote some books about our chemical door on a few homework papers, so I thought. Strictly speaking, he worshiped my father as a teacher and practiced my skills of creating the door. So he must be a disciple of creating the door. When I first met the Master in charge, I forgot to tell him that it was a great event and I had to tell him in detail about it.
Ye Li couldn’t help but black lines: “Ouch, old man, I thought you were talking about something important, dare it be this? So what are you looking for when you turn over the box and empty the cabinet?
Wu Taijing stood up angrily and said solemnly, “Ye Li, although you are my wife, don’t say that in the future! Is the rule of the door of creation a trivial matter? Is it a trivial matter to help master collect the world’s creative disciples? And the man was taken by his father without his master’s consent. What if he didn’t obey the rules?
“All right.” Ye Li knows that her husband is an old stubborn man. “You have bigger rules than heaven. What are you looking for? I’ll find it for you.”
“It’s not your doors, it’s our doors!” Wu Taijing corrected again: “I was looking for evidence. When the man worshiped my father as a teacher, his father said that it was a great event and could not be sloppy. Our family went hungry for several months and invited someone to take a picture.”
“Oh, you mean that picture.” Ye Li pulled out an old black-and-white photograph from a pile of scrap books and handed it to her husband: “I haven’t seen every disciple of your creation as pious as you are.”
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