Chapter 10: The Six Arts of a Gentleman, Rough People Don't Have to Be So Complicated

"This is the horse you bought?" Bai Qi stretched out his hand and patted the black horse's back, which was not strong, but the muscles were sharp and angular: "If you hang it, it's really not bad." โ€

His heart is also quite embarrassed.

Don't look at him as a dignified Wu Anjun, and the title is also the highest real power title, but if you are rich, you are definitely not rich. He is a military position, and he is not as oily and watery as a civilian position.

In addition, Wei Lan is in charge of the money at home, and his own private money is really not much, and it is already hemorrhagic to take out five hangs of money to buy a horse for Gu Nan.

In fact, it was completely his own sin, if he went to Wei Lan and said that he wanted to buy a horse for Gu Nan, Wei Lan would not be able to disagree.

Originally, I thought that I would just let Gu Nan use it temporarily, learn the equestrian skills first, and then change it for her after a while.

But the horse that Gu Nan bought with a penny was indeed beyond his expectations.

This horse is not as short and fat as an ordinary Mongolian horse, not to mention that it looks very well fit, and its muscles are very good, so it can be regarded as a good horse. It's nothing more than not eating well for a long time, and some poor nutrition, which can be adjusted back.

In his opinion, although this horse is good, it is just good, it is not a peerless good horse, and it is still almost worthy of his disciples.

Gu Nan leaned against the wall on the side: "And the master, I will also buy back the sword you asked me to buy." Do you still want to learn swordsmanship, this is exempt, I think the spear is enough. โ€

As he spoke, he fiddled with the bronze sword in his hand, which was just a very ordinary Qin State sword.

I have to say that Qin's sword-forging level is indeed much ahead of other countries.

The length of bronze swords in other countries is probably about 50-60 centimeters, and the longest is only 70 centimeters. However, the sword-casting technique of the Qin State was able to make the bronze sword 80 centimeters or even 90 centimeters, and the longest was close to 95 centimeters.

In this way, when the two armies were fighting, the bronze swords of the Qin soldiers were always able to stab the other party first, which greatly enhanced the combat effectiveness of the army.

"Smack."

Bai Qi knocked Gu Nan's forehead: "What do you call it, swordsmanship is a sharp weapon for close combat, although your spear is domineering on the horse, it may not be able to be used in foot combat." โ€

"Si." Bai Qi's strength was not small, and Gu Nan, who was in pain, took a breath: "I know, I know, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous." I'll just learn, what kind of hands. โ€

"An inch long and an inch strong..." Bai Qi muttered what Gu Nan said again, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Yes, although your two sentences are superficial, they summarize all the weapons of a hundred schools, and they are even incisive. โ€

Saying that, he looked at Gu Nan and sighed: "It's a pity, you are too lazy, but such a talent is so squandered by a girl like you, it's really a tyrannical thing." โ€

"Yes, yes, what you criticize." Gu Nan, who knew Bai Qi's character well, knew that if he still stubbornly talked about it, he was afraid that he would inevitably be educated, so he could only respond with duplicity: "Then master, when will we start practicing equestrianism and swordsmanship?" โ€

"Tomorrow." Seeing Gu Nan's careless appearance in his eyes, Bai Qi snorted helplessly: "The old man has to pull down my old face and find you two teachers." โ€

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the horse: "This horse will be yours in the future, how about it, do you want to give it a name." โ€

Gu Nan and the black horse's eyes collided, and the scar on the horse's face was still hideous.

After thinking about it for a long time, Gu Nan's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have come up with a particularly good name, and said seriously: "Just call it a dog." โ€

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"Smack." The black horse almost sat on the ground with a weak leg.

Bai Qi's face was also pale, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped. Although it can't dampen Gu Nan's enthusiasm, if it is known that his white apprentice's mount is called a dog, where will his old face go.

Looking at Gu Nan, who was complacent, the black horse directly kicked the ground with his hooves, lifted a piece of dirt and hit Gu Nan's body.

"Wow, you bad horse, no, I'm going to retreat."

