An hour later.
Sima Qiu's thatched house was erected again, and the prince's people helped him build a bed and brought new quilts.
The yard was filled with villagers and children, who were waiting expectantly for the prosperous teacher to distribute gifts.
Shiba was dressed in Duan Gua, running back and forth nimbly, arranging all the gifts neatly, and then handing them over to the villagers one by one.
"I am eighteen, Mr. Sima's godson."
"Thank you all for taking care of my godfather over the years. I also ask all fellow villagers to accept these gifts as a way of repaying your kindness."
"What did the young master say? If it weren't for Mr. Sima these years, there wouldn't even be a single literate person in our village."
"Yes, we should be the ones thanking Mr. Sima."
The villagers still respect Mr. Sima very much.
After all, he is the only intellectual in the village, and he has taught their children to read in recent years.
Sima Qiu also bowed to the villagers, expressing their care for him in the past few years.
If there were no villagers, he would probably starve to death, and how could he be so prosperous as he is today.
The villagers happily hugged the gifts and rushed home. Of course, they would not use these gifts, but they could sell them. They would be enough to provide them with firewood, rice, oil and salt for the past six months.
"Fuck...Dad, a big shot is coming later. Just hide in the house and don't come out. I'll handle it."
They had discovered before that there was a group of people hiding in the woods opposite, and the young master gave him instructions.
Sima Qiu nodded, he had to listen to this boy's words.
Despite his young age, he was an old and ruthless man. I heard that he chased his enemy thousands of miles away, and he was stunned to be killed.
Sure enough, after half a stick of incense, Wang Gui came to the door with a group of people.
"May I ask, are you here to find my godfather?"
"I'm really sorry, my godfather has gone to bed, please leave!"
Shiba blocked everyone who wanted to enter the house, cupped his fists and replied with a smile.
Wang Gui stood next to the steward. The steward clasped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "I came here today just to see you, sir, and to ask you to inform me."
Shiba smiled brightly and said: "Don't waste your efforts. As the saying goes: words must be followed and actions must be resolute. My godfather is such a person. He has already promised others."
"Sir, we came here today not to invite the old gentleman to come out, but because we heard that the old gentleman was extremely talented and knowledgeable, so we came here specifically to ask for advice."
Shiba laughed, very happily, just as the young master said.
"Oh, I see, it turns out you are here to cause trouble."
"My godfather gave instructions before he went to bed. If anyone comes, please let me convey a message."
Wang Gui frowned. As expected, the hermit suddenly guessed that someone else was coming.
The housekeeper quickly asked: "Excuse me, what are you talking about?"
"Last year, a drop of lovesickness tears have not reached my ears yet."
The housekeeper was confused and immediately looked at his master.
Wang Gui's face turned dark instantly. This old guy actually called him a big face.
Also, someone has already promised the prince, but he still comes to ask for advice. Isn't this humiliating himself?
However, this curse poem is still very well written.
Could it be said that this person is really an expert hermit?
He wanted to meet this person even more.
"Everyone, please go back. My godfather doesn't like noise!" Shiba said, turning around and walking back into the house.
The housekeeper looked at Wang Gui again. Wang Gui was so angry that his teeth were itching. What can I do with you?
"Young Master, please wait..."
Shiba turned around and frowned: "Excuse me, is there anything else?"
"Everyone, the sage once said, wouldn't it be great to have friends come from far away? But my godfather also said that when friends come, there is good wine. If the jackal comes, hum..."
Uh-huh!
A dagger was swung out in an instant, taking away the butler's hat and nailing it to the fence, still dancing.
ah……
The housekeeper was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, his body trembling, and even Wang Gui was startled.
But for Wang Gui, who had experienced strong winds and waves, he was frightened for a moment and quickly calmed down.
Such powerful skills, even the top masters of Jinwu Guard don't have such skills.
He was even more convinced that this hermit was a peerless master.
Otherwise, how can we train such a godson who is both civil and military?
"Aren't you guys going to leave?" Shiba was also angry. This group of people couldn't be scared anymore. The young master's things were about to be used up!
So, he took retreat as an advance, slowly walked towards Wang Gui, and said with a smile: "You are the rightful owner, right?"
"Okay, since you are here to ask for advice today, on behalf of my godfather, I will compete with you, in both civil and military fields, whatever you choose."
Wang Gui laughed. This young man's words are really humorous. With your skills just now, do I dare to choose a martial arts competition?
"We are all gentlemen. It would be boring to wield swords and sticks."
Shiba thought of the young master's words that he should take a preemptive strike in front of people and things, so he smiled and said: "How about comparing it to writing poetry?"
