A story!
In the courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves and threw a prismatic hidden weapon casually. He didn't aim at it seriously at all.
But he accurately hit the wooden stake red heart twenty steps away.
This is not how clever Xu Qi'an's method of throwing hidden weapons is, but... he is lucky.
I have absolutely something wrong with my health... Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.
He was so lucky that he picked up a total of one or two cents of silver for a month, which was equivalent to half a month's salary.
This money is enough for an average family of three to save money for three months.
The weirdest thing is that you pick up a penny of silver every time, which is not something that luck can describe.
No need to ask Yuan Fang, I know that this is strange.
System dad?Come out, don't play hide-and-seek with me.Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
The system ignored him.
He has made countless attempts in the past month to wake up the system.
The facts tell him that there is no system at all.
How do you explain that weird luck?
I never expected that a non-Chief, who had never won the lottery for five yuan since I was a child, would one day evolve into the European emperor.But the lifespan of the European Emperor is extremely short... Xu Qi'an smiled bitterly and laughed at himself.
One thing is certain, the original owner has no amazing luck at all. If he had, his aunt would not dislike him and would give him a gift like his ancestors.
The whole family stopped struggling and relied on him to make money to live.
This gift of unknown origin makes people feel uneasy... Xu Qi'an's eyes were quiet and he sighed: I can only take one step at a time.
Today, Xu Qi'an jumped over a wall that was ten feet high and went to his second uncle's house for breakfast.
The small courtyard where he lived was actually originally lived by an old housekeeper of the Xu family, and it was separated from the big mansion by a wall.
Later, the old housekeeper passed away and the courtyard was idle. Until Xu Qi'an had a quarrel with his aunt, he moved here in anger.
The original owner is a timid and cooks three meals by himself on weekdays. The second uncle occasionally climbs over the wall with wine and vegetables to come to my nephew to have a few cups of wine.
Now Xu Qian doesn’t need to pay for the original owner’s obsession. If he cooks breakfast by himself, he will not be able to get up.If you go out to eat, you will waste more money.
Isn’t it nice to listen to music in a tray? The main reason is that you can see the ladies in tulle skirts shaking their butts.
……
Inner hall.
My aunt, wearing a dark red wide-sleeved dress, saw Xu Qi'an coming in, curled her lips and lowered her head to drink porridge.
My aunt is not the daughter of a wealthy family. Her father is a scholar and can only be regarded as a scholarly family. My aunt is influenced by her and is reasonable. She just accepted the kindness of her unlucky nephew and couldn't help but drive away people. She turned a blind eye to this nephew who is "don't bully the young man's poor" now.
Xiao Douding stood in front of the round stool, with her breakfast, three meat buns, two fried dough sticks, a stack of side dishes, and a large plate of white porridge.
Big brother... She screamed in vagueness.
Why didn't I bid farewell to the old days?Xu Qi'an asked.
Farewell to the old is the word "Xu New Year", and the word "Xuan" is a supplement to the name.
Keep in the room and write poems.Xu Pingzhi said.
Xu Qi'an sat down, and Lu'e served a bowl of white porridge, six meat buns, a stack of acetic acid radish, and a bowl of tofu brain.
A martial artist at the level of refining essence has a much bigger appetite than ordinary people.
When you reach the Qi training state like your uncle, your appetite is not much different from that of ordinary people.
Only half full... Xu Qi'an glanced at Xiao Douding and looked kind and said: Lingyin, is it good to divide a meat bag with big brother?
Everyone looked at him. The young girl at home didn't care about anything, she just cared about what she ate. She would fight with anyone who snatched food from her bowl.
don't want!Xiao Douding really opened his arms, and the little hen protected his cubs, protecting food.
Don’t worry, brother won’t let you suffer any losses.Xu Qi'an picked up a meat bag, put it on her plate, pointed to the four meat bags and said:
Do we have all serving these four meat buns?
