Xiao Qian chuckled, stretched out her fingers and scraped her pink cheeks twice, "Young master, I don't know about it, I don't think Xiao Qian knows Mr. Yangming." ”

The little girl of Shuangluo Dai has also read the book, and naturally knows that the so-called Mr. Yang Ming's midnight practice of Qi Dragon and Tiger Dan Chengtian is a legend, as if it is also said that Mr. Yang Ming is a monk reincarnated, these are probably not accurate, so she is ashamed of Zheng Guofan to coax the little girl with nonsense, "Miss said, those Mr. Yang Ming monks reincarnated are just legends, as for Qi practice, there may be, but it is impossible to Dan Cheng Dragon Tiger Jiaotai in the middle of the night The long whistle shook the three armies and lasted all night. ”

"That's why I said that Mr. Yangming's realm is not as high as that of the young master!" The obedient official squeezed his eyebrows and teased her, "Young master, I am a bodhisattva in the womb, and the abbot of Tanzhe Temple said it himself." ”

"Liar, the young master just said that it was an old monk with white eyebrows in Tanzhe Temple, how did he become an abbot again." Xiao Qian pursed her pink lips, she is not as good as the Yan family in the Zheng family, although she is not as luxurious as the Yan family in terms of eating, but she is very satisfied with the current situation, so she slowly regained some of the cuteness that she should have at this age, "Xiao Qian can hear it clearly!" ”

"Don't believe me? Master, I'll make you a poem about the Bodhisattva realm. He turned his brain, coughed, threw the "Little Dai Li Ji" in his hand on the stone table, and walked a few steps forward with the village in his hand, chanting as he walked: Beauty is not born in the womb, it should be the peach blossom tree growing, and the peach blossoms are easy to fall, and the falling flowers are more affectionate than Rushang......

He groaned in his mouth, and the village was waving it in his hand, and he practiced the set of blue sea tide swords made by Shan Chixia, the sword light Huo Huozhong, the voice was clear and beautiful, and every word jumped out, faintly like Hong Zhong Da Lu, the sound of gold and iron, only to see the sword light flashing, the figure dancing, and the peach blossom petals in the air flew down.

"Meditation in Static Motion...... What is so difficult about becoming a Buddha...... When he met Qing in the second life, Yushu was a young man in the wind...... sighs that his supernatural powers are empty, and he can't subdue the person next to him...... I have the heart to go to the jungle with a bowl, and I have a beautiful woman......"

The obedient official's swordsmanship came down, when it was the swordsmanship that was swift and swift like an ape, the sword light that the village was waving in his hand was one after another, like the waves of the sea, this word was like a Sanskrit sound, the swordsmanship danced to the heart, suddenly mysterious, and the heart was ethereal, in the words of later generations, it was explained as muscle memory or cell memory, and it did not need the brain to dominate. Therefore, it may take more than ten years for a person to start practicing a certain martial arts technique from nothing, such as a rank or champion, but if a person with a high rank or a former champion does not practice for more than ten years, it is likely that it will only take a few months for him to recover to his peak state, which is the so-called muscle conditioning memory ability.

At this time, the obedient official entered a certain mysterious state, the brain was ethereal, and he completely relied on the body to spontaneously dominate the swordsmanship, this state is really ridiculous, you can also describe it as selfless and swordless, but in fact, it can still be explained from a scientific point of view.

"I have worried about the loss of the Sanskrit line, and I am afraid that I will fall into the city by mistake when I enter the mountain, and I will have the law in the world, and I will not live up to it."

He groaned to the end, a long howl, his feet jumped, stretched out his legs and stepped on a peach tree next to him, just like a firefighter in later generations climbed the wall straight, but in this era, it looks like a wonderful light work, and then the legs bend and kick, people will run into the air, after the peach tree is kicked hard, the peach blossom petals of the tree are falling like rain, the obedient officials turned seven hundred and twenty degrees in the air, the village is like a big windmill, turning a cloud of sword light, how mysterious it is not necessarily, In later generations, competitive taekwondo will be more of this kind of kicking action after turning 720 degrees in the air, but it can't stand the lack of knowledge at this moment! The so-called trick, isn't it that others don't know and haven't seen it, so it looks amazing that the good official's big windmill in the air is dancing in a circle.

