Qin Hu

Chapter 66 The color is a bone-scraping steel knife. Sister Yue spends more time with me, so she will naturally lose weight!
In the felt tent, Zhao Zihu practiced the sword for two days in vain, and received a beating for vain, not to mention the grass growing in his heart.

He also entered the blind spot of thinking, always thinking that if he could defeat Xiang Liyue in swordsmanship, he would be able to boost his husband, and make his acquainted sister obedient in the future.

But the facts have proved that women don't talk about victory or defeat, especially women who are confident and confident. If they can't be suppressed in all directions, don't mention any husband... Okamoto has no chance to use...

"Starting today, I will learn how to fight with bare hands."

Zhao Zihu rubbed his butt resentfully and said.

Xiangliyue knew what he was up to, she put away the whip slowly, shook her head and said: "You are not yet proficient in swordsmanship, you still need to practice hard to make it mastery, at least three years...three days..."

She originally wanted to say three more years of practice, but thought that Zhao Zihu's two-day practice of swordsmanship was equivalent to her ten years of hard work, so she changed her words to three days.

"Also, the offensive and defensive skills of swordsmanship you have practiced in the past two days are only suitable for catching and fighting. They belong to the basics of the foundation. Even if you master them well, they will not be of much use against the enemy."

"Because when you are really facing the enemy, there are very few fights that are not disturbed by others, and more often it is a melee."

"With your current swordsmanship, if many people attack you at the same time, you don't need to be many, let alone strong. Two mediocre hands can make you tired of dealing with it, and you will be defeated in an instant."

"If you want to practice real swordsmanship, you may need to practice hard for a while!"

Xiang Liyue explained to him the real opening method of actual swordsmanship.

Zhao Zihu was helpless when he heard that, and continued to rub his buttocks and said, "Sister Yue, why do you admit death."

"I have more than a hundred sharp men under my command, all of whom are battle-tested and skilled tigers, equipped with strong armor, sharp blades, strong horses and strong bows, even if they are assassinated by the enemy, they can easily break them."

"Even if there are dozens of times and thousands of people, they will definitely not be able to hurt me."

"It's useless for me to work hard to practice the sword, why don't you teach me the martial arts of close combat first?"

Xiangliyue narrowed her beautiful eyes, and said lightly: "Practicing swords may be useless, but is it useful to practice martial arts in close combat?"

Zhao Zihu nodded subconsciously, but stopped abruptly in the middle of the click, bared his teeth and said obediently: "It seems that it's useless? Then don't learn it? From now on, I will concentrate on teaching Elder Sister Yue the knowledge of all kinds of ingenuity!"

Now that he has practiced and understood, swordsmanship and martial arts are not very learned at all, and things are just those things.

The only difference is that with the guidance of a famous teacher, you can learn faster and better!

As for Xiangliyue, he may be considered a master, but his temperament is dull and cold, so he is by no means a famous teacher.

But beside him, there are many famous teachers, such as Han Fei, such as those Confucian masters, they may not be Xiangliyue's opponents in actual combat, but they can definitely surpass Xiangliyue's eighteenth street when it comes to teaching people martial arts .

He can learn the martial arts of hand-to-hand combat from his masters in private, and then find Xiangliyue to boost his husband later!

"Practice swordsmanship first, then practice spear and halberd combat, and finally learn close combat."

Xiang Liyue didn't seem to hear Zhao Zihu's suggestion, but just made the course arrangement for him on his own.

Hearing this, Zhao Zihu became impatient: "Why do you still have spear and halberd martial arts? I don't go to the battlefield, so what's the use of practicing it? Even if I go to the battlefield, I definitely don't have the reason to charge forward and fight the enemy at close quarters!"

Xiang Liyue said seriously: "You don't need to be overwhelmed by many skills. If you are proficient in martial arts, you can use them for life. Why don't you practice? If I didn't know that you are very good at imperial archery, I would teach you martial arts in imperial archery!"

Zhao Zihu couldn't help but say: "Then I have to learn close combat first, Sister Yue will teach me today, and I will learn other things later."

Xiangliyue frowned slightly: "I said, first practice swordsmanship, then practice spear and halberd combat, and finally practice close combat."

"Besides, didn't you draw a strange eucalyptus yesterday and asked Gan Shaofu to build it for you? You have a good weapon, how can you not know how to use it?"

It was obvious that she wanted to discipline Zhao Zihu for as long as possible.

Zhao Zihu resentfully said: "I can send someone to send a message to Prime Minister Gan, don't build that Fangtian painted halberd..."

Seeing him talking endlessly, Xiangliyue touched the imperial whip that had been inserted between the leather belts: "Are you disobedient again?"

Zhao Zihu's movement of rubbing his buttocks subconsciously turned into a defensive covering of his buttocks. He laughed and said, "Don't, don't, be obedient. I'm obedient. I'm still practicing swords today!"

As he spoke, he shouted out of the tent again: "Ben Boer Ba Ba Boer Ben, hurry up and prepare breakfast, I have to eat my fill and practice sword!"

"Ahem... only..."

The two servants outside the tent forced their smiles back.

Only then did Xiangliyue nod in satisfaction, let go of the jade hand on the imperial whip, and turned to pull Zhao Zihu to kneel on the mat, breaking up his loose crooked bun and combing it into a central plain bun.

Zhao Zihu noticed that she was going to do a straight bun for himself, so he hurriedly said, "I'm used to the crooked bun."

Xiangliyue kept moving her hands, still doing her own way: "You have to wear that hair feather crown and comb it into a crooked bun, it won't look good when you wear it."

Zhao Zihu hesitantly said, "Why isn't it good-looking? He's handsome and handsome, he's quite cool!"

Xiangliyue: "Are you disobedient?"

Zhao Zihu: "..."

Obviously, this is also part of Sister Shu's disciplining him, and I don't know when it will be the end.

Xiangliyue combed him upright, and put on the armor and feather crown. After looking him up and down, he seemed very satisfied, and there was a rare gentle smile on his cool and pretty face.

She probably found the joy of playing with dolls from Zhao Zihu!
However, this doll is a bit dark and fat, which really spoils the scenery, so she said again: "Starting from today, you are not allowed to eat meat anymore, and you must lose weight."

Zhao Zihu immediately rounded Danfeng's eyes, and said firmly: "Don't eat meat? What if I don't grow tall and become short and stubby, sister Yue, don't make jokes!"

Xiangliyue moved closer to him, seemed to be comparing the heights of the two, and said after a while: "You are already as tall as me, not lower."

She was tall, taller than most men in the pre-Qin period, and she felt that Zhao Zihu was tall enough.

Zhao Zihu felt his head buzzing. Women are indeed women. Whether they are engineering dogs or not, it doesn't affect Aimei, and even ask him to lose weight?

This special meow is pre-Qin, how many people still can't eat enough, what a luxury it is to lose weight!
Zhao Zihu shook his head feeling absurd, and said, "I still need to practice martial arts, and I can't do without meat. Sister Yue wants me to lose weight, but there is actually another way."

Xiangliyue was curious: "What is the solution?"

Fat Qing'er, who is outside the tent, wants to lose weight all day long, but she can't control her mouth. She feels that she can ask for advice and teach it to her fat niece later.

Zhao Zihu suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the waist of the familiar sister, bared his teeth and said: "The color is a bone-scraping steel knife. Sister Yue spends more time with me, so she will naturally lose weight~!"

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(End of this chapter)