Li Ze's life is very regular. When and what to do every day, he made a very detailed table, and strictly followed this table to rest, over the years, the people around Li Ze have become accustomed to it, but for a person who has just known Li Ze and began to understand Li Ze, it is shocking.

Because no one cares about Li Ze's facts. Mrs. Wang gave birth to him, but since she was a child, she basically ignored him, even if Li Ze experienced a catastrophe when he was five years old, and almost died, Mrs. Wang's most affectionate act was just standing in front of Li Ze's bed, staring at him with red eyes for a while, and then turned away.

Xia He was seven years old at the time, and he had just been arranged to take care of him by Li Ze's side.

His mother was close and late, and she didn't look at him strangely, but he hadn't even seen Lao Tzu who had seen him a few times. And when Li Ze saw him again, it was a year later. That person's face was vague in Li Ze's mind, and he only knew that he was very tall and mighty, and his bearing was extraordinary.

The illness was cured, but Li Ze seemed to have changed his temperament, and the liveliness and cheerfulness of the whole young man seemed to have been cured without a trace by the countless decoctions with this serious illness, and Li Ze, who had been silent for a year, spoke again just when everyone thought he was sick and stupid.

Some stuttered, some blunt, some stumbled, but everyone was unimpressed, after all, a person who hadn't opened his mouth for a whole year always had something uncomfortable talking again. As a result, it seemed that everyone agreed, and in the following days, Li Ze was able to communicate with people more and more fluently.

Here, the happiest one belongs to Xia He. And according to Xia He, when he spoke again, his mother, Mrs. Wang, made an exception and drank a glass of wine during dinner that night.

Li Ze looked at the book quietly, and from time to time picked up the pen to make some marks on the book, or recorded some important things separately, Xia He was lightly tidying up the house, seeing that the ink in the inkstone was almost gone, he came over to grind some ink for Li Ze, and found that the light was dim, so he came to pick a lamp, and the teacup in Li Ze's hand was empty, so he carried a warm woman and hot water.

This study, except for Li Ze and Xia He, there has never been a third person to come in, Li Ze does not allow other people to step into this study, a year ago, a small sweeper in the yard broke in without knowing the seriousness, and then, it disappeared, it is said that it was sold by the young master, since then, in the entire Ming Book Garden, this study has become a forbidden place.

"Master, it's time." Xia He glanced at the leaky pot and walked over to remind Li Zedao.

"Okay." Li Ze put down the book and stood up, Xia He immediately stepped forward to serve Li Ze to take off his clothes, put on a set of short clothes, put on boots, tie up his cuffs, and walked outside. Sending Li Ze out of the door, Xia He returned to the desk, used a bookmark to insert the book Li Ze had just read and put it back aside, poured out the extra ink in the inkstone, then blew out the light, walked out of the study, locked the door and returned to the bedroom on the side, and began to clean up.

And Li Ze had already arrived at an open dam behind the Mingshuyuan at this time, and Tu Lichun was already waiting there.

It was originally a small garden, and there was a pond in the middle, but now the pond is still there, but the flowers are gone, and the original flowers and plants around the pond have been shoveled away, replaced by a circular runway and a small martial arts training ground, which is full of all kinds of weapons and facilities for fighting strength.

Li Ze, who arrived at the martial arts arena, nodded at Tu Lichun, and began to run along the track unhurriedly, Tu Lichun also ran with Li Ze, before practicing, he always had to warm up his body, sweat first, stretch his muscles and bones, and then practice, so that the chance of injury was much smaller.

Li Ze didn't talk much, and Tu Lichun was almost a stuffy gourd, neither of them spoke, and they ran for a quarter of an hour, and beads of sweat were already oozing from their foreheads before they stopped.

Walking to the place where a row of ribs was planted on the side of the martial arts arena, Li Ze easily put his legs on a position that was almost slightly higher than his shoulders and began to press his legs and pull his shoulders, but Tu Wu had his own set of ways to relax his muscles and bones. After about a quarter of an hour, the two of them walked to the middle of the martial arts arena, stood opposite each other, and began to compare the eight classics.

said that it was a comparison, but it was better to say that Tu Wu fed Li Ze and sparred. Although Li Ze is relatively tall, he is only fourteen years old, his strength is insufficient, and his body has not fully developed. Where is the opponent of a good player like Tu Lichun, who is in the prime of life, he will generally fall into trouble immediately after three or two hits. Li Ze was not discouraged at all, he came back a second time after a failure, and a third time if he didn't work the second time, until he was out of breath and was once again tripped to the ground by Tu Lichun with his hands stretched out and legs, and then he gave up, just lying on his back on the martial arts arena, staring at the round fat moon in the sky.

