Li Yanqing used to live in a dilapidated thatched hut, and he really didn't feel anything about his home. When he rebuilt the house this time, Li Yanqing discovered that the foundation of his home was actually quite large. Not only was there a yard in front, but there was also a yard in the back. However, in the past, he had overgrown weeds and no yard walls, and he always thought it was a wasteland.

Now the backyard is leveled again, and the yard wall is surrounded by a larger yard than the front yard. There is also a date tree in the yard. Unfortunately, this year is the Little New Year, and more than a hundred small dates have been sparsely formed. The harvest is not big. My father said that in the year of harvest, the trees are full of golden dates. Every autumn, I climb up the tree to eat enough.

This time the patriarch was very generous in building a house for them, and built four houses for them. In addition to the main hall and the left and right wing rooms, there was also a dormitory behind them, all of which were brand new blue brick houses, and the floor was paved with large pieces of blue bricks, and there was no moisture from the past.

Li Daqi also bought a lot of furniture, the tables and chairs were replaced with new ones, and the pits in the past were also removed. He bought a bed, bedding and hemp mat for himself and his son. The only furniture left behind was the large camphor wood box with all the paint. It was brought by Li Yanqing's mother's dowry, and it was also the sustenance of Li Daqi's longing for his deceased wife.

As the sun was dusk, the noise dissipated, Li Yanqing's heart calmed down, and he was about to start writing the second part of "The Great Sage of Monster Hunting".

Li Yanqing lives in the right wing room, which is the largest room except the living room, which is slightly larger than the dormitory where Li Daqi lives. The little donkey lives in the left wing room tonight. Tomorrow, Li Daqi will ask someone to build a livestock shed in the backyard.

Dahei was going out to play early in the morning and refused to go into the house to sleep. Uncle Hu built a nest for it in the yard and slept directly in the yard to watch the house at night.

Under a bright oil lamp, Li Yanqing was writing quickly. The plot had already taken shape in his mind. He could write it in one breath without any lag. At this time, his father's voice came from outside the door, "Qing'er, Daddy has something to say to you."

"I'm fine, daddy, come in!"

Li Daqi walked into the room, holding the "The Great Sage of the Monster Hunter: Red Boy" written by Li Yanqing. This was a book written by his son, so of course he had to read it carefully.

He sat opposite Li Yanqing and smiled, "Dad just read your book. It's really good and attractive. I can't write it yet."

"Just not able to write a story!"

Li Yanqing put down his pen and smiled, "Why do I think about the plot, and then my father writes a book, and we are working together to make a lot of money."

Li Daqi shook his head, "If I write, it will definitely not be the taste. It will definitely be extremely dry. And tomorrow I will go to the county and meet Yao Xuezheng and other colleagues. The cultivation of the township will officially begin tomorrow. At the same time, the family tree is compiled, which will be very busy. I won't have much time at home, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to take care of you in the future."

Li Yanqing smiled and said, "I can take care of myself, don't worry, dad."

Li Daqi was actually not very worried. He used to go to the county to copy books, but he went there for several days. His son was handed over to his neighbors for care. Didn’t he come here well?

Li Daqi said again: "Dad thought about it and left the donkey at home for you. It is convenient for you to go home from school. You can store the donkey in a mule and horse store, and Dad will buy a donkey again."

"Dad, I really don't need it. Li Er and Li San don't ride a donkey. If I ride a donkey, I can't leave with them. Dad will ride it! No need to buy it anymore."

Seeing that his son refused to accept it, Li Daqi had to forget it. He got up and was about to leave, but Li Yanqing remembered something and said, "Dad, wait a moment, I have one more thing."

"What else?"

Li Yanqing took a large bag of money from the bedside, which was the twenty-ton of money rewarded to him by the village. He said to his father: "I asked the master, if you only study in the elementary school room for two years and learn to read and write, only four-ton of money is enough. I want to support the five children in the village in the name of my father to go to school for two years."

