Traveling through the troubled times of Sui and Tang Dynasties

"A husband who has meritorious deeds above the world bears the burden of legacy; a man who worries about his own wisdom will let the people complain." After reading a sentence, Luo Song explained, "This sentence means that anyone who has meritorious deeds that surpass the world must endure betrayal. Customs are encumbered; those who have a unique resourcefulness must submit to the complaints of the arrogant people."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head and looked down at the person at the table: "Cheng'er, have you ever understood?"

Luo Cheng rested his chin with one hand: "Well, it's Li Shimin."

Luo Song thought about it, but he didn't understand what he was talking to himself, so he wanted to start the next sentence.

Luo Cheng grabbed the book in his hand and threw it aside, put his arms on the desk, his eyes were amazingly bright: "Brother, what's the point of reading all day? Why don't I take you to the street?"

Luo Song frowned slightly: "But Mom and Dad asked me to urge you to read and write."

Luo Cheng walked around the desk and took Luo Song's arm: "Brother, I already know a lot of words, I can even write my own name, enough is enough, let's go out for a walk."

Is it difficult to write your own name?No wonder my father said that there would be no teacher left in the mansion.

Fortunately, this younger brother almost obeyed his words. It is estimated that even his father would not have such treatment.Therefore, it is not difficult for him to teach.

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it, brother, don't you believe me? I'll recite it to you as we walk."

"Ah."

"Qingqing Zijin, take my heart lightly. Even if I don't go, Zining won't say a word! Qingqing Zipei, take a long time to think about me... It's like March if I don't see you for a day!"

"..."

"Cheng'er, who taught you these things?"

"I don't need to teach, I can learn by myself. There is often this sentence in storytelling, which means lovesickness, I know it. If my brother and I are separated one day, I will miss my brother so much."

Luo Song froze, looked at the palm locked on his arm, and said, good brother, are you sure you understand the meaning of the poem?

Luo Song was stunned, thinking that his younger brother was really outspoken and flawless, and he couldn't be misled by the uneven folk storytelling.If no one reminds him, let him continue to think so misunderstood, it's nothing more than talking to himself, if one day he also said such words to other men to express his thoughts, it would be too abrupt, what would others think of him .

Luo Song was half-pushed and half-closed, and when the two of them were about to cross the threshold, the Princess Wang Fei walked in with a tray in person.

"Where are you two brothers going?" Luo Song has lived in the palace for nearly half a year. When Qin Ruizhu saw him, the more she saw him, the more she liked him, and she regarded him as her own.

It's not just that Luo Song has been displaced since he was a child, and learned to act according to people's faces very early, there is also the factor of his own son in it.

In the past, both she and the prince thought that Cheng'er was lonely, but now they realized that he was not lonely, but that he was the only child in the house, and he was too lonely.

Seeing that after Song'er came, even Cheng'er became much happier.Needless to say, the relationship between the two brothers, they almost fell asleep every day, and there were endless topics to talk about. Someone took care of Cheng'er, and she and the prince also relieved a lot of worry, and they were happy to see the results.

"Knowing that the two of you study hard, I specially made some rice balls and brought them here." After finishing speaking, Qin Ruizhu took out a spoon and divided the sugar water into two small bowls.

When Luo Cheng heard about the glutinous rice balls, he was already so greedy, he picked up the porcelain bowl and drank it in a few strokes, staring longingly at the soup pot on the tray.

"Don't look, the soup pot is already empty. Your father won't let you eat too much sweets, saying it's bad for your teeth."

Luo Cheng muttered, a little unfinished.

Suddenly there was a small porcelain bowl in front of him, it turned out that Luo Song saw that his younger brother loved eating so much, but his father refused to let him, so he secretly kept his own portion.

"Eat it, I don't like sweets very much."

Luo Cheng took the small porcelain bowl, picked up the spoon, and scooped up the white and plump glutinous rice dumpling, with the freshly picked osmanthus petals floating on it, making it sweet and delicious.

Luo Cheng handed it to his brother's mouth: "Brother, try it, the wine balls made by mother and concubine can't be bought with any money."

Luo Song was taken aback, his cheeks were slightly red.But the younger brother also had good intentions, and the spoon was already handed to his mouth, so how could he refuse, so he had to open his mouth to eat it. Once he took it, his mouth was full of sweet and sweet wine, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance lingered on the nostrils, lingering for a long time , The taste is indeed different from the stalls in the streets and alleys.

I don't know whether it's the sweetness of the sugar water, or his brother's attitude that makes him feel very close, but it's really sweet to the heart.

Looking up at his younger brother, he was stuffing balls into his mouth with the spoon just now, his mouth was full, and he seemed impatient.Seeing him look over, he smiled at him, indescribably cute.That is to say, you can only see him like this when you meet sweets. If you are seen by the boys in the training team, you must be dumbfounded.

After finally swallowing it down, Luo Cheng scooped up another spoonful and said, "Brother, do you want another bite?"

Luo Song smiled and shook his head: "Go ahead and eat."

Qin Ruizhu also blamed: "How old are you, and you still grab sugar water from your brother."

Luo Cheng grinned: "Is it better to drink it quickly, right, brother."

Luo Song smiled, noncommittal, and thought to himself, he really treats me as a family.