Xiao Qian and the three people hidden behind the tree not far away saw the little figure kicking one by one, dancing in the air, stirring the petals into a rain of flowers, the sunlight shining down from the forest, the white Confucian shirt, the cyan long sword, and the pink peach petals, it was really rare to see in the world, and they immediately applauded. Even the young man with a strange temper and big eyes couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

"Young master, what a trick to dance the fish and dragon." Xiao Qian hurriedly ran over, pulled out a sweat towel from her waist, and wiped the sweat for the good official, "It looks better than the housekeeper Uncle Shan!" ”

Of course, there is an element of sycophancy in these words, and the level of the obedient official is really not up to Shan Chixia, but he has a geographical advantage and is colorful and looks fancy, if he really does it, Shan Chixia will split the sword light that he wielded into a ball with a sword.

This way of swordsmanship, of course, the obedient official was sweating profusely, and his breathing was a little short, he took a sweat towel from Xiao Qian's hand and wiped it on his head, and shouted to the peach forest while wiping the sweat: "Friends over there, please come out!." ”

Xiao Qian was stunned, turned her head to look, and walked out from a distance Three people wearing Taoist robes came, headed by the one about thirty, with a face like three autumn ancient moons, with a smile on his white face, and bowed, "Respect the good sword, I was stunned for a while, it's no wonder that it's rude, I have eyes and ears, and I actually have a hermit here, and a good song lives up to the Qing, and there is really a bodhisattva realm." ”

These three people knew that the young man in front of them looked like he was thirteen years old at most, but a poem that people chanted was really scary, and people couldn't help but wonder if this was born with Su Hui and knew it, maybe only the Bodhisattva could describe it when he entered the womb, otherwise it was like [Meet Qing in the second life, Yushu Linfeng a boy] This kind of sentence is really not like a teenager can make, if you don't hear it on the spot, and you hear it from beginning to end, even the motive of people to write poems is because of laughing with their own little maid, Maybe you have to wonder if it was copied from some great monk.

You must know that there are many poets and monks in the Ming Dynasty, just three Wu and one place, the poets and monks of the Ming Dynasty have made nearly 2,000 poems, and many times the poets and monks can call for wind and rain in the poetry arena, and even take charge of the poetry altar, so there are a lot of sour words in the Ming people's notes that the monks compose poems while eating A hibiscus, and A Hibiscus is opium.

But the beautiful young man in front of him made people's eyes shine, starting from boasting that he was better than Wang Yangming in the womb, until he chanted a complete poem, from beginning to end, compared with the content of the poem, but all of them matched, such as peach blossoms, beauties, even if there are some things that should not be comprehended at this age, compared to the reincarnation meeting, it is clearly described in the previous life, and people are immediately dumbfounded.

"Don't dare to be a gentleman." The obedient official looked at these three people, dressed in Taoist robes, dressed almost the same as the Huashan faction in "Smiling Proud Jianghu: Undefeated in the East", one of the top ten classics of martial arts movies, but there are also two things to see, the girl who obviously has ears and eyes on both ears is dressed as a man and wears this Taoist robe, which is also quite a bit of Li Jiaxin's taste of playing a little junior sister, just two men, but there is no feeling of making the fox rush, at most it is a stupid ass.

"Are you just the life you are like when you first saw Zheng Guofan?" As soon as the good official thought that this girl had a bit of the taste of Huashan's little junior sister, people came to trouble him.

It's this opening sentence again, the good official can only smile bitterly, it's so old-fashioned! But I still had to answer, "In Xia Zheng Guofan, the name Fengzhang has seen two virtuous brothers." He automatically ignored this girl, there was some trouble dealing with girls in the Ming Dynasty, and he was most afraid of trouble.

