In the blink of an eye, he is already twelve years old, and he has learned many ancient and modern classics with his father, and he can write one or two poems when he has nothing to do.

"Take the snow in Kyushu and fall asleep in the mountains and rivers. Watch the flowers fall when you are free, and watch the moon rise when you are quiet. The Haihe River is in a hurry, how can it be as clear as possible? If you are drunk, don't wait for the time when you are worried. ”

As for why there is wine in the poems written at a young age, it is all the credit of He Jian, He Jian will pour a pot of wine every time he swipes his pen and ink, and sometimes he will pour half a small cup for He Wei when he is half drunk, which is of course enough for a twelve-year-old boy to feel "drunk today".

It was only later that Deng Wanshu found out and reprimanded He Jian, and He Jian's wine has been kept by Deng Wanshu since then.

"Kuan'er, how about stealing some wine for Daddy?"

He Jian had already opened a private school, so the family's money was no longer tight, but what he didn't expect was that although his family became rich, he lived poorer than ever...

At this time, he only drank a pot of wine in three days, and that pot was only about two or two points, and the last sip was finally drunk at noon, so He Jian wanted his son to help him get living resources at this moment.

"Dad, the firewood garden is locked, and I can't climb over the wall with such a high wall in the middle."

He Jian climbed over, but it was better to take his son to bear the blame, "Kuan'er, I was already vigorous when I was twelve years old, although I am a scholar, I also have few opponents in fights, and it is not a problem to turn over a small wall to play with your mother, why are you so weak, tomorrow I will find you a master who can teach you light skills, so that I can rest assured when you go out in the future." ”

Why don't you look at your father's sincere expression and reply, "Oh." ”

Then he added: "Even if I learn it, I won't go over the wall to steal wine from you." ”

"You are not a filial son, your father and I teach you every day? Filial piety comes first! ”

"But..."

"But what?"

"Can you not learn martial arts? Actually, I can climb this wall. ”

"No way!"

The next day, when he was sleeping in Zhengxiang, the quilt was suddenly lifted out, but why not sleep comfortably, just curled up; didn't even open his eyes to take a look, "The plan of the day lies in the morning, why don't you get me up quickly!" ”

Why don't you be really shocked by this roar, and after opening your eyes in fright, you retreat to the head of the bed, "Mother! Mother! Help me! ”

Deng Wanshu hurriedly ran to stand at the door and said: "Kuan'er, this is your Uncle Fangzheng, your father's old friend when he was a teenager, he was originally the forbidden army of Xuanshuang City, and he came home because he was framed by jealousy, and your father invited him to teach you martial arts when he found out." ”

"Daddy's name is He Jian, and his good uncle is called Fang Zheng, it stands to reason that Daddy is a man of style, why did he push me into the fire pit in order to drink wine, this Uncle Fang is not easy to get along with at first glance, that hand is simply a big hammer, I won't beat me if I can't practice well..."

muttered in my heart, why don't you ask a good word or be honest.

After a while, why didn't he stand in the courtyard with Fang Zheng, "Your father told me that he wanted me to teach you some techniques of self-defense and escape, but he didn't want me to teach you the art of fighting, now I'll ask you what you think." Do you want to learn that technique, and if you want to learn it, then why do you want to learn it? ”

Why don't you look at Fang Zheng with one hand behind his back, and the straight majesty calms himself at once. The temperament of saying the same thing to the sky made him look at it for a long time before he remembered to answer: "I want to learn the art of counterattacking, if others bully me, I can only run away, that would be too embarrassing." ”

"Oh? Counter Strike? Okay, then learn the art of counterattacking. ”

"First of all, go out with me and run back and forth along Wuyang Chengnan Street, and you are not allowed to eat until you finish running."

Fangzheng's tone always seems to be very indifferent, and those who listen to this are not indifferent.

South Street is next to He Bu's house, the length of that street is five miles, and it is ten miles back and forth, why not want to retreat after hearing it, but before he opened his mouth to ask if he could run less, he was carried directly to the door.

By the time the two of them came back from running, it was already past breakfast time, but the breakfast after the run was much more abundant than usual.

Deng Wanshu made a small pot full of lean porridge, and there were side dishes to eat, why not eat it as a heartbeat, Fang Zheng only ate rice porridge and side dishes.

Why don't you want to give Fang Zheng some but was refused, "I haven't made the effort yet, I don't need to eat too well, this is also my personal habit, I can eat as much high-value things as I can." ”

After the morning exercise, it is formal training, "practice martial arts must first be able to breathe, between a breath and a breath, you must be as long as possible, you first follow me to tie the horse, with the foot to translate three steps apart, the waist should be straight, the knee should be closed, the knee should not exceed the toes, stand tired and do not gasp for breath, give me a breath!" Try to breathe only through your nose and don't gasp for breath when you run backwards. ”

Why not train only half a day in the morning, the afternoon is generally used to study, every morning when you get up late will be lifted the quilt, the warm season is fine, in the blink of an eye in the winter, why not be frozen shivering.

After about four months of teaching Fang Zheng how to do it, he finally had to teach him how to do it lightly and counterattack.

Why don't you fantasize about how happy you are when you look like you're chivalrous, but at this time, Fang Zheng made another request, that is, why not move to the mountains with him for two years.