The fact that Zheng Yanqing's appointment as his teacher did not spread.

According to Zheng Shi'an's idea, he would have to make a ceremony for apprenticeship, but Li Ji refused. He simply held a ceremony, and only in the school hall. The participants were Zheng Shi'an and Dou Fengjie. They worshipped the world, worshiped the sages, presented a glass of wine, kowtowed a few times, and ended the ceremony in a hurry.

In Li Ji's original words, they are all names, and if major events are handled, they will only add to jokes.

Zheng Shi'an deeply agreed, but Yan Qing thought there was something strange about it. After thinking about it, he felt that what Li Ji said before he became a disciple was not a simple test. Could it be that there is another reason why Li Ji was unwilling to do it?

However, since he has become a disciple, Zheng Yanqing put this thoughts all over and learn with Li Ji calmly.

Li Ji did not just open the Internet just because Zheng Yanqing became his disciple. On the contrary, in his daily teaching, he had stricter requirements. And while interpreting the Three Kingdoms, Li Ji began to teach Yan Qing other knowledge. He was no longer simply sticking to the Five Cang and Thousand Characters, the Four Books and Five Classics, etc., Li Ji thought it was too early to teach now.

But Yan Qing had obviously exceeded the level of elementary school, so he began to teach some other knowledge in a mixed manner.

For example, filial piety, music, and some simple etiquette.

Among them, Yan Qing is most interested in the "Shooting Ceremony" taught by Li Ji in private.

Those who archery must be rituals when advancing and retreating. archery reflects the most important link in traditional Chinese civilization: establishing virtue and self-righteousness, and the harmony of rituals and music. The so-called upright heart, straight body, holding bow and arrow to judge solidity, and then the words can be explained. The ancients used this to judge a person's virtue.

Li Ji attaches great importance to Shooting Li and pays a lot of money to buy Yan Qing a good bow.

When he handed the bow to Zheng Yanqing, he looked solemn, "Yanqing, shooting is the way of man. Shooting requires correctness to oneself, and then to bend it. If you don't blame yourself, you will only seek it from yourself. Do you understand what this sentence means?"

"Students don't understand."

Li Ji said: "Learning to shoot must first examine yourself, and then seek to shoot. If you are not accurate, don't use other excuses, and first examine your own problems. Zengzi said: I examine myself three times a day. Learning to shoot is like doing science, you need to examine yourself frequently.

Confucius said: A gentleman has no dispute, so he must shoot. He is bowing and giving up and drinking down, and his struggle is a gentleman.

I am so happy that I hope you can remember this and reflect on yourself every day to make progress. Do not be satisfied by gaining something.”

Zheng Yanqing bowed to the teachings.

Days passed day by day.

In a blink of an eye, the school was suspended.

Li Ji also gave Zheng Yanqing two days off, so that he would not use it to listen to the lectures in the school. In his opinion, Yanqing was still a child. It would be no benefit to stay in the school all day without proper relaxation. The ancients said that relaxing and moderate, and the same was true for education.

Zheng Yanqing was also happy to rest for two days. After completing the plot of the Huochang Changshe at home, he went to Luoyang City with Zheng Shi'an to visit the old army at Tianjin Bridge.

Tianjin Bridge Market is about 100 meters long.

It mainly focuses on the management of iron tools, with dozens of shops.

In the past, wars were frequent and many people built weapons. Now, after the Kaihuang rule, the people were concerned about peace and fewer people built weapons. The weapons distributed by the court had their own special channels. The iron shops in the neighborhood could only make a living by building and repairing farm tools. If there were only one or two stores, the business would be prosperous. However, dozens of shops and similar skills made the business a little depressed. Zheng Shi'an took Zheng Yanqing and greeted people all the way.

At the end of the street market, he stopped.

There was a guise hanging on the door of a iron shop, and the word "Xiong" was written on it.

Zheng Yanqing knew that most people like to use their surnames as the name of the shop these days. The cover reads "Xiong". Could it be that the owner of this iron shop has the surname "Xiong"? This is really a rare surname.

"Xiong Sledgehammer!" Zheng Shi'an shouted outside the iron shop door, "Is Xiong Sledgehammer there?"

"Who!"

A loud thunder sound came from the iron shop, which made people's ears buzz. When the curtain was lifted, a strong man came out of the back room, looking about 30 or 40 years old, with a tiger-backed and bear-backed waist and huge body. His face was black and purple, and it was obviously caused by long-term smoke and grilling by the fire. His face was a beard like a steel needle, and his leopard head and eyes were full of fear.

Zheng Yanqing let out a sigh and said softly: "Grandpa, what a strong man."

Zheng Shi'an smiled, walked into the iron shop, and said to the giant man: "Master, you are taller than your father in a blink of an eye."

When the giant man saw Zheng Shi'an, he seemed a little unfamiliar at first, but then he smiled.

"Uncle Zheng, you are Uncle Zheng... I remember you, you are Uncle Zheng."

As he spoke, he ran towards Zheng Shi'an, holding a big hammer in his hand, which made people frightened.

"Stop!"

Zheng Shian was obviously a little scared, and quickly waved his hand to stop him, "You guy is so handsome, put down the hammer. He is so furious. My old bones can't stand your intimacy... What about your father, is he here?"

The giant man laughed and stopped.

"My dad is here... I'm drinking from behind."

"Take me in." Zheng Shian walked over with a smile, raised his hand and pounded the giant man's chest, "Good guy, this hard meat is even better than your father back then. Is the old guy okay? Now he can still eat one meal and drink a jar of wine."

"Haha, my dad is fine."

The giant man led the way, and Zheng Shi'an whispered to Yan Qing: "Xiong Daehn was the tiger attendant under the command of the Grand Commander back then.

