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Volume 1 Chapter 24 The Way of the Teacher

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    Chapter 24: Teacher¡¯s Way

    When the stern docked, the sailors first set up the pedals.

    When Song Lu got off the boat from the pedal and stood on the ground, a tall young man in colorful clothes walked up to him, bowed and said with joy on his face: "Uncle Lu, you are finally here!" The young man was handsome and energetic.  Vigorous, it is Song Shidao.

    "Haha, you don't have to be polite, master!" Song Lu was very happy to see Song Shidao. He supported the rude Song Shidao and introduced to the sword master behind him: "Twelve, come and meet me. This is my nephew.  Master Song said."

    When Song Shidao came to greet him just now, the male lead had already noticed the seeds of infatuation in the original work.  In the original work, Song Shidao should be the most comfortable among all the wealthy young masters.  Looking at Song Shidao in front of him, Jianjun had to look at the power of the Song clan with admiration.  Now that Yang Guang is on an expedition to Goguryeo, he is naturally surrounded by all his subordinates. Among the four great clans, there are countless people accompanying the army.  Even Dugu Ce and Dugu Ba of the Dugu Clan, Yuwen Chengdu and Yuwen Chenglong of the Yuwen Clan, and Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin of the Li Clan all went to Liaodong with their respective fathers, but it happened that Song Que and Song Shidao of the Song Clan were still in their old ways.  Zaizai is enjoying happiness on his own territory. From this, the power of the Song Dynasty in the south and its influence in the world can be seen!

    He sighed in his heart, but there was no slightness in Sword Lord's face: "I have met my Taoist brother for a long time, and I have heard for a long time that my Taoist brother is a proud man of heaven. Now that I have met him, he is indeed more famous than before!"

    "Uncle Lu, who is this?" Looking at the young man in front of him who was smiling and saluting, Song Shidao quickly returned the salute, and then looked at Song Lu beside him.

    "Shidao, this one is the successor of the history compiler. Now the most popular sword master in the world is Twelve Hate!" Song Lu patted the sword master on the shoulder with a big hand and said with a smile, "Come to Chengdu on the twelfth day of the year. How can you  I want to take him for a nice stroll! Well, by the way, there¡¯s also this girl Zhenzhen!¡±

    "Oh? I didn't expect it to be the Sword Lord in front of me. Shidao is really honored!" Looking at Zhenzhen holding the big sword behind the Sword Lord in surprise, Song Shidao looked pleased.

    "Haha, Senior Brother is too unscrupulous. Twelve met Uncle Lu very late, and I have been friends with Senior Brother for a long time. Now I am very happy to meet you. Senior Brother, just call me Twelve!" Looking at the eyes.  The heroic Song Shidao made the male lead laugh.  As the next generation head of the Song Clan, Jianjun will naturally not neglect his efforts to help the Song Clan succeed.  He took a step forward, held hands and talked with each other, looking completely familiar.

    "Okay, Shidao, you take Twelve to have a rest, and I'll go find the elder brother." Everyone walked together, Song Lu didn't show any pretense, waved his hand, turned around, and left Sword Master to talk with Song Shidao all the way.

    The Song Dynasty dissolved the alliance and the south was shaken.  At this time, there were no free guest rooms in Chengdu.  Fortunately, Jianjun has a good relationship with Song Lu.  Song Shidao accompanied the two of them all the way to the Song clan's manor in Chengdu.

    "Twelve, you guys are tired from the boat, so take a rest here first. Brother, I will come back in the evening to take you two for a good tour. If you need anything, just tell my servants!" The host has arranged a quiet courtyard.  , Song Shidao greeted the two sword masters very attentively.

    "Ha, Second Young Master, just go ahead and do your work. I won't be polite!" Looking at Master Song's apologetic smile, the male lead laughed.

    "Haha, I feel relieved to be my brother like this!" Seeing that the sword master didn't show any concern, Song Shidao also smiled happily, apologized, and left.

    Seeing Master Song walking out of the courtyard, the sword master said nothing, turned around and raised his arm, using the ruler in his hand as a sword, and stabbed Zhenzhen's throat.  Facing the young master's sneak attack, Zhenzhen reacted quickly, and her slender figure drifted away in the wind.

    Over this period of time, in order to cultivate Zhenzhen¡¯s vigilance, the male lead has often made surprise attacks like this.  Nowadays, Zhenzhen has long been accustomed to such bad methods.

    "Haha, not bad!" Seeing Zhenzhen dodge the sneak attack, the male lead laughed loudly, took back the steel ruler, and shot a five-baht coin in his left hand towards Zhenzhen.  Every time she dodges a sneak attack, Zhenzhen will receive a five-baht coin as a reward.

    Back in the room, the male lead¡¯s originally bright and flowery smile suddenly calmed down.  Song Lu's first man had a silver beard and a full head of white hair, which was very elegant. Song Shidao just now was even more heroic and energetic, which made this guy very impressed.  Let¡¯s not talk about the power of martial arts in "Datang", but the beauty effect alone is definitely the best among all martial arts in history!

