C5 Shi Zhongyu a Talented Youth!
Ever since Shi Qing and Min Rou had decided that their youngest son, Shi Zhongjian, was dead, they had always loved and cared for their eldest son, Shi Zhongyu. Our Comrade Shi Zhongyu also grew up happily in such a family.
Our Shi Zhongyu was also very successful. When the original Shi Zhongyu was four years old, he was carried in Min Rou's arms and taught him to recognize the words "black and white" on the large signboard in the center of the Xuansu Manor Hall. In the end, Shi Zhongyu recognized him immediately. However, our Shi Zhongyu is even more ruthless. He can read at the age of one, can read the Three Character Classic at the age of two, and already knows a lot of books at the age of three (the main character was a scholar in his previous life, it's not strange, not strange!) Now that our Shi Zhongyu is five years old, his two godfathers will be here every birthday for the past five years. Since Shi Zhongjian has already "died", the godly scholar Meng Jiang, who taught Shi Zhongjian, would have had a good time reading ancient texts at such a young age. What's even more surprising is that this little rascal has photographic memory, and this godly scholar Meng Jiang is just like a godly child. But would Meng Jiang be able to teach him even if he wanted to? He was firmly opposed to it. He believed that Shi Zhongyu should follow him to the Snow Mountain Sect to learn swordsmanship. The reason was naturally because Feng Wanlee held a sword at the Full Moon of the kid, implying that he would become a chivalrous hero in the future!
It was Shi Zhongyu's birthday. The two godfathers were arguing again, but little Shi Zhongyu said surprisingly, "Greatfathers, why do you want me to learn from one of you? Why can't I learn with you two? And Daddy, Mommy, can't I let them teach me as well? "
These words were like a awakening from a dream! The four masters all looked at each other.
"Yu’er is right. Why don't you guys teach Yu’erwu and Third Brother together?" Shi Qing hurriedly said.
"Yes!" "If Jian Er is still alive …" Min Rou looked at her smart son and couldn't help but to think of Shi Zhongjian, who was also her son.
"Alright, I don't have any objections. What about you, Second Brother?" Meng Jiang hurriedly said.
"If you don't have any objections, how could I have any!?" Feng Wanlee also quickly replied.
Just like this, our Shi Zhongyu began to live a tough life. Every morning, he would practice the sword technique with his parents, but luckily, our Shi Zhongyu had photographic memory and was born with a high level of comprehension. In less than a month, he was able to use the sword technique freely.
Although learning the sword has kept our protagonist Shi Zhongyu fresh for a while, but after he has learned the Upper Clear Sword Style, it is no longer meaningful to him. Therefore, Shi Zhongyu once again threw himself into the literary craze, Shi Zhongyu in his previous life was originally a literary enthusiast, and now that he is in the ancient times, he naturally has to study properly.
One day Shi Zhongyu, as usual, was rummaging through some ancient characters in his father's study and accidentally discovered them
Before Shi Zhongyu even read the contents of the book, he already remembered the life of Li Yishan that he had read in his previous world: Li Shangyin, Tang Shi, Yishan, Yuxi, and Hanoi. Kai-chan, a former county captain, secretary-general, and a judge such as Dongchuan. Because of the influence of Niu Li Party's struggle, he was pushed aside and ruined for the rest of his life. He couldn't help but sigh. How could such a talented person live his entire life like that? He also thought about his fortuitous encounter in this world. He didn't know how he should spend his life practicing peerless martial arts and unifying the martial arts. Or was he going to be a lone warrior who would stand up for the world and become a hero? Or was he simply a prodigal son whom he had always yearned for, a man who would live a life of intoxication today, and who would live a life of bliss when the moon is in his hands', and who could win the hearts of all the beauties in the world? Countless thoughts ran through his mind in that moment. He only felt that he had too many choices and was actually in a daze.
At this time, my mother came in and poured a cup of hot tea for Shi Zhongyu. She looked at me kindly and said, "Yu’er, take your time and take a look. Don't be anxious. Come and drink some hot tea first." As he spoke, he put the tea cup beside the book Shi Zhongyu was reading.
When Shi Zhongyu saw his mother, he smiled sweetly and said, "Mom, I got it. I'm reading by myself."
After a while, his mother left the study, and Shi Zhongyu naturally came back to flip through the book.
Flipping over to the first page, it was a poem that had been written in writing, "Last night's stars, last night's wind, the west side of the painting building, Gui Tang." His body was colorless, and his wings were like a pair of phoenix wings. Seat to send hook spring wine warm, divided into a layer of wax lamp red. "In spite of the fact that he was listening to the drums and responding to the officials' calls, he turned his attention to the trees on the Mallan platform.
