Most of the colleagues are kind and distant.

After Du Yi and Zhou Ang arrived at the room where everyone was working, they solemnly introduced Zhou Ang to a few people in the room - coincidentally, they all had a relationship - everyone nodded and saluted, but only nodded in greeting.

The one who was a little incongruous in the clothes on the shoulders of the wounded cloth was the one who was pulled into the shoulder blade by the other party when he killed the weasel demon, his name was Liu Rui, the word Shuyu. Zhou Ang's little spell of flame was figured out from him, so he remembered it the most.

A man named Wei Ci, whose name is Yi, looks like he is nearly forty years old, and it is said that he is good at looking at qi, and many times locking the range of activities of monsters depends on him.

There is also a man named Feng Shan, Zi Mengqiu, who is a little man in his thirties. He also appeared in the battle against the weasel demon at the beginning, but he was "frozen" as soon as he made a move, and he didn't play much, so Zhou Ang only remembered him, but it was difficult to talk about any specific impression.

After the introduction of a circle of people, Liu Rui and Feng Shanzhong sat down to roll the dice again, and Wei Ci also sat back to practice calligraphy.

There is no welcome at all.

But Zhou Ang didn't care.

The experience of his previous life taught him that there is no need to rush into the new environment, you are new, you are new.

Du Yi said a few more words, and he would wait for a few people who were not on duty to come back, and then introduce them to Zhou Ang, and then left. As soon as he left, Zhou Ang sat down on the bookcase assigned to him, and during this time, he inadvertently turned his head and glanced at Wei Ci's words—tsk!

Very good, all the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are free to use, and you can get them for free if you run out, unlimited amounts.

After a while, a clerk came over and brought something that could be called an application form, Zhou Ang glanced at it, and signed it. After a while, a sword and a short sword were brought over by the people from the storehouse.

However, the people came and went, and it did not disturb the atmosphere in this room at all.

The practice of the word, the roll of the dice to push the pai gow also continue to play.

At noon, there is a dinner party, called "meeting food".

Zhou Ang originally just planned to have a meal before leaving, but he didn't want Gao Jing, the county minister, to come, so he deliberately introduced Zhou Ang to everyone present.

At this moment, not only a colleague in the office, but also all the clerks, archers and ordinary soldiers at home in the entire yamen knew that Zhou Ang, a new clerk, had joined.

Judging by everyone's performance, Gao Jing's doing this should be a very face-saving and uplifting thing.

After eating, Zhou Ang also specially thanked Gao Jing, but then, he still took the initiative to say hello to Du Yi, took his two swords, got up and left the yamen.

At the beginning, he said that he would only work half a day a day.

As for whether the yamen needs to be reported or something, that's not his business.

............

"Ding" sound!

Zhou Ang's sword was easily shot down again.

"Shhh

Ao Chun looked innocent, but he quickly said honestly: "I'm sorry uncle......! I really can't control my strength. ”

Looking at his expression, Zhou Ang felt a little embarrassed, so he waved his hand, "Forget it, come again, it seems that I have to practice first to avoid being shot down by your sword!"

Ao Chun nodded and said, "Well, both Grandpa and Grandpa said that the most important thing for me is to learn to control my strength. That's why my grandfather always urged me to practice calligraphy...... Hey, uncle, your handwriting is so good, why don't you teach me to practice calligraphy? I'll accompany you to practice swords, and you can teach me to practice calligraphy, okay?"

"Okay, of course, but now, be careful......"

"Ding!"

............

Half an hour later, Zhou Ang sat helplessly on the steps in front of the porch.

A little gasping for air.

Ao Chun, who said that he was good, accompanied him to fight against each other to train his actual combat ability, but as a result, he couldn't fight at all...... Don't look at Ao Chun's young age, he is far from enough, but his strength is surprisingly large, and his speed and reaction are also unusually fast.

And the key is that he is young and too real, and he can't even deliberately release water, so that the two of them fought for half an hour, always repeating the path of "Zhou Ang took out the sword, was shot down, picked it up, re-released the sword, and was shot down".

Zhou Ang was so tired that he still felt that he hadn't practiced anything.

