Teach you to become a virgin

Zheng's health is not good, so their convoy stops and stops on the road, and the journey back takes longer than when they came.Patients are most afraid of noise, and it is inconvenient to give lectures in the car. Ren Qing seized the time at night, from "University" to "Doctrine of the Mean", regardless of whether such a big child can really understand it, he will forcefully pour a paragraph from the original text with translation notes, and then Let Xu Shaoting go back and memorize it by himself.

As for the martial art that Zheng Wei asked him to teach—this disciple has not learned it from his master, so how can he use his own faintness to make it known to others?It's better not to delay Xu Shaoting, let him go astray when he entered martial arts.Virtue is the foundation of a gentleman. For such trivial things as martial arts, it is better to wait for Master Zheng to enlighten him when he has time.

During the day, he took the exam against Xu Shaoting's endorsement. As Zheng listened, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he raised his head with difficulty and said to him: "It is also his blessing that Mr. Lang is willing to teach A Ji's scriptures. This ignorant mother has killed me, if I hadn't made a mistake, he wouldn't have suffered with me for so many years."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and told Xu Shaoting: "What uncle and senior brother taught you is good, you have to learn it seriously, in the future, you will cultivate your moral character, and don't be like me...to be looked down upon..."

She was out of breath after only saying these few words, her face was pale and haggard, making it unbearable to look at.Xu Shaoting quickly promised to listen to her, and Ren Qing also got up and gave her a salute, and promised her very solemnly: "Aji is also my younger brother, from now on I will naturally guide him to restrain himself and return to courtesy, and become a sage with a clean character."

Zheng Wei originally wanted him to teach Xu Shaoting the formulas for body exercises, but when he heard what his sister wanted, he kept silent and let his apprentice teach him whatever he wanted.

It was not until two months later that they returned to Guan Shan Wu Academy.

This former academy is located among the mountains and is surrounded by a mountain wall. It has a size of [-] acres. It is divided into more than a dozen martial arts rooms from the main hall to the Baosha. They quietly figured out the exercises and moves.

The bluestone ground of the courtyard outside was also trimmed to be as flat as a mirror, without a single tree left. The colder the winter or the hotter the summer, the more difficult it would be, and the more it could temper the perseverance of the warrior.Only those who are able to study martial arts in a small room with all their heart and mind, and go down to the mountains to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer can make some progress in martial arts.

The mountain gate of the academy is built on a tall and narrow mountain road, winding and looping along the cliff, each step is as high as a calf.Moreover, this mountain road is extremely narrow, with only one side sticking to the mountain wall, making it dangerous to walk on.There is also a beam in the middle that is completely suspended in the air. Zheng Wei used the strength of a martial arts master to cut the stone wall as a ladder, and set it between the high and low mountain walls.

Not only is it extremely difficult for ordinary people to go up the mountain, even those who have entered the martial arts will have to stretch their minds and bodies to the extreme, not to mention the need to exercise in the bitter mountain wind after going up the mountain.

Of course, Zheng Wei would not take this trip when he returned to the mountain by himself.They landed directly on the shuttle bus to the exquisite mansion on the top of the mountain where the academy is located. Zheng Wei carried his sister back to the main house, while Ren Qing and Xu Shaoting lived in a small courtyard next to them under the guidance of the maid.

This house is far less exquisite and spacious than Ren's, but because it is built in the deep mountains, it has a lot of natural interest.Whether it is the big trees in front of the house or the unknown flowers in the garden, there is a kind of sparse and natural.The mountain wind passed through the courtyard, doors and windows, and brought a fresh scent of grass and trees to the hut where the two of them lived, which was more refreshing than the high-grade spices from the Western Regions.

The only downside is that there are two people in the room.Zheng Wei was afraid that the two children would be scared at night, and he didn't want Ren Qing to be in the hands of a woman like when he was at home, so he specially arranged for them to live in the same room, so that they go in and out together every day, take care of each other, and save the adults from worrying.

Xu Shaoting was used to the two of them living together, with a reassuring smile on his face, he put his clothes into the willow basket by the bedside, and then helped pack Ren Qing's luggage.Although he was small, he worked very neatly. He hurriedly followed the servants to move things.

Ren Qing looked very unsightly, and pulled him to his side and taught him a lesson: "You don't have to be such a servant, just sit down and read with me quietly."

Boys can't be confined to the house every day and do some trivial things, but should set up a great ambition, set up a heart for the world, and a life for the people-except for rebellion, the bigger the ambition, the better.

And it was inconvenient on the road before, so I just told him some classics, but now that I have returned to the academy, writing should also be put on the agenda.

There are writing desks, paper and pens in this side room, and there is an exquisite cirrus mat under it, which is cool and soft to sit on.Now it is the weather in May and June. After opening the east window and sitting behind Shu'an, I feel the breeze blowing, and I just read and write quietly.

