Chapter 111： Test and teach martial arts

"Sister Yu, your brother has passed the provincial examination, and he should go to Mingshui College after the new year. What do you think, when do you want to go to the college for enlightenment?"

There were only the mother and daughter in the main room, so Li Xiu'e took the opportunity to say something sweet to her youngest daughter.

The youngest daughter's intelligence is obviously stronger than Qiaojie and Doudou.

She had intentionally asked her to study medicine three years ago.

At that time, Su Qingluo was young, and Su Qingluo didn't want to give up the good times of innocence and wanton play, so she just gave up.

Now, it can be seen that she has grown up, and the eight-year-old girl is smart. Even if she is a child from a peasant family, if the family has some conditions, she will send her child to a college to study for enlightenment.

Therefore, she moved her mind again and wanted to send her to the academy to study.

"Mother and father can make arrangements, and I will go to the academy to study."

Su Qingluo also wanted to go to the academy, and when she turned seven years old a year ago, she should have signed up for enlightenment.

Because of the little prince's leg disease, she couldn't leave someone to take care of her, so she didn't mention this matter.

Right now, the little prince's leg disease is no longer hindered, and he can play by himself.

With the company of the three big dogs, she is no longer the same as before, and she can't leave her for a moment, so she has enough time to go to the academy.

"Well, Niang'er will go to the village chief's house tomorrow."

Li Xiu'e couldn't hide her joy: "Please ask the village chief to go to the academy, find a familiar teacher, and register you. The spring semester starts, so you can go to the academy."

"All right."

Su Qingluo agreed with a smile, put her arms around Li Xiu'e's arm, and rubbed her affectionately.

"How fast the days go by!"

Li Xiu'e hugged her little daughter's fragrant and soft body, her eyes were far away, and she couldn't help feeling: "In a blink of an eye, it's been eight years, and it's time for Miss Yu to go to school."

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Su Zixuan is going to study in the county, and Su Hu and his wife are reluctant to part with their son, and intend to live in the county for a while.

Wang Meng likes the freedom of the mountains and forests, and Su Qingluo is going to study at the academy on the other side of the river.

The young master and the apprentice discussed in private, they didn't plan to go to the county town to celebrate the Lantern Festival, and they agreed to take care of Huangdou and the three big dogs at home.

Su Hu and his wife knew that the two children were capable and upright, so they didn't force them, and let them play around without any restraint.

On the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, the couple took Su Zixuan to Mingshui County.

Su Zixuan will not be able to come back until at least five months after this visit.

The elegant young man was very reluctant to part with Soybean, and bid farewell to his beloved pony Yiyi for a long time, and shed a lot of parting tears. After several times of urging by Su Hu, he left home with red eyes.

Without the control of adults, Su Qingluo and Wang Meng are like birds out of the cage, jumping happily and freely, leading the three big dogs to play wantonly in the mountains and forests.

Wang Meng has worked hard and made rapid progress since learning martial arts with a teacher, but his little master is by no means an ordinary person.

With the presence of the God of War, extraordinary skills are innate, even if he studies hard for another ten years, he will not be a match for his little master.

With enough time to play and be with him day and night, Su Qingluo also had the thought to test Wang Meng's martial arts.

Every day, I will spare some time to practice duels with him in the secluded and uninhabited mountain valleys, and give careful guidance.

An eight-year-old girl and a ten-year-old boy practice martial arts on a steep cliff in the face of the snowflakes flying in the cold winter.

The dots of sword flowers are like colorful falling flowers, and the meteor hammer whizzes and circles like a dragon going out to sea.

Back and forth, the swords and hammers staggered, rubbing off dazzling sparks.