Qian Wei knelt and respectfully watched Mr. leave, and Mr.'s words recalled in his mind. Mr. guessed correctly, Qian Wei did have the intention of betrayal, if it wasn't for the reunion in the noisy city, Qian Wei would definitely forget about the Holy Book Building, and just be an ordinary money-loving businessman.

But is that possible? Qian Wei knew that it was impossible, he would never be able to get rid of his relationship with the Holy Book Building, and the identity of the outer disciple was a shackle.

As long as the gentleman is still around.

Qian Wei knelt for a long time, and it was not until Liu Baolong dealt with the second elder and the housekeeper came to report that he was helped up.

Qian Wei suddenly smiled, thinking that it was so good, the senior brother was still the same. The housekeeper was frightened, thinking that the old man was really angry.

There is nothing to do today, to the next day, Qian Eaves pushed open the door of the Qian family ancestral hall, there is no sound, the portraits and tablets of the ancestors are placed in the most conspicuous position, and there are three futons on the ground, neat, clean and serious. Qian Wenxiu knelt on the floor tiles, shaky.

Qian Wei stood in front of the largest portrait, bowed, and looked back at Qian Wenxiu: "I'll punish you, do you obey?"

Qian Wenxiu had the experience of being punished even worse after sneaking asleep, so he really didn't close his eyes all night, so that now he is sleepy and in bad spirits. Vaguely hearing the sound of someone talking, I was startled at first, and when I saw that it was my father, I immediately beat my spirit and straightened my back.

Qian Wei was unexpectedly not dissatisfied. Qian Wenxiu didn't hear what his father said, but nodded in a daze. He made a slight judgment, now at most he has just arrived in Yinzheng, and he is still far from kneeling for a day, thinking that his father would deliberately come later in the past, what do you want to do so early this time?

"I also want you to be good...... Qian Wei sighed, "Forget it, it's not interesting to talk like this, you come out with me." ”

After that, Qian Ao went out of the ancestral hall first. Qian Wenxiu thought about it carefully and confirmed that he had heard it correctly, so he followed. Those stiff legs made him eat a few heels, his whole body was sore, some uncontrollable, his eyes were bloodshot, and he could barely open them when he saw the faint morning light.

Qian Wei didn't care about his son's health, he only cared about leading the way. Qian Wenxiu's weak appearance made him a little unhappy. Whether it is him, or the other two sons, they have all received family law - kneeling in the ancestral hall for one night, and they have never collapsed like Qian Wenxiu.

Fortunately, Qian Wenxiu caught a glimpse of Qian Wai going to the study, so he tried to stand firm and keep up, but no matter how hard he tried, he staggered, and when he walked to the study, he was already sweating.

"You don't have good bones, I don't blame you. Qian Wei didn't say this like saying it to Qian Wenxiu, but to himself.

Qian Wenxiu's wheezing gradually subsided, and he shrank to the side again, turning himself into stone.

In the study, Qian Wei stretched out a finger, his face was full of anger, and scolded Qian Wenxiu, who was kneeling and not moving. This is a very common scene more than ten years ago, Qian Wenxiu was ready, but Qian Wei didn't speak for a long time.

The more this is the case, the more nervous and scared Qian Wenxiu becomes. There seemed to be an invisible huge pressure around Qian Eaves, oppressing Qian Wenxiu's senses and spirit, making it difficult for him to breathe, but he still had to endure it. Because he wasn't sure if he wouldn't make his father angry if he didn't do it.

For a long time, the silence was broken by the sound of birds chirping with the rising sun. A flower sparrow unexpectedly broke in and spun around three times at the height of the beam, trying to get out, but could not find the way, so it had to bump and scream.

In normal times, when Qian Wenxiu sees this sparrow, he will probably find it very interesting, and he will think of catching him, and if he annoys him, he will pick up the book and bench at hand and fight it. Now Qian Wenxiu is only afraid that it will provoke his father, and his father will be angry with him again.

Qian Wai was abnormal, his eyes swirled with the sparrows, and he was faintly worried.

"Look. Qian Wei said to Qian Wenxiu. He casually rubbed a ball of paper and threw it upwards seemingly gently.

There was a small snap, and then there was a thud, and the sparrow fell onto the desk, and the paper ball returned to Qian Wei's hand, holding it firmly.

Qian Wenxiu didn't dare not look up when he heard this, but he only saw something rushing up, and something fell, but he didn't see what it was.

"Do you see clearly?"

"Look...... Cleared. Qian Wenxiu said with some hesitation. He didn't see it clearly, but he knew very well what was happening, and his heart shook faintly.

"Then do you want to do it?" Qian Wei touched the sparrow, it immediately woke up, flapped its wings sharply, crossed Qian Wenxiu's ear, and flew out of the door. It turned out that Qian Wei hit the sparrow's head and smashed it into a daze, and he happened to wake up at this time.

In Qian Wenxiu's impression, his father was a person with a big temper, strict discipline, preachy, arbitrary, and old-fashioned thinking. And now my father asks himself if he wants to do it, what does it mean?

