Today, Fu Shaogen got into a big fire and swept all the food on the table. He only looked gloomily at a little boy kneeling in front of him.

The little boy knelt in the middle of the messy cups and plates, and the food and soup all over the floor, stubbornly raised his head to meet Fu Shaogen, and said with a stiff neck: "You are neither my father nor my mother!" You don't care what I do. I'm going to die, that's my business! ”

Fu Shao laughed angrily: "Yes, where did I do your father, I can't be your mother." It's none of my business to you. However, your life is always picked up by me, do you want to settle this account with me before you die? ”

The child snorted, "If it weren't for you, how could our whole family have died?" My life was not saved by you, but by my master! In this way, Master and I don't owe each other, you two still owe our Song family's lives! "The master he said was a dumb uncle.

Jing'er suddenly stepped forward after hearing this, slapped the child with her hand, pointed at the child and scolded while crying: "Did we kill the people of the Song family?" If you don't go to the real enemy and fart here, you should have known that we shouldn't have saved you, saved you and rescued an enemy?! ”

The child was slapped in the face, his little face was flushed with anger, and he was about to turn around and go out when he stood up.

Fu Shaogen sneered and said, "Kneel, kneel." ”

I saw Chen Si at the door smiling and reaching out to gently pinch the child's shoulder, the child suddenly half of his body was sore, and he knelt down again with a plop, and raised his eyes to look at Chen Si, only to feel shocked and afraid.

Fu Shaogen said: "If I remember correctly, your name is Song Zhi, because your father hopes that you will become an upright person." Song Zhi, in your generation, six died, and you survived one. If you die, unless your little uncle who is still on an errand in King He's mansion has another one, your Song family will be extinct. ”

Fu Shaogen knocked on the table, her expression was extremely indifferent, and she said lightly: "It's better to tell you directly, the Song family's difficulties are indeed caused by me, if we don't live in the Song family, your grandmother, father, brothers and sisters, maybe they won't die." Either way, they're all dead now. Although your master has not taught you for a long time, he has been a teacher for one day and a father for life, and he has also lost his life to save you.

The revenge of your whole family, the revenge of your master, you should repay it, and it is ruthless and unrighteous not to repay it!

As for me, if I avenge you, it is affectionate and righteous, and if I don't repay you, there is nothing I can do.

I'll settle an account for you, today you escaped from the house, saying that you want to go to the old monk to learn the arts, and learn kung fu skills for your blood and hatred. Suppose you do find an old monk who happens to have peerless martial arts, and then he is very lucky to be willing to take you as an apprentice. Not to mention that you are already older in learning martial arts now, and your qualifications are average, even if you learn quickly, you will have to learn for more than ten years before you can become a teacher, right? Ten years later, you don't know if your enemy is still in this world...... Even if you are, then you can use the skills you have learned in the past ten years to be sure that you can defeat your powerful enemies alone? I'm afraid that before you even touch the door, you will be crushed into pulp.

Since the Song family will be extinct sooner or later, whether you die now or not, I really don't care. In the Qingming Festival, I went to your master's grave to burn some paper, and said that this son was stubborn and I had no ability to educate. ”

Song Zhi lowered his head and was silent, tears rolled down his invisible little face, he obviously wanted to cry, but he couldn't help but want to make a sad sound, and after a while, he sobbed and hiccuped, and he was about to turn his back on his breath.

Fu Shaogen sighed: "You have two paths now, I let you choose, either from the text, from the text I will send you to the academy to study, please the great Confucianism of the world to teach you, if you can be on the list in the future, standing above the court, it is also the lintel of the glorious Song family." The second is from martial arts, I can help you introduce you to the real martial arts masters, teach you to practice your fists and feet, no matter whether you can take revenge in the future, you have a unique education, you don't have to worry about life, and you can also extend the incense for the Song family.

And no matter how you study literature and martial arts, as long as you study diligently, there will be a day when you can learn, and only your success can make your family truly rest in peace.

As for the Song family's hatred, I have never forgotten it, I said that I would help you avenge it, so I can't let you doubt it. ”

"Can you tell me, then, who my enemy is?" Song Zhidao.

Fu Shao pressed his eyebrows a little tiredly and said, "I'll tell you, but not now." Go back to the house and think about it, and tell me which way you want to go before sunset tomorrow afternoon. ”

Song straightened up and left, and when he walked out of the main hall door, he heard a sentence floating behind him:

"Even though you were only twelve years old, I never treated you as a child."

Song Zhi clenched his fists and left without looking back.

Fu Shao had a headache and circled around the house with his head in his hands.

Jing'er walked behind her and pinched her shoulder and neck for her. comforted: "Ah Geng, you just let him go, anyway, we have done our best." ”

Fu Shaogen said: "I'm just afraid that he won't be able to succeed." ”

Jing'er was silent.

They are just young girls, and no one has a bottom in their hearts, can they take care of a child and grow up safely, can they let him know books and reason, and become a responsible man?

Through Yu Qiming, Fu Shao changed Song Zhi's name to Gu Zhi, and settled in Fenglin as the "three Gu brothers and sisters in Xiangzhou", and only said that his parents died and took his younger brother to study in Fenglin. After all, Fenglin is where the grand imperial city is located, bringing together many Confucians in the world, and there are many students who come to Fenglin to study, which is not abrupt at all.

Another day, Liu Sanchen got up early in the morning to accompany Fu Shaogen and the three of them to go outside the city, there is a Qingyun Mountain in the suburbs of Fenglin, the Mojian Temple in the Qingyun Mountain has been a hundred years of incense flourishing, three generations of abbots are sitting here, the body is not rotten, the first emperor personally decreed that they were gilded for the world to worship.

The first three generations of abbots are less familiar with it, and the current generation is more familiar with it.

Gui Zen master, like to travel around the world, not only once in the Emperor Jun court hall to lecture on the law, but also a guest of Fu Shaogen.

Yu Qiming inquired that Master Guizen had been in the temple for the past few days, and I was afraid that he would have to go out to travel again in a few days.

Fu Shaogen and his party, from the foot of the mountain to pick up the stairs, look up, the mountains and rocks are rugged, the mountain peaks are towering into the clouds, the stairs stretch up and do not see the end, the temple is all in the white clouds and disappear, this is probably the origin of the name of the temple.

At the foot of the mountain, pilgrims gather, when they reach the halfway point of the mountain, the pilgrims are only scattered, there are also several small temples where incense is enshrined on the mountainside, most of the pilgrims stop here, and then go up, there are still some shoulders left to pass by them.

Today is not a festival, and there are many fewer pilgrims who come for the festival. Fu Shao is only a tour of the mountains and rivers, grinding his mind, step by step on the ladder to climb up, Jing'er has been used to climbing mountains since she was a child, and she doesn't feel hard at all, Liu San and Chen Si are completely inappropriate. Only Gu Zhi was already sweating profusely and his eyes were dazzled, but this little boy was very ambitious, gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, and even refused to fall behind half a step behind, and Liu San and Chen Si behind him also nodded secretly when they looked at it.

From the morning to noon, the sun is shining, and there is no pilgrim around, and even those who sit on their shoulders are afraid that the weather is hot and stuffy, and many of them have gone home.

After eating some dry food and drinking some water, Fu Shaogen and others sat in a gazebo on the side of the road to rest. But I saw a double shoulder driver slowly coming up not far away, and the four footmen who raised the shoulders were already tired and panting like cattle, and sweat was dripping like an infusion. The two beautiful maids who followed the shoulder were even more pale, and when they saw a gazebo not far away, they hurriedly whispered to the people in the shoulder and led them to the pavilion.