Hou Zhao, the spring of the seventeenth year of Jianyuan.
The willows are growing, and the begonias are beginning to bloom.
Among the forty-eight villages in Shushan, two teenagers are trying their hand.
One of them was a little older. He was tall and strong, like a hill. He held a spear and a pair of tigers stared roundly. He didn't dare to take it lightly.
The other was only fourteen or fifteen years old, tall and thin, and very handsome. He held a dagger in his hand, and he already looked like a handsome young man just by casually going to that station.
More and more disciples gathered around, and they whispered beside each other.
A new disciple looked at the handsome young man curiously, and asked the person next to him in a low voice, "Which brother is the one who tried out with our senior brother, is he amazing?"
Next to him, there was an old disciple who had started a little earlier and was very good at being a teacher. He shook his head and betrayed him: "Who is this person, you can't guess—hey, they're doing it, look!"
The new disciple hurriedly stood on tiptoe and stretched his neck to look, only to see "Senior Brother" suddenly let out a light scolding, as if a spear and a poisonous snake came out of a hole in his hand, he took the sword-wielding boy in front of him.
The young man casually turned to one side slightly, the whole person looked lazy, and avoided the spear close to him, and refused to use any extra strength.
The senior brother immediately shook his wrist, took a step forward, and put all of his half-body strength on his hands, the spear screamed with a "hum", and the iron rod was shot horizontally. This move is called "Bumping Nanshan", and it follows the path of the "Qianzhong" faction in the forty-eight villages, and it is unparalleled in strength.
The boy who made the sword lifted the dagger upside down, and took a half-step wrong, and then there was a light "choking" sound, and the sword body hit the spear, but he did not resist hard, he walked away with a touch, and the sword body swam again. The boy slid away like a fish, and the boy smiled and said in a low voice, "Be careful."
Before he finished speaking, the other person had already slipped two feet out of thin air. The short sword seemed to grow in the palm of his hand, and he didn't see any big movement. In the blink of an eye, the spear in the hand of the senior brother was pried off.
The new disciple didn't dare to come out after seeing the atmosphere, and the old disciple next to him continued: "That is the eldest son of Li, the nephew of our forty-eight village great master, and his kung fu was trained by the great master himself, and it is our generation. in this one."
He showed his thumbs to the staring junior brother next to him, only to see that Young Master Li smiled gently, not arrogant, and took the stolen spear back to the original owner with both hands: "Promise, thank you senior brother for your advice."
Li Gongzi is gentle and polite, and it is naturally inconvenient to be too hypocritical when he loses. The tall and strong young man retrieved his spear, his face was reddish, he nodded slightly, and said "don't dare", he went down on his own, he walked on his front feet, surrounded by onlookers. Some of them were eager to try and said, "Senior Brother Li, I also ask for advice!"
The old disciple who pointedly explained to the new disciple said again: "Our Senior Brother Li has a good skill and a good temperament. He has always tried his hand and spoke very politely. If you have any doubts, ask him, He will try his best to point you..."
Before he finished speaking, someone suddenly interrupted him behind him and said, "I borrowed it."
The two disciples who were whispering to each other turned their heads and were surprised. I saw that the person who came was actually a young girl. She was wearing a neat bunt, and her long hair was tied up like a man, but her shoulders and neck were not embellished, and she became more slender and thin, not even a hair like a man, her face was very She was fair-skinned, with a cold look in her eyes.
The "Thousand Bells" faction is better called "Peiran Righteousness", but it is actually "rambling", so there is another alias called "Wild Dog School". The eggs could not hatch the hen, and the new disciple suddenly saw a young girl, who was quite beautiful, and was stunned for a while, not knowing how to react.
The senior brother next to him hurriedly dragged him aside, and respectfully said to the girl, "Senior Sister Zhou, I'm sorry."
The girl glanced at him and nodded lightly. Others in the field heard the movement, and when they saw it was her, they all tacitly gave way. Li Gongzi, who was teaching other people's kung fu, looked up and saw her, and suddenly showed a familiar smile and greeted, "A Fei, have you tried two tricks?"
The girl turned a deaf ear, took Li Gongzi as a fart, and hurried away without raising her head.
"Zhou... A Fei? Zhou Fei?" The new disciple's eyes followed her subconsciously and whispered, "She is..."
"Ah," the senior brother next to him nodded, and then reminded the younger junior brother, "Senior Sister Zhou has a bad temper, remember to be polite when you meet her in the future... But she doesn't mix with us, she can There are not many chances to see it.”
For a good-looking girl, it's not a problem to have a bad temper. The new disciple didn't take it to heart after listening to it, but asked curiously: "Senior Brother Li is the nephew of the master, and Sister Zhou is the jewel of the master, so he must have learned kung fu. In the same line, Senior Brother Fang Cai said that Senior Brother Li is the best of our generation, so is he better than Senior Sister Zhou?"
"You also know that she is the jewel in the palm of the family. We can't even hold it. Who has nothing to do with her?" His senior brother replied casually, and then quickly turned his attention to the field, and said eagerly, " Today is a rare opportunity, so I will also go and ask Senior Brother Li for advice on two tricks."
Zhou Fei, the "Pearl of the Palm" in his mouth, shook off the hustle and bustle behind him, passed three guard posts by himself, and came to the small courtyard of Li Jinrong, the head of the forty-eight villages.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Li Jinrong standing with her back to her, holding a whip as thick as a thumb. Zhou Fei's gaze stopped on the whip in her hand, she opened her mouth, and was about to call "Mother" when she heard Li Jinrong say coldly, "Kneel down."
