Doctor Qi scratched his head.

Compared to the scribe, he looked more like a civilian, and he was also a civilian with a very strong temper.

"You can call me a fighter. Fight with the sky for endless fun."

Duan Yi raised her eyebrows and looked at the feet of Doctor Qi thoughtfully. Naturally, he did not tell the truth.

"oh."

When Doctor Qi saw her sarcastic "Oh", he was not only not annoyed, but also became excited, "It's this, this! Without this tune, you can't enter our door. Yan Jing, the old dog, picked up Cui Zigeng's wood without any particularity."

"I will never be like him and will fall into depravity. I must find a successor who can inherit my sarcastic mantra!"

He said, his eyes moving, "Of course, if you don't like calling me a fighter, you can also call me a melon planter."

Duan Yi was speechless. She was not sarcastic. She was obviously a good young man.

"The doctor was originally from the same school as Mr. Yan. Good birds chose trees to live in. The doctor should go to find a towering tree. Duan Yi was just a woman in a boudoir. She broke the sky and was considered a thorny thorn. She might delay the doctor's bright future."

Doctor Qi shook his head with complicated eyes.

He said that watching astrological appearance is not to look at the stars in the sky and to determine the appearance of the human world, but to observe the general trend of the world.

There are many great ways in the world, and there are three ways for scholars. The recommendation of a family is short path, the selection of scholars in the imperial examination is the best way, and the technique of the side schools is the small way.

Like Duan Yi's grandfather, Duan Xianggong, was able to pass the imperial examinations by relying on family and by imperial examinations. Now he is the Grand Tutor, and everyone respectfully calls him a slogan. Like the sage Chu Guangyi, even the best person on the path, even if His Majesty saw him, he would call him a slogan.

He failed the imperial examination many times, but by chance, he met his master.

Their three sons are, the eldest brother is the old charlatan Chu Guangyi, and the second brother is the great military advisor Yan Jing. He is the latest in his career.

Now the Emperor Star is dark, and the new birth is two, all in the two south. One is Jiangnan and the other is Jiannan. He has been in Jiannan for a long time and has been waiting for the opportunity. Now he wants to know whether the child in front of him is his opportunity.

Doctor Qi thought, smiled and picked up a big and fragrant melon, which was like throwing a shot put, and suddenly threw it towards Duan Yi's face.

Duan Yi frowned, raised her hands, hugged the melon, and almost smashed her nose.

"You old doctor, you are very bullying my girl! You are forced to hang yourself, and you still think you are a good person. Let me tell you, if you bully my girl again, I will hang a rope on the strongest beam in Jincheng, see if you can hang it to death!"

Zhilu was carrying the melon. When she saw this, she didn't feel any more mood. She threw the melon and ran towards Duan Yi, "Girl, are you okay? These days, I have to be someone else's master!"

When Doctor Qi heard this, he took out a palm fan from behind his waist and slapped it. After delaying this time, the sun gradually rose and the weather became hot.

"Let's do this. If your grandfather comes to find you today and teach you the real Gu family's shooting skills, how about you ask me to be your master?"

The doctor said with great interest.

Duan Yi nodded, "It's not impossible."

When Doctor Qi saw her answer, he smiled and kicked two baskets with his feet, "I've eaten the melons, which is considered a gift from the Master to the students. It's very sweet. After eating, spit the seeds on this mountain, and maybe vines can grow."

He said, shaking the big palm fan and walking down the mountain. Without taking a few steps, his feet slipped, squirting and falling a little.

He was not annoyed, and patted his butt with a fan, limping and continuing to walk.

Zhilu looked at his back and snorted, "Girl, the old doctor will definitely lose this time! Who doesn't know that there are two sets of Gu's marksmanship. Everyone can learn this first set of Jiannan Army, so the common people call Jiannan Army Gu's Army."

"One of the other things can only be learned by the Gu family! Young Master Mingrui is still sick, so he can't feel the mood. He ran to the Duan family's grave and taught the girl the shooting skills."

Duan Yi nodded, punched the melon in her arms, split the melon in half, and handed it to Zhilu, "The melon is very sweet. The old doctor is not good, but the melon planting is the first place."

Until it was dark and I had late meals, no one came to the mountain.

Zhilu had experience, so he smoked mugwort early, and put away the medicine for deworming snakes around him, and lit up the lanterns.

The tombstones at night became more and more terrifying.

Duan Yi carried the bamboo basket and poured incense on his ancestors one by one, burned paper, and placed tributes, "My ancestors are also people who receive regular money per month. Only one serving per month can you get one, two copies a month."

"Or why is there a saying that life is worse than death! Right!"

Duan Yi was burning, and muttering, "It's clear that I cooked the money, the wine was paid, and the meal was chatting with me, so I didn't have a grave. You guys are fine, clean and clean, what's the best thing about eternal eternity? There are so many people living there, and they're so crowded, so maybe they'll have to fold it up."

"Why not have a real thing to bless me to survive in troubled times?"

Zhilu, who was carrying lanterns on the side, listened to these rebellious words, wished that his ears would immediately become deaf. She turned her eyes away with difficulty, but when she glanced at her eyes, she saw a white-haired old man standing in the grass beside her, she screamed in fear.

Duan Yi was stunned, and looked at her eyes and looked over, and was even more surprised.

Who is the person standing in the dark, not her grandfather Gu Congrong?

"My grandfather is here, how are cousins ​​better?"

Gu Congrong walked out of the shadow and nodded to Duan Yi, "The poison has been relieved, but the trauma is fine. As for the one next to him, your aunt plans to take him back to her parents' home to rest for a while. The future is long, so I can only take it slowly."

Duan Yi did not answer the conversation. She didn't know what her aunt's surname was and where her family lived.

After Gu Congrong finished speaking, he suddenly took a quick step towards Duan Yi. Duan Yi was shocked, and in a flash, he rushed over with a tombstone and avoided it.

"What is my grandfather doing?"

Gu Congrong stopped the offensive and sighed, "Mingrui often told me that in the martial arts path, your talent is far better than him. I thought he wanted to gain attention for you, so I never took it to heart."

"It seems that this is true now. Mingrui is very smart and a Confucian general. His courage is not bad, but his martial arts practice is always a bit inferior. Alas..."

Gu Congrong said, heading towards Duan Yi's small thatched hut, "I heard you want to find a martial artist to practice martial arts. My grandfather didn't want the Gu family to have no successors, so he wanted to teach it to you. There was only one thing, if he had a descendant, I had already passed away."

"You need to teach all your life's learning to his descendants, can you?"

Duan Yi nodded.

In the entire Jiannan Road, she could not find a master who was more powerful than Gu Congrong for a while. Although the Gu family's shooting skills were killed and injured...

Gu Congrong was not surprised, "You still want to learn literature, Mr. Huang next to me..."

Duan Yi shook her head again, "Mr. Qi has already relied on me and gave me two baskets of melons as bribes."

Gu Congrong didn't say anything for a long time.
Chapter completed!