Zuoqiu Palace.

"Master, do you think that the young master looks a little strange these days?" Uncle Zhong looked at Fang Rui, who was in a daze not far away in front of a ginkgo tree, and asked in confusion.

"It's true that I didn't go to find Fang Hazy after I ran away last time, and it was like that for a few days. Fang Zuoqiu frowned, also puzzled.

The two of them were lying on the ground and talking quietly, a thin layer of fallen leaves covered them, at first glance it was really a little hidden, but Fang Zuoqiu's body was too large, so when he pulled it away, it looked like a small hill had risen from the ground, and it didn't have the majesty of his usual days at all, but it looked quite funny.

"Could it be ......" They looked at each other, and at the same time suddenly realized: "He saw that little maid!"

This sound was too loud because it was not well controlled, and it was immediately heard by Fang Rui before he could say it, he withdrew from his state of daze, and as soon as he turned around, he saw his father hurriedly getting up from the ground, and Uncle Zhong on the side was trying to support him, his expression was a little distorted because he was too hard.

"Haha, this ground is so slippery, I almost fell while walking, but fortunately you shot in time......" Fang Zuoqiu laughed.

"The old slave is ashamed, he didn't discipline his subordinates properly, so he went and asked someone to clean it again!" Uncle Zhong bowed slightly to Fang Zuoqiu and Fang Rui, and smeared oil on the soles of his feet.

"Dad, can you stop being so naïve......" Fang Rui sighed, his tone a little helpless.

"Dad, this is a young mentality, looking at your sad face, have you encountered something troublesome?" Fang Zuoqiu stepped forward and hooked Fang Rui's shoulder, looking like a good brother.

"Didn't you guess it all......" Fang Rui sighed.

"Son, you don't have to worry too much, isn't it just that the identity gap is a little bigger! it doesn't matter if you are a maid, as long as you like it, Dad will support you!" Fang Zuoqiu happily continued:

"But ah, getting along is a kung fu job, so you have to be familiar with it first, start with friends, as the so-called see people's hearts over time, don't be too nervous, ordinary heart is the most important, young people, detours must be taken, but if you can go a little less......"

"Dad, don't talk nonsense, there's nothing between us at all!" Fang Rui stopped and broke free of Fang Zuoqiu's arm and explained.

"What, my son's conditions and identity will be rejected by a little maid?!" Fang Zuoqiu said incredulously.

"No...... No, I just thought she was a maid, but in fact she was Fang Hazy's daughter. ”

Fang Rui roughly explained the past and misunderstanding, Fang Zuoqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with relief: "I didn't expect this girl to be so competitive, but it made me escape from trouble, and I can think less about troublesome things." ”

"???" Fang Rui's face was full of doubts, why did this sentence sound so much like talking about himself?

"Oh, my son, Daddy means that since this girl is as good as you say, then we have to change our strategy. Fang Zuoqiu smiled slyly, and his chubby upper facial features were wrinkled.

"And a strategy?" Fang Rui was dumbfounded.

"Dad is from here! Chasing girls is about attracting, so you have to establish a good image of yourself, and so on...... This ...... like this" Fang Zuoqiu pulled Fang Rui to preach, until Fang Rui nodded again and again, and his eyes gradually became adoring.

"Dad, although your idea sounds good, is it really feasible?" Fang Rui asked with seven points of expectation and three points of skepticism.

"Absolutely! Dad can still hurt you!" Fang Zuoqiu's eyes widened, and he took out a quaint book from his arms, wiped it carefully with his sleeve, and then handed it to Fang Rui.

Fang Rui cautiously took the book, and thought in his heart: "Could it be that in order to help me establish an image, my father wants to teach me his secret technique of 'turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain'?"

"This book is the ancient wisdom handed down from the previous dynasty, and it is also the secret of my father's walk in the world, as the so-called day is better than hitting the day, and now in order to achieve my son's good deeds, I will simply teach it to you today. ”

"Thank you, Daddy!" Fang Rui affirmed the judgment in his heart even more, and couldn't help but hug his father's majestic body hard.

"This book has an extremely profound title, which is called The Art of War. Seeing that Fang Rui was so diligent and proactive, Fang Zuoqiu was greatly relieved and couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Sun ...... Sun Tzu's Art of War?" Fang Rui's head went blank for a moment.

"Yes, when you fight, you can beat the enemy like your grandson, and when you chase a girl, you have to lower your posture to the same as your grandson, this is the essence that Dad has realized over the years, otherwise how can you chase your mother?" Fang Zuoqiu said triumphantly.

"This ...... Isn't this a book about arranging troops?" Although Fang Rui hadn't read it, as the name suggested, he could clearly understand the general content of this book.

"That's right, it's the so-called touch bypass, the soldier, the treacherous, chasing the girl, the dead skin and the face. If you can understand the cause and effect and connection of this, not only will your military literacy be greatly improved, but you will not be too far from the day when you will marry and have children with the girl you like. Fang Zuoqiu patted him on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

(Sounds like a great book...... And my mother is so beautiful that she can be chased by my father, he does have two hits...... ）

Fang Rui held the book "The Art of War" in both hands, nodded quite solemnly, and responded: "Since this is the case, then I will take it back, and my son will definitely carefully figure out the contents of the book." ”

Seeing Fang Rui's back gradually moving away, Fang Zuoqiu flicked his sleeves, as if he remembered something, suddenly raised his fat hand, and shouted loudly: "My son!"

"What's wrong?" Fang Rui looked back.

"I suddenly remembered something!" Fang Zuoqiu shouted.

"You say!" Fang Rui replied loudly.

"Go back and find Uncle Zhong to pay some federal coins and book the best restaurant in Changjing!"

"Why?" Fang Rui wondered.

"You chase the girl, you can't talk about cultivation in someone else's yard, right? Take her to that restaurant, Dad can only help you here!"

"Dad, you're bothered!"

"My son, you're welcome! Dad also learned from an ancient man named 'Lei Feng' in the previous dynasty, I heard that he is a powerful qi refiner in the Extreme Martial Realm, not only a red tassel spear makes him superb, but also a good man who is good at collecting gold and helping others!" Fang Zuoqiu gave a thumbs up from afar, showing his reverence.

"Dad, I've been taught! I did something wrong in the past, and I'll have to talk to you about anything in the future!" Fang Rui found for the first time that his father's knowledge was so profound, which really impressed him.

"The children can be taught. Fang Zuoqiu also nodded heavily, with tears in his eyes.

My son Fang Rui has finally grown up.