Liang Qu turned around and looked at his house.
It is only ten meters long and tall, and only looks slightly larger with the surrounding short courtyard wall.
Several corners of the old tiled roof were covered with thatch to keep out the rain, and the dirt on the ground had long been pitted.
Unexpectedly, he rejected Xue Chengquan, went around in circles, and then came back again.
Liang Qu didn't refuse anymore. If he couldn't go home at worst, he would go to the martial arts gym.
As for the officiant, it was not a hassle, but it was also an opportunity to show his face, so he agreed.
I once again expressed my gratitude to the old man Chen Zhaoan, and the group went back in great force.
After finally getting some free time, before Liang Qu could close the door to practice martial arts and check his income, there was a knock on the door again.
When I opened the door, I saw that Uncle Chen had come back from selling the fish to split the accounts.
Chen Qingjiang looked excited. He took out a few silver beans from his bag and put them on the table. He danced and talked about selling fish: "Five hundred and sixty-seven yuan! Then Lin Songbao heard that it was your fish, so he gave me five yuan directly. Money, five qian, is half a tael! We made half a tael in one day!"
Seeing Uncle Chen in such high spirits, Liang Qu was in a better mood. He divided the silver particles on the table into two halves and pushed them away: "Then it's five to five cents as agreed, you two cents and five cents, and I two cents and five cents. "
"That won't work, that won't work. Two qian and five is too much. I can't ask for it. Just one qian. I'll just take one qian." Chen Qingjiang took out one of his half and put it back in his bag.
"Uncle Chen, didn't we agree on a 50-50 split from the beginning, and now you want me to break my promise? Isn't this setting me up for injustice? Isn't it going to harm my reputation if word spreads?"
Liang Qu had figured out Uncle Chen's character, so he was not polite and just suppressed him with righteousness.
At two cents and five cents a day, if you can save at least two cents a day, the money for Uncle Chen's Medical Clinic will be repaid in four or five days.
As expected, Chen Qingjiang fell into this trap and his face wrinkled up. He had never read the book, but he had heard a lot of stories. Most of them were about people who sacrificed their lives for the sake of justice. He was immediately frightened and had to accept it. Down.
"I'm really sorry. It's time to have dinner now. Uncle Chen, would you like me to have a meal at your house?"
"Okay, okay, I'm going to ask my mother-in-law to cook more food."
...
Early the next morning.
Liang Qu then saw that Xue Chengquan had sent someone to set up a simple porridge shed beside the pier.
The thick vegetable porridge was steaming in the cold wind, and people lined up, shivering, to receive the porridge.
There were the children, women, lame old men, and toothless old ladies that we had seen in the alley. There were also many people who were putting dust on their clothes and sneaking in, but they were kicked out by Lin Songbao who was standing aside.
He was here to help. Lin Songbao knew who was really poor and who was pretending to be poor in the town.
"You idiot, you come here to eat and drink. Do you know whose stall this is? Brother Shui! Liang Qu! Who is that? Master Yang's personal disciple, the future master! Come here if you are not afraid of death. I can hide it from you, Mr. Lin." , I guess this is it!”
Lin Songbao gave a thumbs up and shouted to the crowd.
Liang Qu laughed out loud when he heard it. He didn't come close. After a few glances, he chose to leave.
In the afternoon, Liang Qu put on his waistband and arm guards, found some clean clothes and put them on, then followed the motorcade to Shanghu Academy. Through the old man who signed up to meet the day before yesterday, he found his teacher. He started with reading and learned everything. It's something similar to the Disciple's Rules and the Three-Character Classic.
Sitting on his seat, Liang Qu saw a group of children around him who were only seven or eight years old, with the oldest no more than twelve or thirteen, and felt quite helpless.
He is an "elderly student" when he is literate at this age.
Fortunately, Liang Qu, who had received a systematic education and had been admitted to a prestigious university, had a strong learning ability. In addition, there were many similarities in the writing of this world, so he could read very quickly, so fast that the teacher could not believe it.
"Liang Qu, have you really never attended a private school before?"
