Chapter 583: Still not beaten

Compared with the past, Ning Fu is actually one more Chen Ping, and there is not much fun.
The reason for the silence of Ningfu is too heavy.
Originally, after Ning Yao was born in Ning Yao, he had the opportunity to become a top family like Dong, Qi and Chen San. Nowadays, they have all passed away, but they have a haze.
It is the shop on the side of the stack, because the returning wine of the sword of the sword of the emperor of the emperor of the emperor, the old sword fairy Dong San is personally released, a total of six swords and celestial tables to drink, and a big drive, there are three swordsmen in nothing. The lettering on the card made the small wine shop just go downhill business. After a night, the business was prosperous, and the swordsman who drank the wine was caught a lot. At the same time, the wine shop launched the unique pickles of the 晏记店. Buy a pot of wine, and send a dish of white, with a slightly faint bamboo sea hole wine, sip a sip of wine, crispy pickles, taste great.
Chen Pingan’s clothing, food and shelter in Ningfu, very regular, open the refining gas that stays at the Yonglongya pavilion for six hours every day, often in the early morning hours, and sweeping the courtyard with the white pheasant for half an hour. During this period, ask in detail Boxing matters, in the Lion Peak Li two to help feed the box, said enough detail, but different peak masters, each elaborated boxing, often the same, the road is very different, the scenery is very different, the old man often said the subtle, they personally The exercise boxing, Chen Pingan has a kind of learning. The old man is actually very gratified, because Chen Ping’an has used her boxing frame early in the street battle, the white condensed cream boxing method, and the vast majority of the world’s boxing, the opposite way, the most heavy boxing, the spirit of restraint , snoring into a situation that seems to be full of no leakage, go out of the way, and then talk to the enemy.
Everyday at noon, and Nalan’s night walk in the mustard’s small world to play the martial arts, to get acquainted with a Feijian sword, which is about half an hour.
There are still time drills and there is a drill. This is the requirement of Nalan’s night trip. I want to learn the essence of his two different swords. The two hours are the best time.
Learning the sword with Nalan at night, no more than learning from the white boxing, often hurts. In fact, Nalan’s sword is extremely measured. Chen Ping’s eyes are scarred, and the skin is fleshy. After a distressed time, Chen Ping was slightly injured and slightly heavier. After practicing the sword, he followed the old rules and drank two sorrows with Grandpa Nalan. As a result, Bai Lu’s night trip to Nalan was an all-nighter’s death. Nail head, Nalan night line just reached out and grabbed the wine glass, did not dare to pay back. In fact, the practice of practicing swords, Chen Pingan said, Ning Yao also helped to say, I hope that Bai Yu does not have to worry, but I do not know why, can be described as the old man of knowledge, only in this matter, can not bend, not reasonable The bitterness can only be Nalan’s night.
Later, I heard that Chen Pingjian’s 18-stop bottleneck was loose, and there was a sign of breaking the barrier. The old man had to endure the distress, and he was barely able to let go of the Nalan night without hard work.
Regarding the 18th stop that Aliang had modified, Chen Pingan asked Ning Yao privately why he only taught such people.
Ning Yao looks dignified, saying that A Liang does not want to teach a few more people, but does not dare.
When Chen Ping was sitting in the gazebo, he was awakened, and it was a terrible sweat.
I have taught a lot, and the entire younger generation of the demon swords in the wild world can be together with the swordsmanship!
Ning Yao looks forward to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan said: "I have only taught one person to save money so far."
Ning Yao nodded: "That's fine."
After that, Chen Pingan asked the city pool here that in addition to two editions of engraved books, there are still some swords and sorrows written in the city, whether it is a local or foreign sword repair work, whether it is to write the swordsmanship of the Great Wall, It is also a travel of the mountains and rivers that travels wildly. Ning Yao said that there are not many books in this class. Ning Fu has a lot of collections. The library building is mostly a hundred books of sages, but the mirage in the north of the city can be lucky.
Chen Pingan hesitated.
