drunk red

Holding Tang Ziao's hand, he rushed up, ran two steps and suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Chu Xi: "Liu Li doesn't know kung fu, you hold his hand and walk, or you will fall."

Liu Li's face turned red, but he was too embarrassed to talk about the red clothes in front of Chu Xi, so he could only walk forward in silence, wrapping his hands with a pair of big hands, that body that was not often touched but very familiar Getting closer, a low and hoarse voice with a masculine magnetism sounded: "Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, and I will take you away."

Liuli nodded vigorously, not daring to speak.

"Daddy, look there." Hongyi shouted in surprise.

"Hongyi, look quickly." Liuli whispered in surprise.

Two immature voices that hadn't transformed themselves sounded from time to time on the lonely mountain, startling the nearby birds to flutter their wings and go away, and the dew fell with the drops.

The two of them shook off the hand of the person next to them long ago, and got together to look at the things they were interested in.

Looking around all the way, I can occasionally see a few animals, all small, such as rabbits, deer, and foxes.It was also the first time for Liuli to climb the mountain under the light of the red dress. When she saw those living animals jumping and running away in front of her eyes, the two of them opened their mouths and eyes wide, gasped in unison, and let out a hey .

Along the way, I also saw a small stream meandering down from the top of the mountain. In the crystal clear stream, there were almost no traces of small fish. Only a large number of pebbles were rounded and smooth at the bottom of the stream after years of washing, with different colors. .

The two squatted there, fished out a lot from the stream, and compared which one looked better and which was smoother.After making a fuss for quite a while, he got up and talked to the two standing behind, but he didn't forget to wave his hands to the two people who were always paying attention to them. Hongyi picked up two stones, which were similar in shape, and Hongyi put one away and gave it to Tang Zi Proud one.And Liuli was absolutely embarrassed to give it to Chu Xi, so he just wiped off the two stones, looked at Chu Xi several times, saw him looking sideways at the distant mountains, lowered his head sadly, and put them down carefully. into the sleeve pocket.

When they got halfway up the mountain, both of them couldn't move anymore, their calves began to tremble slightly, and they couldn't take a step. Tang Ziao and Chu Xi each hugged one, and felt that the scenery on the road was similar, and the two of them had enough fun Enough is enough, just step on your feet, and use your strength to jump up and down towards the top of the mountain.

When I came to the top of the mountain, because the weather was fine today, there were not many clouds and fog, but only a thin layer. Although it was not as spectacular as before, it was enough to make the two children excited.

In this way, after a day of tossing and playing on the mountain, both of them were drowsy when they came down the mountain in the evening. They leaned in the arms of Tang Ziao and Chu Xi, and they rushed home in their arms.

The next day, Tang Ziao and Chu Xi had something to do. Because of what happened last time, Tang Ziao told Hongyi to eat and sleep well, and he would come back to accompany him every day.In this way, with his guarantee, the experience from last time, and Liuli by his side, Hong Yi obediently agreed.

Liuli took Hongyi to follow him to the herbal medicine room. The old doctor in charge of the medicine looked at Hongyi and ignored them. When he taught Liuli every day, he also let him listen. Hongyi looked at the dry , when the herbal medicine full of fragrance was the decoction that made him want to vomit in his mouth, he felt very miraculous.With nothing to do, he accompanied Liuli, learning to identify the types of herbs, and sometimes arguing for a long time because of the type of a similar herb. After a few days, his enthusiasm for these herbs did not decrease but became more enthusiastic.

The two children huddled together, trying hard to look at the jagged blade of grass in their hands, rolling their eyes, and choked out the name of the medicine.

More than half a month passed, and when Tang Ziao finally finished his work and wanted to go home, Hong Yi was in high spirits. He was reluctant to let Tang Ziao go alone, and he was reluctant to leave here and not be able to study. After struggling for a long time, Tang Ziao After agreeing to go back, I will help him find a teacher to make a conclusion and go home tomorrow.

The two children slept together for the last night and chatted all night. Surprised and happy cries and laughter came from time to time, until the sky was about to dawn, and the sound gradually disappeared.

After waking up in the morning, Tang Ziao walked to the room, carefully picked up the sweet red dress that was still sleeping, covered the quilt with Liuli, and walked out quietly.

He slept next door, so he naturally knew that the two children had only slept for a short time, and just like that, in the carriage, in Tang Ziao's arms, Hong Yi set foot on the way home.

Two years later

In March in Yangchun, where the breeze blows, the willows are spinning, and the earth is full of vigor and vitality.The peach tree planted in the yard is in bloom, with a faint fragrance of flowers, ethereal and wandering.

