The old man who came in with his servants made everyone present frown.

As the host, Tan Daoji first asked, "Who is this?"

The servant hurriedly replied, "To tell you what the general said, the young man bumped into this old man as soon as he went out. He said he wanted to be the girl's tutor."

"Oh?" Tan Daoji looked at the person coming up and down. His coarse linen clothes were hanging in tatters on his body. There were a few conspicuous patches on the wide sleeves. Looking at the stitches, you could tell that they were sewn on randomly to make up the numbers. Although he was wearing cloth shoes.

, but both shoes are for the left foot.

The messy hair has gradually turned gray, and he seems to be an older man. His eyes are tightly covered by the messy hair, and I don't know if he can see people. Although this man's clothes are shabby, his face and body are

It's quite clean, so I guess he's not a beggar on the roadside.

Mrs. Tan was obviously worried and called softly, "Husband, this person..." She hesitated to speak. Mrs. Tan was a descendant of the Xie family in Chen County. Although she was not as good as the girl from the main family, she was still from a wealthy family.

Education, if she was asked to tell someone's fault in person, she really couldn't do it.

Tan Daoji saw his wife's expression and knew that she was worried about handing over her daughter to a person of unknown origin. Tan Daoji patted his wife's hand, indicating that she knew what she was thinking.

Tan Daoji raised his hands and asked the old man, "I wonder which sect you are a master of, sir?"

Everyone went to see the old man, but the old man seemed to turn a deaf ear and only looked at Xiao Yuyu with his head tilted.

Tan Daoji frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied, but he didn't want to be rude, so he changed the question and asked, "Where is your ancestral home, sir?"

Everyone looked at the old man again, but he still stood silently.

The servant who brought him in saw something was wrong and was afraid of being blamed by his master, so he yelled first, "You old lunatic! But you want to come into Tan Mansion to cheat on food and drink!" Then he pushed the old man out.

The old man was as if he was nailed to the ground, motionless.

The servant saw that "Teng" was angry, and he waved to several other servants, grabbing the old man and dragging him out.

What kind of discernment does Tan Daoji have? He immediately noticed that the old man was very skilled and quickly raised his hand to stop the servant, "Don't be rude."

"Why did you point your sword at your father? Isn't that unfilial?" The old man suddenly spoke, surprising everyone present.

Tan Daoji was shocked. He turned around and looked behind him. Although his daughter's dagger that had just been knocked down was still intact in the yard, the fight with his daughter was before the old man came in. How could the old man know that?

?

Tan Daoji was about to open his mouth to ask in detail, then heard Xiao Yuyu beside her say, "The dagger is unedged. Even if dad can't dodge, it won't hurt him." As she said this, she picked up the dagger from the ground and said respectfully.

Respectfully presented it to the old man with both hands.

Mrs. Tan was afraid that this eccentric old man would hurt her daughter, so she hurriedly stepped forward to pull her daughter back, but was stopped by Tan Daoji.

Yao Yu held the dagger in both hands and handed it to the old man. The old man just tilted his head slightly. He didn't know whether he could see clearly through such thick hair.

After a moment, he nodded and said seriously, "Okay. Although it is as sharp as a sword, it does not forget human ethics; although it is spoiled and cruel, it does not violate etiquette and filial piety. I will accept you, little girl, as my apprentice."

Before Tan Daoji had time to answer, Xiao Yaoyu had already knelt down and kowtowed three times, "Master, please bow to me, disciple!" After saying that, he turned around and waved to Zimo.

, Zimo understood, and knelt down beside her, and then kowtowed three times without saying a word. After kowtowing the last time, he fell to the ground and did not get up.

Xiao Yaoyu looked at the old man with a smile, "Master, let's take him in too. He's even knocked his head off."

The old man grinned as he looked at Zimo, "You are more precious with words than I am, okay, I'll accept it too. Without further ado, I will teach you now." After saying that, he didn't wait for the servants to lead the way, and went straight to the backyard.

