Time flies, and a month has passed.

Du He has been living in Datang for a month, and he has a general habit of Datang's living customs. Although he has not fully integrated into this era, Du He has already regarded himself as a Tang Dynasty.

During this month, in addition to learning scripture and calligraphy with his mother Zhang, Du He devoted himself to the cultivation of martial arts.

Du He's body is too poor, obviously he is fifteen years old, but his physical fitness is the same as that of a ten-year-old child.

Fortunately, Du He knows the martial arts in "The Treasure of Lingering Fragrance" well, and uses his own experience to make up for the shortcomings in his body. In his spare time, he also starts to exercise his body.

A month is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

With the experience of later generations, Du He was able to automatically operate the "Five Qi Dynasty".

Running the "Five Qi Dynasty Yuan" seems simple, but in fact it is extremely difficult.

The "Five Qi Dynasty Yuan" may not be the strongest internal strength in the world, but it is the strangest internal strength in the world.

The reason why Chu Liuxiang is unparalleled in the world is his nose.

Chu Liuxiang's sinuses were born differently from others, so that it was difficult to breathe. If a person can't breathe through his nose, he will feel dizzy and swollen all day long, which is more painful than any problem, so Chu Liuxiang has created a special internal skill, which has no special benefits, but after learning it, it works, and people can use skin pores to breathe.

Therefore, Chu Liuxiang does not need to ventilate when he uses light work, and his light work is naturally unparalleled in the world.

What Du He has to do is to use pore breathing to replace the nose, so that pore breathing becomes a habit, so that the internal power works automatically, even if he sleeps and does things, he does not stop. As long as this habit is cultivated, no matter what Du He does, his internal strength is running, and he is constantly practicing, which will naturally be of great benefit to the improvement of martial arts.

Du He's original body had already developed this habit, but now this body can't do it for a while because of its poor foundation.

It took a lot of effort for Du He to get rid of the habit of breathing through his nose, so that the "Five Qi Chaoyuan" set of mental methods worked on their own in the body.

Now his light skills are not as shocking as the original, but he also has a certain foundation.

"It's time to see the outside world!" Du He muttered to himself, in order to practice, he hadn't even stepped out of the gate of Cai Guogong's Mansion this month.

That night, during dinner, Du He said to his parents: "Father, mother, the child's body is completely well, let's go to Hongwen Hall to study tomorrow!" "If he wants to fit into the world, it is inevitable to make friends and see the outside world.

Duhe is at a loss for the outside world, so the school is the best place to go.

Du Ruhui and Zhang glanced at each other, and there was a worried look in their eyes.

Du He is in good health, how can they not know, but Du He never mentioned the matter of going to school, and the two elders thought that Du He was sick and did not dare to go to the Hongwen Pavilion to see Princess Changle and his party.

Seeing that Du He is no longer idle, every time he can complete the homework assigned by Zhang's family on time, the two elders do not intend to force it for the sake of Du He, so they are "recuperating" in the house because of Du He.

Seeing him take the initiative to go to Hongwen Hall this time, everyone showed a worried face.

Du He didn't know that the two elders' thoughts were so complicated, and he thought that they were worried that they would skip school and ignore their careers as before, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Daddy, the child already knows that he wants it, and he won't let you worry about it." ”

Listening to what Du He said so easily, the second master could only accept it.

Du Ruhui said: "Your soul loss has not improved, so I will let my father take you there!" ”

Du He really didn't know where the Hongwen Pavilion was located, so he nodded and agreed.

Hongwen Hall is located in the province of Menxia, founded in Wude four years, gathering more than 200,000 volumes. Placing a bachelor, correcting the books, correcting the classics, and correcting the errors of the ancient books. There is one head of the museum, and the consulate general is in charge. There are dozens of students, all of whom are children of royal relatives and senior Beijing officials, and the bachelor of teachers is trained in scripture and history calligraphy.

Du Ruhui sent Du He to the outside of the Hongwen Pavilion, and additionally advised: "If you don't want to, Erlang doesn't need to be reluctant." ”

Du He smiled calmly and said: "It's nothing more than going to school and studying, barely counting, but I like it very much in my heart." As a descendant and a student who graduated from the Department of History, Du He has admired the Tang culture for a long time, and it is impossible to enter the highest university in the Tang Dynasty and learn the Tang culture.

Du Ruhui saw that the smile on Du He's face was not pretentious at all, and remembered the changes in his beloved son, his father was relieved and left happily.

Maybe it was close to class time, and there were more than ten teenagers on the same road with Du He, but they all avoided Du He and didn't want to be with him, and some even pointed fingers behind his back.

It seems that the bastard's popularity is not ordinarily bad!

Du He suffered a lot from the second ancestor of the original Du He, and greeted him ten times viciously in his heart, but his surname Ben was free and easy, and he walked alone to the place pointed out by Du Ruhui.

Du Ho passed through several corridors, and in front of him was a large courtyard, which was surrounded by a wall more than one person high from west to east. The courtyard is full of green bamboo, and a gust of wind blows through the bamboo leaves in the courtyard, and there is another mood.

There is a circular arch on the front of the wall, and a stone plaque is embedded in the door, on which the words "Tingtao Academy" are written.

"This is it!" Du He looked at the three words "Li Shimin" written on the inscription, and Li Shimin's seal was stamped under the name, and secretly said to himself, if this thing is in the future life, it can be sold for 1.8 million yuan casually.

"Brother Qinglian!"

Du Heshang was observing the handwriting of the Tang Emperor, and suddenly a person patted him on the shoulder and hooked up with him.

Qinglian is the word of Duhe, generally speaking, people will only have the word given by the elder after the crown ceremony, but there are a few exceptions, just like Duhe.

It is said that the night before Du He was born, Zhang dreamed of a lump of mud, and as time passed, an extremely gorgeous lotus flower grew on the mud.

The ancients believed in the dream the most, and Du Ruhui was no exception, and immediately named his born son He, and took the word Qinglian, as if he hoped that he would be like Qinglian out of the mud without staining.

But looking at what Du He did, it was obvious that he had lived up to this elegant name.

Du He looked back at the person, and the other party was a young man about the same age as him, dressed in a blue gown, with a square scarf on his head, hugging him affectionately, squeezing his eyebrows, so unaffectionate.

"Uh...... Who are you? "Duho has no memory of this teenager at all.

The young man shouted in pain: "No, Brother Qinglian, you even forgot about your little brother?" The little brother is the brother who beheaded the chicken in the green building with you and burned the yellow paper! ”

Fang bereavement love!

Du He's eyes widened, looking at this benevolent brother, this great cuckold comrade, one of the strongest women in history, the most fierce extramarital affair representative, the husband of Princess Gaoyang, and the role model of the cuckold comrade, and reciprocated with admiration.