I have many teachers

Chapter 46 Mr. Jiang

The Shaolin Naqi Pill is packed in a thick porcelain bottle with a thin neck, and there are seven pills inside, which can help the internal Qi to circulate during meditation.

With Wang Anfeng's cultivation of internal energy at this time, it would have taken him half an hour to dissolve a Naqi pill, but at this time, the inner energy of the sky was broken, and the Naqi pill only had the effect of stimulating and replenishing internal energy. The speed of the elixir was nearly three times faster than before. He punched and smashed the tree, and swallowed the elixir after his inner strength was exhausted. If he practiced like this, it would take several hours to pass.

After taking the last elixir, Wang Anfeng braced his tired body, gave a clear drink, and swung his right fist out from his ribs. The thick old tree finally fell to the ground with a roar, and the Because of the collision, the internal energy also diverged in all directions, except for a very slight internal force, all of it disappeared into the muscles. The soreness made him grin, gasped, and shook himself quickly. wrist.

After the feeling of soreness dissipated a lot, he looked up at the sky, raised his hands and carried the old tree on his shoulders with strength, without the blessing of internal strength, he couldn't help making a muffled groan, and lowered his body downwards, After shaking, he didn't fall down in the end. He carried the big tree on his shoulders and walked slowly towards the bottom.

At this time, it was already past noon, and the women of each household had already prepared meals. There were few people in the village, but there was still a man in a blue short jacket sitting in the shade, with a gloomy expression on his face.

He had been waiting here for a long time, but the boy who was able to walk against the tree still didn't come.

The order was too big, and the customer who placed the order was very generous. The owner must eat it, but there is so much good wood, he thought about it, and spent money to treat the brothers who learned the craft together. After a good meal of wine and meat, I realized that there might be a turning point here.

But the senior brother also said that the young man hadn't appeared for a long time, and it was because of this that they told him the news. He knew the hope was slim, but he still wanted to come and take a gamble.

What if...

"It seems that there is still no play..."

The man sighed, patted his buttocks and got up, turned around and said, "Businessman, how much is it?"

The young man with a white cloth on his shoulders smiled warmly:

"Chenghui, three copper coins."

The man frowned, and reluctantly took out the money, cursing and saying:
"Fade out like a bird, and still ask such a price...Black-hearted ghost, not afraid of falling into the frying pan of hell..."

wow... wow...

At this moment, the sound of the ringing of the chain came out, and it became louder. The man frowned and said:
"What's wrong with you here? It's so noisy?"

The clerk of the tea shop stared at the man's right hand that couldn't take out three copper coins for a long time, and said with a smile on his face:
"The chain... It spread early in the morning. It was a little guy from our place who had to wrap himself in an iron chain and go up the mountain to cut wood..."

"Logging?!"

The man was slightly stunned, turned his head abruptly, and saw a young man wrapped in chains and carrying a giant log on his shoulders. With every step, the ringing of the chains was like music playing in battle, which made his heart tremble slightly, but then he was ecstatic , took out the money, threw it to the guy without even looking at it, a dozen or so copper coins fell on the chopping board and spun around, but he had already pounced on Wang Anfeng like a wolf, yelling :
"Brother, I bought your wood!"

"I pay a big price!"

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The old wood on Wang Anfeng's shoulder was bought without much haggling. Walking quickly towards his own room, his body was sore and swollen, which had almost reached the limit of exhaustion, and when he passed the old locust tree, a surprised voice rang in his ears.

"Brother Wang...you are..."

He paused slightly and looked sideways. The bookish man was looking at him in surprise, he raised his hand to say hello, and said with a smile:
"Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence today."

Jiang Shou smiled and said: "This is my home, so there is no coincidence."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the iron chain on Wang Anfeng's body, and then he paused on his face, saying:

"It seems that the little brother is practicing an outsider's kung fu."

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback, but he didn't deny it, just smiled and said:

"It turns out that Mr. Jiang also knows martial arts."

Jiang Shouyi shook his head and said: "I don't know martial arts, but I have seen a lot and know a little bit. It seems that you should be a little tired after practicing all the way. Why don't you come to my new residence and drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat."

The voice was warm and mellow, and before he finished speaking, he took a step sideways, raised his hand as a pretense, and looked at Wang Anfeng with a gentle smile in his eyes. Wang Anfeng hesitated for a while, thinking that since he was a fellow from the village, he took the initiative to invite him, and it seemed unreasonable for him to refuse. He clasped his fists and said:
"Since that's the case, then I'll bother you, and I hope that my husband won't dislike my sweat..."

"When you have friends coming, you only have joy in your heart, please come in."

