When Shen Qiuniang came back from the small kitchen with food, the two little guys were catching ants in the yard, leaning on their heads, lying on the ground together, engrossed, Shen Qiuniang couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, in the future, the two little guys can also have a playmate when they are together.

"Little ones, are you hungry?" She walked into the yard with her food and asked with a smile.

"Hungry!"

Yuan Qing and Niu Niu jumped up at the same time and rushed to the small kitchen first, but halfway through the run, Yuan Qing stopped and let Niu Niu rush in first, Niu Niu occupied a good seat, and slapped her face with joy, "Brother Yuan Qing, I won!" ”

"Silly girl, this is Brother Yuanqing who asked you!"

Shen Qiuniang walked into the kitchen with a smile, and when she saw Yuan Qing grinding, she asked him a little strangely, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

Yuan Qing scratched the back of his head, annoyed by his gaffe just now, "His grandmother's, he is also in his twenties, why is he still eating with a three-year-old girl, is there really a little childlike innocence in his bones?" ”

"Yuanqing, wash your hands and eat."

Shen Qiuniang was distributing dishes and chopsticks to them, and urged him with a smile, "Your little stomach is hungry!" ”

Looking at his aunt's gentle and kind smile, Yuan Qing's annoyance was suddenly swept away, he was only three years old! Isn't it normal to be a little childlike? What is there to be frustrated about.

He happily agreed, washed his hands, happily squeezed next to Niuniu, picked up the chopsticks and took a big bite of rice, muttering indistinctly: "Auntie, I'm really hungry." ”

"Eat more when you're hungry."

Shen Qiuniang saw him eating tiger heads, and couldn't help but give him the largest piece of meat lovingly, and asked them, "When I was not in the afternoon, were you naughty?" ”

"No! We are very well-behaved. ”

Yuan Qing and Niu Niu looked at each other and smiled, that was their secret......

After dinner, Shen Qiuniang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and was about to start teaching them to read, the oil lamp in the hut had been lit, and the two children were sitting obediently on the wooden couch, with a small square table on the wooden couch, and one on each side.

The maid Qiuju sent them a lot of paper and pencils, the textbook Shen Qiuniang had herself, she dragged out a bamboo box from under the bed, this was the only property she kept, it was a box of books, thirty or forty copies, because it was worthless in the eyes of the soldiers who raided the house, and it was retained.

At this time, engraving printing has not yet appeared, although there is slate rubbing, but it is mainly used for Buddhist scriptures, and books are copied by hand, so there is a special copyist this industry, it is not easy for ordinary people to have a book, but also because Shen Qiuniang was born in a famous family to have so many books.

Yuan Qing was very interested in Shen Qiuniang's bookcase, his little head stepped forward, and said with a salivating smile: "Auntie, show me, what good books are there?" ”

Shen Qiuniang tapped lightly on his little brain, "Sit down obediently, and I'll show you later." ”

Yuan Qing had to sit next to Niuniu with his head in his hands, Niuniu's white and tender little finger shaved her face, gloating about him being beaten, Yuan Qing stuck out her tongue and made a grimace for her, and regretted it after making a grimace, why did she live smaller and smaller?

"Let's get started!"

Shen Qiuniang took a few books and sat in front of them, the paper and pen were ready, she had already taught her daughter hundreds of words, but she didn't know how Yuanqing was literate? asked him with a smile, "Yuanqing, how many words do you know?" ”

In fact, although the characters of this era are not simplified, most of them are known by Yuan Qing, and he didn't dare to frighten his aunt, so he had to scratch his head and smile: "A thousand words!" ”

"It's a little better than Niuniu, that's good, we can't read, just start reading."

Shen Qiuniang took a book of poetry and flipped to her page with overlapping corners, she smiled, "You read it with me." ”

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. ”．．．．．．．

The sound of reading in the small room sounded every day, and soon, Yang Xuangan went to Songzhou to assassinate the history, Mrs. Zheng was not worried about her husband, and also followed, Yuanqing lived a more leisurely life, although reading was hard, but Shen Qiuniang took care of him meticulously, regarded him as her own, and made him taste the childhood of his mother's love.

Half a year later, Yuan Qing grew taller again, and as time went by, he was familiar with every corner of the Yang Mansion, except for the bedroom in the backyard, several healthy women guarding the door strictly followed Mrs. Zheng's orders, and Yuan Qing was not allowed to go in.

Soon Yuanqing discovered a new continent of Yangfu.

That afternoon, when he and Niuniu were playing hide and seek in the east courtyard, they found a courtyard surrounded by a high wall, and shouts were heard from time to time.

"Niuniu, what is this for?" Yuan Qing looked curious.

Niuniu shook her head, she didn't know, Yuan Qing faintly guessed that this might be the martial arts training ground of the Yang Mansion, the martial arts of the Sui Dynasty was at its peak, Yang Su started with martial arts, how could there be no martial arts training ground in the mansion, Yuan Qing didn't find it for half a year, he guessed that it was probably here.