Zhou Fei frowned, decisively swallowed the "mother" back to her stomach, and then silently walked to the courtyard, lifted the hem of her clothes, and knelt down straightly.
Before she could kneel firmly, Li Jinrong turned around abruptly and slapped her with a whip. Zhou Fei's eyelashes trembled quickly, she gritted her teeth and caught the unpredictable groan between her teeth, and raised her head abruptly.
"You bastard, kneel for me!" Li Jinrong roared, "You bully the weak and bully others, and you're still so insufferable! The kung fu you taught you is what made you do this?"
Zhou Fei's face did not change, but she asked in a very aggressive tone, "What's wrong with me?"
When Li Jinrong remembered the unfortunate thing this little bastard did, her temples throbbed in pain, she pointed at Zhou Fei's nose and scolded: "Tiandijun's own teacher, then Mr. Sun was invited by me to be your teacher. You dare to be disrespectful to your husband the day before you study, and when your wings are hardened, are you going to end up with your parents?"
Zhou Fei retorted without hesitation: "That old man is farting in the hall and misunderstanding his children. If I don't slap him, he is light!"
When her voice fell, Li Jinrong slapped her first: "Who are you going to slap?"
Li Jinrong was ruthless, and Zhou Fei involuntarily flicked to the side. At that time, she felt as if a layer of her face had been cut off, her ears were buzzing, her teeth were scratching her tongue, and her mouth was full of blood. .
"Sir, it's just a few words to scold you. It doesn't count if you push him on the spot. He knocked him unconscious and tied him up in the middle of the night. He took off his clothes and hung his mouth for a night. If it wasn't for the early discovery on the mountain today, how could he have died? ?"
Zhou Fei was about to open her mouth to tell the difference, but Li Jinrong became more and more furious the more she spoke. She raised her hand and threw the whip heavily. The girl had a bloody slit on her back, and the whip broke.
This time, the fight was really hard, and Zhou Fei's expression changed. She stared at Li Jinrong fiercely, and squeezed a sentence out of her teeth: "If he doesn't die, he is cheap!"
Li Jinrong almost made her choked when she heard footsteps. The footsteps were undisguised and a little vain. She didn't seem to be a martial artist. She walked all the way, accompanied by a few weak coughs. Daddy Li heard the familiar coughing sound, and her expression suddenly eased. She took a deep breath and slightly put away the fierce look on her face. She turned her head helplessly and asked the person, "Which bastard alarmed you?"
A tall and tall man walked slowly. He was very handsome, with a slightly sick face. He was wearing a sapphire blue scribe's robe, which made his cheeks lose blood, and it was obvious that he was not young. But there is a flair in every gesture.
It was Zhou Fei's father, Zhou Yitang.
As soon as Zhou Yitang heard that his wife beat the child again, he hurried over and looked down at Zhou Fei's red and green back and swollen face, so distressed that his tears almost stopped. But this girl is already very wild and untamed, and it is not easy to discipline. If she is told that she has a backing, she will have no fear in the future. Zhou Yitang can't protect her clearly, so she glanced at Li Jinrong vaguely, and stepped forward to take the mother and daughter. The two separated and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
Zhou Fei was a living donkey, and when her temper came up, even if she made her mother turn into a spinning top, she still dared to talk back and shake her face, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
Li Jinrong sneered beside him: "I think this little beast doesn't cry without seeing the coffin."
Zhou Yitang waved her hand, lowered her head and asked Zhou Fei, "I heard that you had a conflict with Mr. Sun the day before you were studying, because of what? What did he say?"
Zhou Fei kneeled indifferently.
Zhou Yitang sighed and said softly, "Tell me about it, okay?"
Zhou Fei was a little bit soft but not hard. After listening to this sentence, her face that did not enter the oil and salt finally changed a little, and after a while, she reluctantly opened her mouth: "The Four Books of Women."
Li Jinrong was stunned.
Zhou Yitang said, "Oh, the Fourth Book of Women—which one of the Fourth Book of Women did he tell you?"
Zhou Fei said angrily, "Female Commandment."
Zhou Yitang glanced at Li Jinrong again, Li Jinrong did not expect that he was looking for such an unreliable gentleman, and had nothing to say, so he lowered his head and touched his nose in embarrassment.
"The Women's Commandments" is nothing unusual, most ladies have read it, but Zhou Fei is not a girl. Forty-eight villages in Shushan occupy the mountains and pull the flag, and what they do is to fight, kill and kill business without capital - it is a big bandit who is "confessed by the royal family" in the northern capital.
Go to the bandit's den and teach the "Female Commandments" to the little bandits
This Mr. Sun is also quite thoughtful.
"Come and talk to Daddy." Zhou Yitang said to Zhou Fei, then turned her head and coughed twice, "Get up."
Li Jinrong had no temper with him, and whispered to persuade: "Go to the house, you are not well, don't blow the wind."
Zhou Yitang grabbed her hand and shook it lightly. Master Li understood and nodded reluctantly, "That's alright, you father and daughter talk, I'll go see Mr. Sun."
Zhou Fei stood up with difficulty, a layer of cold sweat broke out from the pain on her forehead, her nose was not her nose, her eyes were not her eyes, she gave Li Jinrong a glance, and she said half-deadly, "Walk at your own pace."
Li Jinrong's attitude softened a little, but that little bunny dared to continue provocation, she immediately raised her eyebrows and was about to attack again.
Zhou Yitang was afraid that the two of them would not finish their pinch, so he coughed up a long speech. Li Jinrong's anger was forced back by him, his eyes slashed on Zhou Fei's body like a knife, and he reached out and clicked her with a sneer. Jingdi turned around and walked away.