Chapter 13 Family Law

Style: Fantasy Author: Part seventy-twoWords: 3609Update Time: 24/01/20 03:33:37
The wind picked up in the evening. Su Daoshan accompanied Xi Xi back to her own yard, and then walked around. When passing by the backyard warehouse, I heard several servants working and chatting.

"Did you hear what Niu Laosi said? He drove the second girl and the third young master to the city lord's mansion. Oh, it was so lively. Even the lights on the watchtower were lit, and the good wine and food were as if they were free of charge. , on the ground like running water."

As he spoke, there was a sound of swallowing saliva.

"Of course. We at Yishan City were of great help during the attack on Qiling Gate this time. We said tonight that we were helping the children of the aristocratic families in Huoniu City and Xisai City to calm down the trouble, but in fact, we just did our best to show off our kindness. Name. From now on, among those in Huoniu City and Xisai City, who will not accept our love?"

"Are you stupid? What does it have to do with whether or not those people in Huoniu City and Xisai City appreciate their affection? What's important is that more than half of the sects for this county exam have come. Take this opportunity to invite these sects. It’s beautiful, and I can contact you in advance. When the time comes, I might recruit a few more children from Yishan City!”

"Yes! If nothing else, how can Qilingmen not remember this favor?! I heard that when our people passed by, Liufengjian Lu Xing'an could hardly hold on. Several seventh-level warriors died, even sixth-level warriors. Two of them died!"

"This time, the most glorious and proud one is the Yue family. I heard that Yue Shifeng led the Yue family guards to rush in first to rescue the young masters and young ladies. Even the Snow Fairy in Cold Valley was rescued by him... "

"Well, speaking of which, our eldest master also went together. But this limelight was given to others. I heard that the second young master and the others happened to be at the garrison at that time. You said that with his temperament, why didn't he follow him this time? Go together?"

"They escaped from an attack. The second young master is still injured. Why, you have lost ten carts of food and you still think it is not enough. Let this man go crazy again and throw away the rest. Let’s all drink the northwest wind together?”

When Su Daoshan heard this, he couldn't stand it anymore. He just felt that these people were really bad at talking. Covering his face, he quietly passed by the door of the warehouse and turned back to his own yard.

After going upstairs and entering the bedroom, he saw Pingting making the bed. The slim girl with graceful curves knelt on the bed and spread out the quilt neatly with her hands and feet.

When she noticed Su Daoshan coming in, Pingting turned to look at him, then silently took off her clothes, leaving only her small clothes on, and got into bed.

This is... Su Daoshan took a breath of cold air, and soon realized from the memory image in his mind that this was in a warm bed.

Rotten!

Su Daoshan picked up a book from the desk and pretended to read it.

In this world, there is no TV, no mobile phone, no computer... I go to bed at 7 or 8 o'clock, and there is no night life. There seems to be only one way to be happy... Su Daoshan was distracted and restless for a moment.

At first, he just flipped through the book casually, but as he looked at it, he took it in.

The book I picked up casually was called "Martial Arts", but the content was not a summary of military tactics, but some basic common sense, history and introduction to martial arts practice.

In fact, the things in this book are in the original memory. However, it was only when I opened this book that the relevant memories were awakened and matched one by one.

"The talents of warriors are called spiritual roots, and they are divided into five types: scholars, farmers, workers, merchants, and soldiers. Among them, the spiritual roots are also called Wenling roots, and the Soldiers' spiritual roots are also called Wuling roots."

"Spirit is spirituality, and roots are bones. In short, one is intelligence and understanding, and the other is physical condition... But the most important thing that determines this talent is the different nature of each person."

Su Daoshan looked at it and understood it carefully.

According to the book, warriors have different natures and their paths to martial arts are also different.

Some people are close to nature, naturally like playing with flowers and plants, and have a down-to-earth and gentle personality. Most of these people are Nong Linggen. The advantage of Nonglinggen warriors is that they know the weather, the right location, and are good at taking advantage of the situation.

