Chapter 155
Shen Huaizhou stood under the vermilion palace wall.

A seat of white clothes is like snow, gentle and elegant.

From a distance, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but saw him slowly walking towards her.

He walked unhurriedly, under the moonlight, against the evening wind, he slowly approached her, and slowly held her arm.

His eyes were full of harshness and distress, and after a while, he said bluntly:
"Did you win?"

Obviously knew about the banquet.

Shen Huaizhou was born into a noble family, he behaved like a gentleman since elementary school, and he was very respectful of etiquette.

Most of the young friends also have good manners and conduct, and even if they disagree with each other on politics, they will not exceed it in the slightest.

But today, such a polite person heard his apprentice fighting with someone.

My first reaction was that I was afraid that Su Liuyu would suffer a loss if he didn't win.

Su Liuyu smiled awkwardly, retracted her arm, and shook it: "I won, that kid can't beat me."

"That's good."

His voice was like a spring, clear and pleasant, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let Song Yanzhi teach you some self-defense techniques in another day." He added.

so good!
In fact, she really wanted to learn martial arts. Looking at Song Yanzhi's light kung fu, she had long been envious to death.

"I know that Master understands me best."

"I didn't know to inform my family when I came to the capital, you." He sighed, patted Su Liuyu's head helplessly, and squatted down again.

"Come up, and carry you out of the palace gate."

Su Liuyu was not too polite, the eldest in the palace was dying, her leg was injured, she was so lazy that she didn't want to leave at all.

She jumped onto Shen Huaizhou's back, smelled the faint fragrance of tea on his body, and said comfortably: "I'll sleep first, Master will call me when he arrives."

"it is good."

"Hahahaha, I'm so ridiculous, you said that you have such small arms and legs, and you still fight with people."

Hu Qingyang went to the city to get money today, and when he saw that Yun Ya'er was just changing Su Liuyu's medicine, he asked about it.

"How did you beat him? I heard that you even won."

"Brother, don't laugh at me. I hurt the enemy a thousand, and I hurt myself eight hundred. It didn't end well."

"Don't yell, kid, I can be your father at my age." His face was full of stubble, and his rumbling voice was full of dissatisfaction, "You are too late to learn martial arts now, otherwise I will teach you a few tricks. "

Ancient martial arts had to be practiced from an early age, and now that Su Liuyu is 11 years old, it is obvious that she cannot master it.

Su Liuyu doesn't care if she can learn martial arts, she just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Yun Ya'er beside her.

"You can learn." He said.

"How is it possible? This kid is already in his teens, and his sea of ​​anger has long been vented. He is not suitable for martial arts."

He immediately refuted, but after he finished speaking, he glanced at Yun Ya'er, with an expression of disbelief for a moment.

"Fuck, you can't, Yun Ya'er, you can't"

He stood up and pinched Su Liuyu's pulse all at once.

The action is rude, as if eager to determine something.

Su Liuyu was restrained by his callused hands, unable to break free at all.

Her first reaction was to die, her identity was about to be discovered.

Hu Qingyang's face was really ugly, he checked his pulse and looked at Yun Ya'er with a complicated expression.

"It was the real Xuanyou back then"

"Ah."

Hearing Yun Ya'er's affirmative words, Hu Qingyang turned his gaze to Su Liuyu who was honestly stretching her arms to change her medicine.

He sat back again, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through Su Liuyu.

His expression was unpredictable, and it took him a long time to speak.

The tone was a little blunt, like a knife sharpened with coarse sand.

"What the hell is your kid doing?"

"I'm just a reader."

I believe you, there are ghosts.

Hu Qingyang cursed in his heart.

"Do you want to learn martial arts? You are still angry, and it is time to learn martial arts." He was rarely serious.

"Big Brother, do you want to teach me? I want to learn Qinggong!" Su Liuyu was pleasantly surprised.

Hu Qingyang's face turned blue, and he looked like he hated iron for being weak, and cursed: "Can you be a bit promising, kid? Also, don't call me big brother, I can be your father."

"What's that called?"

"I will teach you martial arts, and you will worship me as your teacher."

"."

Is this master so casual?

"No." She refused flatly.

Depend on!
Hu Qingyang's eyes widened.

How many people outside begged him to accept him as an apprentice, and he was still not happy.

It will not be easy to find someone with a middle eye, and be disgusted.

"Don't bow down."

He snorted, shook his wallet, and left.

Back in the mountain, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he slammed the money bag on the table.

Because of the great strength, the table was about to fall apart.

Aunt Shui quickly supported the table and cursed: "I'm going to die, so much effort!"

"Don't bother me, I'm just getting annoyed."

"What's the matter, you were happy when you went out." Aunt Shui looked puzzled.

"Don't mention it, get mad at that brat, I want to take her as an apprentice, but she's still not happy, shit."

The sun really came out from the west.

Hu Qingyang stroked his beard, and began to scold again: "Yun Ya'er is too protective of her, even Daoist Xuanyou back then"

His face turned dark when he mentioned the bad things.

After thinking for a while, he stood up, pinned the double knives on the cabinet to his waist, and said, "Please stop robbery for the next few days, I will go to the capital."

He still doesn't believe that he can't cure that kid.

Su Liuyu is really not obsessed with learning martial arts, but Hu Qingyang is very obsessed with her learning martial arts!
She refused, but she was still pulled up and straddled for half an hour every day. It was okay a few days ago, but recently she felt more and more strenuous.

But when she went to complain to her master and uncle, she couldn't open her mouth. She is not a delicate person, so she gritted her teeth and persisted after a few days.

After eight or nine days like this, Huang Pengfei finally rushed to the capital one after another with his classmates from the state school.

Everyone met at Lin Fei's house. Su Liuyu has been in the small courtyard of Guocui Hall recently, and hasn't had time to find a house yet.

Everyone was busy with the world, but they were very happy to see Su Liuyu, and their exhaustion was swept away.

"I've been waiting for the government's approval at home. It's too late. There are many relatives. It took a long time." Huang Pengfei explained.

Admitted as a scholar, you can be exempted from corvee and taxes.

In addition to the exemption for immediate family members, collateral relatives can be appropriately reduced.

As a result, anyone in a village who has a scholar and can get a connection wants to reduce the exemption.

This is also the reason why the status of scholars is high.

The false emperor is in power, and there are more than a dozen items of taxation alone. People who are oppressed can't breathe. Reading is the only way out.

Those who have no scholars in the family village have been poor and poorer, and the polarization is extremely serious.

Otherwise, Hu Qingyang's bandits would not have become bandits.

"Brother Pengfei, I've arranged a place for you to live. We'll go to Hanlin Academy to report tomorrow."

Everyone heard what Lin Fei said in the letter, but they were still very excited to report it.

"You know that Brother Liuyu is the most powerful."

"Are we making up for it?"

"What's wrong with the shortage, who gave us a good husband!"

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