“...... Aren't you running a calligraphy and painting shop, how can you even rob a carpenter's work? ”

Even after all the vicissitudes of the world, Yuan Tianju's cheeks couldn't help twitching, what an unborn genius, how could he be greedy for money to such a situation?

Chai Tiannuo raised his head and sighed softly:

"Without him, poor ears."

Yuan Tianju's expression was complicated and he left, and the style of Mo Xiangju really made him a little confused.

As soon as the people left, Chai Tiannuo immediately happily went into the yard to rummage, and after a while, he found a board with a suitable width and narrowness, called Chai Man'er, and the master and servant skillfully polished and painted.

"Barbarian, we're getting more and more skilled at this carpenter's work."

"That's it, how many plaques we've received in the past two months, and the fool has also practiced it."

Chai Man'er took the brush and said while brushing, Chai Tiannuo nodded to the side:

"The white paint is thicker, and the work of twenty taels of silver has to be brushed in three layers."

"Okay!"

Chai Tiannuo said seriously, the little girl replied happily, there are thousands of happy events in the world, and taking the silver into the arms is the first.

When the moon is in the sky, the clouds are faint and the stars are scarce, and the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the sky sounded again in Moxiangju.

Li Yichuan nodded lightly with a smile on his lips, and drank the liquor into his throat.

Three miles away, Yuan Tianji, the sycamore leaves swayed slightly, the black and white Taoist robe was put on, the golden silk hosta was fixed in a bun, and the two golden robes stood on the side, bowing slightly and not speaking.

After a long time, the sound of the knife stopped, the liquor was exhausted, and Yuan Tianshu nodded lightly:

"The blade is like a pen, and the pen is like a blade!"

Time is like sand, inadvertently slipping between the fingers, and in an instant it has entered the golden autumn, Chai Tiannuo looked at the short placket of the wool lining on his body and smiled, in this life, it was the first time he wore such thick clothes.

Shuliang Province is located in the southern border of Da Nan, the summer is hot to death, and the winter will not be below zero no matter how cold it is, if it is autumn, there are many shirtless men.

But the capital is near the north, a few days into autumn, there will be frost in the morning and evening, happy Chai Man'er licks the frost flowers on the board everywhere, the real Chai Tiannuo is not light, this greedy problem can not be changed!

A few months have passed, and the supervision of the martial arts has become relaxed, just like a new recruit enlisting in the army, it always takes some time to polish physical discipline and teach the rules, as long as it is over a while, life will not be difficult.

However, this is the feeling of other talents, not Chai Tiannuo's.

Compared with other talents who are miserable, Chai Dameng is too free, or the entire martial arts academy can't find a freer than him, or it has to be counted in the Academy.

As long as he finishes reporting in the morning, he becomes a free man, and he will go home early and no one will care about whatever he wants.

However, with Chai Tiannuo's character, he naturally wouldn't act like that, he was even stricter with himself than the management of the upper house.

In the morning, I practiced martial arts in the school field to polish my foundation, and I never stopped until the bell rang near noon.

In the afternoon, I pondered the articles of the military book on the lakeside of the Academy of Literature, and by the way, I could also teach Wei Zhongxian two or three, and Dr. Wei sighed again and again after the teaching examination, Chai Dameng can be worth five years of work for others!

For this reason, His Excellency the Great Sacrificial Wine personally found the chief of the upper house, wanted to do one or two, and transferred Chai Tiannuo to the Academy.

As a result, he was pushed out of the door by the head of Shangshe Mountain, who was two orders lower than him, and pointed to Xiucai in Wuyang and Wuyang on the school field and said:

"Just pick on the field, and it doesn't hurt to take away a thousand people."

"Chai Tiannuo has only one, I want him, unless the emperor decrees!"

His Excellency the Great Sacrifice Wine withered at that time, and the Dahua form was known to everyone, and it was impossible for the Emperor of Tianqi to transfer a handsome person to Wendao.

For the future of Chai Tiannuo, the entire Guozijian Cultural Relics and the two institutes have the same opinion, and if there is no mistake in playing a stable role, it is not an exaggeration to win the champion.

Wu Xiucai has been in the house for nearly half a year, and the supervision has been loosened, and some bad signs have slowly emerged, which is not difficult to understand, there are many people, and the academy with thousands of people suddenly poured into thousands of people, and it is strange that there is no conflict.

The biggest point of conflict occurs between talents.

People hate Xiucai very much, and since they came, the originally quiet campus was chaotic everywhere, and they couldn't find a clean realm, which was really unpleasant.

They are not in a good mood, so they are used to catching Xiucai who made mistakes and shouting loudly.

After a long time, the attitude of the talents has changed greatly, they are all members of the upper house, who wants to listen to you!

There was another reprimand, and the showmen turned around and left, with that pungent backlash, and directly called Wuju a stroke dog.

This nickname is also appropriate, different from Wu Xiucai's pure black placket, lifting people's energetic outfits, sewing a circle of gold thread on the cuffs and the edge of the clothes.

With the passage of time, the conflict became more and more intense, and in the end, many of them moved directly, but most of the losses were showmen, and there was a big gap between one in a hundred and one in a thousand after all.

It's just that these things have nothing to do with Chai Tiannuo, Chai Dameng is famous, and his hands are stained with life, and he is a legend in the eyes of Xiucai and Juren.

The students who seriously talk about martial arts should be divided into three parts, one for Xiucai and one for Juren, and he is a fierce man.

Chai Tiannuo also knows the awkwardness of the two parties, but he never cares much, first, he is also a student, how can he have that position to manage others.

Second, he Chai Tiannuo is a fragrant bait in the mouth of the head of the two academies of cultural relics, and he is really a little out of place with other students.

Except for Bian Sheng, Shen Tu Zijin and Wei Zhongxian, there are few people in the entire Guozijian who can speak, but they get along well with the teachers.

On the side of the Martial Academy, he directly regarded his scroll as the chapter of the Seven Books of the Martial Arts Classic, and the Academy of Literature also took the booklet he taught Wei Zhongxian as a tutorial material.

The teaching doctors of the two institutes of cultural relics are all Chai Tiannuo when they open their mouths and close their mouths, which makes the talents annoyed from the bottom of their hearts, and the outstanding and top-notch students are the most easy to isolate.

For the sake of teaching materials, Chai Tiannuo also had a lawsuit with the division commanders of the two academies, and in the end, the Academy of Literature gave ten taels of silver, and as for the Martial Academy, two hundred eldest sons!

Chai Tiannuo, who was angry about this matter, was really not light, and while taking the eldest son into his arms, he complained to the logistics teacher, and the two hundred eldest sons were only ten steamed cakes, and they were properly calling Huazi.

The martial arts academy does things, but there is no atmosphere of the literary academy, and in the future, don't call people poor sour, and the martial arts academy is poor sour!

On this day, Chai Tiannuo, who was in a gunfight, won a big victory, and he was in a good mood shouting for a treat, and turned around and led Shuangjie, who had a blue nose and swollen face, into the food stall.

“...... No meat? ”

Looking at the two radish stuffed baked cakes on the plate, Shen Tuzi grinned, and was beaten all morning, and he didn't even invite a meat baked cake, too picky, right?

"Bring it!"

Bian Sheng snatched Chai Tiannuo's plate with shaking hands, lifted the cover and looked at it, and directly smoked, the big baked cakes with beef filling, a full ten sets!

Divided into five for Shen Tuzi, Bian Sheng glared at Chai Tiannuo fiercely while eating:

"If you don't have enough radish filling, you can kill you!"