Chapter 162

The dark figure was agile, and he immediately hid when he was looking at the past. The target may be him, but it is more likely to be song Xijiao.

Because if the target is him, he will not lurk here in advance. No one knows that he will come here at the party except him and song Xijiao.

He could only think of one man who could invite such a warrior to spy on Song Xijiao.

Zhou Lu.

"Zhong Chun, you have walked a lot more today. Are you tired?" As soon as song Xijiao approached him, she couldn't help but want to hold his hand closer to him.

Zhong Chun took back his sight, pinched her finger and said, "I'm used to climbing mountains. Walking on this level road is equivalent to rest."

"Yes." Song Xijiao relaxed her heart and pulled him forward. Her movements were light and her laughter was clear. She was like a flying bee. "At night, I'll massage you to relax your muscles, so as to make your body more relaxed and comfortable."

"Massage?"

"It's massage." Song Xijiao explained with a smile, "today I went to my elder martial brother and asked him for a wooden pestle. This is a good thing for massage. I saw that my elder martial brother helped a sprained man push with a wooden pestle for a few times, and that person was cured immediately! Isn't God magical? "

"If there is such a wonderful effect, it will be of great help if it is taught to the accompanying doctor in the army."

As soon as song Xijiao was stunned, he did not expect that he could think of things so far away that had nothing to do with them. He laughed and followed his words: "if the accompanying doctors in the army need these things, I can still sort out a lot of methods. After my master's self-made golden creation medicine has been transformed by me, it is much better than before! I'll give you two bottles in the evening. You can take them with you. If you bump them when you go up the mountain, they can still be used

"Well, I need it."

The two chatted all the way. When they got home, the sunset could fall behind the mountain, leaving only red clouds in the sky.

Chestnut sitting in the yard playing with small stones, saw them come back, immediately rushed to embrace song Xijiao, adored the cry of "mother.".

Song Xijiao hugged him and touched his head: "what did chestnut learn from school today?"

"Today, chestnut is learning the way of heaven."

After learning these, song Xijiao took a look at the chestnuts and felt helpless.

Although chestnut can go to school now, he has learned a lot more than he used to stay at home. However, the schools at that time taught only studying and writing, and the way of Confucius and Mencius. They ignored mathematics, astronomy, geography and political philosophy.

It's easy to fool people with such a learning method.

Take a look at those poor scholars who talk about fame and morality all day long. They don't have much talent, but they can read a few words, but their tails are up in the sky. This is also a disgrace. It also lost its reputation. She chewed rice at home. Her mother was seriously ill and no one was treated. She refused to make money in business.

She didn't want the chestnut to become like this, so she took the chestnut's hand and said, "chestnut, from tonight on, my mother will tell you half an hour's story every night. How about it?"

Chestnuts are usually the most sticky song Xijiao. Hearing the speech, of course, she was very happy and said hello again and again.

So, after dinner, song's mother was sewing in the light of the lamp. Song Xijiao sat down at the table with chestnuts and began to teach him simple mathematical and astronomical knowledge.

As the saying goes, you can know the world. At this level, the highest achievement of the ancients was the book of changes, but even song Xijiao himself read the book of changes, not to mention teaching others. She can only through one simple story after another, try to guide chestnut to think about some philosophical issues.

Zhong Chun is practicing martial arts in the courtyard, with the cold moon on his head and the cool wind unique to spring night. His ears are full of song Xijiao's whispers. Unconsciously, after more than half an hour of practice, he doesn't feel tired.

Zhi ya, song Xijiao pushed the door open and came out. He saw Zhong Chun squatting at the edge of the well, wiping off his collar, revealing a large piece of honey colored skin on his chest. A few drops of sweat rolled down the sideburns to the clavicle, and then slipped through his strong chest.

It's so eye-catching!

"Finished teaching?" When Zhong Chun heard the door ringing, he knew that song Xijiao had come out. He didn't know whether it was intentional. He didn't rush to pull the collar.

Song Xijiao hesitated for a moment, or boldly went to him, her eyes fluttered for a while, and finally fell on the top of his hair: "well, chestnut is really a good student who is thirsty for knowledge. I'm thirsty for knowledge, but he still hasn't heard enough of it."

"The little boy you told was sitting under an apple tree and was hit by an apple, and then he thought about why the apple did not fly to the sky, but fell to the ground. Not to mention chestnuts, even I wanted to know the answer."

As he said this, Zhong Chun twisted his hand towel and dropped a large amount of water stains on the ground. Then he washed it in a wooden basin. He took it out and continued to wipe it as he said, "the more common things are, the more mysterious they are."

Song Xijiao looked at him in surprise. You know, modern people are used to thinking about this kind of thing. There is no need to think about it. However, the ancients didn't have any knowledge of physics, so they could understand the law. It has to be said that they must have extraordinary wisdom."Have you done it? I want to give you a massage

Hearing this, Zhong Chun raised his eyes and looked at her: "it's so late, we live alone in a room, you have to give me massage, you are not afraid..."

Before he finished speaking, song Xijiao reached into the basin and threw a handful of water on his face: "shut up! You're going to say some bullshit again

Zhong Chun side head hide hide, low voice murmur: "I haven't said, how do you know it's bullshit."

"Well, you can't spit out Ivory anyway."

When they had a meeting, song Xijiao felt sleepy. Thinking about it, it was really not suitable to be alone. In particular, the two people are already interlinked. They are easy to brush their guns and get angry. They simply give up the idea and go back to bed by themselves instead of Guan Zhongchun.

In the middle of the night, the yard was dark and quiet. Only the snoring of Song Mother sounded strong and weak. Zhong Chun went out of the window of song Xijiao and listened to it. He could hear one or two somniloquy. Most of the time, he was quiet as if there was no sound.

You can go.

He took a piece of black cloth from his waist, wrapped his face on the lower half of his face, and in the dark, he went out of the wall and felt for the city.

The curfew in Jinzhou City is not very strict. Although there are soldiers guarding every street, as long as two of them join hands, they can't help chatting and trying to make a hole.

Zhongchun's action is agile and agile. He walks like a cat. When he walks against the wall, his figure even melts into the night. When there were soldiers guarding the place, he turned over and climbed on the roof and bowed at the back of the ridge.

Until Zhou Fu was near, he stopped and pulled up the black cloth on his face. A sharp light flashed in his eyes.

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