Tu Lichun is actually very tired, this master is getting older and older, he has been working hard since he was seven or eight years old, and it has been seven or eight years now, don't look at it is only fourteen years old, but compared to ordinary adults, he is a lot stronger, since he practiced martial arts, his skills have become more and more proficient, and it has become increasingly difficult for him to deal with it, the key is that this is the master, and he can't be ruthless, and he has to put his hand away every time he sparrings for fear of hurting him, this is really more tiring than the battle of the eight classics, Li Ze is out of breath, He was also tired enough.

"Master's techniques are becoming more and more proficient, as long as the strength is greater, it is a good hand." Tu Lichun said.

"Well, thanks to you." Li Zedao, in fact, he is quite satisfied with himself, in the past seven or eight years, he has practiced martial arts with Tu Lichun and boiled his body, not to mention anything else, just refining his body to a great degree, and he has not even had a cold and cough once, which has already made him overjoyed.

"Ye you are tormenting me, in fact, the pictures that the master drew for me, let me also benefit a lot, I never thought that there are so many twists and turns in a person, I explained to me, I pondered again, when there is really a feeling of sudden enlightenment, before, I only knew that it was hard to come and go, but now I can also blister Ding Ding to solve the cow." Tu Lichun said with a smile. "One day when you run into those bastards again, you're going to beat them up so much that you can't even fuck recognize them."

Li Ze laughed a few times, and turned his head to look at Tu Lichun, "Follow me, I wronged you." ”

Tu Lichun was silent for a while, and then said: "At first, I was very aggrieved, but over the years, I am also relieved, the master is good to us, it is also comfortable here, food and clothing are not worried, people in this life, just so decades, it has passed in a flash, and it is very good to be able to draw a head." Although it looked majestic before, people are tired, and their hearts are even more tired, but now it is so comfortable! ”

Li Ze tilted his head to look at Tu Lichun, under the faint moonlight, Tu Lichun's expression was very calm, but there was still a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"Who can say for sure about the future?" Li Ze said softly, "Or one day, you can still dominate the world, be famous all over the world, and show your ambitions!" ”

Tu Lichun laughed, "Cheng Ye's auspicious words, but I don't have this mind, this place is remote, quiet, my restless heart before, but now it's really quiet, when I am not on duty here, I go home and my wife and children are hot on the kang, which is quite good." ”

Li Ze grinned and stopped talking.

Tu Lichun turned his head to look at Li Ze, under the moonlight, Li Ze looked at the moon in the sky in a daze, and the whole person's expression seemed to have returned to that state of being unguarded. He sighed secretly in his heart, this master is the toughest and most self-disciplined one he has ever seen, when he was in the city before, he saw many young masters, but compared to Li Ze, those people can really only be regarded as a bunch of shit, but unfortunately, Li Ze's identity is destined for him to stay in this poor country forever, and the best result is just to eat and wear for a lifetime, to be a rich man in the countryside, if one is not good, maybe he will have to worry about his life.

This place, this Zhuangzi, is not so much Li Ze's place of refuge, but rather the cell where he is imprisoned. And when he came here and knew these things, he was destined to rot here with this master. What else is Ling Yunzhi, what else is there to win!

Let's live like this! Unless the sky is turned upside down and the stars are reversed, this is the end of my life.

Tu Lichun, who was lying there, moved his ears, a sneer appeared on his face, and said softly to Li Ze: "Master, that one came to peek again, did you say that this person is sick, he can see if he wants to, why are you worshipping ghosts, and we have no one to stop him." ”

"Who knows about the things of the readers?" The corners of Li Ze's mouth twitched.

Tu Lichun savored this sentence carefully, and laughed out loud. "Master, you can be regarded as a scholar."

"I can read, but I'm not a reader." Li Ze said seriously, got up from the ground, and started the last subject of today's martial arts practice, and worked hard.

Behind a big tree not far from the martial arts arena, a thin figure stood there, holding a few sparse rat whiskers on his chin, and looked at Li Ze, who was sweating like rain, with a little curiosity. Watching Li Ze lift the heavy stone lock again and again with the help of Tu Lichun, his eyes became more and more strange.

This person is naturally Li Ze's nominal teacher, Gongsun Changming.