"The guitar, this is an ancient musician, well, that is, the musician who made this instrument, and felt that this instrument can give people happiness, so it is called a guitar, which means that it can bring happiness to others, bring good luck." While explaining, Ben Gongzi deeply comprehended it, and suddenly found that his explanation was not only rich in philosophy, but also complemented its efficacy.

Well, my apt explanation finally solved all the doubts on Sister Qingxia's face, this Sister Qingxia, who left reading poetry and books and was definitely a top student studying abroad in the next generation, muttered with admiration: "Let others be happy and bring good luck, it is called a guitar, it is really a good name, this old musician who made a guitar must be a philosopher." ”

Hearing such a compliment, my son's eyes were bent into two thin slits with a smile, and his mouth was almost closed, well, no one has praised me as a philosopher so sincerely, it seems that she is worthy of being a beautiful girl and a young woman who has read poetry and books, and she is so philosophical when she says praise.

"Childe, why are you smiling like this?" After Sister Qingxia sighed, she saw the happy appearance of this son, and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"No, nothing, this son is happy for the musician who made the guitar, if he can hear your praise, he will definitely be able to smile under Jiuquan? Well, I'm going to be happy to come back to life, and I'll live a few dozen hundred years longer. "Khan, this son can't wait to smoke his ear, I've seen two, I've never seen such two, I actually cursed myself uh fart.

"Childe, what you said is really strange......" Sister Qingxia looked at me strangely, and did not continue to ask after all.

Six skilled old carpenters, plus there are prototype musical instruments there for comparison, and more importantly, the raw materials Ben Gongzi asked people to collect yesterday, using the top shell of the pipa, but the gourd shape is shaved, of course, it is at least twice as large as the speaker surface of the pipa.

Then, Ben Gongzi began to practice calligraphy, practice arithmetic, practice riding, practice archery, what made me feel tragic is that although Ben Gongzi's archery skills have been practiced hard for a year, they can be regarded as excellent, but from the archer, it is really too far away, compared to my stunt that is suitable for my father Sun Sheng's stunt of killing two birds with one stone, it must be that the gap has directly widened to the distance between Latin America and Asia.

It's a pity, another arrow, still only hit the target, but not in the heart of the heart, tragedy, Ben Gongzi while re-winding, while taking a deep breath, imagining that he is the Yang Yu Ji possessed, flying general upper body, is crooked at the moment, behind the sound of the sister's call, frightened Ben Gongzi's hand trembling, feather arrow like a meteor flew out, extremely accurate in the center of the heart.

Relying on Ben Gongzi looking at the trembling arrow target dumbfounded, the waves in his heart rolled, could it be said that Ben Gongzi belongs to the kind of place that is not shocked, uh, is that after being frightened, he can be an epic shooter who can unite his palms and people and arrows in an instant?

"Brother, what are you doing?" After my sister ran to the front, I saw that my son was there to face the good bow in his hand, and he was speechless, and his eyes fell on Sister Qingxia next to her, and Sister Qingxia had a very confused expression.

"Shhh, don't make trouble, wait for your brother to think about it, what do you think of that arrow for your brother?" Ben Gongzi took a deep breath and shot another arrow, damn, it was at least three fingers wide from the heart.

"How did you shoot just now, brother, it can't be a coincidence, right?" After my sister looked at it curiously, she rolled her eyes helplessly and muttered.

"Nonsense, if you don't happen to be able to shoot so accurately, it's definitely not your brother and me." Ben Gongzi glared at his sister stupidly, and began to ponder, the first time Ben Gongzi used a magic arrow, it seemed to be in the Tang State Mansion, I remember that at that time, the feather arrow that Li Yaoguang shot into the bull's-eye before was split in half.

Well, perhaps, it is the style of the heroic and sassy son that makes Li Yaoguang, a beautiful girl, deeply attracted to me, and in the end, she will be willing to change the course of history and marry me, an excellent traverser who is famous in the Eastern Capital.

The second time, I shot the tiger's eye, and the third time, I forgot about it...... Khan, anyway, I can't remember if it's the third or fourth time this time. But every time such a divine shot, it is a natural reaction to be startled by someone or a tiger or something under the surprise.

It's a pity that there is no master who is proficient in this archery to guide me, and this son doesn't want to practice, but when the time comes, I will strive to be able to compete with Chai Shao for the first move, and strive to win this game.

"I said sister, why did you get here?" Ben Gongzi, who had finally finished thinking about the matter, raised his head and said very seriously to his sister.