Walking to the martial arts training ground, it seemed like I was familiar with the road.

Mrs. Tan panicked, grabbed Tan Daoji's sleeve and said, "Husband, this, this..."

Tan Daoji hugged his wife comfortingly and said, "Madam, don't panic. In my opinion, that old man is definitely an ordinary person."

Mrs. Tan was stunned and asked, "What do you think your husband is saying?"

Tan Daoji's eyes flashed slightly, "Not to mention that he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he knew what happened in the courtyard just now. Let's just say that Yu'er's attitude towards him was so respectful, even for me, his father. We have never been so respectful.

My daughter has extraordinary intuition, and she must have felt that the old man was powerful, so she was willing to be his apprentice."

Mrs. Tan listened in a daze and felt that what her husband said was reasonable, but she also felt that something was not right.

My daughter is only three years old, how can she know how to recognize people? But since the husband has agreed, as a woman, she should not object.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye when the old man entered Tan Mansion. During these six months, the old man always had a deep feeling of being secretive. Tan Daoji arranged for the old man to live in the manor, and Mrs. Tan also prepared clothes for him as a master, but the old man always

He was so ragged and had only two left shoes.

Yao Yu, on the other hand, has become a complete little martial arts fanatic. She gets up before dawn to practice martial arts. Even for meals, she has to ask for help, and then she reluctantly leaves the practice room.

Mrs. Tan was still worried and repeatedly urged Tan Daoji to go and ask. However, Tan Daoji returned to the capital this time and was about to be promoted. Many parties in the DPRK needed to be taken care of.

In addition, as the year was approaching, Tan Daoji was also very busy. Occasionally, when he had free time, he went to the practice room and saw his daughter sitting cross-legged and meditating. There was nothing unusual about her, so he didn't ask much about it.

In the early morning of the first day of the first lunar month, while everyone was still sleeping soundly, the old man came to Yingyu's room.

Yao Yu was sleeping soundly at this time. She had to stay up late on New Year's Eve. She was young, so although she didn't really have to stay up all night, she still slept much later than usual. She didn't sleep well, always tossing and turning, and even though she was still covered in

She was wearing a quilt, but her chubby little feet were exposed from the quilt.

The old man looked at the girl on the bed and sighed, "The girl is still so young. Although she is the chosen one, I don't know if she can withstand such a heavy burden..."

The old man spoke very softly, but Zimo, who was sleeping on the footrest, woke up when he heard the noise. Seeing that it was the old man, he immediately got up and bowed, calling "Master." Then he went to nudge Yao Yu and said, "Girl, girl

.The master is here.”

Yaoyu was pushed awake by Zimo, rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at the old man, "Master, why are you here? Today is the first day of the new year, isn't it Xiu Mu?"

The old man sighed helplessly again and said to himself, "Suffering some punishment is better than death." He walked to Yao Yu's bed and sat down, saying word by word, "I want to tell you now."

You must remember some things and never forget them."

Yao Yu was still half asleep, shaking her head and nodding, "Master, tell me...if I can't remember...there's also Zimo."

The old man turned to look at Zimo and nodded slightly, "Yes. And you, boy. This may be God's will." He took Yaoyu out of the bed and put some clothes on Yaoyu before saying, "Remember

, you are the sword of the king. You are the sword of the king that supports the way of heaven. I don’t have much time as a teacher, so I can only fight in danger. Now I want to pass on the Gang Qi to you bit by bit, but you may not be able to bear it. As a teacher,

I will teach Zimo another set of Heart Sutra, and if necessary, he can help you avoid danger."

Yao Yu yawned, "Master, what kind of martial art is Gang Qi?"

The old man said, "Gang Qi is different from the external Kung Fu you are learning now. It is an internal skill. It can mobilize a person's own true Qi, allowing a person to control the Qi to control the enemy and kill the enemy ten steps away. It can also be used

Condensed energy forms a wall, and even sharp weapons cannot get close to it."

