The acceptance of apprentices by Wang Shizhen, a giant sage in the Shuoru Sea, in Taicang Mansion was a sensational event in the whole city, and for a time the entire Taicang Mansion was agitated, and countless children of the big family or the children of the poor family went crazy. They have only one goal, that is, to worship Wang Shizhen and Wang Fuzi no matter what.

Ma Fu, Ma Wencai also heard the news. The first thing he did was to visit Wang Shizhen in person with gifts, and Lala often told his admiration for him.

Wang Shizhen is worthy of Ma Wencai, because Wang Shizhen is not only a well-known Confucian, but also an academician of the Hanlin Academy who has served as a court, an academician of the Hanlin Academy, which is known as the place where the cabinet is exported. Moreover, Wang Shizhen has also been a parent official in Fengyang Mansion, Huai'an Mansion, Yangzhou Mansion and other places, so whether it is in terms of knowledge or connections, he Ma Wencai should be stammered.

After visiting Wang Shizhen, the second thing Ma Wencai did was to personally teach his young son that he must make a big mistake in the selection of apprentices in Nanyuan a year later, so as to add prestige to his Ma family.

Liu Xiucai was also anxious, he also wanted Daozi to worship under Wang Shizhen's door to fill the regret that he couldn't worship under his idol's name, but the screening after a year gave him an incomparable headache.

Because Daozi is only 200 literate now, how can he pass the screening of idols and Confucians?

But Wang Shizhen's opportunity to accept apprentices is rare but not sought, forget it, you can only fight.

Liu Xiucai's next days were known as the three hundred and sixty days of the war, and he ate and lived in Wu's mansion, urging Daozi to do a good job in basic learning.

Daozi was very moved by Liu Xiucai's painstaking solitude, and he also remembered Liu Xiucai's professors one by one and slowly ignored them.

Wu Dashanren saw that Daozi studied hard every day, so consuming his body, he was worried, and remembered that some time ago, he said that he wanted to find a boxer for Daozi to practice his body, and he hurriedly went out.

Everyone in the Wu Mansion also knew that Daozi was preparing for the acceptance of Mr. Wang Shizhen in a year, so no one dared to disturb him, and he just did his best every day.

Xing'er and Mei'er always secretly lie by the window of the small hall in the small garden from time to time, watching their little master shake his head and listen to the lecture. Whenever they saw that their little master was beaten by Liu Xiucai with a ring ruler because he answered wrong, the two of them couldn't help but go inside to stop them.

Daozi's love for Sister Mei'er and Sister Xing'er was touched on the one hand, and she smiled bitterly on the other hand. After staying like this for half a year, on this day, Michiko's father walked into the cottage with a big man.

Daozi saw the strong muscles on Dahan's body, as well as the sword eyebrows, big eyes and straight nose bridge, and subconsciously took three steps back.

Because this person let Daozi know that the fierce face of this world is not only in movies. And this is undoubtedly a great visual impact for Daozi, who has taken care of the wind and snow and the moon and "people are chic and warm".

"This is the little master?" The big man looked at Daozi, and his voice was like thunder.

Daozi's ears were buzzing, and he hid behind Liu Xiucai. Liu Xiucai also wondered, what is this Master Wu doing with such a rude martial artist?

Wu Dashan told the reasons before and after, and Liu Xiucai's face was ugly. What does he mean by Master Wu? He worked tirelessly to teach his son knowledge, why did he blame himself for depleting his son's body?

Liu Xiucai was about to throw off his sleeves and leave without asking, but Daozi grabbed his sleeve and looked at him pitifully. Liu Xiucai's nasal cavity was sour when he saw this, he stomped his feet and sighed, That's it! In the end, he agreed, and took three hours out of the day to let Daozi practice martial arts and strengthen his body.

Daozi turned happy when he saw this, for Liu Xiucai, although his knowledge did not dare to make Daozi agree, but after all, he was a Xiucai in Taicang Mansion, and he had the first place in the college exam, without him enlightening himself, so who else was better than him in Taicang Mansion?

The name of this boxer is Zhang Shipei, a native of Caozhou Mansion, and was recommended by the big shopkeeper of Wu Dashan's Caozhou Mansion Branch. said that this person was known as invincible in Caozhou Mansion.

Zhang Shipei, Daozi searched for the knowledge of literature that he still remembered during the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, and found that there was really another person named Zhang Shipei, and he was also from Caozhou Mansion. It's just that that person is a bandit from the green forest, and he rebelled in the end.

Looking at this Zhang Shipei's appearance, he doesn't look like a person who can rebel.

Daozi thought to himself.