"Brother Fang Shimin is here, bringing Sister Yaoguang's letter, and I hope you will practice well, and when the time comes, you must win." As she spoke, my sister took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to me

Seeing the envelope, through the back of the paper, but with a feminine elegant handwriting, Ben Gongzi's face couldn't help but smile, and after taking it, Ben Gongzi asked the girl very uncertainly. "Haven't you opened it?"

"Of course it wasn't opened, anyway, the envelope wasn't sealed, do you need to open it?" The younger sister nodded solemnly at first, turned the corners of her mouth up, and showed a little fox-like smile, damn

This son glared at the little girl viciously, handed the bow in his hand to Sister Qingxia, walked to the side and opened the envelope. Inside, there are only a few crosses, and after a simple greeting, it is to tell me, let me cheer up, I hope to be able to see this son standing in the arena four days later, win the crown, and then marry her, the beautiful and generous future princess of the Tang Dynasty.

Reading carefully, while reading, Li Yaoguang, who was sitting in front of the desk and writing this letter with a pen in his mind, seemed to be happy and angry, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be full of strong affection.

After reading it, I felt as if someone had thrown a red-hot stone into my heart, so hot that I was almost out of breath.

"Brother, why are you so happy, it seems that Sister Yaoguang's encouragement to you is very effective." My sister came over reverently, and couldn't help laughing out loud after seeing my son's expression clearly.

Lifting his finger and flicking her forehead gently. "Little girl, what's the matter, be careful for a while and tell your mother, it's strange to see that your mother doesn't clean you up, and you dare to peek at your brother's letter."

"It hurts, really, bad brother, don't you practice archery?" My sister pursed her lips and covered her forehead.

"Your sister Yaoguang has come to the letter, if this son doesn't reply, won't he disappoint a piece of the beauty's heart? Little girl, if you want to peek, hurry up, I'll write it for my brother in a while, and you peek again, be careful I'll clean you up. Ben Gongzi strode towards the martial arts training ground. Behind him, there was the girl's annoyed and angry voice, as well as Sister Qingxia's chuckle.

returned to the study, with the help of Li Yuanfang and Sister Qingxia, he took off the Mingguang armor on his body and hung it on the armor hanger, and moved his body, well, no way, Ben Gongzi's physique was too weak in the past, and now in order to ensure that he can attack under the condition of protecting himself on the battlefield in the future, So, when Ben Gongzi practices archery every day, he will wear the heavy Mingguang armor.

In this way, when I really got on the battlefield, I wouldn't let the Mingguang armor become a burden on my body, at the beginning, my son put on the armor for more than an hour, and I began to feel breathless, my body was heavy, either standing or sitting, and the most desperate thing was to be able to lie down, but, after a long time of practice and perseverance.

And then in this Gongzi sees the light armor as nothing, and can shoot nearly twenty arrows in a row wearing heavy armor, which is definitely a very bullish number, well, of course, it also has something to do with Ben Gongzi's bow, our bow is also a two-stone bow, and the range is about 100 steps.

moved her somewhat sore arm and sat down in front of the desk, and Sister Qingxia had already obediently poured water into the inkstone and began to grind the ink. My sister sat next to me, looking forward to it. "Brother, what do you want to write?

"Write a poem." I thought about it and made a decision. Picked up the wolf pen soaked in ink, looked at the well-made rice paper, pondered for a long time, and then put pen to paper on that paper.

My sister looked at the words that were gradually becoming visible in my pen, and read slowly:

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge

If the two love for a long time, how can they ...... in the morning and twilight?"

staring at the rice paper, the girl looked envious and jealous, and Sister Qingxia also had her eyes shining, both envious and hateful. Well, I was terrified when I saw it, for fear that these two girls would have any nerves. "I said, what are you doing? Isn't it just a poem? ”

"No, brother, I have to write one for me, I'm your sister, but you've never written anything for me." The younger sister said indignantly, and when she heard this, her son couldn't help but glare at her. "Don't talk nonsense, I can't find many of the works I wrote for my brother in the past, who else do you say besides you?

Hearing this, the sister couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, and then she smiled flatteringly: "That's the little sister for your brother's collection, but brother, I'm your own sister, you have to write something for me, right?" ”

"Okay, but you send the letter to you Sister Yaoguang for me first, and when you come back, you can let me write anything." Ben Gongzi knows very well that if you hit a stick, you have to throw a sweet date, otherwise, a cunning person like my sister will definitely think of a way to make another profit from me.

"Okay, then I'll deliver a letter to you." My sister happily picked up the rice paper and stuffed it into the envelope, turned around and walked outside.

And Sister Qingxia was still looking at me in a daze. "Sister Qingxia, what's wrong with you?" I couldn't help but ask with some curiosity.