Chapter Seventy-Four: Trouble Comes to the Door

"There are six arts, archery, imperial arts, swordsmanship, elixir, number of arts, literature and history, the six arts are complete, can go all over the world, do no taboo, archery is the first weapon for the battlefield to kill, the imperial art is the method of riding the car, master the imperial art, travel thousands of miles a day, whether on the battlefield, or under the battlefield, will not be able to do the arts, it is difficult to move an inch, swordsmanship is the way of fighting, the so-called no sword is not a warrior, a samurai, master a weapon that can kill the enemy in close proximity to defend himself, is the most basic requirement, of course, here, swordsmanship is only a general reference, and almost everyone has practice, some people practice Qimen weapons, also in this list......”

On the podium of the large classroom of the Guoshu Museum, a hall master is foaming at the podium to explain today's lesson, the podium is in the middle of the classroom, and around the podium, there are rows of seats, and the large classroom of the entire Guoshu Museum is like a huge concert stage, which can easily accommodate thousands of people.

The hall master of this Guoshu Pavilion is an old man wearing a cyan cloth robe, and Yan Liqiang is no stranger to this old man, because this old man is the shopkeeper of Fu Yuanxiang, the largest pharmacy on Sanyuan Street, and in the past two months, Yan Liqiang has seen this old man on Sanyuan Street more than once.

Many of the curators in the Guoshu Pavilion, many of them have other livelihoods and occupations in addition to the identity of this curator, such as that Song Tianhao, although the salary of the curator is not low, enough for ordinary people to live, but many people, especially those who have the ability, will naturally not be satisfied with the life of ordinary people, people need money everywhere to live in the world, food, clothing, housing and pedestrians, people and people, wine, wealth, buy a house, where to buy a house, where to use money, and more money to cultivate, the curators are not immortals who do not eat fireworks in the world, they also have to live, and there are other ways to make a living and make money, which is also very normal。

Even Shi Changfeng, who is so dashing, is also working part-time as the private teacher of the children of several large families in Pingxi City outside the Guoshu Museum, not to mention others.

Yan Liqiang sat at the back of the classroom, there was no one around, next to the window of the classroom, Yan Liqiang's half of his mind was on the podium, listening to the lecture of the librarian, and the other half of his mind was floating outside the window.

At this moment, the snow is already falling outside the window!

This is the first snow that Yan Liqiang has come to this world, and when he got up this morning, he saw that the entire Wansong Mountain was snow-white, and a thick layer of snow had accumulated in the yard where he rented.

Unconsciously, it has been more than two months since I came to the Guoshu Pavilion, compared to a month ago, every time I gave a lecture, all the freshmen were full, since last month, the freshmen began to choose courses, and their learning and cultivation are more targeted, no longer all the courses, all of them will come in one go, for example, in today's class, many freshmen who already have experience in this area or know what the Pavilion Master wants to talk about, did not come, in the entire classroom, there are only more than 500 people seated, among these more than 500 people, there are still a few faces, are students who have entered the Guoshu Hall before。

"How about we go to the guest house at noon today to eat mutton, this weather, a mutton soup pot is just right, I'll treat you......" Shi Dafeng, who was wearing a silver gorgeous fox fur bedding gown, sat next to Yan Liqiang, talking to Yan Liqiang in a low voice, and his mind was not completely in class.

"I'm going to the Overseer's Mansion this afternoon......" Yan replied in a whisper.

"Ah, I almost forgot ......" Shi Dafeng patted his head, then glanced at Yan Liqiang with envious eyes, stretched out a hand and poked Yan Liqiang's armpit, salivating his face, "Remember that next time, if the Overseer recruits another soldier, help me introduce it, I'm not bad......"

"I haven't seen the Overseer in a month, and you think I'm a little who can talk in front of the Overseer?"

"Anyway, it's better than nothing you say......"

"Listen to the class, listen to the ......class" Yan Liqiang smiled, stopped talking when he saw it, and listened attentively to the class.

In the past two months, he has often been with Shi Dafeng, he goes to the Overseer's Mansion every seven days, he was recruited by the Overseer as a personal soldier, he did not hide Shi Dafeng, Shi Dafeng already knew the cause and effect, and Shi Dafeng was envious or envious of Yan Liqiang's experience. It was also in these two months that Yan Liqiang's daily life was simple and fulfilling, and he basically lived a two-point and one-line life between the Guoshu Pavilion and the rented courtyard every day.