Xu Lingyin pecked his head.
Should it be divided equally?
Xu Lingyin tilted her head, thought for a while, and nodded.
You two buns, your brother two buns, and then, your brother will give you half a fried dough stick.Did you make a profit?
Um.Xu Lingyin was brought up the rhythm, and she felt that she had made a lot of money and smiled.
Xu Lingyue: ...
Xu Pingzhi glanced at his nephew: (YaYa)
The aunt said angrily: How could I give birth to such a stupid daughter, I'm so angry!
Xiao Douding felt very wronged. She had obviously earned half of the fried dough sticks, so why did her mother scold her?
At this time, Xu Xinnian came in, muttering words in his mouth, his eyes were not focal, and he sat down and thought while eating.
The aunt let out a sigh, ignoring the stupid young girl, and caring about her promising son:
New Year, what poems do you write happily?People have strengths and weaknesses, so don’t pay attention to the rumors and rumors of outsiders.
Xu Xinnian is good at strategy and poetry is a weakness.
Farewell to the old days, when will you be able to break through and reach the eighth level of self-cultivation?Xu Qian suddenly asked.
Xu Xinnian is the way of Confucianism.Yunlu Academy was founded by a great disciple of Confucian saints, with a history of 1,200 years.
It is the holy place that scholars all over the world dream of.
The transcendent status of Yunlu Academy is not only that the founder of the school is a disciple of the saints, but the most important point is that it is the only one that can practice Confucianism and Taoism.
The ninth grade of Confucianism: enlightenment.
Opening your mind can only increase your memory, and your learning ability can be enhanced, but you are still fighting against the five scumbags.
I have no idea for the time being, and the teacher said I should understand myself.Xu Xinnian shook his head regretfully.
You can refer to the enlightenment realm.Xu Qi'an said: How did you achieve enlightenment?
Xu Xinnian Memories: Memorizing the classics of the saints as if they were flowing and turning them into their own use is the realm of enlightenment.
Memorize it like a stream... Turn it into one's own use... The former takes a lot of time to remember, while the latter depends on a certain level of understanding.Xu Qi'an nodded thoughtfully.
This is like the essence refining realm of the martial arts system. It is a long-term harvest of qi and blood and tempering of the body.
If you cultivate yourself, do you also need to strengthen your body?Xu Qi'an asked.
Xu Xinnian thought about it and said: A Confucian scholar who cultivates his body is fearless and his every word and action can convince people and inspire fighting spirit.I try to reverse the method of practicing practices from the ability reflected in the realm of self-cultivation.
So is there any success?
Xu Xinnian pretended not to hear it, and turned to his mother and said, "An elder in the academy has become an official and has gone to Qingzhou. The journey here is long. The students of the academy will see him off tomorrow and give him poems."
Speaking of this, Xu Xinnian said distressedly: I haven’t written a farewell poem yet.
Xu Lingyue said in a soft voice: Second brother has no poetic talent.
The aunt glared at her and said unhappily: Your second brother is talented and his poetry is not taken into consideration before.
Xu Pingzhi scratched his head: Just write a few words, I think the poem you blurted out that day was very energetic.
Kukuku... Xu Qi'an laughed out loud.
Xu Xinnian's mouth twitched, and the topic was stiff: That elder is a famous scholar all over the world, and he is very good at poetry.Those who saw him off were all students with great talent. In addition to admiring the elders, they also had the idea of making connections.
If that senior can appreciate it, there will be many benefits.
Yes, I finally thought about making connections.
Xu Xinnian is arrogant and always talks about "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water" and "the friendship between gentlemen is friendly but not in the same party".
After experiencing this crisis, he finally realized the benefits of PY trading.
Xu Qian was very pleased as the eldest brother.
Erlang, who is not good at poetry, should be a big shot... My aunt was anxious: What should I do?
Xu Xinnian said helplessly: Mom, my article is a natural and wonderful hand.The same is true for poetry.
