After winning the male lead [Quick Transmigration]

Chi Qishu turned to the last page, and saw that there was something newly added on it.

——The husband horse must secure its place, suit its water and plants, satisfy its hunger and satiety...cut off its mane, and let it fall around, cut its eyes and ears, so that it will not be frightened...the horse and man will marry each other, and then they can be used. ①

This is Tan Guangzhong's handwriting, which seems to have been recorded in his heart after the training.

The handwriting on the front is neat and complete. It is obvious that the ancestors recorded and copied all their life experiences one by one. But Tan Guangzhong is different. Write it down in this booklet.

——The saddle, the rein, the title, and the bridle are all the equipment for riding and riding.Every horse does not hurt at the end, but at the beginning... It is better to work hard than a human, and there is no hard horse in Yunnan.Always have more than enough orders to prepare for the enemy to overwhelm me. ②

After closing the "Art of War", Uncle Fu had already come out. Seeing that Chi Qishu was still sitting in the yard, he turned around and took out a piece of clothing and handed it to Chi Qishu.

"The weather is going to be cold now, no one will take care of you in the palace, so be more vigilant."

"Fubo, you are getting old, so you don't need to do these jobs." Tan Guanggu has a deep affection for Fubo, seeing the white hair in Fubo's hair, he feels sour in his heart.

As he said that, he put the booklet in his arms, stepped forward to hold Forbe's arm, and the two walked out.

"Now the family is in such a mess. Your mother is used to presiding over the overall situation. She doesn't know what the servants are like. I can handle these things smoothly, especially the general. He has fought in the battlefield all his life. In the end, the country perishes, and he has both legs crippled. For him, this is a huge blow, son, Uncle Fu knows that you have suffered before, but you have to be considerate of your father."

Uncle Fu chattered, and after a while he started talking about the funny stories of his elder brother practicing martial arts when he was a child, and the time when the old general taught Tan Guanggu how to write one stroke at a time. He secretly wiped his tears while talking about the scene.

"Forbe..."

Seeing that he was about to cry when he told the young master who had finally returned home, Uncle Fu quickly waved his hand, "Don't talk, don't talk anymore, come back today to have dinner before leaving? Uncle Fu will go to the back to see, Definitely make the tamales that the young master likes."

After saying that, Fu Bo staggered away. Chi Qishu watched from behind, and found that the old man was really old compared to Tan Guanggu's memory.

Old people tend to soften their hearts and love to nag.

Mrs. Tan was busy packing things for Chi Qishu. When Chi Qishu passed by, she had already packed three big boxes. Chi Qishu felt a headache when he saw it.

"Mother, there are all these things in the palace, you pack so much, it's not convenient for me to take it with you."

Mrs. Tan glanced back at her youngest son, and said angrily, "Where are the things in the palace as convenient as those in your own home? By the way, there is also the cloth tiger that you like to hug when you sleep. Without it, would you be unable to sleep at night?" good?"

Chi Qishu thought it was something, and looked over there, and saw that Mrs. Tan was holding a cloth tiger, with the tiger head and tiger brain embroidery on it, quite naive.

Tan Guanggu actually sleeps with this thing at night?

His face turned red immediately, and he snatched the cloth tiger off, "Mother, I'm already old, so I won't take these things?"

"Can't I have something to hug when I grow up?" Mrs. Tan ignored it, and took the cloth tiger back and stuffed it into the package. She glanced at her blushing little son, "It's okay not to hug this, but you Find me a daughter-in-law and come back."

"How can it be so fast..." Chi Qishu's head was covered with cold sweat, he didn't expect that Tan Guanggu, who was only 15 years old, was already at the age of being urged to marry.

"Your brother, I followed him too much, and now..." Mrs. Tan, who was originally talking happily, stopped suddenly when she said this, and looked at the packaged salute in her hand, and she sighed slightly, "Forget it, you brothers Two, I can't handle one."

Seeing Mrs. Tan's disappointed look, Chi Qishu immediately leaned over to act like a spoiled child, "Mother, Uncle Fu said he made tamales for me. Could it be that our original cook is back?"

Hearing the steamed pork with rice noodles, and seeing the appearance of her youngest son, Xiao Mao Mao, Mrs. Tan barely perked up.

"That's right, Uncle Fu knew you liked tamales, so he brought you back with a deed of contract."

At the beginning, the Tan mansion was surrounded by Dayan's army, people in the Tan mansion were in panic, Mrs. Tan suffered a sudden attack, and she had less restraint on the servants in the mansion, and moreover, the gate of the country was broken, so I don't know if the deed of prostitution is still useful. As a result, many servants in the mansion ran away after the army withdrew.

After Uncle Fu came, he first went to the yamen with the contract of selling his life, and then used threats and lures to get almost all of them back.

At that time, Chi Qishu had just found a way for Da Xiao's student to become an official. Although there were many rumors in the market at that time, there were many people who sincerely thanked Chi Qishu. Those who talked about the mansion immediately sent patrols to help Uncle Fu arrest the fugitive slaves and bring them to justice.

After dinner, Mrs. Tan wanted to hire a carriage to take Chi Qishu to the gate of the palace, but Yan Yan actually sent a carriage to pick him up.

The person driving the carriage is Tang Feng.

When Tang Feng saw that Mr. Tan had returned home, he actually wanted to bring back so many things in big and small bags, he was taken aback for a moment, and quickly jumped off the carriage to take over.

Chi Qishu stretched out his hand to stop him, glanced at the carriage, and pointed out: "I didn't expect you to come."

Tang Feng laughed dryly.

At this time, the house slave of Tan Mansion had already put the things on the carriage behind.

Seeing this, Chi Qishu bid farewell to Mrs. Tan and Uncle Fu and got into the carriage, and sure enough, he saw Yan Yan sitting in it.

"Are you moving the Tan mansion to the palace?" Yan Yan teased.

Chi Qishu didn't respond. He sat across from Yan Yan, closed his eyes and began to recall the "Art of War" he saw today in his mind.

After traveling through so many worlds, Chi Qishu has already developed the ability of never forgetting, but it will take some time to master it.

Yan Yan was not angry either, he looked at Chi Qishu's expression, his eyes seemed to stop at this moment, "It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip to talk about the family."

Chi Qishu raised the corners of his eyes, and gave Yanyan a glance.

"Your Majesty, you may wish to speak directly."

Yan Yan smiled, "Can you lend me something in your arms to read?"

Chi Qishu's eyes gradually darkened, "I can read it once, when will I return it?"

"There will be a day to return it." Yan Yan replied.

"Then the day I finish reading it, I will definitely lend it to Your Majesty." Chi Qishu said.

Hearing Yanyan's eyes narrowed, he hid the displeasure in his eyes, he knew that the Tan family's art of war was in Chi Qishu's hands right now, and Chi Qishu was a scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken...

Chi Qishu also secretly became vigilant, in the carriage, an explosion was imminent.

At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped as if it was blocked by something.

What happened?

Both of them were thinking in their hearts, and their eyes that were staring at each other began to slowly withdraw. Yan Yan put his gaze outside, and was about to open the curtain to check when he stretched out a hand beside him to stop him.

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