Song Ruoyu walked out and saw Song Jiuxi standing in the yard holding the cloud-quenching gun.
Now that Song Ruoyu saw the spear, he felt pain in his legs again. He took two steps forward and stopped walking. His legs were too weak to walk.
Song Jiuxi stood with a gun, the tip of the gun touching the ground, emitting a cold light.
Song Jiuxi said coldly: "Come over here."
Song Ruoyu had a reluctant look on his face, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Song Jiuxi despite the anger in his eyes.
He walked up to Song Jiuxi in a jittery manner, glancing at the Cloud Quenching Spear, fearing that the spear would break his legs again.
"Song Ruoyu, have you ever seen Ling Yun's shooting?"
Song Ruoyu muttered: "How have I seen this before? I am a scholar, not a martial artist..."
The Cloud Tempering Spear suddenly flew into the air. Song Jiuxi jumped into the air and grabbed the handle of the gun. His figure was like a flying swallow or a swimming dragon. The sharp wind of the gun swept across Song Ruoyu's cheek. At that moment, there was only a red shadow and a spear in Song Ruoyu's eyes.
The spear broke through the air, and the movement of the spear was fierce and fierce. It swept across and penetrated like a biting cold wind or like a huge wave in the sky.
Contrary to the powerful shooting skills, the silver gun in Song Jiuxi's hands was as soft as the fingers and as light as the wind.
The red clothes are flying, and the figure is charming.
Song Jiuxi's eyes were as firm and calm as ever. Through the dark eyes, he seemed to see the sea as calm as the night.
After a set of marksmanship, Song Jiuxi put away her gun and stood in front of Song Ruoyu.
"This is Lingyun's execution."
Song Ruoyu looked at her blankly, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.
Song Jiuxi said: "Mom didn't have time to teach you before. If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"I don't want to learn." Song Ruyu snorted, "I am a scholar, and scholars rely on knowledge to speak, not on these things of fighting and killing."
After Song Ruoyu finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Song Jiuxi's face. There was no angry look on Song Jiuxi's face.
Song Jiuxi was silent for a while, thinking that maybe Song Ruoyu didn't like practicing martial arts, so she said: "Since you want to study, then I will teach you how to read."
Song Ruoyu sneered: "Song Jiuxi, you haven't forgotten how angry you were that my master didn't want to teach you, right? At your level, you still want to teach me? Do you know who my teacher is? I
The teacher is Zhang Shoufu of the cabinet."
Song Ruoyu looked at Song Jiuxi with a sneer, a look of contempt on his face.
Song Jiuxi's face was pale. Song Wanwan secretly took away those masters, but she turned out to be angry, so that no master was willing to teach her.
Song Wanwan wanted to see Song Jiuxi being disliked by others. At that time, Song Jiuxi did not want to please those wives who already hated her, so she did not explain the rumors that Song Wanwan had stirred up.
Yan Shubai said before that she could use the study as she pleased, so Song Jiuxi took Song Ruoyu directly into the study.
"Song Jiuxi, didn't you hear what I said? I don't want to learn from you, so let me go quickly. When my father comes back and he beats me, you will see how he teaches you..."
Song Ruoyu followed Song Jiuxi impatiently, talking non-stop. When he entered the study, he suddenly saw Yan Shubai inside.
He was like a mouse meeting a cat, his words were suddenly choked. He shrunk his neck and followed Song Jiuxi carefully.
Song Jiuxi didn't expect Yan Shubai to be in the study. Usually at this time, Yan Shubai would lie on the bed with a pale face.
She was stunned for a moment and asked: "Do you want to read here? Then I will take him away."
"No, you can use the study." Yan Shubai put away the map in his hand. Song Jiuxi glanced at it accidentally and found that it was the map of Beidi.
Yan Shubai pushed the wheelchair and handed over the table to Song Jiuxi. Song Jiuxi glanced at Song Ruoyu: "Why don't you come over?"
Song Ruoyu hurriedly walked over, he wanted to see what Song Jiuxi could teach him.
Don't even know the words when he arrives, yet you come to make a fool of yourself and say you want to teach him.
Song Ruoyu was full of resentment, and his face was full of impatience and boredom.
