Liu Jian didn't know why, Wang Liu always dodged when he saw him again, as if he was afraid of meeting him.

It seems that there should be a ghost in his heart, but he doesn't know where the ghost comes from, so he finds a dark midnight to knock on his window to see if he can scare him out.

Being alone in a room is surprisingly lonely, and it is always easy to fall asleep in the dead of night, and it is impossible to listen to those gentle words, which also saves the energy of telling stories every night. It's a pity that the beautiful scenery of the morning light every day is relieved, and there is no need to worry about the restlessness of every morning.

Most of the business of Qinglou is concentrated in the first half of the night, and when there is nothing to do in the second half of the night, you can rest for half an hour.

The plan lies in the morning, Liu Jian dressed up early, went out of the house, ran out of the side yard, and started every compulsory exercise along the backyard path.

Two years have passed, and after half an hour of running, I have been able to keep my breathing smooth and my face unchanged throughout the whole process, but I can't try to speed up, because my body is far from growing.

He thought about using sandbags to strengthen his workout, but he once heard that when he was a child, he started to tie sandbags to practice long-distance running, and he would be caught by sandbags and unable to grow taller. I don't know if there is any scientific basis for this theory, but Liu Jian did not start weight-bearing exercises at this time for the sake of his future body shape.

In the back garden, there are early girls tending to flowers and plants, and there are also awakened little girls collecting flower petal dew and preparing tea for brewing.

Liu Jian, as a leading figure in the small house, was born at a young age with red lips and white teeth, a strong body, a smart mind and quite talented, and he is 'self-taught' in poetry and lyrics, and he is naturally a first-class lover in the eyes of the girls.

But it's a pity that when he grows up, the slave is already old. ”

One of the girls who was cutting the branches muttered and couldn't help but cover her face with her hands. Although she has been in the dust for a long time, she can't help blushing at this time, her heart is like a deer, and she looks like a girl with spring.

Liu Jian's running figure gave this land of smoke and willows more vitality, and woke up the early morning in the backyard of Fengmanlou. Passing by the big house where he used to live, Shu Ge pushed open the window and called him in a sweet voice, so he leaned over and said a few words, asked her about the interesting things she had yesterday, and taught her to read a few words.

Sometimes Butterfly Dance is still asleep, sometimes she wakes up, and she just sits by the window and looks at his figure for a while. This kind of girl who has just started to love is the most worried, and Liu Jian has never experienced the youthful feelings of young boys and girls, and he doesn't know how to be alone with her.

When she grows up, she will find a way to redeem her in Fengmanlou; Even women can't protect them, so it's still a fart to be reborn and live, you can directly find a piece of south wall and hit your head to death, so as not to be embarrassed.

He runs and exercises, which will affect the girls' rest to some extent. At noon, he was called by the bustard to give a lecture.

"Haruko, what are you running around in the yard early in the morning? ”

Liu Jian stood there with her eyebrows lowered and pleasing to her eyes, peeking at the bustard's complexion, and she drank tea with dignified and elegant movements, like the queen mother of the palace played on TV. In the one-third of an acre of Fengmanlou, she is the supreme ruler, holding the girls' sales contracts, commanding the armed forces composed of nursing homes and training old mothers.

What she said at this time was breezy and light, like a trivial thing that was casually mentioned. But Liu Jian didn't dare to answer casually, this woman was a little moody, what was she thinking in her heart at this time.

Mother Wang sighed, seemed to be quite melancholy, and sat on the soft couch on the side with the support of two young girls on the side. Since she was frightened and fainted by the scene of the vicious dog gnawing the corpse a few days ago, her body has been a little uncomfortable, and her face has become a little sickly.

"I heard Miss Suisi say that you have a lofty heart and are not willing to be a little girl in Fengmanlou. ”

Liu Jian was slightly stunned, but he didn't know how to answer. But seeing that Wang's mother didn't say anything anymore, she just sat there and looked at herself, knowing that it would no longer work to pretend to be stupid. sighed secretly, he treated Cao Si as his own sister, but he didn't think that she would be 'sold' this time.

Thinking about it in his heart, he simply made it clear that this old bustard could still beat himself to death. coughed lightly, and said in a young but clear voice: "Xiao Chunzi wants to get ahead." ”

"How easy is this to get ahead?" said ...... "Mother Wang rubbed her eyebrows lightly, and there was no joy or anger on her face. I just sighed again, and now this woman is a little sentimental. "It's not my mother that I'm blocking your path, do you know that the most important thing in today's examination for fame and fame is your background. ”

"Origin?" Liu Jian frowned slightly, but he was confused by Wang's mother's words.

When did you say that you were going to take the test for fame? 'Getting ahead' refers to becoming a generation of heroes, and every time you run, you are also preparing for martial arts practice and strengthening your physique. But since the old bustard can think so, he is also happy to do so, and he does not need to bother with words and thoughts, and then the conversation continues.