Some people are naturally curious, ingenious, meticulous and patient. Most of these people have Gonglinggen. The characteristics of Gonglinggen warriors are ever-changing, precise and ingenious.

Some people are calculating by nature, like to be sociable, tactful and have a flexible mind. Most of these people have Shang Linggen. Its advantage is knowing how to advance and retreat, and knowing what to choose.

There are also people who are adventurous by nature and have a strong and domineering personality, even overbearing. Most of these people have military roots, and they are characterized by being indomitable and unstoppable.

When he saw Wen Linggen, Su Daoshan became more focused.

"It turns out that warriors with Wen Linggen are actually the weakest among the five spiritual roots. Because Wen and Wu are basically two opposite paths. Literary people like silence and do not like movement. They are sad for spring and autumn, and they are not willing to fight with others by nature. .

"Therefore, there are very few warriors with Wen Ling Gen who can achieve success in martial arts. Most of them are upright and persevering people. They are the kind of aliens who would not be inconsistent even if they are said to have Wu Ling Gen."

Su Daoshan thought for a while and quickly found corresponding examples from Chinese history: "It should be people like Ban Chao and Chen Qingzhi."

The characteristics of Wenlinggen warriors are that they are knowledgeable and have strong observation, judgment and thinking and response capabilities, and can often anticipate the enemy's plans. What's more important is that Wen Linggen's martial arts style is eclectic, just like the articles, there are some that are rigorous and meticulous, and some that are smart and elegant.

When it reaches a certain height, it even has the strengths of other spiritual roots.

"No wonder when I was in a coma, I heard those people talking about me with Wenlinggen, and they all looked disdainful..."

Su Daoshan suddenly realized in his heart: "A conservative and rigid bookworm, no matter how hard he works, he may only be able to practice something like 'stiff boxing' or 'stiff swordsmanship'."

Thinking about it, Su Daoshan's heart suddenly moved: "The ability to observe and judge..."

"The book says that in addition to looking at whose nature is closer, spiritual root talents also depend on who has higher attainments in the corresponding system, and who will be stronger!"

"For example, a seasoned and successful businessman is better able to demonstrate the characteristics of a businessman who knows what to choose and how to advance and retreat than a fledgling businessman... When playing against each other, they have a more accurate sixth sense and a more unique vision, and can always make the right decision at the critical moment. Avoid danger or attack decisively and seize the opportunity!"

Thinking of this, Su Daoshan already had a clear understanding in his heart.

"Wen Linggen has a saying: 'If the writing fails to convey the meaning, the boxing will not be effective. If the poem cannot be written, the sword will not become an immortal.' To put it bluntly, even if the writing is not good, there will be no success in martial arts.

"But my personality and knowledge are completely different from those of my original self. Let alone anything else, just the education and training I received in my previous life for twenty years, I am not a person who was born in a primitive era of information and even had a gap in civilization. No other teenager in the world can compare!”

"So, this is the difference. It is also the reason why I am so different in my Wenlinggen talent!"

The more Su Daoshan thought about it, the more excited he became.

Understanding this explains why his hearing and vision are far beyond those of his original self. At the same time, he also explained why he could see those light spots on Fan Caiyi and the man in black.

The advantage of Wenlinggen warriors is their meticulous reading and observation abilities, which allow them to discern flaws.

The higher the knowledge, the stronger the natural ability!

Su Daoshan suddenly understood it, just like he had solved a difficult math problem or completed an interesting reasoning in his previous life. He was so happy that he couldn't help but applaud.

However, at this moment, Pingting got out of bed with her clothes on, and was startled by his sudden sound of slapping the table. The girl's sparkling eyes looked very complicated when she saw the book in his hand.

Su Daoshan's smile froze. This "Martial Arts" is basically an introductory book in this world, similar to a children's picture book...

"Master, the bed is warm, you can go to bed." Pingting said softly, and then walked out.

However, as soon as Pingting took a step, Su Daoshan stood up and stretched out his hand to stop her.