Jiang Shouyi chuckled, and led Wang Anfeng in. Although the house is small, it has a certain air, and it looks like a quiet room. The child was sitting at the desk and reading softly. Jiang Shouyi called out and looked up. Seeing Wang Anfeng, his eyes were slightly bright, and he calmly flipped the scroll to the distance, and shouted crisply:
"Brother Wang!"

Wang Anfeng greeted him with a smile, and said, "Hello, Tianhong." Jiang Shouyi pretended not to notice his son's small movements, and got up and went to the inner room. After a while, Jiang Shouyi hadn't come out yet. The woman brought out a set of tea sets, and said to him gently:
"An Feng, come and take a seat."

Although her facial features are only delicate, but she has an extraordinary temperament, indifferent and timeless, hard to ignore, Wang Anfeng saluted, and said: "Thank you." Sitting carefully, the woman got up to cook tea. It is in line with nature, like wind passing through sparse bamboo, like still water flowing deep, so that the onlookers can also feel peaceful.

The rushing Qi and blood in Wang Anfeng's body calmed down unconsciously, a cup of clear tea was placed in front of his eyes, and the dryness disappeared after drinking the tea into his throat.

Jiang Shouyi sat in front of him at some point, and said with a smile:

"The camellia here also has a three-point taste, but you often drink Anfeng, I'm afraid you're used to it."

Only now did Wang Anfeng realize that the taste was just the camellia he often drank, and there was nothing special about it, and when the woman cooked the tea, it was not as good as the tea doctor's method at the tea stand, but the difference was very real, and it appeared on her face A little puzzled, Jiang Shouyi took a sip, lowered his eyes, and said:

"Don't think too much, my wife doesn't know martial arts either."

Wang Anfeng was slightly startled, Jiang Shou raised his head, looked at him and said with a smile:
"I'm just a scholar. I only know that the writing is done to the extreme, there is nothing special, but just right; the tea is cooked to the extreme, there is nothing different, just natural."

The voice paused slightly, and said softly:

"Thinking about it, martial arts should be the same."

Wang Anfeng's expression trembled slightly, as if he had realized something, but he disappeared in an instant like a white horse, and at this time Jiang Shouyi had already changed his mouth to talk about other things, as if he just mentioned it casually, with no other intentions at all. Two hours later, Wang Anfeng got up to say goodbye, Jiang Shouyi and Jiang Tianhong sent him to the door, Wang Anfeng first saluted Jiang Shouyi with fists, then stroked the child's hair lightly, and said with a smile:

"That day, I will leave first..."

Jiang Shou smiled and said, "An Feng, just call him Little Brother Jiang."

When Wang Anfeng was slightly stunned, the child had already waved his hand towards the smile, then returned a smile, turned and left.

Jiang Shouyi stood there for a while, then slowly turned around and went back. The beautiful woman was unfolding a letter, and a bird with yellow feathers was rubbing her palm affectionately beside her. The woman raised her eyes and looked at her husband. , seems to have two points of helplessness, said:
"I'm urging again... Said that the academy is short of people, and I want you and me to go back to teach."

Jiang Shou sat down and said:

"Whose stamp is stamped this time?"

"King Xuanwu of the Great Qin Dynasty, General Long Xiang, the dean of the academy... and the current crown prince, the crown prince promised the official position of the crown prince and grand tutor, and he will eat another thousand households."

Each of the four names is enough to shake the entire Great Qin Kingdom three times, but Jiang Shouyi's expression remained unchanged. He took a sip of tea and said in a flat voice:
"The reason why the teacher preaches and teaches, there are only ignorant people in the academy. There are only gold and jade, and there is no desire to learn and seek the way. My teacher has three wishes. I have ordinary talents. I only choose one of them. I hope to get the world's outstanding talents. Teach it. If you can’t display what you have learned in the academy and educate talents, it’s better to go all over the world to find those folk jades, so that they won’t be buried here, and one or two can stand out. The rest of my life is enough.”

The woman sighed, and said: "But how can I go back? The dean said that everything can be discussed."

Jiang Shou put down the teacup and said, "I'll write back."

She took a pen and paper and wrote only one line. The woman looked up and said softly:
"My teacher is like a father. If there is a teacher's order, I should obey it."

After reading, he raised his eyes, looked at Jiang Shouyi with a mild and indifferent expression, and said:

"Husband, your teacher, Master, didn't he pass away years ago..."

Jiang Shou glanced at her and said lightly:
"So, there is no negotiating."

　Thank you for the 100 starting coins of Qingfeng Fujiang, the 600 starting coins of the second-year boy Akaijun, the 1000 starting coins of Sakura丨樱花, and the 1000 starting coins of Feng Qingchenyu, thank you
　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)