Qian Wenxiu didn't answer, and lowered his head silently.

"Do you know what the Qian family does?" asked Qian Wei.

Qian Wenxiu shook his head. He really didn't know what his house was for.

The reputation of the Qian family in Huocheng has always been very great, and it has been like this since I don't know how long ago, as long as the people of Huocheng are in great trouble, the Qian family will help, which is an important reason. The Qian family is also large, the house occupies more area than the Wu and Sun families combined, and the servants are twice as much, so the food expenses for one day alone are a lot, and the daily expenses are never simple. Qian Wenxiu only knew that his family was in business, but he had never seen a rich family in the city, and his family had never lacked money. Where did the Qian family get the money? He didn't pay much attention to it before, but when he mentioned it, he felt very strange.

"My Qian family has served the Holy Book Building for generations. Qian Yuan's expression was extremely solemn, especially when he said the three words of the Holy Book Building. Qian Wenxiu still kept his head down, and quickly pondered the meaning of his words.

What kind of place is the Holy Book Building? It is the holy place of cultivation in the Tang Kingdom. In the most powerful period of the Tang Dynasty, it was the most desirable place for cultivators all over the world, and there was even a saying that "the first book of cultivation in the world". There are 3,000 disciples in it, all of whom are dragons and phoenixes among people, and wherever they are placed, they are all stars descending to earth. Its status is even more faint above the royal family, and the successive heads of the building are all emperors and exemplars of cultivators. The scenery can be imagined. What kind of family is it serving?

But that was fifteen years ago.

The Qian family has some fame in the city, looking at the entire Tang Kingdom, just like ants and elephants. People may not be able to see you, what are you?

The service of the Holy Book House should never be like this.

"The Qian family in the noisy city is nothing, but it is the ancestral home of the Qian family. The things that the Qian family does can't see the light, so naturally they can't be related. Qian Wei looked at Qian Wenxiu, "The Qian family in Jiangnan is what it looks like on the surface." As for what exactly is going on, I can't say it here. ”

Qian Xiao's godson is not good, but it is quite accurate to guess people's thoughts. The more Qian Wenxiu listened, the more frightened he became.

"The Qian family is the outer gate of the Holy Book Building, and the heirs of the Qian family can only be the outer disciples of the Holy Book Building. ”

"Then the brothers are cultivators, you ...... too" Qian Wenxiu became bolder.

"It's not. ”

Qian Wenxiu went down. If Qian Wei said yes, then there is a reason why the elder brother is stronger than the younger brother. That's a cultivator, how can a mortal compare himself with a cultivator? My father compares himself to a cultivator, which is ridiculous. I'm just an ordinary person.

But to speak...... No.

Qian Wenxiu also knows that this is self-deception. He's just a man who can't do anything by nature. So his brothers left him, and his father left him, and he never knew the slightest thing about his family. Huocheng also hated him. She hated him too.

Qian Wei couldn't understand what his son was worried about, and said directly: "The Qian family's practice is different from other people's practice, no matter what method is cultivated, there are realms. The Qian family did not. Therefore, the Qian family cultivators cannot be called true cultivators. ”

"Generally speaking, where you can go on the path of cultivation depends first on your talent and then on yourself. The Qian family's cultivation does not require talent, it all depends on themselves. But...... That being said, talent still has to be a little, a little bit. Your brother doesn't, you happen to have a little. ”

"This talent, put it in the small cultivation sect, I don't even want you to watch the door, but in our family, it's enough. ”

"The Datang National Examination is divided into two subjects: civil and military. Liberal Arts - Calligraphy, Etiquette, Music, and Martial Arts - Commanding Archery. The Qian family is good at shooting, and the Qian family's practice is related to shooting. ”

"The practice of the Qian family is to visit the Holy Book Building - the master of the building pays attention to the strength of the back of the paper and the three points of the wood, that is, the strength; in addition to the steady hand of the bow and archery, it is also necessary to be accurate, not to mention that it can pass through the Yang within a hundred steps, that is, the eye. ”

"Then the key to the Qian family's cultivation is to enter the wood with three points of strength, and wear Yang's eyes in 100 steps. ”

"Open the bow with three points of strength into the wood, shoot through the Yang's eyes with a hundred steps, you can pass through the mountains and rocks, and you can send a hundred arrows without missing. Among them, the strength and weakness all depend on their own kung fu. Qian Wei said, "This is all the Qian family's practice, simple, easy to use, the key ......"

"Strong. ”

"Father...... Are you teaching me to practice?" Qian Wenxiu was a little dazed.

"You just saw that?" Qian Wei frowned.

......

There are thousands of ways to practice, and the number of cultivation paths of different sects is different. For example, the River Fish Sect majored in swords, for example, the barbarian tribe majored in boxing, and the realm improvement was related to swords and fists. The only one that can be integrated is the Holy Book Building, which has the reputation of "one law through all laws".

The practice of the Qian family is an evolution based on the practice of the Holy Book Building. It enters the Tao with calligraphy and carries it with bowing, and the Qian family bow is the result.

