Duan Zheng shook his head very seriously: "No." ”

Duan Zhong habitually touched his nose: "He is my brother, can you teach me if you can teach him?" ”

"He is not a descendant of the Duan family."

"He's my brother."

"That's not going to work either."

"Then I'll tell you the story of Dugu's defeat and succession?"

“......”

"I'll tell you the story of the Blood Sword again......"

"This ...... All right. However, this kid has to promise not to pass on his swordsmanship to outsiders again. ”

Zongzi nodded his head, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "The master is above, and he will be worshiped by the disciple." ”

Duan Zhengzheng glanced at Duan Chong: "If you want to worship me as a teacher, why don't you kneel?" ”

"I'll tell you another story......

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After the apprenticeship was completed, Duan Chong's master and servant were arranged in the wing room opposite the bedroom of the old ancestor of the Duan family. Pushing open the door, both of them couldn't help but feel a little stupid.

Empty.

There were no tables, no chairs, and no beds. Some are just thick dust.

Duan Chong gritted his teeth, thinking that he would have moved Chongyang Palace directly if he had known about it. Where can people live in this place? If it weren't for the fact that it was located on a high mountain and the weather was freezing, I am afraid that this house would have been covered with cobwebs.

"Boss, how do you sleep at night?"

"Lay the floor!"

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When the bright moon has risen to the middle of the sky, the bright moonlight is thrown on the surface of the stretching Erhai Lake, emitting a little scale light, reflecting the quiet night of Dali. The Dali Palace is not peaceful.

At this time, Emperor Zhengkang, the emperor of Dali, was looking at the four people kneeling in the imperial study with a pale face, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

And these kneeling four people are very interesting four people. Because each of the four men had a bruise on their faces, they should have been punched with their fists. And this bruise, one in the left eye, one in the right eye, and the other two also have a piece on the left and right cheeks.

Emperor Zheng Kang stared at the four of them for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "You said that the four of you are together, even if you are placed in the world, I am afraid that no one can beat you like this, but you say, I asked you to bring my son back, why did this virtuous man roll back?" ”

As the royal family of Dali, the Duan family naturally wants to cultivate a group of loyal guards, and the most famous of them are the four retainers of Dali. It is said that after every emperor of Dali succeeds to the throne, the ancestors of the Duan family will give the emperor four loyal masters, which are all from the extremely powerful ancestors of the Duan family. Looking at the world, he is also one of the best masters.

And the people kneeling under the imperial study right now are undoubtedly the four retainers of Dali in this generation. And he is the four retainers of Dali who succeeded to the throne.

The retainer kneeling on the far left was named Qin Xiaofeng, who was ranked first among the four retainers, and was the first to speak. The words are very simple, only three words: "I don't know." ”

"Don't know?" Zheng Kangdi's tone suddenly raised by three points, "I don't even know who beat you like this, is the other party still masked?" ”

Qin Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, and finally summoned truthfully: "The four of us didn't even see where the other party was or how to make a move. ”

Emperor Kang was stunned: "What's going on, you talk to me and listen to it." ”

The four of his subordinates received His Majesty's order the morning before yesterday, and they began to follow the traces left by the little prince. After careful inquiry, it was finally found that the little prince was heading towards the peak of Malong Peak in Cangshan. I hurriedly chased after it, and followed the footprints left by the little prince in the snow to climb Marlone Peak. But a ruined temple was found in a valley, and the little prince was among them. I tried to rush in, but I was ......"

"Beaten?" Zheng Kandi raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly. And he didn't see where the other party was at all, the other party's strength was too terrifying, presumably there was no murderous intent, otherwise the four of his subordinates might not be able to stand in front of His Majesty at this moment! For the comfort of the little prince, the minister implored His Majesty to dispatch the Dali forbidden army to encircle and suppress the broken temple on Malong Peak and rescue the little prince as soon as possible! ”

"Hmm." Emperor Zheng Kang said softly, "I know! The four of you should step back first, and you should not do anything about this matter, I have my own measure. With that, he waved his hand and motioned for the four of them to leave.

When the four ministers of the Duan family in Dali left the imperial study with each other looking at each other, Emperor Zheng Kang sighed with tears and laughter: "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi, after more than 30 years of monkhood, your funny personality has not changed." I have to humiliate my retainers before I am willing. No matter what, I am naturally relieved that Chong'er is in your place. It's up to this kid to learn how much he can learn! ”

Thinking of this, Emperor Zheng Kang let out a long sigh, leaned on the dragon chair and took a nap, as if his son was still serving him in the palace.

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The morning in Cangshan was extremely cold, and Duan Zhong and Zongzi were awakened early in the morning by the cold wind blowing through the window. Duan Zhong opened his sleepy eyes, habitually touched his nose, and scolded his mother: "Even the windows are broken, is this a place for people to live?" ”

However, life always has to go on. The two of them got up early, but the ancestor of our Duan family got up earlier and did morning classes on the couch...... And our little prince and his little servant, after waiting for half an hour in the cold wind outside the door, finally received the first thing to be done in the sect.

It's not about exercising your body and physical fitness, or about delving into a certain book of swordsmanship, but ...... Follow your sister to the vegetable patch in the garden...... Vegetables.

