Uncle Guo

Lin Mingcheng is about to take the exam.

These days, he lived in the Liang Mansion in the eastern suburbs. At first he was embarrassed to live there, always afraid that everyone in the mansion would gossip.On weekdays, Liang Xuanchen was able to provide him with advice and advice during the lectures. The two discussed the possible topics of this year's policy theory, the examiner's hobbies, the recent court situation that he was paying attention to, and the matters that need to be paid attention to when entering the Tribute Academy.

"It is said that the war in the north is on and off. If the question is asked, it may be related to the prince's rebellion." Lin Mingcheng said.

Liang Xuanchen said: "Don't forget that today, he is also a prince, not a heir who inherits the rule by name."

Lin Mingcheng nodded quickly. He flipped through the book for a while, and suddenly said: "I heard that that person put down the rebellion of King Ning, and was transferred to put down King Kang. I remember that King Kang was kind to him."

"Did I show no kindness to him?" Liang Xuanchen said angrily.

Lin Mingcheng was also furious, "How can there be such ungrateful people in this world!"

"Let's stop talking about him, it's a spoiler."

Lin Mingcheng hurriedly apologized, "Look at me!"

Liang Xuanchen said: "How do you think I should punish you?"

"I slap myself!"

Liang Xuanchen bullied himself, "This is not too cheap for you."

The two laughed for a while in the room, and someone coughed outside the room.

Liang Xuanchen let go of Lin Mingcheng. Now that he is blind, he can't tell the difference between day and night when he is messing around. Looking at the sky outside, he knows that it is blue sky and daylight.

The person who came was not Liang Yuncheng, but Lu Bingwen, the personal guard who had been by Liang Yuncheng's side all the time. Lu Bingwen was in his thirties. After all, decades of cultivation is there.When Liang Xuanchen was young, the first object of his heart was actually Lao Lu, but Lao Lu had already married a wife and had children, and now the eldest son is almost as tall as Liang Xuanchen.

"Old Lu, do you need me?" Liang Xuanchen asked loudly in the room.

"Third Master, a few days ago Taijun Dong ordered me to prepare a cane for you. Now that the cane is ready, I will give it to Third Master to try, and see if it is still in hand."

"Come in."

Then Lu Bingwen entered the room, the two handsome sons were already fully dressed, but the atmosphere in the room was indescribably ambiguous, Lu Bingwen's face was slightly flushed, everyone in Liang Sanye's faulty mansion knew everyone, Even in the capital, anyone who knows the Liang Mansion in the eastern suburbs has heard of Liang Sanye's hobbies.When the third young master was in his early twenties, there were still many officials and eunuchs in the capital who came to act as matchmakers. Over the years, their families have become increasingly neglected. Even the daughters of concubines from small families are not willing to marry into Liang's mansion as the third young lady.Lu Bingwen looked at Liang Xuanchen and felt it was a pity.

Mr. Pianpian, how can you break your sleeves.

Lu Bingwen explained before handing over the cane.

"This is specially made by a craftsman I know well. The body of the stick is a hundred-year-old purple bamboo in the middle of Sichuan, soaked in suet fat for three years, and it will not rot or crack. The other end is wrapped and inlaid with Hetian white jade. It looks like a bamboo flute, not a cane." After saying that, he led Liang Xuanchen to touch the cane.

Liang Xuanchen said with a smile: "So that I don't look like a blind man, but also look like a nobleman?"

Lu Bingwen laughed and said, "That's exactly what I told the craftsman."

Liang Xuanchen touched it, but felt that the walking stick was extremely warm and moist, indeed like a flute.

"Hey, be careful!" Lu Bingwen hurriedly said, "There is a lock inside this walking stick, for self-defense." After that, he guided Liang Xuanchen to turn the suet jade at one end, "So, do you feel the buckle? Jump three times to the left Down, then two jumps to the right, one press!"

He only heard the sound of the hidden weapon flying through the air, "duk tuk" three times, and the silver needle was nailed to the opposite doorpost.

Liang Xuanchen said: "Such an exquisite hidden weapon, Lao Lu, you don't need to worry about it!"

Lu Bingwen said: "It's not me who bothered, it was the craftsman who bothered." After that, he took another box of silver needles and instructed Liang Xuanchen how to refill the silver needles to supplement after using the machine. "If necessary, the poison can also be quenched on the silver needle."

Lin Mingcheng was taken aback, "No need? He can't see, don't accidentally hurt yourself."

Liang Xuanchen said with a smile: "If it's nothing important, naturally don't quench the poison. If you really want to quench the poison, you have the intention to kill."

Lin Mingcheng suddenly thought of that person again, and felt that one day it might really be necessary.

Liang Xuanchen took the white jade and purple bamboo stick in his hand and groped and practiced for a while. He was able to master the mechanism in just one day, but because he was blind and his aim was not good, he could only shoot the silver needle where the sound was. In all likelihood, the shot will miss.

During lunch, the whole family sat down to eat together. In late spring and continuous light rain, there was a buzzing sound in the hall, and the mosquitoes were very annoying.When Liang Xuanchen returned to his small courtyard behind the bamboo forest, a dead mouse came out of nowhere, and he touched some cat and threw it on the ground without eating it, which attracted flies.He sat under the forest and wanted to play the piano quietly, buzzing on the left and buzzing on the right, which was really annoying.

After pricking up his ears and listening for a while, he made a sudden move and crushed a mosquito to death.

Rubbing the dead body of the mosquito with his fingertips, he felt that although his eyes could not see, his ears were extremely sensitive to capture the sound. With time and painstaking practice, he might be able to locate the sound.

