palm river mountain

Chapter 133 The Old Story of Sixian (Part [-])

Duan Sixian was startled, rolled on the ground and got up from the ground.

He looked forward in a hurry, and saw a young man in a blue robe running over in a panic, "Are you okay? I was playing pot throwing, and someone came over! Fortunately, I didn't hit you .”

As the young man said, he fumbled and looked around, he pulled up Duan Sixian's trouser legs, and both of them froze in place.

I saw dense bloodstains all over the white and tender calf.

"Which family are you a child from? But from a concubine? Did your aunt not treat you well?"

The young man said, but he saw the jade pendant hanging around his waist, with a paragraph engraved on it, his eyes widened in surprise, "You are Duan Sixian? You are only six years old, and you are so tall? "

Duan Sixian did not know at that time that he was already seven years old.

He frowned, never seeing such a noisy person.

"You are the only son of the Duan family, how can someone beat you? By the way, I see you, you can tell me to see brother Shan. Do you want to throw a pot? I don't know anyone. It’s right to recite poems there!”

"Where are there so many Cao Zhis in this world, who can make poems in just seven steps. Not all of them are memorized in advance, and then they are used to deceive people. How boring. By the way, why did someone beat you?"

Duan Sixian limped, found a big bluestone and sat down, "I can't even recite it well in advance."

Seeing Shan's eyes moving, he ran over quickly, moved the pot, then ran over again, and stuffed an arrow into Duan Sixian's hand, "The ruler is long and the inch is short. There are things you are good at or not good at.”

"You don't know how to endorse books, maybe you can throw pots?"

Duan Sixian lowered his head in a low mood, he didn't look at it, threw the arrow in his hand randomly, and said in frustration, "But the Duan family is a scholarly family, and my parents expect me to be an official in the imperial examination. middle……"

Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Shan gave him a slap in the face, "Oh my God! You didn't even look at it, and you hit the shot! If you practice archery, you will be able to pierce Yang with a hundred steps!"

"That's right! Kung Fu!" Jian Shan became excited, "If you fail the pot test, you can practice martial arts. If you don't want to be a champion in literature, you can also be a champion in martial arts."

"Martial arts?" Duan Sixian raised his head in a daze, "Eight generations of our family have never practiced martial arts..."

How could Jian Shan still listen to his words? His mind was full of the fact that he had discovered a martial arts prodigy. He thought, and jumped around on the spot several times, as if his brain had been flooded, facing the air. Shouted, "Uncle Min, come out and have a look!"

He yelled several times in a row, and one person just jumped out of the tree.

Duan Sixian looked up, and saw that the man was wearing a mask and a dark suit, he was not a good person at first glance.

Before he had time to think about it, the man named Uncle Min had already pinched towards him.

He squeezed it, and said to Duan Sixian, "Boy, watch carefully, I will only do it once, and then you will do it again."

Duan Sixian was stunned for a moment, but before he came back to his senses, the black-clothed Uncle Min had already started a set of boxing techniques, with a total of 36 and [-] moves.

He watched quietly, and when Uncle Min stopped, he raised his hand and followed his memory to use the punch completely.

At this moment, the three people present were all stunned.

It was Uncle Min who came back to his senses first, and he cupped his fists at Jianshan, "Your Highness, this kid is indeed a rare martial art genius who is rare in a hundred years. If he has a famous teacher to guide him, he will definitely accomplish a lot in the future."

When Jian Shan heard it, he happily hugged Duan Sixian's neck, and rubbed his head, "You boy can do it! What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up to apprentice, Uncle Min is a master of two swords Master! The famous teacher gives advice, the famous teacher is right in front of you..."

But Uncle Min shook his head, and said to Jian Shan, "Your Highness, no. As you know, my disciple will also be His Highness's secret guard in the future. Duan Xiaolang is going to be an official."

Seeing Shan was taken aback, he was a little disappointed at first, and then laughed hahaha, he raised his hand, and slapped Duan Sixian, "It's okay, it's okay, there are many masters in the world. Ask your mother to invite you one Master, when the time comes, she will no longer beat you for not being able to recite poems."

Duan Sixian thought with some nostalgia, that was the first time he saw King Zheng.

It is also a fork in his life.

The sweet-scented osmanthus banquet that day ended very early, as if he was reciting poems at the banquet, which was disappointing.

At night, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus becomes more and more intense.

The door creaked open, Duan Sixian hurriedly put down the pen in his hand, and rushed towards the door, "Mother, I want to practice martial arts, some people say that I am a martial arts genius..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a big slap came towards him.

Duan Sixian suddenly lost his footing and fell to the ground. He covered his face in disbelief, "A...mother..."

"Don't call me A Niang, I can't give birth to such a stupid son like you! I have memorized a poem eight hundred times, but I can't remember it. It's not even as good as a three-year-old child. I'm ashamed today. I'm like At your age, you can already memorize the Four Books!"

Duan Sixian covered his face, he remembered the words of King Zheng during the day, he pursed his lips, and said in a stuttering manner, "Ah... Mother... Although I can't remember the poems, but I can remember the kung fu... A total of 36 moves Boxing, I can remember it just by watching it once."

"Mother... If mother doesn't believe you, I can call you..."

As he spoke, he squatted his small body and made a starting gesture...

Lu Shi's face suddenly became horrified, she seemed to see some disgusting dirty thing, she slammed her palm towards Duan Sixian, Duan Sixian couldn't stand still, and sat down on the ground.

She turned around sharply and looked towards the door with frightening eyes, but she saw Duan Wenchang who just came back at a glance.

Duan Wenchang frowned, and called out, "What are you still doing in a daze, if you haven't taken Brother Xian down, take some ice cubes and apply it to his face."

The old nanny who didn't dare to show her breath at the side hurried in and hugged Duan Sixian who was on the ground.

As soon as they were out, the door slammed shut.

"Haha, did you hear that? Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can make holes. No matter how you raise them, the lower class is the lower class, with his mother who came out of nowhere. Same, never get on the stage."

"How could it be possible for a child surnamed Lu not to be a literati or a martial artist? If he is a martial arts prodigy, wouldn't he be slapping my face and stabbing my heart with a needle every day? Reminding me all the time , the great shame and humiliation I suffer every moment!"

As Lu said, his voice sank, "Your son can be a good-for-nothing, but he can't be a martial arts prodigy."

As she said, she opened the door with a snap, and strode out.

Duan Sixian, who was standing at the corner, burst into tears.

The old nanny stood there covering his mouth.

(End of this chapter)