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Hong Yi also smiled and said, "It's just a pity that no more people have seen such a good book." ”

Wang Dao smiled, didn't delve into the question, and changed the topic: "Hong Yi, do you want to learn the boxing techniques in this martial arts?" ”

"Yes, although our Daqian Dynasty is a civilian official to control the government, but to be knighted, you still need military exploits, my father is Wu Wenhou, when he was young, he was able to pull a nine-stone strong bow, Rong Ma Bingge, and made great military exploits, and then abandoned martial arts, the title of the gold list, high school flowers, and finally was given the title to become the Marquis of Wu Wen, I also want to learn from my father, learn some martial arts, and then take the Jinshi examination, and find an opportunity to enter the army in the future.

When Hong Yi said this, he couldn't help but be a little excited when he held the "Martial Arts" in his hand, showing his inner unpeace, when he said these words, he thought a lot, thought of the suffering suffered by his low status in the mansion of Marquis Wuwen, and thought that he was the son of Marquis Wuwen only because of his mother's humble status and died, but he couldn't even learn the family martial arts, and he had to be bullied by that maid......

He wants to practice martial arts, but he has no capital, his father Hong Xuanji doesn't like him very much, and his titular mother, Mrs. Zhao, ignores him even more, how can he be willing to be ordinary.

"Wu Wenhou, Hong Xuanji? Hong Yi, you are from such a wealthy family, but you are dressed shabby, tight clothes and food, obviously you are the son of the Hou Mansion, but you have no power to tie the chicken, and you have to borrow and read everywhere even to read, this ......" Wang Daoyi's face was full of disbelief and doubt.

Hong Yi had some respect for Wang Daoyi in his heart, and he didn't want Wang Daoyi to misunderstand him. sighed lightly at the moment, explaining his origin, his mother's identity and the reason for his early death.

He told the story of his mother's death when he was seven years old. Before her mother married Wuwen Hou Hong Xuanji, she was a famous talented woman in Yujing City, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, proficient in everything, she can be said to be a talented woman, but she is the 'cheap' of Qinglou, even if she marries into a wealthy family, her status is very low. It can only be a concubine.

Hong Yi is the son of a concubine, and he is not eligible to inherit the title and family property, but even so. As Hong Xuanji's son, even if he is a concubine, he should also have the treatment he should have, studying. Martial arts. These families should have everything they should have, but everything is because of Hong Xuanji's wife, Mrs. Zhao!

When Hong Yi was just sensible when he was seven years old, in the Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing banquet, because his mother responded to a word, he was reprimanded by Mrs. Zhao in public, "behaving frivolously, not abiding by women's morals, and not changing the habits of the Qinglou", which caused his mother's angry blood to stagnate, vomited blood and injured his body, and soon fell ill.

After that, Hong Yi's status in Hongfu also plummeted. The treatment is not as good as an illegitimate child, if it weren't for Hong Yi's nurturing by his mother since he was a child. has a smart and resolute personality, and he can't live now.

Syllable!! slapped the desk hard, Wang Daoyi slapped the table angrily and said angrily: "It's not like words, it's really not like words, then what Mrs. Zhao is really not a son, no matter how you say it, you are also the son of Hongfu, the son of the Marquis of Wuwen, you don't even let people learn martial arts, and it is so difficult to study, where is it like to be a lady...... Even so, if you may not be happy about Hong Yi, your father Wu Wen Hou Hong Xuanji has also lost his father's love, after so many years, if he pays a little attention to you, it will not be like you now. ”

Hong Yi lowered his head and shook his head when he heard this, it was a matter related to his father Hong Xuanji, in this Great Qianjun Dynasty, where etiquette and religion were strict, Hong Yi could not say much.

Wang Dao said this, knowing that things can only go to this point, he and Hong Yi have only known each other for the first time now, no matter how Hong Xuanji and Zhao Fu are not things, they can't be too much, this is not the kind of modern society in modern society where 'Lao Tzu sues his son for unfilial piety or his son beats Lao Tzu and scolds him for being an old bastard', 'Xiao San Yong Dou Yuan matches', 'Xiao San takes his son to rob the family property'.

"Stop! No matter how you say it, this is also your Hong family's housework, but I, an outsider, can't say anything more, but! Hong Yi, I'll send you a poem! This poem is a warning that I have seen in an anonymous scroll, and I am forwarding it to you today to talk to myself. ”

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold!"

"Hong Yi, a temporary ordeal will only make you more tenacious, as long as you work hard, he will become a great weapon one day."

Wang Dao patted Hong Yi's shoulder with a slight weight, stomped his steps, step by step, and looked at Hong Yi's eyes step by step, and read out the most well-known poem in the source of the "Diligence of the Warning World".

The last time I did a copy of the text, I was always embarrassed, Wang Daoyi always felt that there was a ** copy of this kind of thing, when he was a mortal, he felt that it was disgraceful, and now he has returned to the identity of a mortal, but his compulsion is still there, if he returns to the infinite supergod space in the future, let people know that he has been a deceitful guy in the world of the Yang God, it will be too embarrassing.

So soon after, he confessed that the poem with red sleeves and incense was seen by accidentally reading the ancient texts, and it was not his masterpiece, and today he learned to be obedient, borrowed the verses of the ancients again, and said in advance, this is what I saw in the nameless ancient scrolls.

"The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold?! Good poems, good poems, smell this poem when you float a big white thing!! When Hong Yi heard this good sentence, his shoulders shook excitedly, and he couldn't wait to have a drink with Wang Dao.

"This poem is very much in line with me, it is very much in line with me, no, it is a verse that all readers in the world should rejoice, but, Brother Dao, how is this what you see from the 'Nameless Ancient Scroll'? Really?! ”

Hong Yi had an expression of 'I don't read much, don't lie to me, is it you who did it, you don't admit it', Wang Dao looked a little congested, hey, how good it is to establish my glorious and noble image in Hong Yi's heart, just for a little bit of self-compulsion, I gave up the opportunity to pretend to be so forced, my heart aches~~~~!

"Of course, you see that I can't be a few years older than you, how can I make such virtuous verses that only our predecessors can make. Okay, let's change the topic, well, I don't object to you learning martial arts, it's just that you can't learn the boxing skills of this martial arts. ”

"Why ?!!" Hong Yi was a little reluctant to change the topic, but when he heard Wang Daoyi's opposition to his learning of the boxing skills of the "Martial Classics", he couldn't help but ask.

"Humph! Because this "Martial Scripture" will harm you! The good things done by the Daqian royal family, whether it is the "Tao Sutra" or the "Martial Arts" There are many mistakes and omissions, and there are many things hidden in key places, ordinary people don't know the taboo to practice the Taoist or martial arts inside, you have to go crazy, and if you don't die, you have to be crippled, you look at this! Wang Dao sneered, took out a manuscript from his arms, handed it to Hong Yi, and then moved the "Tao Sutra" to Hong Yi, quickly turned the page, and turned to the length of a cultivation method called "Pagoda Visualization Shell Method". (To be continued......)