Li Zaixing had no choice but to knock on Du Fu's door.

Du Fu hadn't slept yet, he was sitting in front of the bookcase and pondering, with a large pile of manuscripts in front of him. When I saw Li Zaixing, I looked at the insect girl again, and was taken aback: "Brother Xian, you are ...... this"

Li Zaixing was very embarrassed and said his intentions. The insect lady refused to sleep with El Maidi, and he had no extra bed on his side, so he had to ask Yang to help take care of him all night. The Yang family had already slept with the child Du Zongwen, and when he heard the voice, he hurriedly put on his coat and sat up, and said in the inner room: "Brother Li, let the child in." ”

Li Zaixing glanced at the insect girl, the insect girl looked at him with some reluctance, moved to the door step by step, and looked at Li Zaixing with a blank eye. Li Zaixing waved his hand and said: "Worm Niang, go quickly, Aunt Du is a good person, and Xiao Langjun will play with you, you will like it." ”

The insect girl pouted and walked in helplessly. As soon as Yang saw her, he laughed in surprise: "It turned out to be a blue-eyed little orchid, it's so good-looking." ”

"Auntie is also good-looking." The insect girl said obediently.

Entrusting the insect mother to the Yang family, Li Zaixing breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the manuscript on the case, and said with a smile: "Brother Du, this is preparing to read?" ”

"What else are you reading?" Du Fu sighed: "If you are not confused, you will not achieve anything." The poems are full of poems, and there is no food and clothing. I'm wondering if it's time to burn these poems and find something to do tomorrow. ”

Li Zaixing was taken aback, Du Shisheng was stimulated today, and he actually wanted to burn the poems? He hurriedly persuaded: "Brother Du, this can't be helped. This is all your hard work for many years, how can you burn it? ”

"Painstaking efforts, what's the use?" Du Fu smiled lonely: "You can't be famous outside, you can't support your family inside, what's the use of keeping it?" ”

"Fame? Is your brother Du's poem name still weak? ”

Du Fu smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Xian, you look up to me, I am very grateful." But when it comes to the name of the poem, I'm really not as big as you think. As you can see at today's banquet, my poems are not outstanding. ”

Li Zaixing thought of the reaction at the Yang family's banquet, and thought about Shen Zhongchang's evaluation of Du Fu's poems conveyed by Wei Yingwu, but he didn't know what to say for a while. In his opinion, Du Fu is of course a poet who can go hand in hand with Li Bai, but today's performance surprised him very much. Obviously, Du Fu's reputation in the eyes of the world cannot be compared with Li Bai at all, Shen Zhongchang praised him for his neatness, but said that he was out of place, which was really in the same sentence.

However, Du Fu was indeed a poet saint later, but that Shen Zhongchang did not have any reputation in history.

Li Zaixing thought for a long time: "Brother Du, the eldest husband should seek the name of the world, and the popular ones may not become classics." Didn't anyone say that the ancient sages were all lonely, and only those who can endure loneliness can become sages through the ages. I think you should stick to it, there will always be a day when you will become famous in the world. As for those people, why should you pay attention to them, they are destined to be Liuyi, not even meteors, and they are not worthy of being compared with Brother Du. ”

Du Fu glanced at Li Zaixing, and his brows relaxed: "Brother Xian is talking about Cao Zijian's poems, right?" ”

Li Zaixing shrugged: "It seems so, I can't remember." ”

Du Fu laughed, and was a little speechless. Li Zaixing can't even remember Cao Zijian's poems, but the two poems he chanted casually won fame and won the favor of Zheng Juju, so that Zheng Juju and Yang Miaoer, two famous prostitutes, were jealous of him. And he has been writing poems and essays for 30 years, but he has achieved nothing, is it true that the ancient sages were lonely?

……

Early the next morning, Li Zaixing got up to practice boxing. Practicing Sanjiu in winter and practicing Sanfu in summer, this is his habit that he can't move. It doesn't seem like a big event, but years of perseverance are not something that everyone can do.

Just as not everyone can practice strong martial arts like Li Zaixing.

After practicing boxing and then practicing the gun, Li Zaixing held a big pole and stabbed back and forth in the courtyard, the action was not complicated, just repeated practice, until the big pole was like an extended arm, and he could do it as he pleased.

When Li Zaixing practiced boxing and gun, Al Maddy was watching from the sidelines. Her leg injury has not yet healed, and she can only barely stand, unable to walk, let alone practice martial arts. However, she sat there, her eyes staring at Li Zaixing's every move, and her hands were constantly simulating speculation, frowning slightly, as if she was a little puzzled.

"What's not to understand?" Li Zaixing finished practicing the gun, handed the big pole to Lu Hu, and asked while wiping his sweat.

Al Maidi smiled: "There are a lot of things I don't understand. However, I want to wait until my leg is healed and I will fight you before asking. ”

Li Zaixing smiled: "Okay, then you can take care of your injuries, I also hope to fight with you, look at your martial arts path, and open your eyes." ”

The two talked for a while, and Zhiyuan came to invite. Li Zaixing followed Zhiyuan to the martial arts field, and the warrior monks were panting like oxen running. According to Li Zaixing's request, from today onwards, the first thing they do when they get up every morning is to run with weights, and run ten laps around the martial arts field first. The martial arts field is not big, one lap is less than two hundred steps, according to Li Zaixing's estimate, ten laps is less than three kilometers. However, the physical fitness of the warrior monks is not very good, and it is a little difficult for them to run five kilometers at once, so they have to get closer and closer.

