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Bai Jiuye said: "I only found out about the car rental business when I was playing cards. Hong'er has started to take over the business from my aunt in the past two years. She is young, but she has some vision and courage. It doesn't hurt to experience it a bit."

Cao Yunzhao asked: "Last time I heard that your old lady asked you to take someone with you. Are you going to choose her? I thought that the one you brought back from Heihe was called Bai Mingyu, and he was the student to be trained. , turned back to Hong'er again?"

Master Jiu said with a smile: "Hong'er is really good, but my aunt needs her more. I can only lift a finger."

Cao Yunzhao clicked his tongue, and said: "You are really good to this little girl. I said why you agreed to come to the party right away. It turned out that you made a special trip to support her."

Master Jiu lay on the rattan chair with his head up, closed his eyes and said, "The Bai family has family rules." He paused, and said slowly, "Everyone in my clan is based on filial piety and loyalty. , the common people can revitalize the family."

Cao Yunzhao: "So?"

Master Jiu: "So the Bai family will not go all the way to Hei. I am not helping my aunt or Hong'er, but the Bai family."

Cao Yunzhao talked a lot, and muttered for a long time: "I don't like to hear what you say. The family is the most important thing when you keep your mouth shut. I am most annoyed by your Bai family. You have no humanity at all. You are doing well now. How can you talk to me?" It's like looking for another heir."

Bai Jiu laughed at the side, but didn't speak.

Cao Yunzhao didn't know what to do, so he carefully looked at the old friend's appearance, but he didn't see any serious illness in him, but he was fairer than ordinary people, and he was a little chilly, and the rest was normal.Cao Yunzhao moved closer, and tentatively said, "Your grandpa is only a grandson like you, why can't he treat you the same way?"

Bai Jiu closed her eyes and smiled lightly: "It's the same for me."

Cao Yunzhao was impatient: "I can't, Bai Jiu, our two brothers have been friends for so many years, and we were friends in a pair of pants when we were young. Tell me honestly, you are looking for the next successor so early. Could it be... no?" He As he spoke, his eyes looked down, full of worry.

Bai Jiuye opened his eyes a little and kicked him: "Get out, you can't do it."

On the balcony on the third floor, Cao Yunzhao tried to match Bai Jiu's words with half truth and half falsehood, but he got nothing but two feet.

On the other side, Xie Jing went to the back to find Zhang Huwei.

Zhang Huwei waited early in the morning, and when he saw Xie Jing coming, he didn't bother much, and took him to meet a master of the martial arts gym on the mountainside.

This martial arts master's surname is Wang, and his name is Wang Chunjiang. He is about fifty years old, with gray hair and beard, and average height.At first glance, he was not as strong as other martial arts masters, but the bronze-colored arm exposed by the rolled-up sleeves of the thin shirt looked lean and strong, very powerful.

Zhang Huwei introduced each other to them, and then said to Xie Jing: "Since the beginning of the year, Master Jiu has ordered me to find a suitable person to teach you. There are many capable people in the provincial government, but after thinking about it, only Master Wang is the most suitable , he is good at using a soft whip, and he also knows some other gadgets. You should learn from him for a few days first to get acquainted with each other. If there is fate, let Master Wang teach you kung fu in the future, and learn marksmanship from me."

Xie Jing agreed, saluted Wang Chunjiang again, and called Master.

Wang Chunjiang was older, but he was neither deaf nor blind. Standing there, he looked Xie Jing up and down, and he couldn't figure out his origin even after looking at his clothes. If he was the young master of the family, he had never seen such a humble man. Yes, but if it is an ordinary person, they definitely don't wear such good clothes. Only this Western shirt and trousers are different from the shorts they wear.

Wang Chunjiang felt a little worried, so he was a little more polite to Xie Jing, and he didn't give all his family money when teaching.

Although he is a soft weapon, he uses a lot of strength. If he really wants to learn it, he will have to work hard and suffer.

The beautiful "little young master" in front of him doesn't look like he can endure hardship.

Xie Jing didn't care what Wang Chunjiang thought in his heart, he called out master, and really wanted to learn his skills.

