Qin Shimingyue of Captain Yamamoto

From the previous state of sitting and falling asleep, Ah Shisan, who had entered the sleeping state, slowly tilted his body and became what he is now. Of course, during this period, if Yamamoto was not there to help Ah Shisan to lie down slowly, Ah Shisan would not have slept so peacefully until now.

However, by now, Ah Shisan, who had been asleep for more than an hour, was about to wake up.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and soon, Ah Shisan opened his eyes, stood up in a daze, put his palms on the cushion under his body, and was slightly dazed, then looked around the room, only to find that Yamamoto had already sat cross-legged at the door, in front of him. On his knees lay the straight wooden sword.

"I fell asleep?" Thirteen muttered to himself, then got up, only to find that the food box on the table had long since disappeared, leaving only a few dishes of refreshments.

"Has Nanjia been here?" Shisan asked Shan Ben with some embarrassment. If Nanjia came to pack up the food boxes, wouldn't the Confucian disciples who had just known each other for less than a day look at his rude appearance just now?

"She has been here, but I didn't let her in." Yamamoto said lightly, put on his shoes, got up and walked into the courtyard.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Thirteen said with a smile, and walked into the courtyard with Yamamoto.

In the courtyard, the fragrance of flowers is still pleasant, but the sunlight has weakened a lot, and it is no longer glaring, and it just makes people feel comfortable when it shines on the body.

"The gentlemen of Confucianism really know how to enjoy..." Thirteen couldn't help sighing.

Yamamoto nodded, and then turned his gaze to the closed courtyard gate. With his ears, he could hear three people approaching from far to near.

Soon, the gate of the courtyard was pushed open, and Nanjia came in through the crack of the door, and saw A Shisan and Shan Ben standing in the courtyard for a moment, and then quickly saluted: "Master Shanliu, Miss Shan, there are two Confucianists The disciple wants to pay a visit to the two of you."

According to common sense, Yamamoto and Ah Shisan came from afar, and after Yan Lu and Zhang Liang personally greeted them, both of them needed to rest, so no one would come to visit them until the next day.

If you came here in such a hurry, there must be only those two little guys, right?

"Let them in." Yamamoto said lightly.

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Chapter 144 Chapter 143 Roast Chicken Skills

Soon, the courtyard door was pushed open, Tianming and Shaoyu walked into the courtyard together, beside them, there was Nanjia.

The reason why Nanjia is now standing with the two of them is not because Nanjia has a close relationship with these two people, but Nanjia is the person who is arranged to serve Master Shanliu and Miss Shan, and some male Confucian disciples come to visit. Nan Jia has the responsibility to accompany him to prevent disrespectful behavior, and to prevent idlers from making irresponsible remarks.

Besides, Nanjia also heard about this Ziming, and heard that he seemed to be able to cause trouble everywhere. With such a person, Nanjia couldn't be at ease, so she planned to follow the two, at least so that they would not Offend the VIP.

Seeing that Nanjia had no intention of leaving, Shaoyu was secretly anxious. He was different from the confused Tianming. He knew the true identity of the Master Shanliu in front of him. It should be the time when old friends reunited. How could it be so plain? an outsider.

You know, with such an outsider around, it's impossible for him to chat and laugh happily with Liu'er...

Of course, even though he was thinking about these things in his heart, Shaoyu's appearance remained the same, and he and Tianming bowed to Master Shanliu and Miss Shan.

After saluting, Yamamoto and Shisan invited the three of them into the main hall as elders, and poured three cups of tea, which was regarded as a reception for the three of them.

However, after pouring the tea, the five of them stared a little bit.

Yamamoto is habitually waiting for the other party to speak.

As for Thirteen, he didn't know what to say to the three people in front of him with his current identity, so he could only smile at the three people, and then said nothing.

Nan Jia regarded herself as a bystander, silently waiting for Tian Ming and Shao Yu to speak.

And Shaoyu was silently thinking about how to get this Nanjia away, and didn't speak for a while.

As for Tianming...he didn't look like he was causing trouble, but just glanced at Shisan from time to time, thinking about a question in his mind: Why does this Miss Shan look so familiar...have I seen it somewhere?

After being silent for about half a cup of tea, Shaoyu said dryly to Yamamoto, "Master Yamaliu's superb bow skills are admirable."

Yamamoto nodded, and said lightly: "It will be much more convenient if you know how to use a bow when you are away from home. A few days ago, I shot a wolf and a few birds in the mountains."

After hearing this answer, Nan Jia felt a little weird. Although she couldn't say that the answer was irrelevant, she always felt a subtle sense of incongruity.