Lin Mingcheng came over with mugwort leaves and incense, and nodded at his side, Liang Xuanchen said: "Dikong and Shuikong are hiding away again? That's what they should do!"

Shui Kong said from behind the bamboo grove: "Third Master, it's not because we two are just being lazy, it's because Mr. Lin is too nimble."

Liang Xuanchen said: "Filling out crickets again?"

Di Kong looked embarrassed, "Third Master, can you see what we are doing?"

Liang Xuanchen said: "It's worth looking at? The two of them were lying on the ground and digging around like a dog. There was more than one cricket pot hanging on the waist. It was not an ordinary bamboo tube. It was a bamboo tube. The pear flower wooden jar that cost a few taels of silver, right?"

Lin Mingcheng said: "You are really a man of genius, you don't need to just listen to it, you can tell the difference clearly."

Liang Xuanchen had no choice but to sneer: "I can't see it, I can only think about the sound I hear all day long."

After a while Lu Bingwen came over again and brought a dagger, Liang Xuanchen said: "Is it because Dad is thinking about driving me out of the house, so he is looking for some self-defense weapons for me to carry with me in case of emergency?"

Lu Bingwen said: "Third Master was joking, this dagger is for my own self-defense. The purple bamboo and white jade stick I prepared for the young master the day before yesterday, I thought about it, and the silver needle inside may not be suitable for you. This dagger is convenient for hiding. Melee combat is mostly based on instinctive reactions, moves come and go, you don’t necessarily need to see with your eyes, and the enemy will also be afraid of you when you get close, so you don’t necessarily have the upper hand.”

Liang Xuanchen took the dagger, "I remember your dagger. I asked you for it before, but you didn't give it to me."

Lu Bingwen said: "The third master said he wanted it. Is there anything he can't give, but at that time I saw your swordsmanship was light and agile, so I didn't think it was necessary to prepare an extra dagger, so I was not willing to give it."

"A gift from a beautiful woman?" Liang Xuanchen tilted his head and asked.

Lu Bingwen smiled, "Third Master, don't bury me, it was a gift from one of my senior brothers."

"Oh, it's even more unacceptable over there."

Lu Bingwen said: "My brother and I are just ordinary brotherhood, not the kind that the third master thinks."

Liang Xuanchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Could it be that when I look at other people's brotherhood, I have to imagine something wrong?"

"I did not mean that."

Liang Xuanchen put away the dagger, "Since that's the case, then I'll accept it with a smile."

Lu Bingwen looked at him, sighing in his heart, the son is still the same son, although he is blind, his demeanor and conversation are not at all inferior to those in the past. It should be said that as he grows older, he is now more calm and sophisticated than before.

"Third Master, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. My master passed on a set of close-handed grappling hands. When I first taught them, it was agreed that I could only pass them on to one person in the future. I am afraid that if there are too many people who learn it, they will be taken out by unscrupulous people to do evil. It just so happens that I haven't passed on this set of grappling hands to others, if the third master wants to learn it, it's better for Lu to pass it on to you."

Liang Xuanchen said: "How embarrassing, you didn't pass it on to my father."

Lu Bingwen said: "The old man is my lord, how can there be any reason to accept him as an apprentice? If the third master doesn't dislike it, Lu is willing to give him all he has."

Liang Xuanchen said: "If you can't ask for it, there is still a reason to dislike it?"

Lu Bingwen glanced at Lin Mingcheng, Lin Mingcheng understood, and quickly got up: "I have to pack my things, and I'm going to move to the Gongyuan tomorrow, and I'll check if there are any leaks."

Lu Bingwen walked up to Liang Xuanchen, "The third master has to promise me that this set of grappling hands can only be passed on to one person from now on."

Liang Xuanchen said: "If I don't pass it on to others before I die, will this set of grappling hands be lost?"

Lu Bingwen was taken aback.

Liang Xuanchen swept his eyebrows, "Didn't you think about this principle when you taught this set of grappling hands in your master's school?"

Lu Bingwen said: "It is said that this set of grappling hands was created by my master, and he passed it on to dozens of disciples, some of whom later went to the Jianghu to do evil, so when my master passed it on to me, he mentioned this Request. I think he would rather lose this martial art than a villain in power, right?"

"The knife hanging in the kitchen can be used to kill a man and kill an ox. It can also be used to kill people and steal goods. It is not the knife that is wrong, but the person who holds the knife. At most, I promise that when you teach others this set of grasping skills in the future, you will definitely be strict with your apprentice's character and heart." Check it out, if I swear to only pass it on to one person, and risk losing it in my hands, Lao Lu, you better not pass it on to me, and find another high-ranking student."

Lu Bingwen couldn't imagine that he would make such a request, and became entangled instantly.

"What the third master said is very true. If my master knows about it, he wouldn't blame me. I will explain it to him when I meet him later."

Liang Xuanchen said: "I'm not in a hurry to teach it today, why don't you go to your master and ask for clarification."

Lu Bingwen said: "No need, he has knowledge from the spring."

Liang Xuanchen was playing the piano. Hearing what he said, he almost dialed a wrong note.

"Old Lu, you are trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!"

Lu Bingwen burst out laughing at what he said, "Third Master, I can't say no to you, whatever you say is wrong."

Liang Xuanchen is unwilling to learn today anyway, Lu Bingwen has always been dull and honest, there is no master who pesters his apprentice to force him to teach, this matter is just a matter of time.Back at Liang Yuncheng, he told about Liang Xuanchen's polite refusal to teach him the grappling hand today. Liang Yuncheng sneered twice, "I don't know who this temper is like?"

Lu Bingwen thought: Isn't it like you?