This morning was no different for Duan Lizheng.

Maybe it's a little too early for some people. But Duan Lizheng got up after getting used to the rooster crow since he was a child.

This time I woke up a little earlier than usual. Because it was winter, it was still dark outside the window, and I could see the faint moon.

Although he knew that he had woken up early, Duan Lizheng still opened his eyes immediately, calmed down, and then pressed his tongue against the roof of his mouth and began to guide his qi.

After five breaths, Duan Lizheng felt that all the breath that had been stagnant all night in his body flowed, and the fresh breath flooded from head to toe.

After completing the routine of pranayama every morning, Duan Lizheng turned over and got up, dressed in galoshes, made the bed and folded the quilt, and walked to the courtyard to start washing.

The whole courtyard was silent, and only the flickering of candles could be seen in the lanterns hanging at the entrance of the courtyard.

The layout of the entire courtyard is no different from the courtyard of some sons of the cultivators, but if there is any difference, it is that there is no one here.

This is also an anecdote about the Duan family.

The inner court of the fiancé has no subordinates.

Compared with the piles of maids and mothers-in-law in the yards of other families, the Duan family's arrangement can be described as strange.

Before the son of the Duan family was ten years old, there was only one nursing mother at most to take care of his daily life, and after the age of ten, except for a scholar, the inner courtyard no longer left the servants who served the daily life, only the rough envoys in the outer courtyard who were responsible for sprinkling and sweeping and delivering food.

Dressing and washing are all done by the childe alone.

Compared with other clothes to reach out for food and open their mouths, the sons of the beautiful and beautiful families, the sons of the Duan family simply live a civilian-like life.

In fact, this impersonal rule was not born for a long time.

The source of the generation is Duan Lizheng's eldest brother - Duan Haochu.

And the reasons that prompted Duan Haochu to set such rules are also common in the family.

Back to the roots, it is because of Duan Lizheng's biological mother Qin.

After the Qin family married in, for the eldest son who was too good but unable to control it, she adopted one of the most common and commonly used methods by stepmothers, that is, in the name of shouting for warmth, stuffing people into the inner courtyard of the eldest son.

Duan Haochu was thirteen years old at the time and had already begun to go out to study, but no matter where he went, he always had to go home.

As a result, as soon as I got home, I found that the maids in my yard were not only the most, but also the most beautiful.

Duan Haochu didn't react at the time, but a month later, when the gentleman of Ziyang Academy came to visit his home, he called the patriarch and his father, and suddenly made a complaint in front of the ancestral hall, saying that he wanted to follow the example of the sages, how could he sweep the world if he didn't sweep a house, and he didn't want a subordinate in the courtyard from now on.

The Qin clan was startled, and before he could stop it, Duan Haochu continued, he was determined to be admitted to Xie Yuan within three years, and if he couldn't do it, he would withdraw this rule.

At that time, he was already the youngest case leader in Huizhou, and the whole clan had great expectations for him. Seeing him like this, how could the old clan elder not know what was going on, and after glaring at the Qin clan fiercely, he allowed Duan Haochu.

As a result, it was less than three years, and only two years later, Duan Haochu was admitted to the Yuan, which shook Huizhou, and there was no one in Duan Dagongzi's courtyard, and this matter was also rumored to be a good name.

This rule also spread within the Duan family, and the Qin family, who wanted his son Jackie Chan, looked at the eldest son with infinite scenery, gritted his teeth and used this rule on Duan Lizheng.

Later, Duan Lizheng also became the youngest county test leader, and he also took two in one go, and the Duan family's rules became completely famous, and even regarded by other families as a magic weapon for their descendants to follow.

The rest is not tabled, in short, Duan Lizheng has long adapted to such a life, and the same is true in Tiance Academy.

In the courtyard, after washing with well water, he picked up a bamboo branch inserted in the ground, used the bamboo branch as a sword, and began to practice the sword.

After a set of swordsmanship was practiced, after leaving a new sword mark on the bluestone outside the house, there was a regular knock on the door, and it was the next person stepping on the point to send the morning food.

After breakfast, Duan Lizheng rinsed his mouth with tea, walked out of the small courtyard, smelled the lake in Duan's mansion, and silently recited the book he read yesterday in his mind while walking, and an hour later, he went to Qin's courtyard to say goodbye, and then returned to his courtyard.

Everything was no different than usual.

Duan Lizheng sat down on a chair in the study, and there were thick books on the bookcase.

Some of them he had brought back from the gods, and some of them had recently been newly found.

There is no plan to go out today, and the plan he has set for himself is to finish reading the anthology that he didn't finish yesterday. Then he wrote down the things he cared about, and when he went to Ziyang Academy in two days, he would discuss it with Mr. Nanshan.

The sun was rising higher and higher outside, and the drip in the corner of the study was ticking quietly.

Duan Lizheng sat in the quiet study, and in front of him was the book he was most familiar with, exuding the fragrance of Hui ink.

However, looking at it, for some reason, there was a picture in front of me that was not in the book.

There was a tannical sound like a tsunami in my ears, swords clashing, sparks erupted, and blood splattered.

The shouts of the crowd, the sabre-rattling platforms, the smell of sweat.

The eyes that were covered with sweat endured the soreness and looked at the incense burner in the distance, a stick of incense had actually burned most of it, his heart was beating, his lips were bitten numb, he dragged his sore body, stared at the blurred shadow in his field of vision and swung a sword!

"Smack."

Large droplets of ink dripped from the tip of the pen that was lifted, and a large jet-black flower swam out on the rice paper.

Duan Lizheng was in a trance, looked at it fixedly, and found that the scroll in front of him had not turned a page for a long time.

Martial arts test.

Duan Lizheng put down the pen in his hand and stared at the book on the desk in a daze.

In the moment just now, sitting in the study, he seemed to have returned to the high platform of the martial arts test.

When I said hello this morning, my mother had a happy and complicated look on her face, and her sister's sarcastic words flashed in Duan Lizheng's mind.

They all seemed to be avoiding talking about who or something.

Duan Lizheng shook his head, the martial arts test of the county test is pure fighting, the king is defeated, strength is king, he has already won the head of the county test martial arts test, and now the county test has nothing to do with him, and he can't do anything.

What he has to do now is to prepare for the township examination, which is not the same as the county examination, and he went to Shendu to study hard for two years, precisely for the township examination in five months, which is an extremely important step in his ambition.

Duan Lizheng picked up the pen again and stared at the book that had not turned the pages.

However, it didn't take long for him to put down his pen and raise his head to stare at the changing light and shadow in the study.

The light through the window became weaker and weaker, and the study became darker and darker, and after the extreme darkness, a plain white light came in again.

It's the middle of the moon.

Outside the house, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Duan Lizheng's heart jumped.

"Young master, young master, the competition is over!"

Duan Lizheng stood up and opened the door.

At the door stood panting and running from the door, sweating profusely.

"Who won?" Duan Lizheng asked, "Hongshan won?" ”

"No," the little guy's face turned red, looking like he was about to run out of breath, "Hong, Hong Gongzi, he lost!" ”

Duan Lizheng stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning and grabbed the shoulders of the little guy.

"Who won? Who won in the end? ”

In the first eight years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xiuning County, Huizhou was the first to test the martial arts.

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