Xue Poye was interested in watching at this time. Those Shaolin Kung Fu tours were going around, and it cost money to watch those fancy fists and embroidered legs. But now the real Kung Fu to defeat the enemy in front of him was free. Naturally, he didn't want to see it in vain, and he was watching it with relish.
, a soft cry suddenly sounded in his ears. Xue Poye was not naturally a person who could concentrate. Although he watched the fighting in the field with great interest, he heard the cry in his ears. He turned his head to look and saw only the sedan chair.
The side window opened, revealing Xiao Suzhen's exquisitely beautiful face, which was very shy.
Xue Poye looked around, tapped his chest, and asked curiously: "Call me?"
Xiao Suzhen's face turned pink and she nodded shyly.
Xue Poye felt so happy, it was really strange that this little girl actually took the initiative to greet him, which was very unexpected.
A proud smile flashed across the corner of Xue Poye's mouth, but he still maintained a calm expression. He coughed twice, slowly leaned over and said calmly: "What are your orders, Sister Shi?"
Xiao Suzhen lowered her head, remained silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Shi...Brother Shi, does the word you just said have a brand name?"
Xue Poye was dumbfounded. This girl is really annoying. They were fighting fiercely in the front, but here she couldn't forget the lyrics and music she had just recited. She was immersed in the romance of poems and songs. It really made Xue Poye break into a cold sweat.
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The destiny of a talented woman is truly worthy of her name.
Xue Poye touched his nose and said, "Brother Wei just did it casually, and I haven't thought of a name for the brand yet. My sister's literary talent is amazing, why don't you help me come up with a brand name."
Xiao Suzhen shook her head and said: "This is my brother's masterpiece. I don't dare to name it. If I don't get it well and it insults such a good word, I will be punished by death."
Xue Poye laughed and said smoothly: "How about calling it "Shui Diao Ge Tou"?"
Xiao Suzhen lowered her head again. After a moment, she raised her head. Her beautiful face was full of admiration and her voice was extremely soft: ""Shui Tiao Ge Tou", brother, you are full of talent and don't show it to others. My little sister is really clumsy.
Previously, Shibo said that you were his student, but I still didn't believe it. Now it seems that Shibo is afraid that he has learned all the true stories of Shibo." He seemed very apologetic and said softly: "Brother, don't blame me!"
Xue Poye was very disdainful and said to himself: "Is it possible to get Shibo's true biography? Damn it, that old guy can make such words? This is Su Shi's grandpa Su's masterpiece. I'm afraid the old guy won't be able to do this if he lives for another fifty years.
." Of course I couldn't say this, and leisurely said: "The teacher is knowledgeable and talented, and I have benefited a lot. However, things like poetry still depend on talent, interest, and feelings. You can't teach them.
Although Brother Wei is rude, sometimes he is in a mood and is very emotional. I just happened to see the moon in the sky and recited this "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" casually, making my sister laugh!"
Although he looked respectful on the outside, Xue Poye was already laughing to his heart's content. It seemed that it was not impossible to get this stunning beauty, and at least he had already won her favor by pretending.
Xiao Suzhen sighed softly: "Brother Shi is too modest. However, what Brother Shi said is indeed true. The art of poetry cannot be taught, it is innate."
The two of them talked about poetry and poetry leisurely under the night, regardless of the fighting going on in front of them.
Seeing that Xiao Suzhen agreed with his remarks, Xue Poye became more interested and said: "If the art of Ci and Fu can be learned through teaching, then the students of the literary giants in the past dynasties will surely be able to produce wonderful works. Teachers teach students
, students pass on to their descendants, such a virtuous cycle, after the dynasties have changed to this day, everyone is probably a literary giant. But this does not seem to be the case. Every dynasty has many students, but how many of them really stand out? Bai Juyi in the previous dynasty
, Du Fu, and Li Bai are both unparalleled geniuses in literature, does Shimei know which one of them educated a great man in literature?"
Although the Song Dynasty is no longer in this era, the Tang Dynasty is still an indelible history. Just like Xue Poye is familiar with history, the dynasties before the Chu Dynasty still followed the normal historical trajectory, but there was a sudden change in the Song Dynasty.
That's all.
Xue Poye's words immediately made Xiao Suzhen deep in thought. After savoring it carefully, she felt that this senior brother was really not an ordinary person. His words were exquisite, which was very different from his lazy appearance.
Xue Poye was very satisfied when he saw that Xiao Suzhen looked at him with a different look from the previous disdain, and he praised: "For example, Shimei is very talented in literature and can be said to be a rare talented woman among women. Mr. Chen Yin is even more
He is a literary giant of the generation. To outsiders, Shimei seems to have been carefully cultivated by Mr. Chen Yin, but I don’t think so. Shimei’s achievements today are entirely due to her own talent and cannot be achieved by external forces!"
Xiao Suzhen's face turned red with embarrassment, and she hurriedly said: "Brother, thank you very much. My little sister just loves to recite poems and write poems for fun. Such false reputations as talented women are all nonsense made by outsiders." Her face was as white as snow, with a shy blush.
It's really beautiful and charming, and it's incomparable.