Bai Qi secretly glanced at the black horse with appreciation: "Yes, this horse is a bit human, I underestimate it." โ€

He said: "Nan'er, you see that this horse doesn't seem to like this name either, otherwise you can change it." "Anyway, you must not call a dog.

The next day

"Wu Anjun." In the lobby of the front hall of Wu Anjunfu, a young man walked into the lobby to worship.

In the lobby, two old men were greeting each other, one of them was Bai Qi. The other person was dressed in a white cloth robe with an ancient sword beside him, giving people an unpredictable feeling.

The young man was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is this?" โ€

"Well, it's coming so soon, I thought you'd be a little late." Bai Qi looked at the young man in front of him, with a look of relief in his eyes, and pointed to the old man beside him: "This is an old friend of mine, you call him an old ghost." โ€

Now, there are only two young people in the entire Great Qin who can make Bai Qi look at it like this. One is the disciple he has accepted in the past few days, and the other is the young man in front of him. He had mentioned this person to King Qin Zhaoxiang many times, but unfortunately King Zhaoxiang had not been reused.

Old ghost...

Wang Jian wiped the sweat from his forehead, bowed down and said with a wry smile: "Hello Mr. Ghost." โ€

"Hmm." The old man glanced at Wang Jian approvingly, and his slight chin was considered to have seen it.

At this time, if Gu Nan was in the hall, it was estimated that he would be very depressed.

She didn't want to get too close to a future general like Wang Qian, otherwise many things would likely be involved in them.

They don't have anything, their little arms and legs can't stand the toss.

She was afraid that she couldn't have imagined that Wang Qian, who she had just met on the street yesterday, would actually come to the mansion today.

"Sit down." Bai Qi smiled and pointed to another position in front of him.

Wang Jian knew Bai Qi's character very well, and he didn't care about the kind of vulgar etiquette between the upper and lower levels, so he thanked him, bowed to the old man on the other side, and sat down.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Looking at Wang Qian, Bai Qi stroked his beard and said, "I recently accepted a student, do you know?" โ€

"Ah, this matter has been rumored among the adults. They all said that Wu Anjun always looked like a spring breeze recently, and he must have been an extremely intelligent disciple. โ€

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay." Bai Qi smiled and waved his hand: "It's not that the old man is boasting, if my disciple grows up, he will be a general, and he will have to be worse than the old man." โ€

Wang Jian looked at Bai Qi's appearance, and some smiles appeared on his unsmiling face, he hadn't seen Bai Qi smile like this for a long time.

Bai Qi doesn't talk nonsense. Since he said so, it means that the person has this ability.

After all, he was still young and vigorous, and Wang Jian suddenly wanted to compete with that person.

The white-robed old man sitting on the side picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip: "What do you say?" If she surprises me enough, I'll teach her some swordsmanship. โ€

Bai Qi's eyes lit up, if this old ghost hadn't come to Xianyang City today to take away a child he fancied as a disciple, whether he could invite him to the mansion or not was still a matter of words.

It had already taken him half a morning to get the old man to agree to teach his disciples: "Old friend, we have agreed. It's not easy to bring you here today. When the time comes, don't fool me with that set of vertical and horizontal rules. โ€

"Hmph." The old man snorted lightly: "Do you think I'm you?" โ€

After taking a sip of tea, Bai Qi continued: "Okay, let's talk about business. Xiao Qian, I asked you to come today, in fact, I want your kid to help me teach that kid equestrian skills. And this, the old gentleman is in charge of teaching swordsmanship. โ€

"Originally, the old man was going to teach it himself, but after all, he is old, and his hands and feet are not as dexterous as they were then. In addition, the old man's equestrian skills are not good, and he found you left and right. How about doing the old man a favor? โ€

Wang Qian, who had already vaguely regarded that person as his future opponent, said with some expectation: "What the general wants, Jian is naturally duty-bound. โ€

"Good! That kid should still be practicing martial arts in the courtyard now, old ghost, Xiao Qian, let's go and see it first, please. โ€

"Lead the way."

"Don't dare, general, please."