Song Jiuxi picked a few suitable books from the bookshelf. She was going to take a test to see what Song Ruoyu had learned so far, so that she could know where she should start teaching.
At this time, Yan Shubai suddenly said: "Do you want to teach your brother how to read?"
Song Jiuxi didn't raise her eyes and said "hmm" directly.
Yan Shubai pointed to several other books on the bookshelf and said, "These books are more suitable for my younger brother to read at his age."
Song Jiuxi looked at the books he pointed at and found that they were indeed more suitable.
Song Ruoyu sneered in his heart after hearing what Song Jiuxi and Yan Shubai said. Yan Shubai actually believed that Song Jiuxi could read and write, so she might as well believe that he could stand up on his own.
Song Ruoyu stood beside Song Jiuxi unwillingly, and Song Jiuxi asked: "How far have you read these books?"
Song Ruoyu pointed to a few pages casually, without even reading what the book said, because he felt that Song Jiuxi couldn't understand it at all.
Now that she is pretending to be an eldest sister in front of him to teach him a lesson, it depends on whether she is qualified.
Except for the second sister, there is no woman in the world who is qualified to teach him.
If he asked his second sister about these knowledge, she would definitely know everything. Why should Song Jiuxi teach him?
Song Jiuxi turned to a page and said, "Since you said you have read it all, then recite this page again."
Song Ruoyu rolled his eyes. He knew that Song Jiuxi didn't know anything, and what she called teaching him was actually asking him to endorse it.
"Song Jiuxi, can you please stop showing off? If you don't know it, you just don't know it. Why don't you let the second sister teach me."
Song Jiuxi glanced at him indifferently, and then said: "The so-called person who cultivates his body is to correct his mind, and his body is angry..."
Song Ruoyu watched Song Jiuxi finish reciting blankly, and then reacted and said: "What's so great about this? It's just reciting, who can't do it?"
Song Jiuxi knew that Song Ruoyu was dissatisfied with her, so she covered the book and said, "Then you test me."
Is Song Jiuxi crazy?
When had she read a book seriously? She couldn't even recognize all the words in it, right?
Song Ruoyu didn't believe it, so he picked out a book at random and turned to a page at random.
Song Jiuxi said: "There is a great way to make money. There are many people who make money, and there are few people who eat it..."
Song Ruoyu didn't believe in evil and changed another book.
"When Emperor Gaozong visited the sun, there were more and more pheasants. Zu Ji said..."
Song Ruoyu's eyes opened wider and wider. He flipped through the book quickly, and Song Jiuxi memorized it even faster. In the end, he simply talked nonsense about a page of the book, and Song Jiuxi also memorized it.
He looked at Song Jiuxi in disbelief. He was shocked but didn't want to admit that Song Jiuxi, who had always been looked down upon by him, could do this.
He scratched his head and said, "It's just memorization. This, this is nothing special."
Song Jiuxi said: "It's really nothing special, I just have a photographic memory."
Song Ruoyu: "..."
Yan Shubai, who had not left at the side, burst into laughter. Song Ruoyu looked at him and quickly looked away.
After Song Jiuxi finished his attack, he continued: "Song Ruoyu, if you can't even recite these, then all the books you have read over the years have been fed to dogs."
Song Ruoyu gritted his teeth, looking extremely frustrated.
After seeing that he was done attacking, Song Jiuxi began to seriously examine Song Ruoyu's knowledge.
Unexpectedly, Song Ruoyu didn't know anything about it, and Song Jiuxi's face turned dark in the end.
"What exactly have you been reading these past few years?"
Song Jiuxi became angry. How could she think that Song Ruoyu was so bad at reading? She thought that Song Wenzhi would at least not let his only heir lose his studies, but Song Ruoyu couldn't even read the most basic books for a scholar.
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And that Hanshan Academy, what they usually teach can make Song Ruoyu's knowledge so poor.
Song Jiuxi was furious and forced Song Ruoyu to study hard. Song Ruoyu wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't do anything.
Reading, which I was most proud of, was tortured to a pulp in front of Song Jiuxi.
But even the second sister has not learned the books that Song Jiuxi knows.