"Qingwen, I knew that you had made great progress, so I should have insisted on learning this Qingfeng Gong with you and Baoyu until now. Xiaobao looked very regretful.

Baoyu comforted: "Don't blame yourself, I'm not the same as you, in the end, I didn't give up after I couldn't stick to the results, and I didn't even put on a fancy posture, the key is ......"

Before Baoyu could speak, Wei Xiaobao felt that he had guessed Baoyu's thoughts, and said sourly: "You're right, the key is that we don't have Qingwen's foresight, arrange for the two of us to go to the top of the mountain where the ancestors are forbidden and planted there to repair the old house, but she herself ran to the mountains for a walk, and luckily picked up a domestic servant, who had to teach her martial arts under her coercion." If you want to talk about scheming, it is ......"

Qingwen glanced at Xiaobao suddenly, and Xiaobao suddenly had a door on her lips and stopped talking.

Then, Xiaobao wondered if it was a taste: why was he so cowardly, wasn't it just a look, how could he be so scared.

Xiaobao deeply regretted his performance just now.

Qingwen seemed to see Xiaobao's thoughts, and gave an answer very neatly, saying, "When did your mother want to teach you a lesson, didn't she always use this look? ”

Xiaobao suddenly realized and said, "Oh, it turns out that the benefit of your broken mirror is to eat and learn! However, this is not necessarily due to the outstanding exercises, according to me, this acting, any play will do. ”

Qingwen was born in a Liyuan family, although she was reduced to a girl in the Listening Oriole Pavilion, and later entered Yihong Courtyard, but she couldn't bear to be humiliated in front of her like this.

Qingwen's face turned red and was about to attack.

Of course Baoyu wants to be a peacemaker, as soon as he saw that Qingwen was a little tense, he knew that Xiaobao really stepped on Qingwen's "tail", he was just about to speak and persuade, when he saw Qingwen gently shake her body, and came to a slow turn, Qingwen paid the aura of Danjiao, and sang word by word, word by word:

"I'm a poor Confucian—"

When Xiaobao heard this, he immediately burst into tears, as if he was asking for mercy.

Baoyu didn't know how Xiaobao could have such a big reaction, and muttered unconsciously: "Your tears are also a little low." ”

Xiaobao said: "Brother Xue Pan, Brother Baoyu, hurry up and make decisions for me, this little girl, no, this little scholar Qingwen is bullying me!"

Xue Pan also rushed forward when he heard the news, and looked at Xiaobao with a handful of snot and tears together with Baoyu.

Qingwen ignored herself, led her wild boar, and said that she was going to pick truffles. It seems that in her, it is best to go.

Xiaobao stared at her back fiercely and said, "This matter is not over, you have a feud with me." ”

Turning around, Xiaobao scowled, and complained to his brother aggrievedly:

"Qingwen's current practice is amazing, although as my servant has surveyed, it has just broken the mirror, but somehow, Qingfeng Gong looks at her pleasing to the eye, and her aura 'merges', and even gave her blessings when she has just made some progress, so I conclude that she knows a lot of dream fragments floating in the air. ”

Baoyu stroked his palms and laughed and said, "You can make it up." ”

Xiao Bao glanced at Baoyu, continued to face Xue Pan with a bitter face, and said, "Brother Xue, if she doesn't have the skills to capture the fragments around me, she won't use my mother's tone to intensify my psychological shadows......"

Xue Pan waved his hand and said, "Don't be too dramatic, okay?"

Xiaobao saw that no one believed him, so he had to rush to Bai as soon as possible: "It's true, no one has ever known that my biological father was a sour Confucian who went to Beijing to take the exam, and because of his poor family, he was temporarily working in the Listening Oriole Pavilion, and was taken by my mother, and he forcibly occupied it regardless of his wife and children in his hometown...... As a result, just now Qingwen actually sang what my father said when he left angrily, you say......"

Xue Pan and Baoyu, you look at me, I look at you, and I start to think that this is really a problem.

The servants ran to the Xiaobao grass shed together, wanting to ask the middle-aged man to be taught, but found that the middle-aged man had disappeared.

"Where's your servant?"

"It can't be a leg injury and just run away, right?"

"Xiaobao, didn't you take a good look at him, after all, now you are his master. Xue Pan seemed to complain.

Xiaobao slapped his thigh, very remorseful, and said: "Baoyu, Lao Xue, it turns out that I envy you rich sons so much, there are always slaves and maids who take care of you all day long, and call for wind and rain." But I don't think about it, I am the master, why is it so difficult to manage, alas, I can't put on a bad posture, I can't give decent orders, the most terrible thing is that when the master has to bear the responsibility of the servant disobedient and running away if there is nothing to do, I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be so greedy for you people. ”

Baoyu patted Xiaobao's head and said, "Just today, you are a little enlightened, on weekdays, Taier!"

Xiaobao couldn't care about Xun Si Baoyu's words, and the three of them led the children to start looking for the middle-aged man who had escaped.

When Qingwen returned to the camp, she held two newly arched truffles from the wild boar in one hand and the wild boar in the other.

Seeing that there was no one in the camp, the wild boar turned around and snorted at Qingwen a few times.

Qingwen was not in a hurry, and also replied to the wild boar with a few hums.

The middle-aged man walked out of the latrine and looked around to see that there was no one around, only Qingwen.

Since Xiaobao was not present, the master and apprentice felt as if they had broken free from the invisible fetters and could speak freely.

"Master, where have they gone?" asked Qingwen.

"Go after me. The middle-aged man replied calmly.

"Hmm, aren't you obviously good here?" Qingwen burst out laughing.

"I've never been here, I've never left. The middle-aged man spoke very pretendingly.

Qingwen didn't feel like this, she was respectful, just like in the past.

The middle-aged man said: "You should stop practicing first, and it is more important to experience more." ”

Qingwen said: "That's not good, it's not in tune in the first place, once you stop practicing, won't you be even more confused about the north and the south? ”

The middle-aged man said, "Silly girl, you can remember." Life, living a life, that is much more important than practicing. Everything is in life. The master led the way in,"

Qingwen saluted: "Cultivation is personal. That's a good point, but I've been accidentally going down the wrong side lately. ”

The middle-aged man covered his mouth with his sleeve, grinned secretly, and then, the moment he put down his sleeve, he had a solemn and serious expression.

"I seem to know everything, and I don't seem to know anything. Qingwen was very annoyed.

Speaking of this, Qingwen remembered the truffle in her hand, she held it in both hands, handed it to the master, and said:

"Master, we have never known each other, and we have a fate, and when we meet here, this truffle is equivalent to the price of one or two gold, and we should all be disciples to honor you. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and took it, without the slightest ambiguity or pushing.