The rain washed through the blue-gray tiles, gathered in the ridges, rushed to the corners of the eaves, and dripped down.
"After the Waking of Insects, the weather gets warmer and there is more rain. It is best to use oil smoke instead of pine smoke for grinding."
"On rainy days, the air is humid, and so is the paper. If beginners use pine smoke, it is easy for the ink to dry up or it is difficult to control the water. It is much easier to control it with oil smoke."
There is a faint fragrance of ink floating in the room, mixing with the rain vapor outside the window, as if the rain is not washing the dusty roof tiles, but the human internal organs.
Liang Qu took a deep breath, dipped his pen in ink, and scraped the ink three times. The aroma spread on the rice paper.
Si Hengyi stood behind Liang Qu.
Compared with the dog crawl two months ago, the progress is very rapid.
Liang Qu didn't expect that doubling his martial arts talent would also help him practice calligraphy. His finger and wrist strength control was extremely precise. Although he had no personal style, he could make rapid progress in imitating calligraphy.
Anyone who is not a calligraphy connoisseur will think that Liang Qu can write well.
After finishing writing a copybook, Si Hengyi said: "I thought you wouldn't come today."
"Why did Mr. Si say this?"
Si Hengyi chuckled: "The whole Pingyang County is in an uproar. Everyone knows about it. It seems that you have a plan in mind. Can you wait for good news tomorrow?"
Liang Qu immediately understood that Si Hengyi was talking about martial arts competitions, and said humbly: "It's not as exaggerated as having a plan in mind, I just have a certain degree of confidence."
"Then I will rush over tomorrow to have a look."
"Attention Mr. Si."
Si Hengyi nodded and walked to check on other students.
Liang Qu twisted the wolf's hair and wondered.
Did the news spread that widely in one day? Everyone in the academy knows?
The guy who wrote the greeting card really spared no effort in publicity. He wanted to tell everyone in the county that when he came, he would compete with the most powerful local martial arts gym.
Are you sure you will win?
Liang Qu was looking forward to it.
When the rain stopped, he packed up his things and went to the stable. A group of students were walking around Chishan admiring the horses. They were all young people of 16 or 18 years old, and the most important thing was the rare horse.
Some people wanted to touch it, but they were forced back by Chishan's fierce gaze, and their hands were itchy.
There is no doubt that anyone who dares to touch it will definitely be kicked hard.
With Chishan's foot power, people can't fly, they will only have a big hole in their bodies.
"This is a dragon-blooded horse, right? This must be a dragon-blooded horse, right? The year before last, my father and I went to Huaiyin Mansion, and we also saw such a dragon-blooded horse on the road, but that one was black and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Now Look, the red one still looks good, majestic, and so attractive.”
A young man in brocade clothes opened his folding fan, and the cold spring seemed to have no effect on him: "No, no, no, you have to ride a white horse, with a white horse in white clothes and a three-foot silver sword. Only then can you be graceful and charming enough to attract the attention of girls."
"You are so pretty. You have several sachets hanging on your body. It makes me pick my nose. Isn't that disgusting?"
"Bullshit, I'll just hang one today, you're just jealous of me."
"A horse of this size costs one thousand taels of silver, right?"
"One thousand taels? Come on, come on, where did you buy it? I asked my father to pay two thousand taels and double it! You can eat as much as you want!"
"Hey, hey, stop making noise, people are coming."
Liang Qu is five feet five tall, half a head taller than the scholars, and his temperament is completely different.
The core strength of people who practice martial arts is extremely developed, and they are significantly different from ordinary people when walking and standing. They naturally reveal confidence, high-spirited momentum, and full of masculinity.
They were not in the same class, so they didn't know each other very well, but they subconsciously felt that Liang Qu was the owner of the dragon-blooded horse and had similar temperaments, so they all got out of the way.
Being so polite, Liang Qu also bowed his hands, got on his horse, and was about to pull the rope to leave, but was stopped by a young man in Tsing Yi.
"Brother, please stay!" The young master in Tsing Yi stepped forward and stopped in front of the horse, bowing his hands and saluting, "May I ask, brother, is this horse a dragon-blooded horse?"
"Well, the emperor gave me a fifth-grade dragon blood horse."
hiss!
Everyone present took a breath.
Fifth grade!
Royal gift!
Liang Qu is about the same age as everyone else. Normally, he either studies or practices martial arts. Generally, he is not a scholar or a martial artist. How come you can get the dragon-blood horse given by the emperor?
Are all outsiders so powerful?
Are you afraid it's not your ancestor who is attacking the king?
Everyone looked up at the mountain. Most of them had never seen Liang Qu, and thought it was a dragon crossing the river from other counties.
Young Master in Qingyi then asked: "May I ask my brother's name?"
"Yixing Town Liangqu, these are the nine disciples of Master Yang. If you have the idea of practicing martial arts, feel free to come and participate! Yang's Martial Arts School welcomes every student. I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer. Let's go!"
Liang Qu pulled the reins, and Chishan turned around and jumped out, leaving everyone staring at the horse's butt.
"It turns out to be a warrior, no wonder it feels different."
"Yang's Martial Arts School? I heard this morning that they seem to be competing in martial arts today?"
"It's a quarter past noon tomorrow. It happens to be lunch break. Why don't you go watch the fun?"
"Let's go together!"
Liang Qu rode his horse and walked down the street. After about half a mile, he let go of the reins with one hand and slowly touched the Fubo hanging on one side.
With his right leg resting lightly on the horse's belly, Chishan turned into the alley knowingly, and the horse's tail disappeared behind the wall.
