Maybe I have been staying in Tianqing Temple for a long time, and An Dao has opened the edge of the law and closed the edge of the mouth, which is quite a bit of a monk.

But to Yan Nu's ears, it is really like this.

If it weren't for fate, how could you meet An Daoquan?

As soon as he thought of this, Yan Nu couldn't help but giggle, looking at Yu Yin's gaze, it was even more sweet......

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

When Yuyin woke up, it was past the ugly time.

When he came out of the tub, he felt extremely relaxed and inexplicably refreshed. Among the hundreds of limbs, there seems to be a huge amount of power. He changed his clothes, and after walking around, he felt that his strength had increased a lot.

"From today onwards, meditate every day, practice the easy-to-tendon forging method left by your father-in-law, cultivate both internally and externally, and don't slack off."

An Daoquan was old after all, and after seeing Yuyin come out, he only gave an order and went back to rest.

As for this easy tendon forging method, it was passed on by Zhou Dong, and there is no need for An Daoquan to bother. The method of easy tendon and bone breaking is divided into two types: internal and external, internal strength is refined, and external strength is standing pile. Yu Yin had never practiced internal skills before, and had only practiced the external skills pile method, which was the Arhat pile that Yan Nu taught him before. But now, as An Daoquan commanded, he naturally obeyed what he said.

People know the merit of sitting and resting thinking into virtue, but they don't know that the people who are up to the top are round and wise, and the body is used for double cultivation, that is, it is dynamic and static, although it is quiet and peaceful......

After the baptism of strong muscles and bones, Yu Yin found that this 'Yuantong Dinghui' is really wonderful! Sitting cross-legged in the bedroom, with his heart facing the sky and breathing softly, he gradually entered the ethereal realm again.

There was nothing to do all night, and the rooster crowed five watches.

At dawn, Yu Yin had already practiced the pile gong and was in great spirits.

I was going to go to the shop to have a look, but I was stopped by Yan Nu and asked him to write the score as soon as possible, so as not to delay other people's affairs.

Yu Yin thinks about it, and this is also the truth.

So he stayed at home and wrote the score.

The arm is much lighter than yesterday. The wound was not as painful as before, and even felt as if it had healed. This also made Yu Yin's mood much happier. The speed of the score arrangement is also much faster than at the beginning.

In just one afternoon, half of the writing was done.

This also made Yu Yin's mood even more pleasant.

It's a bit boring to stay at home.

I continued to write the score, but I didn't seem to feel anything.

Suddenly remembered that he wanted to teach Yannu to read. So he changed his clothes, Shi Shiran went out and went to the market. It rained lightly last night, but when it was dawn, it was sunny again. The twilight spring sun is very comfortable, shining on the body, and it is not very hot.

Yu Yin remembers that under the West Baokang Gate Bridge, there was a bookstore.

Most of the shops sell Mongolian reading materials, which is just right for Yan Nu's current level.

West Baokangmen Bridge, adjacent to Taixue. On one street, there are all bookstores and book clubs, and the cultural atmosphere is quite strong. Many students come here to hang out when they have nothing to do. If you're lucky, you may be able to buy one or two rare books. Yu Yin didn't have this leisure, but he was also very happy about the atmosphere on this street.

In the bookstore, I bought a thousand-character text and a book with a hundred family names.

This is also the most basic reading material of Mongolian studies, but with the advent of movable type printing, there are also many editions of famous annotations.

The thousand-character text selected by Yu Yin is an annotated version of Huang Tingjian, one of the four scholars of Sumen.

It is said that this is the version of Professor Huang Tingjian's children, and somehow, it has spread to the market. Although the imperial court ordered the Yanjin Suhuang script to spread. But in fact, this ban has no influence at all in the market.

There are even many bookstores that are proud of selling Su Huang characters, so that the ban exists in name only.

Yu Yin sighed that the literary style of the Song Dynasty was heavy.

It seems that the yellow version of the thousand-character text in his hand, the Sima version of the hundred family names, is almost rarely circulated in later generations. At least in Yuyin's memory, he had never seen this version of the book. Huang Tingjian and Sima Guang are all famous figures in the Northern Song Dynasty. Yu Yin couldn't help but wonder in her heart, how did these two people annotate the Mengxue readings, and what kind of surprises would they have?

Out of the door of the bookstore, Yuyin was about to go back.

But I saw that at the door of a bookstore not far away, Chen Dong and a man were talking in a low voice.

"Shaoyang!"

Yu Yin shouted and walked over.

Who knows, the man who was talking to Chen Dong heard someone calling, looked up, and then turned his head and left......

"Hey, why is Xiao Yi here?"

When Chen Dong saw Yu Yin, he couldn't help but be stunned.

There was some nervousness in his expression, which made Yu Yin feel strange.

"Well, Sister Jiu'er wants to be literate, I'll buy two reading materials for her, and go back so I can teach her...... Who was that guy just now? How did this go? ”

"Ahh

Chen Dong opened his mouth, and then laughed, "A classmate of Taixue!" Hehe, he was a bit withdrawn and didn't like to talk to strangers, so he left...... Hehe, it's nothing anyway, it's not a good thing, it's not a good thing. ”

He looked relaxed, but he couldn't hide the nervousness in his eyes.