The market is very weird. Its roots are veritable mirages, but it has long been agglomerated. The Qionglou Yuyu is magnificent, like the Xianjia Mansion. It has nearly forty buildings of various colors and can accommodate thousands of people. There are many. The city itself is heavily guarded. For foreigners, it is not easy to get in and out. Therefore, the giants who have long-term trade with the Great Wall of Jianqi are doing business there, and the odd objects, the antiques, the magic weapon, everything. The mirage will be blurred every 100 years, and the monks living there will need to withdraw once, and the characters will be out. When the mirage is reunited, it will be moved into it.
Ning Yao once suffered an assassination there.
Bai Yu was also on the other side from the Tenth Wufu fell into a mountainous environment, pure Wufu is not a common practicing qi, so it can be seen that the sneak attack that year, how steep and fierce.
Chen Pingan did not promise Ning Yao to go there, but he was going to help people collect books and spend money, otherwise they would work hard to make money.
If you don't say the means to kill, just talk about the speed of practice.
Even if Chen Ping does not compare with Ning Yao, it will only be compared with Chen Sanqiu and several of them. Once I was on the stage of the martial arts, saying that I wanted to "represent the art of the teacher" and taught the little girl Guo Zhuji the set of peerless boxing. Chen Pingan was on the sidelines, ignoring the big ones and the small ones, just looking up and squinting. Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huanfu’s refining meteorology in the pavilion, with the Changsheng Bridge as a bridge between the two worlds. The spiritual airflow is fast, and it’s hard to see. Chen’s squatting is a bit jealous and always feels like breathing there every day. I can’t help but smash the dragon’s feng shui treasure.
Ning Yao stood by and comforted: "Your Changsheng Bridge has not been completely built. They are two Jindan monks, and you will feel the gap is great. When you make up five pieces of the life, the five elements are complementary, now three A piece of life, water seal, Baoyuezhou Wuyue soil, wooden tire statue, three items rank good enough, has a small form of small heaven and earth pattern. To know even if it is in the Jiancheng Great Wall, most of the land sword repair, There is no such complicated Dan room."
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Jian Xiu, there is a good enough sword of the life, it will do, and does not need so much support."
Ning Yao said: "I am not saying something to you with relief?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "He has a heart."
Chen Ping remembered that "the stack is busy with the business every day, and really will not delay her practice?"
Ning Yao shook his head and said: "No, except for the next five places, the body of the cave, and Jin Dan, two times in Ning, the rest of the collapsed, relying on their own, each experienced a battlefield tempered, stacked She is a natural genius who is suitable for mass killing. Last time she and Dong Zaifu learned, you didn't actually see all of them. When you really got on the battlefield and fought side by side, you will understand why the stacking will They were regarded as friends of life and death by Chen Sanqiu. In addition to me, every time Chen Sanqiu ended the battle, he asked the fat man and Dong Hei charcoal. The back of the stack of the head saw it, but it was beautiful."
Ning Yao said: "Therefore, Dong and Chen, two parents, are not very good at the birth, but they have always been very impressive. Especially Chen’s side, there is also a young Junyan, who is married to Chen Sanqiu. My brothers nodded and agreed, but they didn't agree with each other. Dong Grandpa is willing to send off for the Taizong Jianzong Jianxian Huangtong, and chooses the shop in the stack, which has nothing to do with you. It only relates to the life of the Donghe Charcoal. I once said a word, 'If I am going to die, I don’t need to save me.' Grandpa Dong’s special appreciation.

Ning Yao smiled and said: "I haven't said anything about these things. She has a lot of thoughts. She always thinks more. I am afraid that she will be distracted. She is too admired for those swordsmen who are fighting hard. She was too far behind. You should also be aware that whether it is left and right, or Grandpa Dong, or Han Zizi pick them up, they will be very nervous when they see it."
Chen Ping nodded. "I did find out. If you promised, I can talk to her when I look back. I have more experience with this matter."
Ning Yao stared at Chen Pingan and asked: "Is there anything that I don't agree with, or do you think I am very uncomfortable?"
Chen Pingan stretched out his hands and pinched Ning Yao’s cheek. "How is it possible?"
I have been watching the eight-faced, obscene fat man with a careless attitude. The little girl who learned his fists and martial arts squatted on the door, stunned, giving Guo Zhu wine a look, and the little girl turned her head. The cold air, Master is bold, it really is the daring of the art high! I am even more intelligent and very lucky. This time I am a teacher, I will not lose money!
