Bao Gongzi really looks like a multi-treasure son, wearing a golden crown, wearing a gorgeous costume, a sword hanging from his waist, hanging a gold, silver and jade pendant, thin cheeks, flying sideburns and green silk, and a pair of eyes full of evil charm. At this moment, Duobao Gongzi's eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, which couldn't help but make people feel a little chilly, and they had no time to pay attention to the many treasures in that body.

"Bao'er, don't be presumptuous!" the county guard Zhong Ming scolded softly, but Bao Gongzi had no intention of paying attention to this bland reprimand, and the killing machine was already rising.

"Bao Gongzi, I Li Yuanqing remembered tonight's words, and I will talk about them in half a year. Although he was not afraid of the eyes that wanted to devour people and the terrifying killing machine, Li Yuanqing still slowly retreated and walked back to the disciples of the ceremony, because there was no basis for it at the moment.

Poverty and humiliation will only make people more patient and hardworking, and will never make people stupid and stupid, and Li Yuanqing will naturally not become a fool who can only hit a stone with an egg because of this.

"Hmph, interesting, interesting. Zhao Keming smiled noncommittally, but he greatly admired Li Yuanqing's tenacity and patience, as well as his confidence in the distant future.

If you want to be a good swordsman, you can't even believe in yourself, how can you trust the sword in your hand, and how can you control the sword in your hand.

"Smack!" Bao Gongzi slapped the case and shouted loudly: "Don't wait for half a year, just see the real chapter under your hands tonight!"

"That's enough, you will be the same senior brother after tonight, and you can't be wild in my Iron Sword Gate!" Zhao Keming was really angry, because Zhong Bao had no one in his eyes.

"Bao'er, sit down, quickly ask your master for your sins and apologize with you. Zhong Ming stood up and whispered a few words to Zhao Keming.

Bao Gongzi sat down proudly, said no more, as if nothing had happened, and drank his tea. A person who can control his emotions and killing intent at all times is by no means an ordinary person, and it is really terrifying that he can have such a mental cultivation at such a young age.

"Okay, don't sweep the Yaxing of today's guests, all the dance music and drinks are up, and you won't get drunk tonight!" Zhao Keming slapped his palm, and in an instant, it became a world of music with staggered plans.

Even if the whole world is happy, Li Yuanqing's heart is only full of hatred and humiliation. The pleasure will eventually pass, and after a few hours, the more cheerful the person will be intoxicated, and the pleasure of being drunk to the point of being unconscious will inevitably cry and vomit.

After waiting for the hustle and bustle of everyone, a few inner disciples were lying in the hall full of cups and plates, still babbling and shouting for wine, and a few family maids were silent, taking care of the mess by themselves.

Li Yuanqing returned to the miscellaneous room early, covered his clothes under the quilt, and disguised himself as another sleeping Li Yuanqing. Quietly tiptoeing, hiding alone in the small bamboo forest not far from the martial arts training ground, folding a three-foot-long small green bamboo, using bamboo as a sword, facing the moonlight and night, repeatedly practicing the new moves of the past ten days.

In fact, these moves practiced by Li Yuanqing are not even moves, but they are just basic grids, stabs, teasing, and dialing, but Li Yuanqing also practiced carefully, and did not dare to wander at all, and comprehended the essence of this thorn with his heart.

Li Yuanqing knew that he had already lost at the starting line compared with Bao Gongzi, and he must not lose on diligence and hard work again; and he was able to get a place for retreat selection tonight, and the pie in the sky would not fall on the head of an unprepared poor boy, and he thought that he had a great relationship with the mysterious old Yu Tou, let alone lose the face of the old Yu Tou's recommendation; and his parents, who were still at home and enduring the humiliation, could not let them lose hope and support. Only by working hard and working hard, if you stop, you will die, and life will be worse than death.

The moonlight shines lonely, a secluded bamboo forest, a person, a shadow, a bamboo and a stroke, so lonely in this night to fight against the darkness until dawn.

Three days later, at the beginning of the hour.

In front of the Iron Sword Gate, the carriages and horses were noisy.

On the left road, the officials sent the guards to guard, the sedan chair man and maid served, dozens of people, and the county guard Zhong Ming stood in front of everyone in a green suit, and pulled his son Zhong Bao to tell him repeatedly.

There are countless guards and servants on the right road, all of them are silk and satin, and a few pot-bellied rich people are eagerly complimenting Shen Jue, "Women don't let them have eyebrows", "Who says that women are not as good as men", and they are doing their best to compliment them.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Keming hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Lord Zhong, Shen Yuanwai, the two of you have been waiting for a long time, Zhao's fault, Zhao's fault!" Zhao Lin and Lei Hate followed closely behind, and they also hugged their fists to apologize, but they didn't see Feng Chao, it should be jealousy and dissatisfaction, but the world is still there, and the retreat selection is also going on, and you can't change the world if you are a Feng Chao or a jealous and resentful.

"Today, I came in light clothes, just a father who came to see him off, Brother Zhao doesn't need to be polite. Zhong Ming clasped his fists and saluted.

Having said that, the pomp and circumstance of Taishou Travel is the same as usual, and even slightly exceeded. There are eight sedan chairs to walk, and there are also people who avoid being quiet, and dozens of people are mighty and majestic, which is by no means the so-called micro-service travel.

"Two virtuous brothers, please look inside for tea!" Zhao Keming was eager to invite.

"Although Brother Zhao's hospitality is difficult, he has to change his words and recount, and he has to go back to the government office to run an errand at three o'clock in the morning, and I hope that Brother Zhao Haihan!" Zhong Ming said with a fist in his fist.

"Yes, I came to see off the children today, let's keep a few old guys for weekdays. "Shen Jue is actually not old, a forty-year-old man is the age of a tiger and a wolf, plus this Shen Jue is noble and graceful, he is by no means an old man, let alone an old guy.

"Okay, you two are right, today you two pick a pick, continue to enjoy that idle life, I have to accompany these little guys to live the years of penance in the deep mountains and old forests, naturally happy and relaxed!" Zhao Keming said with disdain.

"Haha!" Shen Jue and Zhong Ming laughed in unison.

"Brother Zhao, where are these words, these little guys are all young and righteous, how can you forget Brother Zhao, your cultivation grace, if these little guys can really get ahead, who dares to be ungrateful, I Zhong Ming is the first to spare him." The county keeper Zhong Ming's tone was extremely serious.

"Yes, I, Shen Jue, will never let it go!" Shen Jue pinched the iron walnut in his hand and said with a grim face.

"The two virtuous brothers are serious, Zhao is just laughing, young people are trying to spread their wings and fly high, how can we be so stubborn. Zhao Keming said with a straight face.

"Words are not serious, words are not serious, practice martial arts first to cultivate virtue, if you forget the teacher's virtue and practice martial arts, what is the use? Not to mention chivalrous deeds and the heart of serving the country. Shen Jue raised his voice, as if he was speaking to a few young people present.

"I always have a chivalrous heart in my heart, so that I can express my life's aspirations, but I hope that women will not let their eyebrows be bearded, and men will not be ungrateful. Zhong Ming said it casually, and it was as magnificent as poetry, and it really lived up to the style of a literati.

"Obey the order!" seemed to ignite the chivalry and dreams in his heart in an instant, and dozens of young disciples present shouted one after another.

"Invite Bao'er's apprenticeship!" Zhong Ming whispered to the master book beside him.