It was this poem! Li Yishan's poem was Chen Ke's (Shi Zhongyu) favorite poem in his previous life! Every time he recited this poem, what arose from the bottom of his heart was not the loss of his love, but the faint warmth, and the faint feelings of his heart. It was as if something that had once enchanted you had returned, or as if you had passed through a tunnel of time and space to reunite with familiar people. As he thought of this, he became infatuated for a moment. Some martial arts technique manuals had been thrown out of the window, but he began to recite a poem, mumbling softly: Last night, the stars blew last night, painting the east side of the Gui Hall on the west side of the tower. His body was colorless, and his wings were like a pair of phoenix wings. Seat to send hook spring wine warm, divided into a layer of wax lamp red. "As for the rest of the prisoners, they would listen to the drums and answer the officials' calls, and they would then turn their heads in the direction of Malan.
After reading it once, he couldn't help but think: The most extreme sentence lies in this poem's "A body without colored phoenix wings, a mind without a single thread of thought". This was also the most common sentence in the previous life when he was in school, but he didn't expect that he would still be able to see this poem after a round of reincarnation.
For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to the night he had read Li Shang Yin for so many years. Unknowingly, he had started flipping downwards. Just as the poem was about to explode with excitement, Shi Zhongyu couldn't help but get angry. He carefully smacked the cup of hot tea that his mother Min Rou poured just now, and coincidentally, this cup of water wet the entire book. Shi Zhongyu couldn't bear to part with the poem, and his calligraphy was done in a flurry, making it seem as light and graceful as a dragon and as if it were a phoenix. He quickly picked up the book to shake off the water and opened the first page again. As soon as he saw it, he could not help but turn pale with fright. He saw that the line at the bottom of the poem had clearly written "Lu Xiaofeng" in large characters. Lu Xiaofeng? Wasn't this the character written by Great Hero Gu? Why did he appear here? Shi Zhongyu started to feel uneasy. He remembered that Great Hero Gu's Lu was a powerful character, but he didn't know if he was still as powerful among the Way of the Heroes or if this world was really the world of the Way of the Heroes that Chen Ke had read about in the past.
In any case, since the words appeared after soaking in the water, he might as well read on. The more he read, the happier he became. The original blank pages were now filled with small words, and the words written on them were indeed Lu Xiaofeng's "Spirit Rhinoceros Finger" and "Dual Flying Rainbow Wings" Lightness Arts. One must know that in Gu Long's novels, his colorless Phoenix Wings were linked by a single point in his heart. These two lines of Li Shangyin's poem were about a person and his two kung fu skills. His name was Lu Xiaofeng, and his martial arts skills were his "Twin Flying Rainbow Wings" Lightness Arts and the famous "Spirit Rhinoceros Finger" of the martial arts world. His Consonance Finger had intercepted Ye Gucheng's Heaven Flying Immortal, but it had left a lingering mark: could he also block Ximen Fengxue's merciless sword? This was what many people, including Guolong and Ximen Fengxue themselves, wanted to know.
Lu Xiaofeng was someone who deeply understood the bitterness of life. He would never risk his life just for the sake of his reputation in the martial arts world. This was the difference between him and his friend Ximen Fengxue and Ye Gucheng. They did not go near debauchery, they only drank plain water, and lived their lives for the grace of that sword strike. They were willing to bleed for whose sword was faster. As for Lu Xiaofeng, he would rather drink flower wine with Ouyang Qing, Xue Bing, and Shaman, or travel a thousand miles to eat Master Bitter Melon's vegetarian banquets with Hua Manlou before going to the Yin Gou gambling den to gamble. Compared to Ximen Baixue and Ye Gucheng, perhaps Lu Xiaofeng understood that Jin Jiu had turned into an embroidery bandit and that Daoist Mu was an experienced swordsman. After all, sometimes it was necessary to strive for victory in one's entire life. Lu Xiaofeng loved the enjoyment of Hua Manlou and Zhu Chi. Yes, although Lu Xiaofeng was not as good as Wang Lianhua in understanding Li Shang Yin's "Night Rain to the North", she was still a faithful believer of Li Taibai's "living like a dream, making him happy".
He was a man among men. He was a friend that every man liked. He was loyal, friendly, intelligent, not slippery, and occasionally stupid. He was straightforward, straightforward, liked to drink, and even practiced a set of martial arts that allowed him to lie down and drink. The loveliest thing about him was that he never wanted to put on a straight face and pretend to be a gentleman.
Thinking of this, Shi Zhongyu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. He was thinking that if he could master Lu Xiaofeng's martial arts in the future, then wouldn't the martial arts world be able to let him run rampant? Wait, wait. Although he had the Lightness Arts and the powerful finger arts, he was lacking in internal energy. Compared to the younger brother of the lucky dog, Shi Zhongjian, he was like a rich man who had no way to utilize his inner strength …
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One woman writer put it nicely: See how a man is, see his friends and rivals.