Ning Yao stood still, letting the guy pinch the cheeks on both sides. "Is it so big, go to the mustard, and practice with you?"
Chen Pingan quickly stopped, but after one hand, he spread his hand to the performance field and smiled and said: "Please."
Ning Yao raised his eyebrows and plunged into the mustard field near the south side of the battlefield. He stood still and gently twisted his wrist.
Chen Pingan ran away without a shadow.
Ning Yao did not chase him, but sacrificed the flying sword. He walked in the mustard world, and even the sword was not counted. It was only for a long time that he did not let his flying sword see the heavens and the earth.
The practice of practicing is not worth mentioning for Ning Yao.
Guo Zhu Liquor said: "The situation is judged by time, and it can be stretched. Our teacher is really a husband."
He asked: "Green, I teach you boxing, how do you teach me this, how?"
The little girl learned that the young man in the green shirt swordsman had been in the street at the beginning. Before the enemy, he put a fist in front of the hand and a hand in front of the hand. He shook his head and said: "You are dishonest and the qualifications are worse."
It’s a bit awkward.
Ning Yao waved: "Green end, come and beat."
Guo Zhu wine smashed a good sigh, and then began to run, so that it is a five-day sword repair, the wind is not difficult to escape, it is not as good as the future Master.
Disciples are not as good as teachers, no need to be ashamed.
It’s a pity that Ning Yao’s hand grabbed it, and it’s just a burst of fine swords, and wrapped up the Guozhu wine, and he casually took it to his side.
Guozhu Liquor stood in a squat, lightly sighed, hands clasped together, and then ten fingers crossed, "The spirits of the spirits are spirited, Ning sister is not seen, and it does not hurt!"
He rubbed his hands across his face and picked it up. He said to himself: "I want to accept the green-handed disciple. I would rather worship her as a teacher."
If Guo Zhujiu is so self-sufficient, he can escape from the robbery.
The little girl’s face was swollen and she left Ningfu. She jumped and jumped. When she went out, she asked Ning’s sister if she wanted to eat pastries, and she took a chest to ensure that she was walking.
Long eyes, wrestling and falling, the result is inexplicable and gave Ning sister a small head and knocked on the door.
Some of the dizzy Guozhu wine, alone left the school of learning boxing, she pitifully walked on the street, touched her face, nose, and gently put it on her body, the little girl raised her head high. Slowly moving forward, it is not easy to think of practicing boxing, but this is a good thing. Wow, under the sun, how can there be a peerless boxing method that can be learned casually? When I learned the success of the seven or eight, Ning sister is even, the teacher is big, the master may not be willing to favor himself, then she will bear her forbearance, but Dong is not allowed to marry the old girl, after going to the night, she has to stay a little longer. Hey.
Hanging a little girl with a swaying green handcuffs around her waist, she looked up at the cloudless blue sky and nodded gently. Today is a good day.
On this day, Chen Ping and Ning Yao walked together to the wine shop in Duan.
In the past, the two men refining, each has a rest time, not necessarily get together, often Chen Pingan went to the stack of wine shop alone.
Today, Ning Yao Mingming interrupted the practice and intends to walk with Chen Ping.
Chen Ping did not think much.
Passing through that business is far less than the street wine cellar where his shop business is booming. Chen Ping looked at the big and small couplets, and whispered with Ning Yao: "The words are not written as me, the meaning is far worse, right?

Ning Yao said: "There is a big restaurant, a famous disciple of the Confucian saint, a gentleman of the academy, and a handwritten book."
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "This is just a bad business that only learns a little bit of fur. It will not happen. I bet that the business of the restaurant is not bad. The treasurer on the other side will burn high incense, and I will miss the drink." There are more than 70 restaurants in the world, and everyone sells wine. There are more than 100 kinds of Xianjia wines produced in the world. It is not difficult to drink any wine. In the final analysis, what is it sold?"
Ning Yao asked: "What is it?"
Chen Pingan smiled and didn't talk, and continued to look at the content of the couple who seemed to be ashamed and shy.
Ning Yao said: "Don't say pull down."