The two looked at each other, originally they were just suspicious, but now it is really the case, and the elder of the head smiled and arched his hand, "Sure enough, it is Brother Zheng Xian, Dong Qichang in Xiahua Pavilion, the word Xuanzai." ”

The obedient official's eyes lit up, Dong Qichang, he also learned Dong Qichang's seal carving when he went to school in his previous life, this is not the kind of Xiong Damu who didn't even take the exam several times and had to go back to take over the family carving business, he is one of the four masters of the Ming Dynasty, and he has also done the book of the Ministry of Rites, he is really a big bull!

"It turned out to be Mr. Xiangguang in person." The obedient official dusted off his clothes, which is a sign of respect, just like the ancients played the piano to wash their hands, and the emperor had to bathe, which is a kind of etiquette, and then bowed to the ground deeply, which is a typical Confucian gift.

Although Dong Qichang is also a famous person, he didn't dare to accept his big gift, so he quickly knelt down and returned the courtesy, which is also a Confucian rule, you are courteous, and I must pay more respects, just like those vassal states of the imperial court come to pay tribute, and the tribute is worth 10,000 taels of silver, and the court must pay back 15,000 taels, otherwise the etiquette will be lost.

The student next to him was salivating, a bit like Mr. Qingteng Xu Wenchang, who couldn't see the etiquette the most, and when he saw the two worshipping each other, he couldn't help but snort out of his nostrils.

Dong Qichang saw that this virtuous brother had made an old mistake again, and he was afraid that Zheng Guofan would not know his temper and be angry, so he hurriedly introduced: "This is my friend, Huating Chen Jiru, the word is Zhong alcohol." ”

Chen Jiru? Chen Meigong? Chen Meigong, who refuses to be an official?

This is the famous man who wrote "The Biography of Li Gongzi" and scolded Jinshi as [Cuo Da Bone Elephant], and he was also one of the four great masters of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Belch!

Everyone was stunned, and the good official also reacted, saying that he had said something wrong. However, who called Chen Jiru famous in Jiangnan for scolding people and big bone elephants! In this way, the two are connected to each other, and the big bones are like Chen Jiru, which is equivalent to pointing at his nose and scolding: You are the Chen Jiru who was born in a poor turtle! Chen Jiru's face suddenly turned red.

The people present were all smart people, and naturally they all knew that Zheng Guofan didn't mean to scold people, but how awkward it sounded when these words were connected, the little junior sister of Huashan couldn't help but laugh, "Mr. Qihua, do you dare to scold people in the future?" ”

Chen Jiru once built a temple to worship the Jin Dynasty famous scholar Lu Ji Lu Yun brothers, begging for famous flowers to plant in front of the temple, and said [I am poor, in order to entertain Mr. Er], so some people call him Mr. Begging Flowers, of course, this guy claims to be poor in fact is absolutely not poor, he is famous all over the world by the former pavilion old Xu Jie, and later generations wrote poems to satirize him, saying that he [decorate the mountains and forests on the big shelf, vassal elegance and small masters. The shortcut to the south was unintentional, and the priest tried his best to praise it. The otter sacrifice poems and books are full of books, and the fly camp Zhong Ding runs the smoke. A crane in the clouds, flying around the prime minister's office], can be described as ironic, this famous man who scolded people and became famous all over the world would feel if he knew this poem that scolded him.

I saw that this person's face turned from red to blue and then from green to white, his face seemed to change his face, he changed several times, and he forced his surname to be lowered, and he snorted and stopped talking, but the little junior sister of Huashan was quite bold, arched her hand to the obedient official, and said in a crisp voice: "Suzhou Mansion Cao Mandarin Duck." ”

"Miss Cao is a member of Nanzhili Dongxiao, and people can't ask for a song." Dong Qichang was afraid that Zheng Guofan would look down on the name, so he hurriedly added. The obedient official nodded when he heard this, oh! This is well played.