"Does the guy get up so early every day? Are you not tired?"
On the dark street, the woman's voice interrupted the running footsteps.
Xue Qing smiled and looked at the woman squatting on the ground and shaved fish scales.
"Aunt, are you tired of fishing so early every day?" she asked.
The woman smiled and shook her head and didn't say anything. She threw the fish that had been cut into the bucket and Xue Qing ran away.
The soldiers at the city gate yawned and didn't even look at her. The only ones walking on the road outside the city were still the old man picking up cow dung. The morning light gradually brightened, and the new day began again.
"You have to finish school early in the afternoon?" Mr. Sige widened his eyes when he heard Xue Qing's words, "How can this be done? How can this be enough time!"
He patted several cases with his husband's anger.
"Do you know how many books you want to read? You need at least seventy or eighty books to pass the county test."
"My memory is still good." Xue Qing said, "If I work harder, it shouldn't be affected if I squeeze out this little time."
Mr. Si Broo stared at him.
"This is the first time I have seen you boastful." He said.
Xue Qing smiled. Although she had never learned the Four Books and Five Classics of the Ancients, she had studied for more than ten years under the examination-oriented education, and the later learning of those she learned was even harder than studying, so she also learned it.
If she had asked her to live her previous life again, she might not have the courage, but now it was really easy to read in ancient times.
"Okay, you have the final say for yourself as a student." Mr. Sihuang snorted, "But if you delay your homework or fail to meet the requirements, don't blame me for being rude... I will break the contract."
"Yes, the students know." Xue Qing nodded and opened the book in front of him, "Sir, give a lecture."
………
The bell to finish the course on Liudaoquan Mountain rang, and the quietness of the mountains and forests was suddenly broken, and the noise of young people was filled with it. Mr. Qingxia, who was sitting in the hall reading a book, frowned and put down the book.
"Is it too noisy sir?" the boy next to him asked hurriedly, "I'll scold them."
Mr. Qingxia raised her hand to stop it.
"Young people should be arguing, not the class time," he said, getting up, walking out and standing in the corridor, and looking down at the society.
The young students either leave together or stay in the society to joke, and the music lingers. At every moment of the year, Liudaoquan Mountain always has different beautiful scenery.
The little boy stood aside with his hands in his arms, frowning.
Who are you waiting for?
………….
When the carriage was driving near the city gate, Zhang Liantang reached out and lifted the curtain to look out.
"Brother, what are you looking at?" Zhang Shuangtong asked, and looked out, "Is there any girl from?"
As the sky gradually got late, the women had already returned home, not to mention how many young people could walk outside.
Zhang Liantang smiled.
"I see if I can meet that top scholar again today?" he said.
Now when it comes to the three words "Zhuangyuan Gong", it has a special reference in Chang'an City, and Zhang Shuangtong laughed.
"The top scholar is idle," he said.
The top scholar is not idle now, and Xue Qing has been staging in the Guo family's school field for a long time.
Her legs had already started to shake, and a raspy smile rang in her ears.
"Boy, what about sieve brans."
"No, just kneel down."
This is Guo Zi'an and Guo Ziqian laughing with a group of servants. Guo Zi'an jumped over and stood in front of Xue Qing, with his hips and a belly-sagging waiting for Xue Qing to kneel down.
Xue Qing finally held on for another moment, and ended up kneeling on one knee... It was no longer standard to hold on.
"Grandson is not a favor." Guo Zi'an shouted with a laugh.
The other servants also stood up and squeezed and laughed.
Xue Qing ignored it and stood up and nodded to the martial artist beside him.
"I was not skilled at first, but I will stand better and better in the future." She said.
This child is quite able to comfort himself, and Mr. Zhou doesn't know what to say.
"Okay." He said, "Young Master Xue is already very good for the first time."
Xue Qing nodded.
"What will we practice next?" she asked.
Mr. Zhou said oh.
"Come with me to drive the pilings," he said.
Xue Qing followed Mr. Zhou.
"Don't hurt your hands, you can't write. It's not said that we delayed you from being the top scholar." Guo Zi'an shouted.
Xue Qing looked at him and smiled.
"Thank you, Mr. Zian," she said, "I will be careful."
Guo Zian spat.
Xue Qing and the martial artist learned the simplest and most basic movements. Guo Zi'an mocked him. Xue Qing didn't think he was angry and had no reaction. He became impatient and took the servants to fight with swords, guns, swords and halberds, and was determined to ask Xue Qing to see what real kung fu is.
After walking down the weapons, Guo Zi'an simply took off his shirt.
Although he is only fourteen years old, he is not as thin as a child. He has trained all his small muscles.
I don't know if it was the spring breeze or what happened, Guo Zian felt a chill inexplicably, and subconsciously turned around, seeing Xue Qing standing aside at some point, he was indeed watching.
"What are you looking at? If you want to learn this, you can dream." He said with his chest straightened.
Xue Qing smiled.
"My martial arts practice today is over, I'm leaving," she said.
Guo Zian sneered.
"If you want to get out, get out, I'm not familiar with you." He said, and he thought of something as soon as he finished speaking, and his face changed.
Xue Qing had already reached out to him.
"Today's money..." she said.
Guo Zian took the three money handed over by the servant and threw it to the ground.
Xue Qing picked it up without changing her face and turned away. She didn't care about politeness with a child, and it was not her who was even more angry...
Guo Zian spat heavily behind his back, swinging the hammer and making a sound, as if this was the only way to vent his anger.
………
The night was dark, Nuannuan, who was dividing the line, had fallen asleep on the small table, and Xue Qing finally put down her pen.
"Are you finished writing?" Xue's mother asked, "Are you tired? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
"Mom, go to bed quickly, don't have to study with me." Xue Qing advised again.
"I'm idle and idle, and I can't go to bed so early." Xue's mother smiled, packed up her spinning wheel, and rushed Nuannuan to sleep. She looked up at Xue Qing walking out, "What are you doing?"
"I also need to practice the kung fu taught by Master Zhou Wu." Xue Qing said, and turned around and reminded him again, "Mom, you go to bed. I will go to bed after practicing."
Those skills are nothing more than horse stance and boxing, and Xue’s mother doesn’t care.
"My son will go to bed after a little exercise. He is so tired and he has to get up early." She said.
Xue Qing walked to the yard and started stance. Xue's mother cleaned up and walked out and took a look. She went to rest. The lights in the room went out and darkness enveloped the courtyard.
The stars gradually shine like eyes, blinking. Through the night, you can see that the young boy who was originally staging his horse in the courtyard had changed into strange positions, slowly stretched his body, and made movements that Master Zhou Wu had never taught.
She took advantage of the provocation of Guo Zi'an's brothers to enter the Guo family's school and chose a martial arts teacher. What she wanted was not to learn the Guo family's kung fu, but an explanation.
Explain why she recovers one day in the future and shows her skills.
Chapter completed!