Chen Guhong got a chatterbox by his side, he was no longer idle, but it was also lively. At this moment, someone thought of him. After Shui Jianhan met Chen Guhong that day, he was called away by Quan Feixia.
He forgot about Chen Guhong for a moment, but now he remembered him. She was a person who kept her promise, remembering that day she said she would go to Chen Guhong's place to say hello.
So she thought about doing this, but she didn't know who Chen Guhong was, she only knew that he was her father's friend. After pondering for a while, he went to see Quan Feixia.
The current situation is really not very good, Quan Feixia also sleeps very late at night, and feels a little annoyed and hot. When Shui Jianhan came, she was drinking tea to quench her thirst.
She knew that her daughter was a diligent person, and she should be practicing sword at the moment. Seeing her coming to find him, he felt a little strange, and before Shui Jianhan could open his mouth, he asked, "Jianhan, what is the matter for you to come to me?"
Shui Jianhan recounted the meeting with Chen Guhong that day. Quan Feixia agreed with a smile when she heard the words: "I'm a guest from afar, let alone at this juncture, this uncle is going to pay his respects."
After all, Quan Feixia told Shui Jianhan what she knew about Chen Guhong's background. Shui Jianhan felt a little confused when he heard the words: "Mother, he is a scholar, a master of writing. I am a martial arts girl, and I killed someone with a sword. This bull's head is not right, and I don't know what to say when I come to say hello. "
"Although you don't know how to compose and write poems, you can read Chinese characters. You have learned Yan Zishu. So you came to ask for advice with a scroll to show your respect to your elders." Quan Feixia thought for a while and said.
"En." Shui Jianhan replied earnestly, and then went down. Back in the boudoir, I took out Yan Zishu from a dusty bookcase, thinking. "I only read books when I was five or six years old, and I threw away the textbook when I was ten years old. It was so profound that I had forgotten it all. I don't know where to start."
After thinking about it again, Shui Jianhan said: "Forget it. The left and right are just showing respect to the elders. After saying hello, come back."
Not long after, Shui Jianhan came to the door with Yan Zishu in his hand to say hello. It's still early, Wan Zhenglong hasn't come to chatter, Chen Guhong is rarely at leisure, he is very happy in his heart.
According to Yuanyuan, Shui Jianhan is even more happy to visit. So Yuanyuan led Shui Jianhan in.
"Uncle Chen, my niece came to say hello." Shui Jianhan saluted very politely.
"You are very refreshing at such a young age, you are really a son and daughter of the world." Chen Guhong admired in his heart, with a kind expression on his face. Said: "It's rare that you have such filial piety."
Suddenly, Shui Jianhan was holding a scroll in his hand, Chen Guhong was sharp-eyed, and saw that it was a book from the sage Yan Zi. Then he asked strangely: "Your family is based on martial arts, why do you know how to study?"
Shui Jianhan then said: "Uncle, although my family is based on martial arts, there are schools in the clan to provide for study, but the children are all literate, and don't go deep into learning." Speaking of this, Shui Jianhan is also a little shy Of course. He laughed and said, "My niece only knows how to read characters, and I haven't read this Yan Zishu for many years."
At a young age, although neat and decent. But it is not so scheming, the city is deep. Chen Guhong has an exquisite heart. He knew that the niece came here simply to say hello, and the scroll was probably just an excuse to find a topic.
It is polite and decent for my niece to come to say hello. Chen Guhong didn't blame her, and said with a smile: "According to your family's situation, it doesn't matter if you don't read this Yan Zishu, it's just a matter for scholars to gain fame and gain fame and fortune in official career."
Shui Jianhan was a little strange. Thinking, "Isn't this uncle a scholar? Doesn't he seek fame and fortune?" But these words are just hidden in her heart.
Chen Guhong could see it, but he didn't say much. Instead, he said with a smile: "That's why you need to read other books for reading, poetry for cultivating sentiment, character annals for increasing knowledge, and strange talks about ghosts for novelty."
Shui Jianhan didn't understand what he heard, but he listened politely. Chen Guhong paused, then said with a smile, "Let me tell you an interesting story."
After finishing speaking, Chen Guhong moistened his throat and said with a smile: "It is said that there is Dongsheng Shenzhou in the world, and there is a country in the state called Aolai Country, and there is Huaguo Mountain in Aolai Country."
There are also novels and strange stories in Tianyun, but Shui Jianhan is a Jianghu girl who is diligent in practicing swords and rarely reads these miscellaneous books. And the charm of Chen Guhong's Journey to the West needn't be mentioned. Shui Jianhan originally thought that Chen Guhong would tell her some clichés about sages and sages, but when she heard that it was a novel. Gradually drawn in, he pricked up his ears unconsciously.
Unknowingly, Chen Guhong said ten times, time gradually passed, and Shui Jianhan, who was standing upright, also sat down. Seeing that it was almost noon, Chen Guhong smiled and said: "It's already noon, let's talk about it after dinner."
Shui Jianhan just woke up like a dream, and realized that he came to pay his respects, but he heard this uncle telling a story, and he even forgot to eat at noon.
Shui Jianhan's face turned a little red, a little red in the green, and a vivid loli aura rushed towards his face. Chen Guhong felt that she looked much cuter than when she was practicing sword hard.
"Does it sound good?" Chen Guhong said with a smile.
"It sounds good." Shui Jianhan felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to lie, so he said.
"Then let's have lunch here. Uncle Wei will tell you in the afternoon." Chen Guhong said with a smile.
"Okay." Shui Jianhan had to go to practice swords in the afternoon, so he was a little embarrassed. But on the one hand, it was the words of the elders, and on the other hand, the story was very pleasant, so Shui Jianhan nodded and said.
At noon, Shui Jianhan ate at Chen Guhong's side, and in the afternoon, he heard Chen Guhong talk about Journey to the West, and told it fifteen more times. Because it was really inconvenient at night, Chen Guhong didn't let Shui Jianhan have dinner together, and sent her away.
But before leaving, he said, "If you like it, come and listen to it tomorrow."
Shui Jianhan didn't want to finish it at all, but he was also happy when he heard this, and he bowed and left. After Shui Jianhan left, Yuanyuan smiled and said, "My lord, this Shui girl may seem a little tough at first glance, but she is actually a little girl."
"Yes, a little girl who is only twelve years old." Chen Guhong nodded, and then sighed: "It's a pity that she will be a little girl soon, even if I help their family get through this crisis this time. But I can't take care of her for the rest of my life, she is destined to be a Kunwu swordsman who will inherit her father's Kunwu sword. She also knows it, so that's why she works so hard to practice swords."
"Young master, you can teach her swordsmanship, isn't your swordsmanship very good?" Yuanyuan said.
Mentioning this, Chen Guhong's face darkened, thinking of their mother and daughter's sharp and strong personalities. I thought, "It's not that I don't teach, it's that they have preconceived ideas that I'm a scholar. When I mention this, I'm afraid they just laugh."
"Well, let's talk about the story first, and then find an opportunity to give pointers. My uncle has done his duty. Brother Shui, you know it underground, but you should thank me for coming."