Chapter 348

Shortly after the Earl's Chamberlain left, bartleben came.??? Net?

"I asked for information, and even found the most knowledgeable wise man, but everyone had no impression of bocrates." Barr respectfully said, "later, I asked some old professors of the college, but no one knew."

"However, if I don't have any news, I'm sorry to come to see you. It's a coincidence. A little brother of mine accidentally saw this snake shaped sign the other day. He muttered that he had seen similar patterns, and I was concerned at that time. Then I found someone along this line."

Barr nagged about a small achievement, and then said the follow-up.

His little brother saw a pattern of "snake hovering around the scepter" not long ago, which is very similar to the pattern of "black snake coiled in a ring cone" given to him by angel.

After careful inquiry, Barr followed this clue and finally found a woman.

The woman's family opened a small medical clinic. The flag of the clinic was marked with the pattern of "snake hovering on the scepter".

According to the woman's words, this pattern was seen by her grandfather from an ancient book in the central library. It is said that this mark always appears in some doctors' graphic books. It seems to be a doctor's belief or a totem of a doctor's school. At that time, he wrote down this icon when he rose. Later, on a whim, he used this pattern on the banner of his own medical clinic.

Barr said this with regret on his face: "it's a pity that her grandfather died a few years ago, so she doesn't know which book has been recorded; in order to complete the task assigned by adults, I also sent my little brother to the central library to look up this icon as a clue, but I turned the medical related books upside down and didn't find a similar pattern."

"I thought later, either this book has been lost or it has been put into the secret library of ancient books by the library." Barr said, "but I guess it's unlikely to be lost. Who would deliberately steal a medical book?"

Angel caught a noun: "the secret library of ancient books? Where is this?"

"The fully enclosed secret library built to protect ancient books is underground of the central library, but it can't be accessed without the order of the curator." Barr said this and made a helpless expression: "the people in the library are basically old and stubborn. I used all kinds of methods, and they didn't let go and didn't open the secret library."

Angel's clear head, the old scholar always has some persistence, perhaps inexplicable, perhaps pedantic. But it is precisely because of this group of people that we can well inherit knowledge.

"I see. You don't have to worry about it." Angel pondered for a moment, then took the initiative to put an end to the matter, and he would negotiate the follow-up.

After a pause, angel coughed and whispered, "I have another question for you. Do you know which enlightenment teachers are more famous in waterglass?"

In the end, Barr didn't give an answer. Walter glass is too big and has thousands of careers. The enlightenment tutor is the preschool teacher of the earth. Although it is very important for one's growth, it still belongs to an insignificant career. Barr would not pay attention at ordinary times, so he could only smile and say, "I'll help adults inquire immediately."

Barr's efficiency was really high. Not long after he left, he returned to angel again with a booklet. I don't know what means he used to get the list of mentors of some of the most famous enlightenment colleges in waterglass.

Angel looked through it and even had information about retirees.

After beating Barr away, angel began to read the book.

Now it's College season. He doesn't intend to interfere with the normal class hours of students, so he doesn't intend to choose from active service, but directly looks at the list of retired tutors.

From the past evaluation, angel roughly delineated several people. After remembering their addresses, he left the bay area.

Towards dusk, angel came back with a kind old woman in a plain blue skirt, about seventy years old.

The old woman, named Dushan, was chosen by angel after many comparisons. She had the softest personality, the most neutral point of view and the most regular living habits. She was also the only enlightenment tutor willing to teach full-time.

After arranging Dushan's accommodation, angel took her to Dorothy.

"I've also told you about Duoluo. He has forgotten almost everything, whether it's life common sense or language communication. In addition to being able to walk, others are like a baby, so please this time." Angel said.

Dushan is also the first time to face such a student. Looking at Duoluo, who is nearly half her size, she is still worried. After all, she is not young and has little power to control children.

However, when Dushan saw Dorothy's eyes as clear as the sky after the rain, her worries slowly put down.

She has brought out too many children in her life and has seen all kinds of children's eyes. Sometimes, just from the child's eyes, she can know the child's general character, or naughty, or lively, or introverted, and then teach students according to their aptitude.

And Duoluo's eyes were the only one she had seen in her life. Too clear, too simple, just staring at those eyes, as if the soul could be redeemed.

It would be a pity for such a person to be so stupid all the time.