After saying that, he sighed: If I could make friends with this literary senior, I might have saved you from the prison and would not have no way to ask for help.
The aunt suddenly felt frowning. She cared about her son's future more than anyone else.
A true great scholar has the character, and giving money and gifts is not feasible. He must meet his preferences, so that he can think that you are worthy of making friends and be worthy of you.
Xu Pingzhi frowned, your grandfather was like you, only knowing how to write articles and has no poetic talent.
My aunt was dissatisfied and raised her beautiful eyebrows: What do you mean?Is it my father's fault?
It is all due to my Li family’s credit for being admitted to the New Year, because he follows me.Look at the ringtone, it’s just that I follow you and I haven’t been enlightened yet.
Xu Xinnian and Xu Lingyue have a look that suit their mothers, and their good looks are jealous.Xu Lingyin, a little bean, has a facial features that follow her father, so she looks cute and silly.
Uncle Xu was speechless.
Xu Qi'an was dissatisfied: Aunt, what you said is wrong. According to what you mean, is my Xu family's genes stupid?
My aunt didn't understand what genes were, and she sneered: If you were the materials for studying, you wouldn't have learned martial arts.
With Xu Erlang's bad temper, he wanted to take the initiative to PY, so the identity of the elder of the academy should be quite good.
Erlang's connections are my connections, and my connections are still my connections, so I have to help him.
Xu Qi'an's thoughts flashed, thinking about the masterpieces that could be used as farewell poems in his previous life.
Although I don’t plan to be a scholar, why not use resources reasonably for benefits?
Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked in a poem.
Xu Qi'an took a bite of the meat bag: I'm writing poetry, right? Today I'm so happy that my aunt knows that everyone in my Xu family is full of talents.
What he has to consider now is whether the poem will be too excellent.You should know that all the poems that can be written into the textbook are handed down from generation to generation.
In the courtyard, Xu Qi'an stood on the eaves and threw a prismatic hidden weapon casually. He didn't aim at it seriously at all.
But he accurately hit the wooden stake red heart twenty steps away.
This is not how clever Xu Qi'an's method of throwing hidden weapons is, but... he is lucky.
I have absolutely something wrong with my health... Xu Qi'an whispered to himself.
He was so lucky that he picked up a total of one or two cents of silver for a month, which was equivalent to half a month's salary.
This money is enough for an average family of three to save money for three months.
The weirdest thing is that you pick up a penny of silver every time, which is not something that luck can describe.
No need to ask Yuan Fang, I know that this is strange.
System dad?Come out, don't play hide-and-seek with me.Xu Qi'an tentatively said.
The system ignored him.
He has made countless attempts in the past month to wake up the system.
The facts tell him that there is no system at all.
How do you explain that weird luck?
I never expected that a non-Chief, who had never won the lottery for five yuan since I was a child, would one day evolve into the European emperor.But the lifespan of the European Emperor is extremely short... Xu Qi'an smiled bitterly and laughed at himself.
One thing is certain, the original owner has no amazing luck at all. If he had, his aunt would not dislike him and would give him a gift like his ancestors.
The whole family stopped struggling and relied on him to make money to live.
This gift of unknown origin makes people feel uneasy... Xu Qi'an's eyes were quiet and he sighed: I can only take one step at a time.
Today, Xu Qi'an jumped over a wall that was ten feet high and went to his second uncle's house for breakfast.
The small courtyard where he lived was actually originally lived by an old housekeeper of the Xu family, and it was separated from the big mansion by a wall.
Later, the old housekeeper passed away and the courtyard was idle. Until Xu Qi'an had a quarrel with his aunt, he moved here in anger.
The original owner is a timid and cooks three meals by himself on weekdays. The second uncle occasionally climbs over the wall with wine and vegetables to come to my nephew to have a few cups of wine.
