"By the way, girl, remember to give me a pot of wine next time, otherwise I won't be able to stand it, no wine is a very painful thing for me, so, good apprentice, remember to help me bring a pot of wine, don't forget" Speaking of wine, this old man had gold stars in his eyes, pulled Zheng Qingyue's sleeve and shook it, and asked his apprentice to bring it to him.

"Well,,, I'll bring it to you, let it go" Zheng Qingyue's face was helpless, is it necessary? For the sake of a pot of wine, she can be regarded as having seen the behavior of the "old naughty boy".

It was getting late, and Zheng Qingyue took Bai Duo down the trail. So there is such a scene, on the sheep intestine path between the mountains and the green mountains, there are two personable "beautiful boys".

The small fan lightly fanned the two "teenagers" chatting from time to time, and when the sun set, the gentle and undazzling sunlight shone on them, plating them with a layer of mysterious and pure color, which further highlighted the youth's immaculate and added a sense of mystery.

"That stinky old man is really a drunkard! I'm going to leave and chase him out and ask me not to forget his wine, but this old man is real, more fun than the legend's hobby hehe, it's not as impersonal as the rivers and lakes say, and the fierce is much more approachable" I want to laugh when I think of the old man Zheng Qingyue, an old naughty boy.

"Hehe, yes, this dustless old man is really an interesting person," said Zheng Qingyue as he helped her get her a cup of tea.

The next day, I got up early and went to school, the morning was to study literature, and the afternoon was martial arts, and the academy clearly stipulated that students would complete their studies after two months from the start of formal enrollment, no matter how long the time was, as long as they could pass the final exam.

Because someone once learned all the things of this academy in two months, of course, this is not the case, so everyone can do it, so there is this rule.

So Zheng Qingyue plans to go to the liberal arts examination in two months, because she is a high-achieving student in the 21st century, what history and the Book of Poetry and these ancient people have never seen, she has seen it, and there must be no problem with the text.

What she wants to learn is kung fu, and she has nothing to do except sleep or sleep in the morning, because she can't do anything if she asks her, it's boring.

But when it came to the afternoon, she was in good spirits, if it weren't for the fact that the masters were all civil and military teachers, she would have thought that there was something wrong with what they said, why was there such a big contrast between the morning and afternoon when listening to the lectures.

Today is Master Yan's teaching, and the sun is hot, but both the students and the master are standing intently outside the main hall, holding a wooden sword in their hands.

"You are all good seedlings selected when recruiting, and you all know the basic skills, so I won't say more, I will teach you the kung fu of the academy now, and watch it carefully" After saying luck, he came out of the sword, and taught while talking.

I have to say that the kung fu of this academy is really not ordinary, no wonder the people who go out from here are talents, even if they have insufficient talents, they can learn better than other academies, because it is simple and easy to understand and easy to learn, and the teaching is fine but not verbose to say that they must be able to understand, and if they practice well, they are also a martial arts master, and if they don't practice well, they won't be too bad.

"The sword is used to stab, you have to hold the sword steadily, and you have to be accurate with your hand, just like this," he said, dancing the sword and showing them a drill of one move and one style. The students watched the drill intently.

"Do you see it all?" After the drill, Master Yan put away his sword behind him and asked.

"See clearly, Master Yan," the people standing below said in unison.

"Okay, then let your Senior Brother Lin Yue take you to practice. Remember that the most important thing to learn kung fu is to endure hardships and perseverance, and practice well for a morning first. Under the scorching sun, you must also be mindful, be still and don't be disturbed by external things, and learn the swordsmanship of this academy is to be calm......... "Yan Bin was talking about what he had to do to learn kung fu when they were practicing, walking in the middle of them and looking at them, saying with a serious expression as he walked.

Lin Yue took them to practice together in front, and from a distance, a middle-aged man wearing a lilac brocade robe, a little lighter than the others, with a little mustache and a serious expression behind his hands, walked around among the disciples who practiced swords in a unified manner, but he would not hinder the people who practiced swords.

There was a man at the front who was training his sword with the man behind. In this way, a morning passed under the scorching sun.

"Okay, it's been a morning, let's put away the sword and rest," Yan Bin said as he looked at the sun in the sky. Everyone was sweating profusely, and when they heard Master's words, they immediately put away their swords, walked to the pavilion to drink tea to quench their thirst, and rested.

Although there are not many rules for the management of this academy, and the rules are not so dead, and in normal times, teachers and students still sit together and chant poems and write poems or something, but one thing is that no matter who teaches literature or martial arts, they are very strict in class, so even if there is anything, they can only do it when the master says that they are resting. Except, of course, going to the toilet.

"Oh, the heat killed me, but fortunately, at home, my father forced me to practice the basics, and he also exercised me, and some things were exposed to the sun. Otherwise, I would have died today, and I still complained about him at the beginning, but now I think about it, I am so grateful to him" As soon as he sat down, he heard a voice with a wail and a sense of joy.

Everyone burst into laughter, and this person really said that. But it's no wonder that he looks white and pure with a scholarly appearance, and it really makes it difficult for him to hold a sword.