[Comprehensive martial arts] Mr. Psychic Medium

The grass grows and the warblers fly to the sky in February. In the private school, a room full of children who have long been unable to sit still dangles like nails in their buttocks. After listening to the teacher who grows headless, the bell for school rang, one by one So he neatly stuffed the pen and ink on the table into the small schoolbag sewn by his mother at home, ran out happily, and went out to play with friends, and turned around and forgot the teacher's request to review his homework.

The gentleman in this private school shook his head with a helpless smile, but he didn’t reprimand him, he just raised his voice and shouted, “Run slower and don’t fall”, packed up his books and locked the door of the private school, and walked slowly along the country road. Go to your own residence.

He is a native of Xiaobao Village. He studied in this private school when he was a child. , went back to the village with peace of mind and became a private school teacher. Because the village is still relatively rich, everyone did not hesitate to spend some money to send their children to learn a few words. Bao Juren.

In spring, there are clumps of wild flowers growing beside the country road, the faint fragrance of green grass is mixed with the fragrance of flowers, the sun is warm and the wind is soft, Bao Juren walks slowly on the road with a book in his arms, his eyes are so comfortable that he squinted, and he just said something casually. He wrote two lines of verses that are co-authored.

His residence is a courtyard with two entrances. On the left is the family of Bao Suzhi, a younger brother of his clan. His younger brother is no better than him. He passed the Jinshi examination at a young age in his 20s. Now he is waiting for his seniority in Beijing. Fang, life in Beijing is not easy, so he didn't take his family members away with him. The children and old mothers in the family depended on his wife Xuan to take care of them, and they, those of the same clan, would also help.

The courtyard on the right was originally inhabited by a family surnamed Zhang. A few years ago, the youngest son of the family had made a fortune outside and took the old parents in to enjoy the blessings. The courtyard was vacant, leaving only two old servants to look after it.

A few days ago, when he saw a carriage parked in front of the courtyard, he thought it was the family with the surname Zhang who had moved back. Today, he saw people coming in and out of the courtyard moving boxes and cages. After asking, he realized that the courtyard was silent. The owner was changed, the buyer's surname was Su, and he came from Jiangnan.

There is a lot of literary style in the south of the Yangtze River, and the newly moved Mr. Su is indeed a person of extraordinary elegance. Although he has no fame, his calligraphy and paintings are at the level of everyone. However, unexpectedly, Bao Zheng, the three-year-old youngest son of his brother's family, played very well. Every day, he pretended to be a gentleman and a disciple, and even served tea in a serious manner. Occasionally I will also learn how to meditate and practice kung fu from that ranger.

A three-year-old and a five-year-old are both children who have not yet reached the school age. Their clumsy appearance with short hands and feet makes people laugh.

On the way, Bao Juren bought some pine nut candy for the child to sweeten his mouth. He only had one wife and one son in his life, and his wife died early, so he loved his child a lot, not to mention those two children were smart and sensible, so he wished he could Secretly hugged one back and raised it.

Well, it's better to embrace Qiuqiu from Mr. Su's family. The youngest son of Mr. Bao Su's family is really too dark, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a wife when he grows up.

First go back to my own home to get a new good book, and as soon as I enter the door next door, I see Mr. Su's younger brother, who is nicknamed Qiuqiu, talking seriously about Beiming, Kunpeng, the youngest son of Baosu's family, etc. Bao Zheng shook his head and followed the chanting with a stern face. The three-year-old child was stuttering with slurred speech, and his eyes were dazed with no understanding at all.

A few birds fell on the ground and pecked at the ground. Maybe the two children just ate some snacks and dropped some crumbs. The birds hopped around and ate hard.

Bao Juren smiled and leaned over to touch the two small bags tied on Bao Zheng's head, and another person shared some candy. After receiving sweet thanks from the two children, he went to the study to look for Mr. Su.

Zhong Yanqiu looked at Bao Juren, whose back was fluttering, and then at Bao Zheng, who was drooling from eating candy, raised the sweet pine nut candy in his hand and said, "If you can put I just memorized what I taught you, and I will give you candy."

A three-year-old child can already understand a lot of things. Bao Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard the words, he smacked the sweet taste in his mouth, and continued to try his best to follow the neighbor's very powerful brother to recite the meaning that he couldn't understand at all. "Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and Ren Meridian", "Shaoshang Point on the thumb, and Tanzhong Point between the two breasts", while reciting it, he followed his brother to make some awkward postures, staring at Zhong Yanqiu on the table Pine nut sugar on top.

Mother said that eating too much sugar would damage his teeth, so she wouldn't let him eat easily.

By the way, you can't call the neighbor's very powerful elder brother elder brother, but master.

After Su Mengzhen dealt with Bao Juren, she went out and led Bao Zheng, who was dizzy from reciting the exercises, into the door and coaxed him with a lump of sugar. While checking the account books of the newly purchased shop, he asked, "How is it?"

Zhong Yanqiu sat down and drank a cup of tea, and calmed down the childishness deliberately pretended on his face, "The bones are good, and if you practice hard, you can become famous." After a pause, he continued, "He and 'that Bian' has a bit of fate."

Over there refers to the world where the dead are.

"Then teach it well." Su Mengzhen pinched a piece of pastry and shook it in front of Bao Zheng. The child hugged Tang, his big black eyes turned left and right following the pastry, and his saliva dripped down.

