I have many teachers

Chapter 58 Listening to Thunder in a Silent Place

The wall of the master is several feet high, and there is no door to enter.

If you can enter, you will step into the hall.

Jiang Shouyi put down the teacup, saw that Wang Anfeng had got up, and began to put the guqin back to its original position, so he raised his hand and pressed it. Looking at the boy who had stopped, he said with a smile:
"Since you have started, this piano will be given to you, Feng'er."

"Although it is not included in the list of Long Xiao Feng Yin, it is also handmade by a friend of mine. Compared with ordinary craftsmen's pianos, it is less crafty, and it is just right for you."

"How, don't you want to accept it?"

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

Contemporary Confucianism is used to educate and transform the world. Students respectfully call their teachers their masters, and those who are mature and virtuous are their masters.

Mr. Master, giving the things you use to your students, whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or pen, ink, paper and inkstone, has a far more profound meaning than gifting. This means that Mr. truly recognizes you as his student and disciple, and can inherit his knowledge. The mantle, not just a simple teacher who teaches and solves doubts.

Feeling joy in his heart, Wang Anfeng carefully put the guqin in his hand on the table, stood up suddenly, and wanted to salute first, but found that his movements were a little flustered just now, and his clothes were messy, so he raised his hand and hurriedly straightened his clothes, feeling that there was nothing wrong with it. What disrespect, just now, he bowed deeply to Jiang Shouyi and said:
"So, thank you sir, no, thank you teacher."

Jiang Shou nodded and chuckled when he saw it, and said:
"Very good, very good."

The two chatted for a while again. Jiang Shouyi gave his own opinion on the issues that he still didn't understand in the young man's new book. The tea was already cold, and Wang Anfeng got up to resign. It's just that today he no longer has empty hands, but has an extra heavy hand. piano case.

Holding the piano, Wang Anfeng walked out of Jiang's courtyard, and saw a layer of snow on the street outside the door, and there were no pedestrians around, but in the snow, there was a young man in white standing with his hands down. After a long time, there was already white snow on the tip of the hair and shoulders, which made the young man's brows paler.

Standing next to the young man was Zhao Xiujie who hadn't come for a long time, throwing a good silk umbrella on the ground, and behind him stood two warriors silently, each holding a brocade box, seeing Wang Anfeng coming out, Zhao Xiujie's eyes lighted slightly, but before he could speak, the young man in white shirt beside him had already stepped forward, clasped his fists and said:

"Qin Fei in Xiatianhe County is here to make amends."

Wang Anfeng was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and said:
"apologize?"

"I remember, your Excellency and I have never met each other... What crime do you pay for?"

Qin Fei looked up at him and said:

"It's a crime to appeal rashly without masking your face."

"Your Majesty heard that Brother Wang's martial arts skills are outstanding, and I feel very itchy. I want to come here to learn a lesson or two. Click here to make friends with martial arts."

Wang Anfeng saw that his expression was calm, his speech was upright, without any concealment, and he had a good impression in his heart, but he was admonished by Jiang Shouyi before, asking him to restrain his edge, and then in Shaolin Temple yesterday, he knew that his skills were really good. It's normal, and I really don't want to fight, so I smiled and said:

"I'm next, Wang Anfeng."

"Hmm...Brother Qin and Brother Zhao are guests from afar, and it's snowing heavily today, why don't you go to my house and have a cup of tea to warm up?"

Qin Fei opened his mouth, heard the meaning of polite refusal in the words, fell silent for a few breaths and said:
"...Then, then I will bother Brother Wang."

"It's okay."

Wang Anfeng smiled slightly, and walked towards his home first, and Qin Fei followed behind. Although he didn't say anything, even Zhao Xiujie could see the regret on his face.

But the regret in his heart was more than ten times that on the surface.

Martial arts competition is a matter between two people. It doesn't mean that if he wants to compete, the other party will compete with him, but he came here while he was excited, but he could only return disappointed, which is naturally a pity.

Although it was regrettable, he still chatted and laughed with Wang Anfeng as usual. Suddenly, his feet were empty, and his body slanted to the side. The person, deflected, has regained his balance.

But when his right foot fell, his body sank, but he stepped deeply into the snow pit again, and he was slightly taken aback. At this moment, he knew that the pit was not small, and he didn't know who had piled up the thick snow. not come out.

Wang Anfeng turned around slightly startled, apologized and said:
"In the countryside and mountain villages, the road is naturally uneven, brother Qin forgive me."

"What's the matter, I didn't watch the way myself..."

