Carefree Scholar Chapter 222: Miss Liu 2 who was fooled

Dr. Chen is holding the piece of paper, and if the one who got the treasure is gone, he is still facing Li Yi when he leaves. After returning, he must carefully re-transcribe the things written on it and hand it to Mrs. Liu in the Imperial Medical Office. Hands.

As for the manuscript, which is this piece of paper, you should put it at home and put it up for worship, and you will give it to future generations...

It seems that for the ancients, money is not the most important thing. Even if you don’t have enough food or clothing, and the next meal is not settled, fame and honor are still more important than anything else.

Students have sharpened their heads and want to become officials in the DPRK. Is there anyone who did not initially display his ambitions, make a career, and stay in history?

Maybe later they only thought about making money and taking power, but that is a trend in the worst situation, and their original intention cannot be denied.

Dr. Chen put his hand down and asked him about wound suturing techniques, and he had to travel thousands of miles from Qing'an Prefecture to Kyoto, personally handing this thing into the hands of the imperial physician Liu Jimin, and letting the world doctors learn it, just for the history books There is a small trace left on it. If someone in later generations is suturing the wound, there is a one in ten thousand chance to think of the name Chen Mufeng, I am afraid he will laugh out loud in the coffin...

The obsession is so deep, if Li Yi was half-blank at the time, I was afraid that Dr. Chen would hit him to death, in order to kill him...

When I walked out from Ruyifang, I sighed, what name is left forever, there is no real money from hundreds of thousands of taels. If there is a typhoid, cold and diarrhea in the future, I just admit it. It's quasi-returning to the Spring Church, and it's a little bit to get back.

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Li Yi held a sword in his hand and brandished it in the yard.

He takes an hour every day to practice Kung Fu in the yard, which has become a compulsory course for him every day.

The sword he was holding was Liu Ruyi's treasure. It was soaked in soft and hard for a long time, and finally borrowed it from her, and used ten sweet-scented osmanthus cakes as a condition for her to teach herself a set of swordsmanship.

The sweet-scented osmanthus cake was given to her by Qing Ruoqing. He likes it the most without any cost. In two days, Liu Ruyi taught him the basic swordsmanship almost, and only used a branch without using infuriating energy. When the second Miss Liu of Beijing was studying, she picked up the sword with two tricks, and the branch was put on her neck.

The evaluation obtained is that he only knows the rigid moves. I don’t know how to work it out. Even the most powerful swordsmanship is useless.

Li Yi was also very helpless about this. He didn't have any experience with the enemy, that is, Miss Liu Er can accompany him to learn from each other, how much flexibility can he expect from him?

He also knows where his shortcomings are. In martial arts training, no one can cross the world with a great skill. Without sufficient experience accumulation, it is like owning a treasure for nothing. The key to open the door is missing.

The free sparring training does not need to be used for nothing. You will always get better and better when you learn more with Miss Liu Er.

Uncle Han walked over with a cloth bag in his hand and placed it on the stone table. There was a clattering sound from the cloth bag. Han Bo smiled and said, "Uncle, all the small wooden pieces are ready." /

"Han Bo has worked hard."

Li Yi opened the cloth bag and saw piles of small wooden blocks inside. It had the appearance of mahjong. The size and size were similar to those of later generations. The edges and corners around were also polished to be very smooth, so that they would not hurt your hands. .

Counted the number, exactly one hundred and fifty.

One set of Mahjong 136 pieces, in case any one is broken, there are spare ones.

There is a block of wood, the next thing is left to Miss Liu Er.

Looking at Liu Ruyi who was practicing swords not far away, Li Yi walked over with a cloth bag.

She is practicing Tai Chi swordsmanship. Recently, it seems that she has encountered a bottleneck. She often slashes with her sword. When she is fine, Li Yi is afraid to talk to her.

"Ruyi, how about we discuss things?"

Looking at Li Yi walking here, Liu Ruyi retracted the sword in his hand, glanced at her, and said angrily: "What's the matter?"

Her tone is a bit irritable. These days she practiced Tai Chi swords unimpeded, and finally encountered a bottleneck in the first two days, and her progress was slow, as if she was stuck in a quagmire.

"You help me carve something on these wooden blocks, and I will teach you the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship." Li Yi looked at her, temptation.

Negotiating is also an art. You must first know what the other party needs and prescribe the right medicine to get miraculous results.

Because of this incident these few days, Miss Liu Er is like her aunt's second visit this month. She has a grumpy temper, Xiaohuan avoids her, she definitely can't resist the temptation, she can only serve as a free labor. In exchange for what she needs.

"Do you know the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship?" A trace of anger flashed across Liu Ruyi's face, staring at him, "Why not early?"

Because of the bottleneck, I was thinking about how to break through when eating and sleeping. Suddenly someone told her that she knew the essence of Tai Chi swordsmanship. The first thought was not happiness, but anger.

This is the logic of Miss Liu Er.

Looking at Miss Liu Er's eyes starting to look bad at her, Li Yi was a little puzzled.

The development of the story shouldn’t be like this...

Shouldn't she happily agree to carve mahjong honestly in exchange for the essence of her nonsense Tai Chi sword? Why did she look at herself with such eyes, wait, what did she do with the sword?

"What are you going to do?"

"Wait a minute, if you have something to say..."

"You put down the sword first..."

"Don't do it..."

"Help!"

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A moment later~IndoMTL.com~Li Yi was forced to a corner by Liu Ruyi. Miss Liu Er probably didn't know that her current posture would be called "Bidong" in later generations. She just looked at Li Yi with playful eyes.

Li Yi felt that he was really naive just now. A woman is an unreasonable animal. If this woman is called Liu Ruyi, she cannot be treated with common sense.

The idea of ​​using the essence of the Tai Chi sword as a bargaining chip that he doesn't even know the true or false has been proved to be unworkable. Looking at the appearance of Miss Liu Er, she is preparing for the overlord to bow hard...

There is no more rice at home. Ruyi took Xiaohuan out to buy. Han Bo took the door when he went out just now. There are only two people in the family. No one will come to rescue him even if it is called broken throat...

"For Tai Chi, sword moves are not important. Only by remembering the round sword intent and forgetting the sequence of moves can you gain its essence.... When approaching the enemy, use your mind to control the sword, which is endless and endless. Endlessness, mastery, can do whatever you want..."

The big man can bend and stretch. Regarding Miss Liu Er's robbery, Li Yi decided to temporarily compromise.

Although I don’t know exactly what this sentence means, but when Zhang Sanfeng taught Zhang Wuji Taiji sword on Wudang Mountain, he made him forget the moves. Maybe it should be about the same. Maybe it should be able to bluff Miss Liu Er?

After dealing with Liu Ruyi for so long, Li Yi has long known that the more mysterious things can bluff her, as to whether she can comprehend anything from it, it depends on her own savvy...

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Miss Liu Er finally let go of him, and the familiar dazedness appeared on her pretty face again. Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief. In terms of Huyou's skill, ordinary people are far from being able to compete with those. Compared with the monk, Zhang Daochang is really a **** and man, and it’s hard to shoot a horse by himself...

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