In the morning, I didn't read much in the book, first I made jokes, and then I rushed to drink sugar water, and the whole morning passed like this.

In the afternoon, as usual, Luo Cheng did not mysteriously go to the military training ground outside the city as usual, but took his brother to the martial arts training ground in the backyard with great interest. Luo Cheng moved his hand to the second When the weapon was put on the shelf, he paused for a while, but took the silver gun he used most often leaning against the wall.

Luo Cheng drew the gun closer and held it in front of him: "Come on, brother."

Luo Song's eyes moved over the exquisite and slender sword on the weapon rack, and he said indifferently: "I heard from Luo Yong that my younger brother is best at sword skills, why do you always use spear skills in daily competitions, but you never see him?" Brother uses sword technique?"

When Luo Cheng heard this, he became a little anxious, for fear that his brother would think that he was hiding something for himself, so he put away his posture and walked up to him, holding his brother's arm and saying: "Brother, don't think too much, I am really good at sword skills, but the Miao knife itself It is extremely lethal, cutting iron like mud, and coupled with that exquisite saber technique, it is even more powerful. This saber can be done without its sheath, but once it is out of the sheath, it will be bloodthirsty. To tell you the truth, brother, how will it stop? I haven't learned how to compete with my brother rashly, I am afraid that I will hurt my brother."

When Luo Song saw Luo Cheng's anxious look for the first time, it didn't seem like a fake, just such a big knife, although it is different from what he usually uses, but what weapon can cut iron like mud?He secretly sighed that his younger brother was exaggerating, but he didn't point it out.

Originally, he just said that, but now he is really curious.

"If brother is curious, why not Cheng'er rehearse it for brother to see, this competition, let's wait until Cheng'er learns how to close the momentum."

Luo Cheng reached out to take the Miao Dao, but was intercepted in mid-air by the other hand.

"No need, brother believes what you say, and when you learn how to close the momentum, we will try again."

Luo Cheng grinned: "It's okay, we don't compete, I'll just practice a few moves for my brother to see."

Luo Cheng grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, his face was serious, his eyes were piercing and he said: "This knife is called a Miao knife. The blade is slender and looks like a seedling, so it got its name."

"Miao Dao's original sword technique is divided into two ways, with a total of 73 moves. The first way is the basic move, with vigorous and powerful movements, slashing and slashing. The second way is also called the new way. On the basis of the first way, it is mixed into the 24 Tongarm moves. The fast-twisting chain footwork makes up for the shortcoming of only attacking and not defending all the way. Urging the knife with the body, the knife turns with you, follow every advance, and advance every follow, advance and retreat in a chain, and the movements are coherent."

Every time Luo Cheng uses a trick, he must explain it in detail.

Looking at the nimble and vigorous people in the field, Luo Song couldn't help but be shocked. This saber technique looks ordinary, but it is actually very delicate.Its footwork and moves echo each other, extremely flexible, light but not buoyant, heavy but not heavy, if you take a step forward, there will be follow-up, one link after another, and the rings protect each other. It is impossible to defend against a tight attack.

Route 73 Miao used all the saber skills, Luo Cheng closed his momentum, threw the saber to his subordinates, and briskly ran to Luo Song: "Brother, have you ever seen it clearly? It doesn't matter if you haven't seen it clearly. Brother, if you have a chance, take your time." Demo."

When Luo Song saw that he had handed over his superb sword skills to himself without hesitation, Luo Song couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. You must know that the Luo family's marksmanship was only a part of his Jiang family's marksmanship, and he never revealed the rest to him.

After getting along these days, he is very clear about his younger brother's nature of being addicted to martial arts, but he has never inquired with him for half a minute. If he is heartless, it is not necessarily true, at least he still takes his own doubts into consideration. Keep your mouth shut about marksmanship.

Thinking of this, Luo Song felt sorry for his brother, grabbed his hand and said, "Cheng'er, brother has something to tell you, do you want to learn marksmanship?"

Luo Cheng's face was blank, and then he smiled lightly: "What is brother thinking? My marksmanship is as good as my father's."

"It's not the Luo family's marksmanship, it's the Jiang family's marksmanship, as well as the five-point spear and the mother and son of the five-hook spear."

Luo Cheng saw that he couldn't pretend to be stupid, so he sighed lightly and said, "It's good that the elder brother has met, since the Jiang family didn't teach it to Dad, there must be his reason."

Luo Song wanted to speak, but Luo Cheng stopped him first and said, "Brother, don't you think I have nothing to hide?"

Luo Cheng said triumphantly: "Miao Dao Dao is only part of it. Your brother and I know many types of weapons. If you don't have any skills, how can you be the head of the clan? It's just that there are rules in the clan. Don't worry about the Jiang family's marksmanship, we're even."

Luo Song smiled, thinking that it was his younger brother comforting him again, talking about the patriarch, ancestral martial arts... Isn't his ancestral marksmanship the Luo family's marksmanship, but since his younger brother made excuses for him so understandingly, he I won't say much for now.However, the idea of ​​passing the Jiang family's marksmanship to Cheng'er is even more serious, and he will always find a suitable opportunity.

The two brothers gesticulated for a while, and then heard a crisp bell ringing outside the door, Luo Cheng frowned, something must have happened——