In his last life, he met a martial artist in the Liyuan and learned some boxing skills. Coincidentally, he also used a soft whip. This time Wang Chunjiang taught him, and he learned it very quickly.

Wang Chunjiang also found out, but after two days of teaching, he checked his muscles and bones. His expression was the same as Zhang Huwei's at the beginning, both surprised and happy, and praised repeatedly: "Good, good! No wonder Zhang Huwei asked me to come here, he must I'll come here in person, it's really a good seed! Xiao Xie, you study hard, I will teach you as much as you can learn the old man's skills, and I don't have any other requirements. I only hope that after a hundred years, my skills , some people make it, and some people remember it, I am satisfied."

Wang Chunjiang started martial arts, and all he taught were outsiders' boxing and kicking skills. It is rare to meet someone like Xie Jing who is naturally flexible, and even rarer to be able to endure hardship.

At first, Wang Chunjiang was worried that he would work too hard and scared Xie Jing away, but after taking Xie Jing on the mountain for a few days, he found that this little Xie could learn everything without shouting tired, like a bent tree. The tough bamboo seemed to have been bent to the bottom, but it refused to fall down.As long as you give a little space to rest, you can immediately pull back and stand upright, as if you can't be knocked down or crushed.

Wang Chunjiang gradually increased the difficulty of training, wanting to find out the details of Xie Jing.

He asked Xie Jing to roll up the walnuts and hit a gong ten meters away. The sound of the gong was recorded and there was no upper limit.

But if he hadn't seen Xie Jing's arm trembling uncontrollably with his sharp eyes, and told Xie Jing to stop, the kid would probably continue to practice.

Wang Chunjiang's face darkened, and he said loudly: "Put down the whip and rest for a quarter of an hour!"

Xie Jing just sat on the stump beside him and wiped the sweat off his face, but sweat still dripped down his chin.

Wang Chunjiang's original anger turned into distress. He brought him a water bottle and asked, "You silly boy, why don't you yell when you're tired? I'm teaching you skills, not asking you to If you continue to fight like this, do you still want this hand?"

Xie Jing slowly raised her hand and tugged on the collar, said hoarsely: "Uncle Wang, it's okay, I'm just too hot, I can still practice."

Wang Chunjiang is usually the most severe in the martial arts hall, but at this moment he couldn't help but said: "You take a rest, don't be in a hurry."

Xie Jing's arms were sore and his body was sweating, but he felt happy, wiped off the sweat and said, "It's okay, I know it in my heart, if I really can't hold it anymore, I'll tell you."

Wang Chunjiang was puzzled: "You are working too hard."

Xie Jing smiled and said, "Probably because he is afraid of death."

"fear death?"

"Well, I want to learn more life-saving skills, and there will always be times when I can use them."

The corners of Xie Jing's mouth were still curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He half-cast his eyes and looked at the ground in front of him. The turf had been trampled down by him in the past two days, revealing the dark brown land, and the sweat dripped on it for a moment. Just disappear.

It's like his weak effort, weak, but he refuses to relax.

The Bai family has stood for a hundred years only because of a word from the ancestors.

The translation of the Bai family's family rules is nothing more than telling future generations not to pin their hopes on one person.

Therefore, even the talented and talented Ninth Master of the Bai family would not be the only one.

Master Jiu always knew it in his heart, so when he was seriously ill, he still made arrangements calmly. He dealt with foreign enemies and protected his clansmen, but no one saw the blood coughed up on the silk handkerchief in the middle of the night.

Jiu Ye once joked that he might have to rely on him in the future.

Xie Jing was sad to hear that.

He doesn't want to listen.

I can't bear to listen.

It was like this in the last life.

Bai Jiu can die, but the Bai family must keep its foundation.

Replaced by a helmsman, the family continued to go on in the precarious situation, and rushed out another way of life tenaciously.

Xie Jing wiped off the sweat on his forehead, stood up, moved his arms and continued to practice.

