"Laifu, bring that calligraphy and painting seller!"

After a while, a middle-aged scholar whose clothes were washed white and who was sloppy and sloppy was brought to Jiang Heng. There is nothing unusual about this scholar, who looks ordinary.

"This gentleman, your painting book is all for you!"

The down-and-out scholar was a poor person, and when he saw this, he naturally agreed, and all the calligraphy and paintings in the bag were poured out.

"Alas, the young master bought these useless things again. Laifu thought secretly in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, after all, the calligraphy and calligraphy of these poor scholars were not worth a few taels of silver.

Looking at the scrolls of calligraphy and paintings, the more you look at Jiang Heng's face, the more ugly it becomes, and all the way down, there is not a single calligraphy and painting that produces the same effect as before.

This made Jiang Heng's finally restless heart fall silent in an instant.

After a little inquiry, Jiang Heng came to several conclusions, first of all, ancient paintings do not all have that kind of strange warm current, as for the previous calligraphy and painting with strange air currents, it is because of the author's great emotion.

According to the down-and-out scholar, that painting was the last time he went to Fucheng to participate in the township examination, because in this name Luosun Mountain, in the inn courtyard Guanmei painting, at that time he was in an extremely sad mood, can be said to be the most emotional moment in his life.

Of course, what kind of conditions need to be met, Jiang Heng still feels that he has to try one or two more.

Waving his hand, he asked Laifu to send a few taels of silver to the down-and-out scholar, and just at this time the funeral procession on the street had already left.

The carriage moved slowly again—

The carriage did not delay for a long time here, and the carriage had stopped outside the Jiangfu courtyard with the effort of the two pillars of incense.

Today is the day when Master Jiang returns home, and Jiang Heng also knows this and doesn't dare to play outside too late.

The foundation of the Jiang family can be said to be managed by his cheap father.

What the Jiang family is doing is not a normal business, it is not an ordinary business or anything like that. What I do is to go south and north.

At the boundary of Hengjiang County, others can not know what the county magistrate is called. But you must know that Jiang Erye, the dart head of the Quartet Dart Bureau, is Jiang Heng's cheap father.

Jiang Heng has never seen the relatives of the older generation on the side of the cheap father, and Jiang Erhai has three brothers in this generation. When the name was given, it was estimated that there was no culture, Uncle Dahai, cheap dad Erhai, and the third uncle was Sanhai.

At present, the uncle is in charge of the family's accounts, and the third uncle is helping to run darts because he has learned some kung fu.

To say that in Hengjiang County, the Quartet Dart Bureau is almost more useful than the government, Jiang Heng knows that his cheap father doesn't look at the usual smile, in fact, it is to his family.

Outsiders, especially opponents, do a lot of stabbing in the back.

Thinking about his cheap father, who was nearly two meters tall and still extremely strong, Jiang Heng shrugged his shoulders.

"Let's be honest lately!"

After all, it's not a problem to go to the tick bar often.

The Jiang family's mansion is magnificent, although it can't be compared with those famous families who have been inherited for hundreds of years in the city, but in this small Hengjiang County, the Jiang family is an out-and-out wealthy household.

"Second Young Master!"

"Second Young Master!"

Stepping into the compound, I met two little maids with good posture and greeted Jiang Heng with a smile.

Jiang Heng said casually without thinking, "Xiaoping Xiaoyun, today is beautiful again." ”

"The eldest young master is so bad!"

The two little maids blushed with shame, and hurriedly ran away with small steps with their skirts.

It's rare to see such a casual and amiable second young master, but the second young master often talks about it, which makes them little sisters often ashamed.

Jiang Erhai is now the master of the Jiang family, and in addition to Jiang Heng, he has a son and a daughter. They are Jiang Heng's brother Jiang Tai and sister Jiang Yuyin.

"The young master is so bad!" Xiao Rou, the personal maidservant, muttered on the side, as if she was very dissatisfied with Jiang Heng's behavior just now.

Jiang Heng waved his hand, "Where's my father?"

"Tea with a few masters in the backyard!"

"Oh!"

Jiang Geng nodded, the Jiang family opened a dart game, and recruited many good players with good skills.

These top-notch and very sleek ones are all in the position of dart masters. In the Jiang family, he is generally called a certain master.

Looks like something has happened this time.

Jiang Heng thought that if something happened to a dart, the cheap father would gather a few masters under his command to discuss one or two.

Passing through the rockery courtyard in the middle, before I stepped into the backyard, I saw bursts of shouting and cheering next to me.

Over there, to the west of the courtyard, has been converted into a small schoolyard.

On weekdays, Jiang Heng can also see some family members and dart men boiling up there.

It's just some ordinary horse step stakes and sparring, and there is nothing strange about it at all.

But listening to this shouting sound seems to be somewhat familiar. So I searched for it with a hint of curiosity.

As soon as he entered the school, Jiang Heng saw the third uncle with his bare body full of tendons and flesh at a glance.

The third uncle is about thirty years old, and he is in the prime of life, and he looks particularly strong. A pair of sword eyebrows, with a short beard under his lips, looks like a hero in the rivers and lakes.

The third uncle, Jiang Sanhai, was in front of the big willow tree in the corner of the school yard at this time, constantly moving, slashing one after another on the willow tree that only two people could hug together, as if he was venting something.

When he saw Jiang Heng coming, he didn't mean to stop.

Although Jiang Heng was a little curious, he didn't dare to disturb the third uncle, who was obviously in a somewhat wrong mood, and made a silent gesture to Xiao Rou behind him, so he walked to the side lightly, and quietly watched the third uncle vent his depression here.

I saw that the third uncle was advancing left and right, as if he was simulating an imaginary enemy, his body was either sudden or retreating, and his burly body was as flexible as an ape.

His strong hands clenched the blades of the blades, and with each movement, slashed at the willow tree in front of him.

Jiang Heng became more and more dignified the more he looked at it, and he originally thought that his third uncle should be as rough as the ordinary family members before.

But now it seems that there is a bit of a discipline in it, and Jiang Heng knows very little about this kind of technique. After watching it for a long time, I only vaguely felt that the frequency of the third uncle's attack and the footwork seemed to be orderly, and every time he made a shot, he also had a clear intention to attack...... It seems that he regards the willow tree in front of him as his imaginary enemy.

"Third uncle, this seems to have real kung fu in his body!"

As soon as he thought like this, he saw the third uncle rush forward, and suddenly burst out of his mouth, as if he was letting out an angry roar, and then raised the big knife in his hand and slashed it down, instantly hitting the thick willow tree in front of him.

Bang ~ bang!

The whole willow tree is cracked!

But I saw that the willow tree was split whole, and countless sawdust burst with it, and willow branches and green leaves were scattered everywhere around.

I'm going to go!

Is this a martial arts drama?