Shuanggui Alley was silent, the luxurious carriage was parked at the entrance of the alley, and the coachman was taking a nap outside the carriage.
In the courtyard, Xiuhe was wandering around the kitchen, washing dishes and putting away kitchen utensils very diligently. During this period, he asked suspiciously:
"Lord, what should we do now?"
Pei Xiangjun sat elegantly at the table in the main room, combing his feathers, and looking thoughtfully at the double bed not far away:
"What do you mean?"
"That's what Madam said, um...arrange a beauty to serve Young Master Ye..."
"Didn't you see that everyone in Jingtang has a crush?
"Young Master Ye has such a good personality, so he would definitely be reluctant to let his beloved do the laundry, cooking and menial work. I think you can arrange a maid who is fresh and energetic to serve tea, pour water and feed the birds..."
"grumble!"
Niaoniao agreed very much with this proposal, nodding like garlic.
Pei Xiangjun rubbed Niaoniao: "Do you want to take on this important task?"
"Well……"
Xiuhe blinked her eyes and felt that if she used the chopsticks first, she might be expelled from Honghualou, so she shook her head and said:
"I'm just giving you an idea. The poster is older than Young Master Ye, and I am not older than Young Master Ye. I will marry with the poster and serve my future uncle."
Pei Xiangjun gave a faint "hum~" and looked at the bed again: "Do you think Jingtang's temperament is like a man who can't walk around after seeing a beautiful woman?"
"You can't say for sure. The host's appearance is one of a kind. When I see Master Ye, my heart goes crazy..."
While chatting, there was a noise in the alleyway.
Pei Xiangjun signaled Xiuhe to shut up, and then sat down elegantly like a normal female elder.
Squeak——
The courtyard door opened, and Ye Jingtang walked in. He looked a little absent-minded, but smiled as soon as he entered the door:
"Sanniang, I've kept you waiting for a long time. Xiuhe, stop working, I'll take care of it myself later."
"You're welcome, young master~ You should."
Pei Xiangjun waited until Ye Jingtang came to the room and sat down, then asked softly:
"Jingtang, who is that girl just now?"
Ye Jingtang noticed that Sanniang's demeanor was very dignified and graceful, which was very different from the way she used to act coquettishly. She probably knew the reason and was not surprised, so she responded:
"A heroine I met before, um...hehe..."
Pei Xiangjun just thought he was embarrassed to say that he had been frightened at night, so he stopped asking and stood up and said:
"I have nothing to do, so I wanted to come over and teach you how to shoot. I'm going to Xiwang Town at the end of the month. After that, I have to go to Shuiyun Jiantan to attend the birthday banquet of Mrs. Zhou. It takes more than half a month to go back and forth, and I have to take a boat.
You were just thinking about it on the boat."
"good."
Ye Jingtang immediately got up and went to the yard, trying to pull two bamboo poles from the melon stand.
But Pei Xiangjun had already made arrangements when he came over. He asked Xiuhe to continue cleaning up the house and took Ye Jingtang out to a workshop near Dyefang Street.
The workshop used to make rattan mats, but like most of the industries on the street, it had been abandoned a few years ago. The green bamboos that were originally planted on the edge of the courtyard wall for decoration took root and broke through the soil, and grew into a small bamboo forest in the courtyard, and the ground was piled up.
A thick layer of dead leaves.
Pei Xiangjun glanced around the bamboo forest, pulled out the knife from the waist of Ye Jingtang, chopped two green bamboo sticks of suitable size, shaved off the branches, threw one to Ye Jingtang, and stood upright:
"Jingtang, from now on, I am your master."
Ye Jingtang had just taken the bamboo pole and raised his eyes when he heard these words:
"Master?"
Pei Xiangjun held his head high and held his green bamboo in his hands and pointed at the ground:
"I am an apprentice of the Pei family. You are an adopted son with a foreign surname. You and I have nothing to do with each other. You are a master of marksmanship. How can I teach you if you don't become a disciple?"
Ye Jingtang's eyes were helpless: "Once a teacher, always a mother, this matter is no joke. How about Sanniang teach you some basic moves first, and I will learn to try them first, and we can talk about these things later?"
Pei Xiangjun didn't want to accept Ye Jingtang as his apprentice, but today she met Jingtang's confidante, which cut off the possibility of a 'marriage' between them. If she wanted to keep Ye Jingtang's heart, she seemed to have to be a meticulous person.
