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Time passed day by day, and the day of recruiting warriors was getting closer.

The samurai selected must be capable of both civil and military skills, not only swordsmanship, horsemanship, archery and other martial arts, but also reading and writing. Sasaki looked at Aomine's copybook and sighed, so worried that he even twirled his beard drop off--

Not to mention that the Heizi characters look like earthworms crawling on paper, just the typo makes it hard for people to understand!

Not to mention that after being selected, you have to learn military art and be proficient in strategy!This bastard kid can tell at a glance that he is not a material who can read books honestly!It's better to force him to memorize it now, so as not to worry about it later.

"Hei boy—!" Sasaki made up his mind and waved at Aomine who was practicing, "Come here!"

He fake coughed a few times, shook his beard several times, and then said slowly: "I'll say the next thing, and you will say it too."

Qing Fengben stood aside wiping his sweat, and when he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized: "Old man, I won't recite the art of war with you."

"The first sentence... what!" Sasaki was stunned, and cursed, "Say it again, you are unfilial!"

"Don't memorize the art of war." Qingfeng shrugged, "The principles are dead, but people are alive. What's the use of just memorizing those, I will know it when I meet it."

"That method was left for you by the dead!" Sasaki was so angry that he wanted to knock Qingfeng on the head, "How can you be such an ignorant kid! Let me save you some detours, when you have a few lives, you will be gone Already!"

"So many people have read the Art of War, but they haven't seen many left on the battlefield..." Qingfeng rubbed his forehead, "I don't want to be fixed by these things, I must be on the right path."

"You...you...!" Sasaki was blocked by Aomine's last words, and he wanted to hit him on the head again, it's best to pierce through and see what's inside!He knew that this kid was talented and had the capital to be proud, but he didn't expect to be so conceited, he was really boastful!Damn stuff!

Seeing that Sasaki didn't say a word for a long time, Qingfeng thought he had acquiesced, took the bamboo arrow and said: "Old man, I'm going to shoot arrows."

"Come back! Who allowed you to leave!" Sasaki shouted, thinking for a while, "That girl in May wrote you a letter?"

"Yeah." Qingfeng nodded, since they settled down in May, the two have exchanged letters from time to time, about two letters a month, the most recent one just arrived the day before yesterday, "She also said that you will mention the art of war."

The implication is that May also disapproves of Qingfeng's memorizing the art of war.

He was sent to the city in May, and the news he got was naturally much wider and more reliable than this isolated country.She is smart and studious, and sees everything clearly. If she is a man, she might be able to make a big career.

It's a pity that she is a woman, Sasaki sighed, thinking of the reason why Wu Yue was sent away, his heart softened a little, "How is that girl recently?"

"There's not much to say in the letter, but I think it's good." Qingfeng took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Sasaki, "General Fujiwara issued a new decree, Yamate and Shehu counties increased taxes by [-]%, and Sifang, Lutai added [-]%."

Sasaki unfolded the letter paper, and the beautiful small characters were clear. In comparison, he felt that Aomine's writing was even more unsightly. The letter contained details, and when analyzed logically, it was naturally a hundred times better than Aomine's "The Art of War is in my Heart".

However, Sasaki touched the paper carefully, the white paper seemed thicker than ordinary paper?

Qingfeng doesn't care about the thickness of the paper, there are still four days left in the selection, although he can definitely be selected, but Heizi is not here, and the rest of the pastime is practice.

In the past, Heizi just followed Dezong's instructions, sniffing tea cakes, tasting tea, practicing calligraphy and arranging flowers in his spare time, or thinking about some refreshments, all of which were guided by Dezong.But now, because of the winter tea party, Heizi had to complete the selection of tea and water, flowers and ingredients, and various utensils by himself, and the time seemed even tighter than that of Qingfeng.

Because Dezong also tacitly allowed Heizi to go out, Qingfeng was quite interested in this - he had clearly agreed to take Heizi out of the house openly, but it turned out that he didn't take him out for the first time.

Dezong's tough-tempered old man.Qingfeng cursed silently with a straw in his mouth, counting the time, Heizi would come back in four days.

At that time, it will be just for Ah Zhe to see how he looks in his new hunting clothes.He spat out the grass stalks, held a stick in both hands, bowed forward and struck forward, the rustling wind pierced the air.