Liang Qu silently counted three breaths and stretched out his hand to catch the waves.
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, the spear swept across a semicircle, and the birds on the wall flew up in fright. The black-gold edge pierced the afternoon sun, and the air was broken in half by the gun blade, and the spear point reached the chest of the visitor.
The roar of the hundred-pound gun shocked the other party.
"look up!"
The tip of the gun was raised, forcing the visitor to raise his head in astonishment.
The medicine bag fell, and Lan Tai raised his hands in a gesture of surrender. The shock on his face had not yet dissipated. He did not expect that he would be discovered so easily.
Liang Qu leaned against the wall, shrouded in shadows, saying nothing, just staring coldly.
Lan Tai couldn't hold it any longer and apologized first: "I'm sorry, sorry, I just couldn't help myself. I saw you last afternoon, riding this red horse, and I was very envious.
I went to buy medicine today and came back, only to find out that you are the ninth disciple of Master Yang, my junior brother’s competition partner. I couldn’t help but followed you. Please forgive me. "
Lan Tai went to the medical clinic to get medicine and passed by the academy when he heard Liang Qu say that he was the ninth disciple of Master Yang.
Only when the others came out did he realize that it turned out that the man riding the maroon horse yesterday afternoon was the person that the junior brother wanted to challenge.
Liang Qu raised his eyebrows: "You were the one who submitted the invitation yesterday?"
"My master is the one who wrote the greetings, and I am the one who sent the greetings. My name is Lan Tai." Lan Tai sneered, and he twisted, revealing a small cloth bag, "I didn't do this properly. There are more than ten taels of silver in the bag, all of which are given to the young man as an apology."
It's all because of my own obsession and curiosity.
If he told it, people who didn't know would think he was spying on his junior brother about the enemy, and it would be disgraceful to win.
Why can't I control my legs?
Lan Tai wished he could slap himself in the face.
Liang Qu looked up and down.
He is as skinny as a monkey and behaves erratically, but he is just like the people who came to pay their respects as described by the apprentices in the morning.
Looking at the dozen large medicine bags that Lan Tai dropped on the ground, with the word Changchun written on them, he reluctantly believed what the other party said and took back Fubo.
Lan Tai breathed a sigh of relief, not because he was afraid of Liang Qu, but because he didn't want the other party to misunderstand him.
He quickly took off his money bag and offered it: "These are more than ten taels of silver."
"Keep it for yourself."
Yang Dongxiong's nine disciples even asked for such a small amount of money, it would be embarrassing to tell them.
Liang Qu pulled the reins sideways, turned around, and left without looking back.
"That's a good relationship." Lan Tai happily put away his money bag, picked up the medicine bag from the ground, patted the dust, looked at Liang Qu's back and sighed, "After all, it was taught by the great master. His demeanor is different. Riding Madujun.”
Arrive at Changchun Medical Center.
Liang Qu led his horse into the backyard and found shopkeeper Chen. He raised his hand and gestured: "Has a tall man in gray clothes, who looks like a skinny monkey, just come here to buy medicine? There are a lot of them."
Shopkeeper Chen recalled briefly and nodded: "There is one. Most of the ones I bought are for physical fitness. There are more than a dozen packs. They should be for people practicing martial arts."
Liang Qu nodded, that's right.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. If something happens on the way, come and ask. Shopkeeper Chen, don't worry." Liang Qu rolled up his sleeves and said, "Where's Dr. Zhang? Are you going to learn from him today?"
"Yes, there just happened to be a patient with a broken forearm. Doctor Zhang asked you to try his hand."
"Okay, I'll go first."
The martial arts competition did not disrupt Liang Qu's study plan.
In the morning, I went to practice in the river, hunt for treasures with the four beasts, and refine bones once.
At noon, I went back to the martial arts hall to see Brother Hu and Brother Xu to spar, improve my martial arts, and refine my bones again.
I went to the academy in the afternoon. I had basically completed my literacy. I mainly studied allusions in books. Allusions are used in many exercises, and it is difficult to understand them without any cultural knowledge.
Going to the medical clinic in the evening, Liang Qu could easily handle simple fractures and injuries on his own, and was now reading some simple medical books.
Before going to bed at night, do the bone refining for the third time and never leave the blood until the next day.
When Yang Dongxiong met him, he said that Liang Qu was diligent and conscientious.
Early the next morning.
Liang Qu did some simple warm-ups and then waited in the martial arts hall without even refining his bones to ensure that he was in peak condition.
The atmosphere in the entire martial arts hall was filled with irrepressible excitement.
Playing in the gym, this kind of thing doesn't happen very often.
After Pingyang Town became Pingyang County, the population gathered more and more, and accordingly, there were more and more new apprentices in the martial arts gym.
Now there are a hundred people living there, and the entire backyard cannot accommodate them, so a dozen craftsmen have been hired to expand it.
When Yang Dongxiong first built the martial arts gym, the entire Pingyang County was still a township, and it had already been built on a large scale. Unexpectedly, twenty years later, it was still not enough.
Yang Dongxiong plans to make the martial arts performance venue larger, preferably divided into two parts.
One is for the apprentices to communicate with each other, and the second is for the warriors.
Noon.
The villagers gathered near the Yang Family Martial Arts School, leaning on the wall to watch the excitement. The crooked neck tree next to it was crowded with people.
Some people even seize a good position and sell it to others for three copper coins.
"It's so expensive, how shameless is it?"
“If you like it, buy it or not!”
"Hey, I'm going to cut down your tree because of my bad temper!"
"Stop arguing, people are coming, people are coming!"
