Old Master Meng wrote a lot of papers, squeezing a piece of paper to the brim. After writing it, he handed it to him and said with a smile: "Oh, I can read this book in two months." ”

Han Ling: Can I say no?

"Yes. ”

Old Master Meng was very pleased and smiled kindly: "Hey, you are a young talent, you have to work harder, you must be conscious and self-motivated." The old man has a lot of books here, and the only one is either here or in the Lekang Jiang clan, the mother of my deceased wife. If you want, the old man can borrow it for you. ”

Han Ling bowed deeply: "The master is very loving, and the student is really unable to repay it." ”

Old Master Meng was a little amused by his solemn attitude, and said disapprerovingly: "Don't be mistaken by those remarks, you can do your own thing, and experience it in self-study." You don't have to be too restrained, children, it's okay to talk and move more. ”

Han Ling: "...... Good. ”

The old man packed up his things and waved his hand, "Go ahead." ”

Han Ling nodded in agreement, turned around and left. As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard Old Master Meng say: "Don't sell my words, can you write it down?"

Han Ling couldn't cry or laugh, and said in a muffled voice: "Yes." ”

Rhubarb is quite spiritual, standing up with his front legs and looking at it with his tongue in the distance, the master of the heart rarely lets others enter the house, and the regular customers who enter the house will always bring me something.

No matter how witty a person is, he can't know what the dog is thinking, so Han Ling blew the words and went back to the school.

Meihui is still there. Unless he finds that he has great potential or has already achieved something, Fan Yang Meng does not take care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of children with foreign surnames. Whenever these foreign surnames come to Meng's school, their father's family is not as powerful as Meng's, and some of them go home for lunch nearby, and go out to eat or bring their own meals when they are far away.

Han Ling took out Han Su's love lunch box from his school bag......

Shide saw it and exclaimed, "Your father is so good to you!"

Han Ling didn't know that firewood and rice were expensive, so he looked dazed and asked, "How can you see it?"

Shide's big white face was full of covetousness: "My family is a landlord, and the old money can't afford to eat Bingtun duck!"

Han Ling has never been a picky eater, relying on Han Su to feed, what to feed and what to eat, Wen Yan said suspiciously: "Huh, do you mean this? My family eats every three or five days." ”

Shide looked like a friend and explained: "Actually, this thing is expensive, it is really difficult to grasp." Bingtun duck meat is delicious, exclusive to those princes and nobles, to catch it must be a person with strong martial arts. It is both psychic, deaf and clear-sighted, flees at the slightest hint of trouble, and is very good at camouflage. Even some people in the palace use it as pets. I've eaten it once when I've grown so big, and when I went to the Imperial City, the Bingtun duck pot with fragrant buildings was sixty crystals a piece, and I could buy more than a thousand big buns. ”

Meihui had some doubts for a while, but she didn't get to the bottom of it.

"Actually, I don't know. Han Ling shrugged, but the doubts in his heart had already been planted.

When Han Ling saw Shide's appearance, he sandwiched two pieces for him, and the other few people did not fall.

Shide was bigger than the other children, and he was heavily dunked there, and he tasted a piece of smashing and smashing his mouth, and his face was a little regretful: "Ahem, I said don't be angry." Your father's cooking skills are good, but he is blind with a good duck, no, there are a lot of good ducks...... But thank you very much. ”

Han Ling was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Come on, you haven't eaten it before you started it, it's better than this, he is embarrassed to give it to me after eating it himself." ”

Yaoguang also interjected and asked, "I heard that your father is a highly skilled blacksmith?"

Han Ling nodded and said, "I don't know if the craftsmanship is superb or not, but I've seen many characters come to him, and he is probably always passable." ”

Yaoguang wanted to say something but didn't say anything, so he sat back down. Meihui couldn't notice her desire to speak, but she opened her mouth to speak, and happened to interrupt her: "Han Ling, in the afternoon, it is a partial class, swordsmanship and calligraphy are still taught by Old Master Meng, and archery and imperial art are taught by Old Mr. Meng, that is, Master Meng's elder brother." There are also weapons such as knives, forks, axes, and axes, as well as arithmetic, antique appreciation, and engineering skills, which are all taught. What are you going to learn?"

