[Qin Shimingyue] On the development of love through improper households

As I expected, Zhang Liang really went out to hunt for beauty, and brought two handsome young men, Ziming and Ziyu.

Great, Zhang Liang shifted his target, and I'm finally safe.

I am quite curious about this Ziming.Although he defeated the theory that a white horse is not a horse that the Gongsun family is proud of, and even made Gongsun Linglong half dead, but his usual situation was reckless, reckless, and the situation continued.

As a boarding student, he was late for class every morning, which delayed the old man's head. Standing in the corner is considered extra merciful.But since Ziming came to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Fu Nian's attention is no longer on me.

While I am very grateful to Ziming, I am also worried for him. Such a naive child, completely ignorant of the world, will soon fall into Zhang Liang's clutches.

This afternoon's class is Zhang Liang's swordsmanship class. Originally, I wanted to pretend that I had a stomachache and not go to class, but I was afraid that Zhang Liang would teach us the method of sitting and forgetting our minds. If we miss it, we will suffer a lot.

To be honest, I have been in Xiaoshengxianzhuang for quite some time, but I never dared to ask others about the method of sitting and forgetting the mind. If someone knew my clear purpose, they would definitely become suspicious, so I had to slowly explore.

I don't like Confucian students, and I usually only have a good relationship with Zicong.Zicong is a humble and polite Confucian scholar. I won't comment on other guys like Fatty Mu. Anyway, I have Yan Lu covering me, so he doesn't dare to make mistakes on me.

But today, Fatty Mu and I finally fell out.

"Little fat man, apologize to Ziming quickly, or I will be rude to you."

Fatty Mu was so angry at my "little fatty", his lips trembled a little: "Zizhen, you brat, what do you call me?"

"Calling you little fat man, is it possible that you are still called 'My Fair Lady'?"

"You called me little fat man? Don't go too far! Why should I apologize to that fool? He is a fool!" The fat man was so angry that he wanted to come over and hit me, but I stopped him with one hand.

"Little Fatty, you have to think clearly. Who are you going to hit now? I am the celebrity in front of Yan Ershigong. If you beat me, I will go to Yan Ershigong to sue you. The consequences will be yours." Can you bear it?" I watched with satisfaction as the chubby hand waving towards me stopped in mid-air, and continued, "If Ziming is a fool, then you don't even have the qualifications to carry shoes for a fool, you little fat man. Don't forget that Ziming is the great hero who won the famous Gongsun Baima not a horse, but you lost in a mess as soon as you came out, are you ashamed?"

Ziming sang along side by side and said: "That's right, it's a disastrous defeat in the first game, it's not ashamed!"

Fatty Mu was so angry that we couldn't refute him, so he could only stare at us with hatred.

Ziming and I looked at each other and smiled, but I heard Ziyu whisper behind me: "Thank you, Zizhen."

I was a little surprised. Just as I was about to say something, the bell for class rang.

"Hurry up and get on shift."

I quickly pulled Ziming's sleeves and stood in the line.Zhang Liang stood with his hands behind his back, his back facing us.Just thinking about his little shit makes me want to kick him in the ass.

"How is everyone's homework preparation?" Zhang Liang asked, Ziming and I couldn't help but look at each other.

From his innocent and confused expression, I understood that we will be brothers and sisters again.

I will finish the homework assigned by Fu Nian carefully, and Yan Lu, Yan Lu is a good teacher, he never assigns homework, and he is very sympathetic to our students' hard work.This Zhang Liang also learns how others assign homework. It’s really good not to learn all the mess... I went to bed without reading a big word, otherwise if I stayed up late and was late for class the next day, the old man will definitely deal with it again. I.

"The art of fencing is an important one of the six Confucian arts. What is the purpose of our swordsmanship?" Zhang Liang looked at us and asked, "Zisi, you answer."

According to the experience I have summed up from the old man Tou Funian, even if you don't know the answer to this question, you still have to hold your neck and raise your face arrogantly, and pretend to be "I know, I know, I know everything." "Understand" expression, it is best to nod thoughtfully with other students' answers, so eight out of ten/nine times Fu Nian will not call you... But this Zhang Liang is a bit hard to say.

