P.S.: Well, I didn't expect it to be on the shelves today, which is owed yesterday, so naturally it is still in the public chapter, and there is a more public chapter in the afternoon. In the evening, the VIP will be released, dear people must continue to support Yaoyao, the first order!――

Zhiruo walked out of the door, and Ruchun, who was guarding the door, hugged a small burden and said softly: "Girl, Ah Xiang pried open the flat wooden box, as the girl said, inside is a large stack of silver tickets, two books, and a letter. ”

Zhiruo nodded: "You put it away, let's go see Ze'er and them first." ”

"Well, don't worry, girl, Mother Fang said that the second girl's fever has subsided, and the third girl is no longer crying, the eldest young master and the second young master are reading a book and the other is practicing martial arts. Ruchun responded, this time several young masters and girls really suffered, especially the three girls at a young age, who have always been hurt by their fathers, aunts, and brothers and sisters, where can they endure this series of fright and suffering? Can they not have nightmares and cry? These slaves and maids are distressed when they look at it.

When he arrived at the small courtyard where Zhiruo's sisters and brothers lived, 11-year-old Minghui was really only practicing martial arts in a jacket, and he was already sweating on a cold day. Yu Qianbo's eldest daughter-in-law, Fang's mother, was standing there with a big cotton towel and a long cotton robe in her hand, muttering anxiously, it seemed that she should have been persuaded for a long time.

Where is this martial arts practice? It's obviously venting, right? Zhiruo sighed: "Hui'er, my father is watching from the sky." He just left, and you threw all his words out of the clouds?"

Zhiruo's voice was flat and did not raise it, but it made Minghui, who originally looked crazy, stunned for a moment, and the movements on his hands and feet also stopped.

Zhiruo took the big cotton towel from Fang's mother's hand, and walked over to help Minghui wipe the sweat on his face, and Fang's mother also quickly took advantage of the situation to put on the cotton robe for him.

Zhiruo continued to whisper slowly while wiping: "Father said that you can't become a big fat man by eating in one bite, everything must be done gradually, don't think about it overnight, practicing martial arts is even more so, it is easy to go crazy when you are impetuous." Father also said, although you have good bones and have the talent to practice martial arts, but you have an impatient temperament, which is a big taboo......"

"Eldest sister, father, he won't rebel, right? Father, he was framed, right?" Minghui hugged Zhiruo, and finally cried, this was the first time he cried after his father, mother, and aunt had an accident. My father said that a boy bleeds without tears. His father was a loyal general and a great hero in his mind.

Not far away, Ming Ze stood at the door of the house with a book of strategies in his hand, his face full of silent tears.

He had been locked in the room for a long time holding the book, but he didn't read a word, he heard Fang's mother outside persuading his younger brother Minghui to rest, and he also knew that Minghui didn't listen to persuasion. But he still sat motionless.

He knew that it was useless for him to go out, and he didn't know how to persuade him, if he knew martial arts, he himself would definitely practice like Minghui, so it would be like his father was still by his side to guide, and his father was still ......

It's a pity that he has not been in good health since he was a child, and the imperial doctor said that he has a weak heart and is not suitable for martial arts. Since he was sensible, he remembered that he had been drinking medicine and taking medicinal food to regulate his body, and he had only practiced the Five Fowl Opera in the past few years so that he could run and jump like a normal person, but he still couldn't practice martial arts.

Hehe, the younger brother can also use Lian Wu to vent, and use Lian Wu to remember his father, but he doesn't even have this qualification.

It wasn't until he heard Minghui crying that he was startled, so he hurriedly opened the door and came out, just in time to hear what his sister said.

Zhiruo gently patted Minghui's back: "Of course my father will not rebel, and the eldest sister also believes that my father was framed." But what should we do? We went out on the street and shouted that our father had been framed, and we wanted to take revenge, and told the person who framed my father to get out? Take 10,000 steps back and say, "That man is out of here, Minghui, can you kill him?"

Ming Zemo's dark eyes darkened.

Minghui was also stunned, gritted his teeth and said: "Eldest sister, I want to go to a master to learn martial arts and avenge my father."

Zhiruo nodded: "You don't object to learning martial arts, but the first thing you need to learn is not strong martial arts, but a calm temperament." Otherwise, you haven't done anything, and you don't even know where the enemy is, and you'll give away your life. For example, now, if you know that you are sick, and you still toss yourself in the name of practicing martial arts regardless of it, you may say that you are not afraid of death, but what about the eldest sister, the eldest brother, and the two younger sisters, don't you want them? It doesn't matter if we will be sad? Hui'er, revenge does not have to be strong in martial arts, on the contrary, no matter how strong in martial arts is, no matter how strong in martial arts, without brains, may not even be able to save their own lives, let alone take revenge. ”

As early as when Ming Ze opened the door and rushed out, Zhiruo, who was leaning sideways, noticed it, just right, let's teach the two together. In fact, his two younger brothers are very good, Ming Ze has a stable temperament, a delicate mind, and a good brain that never forgets and draws inferences. And Minghui is not only a good material for martial arts, but also has a natural appeal, starting at the age of five or six, he is the head of a child. The children of the generals are together, and the most common game they play is to fight, and every time he plays the marshal, he takes a group of children to make the back garden of other people's houses fly and jump (there are no chickens and ducks in the back garden of large families, but there are magpie parrots and the like), and even children who are two or three years older than him will listen to his command.

It's just that Ming Ze is not in good health, and as the eldest son of the general of Zhenbei, he often feels self-blame and inferiority, and it is inevitable that he will be more sensitive. And Minghui is impatient and impulsive, and if such a temperament is not corrected, it is most likely to become cannon fodder.

Minghui is also a smart child, he went through the events of the past few days in his head, and chewed carefully on the words of the eldest sister, as well as his father's previous instructions to him, and said: "Eldest sister, I was wrong, and I will never do this again in the future." I'm going to take a hot shower now, and then I'm going to see the second and third sisters. "The two younger sisters are still lying in bed sick, and he only cares about venting himself, and he hasn't seen his sister today.

Mother Fang on the side said happily: "Eh, eh, the hot water has already been boiled, the second young master hurry up and wash it, his body is full of sweat, don't blow the wind anymore." "The eldest sister is like a mother, or the eldest girl knows how to persuade the two young masters, she has been babbling for a long time, one is locked in the house and can't come out, and the other is crazy punching and kicking and can't stop.

Fang's mother took Minghui to the bath room, and Mingze followed Zhiruo with a thoughtful face, walked a few steps, and when she was about to reach Zhihui and Zhixuan's house, she asked with an expectant face: "Sister, if you don't know martial arts, can you really avenge your father? The glow that had just ignited on Ming Ze's face instantly dimmed again. Entering the cabinet may really have a chance to turn over the old case to rehabilitate his father, but ...... After all, he can't do anything! What a vain father's eldest son!

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