The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

When Chu Fengge saw Zhang Zhihe for the first time, Zhang Zhihe was in the soup pot, which almost turned into a pot of baby soup.At that time, there was a severe drought in Qingzhou, the barren land was thousands of miles away, and the hungry people had to change their children to eat. Chu Fengge, who was passing by the clouds, suddenly saw Lian Xiaohan on the Jinyun formed by luck, couldn't help being very surprised, and immediately stopped.

As soon as he touched the ground, he saw a thin baby who had been washed clean in the soup pot. It was not yet full, but its head was big and thin, its limbs were like a stick, its eyes were closed, and it didn't even have the strength to cry. The master of great luck knew that this was also the jealousy of heaven, so he couldn't help but sigh.

He went forward to exchange the little baby with a bottle of Bigu Pill, and lifted him by the back of the neck to look at him.At this time, the little baby suddenly opened his eyes and grinned at himself.Seeing this, Chu Fengge couldn't help feeling sorry for him, so he wrapped him in wide sleeves, went to the nearest fairy city, and found a cave to live in.

Although Chu Fengge has never raised a child, he still remembers that he also had a wet nurse when he was a child, knowing that the baby needs to be fed.Instead of finding a wet nurse, he mixed the Tiancaidibao Wanzai empty green milk with water and fed it to him.

This child has not yet completed three dynasties, and has not eaten a bite of whole grains. There is a natural innate freshness in his body, which is catalyzed by ten thousand years of empty green milk. In less than half a month, he will be reborn. The child in my life is actually much fatter than a one-year-old child, but it is a pity that his muscles and bones are weak and he cannot walk or speak.

Chu Fengge wrapped it in his sleeve and brought it back to Kunlun.Seeing that Chu Fengge picked up a child back, Luluo thought that he was born with someone else, but unexpectedly he was an apprentice, so she could only sigh secretly, but still took the child, put it beside her bed, and took care of it day and night , and asked his maid to make some small shirts for swaddling clothes.

When Yun Zhongjun came to dig the wine jar, he saw this child, and he counted in his sleeves, and said, "What did you feed him, that he grows so big?"

Chu Fengge nodded, and said, "Wan Zaikong's green breasts."

Yun Zhongjun choked when he heard the words, and gave the baby the treasures of heaven and earth, which had been cut out of tendons and marrow, and said, "You prodigal."

Chu Fengge said: "My apprentice ate it, so it's nothing."

"Forget it." Yun Zhongjun held the little baby in his arms and teased him, and said, "What's his name?" "I fished him out of the soup pot, and his parents didn't know where he was. After a divination, I found out." His original name should be Zhang Gouzi. But this name is indecent, I just want to get another one." Hearing this, Yun Zhongjun nodded with a smile: "Very, very. What do you want for him?"

Chu Fengge looked at the pine shade outside the hall, and said, "Under Zhang Song?"

Yun Zhongjun coughed and said, "Why does this sound like the name of a book boy?"

"Oh, Zhang Songyin? Zhang Meixue"

"No." Yun Zhongjun said, "If you name it like this, I'm afraid he will betray the family when he grows up."

Chu Fengge heard the words, but said solemnly: "How dare you?"

"Okay." Yun Zhongjun said: "Let me come, everything bears the yin to embrace the yang, and the spirit is for peace. It is called Zhang Chong, and the word is for harmony." , how can one be born with words.

"Keep it for now and give it to him when he is 20 years old."

"Alright."

Although Chu Fengge cherished his apprentice, he never indulged him. When Zhang Zhihe was three years old and could speak, he held him in his arms every day and taught him to read various scriptures and classics.If you have something to do, let Lu Wenhe come and teach you.Less than four years old, although Zhang Zhihe can't read yet, he already has a stomach full of Taoist scriptures.

After memorizing the scriptures and the laws and regulations of Kunlun, the little man has to memorize them every day.Seeing that the child was working so hard, Luluo couldn't help shedding tears, and begged Chu Fengge, "Your Majesty is too cruel, the child is so young, you just force him like this." Zhang Zhihe saw Luluo crying, But she handed her a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and said, "Aunt Lu, don't cry, it's fun." Seeing that Zhang Zhihe was sensible, Lu Luo cried even harder, and said, "What's so fun about memorizing books all day long? "I don't know." Zhang Zhihe said, "I just find it interesting."

Chu Fengge didn't speak, but that night, he asked Zhang Zhihe to move out of Luluo's room and live in another hall.This made Luluo cry all night again.

When Zhang Zhihe was able to run and dance when he was five or six years old, Chu Fengge began to teach him how to box. He got up and punched once a day. After sweating, he went to wash and eat, and after eating, he recited books.After reciting the book, he can go to play.

Yun Zhongjun is a frequent visitor. When he came to stay for a short stay, he would take Lu Wenhe and Zhang Zhihe up and down the mountains and waters when he was bored. To and a lot.But sometimes, he would take Zhang Zhihe to fight crickets while Chu Fengge was not paying attention.

They fought the crickets twice, and they won and lost each other, but Zhang Zhihe got nervous, when he was playing with the cricket with a bamboo stick, he accidentally pierced the two crickets with all his strength.

Depressed, Yun Zhongjun uttered the truth after drinking, and told Chu Fengge.Hearing this, Chu Fengge silently moved the wine jug in front of him, and withheld his wine for the next three days.The next day, he went to feel Zhang Zhihe's bones, and it seemed that they had grown stronger, so he asked his apprentice to run three laps around the peak.

Zhang Zhihe obediently went for a run, and never touched cats or dogs again.Later, when he was seven years old, he moved to live in the outer gate, formally started to read and write, and practiced martial arts.

The author has something to say: Feel sorry for Zhang Xiaoshou, who was almost named Panasonic. This is a change of nationality.

Feel sorry for Chu Fengge, for a long period of his life, he was surrounded by Dodder Flowers and Uncle Doubi.