Along the long corridor, past the lotus pond, the lotus leaves were moistened by the spring rains a few days ago, and they reproduced from the withered roots of last year. In front of it is the small pavilion with a stone Table, a few stone chairs, when the weather is fine, sitting here, listening to a piece of music, drinking a few cups of tea, is also leisurely and contented.

Walking through the pavilion, there is a martial field curled up with high walls in front of it. The formerly bustling martial field in the Tang Mansion is very quiet today. Tang Ziao specially took a day off today, so the courtyard is quiet.

A gust of spring breeze passed by, and the smell of fresh and tender elm money quietly growing from several elm trees planted in the yard drifted away and dispersed.

The courtyard was much quieter than before, but when I walked into the corner, I heard the sound of swords clashing, crisp and intense.

Tang Ziao sat on the rattan chair, leaning slightly on his back, quietly watching the two teenagers fighting in front of him.

The boy in the dark blue shirt looks sixteen or seventeen, and his eyebrows and eyes are six to seven points similar to Tang Ziao's. Although he is also calm and composed, it just looks more immature.A thin layer of sweat had long covered his forehead, the knuckles of the hand holding the sword were exposed, and his lips were tightly pursed. It looked like he was about to lose the battle, but in fact it was not like that at all. , before, Tang Ziao told him that he must fight for an hour before the opponent loses, and he must mobilize all the enthusiasm and aggressiveness of the opponent, so that he can use all the moves he has learned. It can't be too much, so that the opponent can't improve at all.

The opponent in front of him is a beautiful boy who looks like a delicate porcelain doll. He is wearing a simple red dress with a satin gown that covers the buttocks with two fronts. The middle is fastened with a belt, which outlines a slender arm. The waist is circled, and below are the bloomers with tied feet, which are off-white, have good air permeability and are easy to move around.Taking a closer look, this child doesn't have much similarities with the two in front of him, probably because of the difference in temperament and feeling, but the arcs and lines of the eyebrows and eyes are still somewhat similar.The child looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. On his delicate and jade-like face, the small lips resembled the petals of peach blossoms in the courtyard. Beads of sweat, the panting sound was rapid and chaotic, the hand holding the soft sword kept shaking, and a few drops of sweat hung on the eyelashes, listening to his breath and watching his steps, it was really unbearable.

These two children are naturally Tang Qianxiang and Tang Qianjia. Tang Qianxiang took advantage of the gap to look at Tang Ziao from time to time, but seeing that he didn't respond, he was distressed. Xiao Jia fights with such skill, it is really more difficult than fighting with his father. If he uses his usual level, Tang Qianjia probably can't survive three moves under his hands, but his father ordered that he must fight with him for an hour, This is really a hard job, Tang Qianxiang almost exhausted all his thoughts and tricks to keep himself from winning.

And Tang Qianjia was also uncomfortable. He had only learned swordsmanship for two years, and he had no way to cultivate internal strength at all. He could only rely on sword moves and his flexible and flexible body to fight against others. He was not strong enough to fight too hard. Tang Ziao knew all about this kind of moves, but after seeing the soft sword that could be wrapped into a belt, Jiajia suddenly became interested in learning swords. To cultivate his internal strength, let him only learn some sword moves.Tang Ziao knew that based on Jiajia's two years of sword practice, Jiajia had no chance of winning, not to mention compared with ordinary Jianghu men, or compared with people who had studied martial arts for half a year but practiced internal strength and moves at the same time, but like this It's better than doing nothing, he has a lot of interest, and being active every day is also good for the body, Tang Ziao is naturally a happy teacher.

It's just that Tang Qianxiang suffers, and almost every month he has to be pulled to compete with Tang Qianjia in such a painful and tortured competition.

The little bird chirped and landed on the fence, and its black eyes the size of mung beans were looking at the two people who were fighting non-stop. They tilted their heads curiously and straightened their feathers. After watching for a while, they probably felt bored and fluttered. The edge flew away again.

Tang Ziao nodded secretly towards Tang Qianxiang, who was looking at him. Tang Qianxiang's tense expression suddenly relaxed, and a look of relief appeared on his face. He saw him take two steps back quickly, and the sword swung across, and the light of the sword flashed across the sky. The flash of lightning stabbed Tang Qianjia like a dragon, he stabbed so fast and fast, Qianjia couldn't dodge it, stumbled, closed his eyes, let out a breath, and stood still.

Tang Qianxiang's move is very powerful. Based on his understanding of Tang Qianjia's moves, he can probably guess that he will lean back. Relying on his flexibility, which is much better than ordinary people, he will bend his body backward, so that he can hide behind , he would quickly adjust his steps and let his body take two steps back, and Tang Qianxiang would better take advantage of this time to point the sword at his vitals, so far, the competition is over.

But who would have expected that he would not avoid it, and closed his eyes with a relaxed expression, Tang Qianxiang went to