A good master...or a foster mother...
Bah bah~
Pei Xiangjun didn't know what he thought of, and felt strange in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he changed his words:
"Forget it, let's talk about this later. Regardless of whether you are a disciple or not, as long as you learn marksmanship, I will treat you as my apprentice. I will be strict where I should be and I will punish those who deserve punishment. Don't worry too much."
Ye Jingtang held the bamboo pole and bowed his hands in a salute: "I have some areas where I am not good at learning, and it is a blessing that Sanniang can point it out."
Seeing this, Pei Xiangjun didn't say much. He wanted to fight with a gun, but he was wearing a skirt and the movements were too big and inconvenient. So he stuck the bamboo pole on the ground, took off his shawl, and opened his belt...
Sui Suo...
Take off your clothes and belt.
?!
Ye Jingtang stood up straighter and wanted to look away, but he didn't think it was serious, so he didn't look away.
Fortunately, Sanniang didn't mean to test him naked. Under her skirt, she was wearing a light shorts made of water brocade.
The clothes are very close-fitting and won't affect your skills, but they can't cover up your heroic figure like a loose skirt.
The skirt is tightened, the chest is naturally high, and the bulging looks very compressive. The waist is just right, and along the waist line downwards, there is a strong hip line and legs, and the overall look is gourd-shaped.
To be honest, this posture is not very suitable for shooting big guns, but it is definitely eye-catching.
Out of respect for his teacher, Ye Jingtang kept his expression unchanged and didn't look sideways. He just looked at the bamboo pole in Sanniang's hand.
Snapped--
Pei Xiangjun slid his feet away, raised his hand and fired the gun. There was an explosion and his momentum changed completely.
Ye Jingtang took three steps back, with no distracting thoughts in his mind and only remaining focused.
Huhuhu——
Pei Xiangjun held a green bamboo pole in his hand and spun around in sync with his footsteps. His posture was smooth and fluid. Then he spun and jumped up. He raised the bamboo pole high and launched a splitting spear, slamming it down towards the ground.
A normal splitting spear can be raised to the top of the head at most and the middle door will not be released.
Pei Xiangjun's splitting spear is completely different from those in commercial martial arts. He almost goes around the back of his head, holding the spear in both hands and slashing down, as if he is splitting Huashan Mountain with force.
"drink--"
A loud shout!
The light bamboo pole, in Pei Xiangjun's hands, is like a steel whip that has been charged to the extreme.
Bang——
When it hit the soft fallen leaves, the thick dead leaves on the ground were instantly shaken away and scattered in all directions, turning into an open space with a radius of more than ten feet.
The light bamboo pole fell to the ground, and the sound was extremely dull, just like a giant object falling to the ground. The sound was not loud, but Ye Jingtang felt that the soles of his feet were shaken.
swish swish——
After the stick was passed, many bamboo leaves fell from high places in the nearby small bamboo forest.
Ye Jingtang nodded slightly, his eyes solemn:
"Good marksmanship."
After Pei Xiangjun took out the gun, he put away the green bamboo and stood up straight, with one hand behind his back, pretending to be a master in the world:
"The word 'Honghua' in Honghualou refers to the red tassel on the tip of the gun; this style is the 'Huanglong Sleeping Way' in the Pei family's "Overlord Spear", which is similar to the spear-splitting style, but the method is completely different. You
Let’s practice first and try.”
Ye Jingtang held the bamboo pole and was about to get ready when he remembered something again:
"Sanniang, I learn quickly, you will do it later..."
"You learn first and then talk."
When Pei Xiangjun saw that the Night Terror had not yet begun, he began to brag about himself and was a little unhappy:
"The marksmanship that I once ranked seventh in the world is not so easy to learn."
Ye Jingtang's eyesight is not bad, and his marksmanship is very good, but like his sword skills, they are all heavy-handed external skills, which require high physical fitness, but in terms of difficulty of getting started, they are really not as good as Qiu Tianhe's metaphysics.
Backhand knife.
"Sanniang, let me count on my fingers. Later you will definitely say, 'Why do you know how to dominate the gun?'. Then I said that you just taught..."
"Practice quickly!"
Pei Xiangjun frowned, like a serious teacher, standing with his hands behind his hands and staring at Ye Jingtang, fiercely, signaling to Ye Jingtang to be more serious...