When practicing the Yijin Washing Pulp Sutra this morning, Yan Liqiang felt that the joints and joints of his whole body began to heat up, and the tendons and veins in his body felt numb like overelectricity.

“...... What we are going to talk about in today's class is a simple way to save yourself from the six arts of Chinese medicine, when you are wounded by a sword in the wild, the wound does not stop bleeding, and you have no corresponding medicine on your body, even if you have money, but you can't buy our Fu Yuanxiang's hemostatic pill, what should you do!"

Hearing that the old man had not forgotten to advertise his pharmacy at this time, there was a burst of good-natured laughter among the students who were listening to the class.

As the old man on the stage spoke, he picked up a pot of plants on the ground, put it on the podium, and explained it to everyone. First of all, we should remember this grass, this kind of grass can be seen in many places in the wild, it is called black leek, and some places are called black bamboo, black fern, rock cypress, cocktail grass, its name has various names, but its appearance is unchanged, this grass is generally about a foot high, the rhizome is short and horizontal, the leaves have reddish-brown fine scales, often growing together in clusters, the petiole is a bit like rice stalk, this kind of thing grows in tidal places, such as the stream, in the grass, or in the crevices of the rocks, generally at the foot of the mountain is more, if you are injured, see this black leek grass, you can pick this black leek grass, take the part above the rhizome, put it in your mouth and chew it, apply it to the wound, bandage it with a cloth, it can stop bleeding instantly, it has a miraculous effect on all traumatic bleeding, many gold sore drugs and hemostatic drugs, all use it as the main raw material......"

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There was a lot of time in this class, almost more than an hour, and after the curator finished talking about several herbs, after the class, many people rushed to observe the herbs on the podium.

Yan Liqiang and Shi Dafeng also surrounded them, and after remembering the appearance of those herbs, they also left the classroom, although the content of today's lesson is not deep, but it is also very useful.

When I walked out of the classroom, the mountains and forests outside the classroom were snow-white, and the snow was still falling.

"Liqiang, where are you going now?"

"I'm going back to the courtyard, I'm going to be a groom soon!" replied Yan Liqiang

"Then let's go back together, it's too cold today, I don't want to toss, otherwise I'll sweat, it's uncomfortable, Shen Teng, that guy, I don't know where to open a small stove today, he is holding back his strength to catch up with you......"

Yan Liqiang smiled and shook his head, last month Shen Teng took the initiative to ask him to fight, he and Shen Teng fought again in a ring in the Guoshu Pavilion, the second fight after a few months, Shen Teng was very prepared, the whole person made great progress, and his body was more flexible and changeable, but he was still defeated by Yan Liqiang and was defeated again by Yan Liqiang in the ring, and since then, Yan Liqiang has not seen Shen Teng for several days.

I heard that the Shen family has a mansion in Pingxi City, so Shen Teng did not live near Sanyuan Street, but lived in the Shen family's mansion, and he could only see him occasionally, and he was not as close as Yan Liqiang and Shi Dafeng on weekdays.

As the two of them spoke, they were about to walk down the mountain, but before they could take a few steps, Yan Liqiang saw seven people in the pavilion not far away, one of them pointed to his side, and then the seven people walked out of the pavilion together and walked towards him.

These seven people are all fresh faces to Yan Liqiang, but they are all a little older, all of them are at least eighteen or nineteen years old, and they seem to be old students of the National Art Museum.

The mountain road in the Guoshu Pavilion was not wide, but it could also allow four or five people to walk side by side without affecting each other, but when those seven people came over, they directly blocked the left and right sides of the road in front of Yan Liqiang and them, and those people walked all the way, their eyes kept staring at Yan Liqiang's face, looking aggressive.

Based on his feelings, Yan Liqiang knew that these people were coming at him, and they didn't come with good intentions.

"Be careful......" Shi Dafeng next to him gently reminded, and still walked towards those people with Yan Liqiang.

The two sides stopped at a sudden point two meters apart.

"Trouble let me ......," Yan Liqiang said calmly.

"You are Yan Liqiang?" a young man of about twenty years old standing in the middle of the seven people sneered, and then looked at Yan Liqiang from head to toe with critical and contemptuous eyes, "Sure enough, it's the same as rumored, it's very arrogant!"

"People who come out of this small place have never seen much of the world, and they probably think that they can mix up in the Pingxi County Guoshu Museum, and finally be able to advance to the samurai, and after returning to the countryside, they can show off their power in front of a hillbilly neighborhood, and then mix a small public office in the yamen, which is to go to the pinnacle of life!" another young man next to him said coldly, and then the other people laughed.

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