"Dare you ask if you have it?" Chu Li turned around, smiling.

The old man in green pointed at the group of scholars with his fingers.

Chu Li still shook his head.

"No need to talk about it?"

"It's really nothing to talk about."

The old man obviously knew the answer for a long time and kept silent. He slowly opened the book in his hand and murmured. However, there was no word in the book, and it was covered in white.

"The book says that conscience is nothing more than, conscience is just a heart of right and wrong. I don't know whether Yuan Qing has conscience, but I know that Nan Chen has conscience. Nan Chen does not fight for power or hegemony, and just wants to sow a few seeds of study. My pursuit is simple, I have taught all my life, and finally selected so many scholars. Unfortunately, looking at what they do today, I do feel a little regretful, but they are still young. People in the world say that Nan Chen are all weak scholars, dare not send troops to fight, and even the country will perish, and scholars dare not take up weapons to resist."

"What I said seems to make sense, but scholars like Nanchen are too young after all and don't understand some truths."

"Then let me be an old man like me, let the world know that our scholars are not just able to read one or two poems. The so-called "establishing virtue and meritorious words" is not empty words.

"With me in Nanchen, the scholars are there."

The old man started from the first sentence, and the strange phenomena of heaven and earth gradually arose, first with lightning and then heavy rain. The strange thing is that this rain cannot be poured into the old man and these scholars.

Chu Li was at the third place in the martial arts list. He was actually out of the military camp step by step. He was unable to move in the face of this strange phenomenon in the world. He gradually began to fear. He realized that the old man's Taoism was far beyond his expectations. But what?

That day, Chu Li was seriously injured and his realm plummeted. The old man in blue faced a hundred thousand soldiers and fought to save 300 scholars from Nanchen. Then the old man disappeared and it was rumored to have gone to Taihe Mountain.

Now Nanchen has become a state of the Yuanqing Empire, named Gusu.

There is a river surrounding Gusuzhou, known as Green. This river gives Gusu a special vitality. Whether it is farming or water transportation, it gives Gusuzhou the potential to become the number one state in Jiangnan.

Gusuzhou is prosperous everywhere, with only one street exception. That is Yushui Street, which is located in the southernmost part of Gusuzhou, which is precisely the area of ​​the poor. Gusuzhou's "northy north and rich west and rich east and poor south" refers to the fact that the north is close to the wharf, and many idle people gather here, so it is called the northern chaos. The west is because the most important real estate in Gusuzhou is here, and it can own a house in this area, which is also called the rich. As for Donggui and Nannui, those in power in Gusuzhou all live in the east to facilitate their work. However, due to the inadequate development in the south, poor people gather together.

Yushui Street is a representative of the poor in the south. There are seven households living in this street, and the family is barely left, and even the residents cannot even have enough food to eat. The first family in Yushui Street is only a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old. The boy was pale and listless all day long, and he liked to look at him in a daze when the sun sets. The boy was named Zhiqiu, and the neighbor didn't know his surname, so he could only call Zhiqiu Zhiqiu. To outsiders, it seemed that the neighbors were very intimate with this boy.

But the facts are not.

The boy was still staring at the sunset on the roof that day, his eyes slightly buzzing. Some people in the other house were not sure what they were thinking. When a few of them of the same age as him saw him, they quietly hid behind him with a "bang!" and a man with a red mark on his forehead hit the boy. He hit the back. After the boy was hit, he glanced back and narrowed his eyes again.

"The fifth household's An Wu leg was lame yesterday, and the sixth household's Ye Qi's hand broke last month." As the boy said, he jumped off the roof and his eyes suddenly opened, "So, do you guys want to break your hands or your feet this month?"

The man with red mark raised two fingers, and the other teenagers retreated. "Xiao Zhiqiu, why don't you talk about him in the second household?" After hearing this, the teenagers behind him moved their steps forward, with their expressions obviously relaxed a lot.

"Is the silly man from the second household? I thought he was your father, and I kept talking all day long. If I can't beat him, I can't beat him, but it's more than enough to deal with you." As he said that, Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes again and a smile appeared on his face.

The man with red brand was not in a bad mood after hearing this, but suddenly said with a smile: "I tell you Xiao Zhiqiu, tomorrow my second brother said that he would select a few strong men in our Yushui Street and compete with the "Yi Daoke" in the north. He said you are good at your skills and asked me to ask you to go with me, and whether you are a good person?"

Zhiqiu jumped onto the roof again and lay on the roof again. By the way, he crossed his legs and simply stopped his eyes and closed them directly. "Is there any benefit?"

"The third brother knows your preferences. The old man Chengximi's house has prepared a total of ten for you!" said the man with red branding excitedly.

"I don't have enough sincerity." Zhiqiu curled his lips, "If you fight, you will be injured, and you may have to fight to the death."

"At most I will give you three strings of candied haws from Old Man Li's house in the east of the city!" The imprinted man gritted his teeth after hearing this.

"That's the matter of hitting me with a stone..." Zhiqiu started to pop up, opened her eyes and stared at them, with a smile on the corners of her eyes.

"Okay! The second brother also said that he would not blame the past for the matter between Lao Wu and Lao Liu."

"feasible!"

So on March day of fireworks, the "Yi Qi Fist" formed by Yushui Street was established.

After the group of people led by the red branded boy left, a gray-clothed boy slowly walked out of the house. He had a pale face and was about twelve or thirteen years old. He saw that he was no different from a passerby from afar, but a sword mark on his right face was particularly eye-catching. "What are the second brother and fourth brother thinking? Pull you in, they are afraid they have forgotten what happened in the past few years." The gray-clothed boy was holding a branch in his hand on the ground, drawing it casually, and muttering his mouth.

"It doesn't matter to other people. Although I have been fighting with these people on our street for a few years, in fact, sometimes I envy their relationship. When I first moved to Yushui Street, I broke my legs by the unlucky one in the first household. That night, the big stupid man stayed at my doorstep and almost beat me half to death." Zhiqiu sighed as he said, "I, I also hope that there are such a group of brothers who have been through life and death!"

"Ha, Brother Qiu, are you afraid that you will be beaten to death when you meet your second brother next time?" The young man in gray looked cold, but there was a hint of undetectable smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Be careful! Be careful!" Zhiqiu pretended to be exaggerated and booed.

"Brother Qiu! I will tell my second brother what you said just now! Don't worry!"

"Who dares ask?"

"That sentence from Jinyan!" The young man in gray laughed and ran out of the small door.
Chapter completed!