Han Ling pondered for a moment and asked, "What have you all learned?

Meihui took it for granted with a face: "Naturally, Mr. Meng has the most students, firstly, it is often said that the bow and horse are skilled, these two things are necessary, and secondly, Mr. Meng Haiyao and Mr. Meng are also masters in this, and I am afraid that Daqi is stronger than him and can be counted on one hand." My sister and I were a little weaker, so I learned arithmetic. ”

Yaoguang smiled a little shyly: "It's that I'm rude, and I'm learning a spear." The master is not one of the four elders of Fan Yang, but a veteran of the Meng family who has retired. ”

Shide's expression was leisurely, and he replied: "I naturally followed Mr. Meng. But I also studied arithmetic. So I walk later every day. There is also a section of arithmetic in the evening, but there are not many people who also do arithmetic. ”

Several other people also signed up for their own classes, and it was true that most of the men were archers and horses, and the women were more arithmetic. Among these foreign surnames, there are also special ones who have learned halberds and hammers, and there is a thin and small one who has learned engineering skills.

Han Ling had his own plans, and when he saw Zhou Zhao get off the horse last time, he learned that Zhou Zhao was also a border general, and later he was also a Gu family, so he asked to retire and left with the magistrate who came to pick people. This bow horse really doesn't have to be too fine, just enough. Han Ling felt that he didn't seem to have any outstanding talent in martial arts, and he was really not interested in this kind of crude kung fu used in war. As for arithmetic, he didn't believe that his great young man in the 21st century would be no match for these people, throwing out a few Pythagorean theorems, Goldbach's conjecture, Helen's formula, and Archimedes' theorem...... I'm afraid that everyone will be stoned to death if they study arithmetic.

Although he was a gangster in his previous life, he was also born helplessly, and he was always a cultured gangster. Or is the road of Wendao more suitable for you. I want to laugh and laugh:

"I'll still follow Old Master Meng. I really don't know how to see people. ”

I've seen this doll's flying grass post notes in the past few mornings, and I thought it was really true. Han Ling can't carry a pen, the words are big and small, and it is estimated that he wrote dozens of pieces of paper in the morning. Everyone couldn't help but joke, comfort and laugh.

In early summer, the grass grows and the warbler flies, everything recovers, and the rain is abundant. In the afternoon, the sky was clear and clear, and a dark cloud swam by, and soon the light was less, and the sky was dark and gloomy. A short time later, a heavy rain fell.

The lunch break is very long. Han Ling had nothing to do and chatted with a few people in the house, sitting by the window and looking out of the window in a daze.

The fish-scale tiles on the roof of the house took up the heavy rain, and the rainwater slid down the eaves, creating a crystal clear curtain. The carved window was open outward, and the moisture was blowing in the delphinium on the window, making it more lifelike and ready to fly. Everything outside is alive, but it is also blurred, blocked from the water curtain. The whole world seemed to slow down silently.

Everything that had been so far away seemed to be yellowing and disappearing. Han Ling finally experienced a kind of situation, called it like a world away.

The sound of conversation in my ears faded. The sound of the rain was frenzied, washing everything, and I didn't know that there was another small world, bitter and bitter. The so-called people take tea and cool, but that's it.

Meihui was talking to Shide about some interesting things about Old Master Meng, and his mind was exquisite, and he was also saying it for Han Ling. But a pair of blind eyes and can't see the doll with red lips and white teeth has already looked out the window, and her mind doesn't know where to fly.

Yaoguang couldn't look at it either, so he pretended to walk to the window unintentionally and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

Han Ling saw a slender hand in front of him for a while, and he couldn't help but come back to his senses suddenly.

Yes.

Lush yellow flowers, nothing more than the like, verdant bamboo, all clean. The sky and the earth are big, and there will always be a place to stay; Now that I have come here, it is easy to lose time, and I will go to the opportunity as soon as possible.

I have a body, coming out of darkness, with empty bags, to go to the light.

I have a heart, and I will never change my mind when I set it on fire, and cover it with frost.

Han Ling smiled and thought-

Finally the door to this new world opened to me.