"Madam, the young master's physique is too good for me to teach him."
"Madam, the qualifications of this young master are unprecedented and unprecedented. I am not qualified to be his master."
………
Lin Xianer had heard words like this countless times.
In the past few years, the husband has gone to the border, leaving only the mother and daughter guarding the palace of Nuoda.
According to the husband's instructions, after he leaves, when his son can walk away, he must find a master for him.
If you learn martial arts from a young age, you can at least be ahead of others.
It's a good idea, but there's no way forward.
In recent years, Lin Xian'er has been worried about not having enough food to eat, and she was confused because she couldn't find a good chef for her son.
With no other choice, she could only do the work temporarily and let her son learn some simple martial arts, and then read and write.
I have to say that my son is super smart and extremely talented.
No matter what you learn, you can master it once you learn it, and you never need to teach it a second time.
This is why everyone says that their son is very talented and has strong qualifications, but they are not worried about accepting him as a disciple.
At least what they said was true. At least her son was really smart, but he was a little too smart, so much so that she couldn't control him.
"Mom, there is another letter from me. Someone has written to me again."
I had just seen off a martial arts master, and before I had time to express my feelings, a little kid ran over happily.
Holding an envelope in his hand and a smile on his face, he jumped over and ran over.
In the past few years, since my son started learning to read, people have been sending letters here.
At the beginning, the handwriting was crooked and looked like a child's handwriting.
This situation worried Lin Xian'er for a long time at first, but over time, she just let it go and didn't care at all.
"You kid, people write to you every day, but you don't even know how to send one in reply."
Lin Xianer patted her son's head lovingly, and laughed and cursed angrily.
"I replied. According to her wishes, I put the letter in the bottle and then put it in the largest river here."
Lin Xianer couldn't laugh or cry when she heard her son's words.
"Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?
That river runs through the entire continent, how can anyone harvest it?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't receive it, I replied to her anyway.
Mom, this is a little girl. People said that I can receive her letter, which means that we two are destined."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go do your homework. Remember, today you are going to... you are going to..."
Lin Xianer didn't know how to arrange tasks for her son.
I have never been a parent, but I have heard from others that children should be fully allocated with time so that they can learn well.
But her children are different from other children.
No matter what you arrange for him, it can be completed quickly.
Take memorization as an example. For a book, there are several lessons scheduled today, and even an adult would have to spend a whole day memorizing it by rote.
But it was good for him. He read it once and memorized it like a pro, then he gave up reading and ran out to play.
The next day, she arranged twice the amount, which was a bit difficult even for her, but the other party still completed it easily.
How can it continue like this? After a long time, people have gone crazy and cannot change it again even if they want to.
So she began to go into battle herself and teach the opponent sword skills.
He is very good at learning culture, but what about learning martial arts? He won't finish it so quickly, right?
Facts have proved that the situation is still the same.
Today I was taught a set of sword skills. I first made some gestures, and then my son took the wooden sword in his hand and followed it several times.
At first it looked like he was neither fish nor fowl, but he got better at it over and over again, only less than ten times, and he knew the sword skills better than she did.
"Mom, the homework is done! You said it. After the homework is done, I can arrange the time myself."
Well, Lin Xianer discovered that she really couldn't teach children.
But you have to fulfill your promises, right?
So, Xiao Guyun took the letter and ran back to his room.
Once the door was closed, no servants could disturb him. Then he hid in the room alone, opened the envelope, and began to read.
While reading, I also smiled.
Just thinking about it, he felt something was wrong. What the other party said in the letter gave him a set of cultivation techniques.
"Where's the technique?"
Xiao Guyun began to rummage.
When this letter was delivered, there was indeed a package. I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now that I read the content in the letter, I suddenly became excited.
He couldn't practice, he knew that three years ago.
So much so that now that he is nine years old, children of his age have begun to practice, but he is the only one who still practices his sword skills every day, and cannot even beat a little girl younger than himself.
In desperation, I immediately opened the package.
Sure enough, it is a book.
When I turned the first page, the handwriting was still crooked, but the further I read, the more neat the handwriting became. By the time I reached the end, the handwriting could rival that of my mother.
Gu Yun was excited, but he forced himself to practice. Instead, he picked up a pen and paper and started to reply to the other party.
Although his handwriting is not good-looking, compared with children of his age, it is many times better.
"Xiao Mingming, I received what you sent, don't worry, I will definitely practice according to your instructions.
When the time comes, I will definitely beat down all those guys who bullied me.
Today, my mother sent away another master. The master was very powerful. I heard he was a grand master.
But after he saw my physique, he couldn't preach.
I think it's not that he can't teach, but that he doesn't want to teach. I'm so smart and can learn anything very quickly.
Also, my mother said that you can’t receive my letters. She is so stupid. If you can’t receive them, why do you write to me so often?
Let me tell you, today I went to the street and people laughed at me, saying that I have no father.
My father was obviously away fighting, but they didn't understand.
Humph, I even asked my guards to beat them up.
Here, except my mother, no one can speak against me, otherwise, I will beat him until his teeth are all over the floor.
………”
The content of the letter was not long, but Xiao Guyun took about ten minutes to write it.
It wasn't until he packed the envelope and put it in the bottle that he took the bottle and ran out.
But he didn't know that when he ran out, someone was following him.
At this time, in another place in the ancient continent, by the river, a girl was sitting there.
He held a thick stack of letters in his hand and was reading them carefully.
I laughed while reading, and sometimes even laughed out loud.
"Gu Yun, you can never escape from my grasp.
Let you be tied to me forever."
The little girl is very beautiful, with a smile that belies her age.
Coupled with that dress, people can't help but turn their attention to her.