Xue Poye laughed and wanted to talk loudly, but he heard a girl on the side scream in surprise. He looked around hurriedly and saw that Zhang Hu had jumped away and covered his shoulders. Blood was flowing out, but he was scratched by the inspection blade of Mou.
hurt.
Xue Poye was taken aback. Previously, he thought Zhang Hu had a better chance of winning. Unexpectedly, just by chatting with Xiao Suzhen for a few words, Zhang Hu suffered a loss and shouted: "Brother Zhang, are you okay? How are you injured?"
Zhang Hu said loudly: "Brother Xue, please bear with me, I'm fine!" He turned to look at Mou for inspection, and laughed loudly: "What a powerful sword skill, come again!" His body suddenly moved, and he rushed forward again, with both hands in front of him.
Bend, like a hungry wild wolf.
Hearing Zhang Hu praise Mou Xinjiang's knife skills, Xue Poye paid attention to Mou Xinjiang's knife skills. To be honest, Xue Poye had seen some young and Dangerous guys hacking and slashing with machetes in his previous life.
Of course, there is no order. At this time, I carefully looked at Mou Xunxun's knife skills. Although I couldn't see any major clues, I saw that Mou Xunxun was able to turn the knife very quickly. If it were him, he would have cut it to the end with one slash, but Mou
The inspection's sword technique was clearly meant to slash to the left, but in the blink of an eye, the blade had already slashed straight to the right, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to guard against. His wrist was extremely flexible, and he had obviously practiced it countless times before he could be so natural. If it were an ordinary person, he would just hit the left and then the right.
The right conversion is already extremely difficult, not to mention the lightning-fast speed.
Xue Poye watched in horror. Some of Mou Xianggang's moves almost killed Zhang Hu with his sword, but Zhang Hu just dodged away like a ghost with incredible body skills. The more he watched, the more frightened he became.
The kung fu is indeed incredible, truly unprecedented.
Although the kung fu of the soldiers around him was far different from that of the two of them, they were still in the military training field after all. When they first got a glimpse of the door, the two of them fought to the point of danger, and there were exclamations and admirations from all around. It was obvious that they admired the kung fu of the two men greatly.
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Xue Poye thought to herself: "This little girl Suzhen once promised that she would marry the best man in the world, and she must be both civil and military. If I want to get her, I need to be both civil and military. Now I will recite a few sentences through the works of the saints.
The title of the poem is not a problem, but this martial art has some twists and turns. Now I have to kill a chicken and chase it all over the yard. I am still far from having both civil and military skills. How can I think of a way to practice martial arts well?
It's better to let this little girl fall into my arms." Thinking of Xiao Suzhen's plump and attractive breasts and round buttocks, Xue Poye swallowed his saliva and went to see Xiao Suzhen, but saw that the curtain of the side window of the sedan had been lowered again.
Can't reach her.
This is not because Xue Poye is lustful. Xue Poye considers himself a kind-hearted and honest person, and he does not attach much importance to beauty. However, as the saying goes, "A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to be jealous", facing a stunning lady like Xiao Suzhen
If a talented woman is not moved, then she is no longer a man.
Zhang Hu and Mou Inspection have been fighting for a long time, and their bodies are gradually slower than before. It is obvious that they have lost too much physical strength.
Hearing Zhang Hu's scream, he seemed unable to bear it any longer and turned around to run away. His forehead was covered with sweat and he looked like he was unable to withstand the enemy.
Inspector Mou shouted loudly and pounced from behind. The gold-plated sword flashed coldly and struck Zhang Hu straight on the back of the head.
Xue Poye shouted out loud: "Brother Zhang, be careful!" Seeing the critical situation, he broke into a cold sweat.
Seeing that the blade was about to hit Zhang Hu's head, Zhang Hu leaned forward, as if he was about to be carried down. When everyone screamed, they saw that Zhang Hu had already bent down. Thanks to him being a thick and strong man, his forehead was actually
Sticking to the leg, two fists with spikes struck back wildly. When Mou Inspector's sword passed over Zhang Hu's head, Zhang Hu's two spikes had already pierced into Mou Inspector's thighs.
Deep in the flesh.
Zhang Hu rolled on the spot, and the wolf's fang thorn was pulled out from Mou Xunjian's thigh. Blood immediately started to flow out. Mou Xunjian's body went limp, and he was about to collapse, but he put the gold-plated sword on the ground and supported the knife with both hands.
, but he didn’t fall down.
Zhang Hu rolled away and was already a few feet away, looking coldly at Mou's inspection.
Inspector Mou's face turned from blue to white, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He clenched his teeth and held on for a moment. The pain in his legs was excruciating. It was unbearable. As soon as he loosened his grip, he collapsed.
The few soldiers behind were all shocked. They were close confidants of Inspector Mou, and they usually had a good relationship with each other. When they saw Inspector Mou injured, someone quickly stepped forward to treat the wound. The others were even more furious and could not control it at this time.
Zhang Hu, who was from the Kyoto Procuratorate, drew his knife and shouted: "You son of a bitch, you hurt the patrol inspector, brothers, take revenge on the patrol inspector!"
With the shouts, all the soldiers were filled with righteous indignation. Without hesitation, they rushed towards Zhang Hu together with their swords drawn horizontally——