He wanted to pull the second one, but he couldn't pull it open. The little fat man wanted to try it. He drew the bow and set an arrow. He made a squeaking sound, but he only pulled it seven points. When he let go, the arrow flew to the ground.
He smiled and stepped aside; Huohuo took over, his little face turned red from suppressing it, and he opened it only half way, but the arrow didn't shoot out. He slapped it a few times and stepped aside angrily.
Han Shaer continued to practice, gasping and pulling once, and the more he shot, the more accurate he became. An hour passed, and he was panting from exhaustion and sweating profusely. The escort cupped his hands and said, "My dear benefactor, let's go here first, step by step.
The effect will be great!" Han Shaer said sincerely: "Don't call me my little benefactor, it's awkward. You teach me archery, and I should call you master!"
"I can't do it, I can't do it. How can I dare to be a teacher if I don't have any skills?" The escort refused, exchanged a few words, and went back to the house.
In the next two days, Han Shaer studied normally, practiced swordsmanship and archery, and coaxed Bingyue at noon. In the middle of the month, he also got familiar with his own medicinal herbs. After taking Xiaoyao Powder, the bodyguard recovered and returned home as fast as an arrow.
Farewell.
In the past month, my wife has taken care of the escort, and she has put a lot of effort into it. Although there are disciples who cook soup and medicine, the man is rough and often makes mistakes, so she has to worry about it, and even does it herself. The escort does not have a few taels of money.
, the general manager of Tongrentang took care of everything from escorting, eating, drinking and sleeping. He carried a jade pendant with him and took it out twice as a reward, but the lady declined politely.
When the escort just woke up, he was lying on the desk unable to move. His wife was bored and depressed. She often chatted with Gou Shiyun, talking about the world's grievances and grievances, his experiences all over the world, the colorful world of Yangzhou, etc. What interested his wife the most was,
He is also a local figure in Yangzhou, and he especially likes to listen to the stories of talented scholars and beauties. Those legends about Lao Huangli, Nong Yu and Xiao Shi playing a double Xiao ensemble, and the husband and wife becoming immortals; the stories about Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun being Lugu winemakers and growing old and resentful; Yuan Dynasty
The entanglement between Zhen and Xue Tao "has been difficult for water, except for Wushan, it is not clouds"... The ears have long been calloused, and it is no longer interesting. The escort told, like "I have been employed for more than thirteen years, and the cardamom leaves are in early February. The spring breeze is ten miles away.
"It's better to roll up the bead curtain on Yangzhou Road", like "Ms. Xiao's face is so thin that it's hard to shed tears, and her peach-leaf brows can easily feel sad. One part of the world is a bright moonlit night, and two parts are rogues in Yangzhou"...all are full of freshness.
The escort is in his thirties and has extensive experience. He attended a private school in his early years. He has excellent eloquence and literary talent, and the characters are neatly drawn. The wife never leaves the house, and the only common ones are her family disciples, who follow the rules and have no trace of life. Her husband only knows how to use a gun.
Nongbang is also an uninterested person. The arrival of the escort is like a breeze that blows away the madam's depression, and is like a sweet spring that irrigates the dryness of the lady. She likes her so much that she takes special care of her.
I am grateful to Gou Shiyun for his magnanimity, and also grateful to his wife for her meticulous care. She is not a relative, but more than a relative, and I only respect her as a sister.
The escort bid farewell, but his wife tried every means to persuade him to stay, but to no avail, so he held a banquet in the restaurant. Among those present were Huo Huo, Gou Bujiao, Han Chunwang and his son.
Mrs. Gou Shiyun made a toast first, wishing the escort a safe journey and an early reunion with her family. The escort called her sister in reply and wished his wife good health and a beautiful face forever. Han Chunwang made a toast and advised the escort to get over it and find another job.
Let's move on to our future again; the bodyguard reciprocated and thanked the bodyguard for his great kindness. As long as he was alive, he would always obey his orders whenever he was called upon... It was Han Shaer's turn, he respectfully raised the cup with both hands and thanked the bodyguard for teaching him the art of archery;
The bodyguard responded with tea and held the cup with both hands... and then chatted and chatted, arranging flowers and drinking wine. The lady relied on her sister's reputation to talk to the bodyguard very affectionately.
Late at night, Han Chunwang was drunk, and Han Shaer was afraid of falling on the road, so he followed him down the mountain; Gou Bu taught him how to drink, so he was so drunk that he staggered back to the house and fell asleep; the sleepy man came early and began to fall asleep.
Duke Zhou, the bodyguard had a good drinker, but since he was the main character, he drank a lot. He lay down on the desk in the west hall and fell into a deep sleep.
Madam drank a lot, and her heart was hot. When she returned to the empty bedroom, she felt a little empty and sad. She got into bed, but her heart was still hot. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She got up, lit a candle, and looked at the bronze mirror, feeling sorry for herself...
..My husband didn’t come back for six days. Thinking of the tiger whip and the joy of that night, he felt itchy on his body and couldn’t scratch it. He felt thirsty in his mouth. Even after drinking water, his lips and tongue were still dry...
. By chance, the lady put on a large robe, poured a glass of warm water, blew out the candles, walked towards the hall, and whispered: "Brother, are you thirsty? Give me a drink of water!"
The escort snored slightly... The lady sighed quietly, put the teacup aside, raised her buttocks and sat on the table, and said with drunken eyes: "Brother, wake up, sister will bring you some water."