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From that day on, there were only three people who came to practice every morning.
Xie Xu, Yan Jizheng, and Qi Zhouling, who was wrapped up tightly, like a dumpling that could fall over at a push.
Qi Zhouling was very quiet, staring at Xie Xu with a pair of dark pupils.
When Xie Xu was practicing the sword, the child also went to the bamboo forest to break off branches and followed Xie Xu in making gestures. He has short hands and is still a little unable to stretch, but judging from those simple movements, he is already quite skeletal.
¡ª¡ªThis was originally a good thing. Qi Zhouling finally responded to external stimuli and took the initiative to practice martial arts. But now, Yan Jizheng was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly went over to escort Qi Zhouling and told him not to study anymore.
The inheritance of martial arts is extremely important, and no one in the martial arts world would be happy to see martial arts stolen.
Especially for a good person like Senior Xie Yan Jizheng didn't want to betray his trust.
Yan Jizheng thought of Xie Xu's appearance that he accidentally saw that day, and his heart jumped slightly, and he was almost overwhelmed by complicated thoughts.
When Xie Xu saw the child entangled in a ball by Yan Jizheng and couldn't move, he just blinked and said nothing.
He thought it was because Yan Jizheng was unwilling to allow such a young child to practice dancing. After all, not many men could dance. Even the sword dance for viewing looked elegant, but it was still tainted with some smugness, making it difficult for Qi Zhou Ling to learn it.
So the child with black hair and black eyes was trained to the point where he could not move. He raised his eyes and looked at Xie Xu expressionlessly - his face should have been expressionless, but Xie Xu could see the pitiful meaning of begging for mercy. But he still raised his lips slightly towards Qi Zhouling with a heart of stone, indicating that he would obey his brother's words.
Xie Xu¡¯s expression was blocked by the mask, but his dark eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes were slightly curved, and his smile could easily be seen.
The child seemed to have become depressed, and the strength of his struggle was visibly reduced.
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Xie Xu only spends an hour on sword dance every day. After practicing, I went back to have breakfast, and then it was time to practice calligraphy again. It's just that after Mr. Bai last time, Xie Xu didn't have any guests yet, so he had a lot of free time in one day.
When he sheathed his sword, his body was still dry. Because his long robe was loose, the shape of his collarbone could be seen on the white neck that was occasionally exposed. He was so thin and beautiful, as if he was carved from jade, and conveyed a coldness.
Yan Jizheng is the opposite of Xie Xu. The exercises he practices are metal fire, and his face is also covered with a thin layer of sweat. If you touch his skin at this time, you will find that the boy's body is as hot as a furnace.
Yan Jizheng estimated that the time had come and breathed out calmly. Then he leaned down slightly to say goodbye to Qi Zhou Ling, very respectfully and solemnly.
Xie Xu always thought it was because of Yan Jizheng's temperament and tutor, so he was always so solemn and nodded in return.
The bamboo leaves rustled, and the heavy footsteps of adult men came from outside. The mud that had been soaked by the rain the day before made a sticky and muddy sound, coupled with the intermittent sound of wine burping at that time, which immediately disturbed the purity of this place.
This place is actually quite remote, several miles away from the crowded place in the front yard. Yan Jizheng was able to find it only because he deliberately chose the cleanest courtyard. But in front of me, this seemed to be a prostitute who had barged in unintentionally. It was totally against the rules.
The man smelled of alcohol, and his clothes were opened randomly, revealing his pale chest, which actually had a thin layer of muscles. He was probably really drunk. He staggered over to Xie Xu and squinted his eyes immediately.
His voice, which had been washed away by strong alcohol, was dry and hoarse. He laughed sinisterly and leaned forward unceremoniously.
"Beauty, let me smell good"
Yan Jizheng had already taken the first step to block Xie Xu and Qi Zhouling. He looked at the drunkard in front of him with contempt, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
In fact, Yan Jizheng is a very handsome young man, and now Xie Xu is an out-and-out weirdo wearing a mask. The drunkard's words should be directed at Yan Jizheng. But he saw that the guest seemed to be really drunk. He actually used a feint to escape Yan Jizheng's interception and rushed towards the slender black-haired boy behind him, wearing a dazzling moon-white gown - ¡ª
The posture seems to be like a bear, hanging tightly before it is finished.
The thin brocade was stirred slightly, and when Xie Xu smelled the strong smell of wine, he didn't dodge it. He just turned his head slightly while thinking, and subconsciously shouted out the most profound first impression that emerged in his memory.