"You are the elder, so naturally you should give way to the younger generation first."
"Juniors come first..."
He walked to the fence post, held the dagger in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then laughed and said: "Zhao Keman and Huying, Wu Gou and Shuangxueming..."
"Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When it's over, dust off your clothes and hide your merit and fame..."
"Even if the bones of a dead hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of the world's heroes. Who can write your Excellency, the White-headed Taixuan Sutra?"
Wang Gui: "..."
What a young man with both civil and military skills!
Obviously I am writing about knights, but in fact I am expressing the heroic ambitions of young people, who do not want to be like Yang Xiong and die in a pile of books all his life.
There are really not many young people who are both talented and ambitious.
"May I ask, sir, what is the name of this poem?"
"Let's call it "Xia Ke Xing"!"
Wang Gui took a deep breath. He couldn't invite the old man today, so he must invite this young man with both civil and military skills. He was exactly the talent the King of Yue needed.
"Sir, are you willing to follow me and serve the imperial court?"
Shiba smiled honestly: "My lord, my godfather has promised the prince, and that is to serve the court. Is your court different from the court I mentioned?"
Wang Gui: "..."
I have played with eagles all my life, but today I was pecked in the eye by an eagle.
Who would have thought that at such a young age, he could be so talented in literature and martial arts, and yet he had a soft mouth that would not be lenient to others.
Alas, my horse has stumbled. I was careless today.
Wang Gui cupped his hands and showed an ugly smile: "See you soon!"
"It's better to leave without sending him away!"
Why should you be so polite when facing people who come to play in the gym?
Mainly because they were defeated, the admiration for the young master in Shiba's heart at this moment was like a torrential river, continuous.
The young master is really a man of God, he has calculated everything.
Sima Qiu, who was peeking through the crack in the door, was speechless at this moment. What are these things around the young master?
I thought that the youngest eighteen was very skilled.
I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, that this guy was so good at both his poetry and his understanding of human nature.
I have been studying for half my life, but I am not as good as a young man!
As for my book, go to hell, it went into the dog’s belly.
Why……
"From today on, I have to stay up late at night to study, I have to practice martial arts hard, and I have to be proficient in a skill, otherwise I will have no shame in taking the young master's money!"
Three visits to the thatched cottage ended like this, some were happy and some were sad.
East Palace.
"What, did you really invite that hidden master?"
Changsun Chong smiled proudly and said: "Yes, we have invited that expert!"
"I'm so happy today, Prince. You didn't see it with your own eyes. The King of Shu went there first, but was driven out by the old man with a hoe. The King of Shu even lost one of his boots..."
"Hahaha, King Shu is in such a miserable state today!"
Li Chengqian also beamed with joy after listening to Changsun Chong's words. He was so proud of himself!
Hearing later, the third brother actually lost one of his boots, which made him start laughing.
After the elder Sun Chong finished telling the story of inviting the master, Li Chengqian discovered why Sun Cheng didn't come back?
"Where's Sun Cheng?"
Changsun Chong's mood suddenly deteriorated.
"Your Highness, Sun Cheng has been tricked by the King of Shu, and I'm afraid you have to take action yourself."
The prince's mood suddenly lost its beauty, and he asked with a cold face: "What's wrong with him? Where is he?"
"This is what happened... Later, the King of Shu asked Sun Cheng to surrender, otherwise he would tell His Majesty."
"Sun Cheng has surrendered himself without causing any harm to you."
Li Chengqian punched the table hard. Unexpectedly, his third brother killed his right-hand man.
Trampling crops will be punished.
As a staff member of the East Palace, trampling on crops is an even bigger matter. He can't even manage his own subordinates. How can he manage such a huge country?
My father would definitely say this!
He must wear this big hat.
Damn it, you know you can't do something but you do it, is Sun a pig?
"Fortunately, Sun Cheng surrendered, otherwise the matter would have been brought to the father's side, and he would have been dealt with severely again."
Changsun Chong smiled and said: "Your Highness, this is a trivial matter. Just go and fish the person out."
Li Chengqian narrowed his eyes and stared at Changsun Chong, wanting to slap him. This is also a stupid pig!
"If it doesn't work, I... I'll go fish it out?"
"boom!"
"Lao, lao your uncle, don't you think it's embarrassing enough? Do you want me to follow you and embarrass you?"
"People from the East Palace trample farmers' crops. Do you know what this means?"
“Crops are the lifeblood of farmers and the cornerstone of the country!”
"Are you wishing that I couldn't become a prince?"
Biquge