"Ah--!"

Four days later, when the samurai was recruited, Qingfeng was the first to enter without any surprise.

This time, a total of 18 people were selected, the youngest was eleven and the oldest was fourteen. Although Qingfeng was much younger than everyone else, judging by his appearance and stature, as well as his martial arts ability, many people were against him when they came up. Shout "big brother".

This round is just a primary selection, after which they will stay in the village for a month to formally learn the martial arts strategy necessary to be a warrior and cultivate their character. It is the second round of screening.Only after passing this second round can it be considered that the selection has officially passed.

After the first round of recruitment, the second round would start two days later. The 18 people left their names and places of origin and left with a deed.

Qingfeng took the deed and left immediately, he couldn't wait to find Azhe.He himself knew that he would definitely be selected, so when he heard the recording, he was not very excited, but when he thought of Ah Zhe, he would open his big water-colored eyes and say "Qingfeng-jun is really amazing" If so, Qingfeng couldn't help feeling complacent.

"Ah! So you live in Jiuhu!" A voice of surprise and joy suddenly came from behind, Qingfeng frowned, and turned to face the round face of a young man with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes.

The person behind him didn't seem to be able to see the displeasure between Qingfeng's brows and eyes, and still smiled and said: "I live in a neighboring village, Xishou, yes, you are really good, I think you are the best among the eighteen people, Can I call you Qingfeng, or Dahui?"

The young man didn't care whether the speaker ignored him, he just twittered all by himself, noisier than a sparrow. It was the first time Qingfeng met such a person, and he blocked him from going back to Azhe, with both arms Ringing her chest and snorting coldly: "Get out of the way."

"How many people do you think you can have in that month... eh, eh?"

He took a step back belatedly, and Qingfeng strode away without even looking at him.

"Hey...how did you go?!" After Qingfeng took a few steps, the boy ran over with a strange cry, "I haven't said my name yet...!"

"Azhe—!" As soon as he climbed onto the roof, Qingfeng saw Heizi standing by the corridor, still wearing hunting clothes, he must have just returned.

"Mr. Qingfeng." Heizi's eyes showed surprise, and he put the straw hat aside, "You're back."

"Well, when did you come back? How did you go out to play?" Qingfeng jumped down and pulled Heizi to make a few gestures, pretending to be puzzled, "Eh... why haven't you seen him for a few days and are short again?"

He was tanned and thinner, but his eyes were still bright.

This time Heizi didn't get into trouble with him, and with a little excitement on his face, he took out a volume of booklets, "The teacher took me to Datong, where there is abundant rain, and the tea can be picked twice a year, but the first batch The young buds are better, but I don’t know what kind of water they got, and it feels sweeter than usual when it enters the throat..." He turned over a few sheets of paper and spread out a page for Qingfeng to see, "There are [-] or [-] buds in Jiuhu. There are streams and springs everywhere, I plan to test water from one place to another tomorrow."

Qingfeng leaned over to take a look. He drew a few lines horizontally and vertically on the paper, then daubed the circle with ink dots, and wrote small characters. Seeing that Heizi was still staring at him seriously, Qingfeng couldn't help asking: "Azhe...are you going alone?"

"En." Heizi solemnly took back the booklet, looking at Qingfeng with some doubts.

"Oh..." With his serious look, Qingfeng was too embarrassed to say it, so he had to swallow the sentence "Do you understand?" abruptly.

Since Ah Zhe drew it himself, he should be able to find it...?

Qingfeng accompanied Heizi to pack his things, and waited for Heizi to change his clothes, finally he couldn't help himself.

"Azhe, Azhe, haven't you thought of saying something to me? Or ask me something?" He winked at Heizi, "Did you forget something?"

Heizi's expression was calm, and he washed his hands in a leisurely manner, "Everything is neatly placed."

"It's not these..." Qingfeng scratched his head, "Did you forget anything else? Think hard, Ah Zhe."

Qingfeng didn't know whether he really forgot or pretended to forget, and he didn't want to speak first, so he had to find something to say, he waited and waited, but Heizi just didn't mention the matter of recruiting warriors, Qingfeng was so anxious that he wanted to pierce the window paper.

"Azhe... think about it again..." Qingfeng was rather sad, knocking on the low table listlessly, "How could you forget..."

