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Chapter 22 The book in the hand, the sweetheart

A few days later.

Lin Zhao's sword wound healed quickly and became scabbed. Firstly, the wound medicine used by Chen Yu was better. Secondly, Lin Zhao was a martial artist himself, and a peak martial artist in the second realm. His physique had been polished to be very strong.

His recovery power is far beyond what practitioners in the same realm can compare with, so although the injuries caused by Huang Yueran were extremely serious, he still recovered very quickly.



On this day, Lin Zhao had already started to set up boxing stakes in the yard. After punching the farmer several times, his body began to sweat. At this moment, Chen Yu came in with several soldiers of the Tianchi Army.

He held an old duck in his hand and said, "Lin Zhao, I'll give you some food."

"How embarrassing!"

Lin Zhaodao: "These days, I have received too many favors from Sister Chen Yu."

"It doesn't matter, this is what Chu Shuai ordered."

Chen Yu opened his big watery eyes and looked at the young man who had recovered from his injuries, and said with a smile: "You have become quite strong after training... Not bad, not bad. In this case, let's start executing Chu Shuai's orders."

"ah?!"

Lin Zhao was stunned: "What orders does Commander Chu give me...?"

"Starting from tomorrow, you go to the Marshal's Mansion, and Marshal Chu will personally supervise you to practice boxing. You will practice for ten days in total, and you can leave after ten days." Chen Yu raised the corner of his mouth, smiled extremely softly, and said: "Little guy, Tianchi Ridge

Other children don't have such a special experience. A martial artist who has reached the tenth realm of sea-crossing will personally help you polish it and give you guidance on boxing and body skills. This kind of blessing is something that no one else can ask for."

Lin Zhao was ecstatic: "Really?"

"Well, tomorrow morning, go directly to the Marshal's Mansion. I will help you arrange a place to stay. Don't come back here for the next ten days."

"oh!"

Lin Zhao was stunned for a moment, then looked at the small stone behind him and said: "This side of the small stone..."

Chen Yu smiled, bent down and touched Xiao Shitou's head, and said: "Just leave some more food for Xiao Shitou and let him cook by himself every day. When you were so old, didn't you already learn to live alone?

Yet?"

"okay!"



After Chen Yu left, Lin Zhao started busy preparing ten days of food for Xiao Shitou. He slaughtered the old duck that Chen Yu sent directly, chopped the meat into five parts, dried them in the sun, and ate one part a day. In addition,

, venison, pheasant meat, etc., and also left ten portions. Since the afternoon, Lin Zhao has been busy making pancakes and prepared thirty large pancakes for Xiao Shitou, one for each meal, and he can learn how to stew by himself.

However, the little stone is indeed too small. The sight of one on the stove and another on the stove, cooking on the stool is really distressing, but Lin Zhao can't help it. Going to the Marshal's Mansion for ten days is already uneasy enough.

, let alone bringing up small stones, as this would be too arrogant. Chu Shuai could kill Huang Yueran with one punch, and he was definitely not a good-tempered person.

The reason why Lin Zhao is so impatient is actually very simple. He is very eager to practice these ten days and practice boxing for ten days. Maybe he can break through and become a third-level martial artist. Since being severely injured by Huang Yueran, Lin Zhao has actually been doing it every day.

They all have nightmares at night, and the scenes in their dreams are all the same. The scene of Huang Yueran falling from the sky with his sword, and the sword energy raging all over the sky, make Lin Zhao frightened but also longing for it. If one day, he can also become

How great would it be to have a powerful swordsman like Huang Yueran!

Moreover, after this injury, Lin Zhao also had certain thoughts in his mind. Before the age of fourteen, he only wanted to survive, but after the age of fourteen, he could no longer just limit himself to this, but had to think about how to survive.

If you can live a better life, only if you live a better life and your father and mother are looking at you in heaven will you feel at ease.

Therefore, from now on, he, Lin Zhao, will become stronger! So strong that no one can look down on him, so strong that no one dares to bully him. Only in this way can he truly look at the world with his head raised and his eyes open.



In the evening, after dinner and a few boxing sessions.

Lin Zhao came to the door and took a look, but the figure did not appear.

It seems that Chen Yu will not come again today.

For no reason, the young man felt a little disappointed.

So, he ordered Xiao Shitou to set up a boxing stake in the yard, and after practicing boxing by himself, Lin Zhao took down a hanging pickled fish from the wall, walked to the front street in a hurry, went straight to the bookstore, and then strode like lightning

Went in.

"Boss Qin!"

"Eh?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was reading under the window. He didn't want to light a lamp and read under the moonlight. Lin Zhao was immediately opened his eyes and admired him. In terms of being stingy and frugal, he was not the only one in Tianchi Town. Boss Qin was really

A strong opponent.

"Brother Lin?"

Qin Suihan glanced at Lin Zhao and a bunch of dried salted fish in his hand, enough to cook two meals, and said with a smile: "What are you doing?"

The young man smiled awkwardly, raised the dried fish and placed it on the table outside, saying: "This little fish... Boss Qin soaked it and burned it. It's good for drinking. I... have something to ask Boss Qin for today."

"

"oh?"

Qin Suihan smiled and said, "What's going on?"