"Xiao Chunzi thanked Wang's mother for mentioning it, but she still wanted to give him a try. If you can soar in the future, you will never dare to forget the kindness of Feng Manlou's nurturing. ”

"You are also sensible," the old bustard smiled and clapped his hands, "It's good to have this thought, Mom, I won't love you in vain all these years." In the future, when you have nothing to do, go to the courtyard of casual thinking, she promised yesterday to teach you piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you want to be successful, you should learn more and not be afraid to suffer hardships and sin. ”

"Yes. Liu Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the old bustard waved his hand, and he said goodbye and left.

Before he went out, he heard the old bustard say behind him: "If you can really give us Feng Manlou's long face, Mom, I will allow you a house and a few beautiful concubines, go." ”

"Hey. Liu Jian wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only bow to the old bustard and turn around and leave the room.

Inexplicably, I received the favor of this old bustard. Thinking about why the bustard called himself today, he unconsciously walked to the courtyard of casual thinking. This time, he was not turned away, but was led by the girl who accidentally flirted with him last time, and went to Miss Suisi's study.

"Martial arts are physical, strong spirit, carrying a gun and leaping a horse can protect the family and defend the country, and the sword and the wind are chivalrous and righteous. ”

Before he could enter the door, he heard the voice of Miss Suisi coming from inside the house. is light and innocent from time to time, and has the soft charm of a mature woman, I heard that she can also sing lyrics, but Liu Jian has never had the opportunity to hear it.

She read the annotation she wrote behind the word "Wenwu", in order not to let her "dog crawler" laugh and be generous, he had been practicing calligraphy for two years. Stopped the girl who was about to push the door in, and listened to the casual thoughts in the room continue to whisper the other half.

"Wen Jiu laughs and talks about the empty valley, and he is a scholar with flying spirit. ”

Liu Jian unconsciously touched his chin, these two poems made up from east and west should be quite literary.

But she didn't think about it, and the girl sighed, and muttered softly: "At a young age, he is so sharp, and he is not afraid of breaking his edge, but in the future, I will teach him to cultivate his own self and cultivate his surname." ”

Liu Jian shrugged, and the little girl beside him knocked on the door with a chuckle, making way for him to walk in.

"Come on, I'll start teaching you the piano today. ”

Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, he seemed to be a little incomplete and said, besides, in the future, we will also be heroes, what do we do to learn from our daughter's family to play the piano?

"How can there be a literati who can only recite poems," casually sat in front of the piano case, fiddling with the strings, "If you want to learn martial arts, you also need to cultivate your own surname; ”

"What about both civil and military?"

"It's even more important to learn," casually shook his head and chuckled, beckoning to him and motioning for him to go over and play the piano. "Poetry, calligraphy, painting, printing, and music, these five arts alone will exhaust your life's energy. It is not easy to talk about both civil and military, but it depends on your talent and hard work. ”

"Hmm!" Liu Jian nodded heavily, just learning the piano, can you still stump my brother?

In order to hook up with women from good families in the future, in order to create the brilliance of the Qinglou, as a small girl in the Qinglou, of course, we must develop morally, intellectually, physically and beautifully in an all-round way. Strive to leave a name in history and a chivalrous reputation.

If you don't do it, if you want to do it, you will be the one who has the strongest martial arts, the highest Chinese martial arts among the literati, and the one who can play and sing the most among the talents who are both civil and military......

It's easy to say, but it's a lot of trouble to do. Just creating an hour's murmur from Miss Suisi made me feel extremely mentally exhausted, and I was quite a little heroic and short of breath.

"It's not so troublesome to play the piano, right?

After the two girls who helped him finish tidying up the room, he dragged his tired body back to the other courtyard, lying on the bed and not wanting to move. Originally, I thought that touching the lyre was just moving my fingers, but it was only when I got into contact with it at this time that I realized how complicated the knowledge was.

Fuqin, from the sitting posture to the position, angle, and strength requirements of the fingers, to the grasp and control of the rhythm, it is difficult to learn without three or five years of hard work. This is not only an elegant art, but also a skill that practice makes perfect.

The smell of wine was fragrant, but it was a little choking when it was close, and he sat up suddenly on the bed, and saw the sloppy drunkard sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the curtain of the door and sniffing the wine in the wine gourd.

"Get up, starting today, I will teach you martial arts. ”

Liu Jian blinked, how did he feel that this was quite familiar? But the dream he had been looking forward to for so many years came unexpectedly on this dull afternoon, and he was dizzy by this sudden sense of happiness.

"Xi, martial arts?"

"Otherwise, I can still teach you to play the qin and paint?" the drunkard snorted and threw the book of "Forging Jade Jue" on Liu Jian's chest, "If you don't do your job, you don't learn anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting if you don't practice martial arts at a young age." Open the first page and listen to me carefully, I don't have time to tell you a second time. ”