There are not many things he can do now, but everything has been planned and arranged in his heart. He has to learn what he knows and what he can't do in the past, bit by bit, and accumulate slowly. This time he will do nine The arm of the Lord, and the support of the Lord.

After staying in the mountains for a few days, the heat subsided, and when the rest of the people were resting, Xie Jing was working hard.

Bai Mingyu searched for him for two days, and asked about the place, but before he got close, he was thrown a walnut from a long way away, and he was shocked. He stood there and shouted to Xie Jing, but Xie Jing was busy. He said, but couldn't answer a single sentence in ten sentences, but a lot of walnuts and stones were thrown over them, like hidden weapons, and they were not accurate. It’s over—you remember! Go back! Celebrate my birthday! Did you hear me!!”

After hearing Xie Jingyuan's promise, he left in peace.

Xie Jing stayed with Master Jiu on the mountain for a few more days before returning to the East Courtyard.

After he came back, he had to be very busy. During the day, Master Jiu couldn't find anyone else. He either learned kung fu with Wang Chunjiang, or went to practice guns with Zhang Huwei, and he didn't come back until night.

Xie Jing's skin was fair, and it didn't look dark after a day of sun exposure, only a little red, and her cheeks were slightly peeled.

After Master Jiu saw it at night, he sent someone to deliver ointment and rubbed it on Xie Jing.

The ointment had a sweet taste of honey. Xie Jing moved the tip of her nose and looked down at the medicine box. The ointment inside was translucent, like a large piece of soft honey.

Master Jiu dipped a cotton ball in water and wiped the other side for him, Xie Jing let out a soft "hiss".

Master Jiu looked at him: "Does it hurt?"

Xie Jing nodded, knelt on the bed, and looked at him eagerly.

Master Jiu continued to wipe, and said in a low voice: "You should learn a lesson, you just let go these few days, ran wildly for a few days, is it enough?"

Xie Jing shook his head lightly, and flattered him: "Master, can you watch me shoot another day? I hunted three hares and a golden pheasant today. The hares are fat, weighing more than ten catties..." He looked at Jiu With a look on his face, he immediately added, "The rabbit skin is fine too. I'll peel it off tomorrow and make a collar for him. If I save too much, I'll make winter clothes for him."

Master Jiu pinched the tip of his nose, Xie Jing was at a loss, and called him in a nasal voice: "Master, but did I say something wrong?"

"That's right, the small mouth is sweet and can coax people, but the mind is impure."

"what?"

"If you want to run out to play, you should be punished."

Master Jiu let go of his hand, looked at him for a moment, and said, "You will be fined to copy books in the study room tomorrow, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. I will keep an eye on you personally, so don't try to be lazy."

Xie Jing agreed, but didn't beg for mercy.

Master Jiu glanced at him, feeling a little relieved, he was not sure if Xie Jing would soft-heartedly agree when Xie Jing told him that he still wanted to go out on horseback.

He seems to be really not quite right these days.

Always soft-hearted and easily upset.

Can't see people upset.

After leaving people behind, looking at the children looking out of the window and expecting eyes from time to time, my heart is always soft.

He had never had such ambivalence before, and he had never tasted the sourness in his heart, so he couldn't explain it clearly at the moment.

It's as if the one who stays by your side and keeps it in your pocket will run away by itself. Even if you run back every night, you will still feel a little anxious and uneasy.

Xie Jing kept vigil at night, and habitually rubbed against the end of Master Jiu's bed, sleeping there.

Master Jiu was still reading, but he couldn't read a word while holding it.

He looked up at Xie Jing. His little manager Xie rode wildly all day and was tired from hunting. He was sleeping soundly at the moment. The young man was thin, and his pajama pants were loosely tied around his slender waist, revealing a section of fair skin. It is also rolled up a bit, the ankle joints are distinct, one foot is hidden under the other, the legs are curled up, and only a little manicured nails are exposed, as round as shellfish.

Xie Jing has always been afraid of heat, and there was a little sweat on his forehead after falling asleep.

Master Jiu didn't cover him with a thin blanket, he only looked at it for a while, and then slowly looked away.