"Yes sir, I have been a fisherman since I was a child and never went to school. However, I passed by various shops and often figured them out, so I knew some of the words. For example, Wufangzhai, I memorized it after passing by it a few times."
The teacher labeled Liang Qu as studious and said with emotion: "If you give up martial arts and turn around to get fame, you might achieve something."
The little kids on the side all looked at him with admiration, which made Liang Qu very embarrassed.
Appearing as a saint in front of people is not a manifestation of the Dharma, and it doesn’t give you any sense of accomplishment.
"You are a warrior, so you have additional learning tasks. Since you have a good foundation, maybe you can try reading these two books. If you don't understand, you can ask me."
The teacher handed over two stacks of books, one was "Annotated Edition of Hao Mutang Miscellaneous Notes" with six volumes, and the other was "Yu Guanxiu, Feelings of Fate" with two volumes.
Dashun built the country with martial arts. Even scholars who have never practiced martial arts have a deep understanding of martial arts. There are even great scholars who have the power to wake up the martial arts masters on the spot.
Liang Qu took the book with both hands and briefly looked through the catalog.
Both books are works by Zhenxiang realm warriors. The former is a compilation of what the author has seen and heard in his life and his friends. It mainly talks about the characteristics of various spirits, the identification of herbal medicines, and the adventures of spiritual treasures. Because it is an experience from a personal perspective, it is easy to read. Quite interesting.
The latter is also almost the same, except that this warrior is more advanced in his era, tells many battlefield experiences, and his understanding of warrior training, and the description of some realms is more accurate and in place.
For example, in the galloping horse realm, at its peak, you can pull dozens of galloping horses without moving. What kind of horse is this horse?
Are they all horses with blood, or are they all bad horses? Are they big horses or small horses?
In fact, it is a very vague adjective.
"These two books are just introductory books. There are many more that follow. They are all worth reading. Most of the records about spirits and monsters in them are correct. If they are incorrect, there are also annotations left by later generations. They are all based on the experience of previous generations. Very precious.
You can try to read it first and take it back to read, but be sure not to damage it, otherwise you will not only have to pay the original price, but also make up for the cost of disrespectful books, because handwriting costs one or two silver per volume. "
Liang Qu nodded seriously, thinking that it is not easy for a martial artist. Without any knowledge, he would not be able to learn anything. He could not understand the secrets of martial arts. He could not recognize the treasures of heaven and earth. If he was unlucky, he would encounter some strange spirits. I don’t know what to do. Process it and maybe send it.
For several days, Liang Qu traveled between Pingyang Town and Yixing City, reading and practicing calligraphy.
He didn't go to the martial arts gym. The time required to clear the level in 20 days was shortened to less than five days. It was too exaggerated. It would be better to wait for two days before going.
In the town, the incident involving Mr. Lu gradually faded away. It seemed that the mountain ghost had disappeared, and the mood of the townspeople gradually calmed down.
The only strange thing is that when Liang Qu was studying the "Annotated Edition of Haomutang Miscellaneous Notes", he found relevant records about the mountain ghost. It said that this monster usually eats once every two days, so it should not be silent for such a long time.
But no matter what, it's always a good thing that no one dies.
Liangqu is also not under a dangerous wall. When traveling between the two places, people try to avoid taking land routes and take boats by water.
Pingyang Town is not located next to the Jianghuai River, but the waterways between the two places are connected.
There is a winding tributary of the river that runs through the entire town, seven or eight meters wide and more than ten meters deep. It is the one at the entrance of Langyun Tower, with a south stone bridge.
According to the older generation, it was caused by a giant dragon crossing the border. It is extremely winding, making the waterway longer than the land route. In addition, there is also a fishing pen at the pier in the town. If you want to enter the town to sell fish, you must first pay a sum of money to cross the river. , for which fishermen rarely go.
For safety reasons, Liang Qu was willing to pay more tolls.
In the meantime, he also went out on two boats, following the two beasts to search for other treasures. The treasure plants were hidden near the waters of Yixing City, but unfortunately they found nothing.
Maybe there will be a response if he never forgets it. One day, Liang Qu turned his wrist while copying the copybook and received an immovable message in the link.
