Yi Saburo smeared half of the poem "Jin Se", then tore off the smeared part, tore it up, threw it into the waste paper basket next to the bookcase, took out a regular script work called "The Preface to the Meeting" from the bookcase, hung it up, and copied it.

Gradually wrote to a third of the way, "It is the day, the sky is clear and peaceful, there are geese flying in the sky, there are koi playing in the water, there are good friends and even dancing swords in the air......"

Yi Saburo stopped writing, let the ink drip down, exhaled, stretched out his left hand, and looked at the palm carefully, thin and fair, with delicate skin. The boy is weak, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, and it is impossible to be free and chic......

He threw away his pen and turned around and went to the house where the books were stored.

Mo Liu slowly walked into the side hall, and looked down at the "Preface to the Harvest Meeting" written on the bookcase. After a long time, he stepped forward to put away the paper written by Yi Saburo, wrapped it into a roll with a silk thread, inserted it into a porcelain bucket, and turned around and walked slowly in the direction of the library.

In the library, the world map "Huanyu Xingsheng Tuluo", which is more than a foot long and wide, was made into a folding screen, Yi Saburo reached out and pulled the screen open, glanced at it casually, and pushed it back to a semi-folded state. I went to the other side and glanced at another screen, this one is also more than a zhang long and wide, it was originally stretched, and the top was written "Zhuxia Yu Tu", dozens of countries were marked on the map, of which the five most extensive territories were "Zhongxia", "Jiang Xia", "Jingxia", "Huan Xia", "Qi Xia", and the territory of the remaining dozens of countries was much smaller, scattered on the map.

Although I have seen it many times, Yi Saburo still can't help but praise "so magnificent" and "so courageous" when he looks at it again at this time! It's really ...... These dozens of countries are all the system of the Great Xia civilization, with a population of billions of miles, the same script, the same language, and similar etiquette. This is a huge civilization system!

After strolling around the library for a while, Yi Saburo found a set of "A Brief History of Great Xia", looked at the bookcase, scratched his head, there are too many, although it is written "A Brief History", but these dozen or so bookcases, to say the least, there must be seventy or eighty volumes!

Yi Saburo only felt that his scalp was numb, gritted his teeth and climbed the ladder to get the book, trying to pick up the number one bookcase, but he was able to pick it up, but it was a little heavier, and after thinking about it, he took out the first volume and went down the ladder. Let's read it book by volume......

......

On January 20, 4,7003 in the summer year, it was still the early spring season, and it was a rare light snow on this day.

Yi Saburo got up early in the morning, Qinghe and several other children - orphans who signed a long deed and children who hired servants at home rushed to the school, Yi Saburo wore thick cotton clothes, fur coats, and sleeves to watch Qinghe climb into the carriage in the house, and turned his head to look at the little girl who was secretly yawning beside him, the little girl looked like she was eleven or twelve years old, and her clothes were like a ball.

"Qinghu, how many clothes are you wearing? So afraid of the cold? Anyway, why don't you go to school? ”

The typical way Yi Saburo asks questions, he can't wait to ask four or five questions in one go.

The little girl named Qinghu was taken in by the Hou Mansion in the same year as Qinghe, and her temperament was a little wild, and she rarely followed Yi Saburo's side, after Yi Saburo woke up from autism, Liu Quan specially arranged to take care of Yi Saburo, hoping that her lively side could infect Yi Saburo.

"San Lang, I'm really cold!" Trembling as he spoke, the clumsy Qinghu who was clumsy under the two cotton clothes put down his hand that covered his mouth and yawned.

"I don't want to study, it's too painful to study, I don't want to study anymore after I get school, I want to learn martial arts, next year I will be old enough, and then I will go to learn martial arts......"

When Yi Saburo heard this, he turned to look at Qinghu and said, "Actually, I also want to learn martial arts, and I still have to wait four years before I can learn to practice martial arts......"

"You know what? If you don't study, you can't learn martial arts. ”

"Huh? Says who? Didn't Shi Da study much, his martial arts are very powerful! ”

Yi Saburo turned around and walked towards the side hall, the "A Brief History of Great Xia" that he read in the side hall last night, and he will continue to read it at this time. Answering Qinghu in his mouth:

"Each faction of martial arts has its own guiding ideology, if you don't study well, you don't even understand martial arts thoughts, how can you comprehend the true meaning of martial arts. Besides, if you get a martial arts classic, if you can't read it, how can you practice? Do you want someone to teach you temporarily? ”

As for Shi Shoucheng, the "petrified gold and jade" he practiced belongs to horizontal kung fu, but he doesn't need to comprehend the true meaning, but your daughter's family, do you want to practice a solid and tough muscle like him? When the time comes, I am afraid that it will be difficult to marry! ”

"Ahh This, this ......"

I don't know if it's cold, or if I'm scared by the muscular image described by Yi Saburo, Qinghu shivered twice in a row, and then thought of getting married, and blushed with shame.

"So, let's go to the academy with me next month, while studying, while learning the basics of martial arts, and only after laying a good foundation can I learn martial arts......"

Yi Saburo pursed his lips and snickered, walked into the side hall first, picked up the "A Brief History of Great Xia" on the bookcase, and sat crookedly on the soft floor to read it.