Xiao Yaoyu woke up this time, her eyes were shining, and she said excitedly, "It's so awesome! Great, great! Master, please pass it on to me!"

The old man nodded and asked Xiao Yaoyu to sit cross-legged and meditate, while he covered Xiao Yaoyu's Heavenly Spirit Cover with his hand and taught her the exercises.

After a while, Xiao Yuyu's body softened and she fell down.

Zimo next to him was startled and rushed forward to check, "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

The old man put Yaoyu back into bed and said to Zimo, "Let her sleep a little longer."

Zimo asked worriedly, "Master, what happened to the girl?"

The old man sighed, "She is too young. Although I have taught her excellent external skills in the past six months, she is still just scratching the surface. She will definitely not be able to withstand the internal strength. But this is the only way... Let her practice external skills diligently in the future.

, then you can control this inner force."

The old man took out another roll of bamboo slips from his arms and handed it to Zimo, and said, "If you memorize this Heart Sutra, you can save her life at a critical moment. Remember, do not let the fourth person know about the transfer of the power, otherwise all the previous efforts will be wasted."

.”

Zimo hesitated. He felt that such a big matter should not be hidden from the general and his wife. But the master said that the girl's life was involved at this time, and he would never dare to risk the girl's life.

Zimo was confused and didn't know what to do. The old man put his hand on his head and said, "Good boy, don't worry. With you here, the little girl will be safe."

A warm current came from the old man's hand, which calmed down Zimo's anxious mind. Zimo looked at the old man and finally nodded, "Yes, master."

For the next seven days, the old man went to Yaoyu's room to teach her the exercises every day before everyone got up. After receiving the old man's inner strength, Yaoyu would sleep until three o'clock in the morning before waking up. When Zimo saw Yaoyu, he excepted her.

There was nothing unusual about the drowsiness, so I felt relieved.

Mrs. Tan was surprised that Yaoyu was so sleepy. Usually her little daughter would get up early to practice. Why was it so strange these days? But Yuuyu didn't seem to feel any discomfort, but her appetite was much better than usual. Mrs. Tan guessed

, probably because the children were tired from playing during the Chinese New Year, so they stopped paying attention.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, a banquet was held in Tan Mansion, and no less than a hundred people, including officials and prominent figures from the same dynasty, were invited.

Early in the morning that day, Tan Mansion was busy up and down. There was an endless stream of guests, and gifts sent from all walks of life were carried into Tan Mansion one load after another. Both Tan Daoji and Mrs. Tan were overwhelmed.

Tan Daoji has risen to prominence since he suppressed Lu Xun's rebellion. Recently, he was highly praised by the emperor in the court and was called the minister of humerus. He is in the limelight.

Although some of the officials in the DPRK were jealous, they could not help but fawn over him. Even Liu Yu, the powerful CCP supervisor, came with his ten-year-old eldest son.

When Liu Yufu entered the door, Tan Daoji strode forward to greet him. The two were both from the Han tribe and had a close friendship in private. At this time, Tan Daoji was not formal and greeted him slightly with his arms around his arms, "Brother Liu, welcome!"

Mrs. Tan also came out of the banquet in the main hall, and hurriedly leaned over to salute and said, "When a distinguished guest comes to the door, the plum blossoms will shine."

Liu Yu waved his hand and said, "Hey, my sister-in-law is always so polite! Doesn't it mean that I am separated from my old brother?"

Mrs. Tan said with a smile, "Liu Zhongshu and my family are as close as brothers, so naturally we can be more relaxed. I am a woman, but I cannot ignore etiquette."

Mrs. Tan has a delicate heart. She is not so reserved when Liu Yu comes to the house on weekdays. She deliberately distances herself at this time, just because there are other officials in the house. She is afraid that her husband will get carried away, lose his sense of proportion, and be caught.

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