Now Xu Qian doesn’t need to pay for the original owner’s obsession. If he cooks breakfast by himself, he will not be able to get up.If you go out to eat, you will waste more money.
Isn’t it nice to listen to music in a tray? The main reason is that you can see the ladies in tulle skirts shaking their butts.
……
Inner hall.
My aunt, wearing a dark red wide-sleeved dress, saw Xu Qi'an coming in, curled her lips and lowered her head to drink porridge.
My aunt is not the daughter of a wealthy family. Her father is a scholar and can only be regarded as a scholarly family. My aunt is influenced by her and is reasonable. She just accepted the kindness of her unlucky nephew and couldn't help but drive away people. She turned a blind eye to this nephew who is "don't bully the young man's poor" now.
Xiao Douding stood in front of the round stool, with her breakfast, three meat buns, two fried dough sticks, a stack of side dishes, and a large plate of white porridge.
Big brother... She screamed in vagueness.
Why didn't I bid farewell to the old days?Xu Qi'an asked.
Farewell to the old is the word "Xu New Year", and the word "Xuan" is a supplement to the name.
Keep in the room and write poems.Xu Pingzhi said.
Xu Qi'an sat down, and Lu'e served a bowl of white porridge, six meat buns, a stack of acetic acid radish, and a bowl of tofu brain.
A martial artist at the level of refining essence has a much bigger appetite than ordinary people.
When you reach the Qi training state like your uncle, your appetite is not much different from that of ordinary people.
Only half full... Xu Qi'an glanced at Xiao Douding and looked kind and said: Lingyin, is it good to divide a meat bag with big brother?
Everyone looked at him. The young girl at home didn't care about anything, she just cared about what she ate. She would fight with anyone who snatched food from her bowl.
don't want!Xiao Douding really opened his arms, and the little hen protected his cubs, protecting food.
Don’t worry, brother won’t let you suffer any losses.Xu Qi'an picked up a meat bag, put it on her plate, pointed to the four meat bags and said:
Do we have all serving these four meat buns?
Xu Lingyin pecked his head.
Should it be divided equally?
Xu Lingyin tilted her head, thought for a while, and nodded.
You two buns, your brother two buns, and then, your brother will give you half a fried dough stick.Did you make a profit?
Um.Xu Lingyin was brought up the rhythm, and she felt that she had made a lot of money and smiled.
Xu Lingyue: ...
Xu Pingzhi glanced at his nephew: (YaYa)
The aunt said angrily: How could I give birth to such a stupid daughter, I'm so angry!
Xiao Douding felt very wronged. She had obviously earned half of the fried dough sticks, so why did her mother scold her?
At this time, Xu Xinnian came in, muttering words in his mouth, his eyes were not focal, and he sat down and thought while eating.
The aunt let out a sigh, ignoring the stupid young girl, and caring about her promising son:
New Year, what poems do you write happily?People have strengths and weaknesses, so don’t pay attention to the rumors and rumors of outsiders.
Xu Xinnian is good at strategy and poetry is a weakness.
Farewell to the old days, when will you be able to break through and reach the eighth level of self-cultivation?Xu Qian suddenly asked.
Xu Xinnian is the way of Confucianism.Yunlu Academy was founded by a great disciple of Confucian saints, with a history of 1,200 years.
It is the holy place that scholars all over the world dream of.
The transcendent status of Yunlu Academy is not only that the founder of the school is a disciple of the saints, but the most important point is that it is the only one that can practice Confucianism and Taoism.
The ninth grade of Confucianism: enlightenment.
Opening your mind can only increase your memory, and your learning ability can be enhanced, but you are still fighting against the five scumbags.
I have no idea for the time being, and the teacher said I should understand myself.Xu Xinnian shook his head regretfully.
You can refer to the enlightenment realm.Xu Qi'an said: How did you achieve enlightenment?
Xu Xinnian Memories: Memorizing the classics of the saints as if they were flowing and turning them into their own use is the realm of enlightenment.
