Lady Lingquan lifts a thousand pounds

Regarding Sima Qing's question, Uncle He thought about it for a while before answering.

"Young Master, you have to think about it this way. Without us, the Lin family might have been killed by Gu Tongzhi or that Xie Tongpuan. Then the Lu family would also be dead. You don't owe them anything."

"And, as the master said, from the moment you met, your fates were entangled and inseparable. No one owed anything to the other."

Sima Qing actually couldn't understand these problems, he just didn't want Lin Xiangxiang to be implicated in his death.

Uncle He smiled and said, "Young master, if you want her and us all to live well, you must first live well. If you are well, we can all be well, and we can also benefit from you."

"In this world, there are always more ways to survive. As long as you are willing to find a way, you can always live a good life."

Sima Qing understood this.

He smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll live a good life. I'm still waiting for the moment when my identity is revealed. Lin Xiangxiang will be so scared."

Thinking of her look of wonder and envy, he was overjoyed.

Uncle He wanted to laugh, but he also felt a headache.

The young master never competes with others, so why does he love to compete with Miss Lin?

Compare everything.

Could it be that this makes us happy enemies?

The next day, Lin Xiangxiang came with a small package.

Come here first, practice martial arts, memorize Tangtou songs and other pharmacopoeia that need to be memorized.

She also had to do the horse step, but Ouyang Qing said she was too strong. The horse step was different from other people's. She had to do plum blossom stakes, and she also had to tie heavy objects to her body.

Lin Xiangxiang thought that she might tie something like a lead block, but Ouyang Qing took out a large gold nugget, wrapped it in cloth, and tied it to her body.

"What are you looking at? You haven't seen gold?"

Lin Xiangxiang has never seen gold, let alone gold used as a lead weight.

"Sir, are you afraid that I will run away with the gold, or that I will scrape off a piece of it every day?"

This is gold. If you scrape off just a little bit of your fingernail every day, you can accumulate a lot over time.

Ouyang Qing smiled and said, "Did you see all this gold? I earned it with my medical skills. When you master your medical skills, you can earn it back."

He tied Lin Xiangxiang tightly and asked with a joking look on his face, "Are you still running or stealing?"

Lin Xiangxiang was actually just joking. Seeing that he was laughing too, he responded with a smile, "I won't run away. I must study hard."

Ouyang Qing flicked her on the forehead, asked her to brace herself, and went to the side to leisurely select medicinal seeds.

Lin Xiangxiang didn't know him either, so he asked curiously.

Ouyang Qing told her, "I'm going to try growing ginseng myself."

Lin Xiangxiang asked in a low voice, "Sir, can you give me a few?"

Ouyang Qing laughed and scolded, "You little thing, do you know how precious my kind is?"

It’s not that things are expensive, it’s that they have a price but no market, and it’s not easy to get them.

When he heard that it was very precious, he was reluctant to part with it, so Lin Xiangxiang stopped asking.

She memorized the Tangtou song while walking on horseback. She was very serious about walking on horseback, and she was also very serious about reciting Tangtou song.

Ouyang Qing picked out the seeds, selected some not so good ones, and put them aside alone.

After a while, when she saw that she was sweating all over her head without even complaining about being tired, she suddenly started to think about it.

Forget it, don't argue with the child, just think of it as teasing her.

"Practice hard and I'll give you these bad seeds. But if you can't plant anything, don't cry."

Anyway, it is a hopeless seed, so it is better to give it to this child to play with.

Lin Xiangxiang was very excited when he heard this.

"Thank you, sir."

If these seeds are planted in space, they will definitely grow.

Ouyang Qing saw her eyes sparkling and couldn't help but laugh.

This child is now very sensible, obedient, and easy to learn. He is a very suitable candidate for his apprentice.

But he still shouldn't be impatient and should observe for a few more years to see his character and character.

If it is really possible, their Ouyang family will have another heir with a foreign surname.

I just hope that this descendant of the foreign surname can be better than the last one.

Lin Xiangxiang practiced here for half an hour, had dinner, and then hurried to Guangyunxuan.

Sima Qing, Lin Yiyue and others were all seated and practicing calligraphy.

She took her little bookcase and bowed politely to her husband.

Mr. Chen, who teaches, doesn't look very old, in his thirties. He has a serious face, but looks very elegant.

He is tall, not very thin, his body is straight, and his brows and eyes are full of uprightness.

Seeing that Lin Xiangxiang was so well behaved, he couldn't help but nodded and let her go in first.

Lin Xiangxiang went in, took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and practiced the same calligraphy.

When they practiced calligraphy, their husband always asked them to practice while standing in order to exercise their arm strength.

As soon as Lin Xiangxiang wrote a few words, Mr. Chen came over. When he saw her words, his eyes went dark.

Really, ugly, so ugly.

Why is it so ugly?

Mr. Chen pointed to the wall outside, "Ouyang Qing told me that when they practice martial arts in the future, you should stand outside and practice calligraphy, and don't slack off."

After saying that, he shook his head.

"Why so ugly?"

Sima Qing and Lin Yiyue couldn't help but look back and saw the words Lin Xiangxiang.

"puff!"

Sima Qing burst into laughter.

He finally knew where he was better than Lin Xiangxiang.

When he was a child, he was in poor health and had no strength to hold a pen. But when he practiced calligraphy for the first time, his handwriting was even better than this.

My husband said that writing is just like painting, both have talents.

Lin Xiangxiang's handwriting was so ugly when he first started practicing calligraphy. In this life, he has been struggling to write neatly, and it is impossible to write too beautifully.

Hahaha, this was the first time he saw someone write in such ugly ways.

Great, he finally made it back.

He was so happy that he even wrote a little awkwardly.

Mr. Chen tapped on his desk, "Concentrate."

Sima Qing then began to concentrate on writing, thinking that he must write a beautiful big calligraphy piece to let Lin Xiangxiang take a good look at what is called a model and what is called a genius.

What my husband is teaching now is enlightenment books, Thousand-Character Classics and the like, which are very simple.

Several children can understand it and remember it quickly.

Mr. Chen also felt that he had taught a group of good talents, and all of them had such good memories.

Even Lin Xiangxiang, who just came here, can memorize it after reading it a few times.

"Very good, you must read more, memorize more, and write more, especially you, Lin Xiangxiang. Although you are the youngest, I will still strictly demand that your handwriting must be practiced."

Sima Qing couldn't help but want to laugh again.

Lin Xiangxiang lowered his head and said yes respectfully.

Are her handwriting really that ugly?

She still feels that she has made great progress today.

She touched her ears and felt that someone had been scolding her today, and she didn't know who it was.

Lin Youfu was looking for someone on the street at this time, scolding Lin Xiangxiang while searching.

This damn girl actually went back to work in the medical clinic. She was so lucky.

What a shame, those doctors don't even accept girls, huh, they have no discernment.