"Quack doctor."
He said softly.
The "guest" who pretended to be crazy while drinking wine froze for an instant, and even his face was slightly distorted.
Xie Xu suddenly realized that he had just blurted outThen, he looked at the other party a little apologetically, and changed his words: "No, Brother Murong."
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It¡¯s no longer useful!
Murong Zhai thought sadly and angrily, I have heard it. He thought that the last time he became friends with Xie Xumi had washed away the tainted image in the other party's heart, but Xie Xu still remembered his failure.
Before Yan Jizheng could understand the situation at hand, he saw the drunken drunkard suddenly straightened his rickety back, and his whole temperament and demeanor changed, as if the skin in front of him suddenly changed under the blue sky and white sun.
Murong Zhai rubbed his hair, which was as messy as weeds, somewhat distractedly, and opened his clothes. His eyes were full of surprise and scrutiny: "How did you recognize my disguise this time? Last time, I had flaws and had medicine on me. The fragrance is discernible, this time my whole body is just soaked in a wine vat for a night, so I shouldn't be smelled by you."
Xie Xu realized it later and was slightly surprised: "Have you disguised yourself?"
Murong Zhai: ""
Murong Zhai looked livid: "Am I just this ruined in your eyes?!"
Xie Xu really didn¡¯t realize that there was anything difficult to distinguish. However, he coughed softly first and introduced to Yan Jizheng: "This is the wise doctor in the world, Murong Zhai."
Murong Zhai gritted his teeth: "If you introduced me like this from the beginning, I would be very honored."
The reputation of the ghost doctor is not bad. Whether it is good or bad, Yan Jizheng has heard rumors about it, and his eyes suddenly moved slightly. However, he took another look at Murong Zhai's current image, and it was really difficult to connect it with the rumored bohemian maniac He still believed in the first version of Senior Xie Xu's introduction.
He was just a young kid, and Murong Zhai didn't care about his attitude. He only said a little irritably: "If I had known this, I would not have left at that time. I have been following the boat for so long, but in the end I made a big circle and returned to Nanzhu Pavilion."
In fact, Murong Zhai was just guessing at random. He didn't expect such a coincidence to make him win the bet.
Listening to his tone, Yan Jizheng felt that this person did not seem to be chasing after Senior Xie.
The opponent's eyes were half-squinted at this time, and his gaze was extremely sharp, as if it was about to turn into a steel knife, and it all fell on him.
Before Yan Jizheng could take the initiative to start a war, Murong Zhai said first: "Leave him to me."
The person pointed by the fingertips is the only heir of Qi Daxia, the only son entrusted to Yan Jizheng.
The anger suddenly rose, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became tense. If it weren't for the presence of his seniors, Yan Jizheng would have already drawn his sword at him; even if he suppressed himself, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
"What is your purpose?"
Murong Zhai looked cold and glanced at him with disdain. But because Xie Xu was present, he still explained aloud: "Master Qi and I are old acquaintances. I once promised him that I would cure his eldest son's disease."
"You should be very aware of Qi Zhouling's body," Murong Zhai paused slightly, showing a slightly arrogant look, "Who else in this world can cure him besides me?"
Yan Jizheng endured his anger.
When it came to Qi Zhouling, he presupposedly believed the ghost doctor's words and counterattacked: "You can also stay with us and treat the disease as we go."
Murong Zhai suddenly showed a subtle expression. He thought of the words of the Leng Bingbing City Lord and said truthfully: "I want to take him to Rongxue City. Qi Zhouling will become the third master of Rongxue City."
"So what," Yan Jizheng also began to lose his mind. If he had to fight for his background, the benefits he could bring to Qi Zhouling were not bad. "I am the only prince of the Dayu Dynasty, and I swear that I will never marry anyone in this life." A wife gives birth to a son, and after a hundred years, the country will be passed on to him!¡±
Yan Jizheng suddenly realized his own life experience after fighting for his fatherit was really surprising. So he subconsciously looked at Xie Xu, his eyes slightly averted.
The status of the royal family is considered noble among the common people, but due to the decline of the imperial court, a large number of knights in the martial arts world look down on the royal family who are enshrined with the people's anointing.
Yan Jizheng is afraid of Senior Xie, who is also the kind of person who despises the royal family.
But fortunately, Xie Xu didn't seem to be disgusted. He just looked down slightly and lowered his head in thought.
¡Why does the prince want to sell his body? Is the pressure for employment so high now that there is competition for jobs?
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