Yu Yin felt strange in her heart, but she didn't ask.

Everyone has their own secrets, and too many questions are not a good thing......

"In that case, I'll go back."

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, it's just to buy two books, and if I buy it, I naturally have to leave."

"Then I won't keep Xiaoyi, I'll leave first."

As he spoke, Chen Dong turned around and left.

That hurried and panicked appearance really made Yu Yin feel a little strange.

Seeing Chen Dong leave, Yu Yin shook his head, and was about to leave, but found a book on the ground. Pick it up and look at it, it is a collection of poems and essays by Liu Sanchang. However, there is also a seal on it, with four beautiful words written 'Uncle Wei Xiangzhen'.

Just look at the words, and you can see that it is made by skilled craftsmen.

And the style of the book used is quite a bit of a 'golden knife' style.

This book fell on the place where Chen Dong was standing, and it must have been left by Chen Dong. Yu Yin scratched his head and said in his heart: Why is this Chen Shaoyang so lost today? Okay, let's take it back and read it first, and then return it to Chen Dong.

It is often said that books cannot be read without borrowing!

Yu Yin also has this problem.

He put the book on his body, and Shi Shiran left.

But he didn't want to leave without much effort, so Chen Dong hurried over.

Beside him, there was also a young man dressed as a student, "Shaoyang, are you really sure you lost here?" ”

"Of course!"

"But how not?"

The two looked left and right in front of the bookstore, and after a while, Chen Dong said: "I met Xiao Yi here just now and talked to him a few words. Could it be that he took it? ”

"Which little B?"

"It's the jade yin of Kaifeng's first Ji Qin, Yu Xiaoyi."

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly showed a sudden expression.

"I have some impressions of what you said.

Just, are you sure? The list in it is very important, and if it is obtained by others, it will not be a catastrophe. ”

"This ......"

Chen Dong thought about it, turned around and went to the bookstore.

After a while, he walked out and said, "That's right, it was picked up by Xiao Yi."

Just now the guy at the bookstore also saw him holding a book, looking for something at the door...... I think it was taken away by him.

Well, in this case, I'll go to him in a moment and ask for the book back. ”

After thinking about it, the young man was no longer anxious.

The two of them immediately walked and talked as they walked, heading in the direction of Taixue.

At this time, the sky is in full swing.

Yu Yin didn't go home immediately, and when he was halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, so he turned around and went straight to the three forks.

The slaughterhouse at the fork has opened!

Yang Zaixing and Gao Shisanlang were carrying a pig to the slaughtering table, and with a knife, they released the pig's blood.

Hearing the miserable screams of the pigs in the slaughterhouse from a distance, Yu Yin frowned and walked into the slaughterhouse.

"Why is Brother Xiao Yi here?"

"It's nothing, just come and see."

"Hehe, Brother Xiaoyi came just in time, today this is the last pig, and when it is processed, it will be sent to Panlou."

"Pan Lou?"

"Yes, Pan Lou made a decision with the shop to send three live pigs every day in the future.

I did the math just now, and now at the end of the day, there will be almost fifteen pigs, Brother Xiaoyi, our business will definitely become more and more prosperous. ”

"That's, that's!"

Yu Yin smiled and nodded.

"Thirteen Lang, told your aunt?"

"I have already said that I will move in at the beginning of next month, when my house is just due...... A-Niang has been picking up things at home for the past two days, and when the time comes, she will have to make a big move. By the way, Brother Xiao Yi remembers to come here to eat and drink when the time comes. ”

Moving, that's a big deal, naturally you can't be sloppy.

If you meet some big families, you have to pick a day, look at the yellow calendar, and worship God with incense. Fortunately, Gao Thirteen's family doesn't have so many worries, as long as they pack up their things, they can move here. However, it is indispensable to serve wine and treats.

Accompanied Gao Shisanlang and Yang Zaixing to put the killed raw meat in the car, and the three of them returned to the city.

Gao Shisanlang pushed the cart to Panlou to deliver goods, and Yang Zaixing had to go to the cooked meat workshop to take care of it. Yu Yin saw that it was not early, so he went back home. When I got home, it was already dark, and the yard was filled with the smell of rice.

Yan Nu has returned, busy in the kitchen.

An Daoquan was in the house, the door was closed, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

"Brother Xiaoyi, someone just came over and sent a post, and it was placed on the table in your room."

"Posts? Who sent it? ”

"I don't know, looking at the outfit, it's really a good person.

By the way, in the afternoon, the Chen family came to the shop to look for you, but when he saw that you were not there, he left...... It seems that there is something urgent, panicked. The slave asked him what was going on, but he refused to say, only said that he would come back to discuss with Brother Xiao Yi later. ”

Yu Yin let out an 'oh' and walked back to the room.

Chen Dong: What's wrong?

One moment I was in a hurry to leave, and the other I had to talk to myself about things...... God is a god, and he doesn't know what kind of medicine he sells in his throat.

Putting the bookbag on the bed, Yuyin saw a post on the table.

The post is extremely exquisitely made, using the method of cold gold paper, the post is written with the words 'North Park Poetry Society', open it to see, only to see a line of extremely graceful and beautiful neat small characters in the post: March 27, North Park invited, hope not to refuse!