Heizi finally made Heizi laugh with his big dog's drooping appearance, Heizi reached out and patted his head, "I remember."

"Hmm... um...?" Qingfeng sat up straight.

Senior warriors also learn the tea ceremony. Qingfeng doesn't like the bitter tea, and he doesn't want to learn it in the future. If Heizi makes it, he will take a bite, but he is not interested in learning it.

"Not learning can't be compared with not knowing. No matter how you do it, you must know the steps, methods, taboos and a series of things in detail. After learning these things, you may never do it yourself once in your life, but if you don't understand anything, you will never encounter it I will do the right thing. Aomine-kun can't make tea for others, but won't others invite Aomine-kun to drink tea? Which is more embarrassing if you don't know how to make tea or don't know how to drink it?"

Qingfeng was irrefutable. To Sasaki, he could confidently say, "I've seen them and found them useless, so I don't need to memorize them." But he didn't know anything about drinking tea.

Because it was the first time, Heizi only taught him some basic etiquette when drinking tea, and didn't let him recognize the various tea sets and utensils.

Qingfeng always thought that the "ku" room was the place to eat tea, but only now did he realize that tea rooms are usually only four and a half stacks of tatami mats in size, and "ku" is just the name of this room.

"I don't have my own tea room yet, this is just a place to practice." Heizi seemed a little embarrassed, he moved the paper door, "This is the place where Yunzhong is the tea room, and you need to kneel to get in and out.?

After he finished speaking, he walked in on his knees, and Qingfeng also followed his example, but there was a rustling sound of the cloth rubbing, and there was no sound of the sunspots falling.

"According to the official tea ceremony, while I'm preparing, you can take a walk in the garden in front of the tea room, and come back in after the water boils."

It takes a long time for a tea event, and Heizi only intends to let Qingfeng have a bowl of tea this time.

While Heizi was lighting a fire to boil water, Qingfeng also looked up at the tea room.

There is no decoration in the whole tea room, only one alcove, in which there is a painting, a waning moon is drawn on a corner of the white paper, I don’t know if the ink is drying up or it is intentional, the crescent moon is not sharp, but It is uneven brush marks.Qingfeng moved back and squinted his eyes, as if a cloud just covered half of the moon.

There is also a vase in the alcove, and a white flower with a long stem is inserted obliquely in it. The petals are full and the top is only slightly opened, which looks pretty.

"Mr. Qingfeng."

"Oh." Qingfeng withdrew his gaze and concentrated on watching Heizi make tea.

Heizi took a white silk towel from his waist, examined it carefully, folded it into a triangle, and then folded it smaller. He moved methodically, folded the silk towel to half the size of a palm, and began to wipe the tea pot, followed by the tea spoon and the water pot.

The boiling water has been poured into the tea kettle. Heizi put his right hand on his lap and stretched out his left hand to lift the lid. He first hung the lid upright on the tea kettle, waited for the water vapor to drip into the tea kettle, and then slowly leaned the pottery lid to the side of the tea kettle.

He took the hot water with a handle ladle, poured it into the tea bowl, took the tea whisk in his right hand and stirred it twice quickly, poured out the hot water, and wiped it dry with a silk towel.It seems that the wiping movement is also exquisite, Qingfeng watched Heizi wipe it three and a half times, and turned the tea bowl to face it.

After wiping, Heizi used a teaspoon to remove two spoonfuls of tea powder from the tea pot and put them in a bowl, then poured boiling water into it, and stirred the tea in the bowl with a tea whisk.He held the bowl in one hand, and stirred the tea whisk with his wrist in the air. He moved quickly, but there was no sound of the tea being splashed, or the sound of the cloth rubbing because the arm moved too much.

After a while, the tea soup had foamed, so Heizi put down the tea whisk and picked up the tea bowl.

"When the host serves tea, thank you by receiving the tea bowl with both hands. When drinking, hold the bowl with your right hand and put it on the left hand, and then turn the tea bowl from the opposite side to the front of you. Sip lightly, drink slowly, and return it."

Qingfeng quickly took the tea bowl with both hands, the tea foam in the tea bowl piled up like sea waves, and the green liquid below was faintly visible.

"The first bowl of tea is dedicated to the samurai Aomine Daiki."