When Shaoyu heard this answer, his eyes lit up, he had experienced many things with Yamamoto, and he immediately understood the mystery of this sentence:

"Wolf" refers to the Canglang King; "bird" means "Qin Bing".

Doesn't this mean that when they were on the road together before, they fought against the Canglang King, escaped from the pursuit of the Qin soldiers, and even fought with him?

Although Shaoyu had already confirmed the identity of Master Yamayanagi, but after getting the response from Yamamoto himself, Shaoyu still felt refreshed.

However, because of the presence of Nanjia, Shaoyu could only suppress the joy in his heart. Of course, the expression on his face became a little more relaxed.

"Birds..." Tianming's eyes lit up when he heard Yamamoto's words, but his reason was completely different from Shaoyu's, "Roasted pheasant..."

Hearing Tianming's words, Yamamoto didn't speak, but thought silently in his heart: This is really Tianming's style...

On the other hand, Nan Jia glared at Tianming, and complained a little in his heart, after all, Yamamoto and Ah Shisan were distinguished guests, and talking about these things in front of distinguished guests really violated the status of Confucian disciples.

"Student Ziming, our Confucianism says 'a gentleman stays away from the kitchen', it's not good for you to say that..." Shaoyu laughed.

"Oh..." Tianming shrank his head, it seemed that he was not going to speak any more.

However, at this moment, Yamamoto suddenly called out that Tianming is now using a Confucian alias: "Zi Ming."

"Ah? What's the matter?" Tianming asked with some confusion.

"How is your roast pheasant skill?" Yamamoto calmly asked a question that surprised others.

Shao Yu and Ah Shisan were fine, after all, they had been with Yamamoto for a while, so they were mentally prepared.Nanjia, who really had a close relationship with Yamamoto, stared at Master Yamaliu with his eyes wide open, wondering if he had heard it wrong?

In Nanjia's eyes, although he didn't get along with this master Shanliu very much, this master Shanliu should definitely look like a beautiful and quiet person. At least... he shouldn't ask others "how is the skill of roasting pheasants?" like"?

However, the fact is that this seemingly ethereal and non-human-like Master Shanliu actually asked a Confucian disciple about roasted pheasants...

In this regard, Nan Jia can only comfort herself in this way: perhaps, the idea of ​​an expert is different from that of ordinary people like me...

"Roasted pheasant, then my craft is naturally..." Talking about what he is good at and interested in, the carefree Tianming was happy for a moment, patting his chest, and halfway through the talk, he felt the dislike of Shaoyu and Nanjia. eyes, so his voice gradually lowered, and he said with a smile, "...of course, uh, very good."

"If there is a chance, can I ask Ziming to cook me a roasted pheasant?" Yamamoto said.

"Of course there is no problem!" Tianming didn't look at Shaoyu and Nanjia this time, and immediately agreed.

"Okay, then I'll wait for Ziming's roast pheasant." Yamamoto nodded.

"That..." Shaoyu waited for the opportunity, and quickly interjected, "Let's put aside the matter of the roasted pheasant. I admire Master Shanliu's bow skills very much. Can I ask Master Shanliu for some advice?"

Shaoyu felt that if he didn't intervene, the topic might be taken to other aspects, such as scallion-roasted pheasant, salt-roasted pheasant, etc...

"Yes." Nan Jia nodded hastily and said, "Our bow skills are naturally not as good as Master Shanliu, so please give me some advice from Master Shanliu."

It can be seen that Nanjia also has the same idea as Shaoyu at this time - don't let the topic go to other places...

"Bow skills..." Yamamoto muttered in a low voice, and then said to Ah Shisan: "Shan, go get the bow."

"Yes." Shan nodded, got up and left.

Not long after, he took out the seemingly ordinary bow from the room.

At this time, Yamamoto had already stood up and took the longbow.Of course, Tianming, Shaoyu and Nanjia who were sitting on their knees also stood up along with Yamamoto.

Yamamoto walked to the door, slowly pulled the bowstring with both hands, and seemed to aim at the stone lantern in the courtyard.

Probably because there is no arrow on the bow at this time, Yamamoto's momentum seems to be a little softer than when he competed with Zhang Liang before, but it still makes people feel the pressure.

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Chapter 145 Chapter 144

After holding the bow for a few breaths, Yamamoto slowly loosened the bowstring back to its original position, looked at the people behind him, and asked, "Who will come first?"

Master Shanliu himself drew the bow himself to demonstrate, and the next step should naturally be a Confucian disciple drawing the bow, so that Master Shanliu can have a look, so as to have the meaning of giving advice.

But... Shaoyu felt very tired at this time, obviously just wanted to meet and chat with Liu Er... Why did it become like this...?

