palm river mountain

Chapter 13 The First Lesson
Besides, what old man can't beat a little girl?
Obviously just now she had burned incense for the ancestors of the old Duan family, but Gu Congrong sneaked up on her like a gust of wind.

Seeing that Gu Congrong remained silent, Duan Yi called Zhilu to bring Chuanxiong tea, and then clumsily turned on the lamp on the stone table, staring at a piece of brass money paper that had just been burnt to the ancestors , Thinking of architectural drawings in my mind.

Gu Congrong held the tea and took a sip.

"If it's like what Yi'er said, I, Jiannan, still have a chance to breathe. It's a blessing in misfortune." He said, decisively took out a book from his pocket, and handed it to Duan Yi.

"This is my Gu family's marksmanship. You have a high level of comprehension, and you have Mingrui to lay the foundation for you. First, practice on your own. My grandfather will come to test you every three nights."

Duan Yi took the thin blue booklet, and her heart suddenly became excited!

Could this be the legendary martial arts secret book!
If you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace... Bah bah...

"I have already asked Weidu to bring your uncle back. If Mingrui is not here, you can send your uncle a ride for him."

Duan Yi nodded seriously.

Up to now, she still remembers the moment when she met Gu Xuzhao's eyes, and the back view when he ran towards the door desperately, trying to lure the enemy away... Even if Gu Mingrui was here, she should still go to see him in sackcloth and filial piety Sent.

As Gu Congrong spoke, his mouth moved, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything.

He stretched out his big hand and placed it gently on Duan Yi's head.His palm is very big, Duan Yi only felt that a small golden bell covered her, and her eyes were blackened, and her ears were almost neighing.

"Grandfather, you gently patted your granddaughter's head, and then her head opened."

Duan Yi said speechlessly.

Gu Congrong shrank his hands sharply, and coughed a few times, "Ahem, let me demonstrate it to you, so you can see it clearly."

As he said that, he did not know where he took out a long spear, and jumped up on the grave of the old Duan's family.

But at this moment, Duan Yi didn't have time to think about it, she didn't even dare to blink her eyes, and she finished reading this set of smooth marksmanship.

After Gu Congrong made the last move, he put the spear on his shoulder and waved to Duan Yi, "Practice hard, and I will come to test you in three days."

Duan Yi nodded and looked behind Gu Congrong, only to see the old cripple, Qi Langzhong, limping up the hill with a jug in one hand and roast chicken in the other.

Seeing Duan Yi staring at him, he rolled his eyes and scolded, "Is there such a blind apprentice as you? Why don't you cook some appetizers?"

As he spoke, he sat down between Duan Yi and Gu Congrong, and looked at Gu Congrong strangely, "What's wrong with your face? With your broken marksmanship, I can hardly see you being an old cripple? Do you know why you are the only one practicing in your family?" Out of the essence, can't Gu Xuzhao and Gu Mingrui do it?"

As Qi Lang said, he glanced at Duan Yi urgingly.

Duan Yi bent down, and took out a plate of stewed pig ears from the sacrificial dishes prepared by Mother Jiang for the ancestors of the Duan family, and placed it in front of the praying doctor.

"Sir, you have to eat sooner or later. What's the problem if you eat earlier or later?"

Qi Lang was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. He stretched out his finger and tapped Duan Yi's forehead, "Those who say they are unlucky even if they have something to eat, won't eat it even if they die."

"Why? Please enlighten Mr. Qi." Gu Congrong looked nervously at Qi Langzhong.

Qi Langzhong squinted his eyes, and gave him a meaningful look, "You old man, you are not kind. How about I say, some people are like that river and mountain seal, everyone is a treasure; some people are like that roadside weed , the dog wants to step forward."

"But most people in the world are blind."

He said, digging in the armhole, took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork head, and happily stuffed it into his mouth.

"The moves are too complicated for stupid people to practice well; the aggressive and decisive spirit is too strong for even mild-tempered people to practice well."

As he spoke, he took out another wine cup and pushed it in front of Duan Yi, beckoning her to pour the wine.

Duan Yi chuckled, "Mr. has so much money in his sleeves, yet he didn't rely on the cheat sheet to be famous. He is the only honest person in the world!"

She spoke with her mouth, but her hands were not slow, and she poured wine for the praying man.

Qi Langzhong smacked his mouth, took a sip from the wine cup, and then took out a small bottle in his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Duan Yi, "You are too young to drink. I specially Ask someone to pinch a bottle of cantaloupe juice for you, drink it."

Squeeze a bottle of melon juice!

Knowing that Qi Langzhong is not an ordinary literati, he is very careless, but he never thought that he is so careless!

Seeing that Duan Yi didn't drink, he was not annoyed, and turned to look at Gu Congrong, "What are you doing here? Haven't you finished your lecture? Now it's my turn."

"Duan Yi, what do you mean Muxiu must be destroyed by forest wind?"

Just as Duan Yi was about to open his mouth to answer, Mr. Qi asked again, "What do you mean by pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

Without waiting for Duan Yi to answer, Doctor Qi said self-consciously, "Ginseng knows that it looks like a radish, and clamors that I am a fake, I am a fake. You are a radish, but you are pretending to be ginseng?"

As Qi Lang said, he stared at Duan Yi, "Are you smarter than Yan Jing?"

Duan Yi shook her head, "Mr. Yan can save his cousin's life, but I can't. I can't eat as much rice as he eats salt."

When Qi Langzhong heard it, he took a sip, "You are wrong! That old thief, his taste faded away, and he is still a vegetarian."

Duan Yi was speechless.

"Can you fight ten? Are you stronger than Gu Congrong?" Qi Langzhong asked again.

Duan Yi shook her head again, "If I had the ability, I would have saved my uncle and cousin at that time."

Qi Langzhong spread his hands, "That's it, you don't even know how to fart, what are you talking about? You've even analyzed the situation in the world, you don't even know the height of Zhou Tianzi! If you are your grandfather, you will be so Idiot, don’t you know that no one will fight Jiannan now?”

"Where is Hebei Road? It's thousands of miles away from us. What kind of role is Cui Zi? If the rebels know that the old lady is his mother, let alone kill him, I'm afraid they will get an eighteen-carrying sedan chair and take this The God of Plague sent it directly out of the city."

"Kowtow three times at the end, auntie, go away! Cui Zigeng will go north this time, and the rebellion will soon subside. Once Mrs. Wang dies, no one will blow the pillow anymore. There is still a fight for the position of the prince of Jiangnan. Daddy The Qi of the Zhou Dynasty is endless."

"Killing a low-level female killer who grew up on one-third of an acre of land, I really think that my bones are strange, and Zhuge is alive."

Duan Yi's heart shivered, she stood up respectfully, and poured wine for the praying doctor, "Sir, you taught me a lesson."

Seeing her well-behaved, Mr. Qi smiled, "But you are young, so you can barely catch my eyes. The envoy is not young, but you have a thick skin. I teach students, why do you have the nerve to listen?"

"Why are you pretending to be foolish? Duan Wenchang, that old bastard, is still sitting on the Diaoyutai in Kyoto. When will he be willing to come back after slapping his ass, why don't you use the world chaos to fool my apprentice!"

(End of this chapter)