"Don't worry, I will do my best." At this time, Du Shan's smile was more sincere.

Angel nodded: "I won't interfere with your teaching. But for too extreme concepts, we can discuss them, but don't instill them; and don't deliberately guide him to recall the past, which may cause secondary harm to him. As for others, please feel free. I believe you will draw this white paper with a beautiful color that belongs to him alone."

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Du Shan's teaching method is not fixed. She will take Duoluo to see the wild and nature, and also take Duoluo to have a picnic. Teach Dorothy some knowledge in a relaxed and entertaining way.

Occasionally, she will take Duoluo to the downtown, tell some stories of ordinary people, talk about human feelings and worldly sophistication, and talk about her family. Even if Duoluo didn't respond much, Dushan didn't stop telling her story. She was like an old woman telling stories to her grandchildren. Although she was talkative, Duoluo could learn more words because of these talkative words.

Angel spent a day with Dushan with "boundless silence" and recognized her teaching methods and three outlook thinking. Only then did he relax and stop paying too much attention to Duoluo. He just talked to Dushan about Duoluo's learning progress at dinner every day.

It was getting dark that day.

In a large manor on the outskirts of waterglass, Leon Rick lingered in the hall. With anxiety and worry on his face, he occasionally sat down and drank a mug of wine. After drinking, he began to walk around the hall.

His daughter megda sat at the table, holding her cheeks, playing with tableware one by one, wondering what she was thinking.

When Cynthia, the hostess of the Earl's house, came to the hall, she saw such a situation.

Cynthia glanced at the housekeeper standing next to her and asked in a low voice, "how long have they been like this?"

The housekeeper whispered, "it's been two hours."

Cynthia nodded helplessly. She spat at megda. When megda came back, she went to Leon Rick and said softly, "what are you worried about now? Since he accepted the invitation, whether he comes or not, our sincerity has arrived. Besides, it's not time yet. Whether he will come or not is unknown."

Leon Rick sighed, "you don't understand. If he's really a wizard, don't say a waltgrass; even the whole court can't stop him."

"But he hasn't done that these days? I think you're too worried." Cynthia took Leon Rick into her seat. "Don't think about it, just stay here and wait. You can drink while you walk like this. When the adult comes, what's it like to see you like this?"

His wife's words are also reasonable. When the guests didn't arrive, he was full of wine and bad. But... He is very worried. After all, the other party is ordinary!

Suddenly, the clock at the corner of the wall rang Dangdang. It was eight o'clock in the evening, half an hour from the time marked in the invitation.

According to the default rules of the banquet, almost no one will arrive on time. Generally speaking, they will arrive half an hour in advance. Leon Rick secretly said that if the adult wanted to come, he should be on his way by now?

While Leon Rick was still thinking, the wooden door of the hall was pushed open and a bodyguard came in.

"Report to your excellency that the guest has arrived."

"Here he is?" Leon Rick was still digesting this thought when megda suddenly stood up: "he's coming!"

Father and daughter said the same sentence, but the tone was different, one with complexity and surprise, the other with joy and surprise.

Cynthia and Leon Rick looked at megda at the same time, blushing her cheeks: "I, i... I am..."

Leon Rick interrupted megda: "don't talk. When you apologize to the guest later, go back to your room and don't come out."

Megda looked anxious: "Dad?! what do you mean? I left halfway, so I don't respect the guests!"

As she spoke, megda winked at Cynthia.

In the past, no matter what happened, Cynthia was on the same front with her daughter, but today Cynthia also stood on her husband's side.

They lived most of their lives. How could they not understand megda's careful thoughts. There is nothing wrong with the fact that the feelings of girls are always poetry, but the premise is to see who this poem is given to!

The "forbidden words" she had eaten for a week had not taught her to recognize the situation!

Megda wanted to say more, but there was a clatter of steps outside the door.

A row of knights came in, then slowly stood on both sides, raised their Knights' long guns and put them on the ground, making a neat sound. Then all the Knights took off their helmets, held them in the palm of their hands and half knelt on the ground.

As everyone approached, the Knights bowed their heads one by one.

This is a knight's welcome, not for VIP guests.

In the middle of the knight, a boy in a black-and-white Plaid windbreaker came in from outside the gate with regular steps.

(Panax notoginseng Chinese ET)