Chen Pingan quickly said: "Of course, those who buy wine, drink me, not the sword fairy wins like sword fairy, is the sword fairy more than the sword fairy. Small shop, rough wine table bench, unconstrained, small The wine glass is big, so the stack says that if you make money, you have to change the wine table and chair stool, and learn that the big restaurant will be full of fresh light. This is not enough. The fat man proposed that he use the private money to get in, and take it out under his name. A big satin shop with a bad business has also directly rejected me. Once it will break the feng shui, it will ruin the unique style of the wine shop. In addition, our city is not small, tens of thousands of people. If he is half of the women, he will not be able to sell silk satin? So I intend to say to the fat man, don’t continue to add money to our store, we will pay for his satin shop. Here, I am really willing to save money, except The sword repair that likes to drink is the woman who likes to be happy for her own. The new couplet of the satin shop, I have a good draft..."
Ning Yao slowly said: "Aliang said that men can practice swords, they can become swordsmen only by talent, but they want to be such a good man who is so understanding, and they are not afraid of women’s words such as flying swords. Injury, don’t worry about the woman’s longing to go back without feeling the pain, don’t drink thousands of pounds of souls and dreams of drinking, don’t think about it.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at Ning Yao, and blinked his eyes. "That's right, in the past ten years, I have been thinking of people, and I am far away from the township. The immortal flying sword is also difficult. Only practicing boxing and drinking can solve problems."
The next moment, Chen Pingan suddenly panicked.
Ning Yao's face, some without any cover up.
That pair of eyes, the words are still resting. When she is not good at words, she never says. Because she never knows how to say love.
In the past, the one-million-a-million-a-year-old boy who walked to the hanging hills was as clumsy as he was, so she wouldn’t think that there was anything like it would be like that. If you don’t speak me, you will know.
Chen Pingan extended a thumb and gently wiped Ning Yao's eyebrows and whispered: "Don't be unhappy, you must frown."
Ning Yao said: "I am not happy."
Chen Pingan bent over and picked up Ning Yao to start running.
Ning Yao is at a loss.
Chen Pingan hugged her and ran all the way to the side of the stacking wine shop. The large and small swords on the wine table and the squatting side repaired dozens of people, one by one stunned.
There are also many young women, many of whom are famous prostitutes. Seeing this scene, there is nothing. Instead, one of the eyes is shining, and the more daring woman, drinking a drink, whistling is a skill.
Chen Pingan put down Ning Yao and waved his hand. "The drinks that have not yet been settled will be 10% off!"
Then Chen Ping added: "The two dispensers may not be useful, and the meaning of the stack of large treasurers is correct."
The alcoholic people brushed their faces and looked at the stacks. They smiled and nodded. "That's 10% off."
Suddenly cheers.
It is not easy for his mother to save some money from the two dispensers.
Chen Pingan smashed the small bench, and went to the corner of the street to be a bookman, looking to Ning Yao, Ning Yao nodded.
The stack came to Ning Yao and asked softly: "What happened now? Chen Pingan did not do this before. I see him in this position. In a few days, I have to go to the street to beat the drums."
Ning Yao squinted at a distant table, Yan Yanyan, smiled and said nothing.
Stacks hold back and laugh. On the side of Ning Yao, she secretly mentions a mouth. There are often women here to drink at the shop. The meaning of the drunkard is not in the wine. It is naturally the second treasurer who is famous. There are two who are not shy, not only bought wine, but also on the no-brand card on the wall of the wine shop, engraved the name, wrote the words behind the back, if the stack is not the shopkeeper, they can’t help but have nothing to do. After the card was taken, Ning Yao had previously opened the two missing cards. After looking at it, he turned back silently.
Chen Pingan sat on the small bench and soon surrounded a large group of children.
Still telling the story of the landscape gods that I didn't finish last time, broke at the key point, smiled and listened to the next decomposition.
All around is a complaint.
The fart kid who wants to learn the boxing with Chen Pingqing earlier than Guo Zhujiu is at the foot of Chen Ping’s feet and finds a copper coin from the clay pot. "Chen Ping, you continue to say that there is money." If it is not enough, I can add money."
Chen Pingan reached out and pushed the child's head away. "Let's go cool."
Then Chen Ping took out a sheet of paper from the arms and shook it off. "Do you have any words that you don't know? Do you want to learn?"
There was a teenager who was sulking: "The words you don't know, go too far, learn what it is, thieves are boring. Don't want to listen to these, you continue to tell the story, or I will leave."