Caozhou Mansion is a strange place for Daozi, but according to his father, it is not far from Taicang Mansion, as long as you follow the Grand Canal. As the Wu family, who also ran the canal business, naturally had some small industries of their own in that place, and it was the big shopkeeper of the industry there who recommended this person to the Wu Mansion.

As for the invincible, Daozi felt strange, didn't there be an invincible boxer in Taicang Mansion, why did he run to Caozhou Mansion to find it? His father told him that most of the boxers in Taicang Mansion had some relationship with the Ma family, so he couldn't find them. Daozi suddenly realized in his heart that his father was trying to prevent the Ma family from assassinating him!

Zhang Shipei touched the roots and bones of Daozi, and then said to Wu Dashan regretfully, the little young master has excellent roots, but he learned literature at the age of four and practiced martial arts at the age of five, but now the little master is six years old, but it is late.

Wu Dashan laughed when he heard this, but he didn't care, in his worldview, whether it was to let his son learn literature or practice martial arts, it was nothing more than waiting for his own future to become an ancient queen, and his young beloved son, his life could go on as carefree as now. Nothing else.

The etiquette of worshipping Zhang Shipei as a teacher is not as big as Liu Xiucai's scene, after all, in this era of Changping for a long time, martial artists are not popular.

Liu Xiucai asked when it was good to practice martial arts, and Zhang Shipei said that dusk was the best. Liu Xiucai was relieved, because Liu Xiucai knew that for learning literature, people's memory is the best in the morning.

Yiwen Yiwu made a compromise, and they arranged a class schedule for Daozi. Daozi looked at it, it was very bland, but Xing'er and Mei'er's eyes were staring after reading it, and they looked very worried about Daozi.

Xing'er said, the little master was tortured by the words that gave him a headache when he looked at it, but now he has a physical torture again, I really don't know what the old man thinks?

Mei'er said, if the little master is tired and annoyed, you can tell the master, with the master's love for you, you will drive away Liu Xiucai and Zhang Shipei.

For the care of the second daughter, Daozi put his kiss and gratitude in his heart, but he likes this kind of life after being arranged. Because of this, he felt that he had something to do and was a fulfilling person.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun was still setting in the sky, Zhang Shipei took Daozi to a lawn in the small amusement park and began his teaching.

Zhang Shipei's first teaching class was to stage a wonderful performance for Daozi. I saw Zhang Shipei holding an iron sword, he gently clamped it with two fingers, and with a click, the sword was broken.

Daozi saw that his face was full of disbelief, he stepped forward to inspect the broken sword in person, and after making sure that he was not dazzled, his eyes were full of water droplets, and he looked at Zhang Shipei with admiration.

Liu Xiucai, who had been peeking at Zhang Shipei's teaching, was also shocked, but he quickly pouted and said: "The courage of the martial artist is just three feet of blood, how can it compare to the anger of my generation of scholars?" The anger of the reader, the white bones of a thousand years, and the rooster crows for thousands of miles. ”

Liu Xiucai lost his mind with some jealousy at this time, so he didn't know how to use the classics indiscriminately.

Zhang Shipei had already discovered that Liu Xiucai was peeking at him, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a trace of disdain, and he was still a scholar, and a scholar was only worthy of doing this sneaky thing?

After disdain, he looked at Michiko and asked if he wanted to be like him one day in the future, and the iron sword could be broken with a light blow from his fingers. Daozi nodded like a chicken pecking rice, although he is a human being in two lives, but for this kind of master who can only appear in movies, folk aliens, it is the first time to see and witness it with his own eyes. And it's so close, in short, Daozi he was really conquered by Zhang Shipei's appearance.

Zhang Shipei smiled heartily, let Daozi learn from his own appearance, sat on the lawn, and told him about his exercises.

Zhang Shipei said that his exercise is called Baduanjin, which is from Shaolin and belongs to Wu Baduan. After listening to it, Daozi immediately saw and heard it, and asked if there were eight paragraphs of the text. Zhang Shipei nodded and began to talk about the past history and sect differences of Baduanjin.

Daozi listened to them one by one, and the door of a new world was opened in front of Daozi, where there were heroic legends of helping the poor and helping the poor, heroic heroic odes, and love-hate entanglements of national hatred and family hatred......

At that moment, Daozi knew that the martial arts novels or heroic romance novels that he saw in the world could be true.

Daozi thought about the golden yellow in front of him, as if he saw the scene of himself holding a sword in one hand and towering on the edge of the cliff and the grassland of the waves: the green shirt was falling and sassy, and the jade wall was shining brightly. The horse's hooves are far away, and Ling Bo has no trace of stepping on the snow. Who's giant carries a long sword and waves his palm to go to the tiger and dragon. The army of the northern country takes naan, laughs into the sky and leaves no name.