Li family compound.

Wearing a short shirt and a Ming scarf on his head, passing through the four Zhu gates, and walking briskly on the stone road leading to the fifth courtyard, Cao Jie let out a sigh of relief.

Although it is said that the courtyard of the Ming merchants, for people like Cao Jie, who sleeps in the open day and night, and is sleepless, this kind of courtyard feels like the supreme majesty of the three thousand beauties given by the wall of the Haohao Palace, and it is more than that. It was the first time I came to Li's house. The vermilion gate, the lifelike male and female lions in the northwest, the guards of the deep courtyard who walk with lights from time to time, the countless maids who bow their heads and walk through silently, and the old women who are dressed in rich appearances.

There was a hint of arrogance in their eyes, even if they were just slaves, nominally even more inferior than Cao Jie and their brothers.

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

This is the only poem that Cao Jie can think of at this time.

The four-year sentry ride is essentially running errands for the official family, traveling between high-ranking officials and dignitaries, or wealthy businessmen. As the saying goes, if you don't know the price of firewood, rice, oil and salt, for Cao Jie, the poetry and books that are like treasures are just things that are lost when the children of rich families use them up.

You don't spare beauties, and I cherish beauties.

Cao Jie adhered to this concept, but from the hands of those domestic servants, he begged some sons to read poetry books.

Master Tongzhi gave him a letter, but he didn't dare to read it. Because that letter is not the abyss that he can step into, and protecting himself is what Cao Jie should do.

"When, it's the head!" Cao Jie looked at an old man who came and shook his head inadvertently.

"Why is the little brother so sad, you might as well say that you know each other with the old man?" Mrs. Li was wearing a dark caftan brown, with no crowned hair, holding a coarsely braided broom, white blackened leggings, a pair of tattered green silk shoes on her feet, a white beard of neck length, and kind eyebrows, which made people feel very reassuring.

Cao Jie was a little strange, how could there be such a dressed person in this Zhumen deep courtyard.

"Old father, a certain coarse person, how dare he force his worries." Cao Jie bowed his hand.

The old man chuckled lightly, and his hand without holding the broom lightly stroked his white beard.

"Hmmm! The young must have Su Xin's ambition, Yue Wumu's enthusiasm to kill the enemy and serve the country, and Zhuge Kongming's dedication to the world. The young, the world too. ”

Cao Jie looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, and let out an exclamation when he was sure that he was not mistaken.

"Scared! The old father's words are better than a three-year poetry book! Cao Jie turned from surprise to admiration. I never thought that such a shabbyly dressed old man would say such philosophical words.

"Hmmm! Little brother, can you go to the flower pavilion in the back garden?"

Although Cao Jie came to the Li family for the first time, people with a little common sense know that the land in the back garden has always been accessible to the real owner in the deep walls of the Zhumen. Who is this old man who wants to enter the back garden?

"Old father, this backyard ......"

"The little brother is in charge." The old man smiled.

Cao Jie had no choice but to lean down and let the old man slowly climb up his broad back.

"Hmm~" The old man looked at the tiger's back and smiled.

Step by step, Cao Jie carried the old man on his back and walked slowly towards the depths of the compound.

The old man's broom, on the mossy stone slab, dragged and sizzled.

……

"One day out to play, on the way to the heavy rain, thunder in a long robe, wearing hair. Approached and looked me up and down. He said, 'Poor Dao is amazed at your bones, you are a martial arts wizard, and in the future, the important task of maintaining the right path and peace in the world will be entrusted to you.' I have a set of marksmanship here, and I will teach you if you are fated. Yu then talked to Xi Lao Tao for more than three days, and Lao Dao told me that this matter was not enough for outsiders. To this day, my father is the first person outside of me to know about this. Li Guanghang took out the lines from the movies of the stars of later generations, and used the most old-fashioned routine - the old way to pass on the gong, to enrich Li Ling's brain that was emptied by curiosity.

"Hope this works!" Li Guanghang thought to himself.

When Li Ling heard that it was an old way, he was a little suspicious. Although Taoism has developed and grown in this ancient land of China since the beginning of the Jiajing year, it is still difficult to accept the story of the old Taoist preaching, after all, the people who really shed their blood on the front line are border soldiers like Li Ling!

But people's marksmanship is there, how can it be said that it is made up? Could it be stealing? Li Ling thought to himself.

But soon Li Ling dispelled this idea, with Li Guanghang's set of three-legged cat kung fu, he didn't have the courage to steal the teacher's art! You must know that the crime of stealing teachers had a huge impact in ancient times. If Li Guanghang dares to steal the teacher, then the current Li Guanghang is either missing arms or legs, and it is impossible for him to stand here so completely.

Moreover, he has been missing for three days, and it seems that there is such a thing.

When Li Guanghang was young, he often liked to play outside, and after reading a book, he ran out. But once, he actually went for three days, and Li Guanghang said that he was staying at the house of a group of wild children, and now it seems that he is probably learning art!

Well! That's it.

Li Ling's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was pleased with his intelligence.

Li Guanghang looked at his father with a rich facial expression, and he was a little strange.

If Li Guanghang knew what Li Ling was thinking now, even if he had already spurted out a mouthful of old blood. Only he himself knew that at that time, he was playful, stole a piece of wood from someone else's carpenter, and was caught and tied up for three days.

"I see, I promise my father not to talk about it with anyone." Li Ling's righteous and Ling Ran's appearance, Li Guanghang looked a little funny.

Suddenly, Li Ling ran in front of Li Guanghang, squinted, and used a smile from the border army to face Li Guanghang, rubbing his hands incessantly.

"Hey...... Hehe, that, can you teach this set of marksmanship for your father. ”

……

The west wing of the Li family.

"The old man is going out again," Li Xuan lay on the couch horizontally, with his white arms, pinching a fiery red lychee, looking at the second child of the Li family, Li Yun, who was sitting not far away, "It seems that the old man has been busy recruiting someone recently, and the specific situation is not clear." ”

"The old man is confused, do you really plan to hand over the family to Li Ling's reckless man?"

Li Yun slapped the peachwood table hard, startling a table of dust.

"Humph! With me, it is impossible for the reckless man to get what belongs to me. Pick up the teacup and swallow.

Li Xuan squinted at Li Yun, who was drinking, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"That's right! No one can take what belongs to me. ”

……