Spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, it is half a year.

Since Huang Yanshan's notes summed up that set of qi cultivation methods, Zhao Yu has insisted on practicing, and he has not stopped in the cold and summer. At first, I only felt refreshed, deaf and clear, but gradually, a trace of clear qi was generated from the qi sea dantian, and my mind was moving, and I was constantly moving.

Because he didn't know his father's intentions, Zhao Yu didn't dare to confide in him. Moreover, he was not sure whether he had really embarked on the road of cultivating martial arts. The gradually growing pure qi in the dantian can indeed clear the mind and body, and relieve fatigue, but it is far from the martial arts in his father's mouth to defeat the enemy and fly into the air.

Due to the practice of qi cultivation method, Zhao Yu's appetite has increased greatly in the past six months, and his physical growth has also accelerated. Just because when he was just developing, his family did not suspect anything else.

At the same time, Zhao Yu was also afraid that there would be any bias in the qi cultivation method he practiced, so he not only thoroughly ate every word of the supplementary record, but also studied the classics of "Wanshou Daozang", which corroborated each other.

He didn't know that the qi cultivation method he practiced was not a real martial arts method, but more similar to the Taoist technique of health preservation and cultivation, focusing on the tempering and cultivation of the body itself, and it was stable and stable.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, a few guests came to the Zhao Mansion.

"Ruyang Palace, my family has never had anything to do with the King of Ruyang, but why did you send a prayer post?"

Although Zhao Yong was puzzled, he hurriedly went out of the house to greet him.

"Lord Zhao, you are a very knowledgeable person among the Han people. My prince is fond of sinology, and I hope you can teach the two little sons without hesitation. ”

The butler who came to visit was the butler of the Ruyang Palace, a sturdy Mongolian, but his speech and demeanor were extremely polite. brought a few boxes of bundled gifts, and behind them stood two teenagers dressed in Han costumes.

Although Zhao Yong succumbed to Shiyuan, he didn't want to be too deeply involved with those Mongolian princes, so he wanted to refuse immediately: "I am entangled in official business, and I am afraid that I will live up to the ...... entrusted by the prince."

"Hmph, the skills of the Nanren barbarians, what is there to learn! If you refuse to teach me, I won't even learn it!" The teenage young man in Chinese clothes behind the manager snorted coldly, extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Yong's prevarication.

The chief manager was displeased with Zhao Yong, but he remembered that the prince's identity was different from that of the Han people next to him, and he should be treated with courtesy, so he never showed it. He turned around to appease the older boy, but the boy was stubborn and walked out of the door.

Another child, who was a little younger, only six or seven years old, stayed, born in pink and jade, smart and lovely, with a pair of dark and smart eyes curiously looking at the Zhao Ziang calligraphy and paintings hanging in the hall.

The manager smiled embarrassedly and said, "The great prince is a little stronger, don't blame the adults." This time the prince is really sincere, Lord Zhao's family is full of books, so that the husband and wife are good at writing, my lord, your father and son inherit each other, and the first emperor is full of praise and pride. ”

Zhao Yong saw that this little son was slightly younger than his own young son, and he was born cute, so he had a good impression at first sight. Thinking that Zhao Yu has been a playmate since he was a child, the two brothers have their own careers, and they are very lonely on weekdays. Thinking of this, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, when I am at home, I can bring Xiao Shizi over and study with my young son." ”

The young man walked out, nodded and said, "Lord Zhao, don't treat me as a child." I came to your house to learn real skills, but not to learn what you coaxed your own children. ”

The voice of the mouth is crisp and sweet, and it is actually a little girl who is dressed as a son.

Zhao Yong was slightly stunned, and then realized that the little county lord dressed as a man was afraid that his son's studies would be shallow, which would affect her academic progress, and he couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Yu was deliberating a Taoist scripture in the room, and after being disturbed, he was a little displeased, and listened to the servant say that there were visitors at home, so he walked to the hall of the front yard.

When Zhao Yu entered the hall, the little county lord dressed in men's clothes pointed at him and said: "You are the little son of Lord Zhao? Excellent, you come to write a word, and ask me to see your skills! Well, just write your grandfather Zhao Mengfu's "Thousand Character Text"!"