Memorize it like a stream... Turn it into one's own use... The former takes a lot of time to remember, while the latter depends on a certain level of understanding.Xu Qi'an nodded thoughtfully.
This is like the essence refining realm of the martial arts system. It is a long-term harvest of qi and blood and tempering of the body.
If you cultivate yourself, do you also need to strengthen your body?Xu Qi'an asked.
Xu Xinnian thought about it and said: A Confucian scholar who cultivates his body is fearless and his every word and action can convince people and inspire fighting spirit.I try to reverse the method of practicing practices from the ability reflected in the realm of self-cultivation.
So is there any success?
Xu Xinnian pretended not to hear it, and turned to his mother and said, "An elder in the academy has become an official and has gone to Qingzhou. The journey here is long. The students of the academy will see him off tomorrow and give him poems."
Speaking of this, Xu Xinnian said distressedly: I haven’t written a farewell poem yet.
Xu Lingyue said in a soft voice: Second brother has no poetic talent.
The aunt glared at her and said unhappily: Your second brother is talented and his poetry is not taken into consideration before.
Xu Pingzhi scratched his head: Just write a few words, I think the poem you blurted out that day was very energetic.
Kukuku... Xu Qi'an laughed out loud.
Xu Xinnian's mouth twitched, and the topic was stiff: That elder is a famous scholar all over the world, and he is very good at poetry.Those who saw him off were all students with great talent. In addition to admiring the elders, they also had the idea of making connections.
If that senior can appreciate it, there will be many benefits.
Yes, I finally thought about making connections.
Xu Xinnian is arrogant and always talks about "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water" and "the friendship between gentlemen is friendly but not in the same party".
After experiencing this crisis, he finally realized the benefits of PY trading.
Xu Qian was very pleased as the eldest brother.
Erlang, who is not good at poetry, should be a big shot... My aunt was anxious: What should I do?
Xu Xinnian said helplessly: Mom, my article is a natural and wonderful hand.The same is true for poetry.
After saying that, he sighed: If I could make friends with this literary senior, I might have saved you from the prison and would not have no way to ask for help.
The aunt suddenly felt frowning. She cared about her son's future more than anyone else.
A true great scholar has the character, and giving money and gifts is not feasible. He must meet his preferences, so that he can think that you are worthy of making friends and be worthy of you.
Xu Pingzhi frowned, your grandfather was like you, only knowing how to write articles and has no poetic talent.
My aunt was dissatisfied and raised her beautiful eyebrows: What do you mean?Is it my father's fault?
It is all due to my Li family’s credit for being admitted to the New Year, because he follows me.Look at the ringtone, it’s just that I follow you and I haven’t been enlightened yet.
Xu Xinnian and Xu Lingyue have a look that suit their mothers, and their good looks are jealous.Xu Lingyin, a little bean, has a facial features that follow her father, so she looks cute and silly.
Uncle Xu was speechless.
Xu Qi'an was dissatisfied: Aunt, what you said is wrong. According to what you mean, is my Xu family's genes stupid?
My aunt didn't understand what genes were, and she sneered: If you were the materials for studying, you wouldn't have learned martial arts.
With Xu Erlang's bad temper, he wanted to take the initiative to PY, so the identity of the elder of the academy should be quite good.
Erlang's connections are my connections, and my connections are still my connections, so I have to help him.
Xu Qi'an's thoughts flashed, thinking about the masterpieces that could be used as farewell poems in his previous life.
Although I don’t plan to be a scholar, why not use resources reasonably for benefits?
Soon, he had an idea in his mind and locked in a poem.
Xu Qi'an took a bite of the meat bag: I'm writing poetry, right? Today I'm so happy that my aunt knows that everyone in my Xu family is full of talents.
What he has to consider now is whether the poem will be too excellent.You should know that all the poems that can be written into the textbook are handed down from generation to generation.
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