"The swordsmanship of Confucianism is bright and upright. A swordsman, the sword is like a person. A gentleman is magnanimous, and the way of the sword is upright. A villain is sympathetic, and the sword goes evil."

"Well." Zhang Liang asked again, "What is the purpose of Confucianism in practicing swords? Zi Cong."

"Practicing swordsmanship is not about being fierce and fierce. The key lies in practicing swordsmanship like training your body, and practicing swordsmanship is like training your mind. If your heart is right, you can cultivate your body and family, and then govern the country and the world."

"What is the key to Confucian sword power? Zizhen."

"Ga?" This is different from what I expected, he should be called Ziming, why did he call me?

"Zizhen, you answer."

... If I don't say something, I will definitely be laughed at by Fatty Mu.

I want to see my son's jokes, Chunqiu Dameng!There are no doors!

"The key to Confucian sword power...that key, to put it simply, is...fast, precise and ruthless!"

"Hahaha, Zizhen is such an idiot, he doesn't even know Xinyada, so he's so ruthless!" Fatty Mu, dare to laugh at me, you and Zhang Liang, I will not let them go!

"What Zizhen said is also reasonable." To my surprise, Zhang Liang rescued me, "The letter of 'Xin Ya Da Zhong' means that the sword is accurate and impartial, which is the same as 'quick, accurate and ruthless'." The word 'quasi' in ' is the same. Da means that the sword will follow the heart, the momentum is as fast as lightning, and the opponent has no room for maneuver, and it is also connected with the word 'quick'."

"Third Master, what about 'elegance'? Elegance means being tolerant and not vicious. This seems to be the opposite of 'ruthless', right?" Fatty Mu was very unconvinced, and seemed to want to compete with me for favor.

In fact, I really don't want Zhang Liang's favor. If Zhang Liang pampers him, I'm happy to see it succeed.

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "Zimu's words are reasonable."

Turning against each other so quickly, this Zhang Liang really has no morals ==

"It seems that Zizhen doesn't have a thorough understanding of Confucian swordsmanship, so I have to help Zizhen after class."

"... Xie Sanshigong." That's bad, it seems that Zhang Liang is still thinking about me, and wants to be alone with me next time, this greedy guy!

But there are still people who are more miserable than me, for example, my brother-in-law, Ziming.

Ziming was sent by Zhang Liang to demonstrate the actual combat with Fatty Mu!This Zhang Liang, I don't know what's going on in his mind, isn't Ziming his new target?Why didn't he protect his new target well.I don't think Ziming is Fatty Mu's opponent.The fat man admired that vicious one, and he got into trouble with us again, how could he let Ziming go?

Before the actual battle, Zhang Liang also pretended to tie the ceremony knot on Ziming's clothes, slapped him in a typical way and then fed a jujube. Poor Ziming didn't know that a sheep is a wolf's mouth, and he grinned foolishly Smile at Zhang Liang.

The battle between Zi Ming and Fatty Mu was a terrible loss.

"Ziming, are you alright?"

"...It's okay." Zi Ming pursed his mouth, very dejected.

"Don't be discouraged, it'll be fine if we win again next time." I patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "Fatty Mu doesn't have two brushes, and you will be able to abuse him in a few days."

"Ah Zhen." Ziming said softly, "...they only look for Ziyu, they never play with me."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm here, I'll take you to a magical place, a place that those guys never dared to go."

"Really?" Ziming raised his head, his eyes were full of hope.

I froze for a moment.

A picture clearly flashed in my mind.A young boy in white, with some white feathers on his shoulders, straightened his waist, turned his back to the setting sun, raised his head like this, and said to me: "Really?"

The afterglow of the setting sun blurred his face, and I clearly heard the affirmative answer from my boyhood self.

I mean it."

I came back to my senses, looked at Ziming, and nodded firmly: "Really."