Several miscellaneous monks from the canteen brought breakfast, fried eggs, steamed buns, and hot porridge. It was the aroma of these foods that lured those warrior monks to drool one by one, and they ran like little donkeys in heat one by one without being forced by Zhiyuan.

"Uncle Shi, your method is too good." Zhiyuan said with a smile: "I had a full meal of tofu yesterday, and I didn't ask anyone to call them early this morning, so they took the initiative to get up and run." ”

Li Zaixing looked around: "What about the one surnamed Tian?" ”

Zhiyuan was stunned for a while, then remembered who the surname Tian was, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi is saying enlightenment, he was injured yesterday, and he was able to run, and he couldn't stand it on the fifth lap, and the last five laps are no different from climbing, and he didn't finish climbing until midnight, and now it's about ......."

Before Zhiyuan finished speaking, he smacked his lips. Tian Jinjiang was holding his chest with one hand and a wooden pillar with the other, and slowly moved over. He glared at Zhiyuan, walked up to Li Zaixing, and stared at him viciously: "I ran ten laps yesterday, not an inch." ”

Li Zaixing didn't say a word, and pointed to the warrior monks who were running. Tian Jinjiang was stunned for a moment, his eyes shot a fierce light, threw away the wooden stick, and ran forward. Li Zaixing looked at him for a moment, and suddenly shouted, "Wait." ”

Tian Jinjiang stopped, turned his head, and looked at Li Zaixing puzzled. Li Zaixing stepped forward, pressed his palm against the place where he was injured yesterday, and shouted: "Inhale, inhale full, and then slowly spit it out, repeat three times." ”

Tian Jinjiang inhaled as he said, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in the wound, and the pain made cold sweat break out on his forehead. But he gritted his teeth, sucked in his breath to the fullest, and then slowly exhaled it. Reciprocating three times, the pain at the wound was lighter each time, and after inhaling three times, his face became more ruddy, and he exhaled with relief.

"Jog, adjust your breathing as you run." Li Zaixing said lightly: "After running, I will teach you martial arts." ”

"Okay." Tian Jinjiang nodded and ran out slowly.

After running ten laps, the warrior monks gathered around one by one and couldn't wait to start eating breakfast. When they saw Li Zaixing on the side, they didn't dare to slack off, and stepped forward to salute one by one. Li Zaixing was not polite and accepted it calmly. While they were eating, they talked about what they were going to train for today.

The foundation of these warrior monks is very poor, and the possibility of training them to become masters in a short period of time is very small, but fortunately, the people they have to deal with are only some rogue teenagers, so Li Zaixing does not plan to teach them too advanced martial arts, only plans to teach some basic grappling techniques, and can restrain those troublemakers when necessary. He didn't want these warrior monks to be as unscrupulous as him, that would cause trouble for his senior brother Juehui.

After the explanation, Li Zaixing personally demonstrated to them, repeatedly explained the essentials of the grappling method, and gave them instructions one by one, until they mastered it, and then let them practice.

After explaining the training task, Li Zaixing returned to the West Courtyard, and Du Fu and Yang had already risen. With the help of the slave girl Ashin, a lot of rough work does not need to be done by the Yang family, and she can sit in the courtyard and direct Ashin to do things. Seeing Li Zaixing come back, Yang laughed softly: "Brother Li, where did you pick up the little Dao aunt, it's so cute, I was a little reluctant to send it away." ”

Li Zaixing looked at the house: "Haven't gotten up yet?" ”

"I slept soundly." Yang said pityingly: "This child is really tired, and he can't wake up no matter how he screams." There are really such ruthless parents in the world, who tire their children like this for a few dollars. ”

Li Zaixing frowned: "Did I say I wanted to send it back?" ”

Yang smiled slightly: "If you don't send her back, do you want to keep her?" Money is not a big deal, but Qinrenfang is the home of the concubine sisters, and the Dao aunt who blessed their new house is gone, how can they give up? Sooner or later, they will find the Bodhi Temple. ”

Li Zaixing understood what the Yang family meant, Yang Guifei was the holy family of Zhenglong, it was not a good thing to offend them, the Yang family could not afford to provoke them, and the Bodhi Temple could not afford to provoke them.

"Then if you send it back, what will happen to the worm girl?"

"If you send it back like this......" Yang hesitated a little: "I'm afraid there won't be any good results." ”

Li Zaixing's heart trembled, and he was silent for a moment: "If that's the case, then I can't send her back." Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will take her elsewhere immediately, and it won't affect the Bodhi Temple. ”

Yang was a little ashamed and didn't say anything more. At this time, Li Mi walked in quickly, and Yang saw it, and quickly got up and avoided going back to the house.

"Brother Xian, if you don't see you for two days, you will be famous." Li Mi smiled: "As soon as I entered Pingkangfang, I heard the name of your poem......"

"Coming early in the morning to make me happy?" Li Zaixing rolled his eyes: "Talking about business, why are you here?" ”

"Of course there are important things." Li Mi looked around: "Brother Xian, accompany me to enjoy the murals of Wu Daoxuan and Wang Majie?" ”.

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