The gathering in the mountains did not last long, the sword dance could not be taught by watching the spring dawn twice, and it was discussed when to learn the sword dance, as for how to chant this song, it was handed over to Le Ting, although it was not possible to encourage Xue Qing to dance with a smile, the teenagers still left with a smile and a smile. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The girls also left not far away in the obstruction of the servant women, of course Guo Bao'er was not far away, she walked straight to Xue Qing's side, and asked with a cold face if she would go home.

Since the last time she met Chunxiao in the cottage and ran away in a rage, Guo Baoer didn't pay attention to Xue Qing anymore, and Xue Qing didn't care about a child, so she went home.

Chunxiao said goodbye, did not deliberately tease Guo Bao'er, thanked him seriously and said how it must be when he entered the capital, Guo Bao'er's eyes lit up, and then he knew that Chunxiao was leaving Chang'an Mansion, and he was immediately happy.

Chunxiao could naturally see it, pursed her lips and smiled, she was serious about learning this set of sword dances, and she must make a perfect appearance in the capital, but she didn't have time to play with children..... In case Miss Guo is angry and makes trouble, it will affect her learning sword dance, and it will be she who is unlucky.

A group of young people took the car to hula into the city, Chu Minghui and others jumped out of the car and beckoned to drink, and invited Xue Qing to go with them, Xue Qing did not agree to go with them, but got out of the car with the teenagers and walked together, seeing that Xue Qing did not agree to drink, Guo Baoer was even happier, holding a horse whip in his hand and staggering behind him.

The teenagers on the street were laughing and laughing, and the freshly dressed angry horses were very eye-catching.

"Young Master Qingzi, do you want a few fish? ”

A greeting came from the side of the street, Xue Qing looked at it with a smile, and waved his hand to the woman selling fish: "Don't do it today." The boys looked too, and saw a woman leaning against the door of a fish shop and giggling.

The woman said, "I don't want money for you." ”

Chu Minghui shouted strangely: "Sansanlang, why does even the aunt who sells fish like you, why don't you send you to me." ”

Before Xue Qing could answer, the woman had already said, "Because Young Master Qingzi calls me eldest sister, this young master, you call me aunt." ”

The teenagers laughed, and Chu Minghui was also laughing, and said: "Sansanlang smeared honey on his mouth, and even the eldest sister didn't let go... Beast. ”

Xue Qing shook his head and smiled without saying a word, and let it be funny, the people on the street laughed and watched this group of teenagers walk by, Du Guo Bao'er stared at the fish seller in the back, and said in his heart This Xue Qing is really attracting bees and butterflies, but he is a man who can't be locked up at home, so he is worried.

.......

Zhang Shuangtong returned home from drinking, but Zhang Liantang was nowhere to be seen.

"Are you really studying hard?"

The little maid in the house smiled: "No, Young Master Liantang was taken by Young Master Shuangtong and went to listen to the singing." ”

Zhang Liantang never liked this, Zhang Shuangtong was very surprised, and played the little maid's forehead again, and said, "Naughty, why do you call me bad... Singing is not a bad thing, it has its own big world. "Let's stagger.

The sky is already twilight, a few lights are lit outside the Zhangjia Theater, reflecting the flickering light and darkness on the stage, on which a martial artist is waving a sword and sighing Pingsheng, next to it there are sheng, flute, flute playing.

Zhang Liantang sat down under the stage and looked focused and seemed to be distracted, Zhang Shuangtong sat down beside him and said: ".. Brother Liantang actually knows how to play so well, this fold is the best in the audience.." Stretched out his hand and pointed at the martial artist on the stage, "... Little Pandan is good, right? Singing is good and looks beautiful. ”

Zhang Liantang shook his head and said: "Beauty is beautiful, it's different." ”

Zhang Shuangtong was puzzled: "What's different?"

Zhang Liantang looked at the dancing and brightly dressed martial arts students dancing under the lamps on the stage, and seemed puzzled, and said, "Yes, why is it different? ”

Zhang Shuangtong said: "What are you talking about... I'm singing well, I'll sing it to you. While throwing his sleeves and shouting that people want to dress up, the voices raised by the Zhang family hurriedly ran over, and the audience became lively.