Chen Ping looked around, almost the same. For children who grew up in literary and literary styles, they were not very interested in it. It was hard to last for a long time.
Literacy, in the Great Wall of Jianqi, is not useless. Of course, it is useful for those lucky people who can become sword repairers.
However, in the streets and alleys of the poor people here, it is a boring thing. If it’s not for the sake of knowing what a portrait person in the book is in a book, what everyone said, in fact, everyone thinks that with the slanting stone tablets, from childhood to old, the two sides have been you Know me, I don't know you, it doesn't matter.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No hurry. I will only solve the word with you today. After I finish speaking, I will continue to tell the story."
Chen Pingan picked up the bamboo branches on his knees and wrote a word on the mud.
Chen Pingxiao asked: "Who knows?"
Someone said it.
Then Chen Pingan raised the green bamboo branch in his hand, and said that he could help me solve the problem. I will give him this bamboo branch. Of course, it must be solved well, for example, at least tell I, why is this stable word, obviously meaning unpleasant, but with an urgent rush word, isn’t it contradictory? Isn’t it the original saint man-made word, it’s only awkward, it’s only stupid, so we’ve compiled such a word. ?"
A large group of children, big eyes, small eyes, dry eyes.
It is already very remarkable to be able to recognize that it is a stable word. Who knows this?
A little girl hidden among the crowds, whispered: "Future Master, I know the meaning."
Chen Ping shook his head and smiled: "No, you read from a young age, you come to solve the problem, it is unfair to others."
Guo Zhujiu had some of the bamboo branches in Master’s hand. If she got it, she would go back to her own street. The little girl is a little annoyed. "I knew I wouldn't study before I knew."
After the people discovered Guo Zhujiu, they intentionally or unintentionally moved their steps and alienated her. Not only fear and envy, but also inferiority, and self-esteem that tends to be adjacent to inferiority.
The little girl who was alone in the same place had no feeling. The little hand that was hanging on her waist was not touching the mud.
A poor boy with a clear eyebrow but a shirt and a shirt, with courage, slightly reddened his face, pointing to the word on the ground in front of Chen Ping’s body, his words trembled and whispered: "The urgency is steady, the seedlings actually grow fast, but they grow Slowly. There is a small stone tablet in my home, there is a small stone tablet. There is a saying that 'the rice is gathering together, the rich prince is dying'. I asked the sister of the stack, she knows the meaning, but the sister of the stack said that she has never seen any rice. Hey. I think this stable word, there is the meaning of the grass-based, anxious table, just like you and the stack of sisters opened a new wine shop, making money fast, but spending money slowly, there will be a family, stacked sister You can buy a bigger house."
Chen Pingan has long been in the eyes of this boy. He is the one who listens to the story and speaks the most serious and heart-felt.
The teenager was also one of the artisan apprentices who renovated the street.
However, Chen Pingan found that the juvenile is weak, not only has lost the best time to practice boxing, but also is not suitable for martial arts, which is not the same as Zhao Shu. It’s not that you can’t learn to punch, but it’s hard to make achievements. At least the suffering of the three worlds is not enough.
Chen Pingan still does not give up, after Ning Yao asked, Ning Yao far looked at the teenager, but also shook his head, saying that the teenager did not have the qualification to practice the sword, the first step can not cross, this matter is not done, everything is a break, force not Come. Chen Pingan only gave up.
Maybe not the teenager really loves literacy.
It’s just that you have been lonely since childhood, you have nothing to do, you have nothing to do, and you have to do something. If you don’t spend money, you can make yourself a little different from your peers.
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile. "Zhang Jialu, you have solved the problem, and most of them are right, so the bamboo branch is for you."
Chen Pingan handed over the bamboo branches. I didn’t expect Chen Ping’s teenager to know his name, but he was completely flushed and panicked. He shook his head and said:
I don’t want this.

Chen Pingan also took back the bamboo branch and smiled and asked: "Why, want to learn to punch?"
Zhang Jialu still shook his head. "It will delay the long-term work."
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "There is a real skill, it is the most important foundation. Otherwise, it is very difficult to live a good life. When you blame everyone, you will be reasonable everywhere. I feel that people are still wrong, and they will be bad.