Li Daqi was surprised. He asked in confusion: "How did you think of sponsoring your child to school?"

"It's because the state yamen will send someone to check on the situation of his father after the New Year."

Li Yanqing did not hide it, so he told his father about the incident when he saw Li Guanren of the prefecture and asked him to help delete the bad records.

Li Daqi was completely stunned. Seeing that his father looked wrong, Li Yanqing reached out and shook his hand in front of him, "Dad, are you okay?"

Li Daqi grinned, his eyes suddenly became wet. He could no longer suppress his inner emotions. His legs were weak and he sat down, lying on the table and started crying.

Li Yanqing stopped talking, just looked at his father quietly to vent his grievances.

After a while, Li Daqi slowly sat up and wiped away his tears with embarrassment, "Dad is so happy, Qing'er, what did you do? I mean, how did you know the magistrate?"

"It was also a coincidence that we met while we were enjoying the snow scene. He was traveling in a condom at that time, and no one knew that he was a high-ranking official from the prefect."

Li Yanqing originally wanted to suggest that after deleting the bad records, he could move to another place to prepare for the imperial examination, but he was afraid that his father would tell him about the imperial examination, so he did not mention the matter for the time being.

Only then did Li Daqi realize that his son's efforts to support the children in the village to go to school were all to build a good reputation for himself in the short term.

He calculated with his fingers for a long time before he said to his son: "There are thirteen children suitable for studying in the village. Brother Li and you are already in school, and there are ten people. Since you have already sponsored five people, I will give you another twenty coins and support the other five children together. This way, the boss will not praise the people for their discomfort."

"It's absolutely OK. Get twenty taels of silver from my money-making fee! Don't move my hard-earned money."

Li Daqi shook his head, "Save the money you earn, maybe there will be an urgent need in the future. This is Dad's business, so let me do it!"

Li Yanqing did not argue anymore. He understood his father's intentions. Li Daqi stood up and touched his son's head, and smiled lovingly: "Go to bed early, don't stay up too late, you have to get up early to go to school tomorrow!"

"I'll write a few more lines and go to bed."

Li Daqi nodded and closed the door and went out. He walked into the yard, looked at the stars in the sky, his mind was full of thoughts, and his heart was undulating. He exhaled a long breath, how did he get favor from heaven? His son turned from a fool to a talented prodigy.

.........

At the fourth update of the next day, Li Daqi left a note and led the donkey away. He would not be able to come back for at least four or five days.

Not long after, Li Yanqing got up. His personality was not like Yue Fei, who did what he said. He thought twice, but once he made a decision, he would do it without hesitation. He was determined to practice some martial arts. Although he did not want to join the army, he could draw his sword to protect himself when the Jin soldiers came.

Li Yanqing looked at the notes on the table. His father said that he had already handed over the schooling of the children in the village to Baozheng, telling him not to worry, and he could go to Aunt Hu’s house to have a meal. His father left two cents of money in the box, so that he could buy some food in the town when he was hungry.

Li Yanqing went to the yard to wash his face and came to the backyard. When it comes to practicing martial arts, he was still confused and didn't know where to start. However, Li Yanqing must have practiced martial arts, otherwise he would not have killed the mastiff so neatly, and it would not have been possible to hit every stone. Even if he had talent, someone would need to lead him.

Li Yanqing thought for a while, and decided to start with squatting horse stance first. At least, if the horse stance is practiced well, it will be no problem for him to ride a donkey.

Li Yanqing had just squatted down, but heard a low shout from afar. He was stunned for a moment, and looked in the sound. The sound actually came from the woods outside the backyard.

Li Yanqing's home is located in the southwest corner of the village. Outside is a forest covering an area of ​​thousands of acres. On the other end of the forest is the famous Yongji Canal.

He lay on the wall and watched for a moment, and was so dark that he couldn't see anything. He simply picked up a hatchet and pinned it around his waist, gently climbed over the wall and walked into the woods.