Back then, the Grand Governor raised an army, and Xiong Daehui's family of eight went into battle. When he came back to Luoyang, he was the only one left. This guy had a good relationship with me, but he was a little straightforward and had a very bad temper. Before, the old army stopped the Grand Governor, no one dared to tell him, for fear that he would do extreme things in anger. However, he was a good person, and his brothers' children were raised by him... Xiong's son was named Xiongwei, but he was actually his nephew. The last time I saw him, he was still a eldest son, but he didn't expect that he would be so big in the blink of an eye."

"Grandpa, Xiong's surname is so strange."

"Yes, Xiong Daehui is not from Luoyang, and his ancestral home is Gong County. When he was a child, he fled with his father to flee, so he fell into Luoyang."

Zheng Yanqing nodded, followed Zheng Shi'an and walked into the backyard.

In the backyard, there were six or seven young people who were sledding irons, some were sledges, and some were sprinting shovels.

In the lobby facing the back door of the store, an old man with gray hair was sitting in front of the desk and drinking.

At first glance, the old man seems to be much older than Zheng Shi'an.

The gullies left by the years and the face was red and purple. The fire in the backyard was a little hot. The old man was slapped with his upper body, and he could see the terrifying wounds on his body from afar. Zheng Yanqing couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Sledgehammer!"

Zheng Shi'an roared, and the old man who was drinking shook his hands, looked up, stood up, and looked surprised.

"Zheng Da Nose?"

Zheng Shi'an was stepping forward, but was roared by Xiong Spy Hammer, and his feet staggered.

His nose was relatively big, and Zheng Da's nose was still in the early years. He followed Zheng Dashi in the army and the tiger servants gave him a nickname. In a blink of an eye, decades passed, and Zheng Shian was about to forget the nickname. However, he was told by Xiong Dahammer.

You know, there is still Yan Qing next to him!

"Xiong Sledgehammer, don't talk nonsense. You old guy is still alive?"

"Hahahaha, you're not dead, I won't."

The two old men met in the lobby, and after looking at each other for a moment, they suddenly stepped forward and hugged each other. Xiong Dagger's size was not as tall as Xiong's mighty, but it was still amazing compared to ordinary people. Yan Qing felt that if this guy was in the future, his size and physique would be even more amazing than the big shark in the NBA.

The colleagues on the battlefield in the past have been together for many years and have been together again.

Zheng Shi'an finally calmed down and waved to Zheng Yanqing to come over, "Yanqing, I have come to see you Mr. Xiong."

"Yan Qing has met Grandpa Xiong!"

Xiong Daehwake was stunned and said softly: "Big Nose, is this your grandson?"

"I brought it...haha, it's even more kissable than my biological one."

Xiong Daehwai suddenly realized and reached out to pat Zheng Yanqing on the shoulder. What a guy, this old man's hand is harder than an iron piece, and he is really called Xiong Daehwai. Yan Qing held on forcing her to withstand Xiong Daehwai's hand.

But he didn't know that Xiong Dagger nodded secretly.

"Big nose, your grandson is much better than you."

Zheng Shian smiled and sat down at the table with a smug expression on his face. Yan Qing sat respectfully behind him, falling behind. But he didn't know that Xiong Daehui was unhappy, "Brother Zheng, sit so far, I look down on me as old man?"

"You guy, don't be quarrel, Yan Qing is a polite."

"Please keep a bird's greeting... There are not so many rules here. Just like being under the command of the Grand Commander back then, you'll be at will."

"I won't talk nonsense to you!" Zheng Shian snorted, then asked, "Slayhammer, how have you been in these two years?"

"What a bird."

Xiong Daehem scolded: "I'm almost suffocating me to death when I stay in this bird's place all day. You said, why don't you fight in this world? I was fighting and killing a few years ago, and my business was good. Now I don't fight anymore, and I'll only drink and eat."

Zheng Yanqing couldn't get in touch, so he looked around.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

I saw a young man squatting at the door of the lobby, with messy hair, shirtless, holding a big bay in his hand, and eating voraciously.

"That's my nephew."

When Xiong Daehhh spoke, he found Zheng Yanqing watching the boy eating. He couldn't help but sigh and said in a deep voice: "He is Lao Liu's grandson. Lao Liu died in Liyang... His daughter was pregnant with a wild breed and died after giving birth to him. This child was life-threatening and actually came alive. It's just that her head was not easy to use, but her intestines were wide and could eat more than Xiong's power.

No matter what, they were all children of Xiong's family, so I asked him to stay.

When the business was good, there was nothing. Now the kid is getting older and his appetite is getting more and more amazing. I don’t know when I can last... Big nose, if you have any good tricks, take care of the old guys."

Zheng Shian smiled bitterly, "I think, but now I can't protect myself."

“How to say it?”

Zheng Shi'an then told him about his current situation and finally said, "Slayhammer, I came today just to see how the old guys are doing. If there is any hardship, I will tell me that I can still help you now.

The master is here, everything is fine. The master is no longer here...

Alas, the master has taken care of me all his life. I really don’t want to upset the master again because of this. Let’s do this, Dahammer, I will write a letter to the master to explain the matter here in detail. If it really doesn’t work, you go to Xingyang?"

"I won't go!"

Xiong Daehammer shook his face, "I haven't fallen to the point yet, and I rely on others to give alms to make a living. But with a big nose, the eldest son is not authentic, and letting a woman be the master of the family is really a shame. I have thought that if I really can't make it, I will take my children to my hometown. If it really doesn't work, we will go to Taiyuan."

Taiyuan was under Bingzhou, and Turks often attacked the border.
To be continued...