However, Shaoyu looked left and right, and Tianming was looking at him as a matter of course, in his opinion, since Shaoyu's grades in any subject were so good, he should naturally come this time.

As for Nanjia, she never thought of being the first one. After all, she is a girl. It is better for boys to do this kind of knives and guns...

"Then I'll go first." Shaoyu said helplessly, and then took the longbow...

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Inside Little Sage's Village...

A person was sitting in the room, and on the desk in front of him were several volumes of letters.

This person is dressed in a solemn Confucian uniform, which looks more stable than Zhang Liang and Yan Lu: the sleeveless collar of the upper body is plain blue, with dark golden back patterns on the edges, and it is lined with a brown long coat , the lower body is ivory white, and the waist is worn with jasper, which looks elegant and serious.

He has a serious face, sharp eyebrows, firm eyes, and a short goatee, revealing a thoughtful and mature temperament, and it seems that he is not easy to get close to.

It is the current head of Confucianism, Zhang Liang and Yan Lu's senior brother - Fu Nian.

"Senior brother." A familiar voice sounded in front of the door, Fu Nian looked up, and it was his two junior brothers, Zhang Liang and Yan Lu, standing at the door.

"You are here." Fu Nian put down the letter in his hand, got up and walked to the door, "How about Master Shanliu?"

"Everything has been properly arranged." Zhang Liang nodded and said, "Brother, please rest assured."

Fu Nian nodded, although he didn't quite agree with Zhang Liang introducing guests to the villa in this eventful autumn, but since the guests had already entered the villa, as the master of Confucianism, naturally he couldn't turn a blind eye.

"I heard from my disciples that Master Shanliu is proficient in archery?" Fu Nian asked.

"Yes." Zhang Liang said with a smile, "I will definitely not be able to defeat that Master Shanliu."

"Master Shanliu shoots four arrows in a row, and the four arrows on the target are extremely square. What's more difficult is that each arrow has exactly the same strength and angle, which is really rare." Yan Lu said.

"Yeah." Fu Nian nodded, "Tomorrow I will pay a personal visit to Master Shanliu."

"Thank you, senior brother." Zhang Liang saluted.

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In the other courtyard...

Shaoyu was drawing the bowstring indifferently, and a huge question could not help but arise in his heart: Why did it become like this... It was obviously a reunion with a friend, and that friend was disguised as a girl, two things combined , it should be my side that has the advantage of making fun of me... If I make good use of it, maybe I can still see Liu Er shy, and what I get, it should be a fun and joyful day, but why... become like this?

And just when Shaoyu was distracted, a thin branch had already touched Shaoyu's waist, and Yamamoto's indifferent and slightly deep voice sounded behind Shaoyu: "Straighten your waist."

"Yes..." At this time, Shaoyu's voice was already weak, but he still didn't dare to neglect his movements, so he quickly straightened his back and kept his movements.

Shaoyu regrets it now, why did he say the nonsense of "asking for bow skills"...

After Yamamoto demonstrated, Shaoyu, Tianming and Nanjia each drew their bowstrings for Yamamoto to watch.

Regarding Tianming and Nanjia's bowing posture and skills, Yamamoto only told them to practice more in the future, and let them do it alone.

As for Shao Yu, the guidance started on the spot.

Of course, after all, Shaoyu is the young master of the Xiang clan, and even went to the battlefield at a young age, so his archery skills are naturally better than Tianming, who just came into contact with, and Nanjia, who has been in the village.

That's why Yamamoto only taught Shaoyu - there was only one bow at the scene, so it was natural for Shaoyu to use it...

However, because it is not a shooting range dedicated to practicing archery now, Yamamoto just asked Shaoyu to draw the bowstring to correct and guide Shaoyu's posture.

At first, Shaoyu was quite happy, after all, it was a recognition of his strength.

But after a while, Shaoyu felt that something was wrong, because this Master Shanliu, who Liu Er pretended to be, started to guide him as an elder. Although there was no accusation or beating, the tepid language There is an inexplicable pressure that makes people involuntarily obey.

How can this look like a little friend reunion?This is simply the same as being with Master Fan.If it weren't for Liu'er's hint before, Shaoyu would have suspected that Master Shanliu was someone else pretending...

It's even harder than taking classes in Confucianism...

What made Shaoyu even more depressed was that Nanjia and Tianming were watching the incident.Nanjia was fine, she maintained the reserve of an orthodox Confucian female disciple, she kept quiet... Tianming, who was not even considered a half-confucianist, looked as if watching the excitement was not a big deal...

It seems... everything is to blame...