It was the first time that Li Yanqing walked into this woods, but he believed that Li Yanqing must have come often in the past. He was familiar with passing through several bushes and directly into a clearing in the woods. Li Yanqing was a little stunned. In the clearing in the woods, Uncle Hu was practicing a gun. A big gun flew up and down, and silver lights were dotted around him, like a tree full of pear blossoms blooming, and there were a few weapons next to it.

Li Yanqing's eyes widened. This was clearly an extremely powerful martial arts. Unexpectedly, there was a hero with excellent martial arts in Li Wencun.

At this time, Hu Sheng's gun was retracted, and it suddenly stopped like a heavy rain, and the murderous aura in the air suddenly disappeared.

"Is it Qing'er?" Hu Sheng asked with a smile on his back.

"How did the uncle know it was me?" Li Yanqing walked out from behind the tree.

"I've been familiar with your footsteps for a long time."

Li Yanqing suddenly realized that the move he knew must have been taught by Uncle Hu, but he still wanted to confirm it, so he walked up to ask with a smile: "I'm a little confused these two months. I can't remember the past. I've learned martial arts from Uncle Hu before?"

Hu Sheng tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, shook his head in confusion and said, "If I hadn't seen you grow up, I would definitely think you were not the original Qing'er. Have you forgotten what happened just two months ago?"

Li Yanqing scratched his head, "I remembered some things after falling into the well, such as the books my father taught me to read, but I really can't remember some things, just like a few plugs in my head and a few other brain holes."

"This metaphor is vivid!"

Hu Sheng smiled and said, "Actually, you are the best now. It's better if you can't remember those bastards in the past."

Li Yanqing made a boxing move, "So, I really learned martial arts from Uncle Hu before!"

"I have never taught you any martial arts. But when I practice martial arts every day, you are watching from the side and occasionally gestured. The only thing I have taught you to beat stones is that you really have special talents. You are better than those who have been practicing for more than ten years in one afternoon, but I never dared to teach you again later."

"Why?"

Hu Sheng hesitated a little, and then sighed for a while: "Two months ago, I was practicing strength in the yard, and I pulled the bucket from the well with one arm. You saw it next to me, but you fell into the well the next day. Although I saved you, I really dare not tell your father about this."

"Uncle, please teach me how to practice martial arts again!" Li Yanqing begged.

Hu Sheng shook his head, "If you can learn literature in this world, no one is willing to practice martial arts. I have to force you to start the path of martial arts. Brother Qing, listen to uncle, study hard, and be admitted to the Jinshi in the future, all of us martial artists will be under your control."

"Uncle, I'm not on the whim. You have seen it with your own eyes. If I hadn't learned a move and a half-stage with the uncle, I had been bitten to death by the evil dog, I just wanted to protect myself."

"But being bitten by a dog rarely happens after all. If you pass the imperial examination, even ten Liu Hongcheng dare not touch a hair. What are you afraid of?"

After a moment of silence, Li Yanqing whispered: "When we came back from the county, the Khitans shot our cart to death with one arrow. Uncle, I don't want to become another horse that was slaughtered by the Khitans."

Hu Sheng was speechless for a moment. The reason why he was unwilling to teach Li Yanqing to practice martial arts was because Li Daqi would never agree to his son learn martial arts from him. However, Li Yanqing was right. Hebei West Road is close to the Liao Kingdom. Once the Liao soldiers came down to attack Caogu, these weak scholars who were powerless could not even protect themselves. How could they say that they could protect their families?

After thinking for a while, Hu Sheng slowly said: "You have expertise in art. Your task is still to study. In your spare time, you can also practice basic skills with me to strengthen your body."

Li Yanqing was a little disappointed. He was just strengthening his body. However, since Uncle Hu agreed and found a way to hurt him in the future, Li Yanqing immediately tried to try: "I have time now, Uncle Hu will teach me something!"

Hu Sheng laughed, "If the Liao soldiers come, the first priority is to escape, so we practice running today, let's go!"
Chapter completed!