He asked Xu Shaoting to sit on his left shoulder, then spread out a piece of white paper, grinded half a pool of ink, and wrote a big "Xu" with a pen: "This is your surname. , originated from Ruomu, the son of Emperor Zhuanxu's great-grandson Boyi. During the Zhenzong period of this dynasty, Xu Qian, the censor of the left capital, came out, and the previous dynasty..."

Is there a future in this world?Ren Qing was not sure, so he didn't dare to count any further, but put the pen into Xu Shaoting's hand and asked him to imitate his own handwriting to write it out.But this character is a bit complicated for beginners to write. Xu Shaoting tried his best to recall the way he held and moved the brush just now, staring at the "Xu" character and trying to copy it, but the strokes looked like caterpillars crawling, and the middle was painted black , curved and extremely ugly.

The boy's face was flushed, and the hand holding the pen was hidden behind his back, wishing he could hide the word too.Ren Qing didn't care whether his writing was good or not, she just stared at him writing ten Xu characters, large and small, before reaching out, holding his fingers, knuckle by knuckle to the correct position.

Although Xu Shaoting is already five years old, he is not as tall as a normal four-year-old, and he is also thin and thin.As soon as Ren Qing stretched out his hand, he pulled half of his body into his arms, and then began to write while holding his hand.His nose was filled with a faint fragrance of orchids, half of his body was nestled in a warm embrace, his right hand was led to walk on the paper, and he wrote "Xu" which he couldn't write well just now. "Character.

Xu Shaoting was so nervous that his whole body became stiff, and he didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that some mistakes and omissions would affect the mood of his senior brother, making him feel that he was uncultivable, so he stopped teaching himself to write.The hands of the two seemed to have merged into one, sliding smoothly and freely in the air, and the holder of the pen held between the fingers became obedient, and the ink with the appropriate thickness of the pen was slightly blurred on the paper, drawing an amazing painting. beautiful lines.

Just as he was worried, Ren Qing had already led him to write a few tactful and mellow Xu characters, and then let him go and let him try to write by himself.

As soon as he left those magical hands, Xu Shaoting was so nervous that his fingers trembled slightly, recalling the action just now, and wrote down.He had only been caught writing so few times, but it wasn't enough for him to comprehend the fixed pattern of using the pen, but his talent in martial arts was so high that his body naturally memorized the way he moved the pen and the force of his fingers just now, and then Perfectly simulated when writing alone.

Although the font and style are still invisible, the strokes are not as crooked as they were when I first started writing, but full and stretched, which can accurately form characters.Ren Qing sat next to him, adding water and ink, and the faint fragrance of the clothes wafted out with the movement of sitting up. Although it is not a red sleeve, it can indeed add fragrance.

The environment can also promote one's motivation to learn, so Xu Shaoting became more and more attentive, fearing that if some strokes were not in place, Ren Qing would feel that he was incapable of carving.He wrote more and more smoothly, and when he filled a piece of paper, another piece of paper was handed to him, so he continued to write the same word without hesitation.The slender wrist was hanging in the air, and when it was spinning, it was agile and smooth, like a dance, and it was drawn continuously according to a certain rhythm.

As he was writing, his heart was filled with tranquility. The sense of deliberation that he had to write in order to please his senior brother gradually faded away, and his whole body was immersed in the ethereal and lofty realm.The character "Xu" in his pen has gradually lost its simple imitation. The font is still born out of Ren Qing's regular script, which is round and correct, but the strokes gradually show the muscles and bones, and have a unique style that belongs to him.

Ren Qing nodded slightly while watching, secretly praising in her heart: "The talent is extraordinary, he really is a seed for reading."

It's a pity that this seed of reading was born to be against him.Just after he boasted, he felt the wind blowing around him change.The long wind, which was originally refreshing and comfortable, suddenly became stagnant, like glue holding the coolness in the air.It's not that it feels uncomfortable, but that it's too comfortable. There's a feeling of spiritual energy surging around the body that can only be felt when sitting in meditation or exercising.

He concentrated and felt it carefully, only to realize that his feeling was not bad. What was condensing around them was not the ordinary mountain wind, but the aura absorbed by people in the martial arts.It's just that the aura didn't pour into him like usual, but brushed over him, and threw it into Xu Shaoting's body lively, wrapping him into a cocoon.However, Xu Shaoting, who was wrapped in spiritual energy, still focused on writing words unconsciously. If there was any rhythm between his every move, it was natural, and he had a taste of "close to the Tao".

But these days, he has only been taught to read and write, so why did this kid naturally understand the way of martial arts, and even break through the first level of martial arts, and officially become a martial artist?

And judging by the surging speed and gel-like texture of this aura, it is not much different from that of a warrior who has entered the marrow cleansing stage.Just now he praised Xu Shaoting as the seed of reading, dare to praise completely in the wrong direction, this person is born with the seed of martial arts!But no matter how talented, how could such a child with no foundation at all suddenly open up his breath when writing?

Could this be what that noisy ghost said... the protagonist's halo?