Masters? Duan Chong's first reaction was that the ancestor of his family lied to people, didn't he say that he had never accepted an apprentice, why did a senior sister come out again? And Duan Chong's second reaction was...... Surprise. The senior sister in her master's mouth turned out to be the little girl who rushed out of the temple gate yesterday to snatch her snow rabbit, only five or six years old......

According to his senior sister's words, he started earlier than Duan Chong, so he was naturally Duan Chong and Zongzi's senior sister. Although the reason is right, Duan Chong heard the word "entry" from his little senior sister's mouth, and he couldn't help but feel a little evil in his heart: Could it be that he understands that his master is really as evil as he imagined?

When the little senior sister appeared in front of the two, she was still holding the snow rabbit that Duan Chong caught yesterday, and the snow rabbit seemed to be very afraid of Duan Chong, hiding in the little sister's arms and shivering.

Duan Zhong is facing a five- or six-year-old pure Lori at the moment, of course, he can show his true colors as a man, a senior sister on the left and a senior sister on the right, plus the story of the daughter of the sea and Little Red Riding Hood, how can there be no reason to take it down. After a while, Duan Zhong asked all the questions he wanted to ask.

This little girl's family name is Li, and she is called Chan'er. It is an orphan that our ancestor of the Duan family picked up at the foot of the mountain two years ago, and has been raising it in the temple, and has been accompanying the old abbot of the temple and Duan Zhengzheng to eat fasting and chanting Buddha for several years, and by the way, take care of the vegetable garden with a few small novices. I really haven't learned any kung fu, Duan Zhengzheng said that he has never accepted apprentices, so it can be said to be true.

After Zongzi learned that our innocent Li Chan'er Xiaomei was an orphan, she said very seriously: "I am also an orphan, and I am connected by the same fate!" ”

Duan Chong's eyes widened, when did this zongzi get enlightened?

The work ordered by the master is naturally to be done, and the vegetable garden originally let a few little novices go to Dali on weekdays, and after Duan Zhong and Zongzi came, these little novices could naturally devote themselves to studying Buddhism and serving the abbot and the old thing.

The vegetable garden is usually taken care of, and the daily tasks are not heavy, just sprinkling water and fertilizing. It's just that this fertilizer is naturally artificial......

Duan Zhong pinched his nose, scooped out a pile of manure from the dung bucket carried by the zongzi with a scoop, and sprinkled it into the vegetable garden. But there was an inexplicable sadness in my heart: I am the prince of Dali, and I am going to be reduced to the point of picking up dung and farming. How can it be embarrassing...... And the pulled by the monks in this temple is really smelly......

When Duan Zhong spilled all the feces in the bucket, he hurriedly dropped the zongzi and ran out, habitually touching his nose with his hand and finding that it was ...... It's stinky. There was a churn in my stomach, and I vomited almost immediately. And Zongzi also threw the dung bucket aside, and walked out of the vegetable field with a blue and white face.

Li Chan'er looked at the embarrassed appearance of the two, and said to the two with a smile: "There is spring water behind the hospital, you two can go take a bath." ”

When Duan Zhong heard this, he rushed to the back of the hospital without saying a word. Zongzi is also not willing to lag behind three steps and run in two steps. When they saw the spring water in the backyard, the two jumped in without saying a word, took off their clothes.

As a result, there were two pig-killing wails. Our little prince looked up to the sky and shouted: "Damn, this water is ice......"

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When the two of them finished washing, they finally sneezed into the ancestor's room. And then came the second thing that the master had commanded. And this thing turned out to be ...... Copy the book!

It's not a sword book copied, nor is it Duan Zheng's swordsmanship experience. But...... Sutra.

Duan Zhengjing pointed to the stack of books in front of him, and said to the two of them in a serious voice: "This is the Great Nikjing, this is the Diamond Sutra, this is the Dense Sutra, and this is the Joy Diamond Sutra...... This is the Kalachakra Sutra...... The Dharma is vast and boundless, encompassing this great wisdom. If you two want to learn swordsmanship, you must first hone your own mind, and polish away the anger in your hearts. As long as you reach this realm, you can learn swordsmanship! ”

Duan Chong wanted to cry without tears, looking at the murderous eyes of our Duan family ancestor, he didn't know how many circles were drawn on his face: "Your sister's Wufeng Youfeng, did you copy a book when you practiced swords?" ”

Duan Zhong held the brush, and after three hours, he only copied a dozen pages, and he didn't recognize the self-paragraph in this scripture, so he naturally couldn't understand it, and he was very irritable in his heart, and he was tired of copying, so he lay on the table and took a nap. When I woke up, I found the brush in my hand...... Frozen into a lump......

Duan Zhong sighed, tried his best to dissolve the tip of the brush, and finally sighed helplessly, and slowly sent the tip of the pen to his mouth......

In the evening, Duan Zhong solemnly told a story to Zongzi: the story of eating ink.

"Zongzi, eating ink will make you smarter, you know?"

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Therefore, the first month of our Xiaoduan prince and Zongzi's life in Chongsheng Temple was spent picking dung and copying books. In Duan Chong's words, three words: bleak......