Zhao Yu looked at the girl's arrogant appearance, was stunned, turned his head to look at his father, and saw his father smiling and chanting with some encouragement in his eyes, and he already understood in his heart. It's just that he doesn't like this girl to call her grandfather's name, so he thought for a moment and said: "You are a guest, and there is no reason for the host to ask the guest to wait." You write first. ”

"You Han people, it's trouble!"

The little county lord shook his head and muttered, but waved his hand very magnificently, and said, "Mr. Ha, grind ink for me." ”

She walked straight to the desk, picked up the pen and calmed down, the appearance of Yuan Yu Yuezhi really gave Zhao Yu a lot of pressure.

Zhao Yongdu felt that this competitive little county lord was a little interesting, and walked up to see her waving on the paper, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was smiling.

Zhao Yu only glanced at it, and then he was no longer interested. He has been exposed to it since he was a child, and his family is full of calligraphy masters, not to mention his own level, his appreciation is already very high. He could see that although the girl's posture was sufficient, her skills were just ordinary.

The thousand-character text of the two crosses was written with a wave of his hand, and the little county lord put the pen back on the pen holder, and looked at Zhao Yu with a demonstrative eye.

Zhao Yu stepped forward and looked at it, but the corners of his mouth twitched before he spoke, and the meaning was extremely obvious.

The little county lord's face was slightly red, but she glanced at Zhao Yong's face but was expressionless, she slapped her hand, and said dissatisfiedly: "There are many people in the world who are high-eyed and low-handed!

Zhao Yu didn't speak, turned around and walked out of the room, walked back after a while, handed a stack of papers to the little county lord, and said: "Half a year ago, my father assigned homework, let me write a thousand-character essay of my grandfather's book, if you like it, I will give it to you." ”

The little county lord was sulking, took Zhao Yu's handwriting with his hand, slapped it on the table and compared it twice, and his little face suddenly turned red. Although her calligraphy attainments are shallow, she still has a basic vision, if Zhao Yu's handwriting is considered Zhouzheng, her handwriting is a folded arm and a lame leg, and a soft and collapsed reptile. It's hard for herself to be confident that she wants to compete with others, but after a moment of silence, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Zhao Yu looked at her like this, a little panicked, and hurriedly said: "Pen and ink exchange is an elegant thing, willing to lose the bet! If you cry, you will provoke my father to teach me a lesson later, this is considered a victory!"

The little county lord rubbed his eyes, raised his chin, and said: "You don't underestimate people, I can still afford to lose! You are the son of Lord Zhao, and writing well is not a skill! You have the ability to test riding with me, if you win again, I will obey you!"

After that, she bowed to Zhao Yong and strode out, still holding Zhao Yu's handwriting in her hand, but she didn't look at him again, which made Zhao Yu feel embarrassed.

After this incident, Zhao Yong didn't say anything, and Zhao Yu didn't mention it anymore. The days passed peacefully.

Zhao Yu's practice of qi cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, and the clear qi entrenched in the dantian is full of energy, and his strength is gradually increasing, but he can't take off for a long time. But one day, his second brother Zhao Lin came home from the vacation of Guozi School, played with Zhao Yu, and was picked up and thrown a few feet away and broke a rib!

Zhao Yu felt extremely guilty about this incident, and was punished by his father in the room for a whole month. Afterwards, everyone stopped mentioning it, but Zhao Yu still remembered it. At that time, he only felt a strong surge up his arms, and then threw the second brother out. Later, when I thought back to the details, I couldn't imagine where that terrifying power came from.

In a blink of an eye, it was about to come to the end of the year, and suddenly one day Zhao Yu received an invitation to invite him to come over the house, but there was no payment. I was puzzled, and I felt that this handwriting was a little familiar, and after looking at it for a while, I saw that the handwriting was somewhat similar to my own, but there was a little more juanxiu.

Holding the invitation to ask his father for instructions, Zhao Yong thought for a moment and said: "It's the little county lord of Ruyang Palace, I think she was not convinced last time, and took your notebook home to copy it carefully, this time to find the field." To go or not to go, make up your own mind. ”

Zhao Yu thought about it in his heart: That little girl seems to be a competitive character, and I have forgotten about her after a few months, but she is still lingering. Anyway, since my father allowed me to make up my own mind, it would be nice to take the opportunity to go out and have some fun.

After thinking about it, he got into the carriage of the Ruyang Palace.