So he pinched another piece and waved it in front of Zhong Yanqiu.

Zhong Yanqiu took the snack and threw it at Su Mengzhen.

Su Mengzhen's body fluttered for a moment, and the dim sum passed through his body and fell to the ground, making a small hole.

Unknown, Bao Zheng watched inwardly and giggled.

Bao Zheng's mother, Zeng, had to take care of the elderly and sick parents-in-law at home, and worry about the spring plowing of the family's fields outside, and the two older children were also at the age of entering school. My neighbor played well. Over time, he could still recognize a few words, recite some poems, and his body became stronger and stronger, so he was even more happy to see his success. He didn't realize how much his son had been taught at the neighbor's house. Great stuff.

Time flies, and when she realized it, Bao Zheng was able to jump onto the roof of his house and smash the bluestone slab at the door with a single slap. Her family Bao Zheng is a child prodigy. Not only is he good at reading the Four Books and Five Classics, but he can also talk about piano, chess, books, Qimen, gossip, farmland and water conservancy, but every time she sees Bao Zheng's skin that is two shades darker than the people around her, she still can't help it. I can't help feeling sad.

What kind of martial arts are you learning? If you don’t study hard in the house and go outside to learn what kind of martial arts, you will not be able to find a daughter-in-law in the future, son!

Bao Zheng felt good about himself. After all, his master said that if he wants to join his Xiaoyao School, he must not only be smart but also handsome. In the words of his master Xiaoyaozi, he has star-eyed sword eyebrows and a healthy complexion. It will be very popular with chivalrous ladies.

Although he will take the imperial examination to become a high official in the future.

"Master, here I come." Ten-year-old Bao Zheng pushed open the gate of the courtyard with the small schoolbag sewn by his mother on his back. He walked skillfully in the order of east, west, south, north, and walked through the formation to the back where many bamboos were planted. In the garden——if you can't break through the formation, you will be sent to the door of the front study every time like Bao Juren.

There are many bamboos in the back garden, but it is not only bamboo, there are miscellaneous begonias, peonies, and impatiens scattered here and there, and a lot of them are blooming at this time of year, which is very beautiful.

Just as Bao Zheng pushed open the small door of the back garden, a cold light hit his face. He dodged sideways without haste. Dissolve Zhong Yanqiu's sharp and swift sword.

Zhong Yanqiu held on to the sword to feed Bao Zheng. The sword's movements were fast, slow, hard, and soft, and it became more and more fierce as it went to the back. From the beginning, it was easily resolved, but later Bao Zheng only He was able to parry with all his strength, and after about a hundred moves, Zhong Yanqiu turned around and retracted his sword. Bao Zheng panted and sat down on the stool next to him, sweating all over from exhaustion.

"Where's senior brother?" He held the teacup and sipped, turning his eyes left and right but didn't see the person who was supposed to be beside him.

A ten-year-old child already knows a lot, especially a child like Bao Zheng who has been taught far beyond the progress of his peers. After being taught by Zhong Yanqiu for so many years, he can vaguely guess that there are some miraculous things in the other party that are not humane. The most obvious one is Zhong Yanqiu's appearance.

When he was three years old, the other party looked like this five-year-old. Now that he is ten years old, the other party still looks like this five-year-old. However, in the eyes of others except him, it seems that Zhong Yan has not noticed it at all. What is strange about Qiu is that the other party has always grown up like a normal person.

When he came today, Mrs. Bao Zeng asked him to bring some homemade buns to the "brother next door".

Looking at their current height comparison, who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother!

"He's gone out." Su Mengzhen has been able to act alone for a while without being around Zhong Yanqiu. Zhong Yanqiu looked at Bao Zheng's relieved expression and smiled, "But he left you homework."

Bao Zheng was going to take the imperial examination to become an official, and he was not prepared to let such a good seedling of an official be wasted in the rivers and lakes. He is not good at such things as scheming, so the education issue was handed over to Su Mengzhen, the senior brother of the Xiaoyao Sect. .

Bao Zheng packed up his clothes and ran to the study to study the current events across the country that Su Mengzhen had prepared. He went to the Tanyuan League and went down to the parent’s home for a briefing.

Zhong Yanqiu was writing and drawing on the sidelines, and silently compiled all the classics of the Xiaoyao School's exercises into a book.

"Master, Master," Bao Zheng said, "You really let me take the imperial examination?"

"What?" Zhong Yanqiu gave him a sideways look.

"You taught me martial arts, and generally you shouldn't want me to be a hero..." Bao Zheng blinked, and his voice became softer and softer in Zhong Yanqiu's eyes.

"On the top is as high as the temple, and below is the distance of the rivers and lakes." Zhong Yanqiu said, "I have taught you so many things, just to let you have the capital to choose. What are the teachings of my Xiaoyao sect?"

"The world is only a square inch, so we should act from the heart." Bao Zheng said.

"So, it doesn't matter if you go to take the imperial examination and become an official, or become a knight in the rivers and lakes, or even become a vicious gangster, you can do whatever you want." Zhong Yanqiu put down his pen and sipped his tea.

"But just remember, if you violate the law of heaven by committing a crime, I will take your life with my own hands."

His tone was light, but Bao Zheng suddenly shuddered.

The author has something to say: the future may be——

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