"Stop!" Su Daoshan said calmly.

"Master..." The color on Pingting's face suddenly faded a lot.

Su Daoshan snorted coldly, frowned and looked Pingting up and down: "I heard when I came back that there are some unpleasant things being said outside these days, and some people are bullying you. Look now, you are indeed thinner than before I left a few days ago. "

The domineering president template is online!

To solve the problem of the inner house as soon as possible so that he could go on living without any worries, Su Daoshan had no choice but to find another way.

Although this template is a bit shameful to act, it fits the image of a nerd who has no understanding of amorous feelings but has reached the age of youth and passion. I won't coax you, but I can order you not to be angry.

And I can also deflect conflicts!

Pingting opened her mouth slightly and raised her eyes to look at Su Daoshan in surprise.

She never expected that the young master would stop her to ask these questions. Especially when she felt Su Daoshan's eyes falling on the body wearing only white clothes, two rosy clouds flew up on her face.

"What are you looking at me for?" Su Daoshan looked impatient, "I'm asking you a question. Tell the truth. Who is gossiping and giving you a cold look? Is the kitchen shortchanging you?"

"No, no," Pingting said hurriedly, feeling confused, "how can a young lady butler deduct money from us?"

"Of course Eldest Sister won't do it. She's just afraid of villains causing trouble." Su Daoshan said, "Otherwise, you just think about things all day long and deprive yourself."

Pingting's originally clear eyes suddenly became misty.

Su Daoshan knew that pretending to reveal the truth unintentionally was already the ultimate thoughtfulness of a nerd.

He looked like he couldn't help but said: "It's your turn to worry about my affairs. From today on, I will get as much as I am entitled to every month. Give me a good meal every day. Meat and vegetables will be brought back when they are cooked in the kitchen."

"I don't like to eat..." Pingting retorted in a low voice, but her voice was soft, with the usual submissive and coquettish tone. The cold and stubborn energy before was visibly melting away.

Seeing that the heat was coming, Su Daoshan slapped her on the butt.

Amid Pingting's screams of embarrassment and surprise, he snorted coldly: "Just do whatever I ask you to do. I'll turn against you. Be careful, I'm an expert!"

Pingting covered her buttocks, bit her lip, and looked at Su Daoshan unblinkingly.

"I didn't expect this girl to have a slim figure when she is wearing clothes, but has a fleshy figure when she is undressed. The feel is more elastic than jelly. I feel like I can't stop playing it after I hit it. I really want to hit it a few more times..."

Su Daoshan was thinking wildly in his mind, but he snorted coldly on his face: "Why are you watching? I haven't beaten you for a long time, I'm afraid you will forget it!"

Pingting's face turned redder.

No one knows that going back a few years, there was no Huamei, no Chunyuan, or a certain vixen in this small courtyard in Sujiabao. She, the little maid, was the only one accompanying the young master as his body grew longer.

The two get along day and night every day, whispering and understanding each other. It seems that he has noticed something, but he seems to understand nothing.

At that time, the young master had not read so many books, but he was also stubborn and stubborn, and he always studied like a little adult. If the little maid does something wrong or says something wrong, he likes to enforce family laws like this.

But the one who hits is not angry, and the one who is hit is not sad either. The little maid also vaguely discovered that although the young master always spoke plausibly and well-founded, he actually just liked to make excuses...

Memories of the past came back to life, and the blood on the girl's face had spread to her ears.

Su Daoshan walked to the bedside and stretched out his hands: "Remember, you are mine. If you want to bully me, I will bully you. I won't tolerate other people's shame. Humph, these people are so brave! If you are a true gentleman, you can bully them. square?!"

Pingting still remembered that she was originally angry with the young master. She lowered her head and said humbly, walked over to him, undressed and untied him, helped him to bed, put out the candle, and then returned to the outside.

The moon is as clear as water.

The girl sat on the small bed, stroking her cheeks with her hands, feeling hot. The next second, he pulled away the quilt with a mixture of shame and joy, lay down and covered his head.