Juveniles seem to understand and understand, even among the peers in the nearby streets, he knows the most words, but he really knows, will you know? Can Chen Ping’s words, in the end, are not sages, or short-sighted parents, Zhang Jialu can still hear some, such as Chen Pinghui will recognize that he has long-term work to earn money, to support themselves, which makes the young man a lot.
Can be recognized, even if it is small. For a teenager like Zhang Jialu, it may not be a trivial matter.
The little boy who holds the clay pot, said: "I don't want to be a bricklayer! Nothing, I will find a wife, and I won't look good!"
Chen Pingan reached down and held the child's head around him and shook it gently. "You are ambitions, do you? When you go home, ask you, my mother is good or not? If you dare to ask, there is This hero is discouraged, I will tell you a strange story alone, this sale, do not do?"
"I don't know what to itch? The story you often say, can't run away. But my mother is angry, I will only let me go to the top."
The child raised the clay pot and screamed: "Chen Ping, do you want to teach me the boxing method?! If you don't earn money, are you a fool?"
Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I finished the second half of the story today. I teach you a set of rough and shallow boxing methods. Everyone can learn, but in the front, this boxing method is very boring. I learned it, and I definitely have no interest. At most, it is winter. Snow, feel a little cold."
The child snorted and felt that it was OK. He didn't learn white and didn't learn, so he hugged the clay pot.
Chen Pingan smiled at the child and said: "Isn't the money jar still used?"
The child asked: "Cheat the child money, Chen Ping, you are so embarrassed? You are such a master, it is really shameful, I just do not learn to punch with you, or become a master later, not like you."
Around the small bench, laughter began.
Even Zhang Jialu, a younger teenager, envied the child’s daring daring and dared to talk to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan continued to tell the story of the mountains and rivers that had both ghosts and monks and monks, and then stood up and placed the bamboo branches on the small bench. The children also let out the empty space and looked at the guy in the green shirt. Slowly walk six steps.
Chen Pingan stood and smiled: "Have you learned?"
Guo Zhu wines do not turn their eyes, the top boxing method, the master style!
The child holding the money jar shouted: "Well?"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "No?"
The child gently put down the clay pot and stood up. It was a trick of claws and claws. After panting and punching, the child angered: "This is the boxing method that you used to win so many small swords, Chen Ping! Who are you fooling? Step by step, still slow down, I am worried for you!"
Chen Ping pointed to the word on the ground and smiled: "Forgot?"
Chen Pingan went through the six steps and walked again. He was still slow, and he made a punch. He said, "All the boxing techniques - Kung Fu, they are seeking from stability. One day, the boxing method is great, and this boxing is handed out again..."
After the last punch of the pile, Chen Ping stopped, tilted upwards and punched the sky.
The children opened their eyes one by one and looked at the sky.
Chen Pingan has quietly received a punch, picking up bamboo branches and benches, and is ready to return home.
The child asked, "Is this punch punched out and there is no thunder?"
The rest of the people also nodded and felt that they were not addicted.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I didn't really punch."
The atmosphere is a bit awkward.
Guo Zhu wine Shen Shen Tian, ​​shouted: "Booming!"
Chen Ping’s hand-to-hand squatting was a bit shameful, but she couldn’t hurt the little girl’s heart, and she squeezed her smile from her conscience and gave her a thumbs up.
The rest of the children are also facing each other.
Dissipated, boring, or wait for the next story.
Chen Pingan shouted Zhang Jialu, the boy was confused, still came to Chen Pingan, uneasy.
For the teenager, this man named Chen Pingan is a... heavenly man.
Chen Pingan slowly, his wrist twisted, secretly took out a bamboo leaf and stuffed it with Zhang Jialu. He whispered: "Send you, you can usually wear it, just like the boxing pile, it is useless, not my deliberate test. Whatever you are, the fact is that, but as long as you are willing to learn to punch, walk several times a day, with this little bamboo leaf, help you to slightly resist the cold, it will soon snow, cold season, when the long work is easier, Still ok."
Zhang Jiaxuan tightly bamboo leaves, silent for a moment, "Is it really not suitable for martial arts and practicing swords?"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "Yes."
The teenager's eyes are red, and he does not speak.
Chen Ping looked forward. "It’s a great thing to be responsible for yourself when you are young. Zhang Jialu, don’t look down on yourself."