After a few breaths, he still didn't hear Qinghu reply, so he looked up, and saw the little girl standing at the door with a frown, so he asked:

"What's wrong? You're not happy to let me go to the academy with me? ”

Qinghu looked at San Lang, lowered his head and whispered: "I'm not as well-behaved and sensible as Qinghe, and I don't like to study, and my hands and feet are stupid...... I'm afraid that Changshi won't let me follow Saburo to the school......"

The little girl snorted, and she felt a little inferior.

Yi Saburo looked at the little girl and figured out a little meaning, but he didn't have any idea, the difficulties of life will carve people into all kinds of things. After all, she is still a child, and it may be better to guide her with her, than to ignore her and let her grow into a scheming monster. pondering in his heart, he said again:

"Little girl, I have a lot of eyes, I think about those who don't have it! Let me ask you, since you want to learn martial arts, I also told you that you have to study to learn martial arts, at least you have to finish the school, are you willing to go to the school with me? Well, just next month. ”

Qinghu swallowed his saliva and said with some surprise:

"I do...... Long history over there......"

"I'll tell him uncle. It's a little cold in this room, you go get someone to get a stove......"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Liu came in with a stove, Qinghu, who had just turned around to go out, hurriedly stood sideways, Mo Liu put the stove in front of San Lang's soft collapse, and added two pieces of charcoal.

Yi Saburo looked at Qinghu standing aside and was a little at a loss, and said with a smile: "Qinghu, go to the kitchen and get some refreshments." ”

The wrapped ball-like Qinghu raised his hand and saluted, "Only." ”

Turned around and walked out awkwardly.

......

The school of Yongxingfang, in the center of the workshop, covers an area of about 70 zhang longitudinally, teaching 50 or 60 people, and there are more than 1,000 students. There are five buildings for teaching, each of which is considered a grade level, and each building has six floors with three classrooms on each floor.

At this time, Yi Saburo and Qinghu were in a classroom on the sixth floor of the first grade, and it was still the classroom that Qinghe led to find. Climbing the sixth floor made Yi Saburo hate, which means that he may have to climb the sixth floor for a year.

There were twenty seats in the classroom, with Qinghu sitting at the back and Yi Saburo in one seat next to Qinghu.

In the first lesson, Bishop Xi preached as usual. Yi Saburo felt bored and looked forward to it. What is boring is this seemingly motivating form, which he has heard countless times in his previous life, and even feels like brainwashing with chicken soup. What I'm looking forward to is that this is a world that I don't know enough about after all, and I don't know if there will be something new.

Sure enough, he heard something like this;

“...... All students are studying in literature, or from literature or martial arts, or in parallel, and all of them are paths...... There are hundreds of schools, the avenue is endless, the way of cultivation is divided into civil and military, and the only way to enter the Tao is to read! ”

Although there is still some empty chicken soup smell, this is originally for children, and he is naturally uncomfortable as an adult who is tired of drinking it. However, the bishop Xi's words of "civil and military cultivation" in this "quest for learning" still brought Yi Saburo new ideas.

......

This is the first martial arts class, and one teacher writes the word "wu" on the whiteboard and says to the students:

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you know what this martial word means?"

Yi Saburo turned his head to look at Qinghu, and sure enough, he saw that Qinghu's eyes were shining, and he seemed to have imagined the scene of holding a sword across the rivers and lakes, Yi Saburo hurriedly turned to the direction of teaching - no eyes!

The teacher did not ask a question, but continued:

"You should have learned it in Mengxue, the upper is Ge, the lower is the foot, and its shape is the direction of holding Ge. In contrast to the text, it means conquest, force, and demonstration, and by extension, war, bravery, and bravery. Martial arts are a kind of violence, but they are controlled by people, and control is the fundamental ...... of martial arts."

"Controlling the armed forces requires wisdom and ideological spirit, thousands of years, our Xia sages diligently explored, formed a hundred schools of thought, the sublimation and evolution of the trend of thought and the combination of force bloomed brilliant flowers......"

Previously, after listening to Bishop Xi's opening lecture, Yi Saburo already had some experience and had some new ideas about the world's cognition, but it was not very clear. At this moment, listening to the teaching of martial arts and mentioning the hundred schools of thought again, he suddenly woke up.

Yi Saburo had already heard that Wen Dao's innate spiritual will was strong and could interfere with real things, and Wen Dao Grandmaster could even cast spell-like means, and even after Wen Dao became successful, it would be easier to feed the body and practice martial arts. According to what Uncle Mo said before, even the Fangshu formation is considered martial arts. Also, in terms of lifespan, a congenital can live to be 250 years old, a grandmaster can live to be 360 years old, and a great grandmaster can live to be 500 years old......

Then, it should be possible to draw a conclusion: this is indeed a world of spiritual practice! Cultivation has penetrated into people's lives, and cultivation has an extremely complete system, just because of the habit of people in this world, Yi Saburo thought that this was a martial arts world!

Although I haven't heard of immortals, I can't say that this is a world of cultivating immortals or cultivating truths, but this is indeed a world of cultivation! This is not the martial arts world that Yi Saburo originally thought!