"Calligraphy can calm the mind, nourish the nature, cultivate the body, collect the state, stabilize the hand, have a sharp eye, and breathe flatly, all of which are the necessary virtues of archers. Therefore, the Qian family practiced the method of the Holy Book Building, and the calligraphy was used for archery. Qian Wei said, "So the first step in practice is to practice calligraphy." ”

Having said so much, in fact, Qian Wenxiu didn't understand a word. He couldn't understand what was three points into the wood, what was a hundred steps through the poplar, and what was entered by calligraphy.

Calligraphy can be related to archery, it's really a pull, which scholar have you ever seen who has the strength to shoot a bow and arrow? Besides, calligraphy, as soon as I hear it, I know that it is something that has nothing to do with me, where did I practice?

Qian Wenxiu didn't speak on the surface, but Qian Wei could see that he was slandering in his stomach, and said: "I know that you don't have two inks in your stomach, I won't ask you anything in the liberal arts in the future, just practice calligraphy well, and the article itself doesn't expect you to understand." ”

As he spoke, Qian Wai began to rummage through the cabinets, and after a while, he moved out all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, especially the amount of paper is amazing, adding up to an estimated height of two people.

"Many of the disciples of the Holy Book Building get up early and are greedy for darkness, which is beneficial to their cultivation, and our family has learned from it, and the same is true for us. Now the sun is rising, and the time is just right. Then the practice starts now. Qian Wei said, "I have already prepared the utensils, and they are all here." The requirement for you is very simple, that is, to use up the paper, and the time limit is one month. ”

"The practice of calligraphy has to be accumulated over time, and you also need to have experience and eyes, but unfortunately you don't have that much time, so in the first month, as long as you practice form, including sitting, holding the pen, looking at the eyes, and looking at the face. The transcription template is already on the desk, and it will be considered to pass until you practice to that extent, and then I will teach you the next step. Qian Wei finally said: "That's all, you practice." ”

With that, he left.

The closed study door cut off the rising sun, and Qian Wenxiu slowly stood up and sat down at the desk. The sun was still shining outside the window, and Qian Wenxiu could see the text on the desk, which was a "Persuasion". He smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up his pen, and copied.

......

Old Street Study.

The gentleman stood holding the scroll and flipped through it, facing in the direction of the Qian family, I don't know how long it had been. At this time, he finally changed his position, lay down on the bamboo chaise longue, put the scroll aside, closed his eyes, and rubbed his eyebrows.

At this time, Shui Er came out with two bowls of white porridge. There is a salted duck egg in each of the porridges, one bowl is steaming, and the other bowl is not, it is cold.

Shui'er handed the cold porridge to the gentleman who had already sat up, and ate the hot one himself.

She sat down next to Mr. and blew on the porridge, the heat immediately drifted away, and just as she was about to take her mouth, she turned her face to look at Mr.

"Eating so cold makes my stomach bad. ”

The gentleman did not speak immediately, but used chopsticks to break the salted duck eggs, revealing the red yolk, and the spilled fat stained the white porridge with a layer of yellow. The gentleman took two sips and said, "It's cold and delicious, and it's refreshing to eat." ”

The water pursed her lips. She has only lived in the study for a few days, and she has already found many bad things about her husband, such as only liking to eat cold porridge, such as never tidying up the utensils at home, and not wiping the table with a layer of dust. The key temper is still big, and he doesn't listen to persuasion.

"But what should I do if I eat badly? The climate is getting warmer, and it is still cold in the morning, and you eat cold porridge again, something must be wrong after a long time. Shui Er said.

"You've said it several times. ”

"I've said it a few times, I'm concerned about your body, what if you get sick and can't go to class?"

"I used to eat like this. ”

"It must be that no one takes care of you, otherwise you wouldn't have such a bad habit. ”

The gentleman put down the porridge.

"But it won't be like this in the future, with me taking care of you, I will definitely change it back for you. ”

"You're only fifteen. ”

"What's wrong with fifteen? According to the law, I can get married next year, why can't I take care of you?"

"......," said Mr. "All right." ”

"What, okay?"

"Nothing. ”

Shui Er looked at Mr. suspiciously and slowly ate the porridge. The gentleman quickly shook his chopsticks, finished eating in a short time, and handed the bowl to Shui'er. Shui'er took his hand and put it aside, and handed the scroll to Mr. by the way. The gentleman began to flip through it.

He turned the first page and suddenly said, "The Tao is very Tao." How to solve it?"

Shui Er just wanted to eat the tempting egg yolk, and pouted dissatisfiedly: "Which book is this? You haven't taught me yet, how do I know." ”

"Can't you think for yourself without teaching you?" said the gentleman, "this is a new subject, and unlike the previous ones, you can't find allusions in books, and you can understand it all by yourself." Limited to one year. ”

"One year? That's only six words, if you want to give me a year, are you underestimating me?" Shui Er put the chopsticks in her mouth, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"Not to be underestimated...... These six words are hard. The gentleman took a reddish egg yolk between his fingers and put it in his mouth.