The teenager looked up.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The name of Jiayu is that you have read so many inscriptions yourself, and you have taken two words and took the name?"
The boy nodded. "My mother walked early, my grandfather didn't read. In the past few years, I have only had a small name."
Chen Pingan turned and said: "Jia is beautiful, and it is a firm name. It is a very good name. The days of the Great Wall of the Sword are not very good. This is something you have no way at all, and you can only accept it, but How to live, it is up to you to decide. Will it become better in the future, it is hard to say, it may be more difficult, maybe you will become more skilled in the future, you will earn more money, and become a craftsman who is respected by neighbors."
Speaking of this, Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "But at least, when I talk to other people about the landscape story, I might mention it to others. The sword is in the Great Wall, and there is a craftsman named Zhang Jialu. I hope there is no advantage, but when I am young, I like to read the inscription, literate and break the word, and not lose the scholar."
After Zhang Jialu left.
From beginning to end, Guo Zhu wine did not speak, that is, looked up, watching a man who was his master after a year and a half.
In an instant, Guo Zhu wine has wide eyes and is full of expectations.
I saw that Chen Pingyi pointed to a calculation, and then said: "It takes a year and a half to accept the matter."
Guo Zhu wine sighed heavily.
Chen Pingan continued to move forward. The bustling wine shop, the money was like water, and it was in my bag. It was very festive when I was far away. Chen Ping, who was in a good mood, asked casually: "Have you ever heard a saying? It is said that it is a savage world, and it is possible to raise an article about the poetry of the ages."
Guo Zhuji shook his head: "The future Master has a great knowledge, and the future disciples have little knowledge. I have never heard of it."
Chen Ping’s peace is strange. The feng shui of his own mountain has spread to the Jiancheng Great Wall. It doesn't make sense, the culprit's pioneering disciple, Zhu Zhu, these people, far away from here.
Guo Zhu wine curiously asked: "Is there anything behind?"
Chen Pingan nodded. "The ancient articles of the population are nothing, all of you, ancestors, for thousands of years, can be ashamed to kill all the poems in the world."
Guo Zhujiu asked: "Master, do you need me to help you with these words, the streets and alleys? The disciples shouted while walking and practicing punches, not tiring."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "No."
Guo Zhu wine steals music. Only in this sentence can you hide your words, claiming to be a disciple, shouting Master, and making a big profit today.
Go to the wine shop.
Ning Yao looked at Guo Zhujiu who prepared the oil on the soles of his feet. The little girl ran to the front of Ning Yao and smiled. "Ning sister, this is especially good today."
Ning Yao looked at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingwei smiled and said: "I don't want to teach these."
Guo Zhujiu, seeing Ning’s sister, is hard to find himself. When he sees it, he will accept it and go home.
When I was young, I felt that there were so many big things that were really sad.
When you grow up, you will forget what those sorrows are.
Ning Yao and Chen Pingan returned to Ningfu.
Ning Yao asked: "I really intend to accept the apprentice?"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "For the time being, it is not the name. Guo family treats people kindly, I can hardly do something for Ningfu."
Wei Jin, who didn't know when to drink at the shop, seemed to remember one thing. He turned to look at Chen Ping's back and smiled with a heartfelt voice: "Several times I visited drinking and forgot to tell you that the left predecessor was a long time ago. Let me ask you when to practice the sword."
Chen Pingan turned his head and shouted to the stack: "The big treasurer, after Wei Dajianxian drinking here, will be 10% off!"
Wei Jin took out a grain rain money and put it on the table. "Good to say."
Ning Yao asked: "What happened?"
Chen Pingwei smiled and said: "I have to go to the Great Wall of Jianqi immediately, let the white cockroach prepare the medicine tank. If it is too late to see me, you will go back to me."
Jianqi is on the other side of the Great Wall.
Left and right facing the south, sitting cross-legged, closing your eyes and keeping your eyes.
Many things, do not understand, some can understand, but do not want to accept.
So eventually, I chose to stay away from the world and go to the sea.
This is not a matter of how the sword fairy is romantic. In fact, it is not pleasant at all.
But now, the left and right do not understand, there is one more thing.
The gentleman is not around, the little teacher, courageously dare to be so big.