In a blink of an eye, time flies, seven years have passed, Mo Wen is already seven years old, this age is the best time to practice martial arts, and it is also the best time for children to be active, and children of the same age as Mo Wen have been able to play a complete set of basic boxing techniques, and Mo Wen is still in the small attic at this time with a gray-haired old master learning thousand characters. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are bright......" The old master shook his head vigorously and kept repeating, Mo Wen's thoughts had already flown out of the window, at this moment, a little boy quietly climbed up to the attic window, knocked lightly a few times, only to see a child of his age lying on the window and grimacing, this boy is the son of Cangshan, Cangfeng.

Just as Mo Wen kept gesturing to the window, Cangfeng's head suddenly retracted, Mo Wen realized that it was not good, and quickly turned around, the old master's ring ruler suddenly fell on the top of Mo Wen's head, Mo Wen quickly rubbed his head and stood up.

The old master sighed: "Hey, you can't teach, you can't teach!" After speaking, he shook his body and walked away.

And Mo Wen is a child after all, he doesn't remember the fight at all, he forgets it when he turns his head, the old master leaves with his front feet, Mo Wen leaves and runs out of the attic, runs too quickly, bumps into a person at once, falls to the ground, and when he looks up and sees that it is Mo Daoyuan, Mo Wen shrunk his neck: "Daddy." ”

Mo Daoyuan nodded: "Q'er, why did you get out of class so early today?"

Mo asked the hesitant who didn't know what to say: "Sir...... Sir, he, he's got something to leave. ”

Mo Daoyuan naturally saw that Mo Wen was lying, but he didn't delve into it: "Then how did you learn today?"

"It's okay, it's fine. ”

Mo Daoyuan patted Mo Wen's head: "That's good, remember, you must listen to Mr., you know?"

Mo Wen saw that Mo Daoyuan didn't continue to ask, and secretly rejoiced: "Daddy, Senior Brother Cangfeng has already started practicing martial arts, when can I practice martial arts?" This question was held back in Mo Wen's heart for a long time, and finally asked.

Mo Daoyuan's face changed slightly: "This, don't worry, you learn the words first, and when you learn the words well, you can naturally practice martial arts." ”

Mo Wen pouted: "But can't Cangfeng learn words and don't practice martial arts?"

Mo Daoyuan frowned a little when Mo asked a series of questions, and said sternly: "Okay! Don't say it again, Cangfeng can, you can't!"

Mo Wen was a little unconvinced, and looked up at Mo Daoyuan: "Daddy, then how can I learn martial arts?"

"It's simple, when you learn the characters well, you can learn martial arts. Mo Daoyuan dropped such a sentence and left, he didn't dare to look at Mo Wen's firm little eyes anymore, and Mo Daoyuan also secretly made up his mind that he must finish the thousand-word literature in the shortest possible time.

For a full seven days, Mo Wen devoted himself to the pen and ink, Cangfeng came to Mo Wenquan several times and did not see it, not only learned all the thousand words, but also followed the old master to learn the three-character scripture, for Mo Wen's sudden change, it really made the old master happy for a long time.

Originally, this old master was also born in Jinshi, and he was once an official in the court, but later because of the rampant corruption in the court, the officials of the Manchu Dynasty formed gangs, the old master was disheartened and decided to resign and return to the wilderness, but although he is not in the government and the opposition now, countless officials in the court have been students of the old master, originally Mo Daoyuan invited him to teach Mo Wen, the old master was unwilling, he was an official and naturally knew that people in the martial arts were actually no different from bandits in the eyes of the court.

However, the old master also decided to meet Mo Wen, so he asked Mo Wen a question when he met for the first time, and Mo Wen's answer made the old master change his attention, this teaching is two years, Mo Wen is extremely smart, but he has no interest in learning literature, the old master has always hoped that Mo Wen can become a generation of Confucianism, but it always backfires, and now this change has rekindled hope in the old master's heart.

But in Mo Wen's heart, this is just an agreement between himself and Mo Daoyuan.

On this day, Mo Wen found Mo Daoyuan again: "Daddy, I have finished learning the thousand-character text, and I can also memorize the three-character scripture backwards, now I can practice martial arts, right?"

Mo Daoyuan smiled: "I've heard this from my husband, you are doing well, and my father is very satisfied." ”

Mo Wen's eyes lit up and he asked eagerly, "Daddy, can I practice martial arts?"

Mo Daoyuan shook his head: "No." ”

Mo Wen's mood suddenly fell to the bottom again: "Daddy, why? Didn't you say that? As long as you learn the characters well, you can practice martial arts?"

"Ask, you can't give up halfway, the thousand-character text is just the foundation, as for the three-character scripture, a child of your size may have memorized it a long time ago, but what about the rest?"

Mo Wen's tears swirled in his eyes, he thought that his father had deceived him, but he raised his little face vigorously to prevent the tears from falling.

And Mo Daoyuan also felt a pain in his heart when he saw this scene: "Ask you, no matter how good your martial arts practice is, you are just a reckless man, and if you learn well, you will be a wise man, a reckless man will be angry and blood will be splashed with blood for five steps, and a wise man can bleed thousands of miles when he is angry." ”

What Mo Daoyuan said, Mo didn't understand a word, and he didn't ask more, he just wanted to learn martial arts, and the child always saw what others had like this, and thought it was the best.

Alternating between cold and summer, five years of time have passed in a blink of an eye, Mo Wen has matured a lot, and in the past five years, he has never asked Mo Daoyuan when he will be able to practice martial arts, and the old master did not teach Mo Wen anything on this day: "Ask you, the old man can teach you, you have almost learned everything." ”

Mo Wen stood up respectfully: "Sir, students still have a lot to learn, don't you often say that there is no end to learning." ”

The old man touched his beard and nodded: "Yes, yes, since your transformation five years ago, the old man has been afraid that you are a brain fever, and now it seems that the old man is very pleased." ”

"Thanks to his teachings, without his constant encouragement, it would be difficult for students to persevere for so many years. ”

"Remember the first time I met you and asked you questions?"

"Of course, the student remembers that my husband asked me what is most precious in the world. ”

"Then how did you answer at that time?" the old master asked with a smile as he looked at Mo.

At that time, the student replied that what he could not get was the most precious. ”

The old man laughed: "The old man will ask you again now, what do you think is the most precious thing in the world." ”

"Sir, when the student was young, he thought that whatever he could not get must be the best, but now the student thinks that the most precious thing in the world is what is in front of him. ”

The old master stood up from the table and stretched: "Okay, ask you, people, you will learn when you are old, the old man has nothing to teach you, and you need to understand the rest yourself." ”