"Let's take a look!"

He turned around and ran to find the door, Niuniu had become his little heel, and everything was up to him, "Brother Yuanqing, wait for me!" She ran after Yuan Qing.

But they looked around, but they couldn't find the gate, Yuan Qing then reacted, the door of the martial arts training ground was not open in the Yang Mansion, but outside, if you want to enter the martial arts training ground, you must first go out of the mansion.

"Or, let's climb a tree."

Although Yuan Qing is only two and a half years old, he has a large physique, mature thinking, and his desire to learn martial arts is already very strong, he knows nothing about the martial arts of this era, but he knows that the troubled times are coming, and if you want to survive in the troubled times, you must take the road of martial arts.

He found a large tree with a slightly lower branch, spat in his hand, and began to climb upwards, and there was an almond tree in the yard where they lived, and he was already very skilled in climbing it.

Niu Niu took a few steps back, she had fallen from the tree, she was most afraid of climbing the tree, she turned around and ran, "I'll go back first!" ”

"Niu Niu!"

Yuan Qing couldn't scream, seeing that she ran away, he smiled self-deprecatingly, the red whisk girl has very high martial arts, but Niuniu doesn't seem to be interested in practicing martial arts at all, how will she be a chivalrous woman in the future?

Before his thoughts could go far, he was attracted by a shout from the courtyard.

"Are you practicing martial arts? You're playing with knives! ”

He slowly climbed upwards, and soon crossed the wall, and suddenly exclaimed, "How big! ”

The martial arts training ground of Yangfu is equivalent to the size of two football fields in later generations, extremely empty, overgrown with grass, just like the grassland, dozens of horses graze leisurely in the northeast corner, and there are more than a dozen straw man targets in the center of the grass to practice riding and shooting.

And just inside the wall below him was a resting place, and a dozen large logs had been thrown on the ground, and dozens of young people of about sixteen or seventeen years old were sitting on the wood to rest.

The martial arts training ground of the Yang Mansion is mainly used by the children of the Yang family to practice martial arts, and it is also the training place of the Yang Mansion Guardian Family.

The children of the Yang family can also learn martial arts while resting, and a martial artist hired by the Yang Mansion is instructing one of the children of the Yang family to practice swordsmanship.

Yuan Qing lay on a tree trunk and watched this person practice the knife intently, from the perspective of later generations, this Yang family's knife skills are very good, very skilled, the cold light is shining, in one go, there is no stagnation, and the martial arts competition is nothing more than that.

But the martial artist frowned, and he could see that he was very dissatisfied, and he kept scolding: "Where is the momentum?" What about power? How to embroider like a woman! ”

"Master Zhao, I think Hachiro's knife skills are very good."

A mouthy Yang family disciple said Yuan Qing's heart, and he also thought it was very good! What's bad?

"Nice bullshit!"

The martial artist surnamed Zhao scolded angrily, "Can he fight with the Turkic cavalry like this?" Have you ever been on the battlefield? Thousands of horses and thousands of troops are fighting, dozens of pounds of heavy knives, can you dance it for a few hours without getting tired? With a seven-foot-tall Turkic cavalry and a tall horse, can you split a man and a horse in half with a sword? The small blade in your hand, it's not even ten pounds, what is it if it's not a woman's embroidery needle? ”

Martial Master Zhao's voice was like a bell, and he roared so that Yuan Qing's heart trembled for a while, but his every word smashed on Yuan Qing's heart like a sledgehammer.

He used to listen to the romance of the Sui and Tang dynasties, saying that Li Yuanba took 800 catties of hammers, Pei Yuanqing's hammer weighed 300 catties, and Yuwen Chengdu's phoenix wings gilt boring was 240 catties.

But he later happened to see an old photo, a soldier holding a seven-star sword that is said to be Wu Sangui, the long sword is taller than a person, at least forty or fifty pounds, he realized that the martial arts in history and the martial arts of later generations are not the same thing at all, although it is not the internal strength in martial arts novels, but it is by no means a fist embroidered legs.

In the era of cold weapons, winning with strength and bravery, people's potential has also been brought into full play, and real martial arts are by no means as simple as knowing a set of sword techniques or fist techniques.

At this time, someone muttered unconvinced: "How can everyone on the battlefield be so powerful, can't you do it yourself?" ”

Zhao Wushi's face flushed, and he stepped forward with a kick, "Damn, Lao Tzu is only two hundred people long, of course not, but what about those generals?" Do you think that it is in vain that they kill a hundred people with their strength and a thousand with their strength? ”

Martial Master Zhao's words flashed in Yuan Qing's mind like lightning, and he suddenly understood a truth, being proficient in swordsmanship is just the quality of a small soldier, and the general is practicing real martial arts, otherwise, how can they be different from small soldiers?

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