Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 23: With a nine-foot man body, he should be treated as a man who stands upright and not a groveling wimp!
Outside Pingjiang City, inside a simple thatched house.

There was a continuous drizzle outside, but a dim butter lamp illuminated the house in a warm yellow color.

"The way is based on government, the way is based on punishment, and the people are exempted from shame. The way is based on virtue, the way is based on etiquette, and there is shame and dignity."

A young man with a fair face and a delicate face, holding a book in his hand, sat at the table and read it carefully.

On the other side of his thatched house, a yellow-faced girl sat on the bed, moistened her fingers with saliva, rolled the thread on her fingertips, then carefully passed the thread through the needle hole, and carefully mended a wide short skirt. Tsing Yi.

"Brother, it's true. Every time I mend his clothes, they will be in tatters again within a few days."

Perhaps it was because the stitches had been stitched for a long time. The yellow-faced girl put down the needle and rubbed her sore eyes.

"Xiao Lan, go to bed early. The needle will hurt your eyes at night."

Fang Li put down the book in his hand and smiled at Fang Lan.

"No, it won't be long before spring starts. I have to sew some more good clothes for my eldest brother so that he has something to wear when spring starts." Fang Lan took a deep breath and gave herself a 'yeah' sign to cheer her up. , and then continued to sew and mend Fang Xuan's clothes.

Fang Li couldn't help but look down at the hem of his clothes, which had several holes in it, and said helplessly:

"You are never willing to throw away eldest brother's clothes. They are almost piled up at home. Why don't you mend clothes for me, the second brother?"

"The eldest brother is the backbone of the family, aren't you?"

Fang Lan rolled her eyes at Fang Li, and then hummed: "Besides, I'll mend the clothes for eldest brother. When eldest brother doesn't wear them anymore, can you continue to wear them?"

"Fang Lan!!!"

Fang Li slapped his forehead.

The eldest brother greets him with ear-scratching, and the younger sister also uses words to flatter herself.

Among these three brothers and sisters, I am really...
Oh, what a sin!
"Okay, I'm kidding you. Brother needs to show his face outside, so he can't have holes in his clothes, right? When brother's clothes are mended, I will mend them for you." Fang Lan's eyes turned into crescents as she smiled.

"Hehe, I know Xiaolan also has a second brother in her heart."

Fang Li said energetically: "When I succeed in the imperial examination and become a high official in the future, I will keep you following me to enjoy the popular food and drink spicy food."

Seeing Fang Li's arrogant look, Fang Lan snorted and said disdainfully: "You are boasting nonsense again. When you become a high official, maybe your eldest brother will be the best in the world!"

"Hehe, that's the best. When the time comes, one of my eldest brother and I will become a civil servant and the other a martial artist. If the world loses half a penny, it will all belong to our old Fang family!"

"Yeah, you're right, go to bed early, you can have everything in your dreams."

Two siblings were bickering and playing around.

Ding-dang-dang——!
The top of a small bell hanging behind the door panel was tied with a red thread. One end of the red rope was tied to the small bell, and the other end was tied to the root of a big tree a hundred meters away.

At this moment, the little bell suddenly trembled violently, making a harsh sound!
"Hey, will Brother Monkey come over to deliver food at this hour?"

Fang Lan just wanted to get up and open the door to check.

puff!
Fang Li blew out the oil lamp and suddenly reached out and pressed Fang Lan's head under the window.

"Xiaolan, stop talking!"

Fang Li gave a low drink, then narrowed his eyes and looked out the window.

Under the hazy night and in the continuous drizzle, I saw a rogue with a green scarf around his head and an eyepatch covering one eye, striding over with four or five rogues holding knives.

"Second brother, who are these people?"

Fang Lan was shocked.

"They should be eldest brother's enemies."

Taking a deep breath, Fang Li pulled out a sharp knife from under the table and held it in his hand.

The cold blade reflected Fang Li's cold eyes under the moonlight.

"Xiaolan, don't panic, listen to me now."

Fang Li stared at the group of ruffians and said, "I'll count to three, two, one, then you push the door open and run to the field behind the house. Don't look back!"

"Second brother, what about you?" Fang Lan's heart trembled. "Don't worry about me, you just need to lure them there. The horse trap I dug in the field a few days ago was just for them!"

Fang Li tightened the sharp knife in his hand. At this moment, the ferocity in his eyes was exactly the same as Fang Xuan's!
Anning Mountain, Sikong Mansion.

"Sir, it's been two hours!"

Ying Lao opened his eyes suddenly, suppressing his anger and said.

"Has it been two hours?"

The Third Young Master then opened his eyes leisurely, looked at Old Ying's angry look, and couldn't help but smile: "I never thought that Old Ying would one day be angry for an outsider, and a mere rogue. It's really rare."

After a pause, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. "Well, just ask him to come in. I want to see what is so special about Fang Xuan that makes him worthy of your attention."

Elder Ying took a deep breath, quickly stood up and opened the door.

"Fang" Ying Lao hadn't said a word before the smile he had just put on his face froze.

I saw a continuous drizzle outside the study, and there was no trace of anyone anywhere?

"Mr. Ying, what are you doing standing around here? You should let him in."

In the study, the third young master's confused voice came.

Elder Ying took three deep breaths in succession before he calmed down and turned back to look at the Third Young Master.

At this moment, his eyes were extremely disappointed.

"What? Then Fang Xuan really left?"

The third young master looked a little surprised, then he smiled disapprovingly and said:

"Old Ying, just leave now. He is just a rogue who has just entered the country. He is not a big deal. He is unwilling to work for me. It is not my loss, it is his loss."

Ying Lao did not speak, but took a deep look at the Third Young Master, and after a moment of silence he said:
"Third Young Master is so arrogant and self-sufficient. If he doesn't change his character, he may not be able to achieve great success in the future. I have said this, and I would like to ask Third Young Master to take care of himself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Ying strode away.

"You are so presumptuous!!!"

In an instant, the third young master slammed the teacup in his hand on the ground, and his handsome face looked extremely livid.

On the mountain road leading to the foot of Anning Mountain, Fang Xuan looked calm and strode forward in the drizzle.

He had been waiting outside the third young master's study for an hour, but no one opened the door to invite him in.

He has been around the world for so many years, how could he still not understand what the Third Young Master means?
In this case, rather than continue to stand outside the door and let the third young master take him in as if begging for alms, it is better to straighten up and leave!

With a nine-foot-long body, you should treat yourself like a man who stands upright, not a groveling wimp!
Just like what he said to Water Monkey before, others can look down on himself, but he must not look down on himself!

And in addition, from Yu Laoguai's point of view, it is clear that this third young master is not a good master.

Otherwise, Yu Laoguai would not have sold his life for him, and now it has ended miserably, and the third young master did not even show a single word of basic concern.

To put it bluntly, it’s not that the Third Young Master doesn’t understand the ways of the world, but that he, the common people who were born in the mud, has probably never been looked down upon by the Third Young Master, so he doesn’t bother to do it!

"This Sikong family is destined to have no connection with me."

Fang Xuan shook his head. The second son of the Sikong family was the supporter behind Zheng Juexiong, and the third son had such a character and attitude.

He was not destined to end up with them.

However, Fang Xuan didn't have any regrets. After all these years in the world, when had he ever really relied on others?

As his thoughts flashed, Fang Xuan had already reached the foot of the mountain.

"Hey, why is this brother walking alone in the rain?"

At this moment, a somewhat honest and doubtful voice sounded in front of him.

(End of this chapter)