That's it, Zhou Ang is taller and bigger, and he uses a long sword, and Ao Chun uses a short sword that is more suitable for his figure - one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous, but it is not a joke, he is tall and long, and he really has a huge advantage in a battle with similar strength. The biggest disadvantage is the fear of being approached by an opponent who is short in stature and short in arms. But Ao Chun didn't get close at all, so he could always directly seal Zhou Ang's sword route, and if he was short sword, Zhou Ang couldn't hold it, and could only accept the result that even the sword was shot down.

Ao Chun sat down beside him, looked up slightly at his uncle, and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry......"

Zhou Ang waved his hand, thought for a while, and said, "I don't think the problem is with you, of course you should practice controlling your strength, but my speed and strength are too weak." So...... It may be a little inefficient to practice like this, but it's not bad!"

Ao Chun thought for a moment and said, "I think your sword is getting faster and faster! The further you go, the faster you are out of your sword, and the angle is getting ...... Abnormal. ”

After a pause, he said: "Grandpa Shi said that there is not much emphasis on practicing martial arts, one is to practice the most basic things, strength, speed, and agility, and the other is to practice the heart. I think what Grandpa said about practicing the heart is actually the angle, right?"

"It's the idea!" Zhou Ang continued, "The idea of the sword also includes punching and kicking, in short, whether it is attacking or defending, the idea is unique and effective, and it will get twice the result with half the effort." ”

This question is not unfamiliar, touching on the problem of bypass.

Every year, I have to do an infinite number of various planning projects, how can I get my work selected? And then get promoted and raised? To put it bluntly, I have to have basic skills, but basic skills, such things, those who do this, especially those who do a certain job, are all there, and they are not bad, and in the end, what they compare is actually the idea.

The basic skill is to be responsible for making this unique idea more solid and reliable, and more executable.

It seems that the same is true for martial arts.

Therefore, theoretically speaking, the solution given by Uncle Zheng Huan is correct.

Although Ao Chun is young, as a sparring partner, he really wants anything, although practicing with him is really a bit abusive, but it is precisely because he doesn't want to be abused that he can make rapid progress.

After thinking about this, the current Zhou Ang didn't want anything else, so he had one idea: strive to do it as soon as possible without being made by Ao Chun!

After resting for a while, feeling that his breath was even, and his strength seemed to have recovered most of it, Zhou Ang patted his ass and stood up, and said, "Come on!"

"Ding!"

"Come again!"

"Ding!"

............

The red sun is falling, and Zhou Ang already has to go back.

At this time, he sat side by side with Ao Chun on the steps to rest, and what he was thinking about was how to find a way to take a shower at night - it was okay when he didn't exercise too vigorously before, and when he felt dirty, he wiped it with basin water, but today he was sweating so much, and it was really uncomfortable not to take a shower.

"Uncle Shi, are you leaving?"

"yes, it's getting dark, I have to go down the mountain and go home. ”

"Oh. ”

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay! I just think it's good that you can go home. ”

Zhou Ang turned his head to look at him.

The teenager doesn't know how to hide anything, or rather, in recent times, he has become very familiar with and close to Zhou Ang, so he doesn't feel the need to hide it.

A big boy's clear and bright eyes have a certain clear and bright emotion.

Perhaps it could be called a faint sorrow.

He was an orphan who was picked up by his master, and this small temple was his home.

Zhou Ang reached out and touched his head.

But he couldn't think of any words to comfort him.

"Hey, Ao Chun, why is it already hot outside, and it's still so cool in our yard?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's the grandpa who laid out some kind of formation, right?"

It's really possible!

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense that the temperature is still only a few degrees Celsius, and the snow is still melting and freezing again, and the jujube trees don't have the slightest feeling of germination.

You know, it's the end of April, and it's about to be the Dragon Boat Festival!

When Master returns, be sure to ask.

It would be wonderful if you learned to study thoroughly and get a constant temperature for your yard.

Accompanying Zhou Ang to sit quietly, Ao Chun's eyes stared blankly at the sunset in the west.

Suddenly, he asked, "Uncle Shi, will you marry in the future?"

"Yes, surely! What's wrong?"

"Then who did you marry, and I should call her aunt, right?"

"Hmm...... Yes, what's wrong? How did you remember to say this?"

Ao Chun smiled, and suddenly there was a little excitement and excitement on his face, "Then I can have a mother!"

Zhou Ang was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"Uncle is also a mother, right?" he asked.

Zhou Ang nodded seriously, "Of course! ”

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