At night, in the small village of Sanhekou, Ouyang Jianxing's generation of sword saints actually followed a few aunts to learn a few small dishes and filled the family table.

The three have been in Changzhou for more than a month, and before they know it, it is also the eve of Chinese New Year's Eve. Because Yu Zizhou intended to accompany the 'lonely old man' Huang Zhong to spend Chinese New Year's Eve, this farewell meal was advanced to tonight.

"Tomorrow, Elder Jian will take me to the Chu State. ”

Ding Zhe puffed up a piece of meat in his mouth, and said vaguely, although he tried his best to pretend to be casual, as long as he was a person, he could see that this kid was not in a good mood.

Yu Zizhou nodded slightly, due to Ding Zhe's clumsy acting skills, no one spoke at the dinner table for a long time, only the gentle sound of dishes and chopsticks. I cooked a lot of rice today and had a lot of dishes. I have to say that Jian Lao is really a genius, even the first time he cooks food, it can be so delicious, if he can, Yu Zizhou still wants to eat a few meals like this.

However, this is probably only delusional.

"Aren't you going to see the dean?"

"I don't talk to him, I don't want to see him. ”

"Hey, Mr. Big is very old, and he has recently been sick again......"

"What kind of disease, is it big or small, slow or urgent?"

"Hehe, that's just a lie. ”

......

Yu Zizhou looked at the expression of the Oriental Sword Saint blowing his beard and glaring, and couldn't help laughing, as if he remembered something, he took out two books from his arms and handed them to Ding Zhe.

""Liutao", "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra"? Hey, I know this Liutao, it is one of the works of the soldiers, but this Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra is not a book of cultivation read by those Taoist priests who are obsessed with ghosts!"

"This Yin Fu Sutra is not a book of cultivation, but it is too obscure to understand, so that people can misunderstand. This volume is only the next part, and it is actually about the art of war, with the teacher's own annotations, you will know when you read it. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou, I'm afraid I can't understand it, right?"

"I don't think I can understand what you can't understand, you should also not understand, otherwise my book is not in vain? The teacher said that books like "The Art of War" and "The Art of War" are all proficient in ordinary generals, and a little understanding is enough. "Liutao" is more subtle, even if ordinary people understand it, they don't have enough wisdom to use it, so it can barely appear on the teacher's bookshelf. As for this "Yellow Emperor Yin Fu Sutra", it is something that the teacher often holds in his hands, and its upper volume of the Heavenly Dao Chapter is the only book he has not yet understood. ”

"Okay, okay, don't you really think that fighting a war can be learned by reading a book? Although I have never been on the battlefield, I have participated in many missions with my father. I am convinced that there is no such thing as the best art of war, only the most suitable one. Sometimes, even the most inferior art of war can lead to the greatest victory. ”

“...... What you just said is exactly the same as what the teacher said to me today. It seems that you are not only born with divine powers, hehe, I want to impress you?"

"Haha, it's good to know. ”

Ding Zhe was also deeply moved by his words, and kept being proud.

Yu Zizhou shook his head with a smile, ignored him anymore, and continued to persuade Ouyang Jianxing: "Old Jian, are you really not going to go to the academy? Actually, it was the teacher who asked me to invite you to go. Although the dean is still in good health, he often has a look of amazement. The teacher said, after Mr. 2 and Mr. 3 passed away, Mr. Big will have no one to talk to, and I am afraid that in this world, there is only one relative left in his old man's family. ”

"Those two old stubborns have ......"

"One before and one after, but that's just this year. ”

"Hey, I'm afraid that if I go, I still can't say three sentences, and I will quarrel ......"

"Then let's have a good quarrel with him. ”

......

"Well, I'll go with you tomorrow. ”

Hearing this, Yu Zizhou smiled again. The teacher opposes the dean at every turn, but he is the only person who knows the dean. once scolded Confucianism for being pedantic, Ouyang Dongfeng was pedantic, but he didn't know that if this person was corrupted to the extreme, rotten to the bones, he would exude a faint special fragrance. Just like the aged dried meat and salted fish bean curd, it always makes people linger and forget to return.

The next day, because of Yu Zizhou's first morning class, the three of them rushed to Longcheng Academy in the heavy snow before dawn. The heavy snowfall on Chinese New Year's Eve was a good sign, but it really hurt these college students who were rushing to the road.

"Senior Brother Zizhou, you're here!"

Before the three of them approached, Su Qi's voice came from afar, as if he was afraid that others would not know that Yu Zizhou was his senior brother.

Ouyang Jianxing and Ding Zhe looked at Yu Zizhou in the middle strangely, and quietly gave a thumbs up, how long have they been in school, and they already have such a big junior brother.

The corners of Yu Zizhou's mouth twitched slightly, this was the time for a large number of students to enter the door, and Su Qi's call suddenly attracted a burst of sideways glances. Most of the students are still children's temperament, and when they see a fourteen or fifteen-year-old scholar call a ten-year-old child 'senior brother', they are all amazed, and some people laugh directly, and there is no lack of teasing of Na Suqi in their eyes.

"Hey, Senior Brother Su Qi, I said that you just need to do this in front of the teacher. Yu Zizhou walked quickly to Su Qi's side, for fear that he would shout loudly again.

"How can it be? Su Qi finally got the teacher's approval, if Yang Fengyin was known by the teacher, wouldn't he have lost all his previous efforts! Senior Brother Zizhou must not have any more mustards, what the teacher said is, why should you be bound by the clichés of those Lao Shizi?" Su Qi entered Huang Zhongze's door yesterday, but he was so excited, he didn't sleep much all night and was still so energetic.

"That's it... I can't stop you now. I just hope that if you treat me as a senior brother, then keep a low profile, senior brother, I don't want to be noticeable. Yu Zizhou shook his head and still gave up treatment.

"That's fine!" said Sukie.

"There's one more thing to trouble Shi...... Brother, take this senior to meet Mr. Big, he is my relative and a good friend of Mr. Big. Yu Zizhou called out to his junior brother with a clear conscience, but it made Su Qi smile even more happily, and immediately respectfully led Ouyang Jianxing to the dean's side.

And it was time for him and Ding Zhe to part ways.

"I don't know how many years it will take to see each other again. "Parting is imminent, Yu Zizhou can't help but be a little lonely.

"No matter how many years it takes, as long as you survive, there will always be a time to meet. Ding Zhe, on the other hand, was going to fight far away, but he gave birth to a strong fighting spirit.

"Hehe, I hope you survive. ”

"You too, don't be killed by that evil sword. ”

"Since they are all people who risk death, I can only give you a sentence, which is precious. ”

"There will be a period later. ”