Zhang Liantang looked at Zhang Shuangtong, then looked at the martial arts in the stands, laughed, and said, "Also, what's wrong with me." Then he got up, "Go to the book, go to the book." ”

Zhang Shuangtong sang in a long voice behind him: "Lang, you have a sandalwood table and jade case, the four treasures of the study, a hundred schools of thought, a hundred schools of thought, a spring and autumn period of etiquette, a thousand books of poetry, and a hundred scrolls of paintings., and look at that. Just wait for you to be ten years away... My Lang, stepping on the court boots, wearing fox fur, facing the purple pavilion, wearing red silk, really romantic..."

The long and clear light spread out in the twilight garden, and the performers on the stage over there also understood that they could beat gongs and drums... With such a beautiful scenery, Zhang Liantang looked back and smiled slightly.

......

On the twentieth day of the lunar month, Mr. Qingxia gave a big lesson and told the county exam to be approaching, all students should forge ahead, and they should not slack off during the New Year, and then announced that they had a big holiday.

The shops on the street of Fuxue Palace are closed, and they simply go to the New Year without social science students, and the Liudao Spring Mountain at night is becoming quieter and quieter, only the lights of the thatched cottage where Zhizhitang is hung have never been broken.

Mr. Si Brown looked at the article that was pushed in front of him, only glanced at it and scolded: "You are blind to me... Why let me read other people's texts. ”

Xue Qing praised: "Mr. is really insightful, and he can see at a glance that it is not mine... Then let's see how this article is written, don't waste your eyes. ”

Mr. Sibrown swept his eyes again and snorted, "Bullshit." ”

Xue Qing said: "There is such a bad person, is Mr. as surprised as me when I discovered the genius of Tianzhong?"

Mr. Si Brown was puzzled and said, "What is the truth?" ”

Xue Qing said: "A genius like me often relies on himself, sir, do you think it would be very rewarding to teach a person who doesn't know bullshit to be like me? Isn't it a surprise?"

Mr. Si Brown smiled dryly, picked up the paper and shook it, oh sounded: "So you want me to take him as an apprentice..."

Xue Qing nodded, glanced at the wine and food on the table, and a goblin fight book hidden under the felt mat.... Mr. Si Brown snorted and said, "I'll take care of your business." ”

Xue Qing said: "Sir, a sheep is put into two and two is also released... Multiple students, multiple paths..."

Mr. Si Brown interrupted her angrily and said, "I'm not a random person... Accepting apprentices is also a matter of chance. Otherwise, why don't you let Mr. Qingxia go to worship? ”

Xue Qing was silent for a moment, and sighed lightly: "I just want Mr. to have great powers, maybe a little bit can change a person's fate." ”

Mr. Si Brown picked up a bean and said with a bit of ridicule: "Fate? How do you know that it is good to change your fate? Fate has always been in your own hands, you can't control your own destiny, and handing over your fate to others is not called fate." ”

Xue Qing took back the article and said, "I don't want to teach, what are you doing with so much chicken soup." ”

Chicken soup? Having already understood Xue Qing's speech habits, Mr. Si Brown poked the plate with chopsticks and said hatefully: "Why are you so bad, the good chicken soup has also been ruined, and you can't drink it... Add one more article tonight. ”

Xue Qing glanced at him and said, "Revenge?"

Mr. Si Brown laughed dryly, pointed to the text that Xue Qing was holding in his hand, and said, "How come! Am I that kind of person? I mean you changed this article to the first-class... Didn't you also say that teaching bullshit well is the most rewarding, student, you are right. ”

Xue Qing lowered his head and looked at the text written by Leting seriously, and sighed lightly in his heart, according to what Liantang said, wait and see.

But Leting didn't give her that chance.

Xue Qing was stopped at the gate of the city, watching Leting pull two pigs and struggling to come, regardless of the disgusted gaze of the people on the street, he smiled with Xue Qing, and said: "Approaching the end of the year, we are the busiest in selling meat, and I haven't seen you for several days... I saw Miss Chunxiao's swordsmanship yesterday and I have practiced it, and Young Master Qingzi taught it well. ”

Xue Qing said with a smile: "It's no problem for her to sing the song head of Liuzhou, Leting, you taught it well." ”

The two taught Chunxiao separately because of time problems, and there was almost no chance of meeting, but through Chunxiao, they could know each other's progress.

Leting said: "So, what did Mr. say after reading the article I have written for so long?"

I asked... Xue Qing didn't know what to say, saying that he hadn't seen it yet, that he couldn't believe it, that it was very good, that he didn't know whether it was right or wrong, whether it was good or bad....

Seeing him silently, Le Ting smiled, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and said, "It's not good." ”