Qin Fei answered calmly, but just after he finished speaking, his expression froze slightly. Wang Anfeng smiled, turned around and continued to lead the way, but the young man turned around slowly, his eyes fell on the ground, and he was firmly nailed to the ground. It was almost exactly the same. footprints.

Whether it is flat ground or potholes.

There is no abnormality in the depth or depth, forming a glaring contrast with his own two pothole-like footprints.

Zhao Xiujie didn't know why, so he still followed Wang Anfeng, looked back at his cousin curiously, and made a gesture of following up, while the two warriors stood in front of Qin Fei, Ah Da looked at the footprints, and then Looking at the boy who stopped and waited for him, he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice:
"With lightness kung fu, the grade is unknown, but it has been extremely proficient, as if the fire has been turned into a pure green."

"It's only light work, son, you are not as good as him."

Qin Fei nodded slowly, and looked up at Wang Anfeng who was waiting for him. The latter was wrapped in chains and weighed at least two hundred catties. The guqin in his arms was not easy, but he could bear such a weight. His footsteps landed on the snowy ground, and he was no different from ordinary people. He was still talking and laughing, and his expression was normal.

Originally, the regret faded away, Qin Fei hurriedly caught up with Wang Anfeng in front of him, the latter didn't ask any questions, but just covered it up with interesting things in the village, Daliang Village itself was not very big, and soon returned to Wang Anfeng's courtyard, the young man kicked Wang Anfeng with his feet. The wooden door was pushed open, revealing a neat courtyard.

There are not many complicated things in the yard, there are only two thatched sheds, a fat black bear is nestled under one, and has fallen into a complete sleep, while a horse with a messy mane stands on the other side, A pair of golden vertical pupils, heard the sound and looked sideways at Wang Anfeng and others, the eyes were as cold as electricity, which made Qin Fei slightly startled.

And Wang Anfeng already smiled and asked:
"Horse, how are you doing today?"

The horse neighed twice, with an intimate attitude, which made the young man smile, and then said a few more words, put down the guqin for a while, pushed open the door, and counted people behind him:
"Please come in."

Qin Fei said "excuse me", and then he stepped in first, followed by a few people into the house, Wang Anfeng closed the courtyard full of wind and snow, the house is not much decorated, very plain, the only thing that is new is the bed, except Other than that, they are all old objects, and the traces on them are obviously used for a long time.

Wang Anfeng led them to sit down, and while lighting a fire and boiling water, they chatted softly. Among them, Qin Fei spoke several times, wanting to inquire about Wang Anfeng's martial arts from the sidelines, but he was always avoided.
"This is the first time that there are so many guests at home. There are not enough tea cups. Please don't mind serving tea in thick porcelain bowls."

"Brother Wang is too polite."

Wang Anfeng smiled, and took out the porcelain bowl. He learned the way of making tea from Jiang Shouyi's wife. He didn't pursue complexity, he only wanted simplicity and truth. No one could see the difference. Even Qin Fei just looked at it quietly. There are a lot of books around, which is normal. Confucianism emphasizes education, and there are very few people who don't read nowadays.

Other than that, there is nothing related to martial arts, and it is difficult to see Wang Anfeng's strength. The enthusiasm that has just risen is like a bucket of ice water poured on his face, and gradually calms down. At this time, the fragrance of tea is rising gradually. , Qin Fei's mood turned calm, and he wondered if he was a little impatient. A bowl of tea soup had already been placed in front of him. The black bottom of the bowl made the tea soup as clear as amber.

Wang Anfeng didn't just make tea for him and Zhao Xiujie. The pot of boiling water was just enough to make five bowls of clear tea. Even the two wrestlers shared a bowl each. The dryness subsided, and there was a bit of shock in his heart. When he looked up, he saw Wang Anfeng poured out the last bowl but didn't drink it. He said in surprise:
"Brother Wang...why don't you drink?"

"It's a guest from afar, so let's serve the tea to the guest..."

While speaking, Wang Anfeng had already looked towards a direction where there was no one there. Although there was no one there, he still felt a subtle uncomfortable feeling. The breath was not aimed at him, but it always reminded him of what happened last night. Mr. Ying's cold eyes filled the world.

The strong reaction of the body's instinct cannot be ignored at all.

Just as Qin Fei was about to answer, he suddenly thought of something, his expression changed slightly, and the blue-shirted boy had already got up, his chains were ringing softly, he stretched out his hand to lead the teacup, and said softly towards a direction where no one was there:

"I have no intention of harming Brother Qin, and people outside the house can't see the inside, and since your Excellency has already been exposed, why hide it?"

"It's cold outside, why not drink a cup of hot tea to warm up your body."

As the voice fell, everyone's expressions changed suddenly except Zhao Xiujie.

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