    "Song Shidao, I'm here, you have to live up to your expectations!" Thinking of the dashing figure just now, the sword master frowned.  When reading the original work of "Datang", Song Que once said that Kou Zhong came late, and he was obviously a little disappointed with the son in front of him.  On the Internet, some people commented on Song Que and lamented that the only thing Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, lacked was a good son.

    When I saw this comment, the male lead also sighed.  But now that I'm here and see Song Shidao, this guyAt first I felt that this sentence was not very accurate.  Song Shidao was handsome, gentle, intelligent, and generous. Perhaps the only thing he lacked was his ambition for the world.

    "If I give him a son who aspires to be in the world, Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, will he burst into tears of gratitude?" Lying comfortably on the couch with his hands on his pillow, the sword master showed a naughty smile.

    "Zhenzhen, hold the sword for me, are you tired?" After calming down, Jianjun didn't open his eyes, just lying on the couch with his legs crossed and talking to Zhenzhen.

    "I'm tired." Zhenzhen, who was dragging her cheeks at the table, didn't know what she was thinking. After hearing what her young master said, she blurted out without thinking.  As soon as these words came out, the little girl reacted and her cheeks turned red.

    "I force you to practice every day and make you hold a sword every day, do you blame me?" Ignoring Zhenzhen's expression and thoughts, and even his posture did not change, the sword master's tone became as if he was talking in his sleep.

    "No." Silence, then a timid voice.

    Jianjun did not answer Zhenzhen, and the inexplicable silence made the little girl feel a little flustered.  At a loss, he turned his head, only to find that the young man lying on the couch had turned his head at some point and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

    "Young Master Young Master." Those bright black eyes made Zhen Zhen's heart beat like a deer, and she couldn't even speak.

    "Huh?" I responded without opening my mouth.

    "II'm going tochange some clothes." She jumped up like a deer, and Zhenzhen fled the room in a flash.

    "It's so nice to tease a pretty girl!" Looking at the figure escaping from the room, the male lead laughed lewdly and closed his eyes again in contentment.

    In the afternoon sunshine, time passes quietly.  Just when the last rays of the sun were about to fade away, Song Shidao's powerful steps sounded again.

    "Mr. Song." Zhenzhen's voice rang in the courtyard, not loudly.

    "Oh, Miss Zhenzhen. I wonder if Twelve is here?" Song Shidao's voice was gentle and polite.

    "I don't know. I'll go take a look, Mr. Song, please wait." As soon as Rourou's voice fell, a burst of light footsteps gradually approached.

    "Young Master." Jianjun's door was always open, so Zhenzhen walked in directly and called softly, but no one answered.  Curiosity aroused, Zhenzhen came to the bed, only to find that her son was already asleep.

    Looking at the peaceful and sleeping young man in front of her, Zhenzhen suddenly felt a little sad for some reason.  Looking back carefully now, she had been with him for more than a month, but during this month, Zhenzhen found that this boy seemed to have never slept.  I practice swordsmanship during the day, and at night I practice qi instead of sleeping!

    Thinking about it again, this young man who always has a reserved smile and is gentle and polite in front of others always has a lazy and exhausted expression whenever the two of them get along, no matter when and where.

    She didn¡¯t understand that even though he was superb in swordsmanship, he was still just a young man. Why did he have to let go of his leisurely life while frowning and thinking about his thoughts all day long while practicing hard all the time?

    With a faint sigh and a look of intolerance on her face, Zhenzhen could only harden her heart and wake up the sleeping boy: "Young Master, Young Master! Young Master Song is here!"

    Jianjun, who had not slept for a long time and had almost forgotten the feeling of sleeping, woke up from his sleep and saw the unbearable look on Zhenzhen's face.  He smiled softly, unconsciously reached out and patted the little girl's tender face, and then sat up amidst the girl's astonishment and embarrassment.

    "Young Master, Young Master Song is waiting outside." Zhenzhen's voice was so low that she could not hear her after she came back to her senses.

    "Second Young Master, wait a moment, let me take a shower." After hearing Zhenzhen's report, the man smiled again, shouted to the courtyard, patted Zhenzhen's little head, and then stood up.  .  Zhenzhen on the other side had already gone out to fetch water like a frightened deer.

    After Jianjun finished washing, the last twilight in the west had disappeared, the sky had darkened, and the servants had hung up lanterns everywhere in the manor.

    "My little brother is snoozing, I kept you waiting for a long time." With one foot still in the door, the sword master had already raised his fist towards Song Shidao in the courtyard.

    "Haha, it's a pleasure for Twelve to plead guilty!" Seeing Sword Master coming out, Song Shidao chuckled, "Since Twelve has confessed, he will be fined a few more drinks later!"

    "Ha, since the second young master doesn't care about money, then the younger brother will naturally not help the second young master save money!" The two of them said without being verbose, and then walked side by side towards the outside of the hospital. Zhenzhen behind them smiled proudly.  Hongchen Sword, follow closely.

    The Sword Lord has already given instructions. There are dragons and snakes in the city of Chengdu right now. They might be robbing someone and start a fight at some point. The sword must not be left behind!
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