"that……"

The young man was a little nervous and said: "Starting from tomorrow, I will go to the Marshal's Mansion to practice boxing with Chu Shuai. For ten days in total, Xiao Shitou will be the only one at home. Although Xiao Shitou is very sensible, he is still too young after all. I'm afraid

What will happen to him if he is alone at home, so if Boss Qin is free, he can go to my house and look at the little stones every day, just once."

"Oh, this, this is no problem."

Qin Suihan smiled and said, "Is there anything else?"

"there is none left."

"oh."

The middle-aged scholar was just under the window, talking to the young man through a wall. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Lin, look at you...do you have someone you like in your heart recently?"

Lin Zhao was immediately embarrassed and stood there squirming. All he could think about was Chen Yu. The eldest princess of the Chen Dynasty was so beautiful that she almost caught up with Sister Bai. Moreover, as a martial artist, Chen Yu

Yu's whole body is filled with a kind of spirit. In addition, he is also extremely gentle. After getting along for a long time, the young man will naturally have feelings for him.

However, everyone in Tianchiling knows that there is only one person in Chen Yu's heart, and it is Chu Huaixi, the commander-in-chief of Chu. Chu Huaixi is an unparalleled hero in Chen Yu's heart and is irreplaceable.

When she thought of this, the young man felt a little sad, but after being sad for a few seconds, she started to feel a little happy again. The person she liked also had someone she liked in her heart. Shouldn't this be a very happy thing?

"What's the point of liking someone?"

Qin Suihan smiled and said: "Don't feel embarrassed, everyone will have someone they like in this life."

Lin Zhaoshen nodded in agreement and said: "Boss Qin, as a scholar, must have a very high vision. Do you also have someone you like in your heart?"

"Um."

Qin Suihan stood up, holding the book in his hand, and stood in front of the window under the moonlight. Looking at the bright moonlight, he seemed to have a certain charm of immortality. He smiled and said: "Students should naturally have people they like, after all..."

He gently lifted the book, looked at the moonlight with gentle eyes, and said slowly.

"The moon in front of the window, the book in your hand, the person you love, the most elegant thing in the world is this."



Lin Zhao didn't understand much, but he felt that Qin Suihan's words were very interesting and worth chewing, so he turned around and ran home. On the way, he recalled his first time with Qin Suihan in his mind.

Meet.

At that time, Lin Zhao was only six years old and a very thin child. At that time, his mother was very ill and could no longer get out of bed, so every day Lin Zhao would prepare and prepare medicine for his mother.

There is a saying in the small town that the dregs left after decoction should be sprinkled on the road, because the reason why people get sick is because the plague ghost is haunted, and if these dregs are sprinkled on the road, and people passing by step on them, the plague ghost will come.

It would be transferred from sick relatives to people who stepped on it, so Xiao Lin Zhao, who was only six years old, walked around the town three times carrying the dregs of the medicine and still did not throw away the dregs.

Finally, he crossed the Baiyu River and came to the back mountain, where he sprinkled the medicine residue in the wilderness.

At that time, a scholar who went up the mountain to collect medicine happened to pass by.

Qin Suihan asked: "Lin Zhao, why did you sprinkle the medicine residue here?"

Xiao Linzhao's eyes were red and he said: "My mother's illness is so serious, I hope she can recover soon, but I don't want my mother's illness to be passed on to others, so I can only spread it here.

I hope the passing birds and beasts can take away some of my mother's illness and help her get better soon."

On that day, bookstore owner Qin Suihan sent Xiao Lin Zhao all the way to the back street. Afterwards, Qin Suihan performed a Confucian salute to Lin Zhao from a distance, although Lin Zhao did not know the meaning of this etiquette.

, but could feel the respect this strange bookstore owner had for him, so for the first time in his life, Xiao Lin Zhao followed suit and gave a Confucian salute to Qin Suihan on the stone bridge.

Lin Zhao has always felt that Qin Suihan is a very good person and the best person in the town.



In the early morning of the next day, I woke up early.

While Little Shitou was still sleeping soundly, Lin Zhao had already gotten up, heated up the broth from the previous night, and heated up a few flatbreads to wake up Little Shitou. Little Shitou looked confused when he woke up.

It was not even daybreak yet, and he couldn't quite understand why Lin Zhao got up so early. Could it be that he was so fascinated by learning boxing from Chu Huaixi?

After eating and drinking, Lin Zhao left the keys to the door lock with Xiao Shitou, then carried his sword on his back and headed to the Marshal's Mansion.

The Marshal's Mansion is not in the town, it is built outside the town. It is said to be the Marshal's Mansion, but in fact it is more like a temporary camp of the Tianchi Army outside the town. Sometimes it is a garrison, and sometimes it is used as a wounded barracks. At this time, the Marshal's Mansion

There were a large number of tents for the wounded soldiers outside the mansion. From a distance, Lin Zhao could hear the painful wails of the wounded soldiers.

Lin Zhao remembered that when he was injured before, Chu Huaixi had just returned from the battle.

It seems that the Tianchi Army did not win this battle.



"Come so early?"

On the wall of the Marshal's Mansion, an old man with a sword on his back sat there, holding several buns in his arms, and asked with a smile: "Would you like a bun?"

Lin Zhao smiled: "Is there any stuffed meat?"

"Picky eater?"

The old man shook his head, but still smiled and threw a meat bun down, and said with a smile: "I'll open the door for you after eating. Chu Shuai hasn't woken up yet."

"Oh well!"

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