Chapter 72 Leaving Pictures
pier.
A strange smile appeared on Zeng Anmin's lips, he looked at Bai Ziqing and asked:
"How was it?"
"Are all eyes on you?"
Bai Ziqing's face was extremely calm, and he observed all the passers-by with his peripheral vision.
Everyone was looking at him with a look he had never seen before.
"It's true..."
Bai Ziqing moved his lips slightly and sent a message to Zeng Anmin.
This is what Zeng Anmin taught him. A master like him must be taciturn. Even if he is forced to speak, in order to maintain his demeanor, he must not speak.
Consistent with his ideas, he once regarded Zeng Anmin as a confidant.
"Just telling you."
Zeng Anmin smiled and sent Bai Ziqing onto the long boat:
"Brother Bai, I don't know when we will see each other again. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely come to Beijing to visit you."
After saying that, Zeng Anmin gave him a gentle salute.
Bai Ziqing looked calm, nodded slightly, and transmitted the message privately:
"Don't worry, Quan Fu, I will definitely come back to Liangjiang County to find you when I have the chance. If you encounter trouble in the capital in the future, don't forget to mention my name, Bai Ziqing, the number one swordsman in the capital."
"The Six Arts of Confucianism, Taoism and Gentlemen, what I can help you with is this "shooting" hand."
"This skill is a skill that is not passed on to the White House in our capital, and must not be revealed to anyone."
"It is a method of martial arts. A worthy disciple can only learn from it when practicing Confucianism, and cannot practice it forcefully, otherwise it may have the power of exploding the body!"
After saying that, he gently took out a catalog from his pocket. With a flick of his fingertips, the catalog slowly floated up and fell into Zeng Anmin's hands.
Bai Ziqing was not a fool. He knew that Zeng Anmin was a Confucian scholar and could not practice martial arts.
That's why I gave him this skill with confidence and boldness.
This move shocked several people around him and exclaimed.
"This man... is so powerful!!"
"Did you see that such a thick book can fly with just one flick?"
"This person must be a fairy!"
"…………"
Hearing the overt and covert voice, Bai Ziqing felt a little uncomfortable at the corner of his mouth.
He quickly turned around, picked up his flowing yellow hair and slowly walked into the cabin.
"Good brother, have a nice trip!!"
Zeng Anmin was really moved.
Bai Ziqing has been with him every day in Liangjiang County for the past few days, just to learn the skills of dyeing and perming hair.
During this period, not only did he spend a lot of money to buy a lot of things for himself, but he also told himself a lot of secrets in Beijing.
He even promised that if he comes to Beijing in the future, he will introduce to him the sister of the Bai family in Beijing, who is known as "the most beautiful woman in the world"...
What a great big brother! ! !
And before leaving, give yourself such a precious reward!
He looked at the ship that was getting further and further away, and then slowly lowered his head until he could no longer see it.
Look at the archery catalog in your hand.
"Falling Jade Plate" three very meaningful fonts fall into the eyes.
A very poetic name.
There was a hint of thought in Zeng Anmin's eyes.
"This archery technique is divided into nine styles, corresponding to each realm of the ninth level of martial arts."
Although I don’t know what level of martial arts it is.
But Bai Wudi, the ancestor of the Bai family, is known as the unparalleled archer in the world...
It shouldn't be too bad.
But Zeng Anmin put it in his arms and kept it close to his body. .
Go home and study it slowly.
"Big Spring!!"
Zeng Anmin turned around and shouted.
"Master!!"
Qi Dachun was covered in bandages, and only one of his wise eyes was exposed under the bandages.
He hobbled the horses and respectfully came to Zeng Anmin's side.
"Go home!!"
Zeng Anmin waved his hand and led Dachun towards the Governor's Mansion.
In Liangjiang County today, Dad covers the sky with one hand. After King Jiang Fu was executed, the number of guests at home increased significantly every day.
But my father was never seen, and stayed in the Yamen every day to handle affairs.
"Master, a guest is coming."
As soon as Zeng Anmin entered the mansion, a servant came to report respectfully.
"Didn't my father say that all the guests who come will disappear?"
Zeng Anmin frowned and glanced at the man's face.
It has been a long time since he joined the Xuanjing Division as a Zuo Dianli, and he has an air of majesty about him.
The servant felt the pressure on the young master, his heart sank, and he hurriedly explained with a look of pain on his face:
"This guest is here to see you."
"Me?"
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Zeng Anmin blinked: "Who is it?"
"Brother Quan Fu, it's me."
An extremely gentle voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.
Zeng Anmin looked up and saw Qin Wanyue standing not far away with a smile on her face.
Her eyes were not too big, but they shone with a charm as fresh as snow.
A body of tranquility, resisting all the hustle and bustle.
Quiet, gentle and fragrant.
It is an indescribable quiet charm that is hidden deep in the soul and inadvertently exudes the fragrance of life.
"Uh..."
Zeng Anmin never imagined that the person who came to look for him was Qin Shoucheng's only daughter.
What is she here for?
"It was Miss Wanyue."
Zeng Anmin was a little puzzled for a moment, so he saluted him from afar:
"I wonder what brings you here?"
Qin Wanyue still had a smile on her face. She took elegant steps and came towards this place with the maid in green behind her. She bowed to Zeng Anmin and said:
"I'm confused about some of my homework, and I would like to ask Brother Quan for help. Can I do that?"
"Haha, of course you can. Let's go into the main hall first, right?"
Zeng Anmin now became polite and courteous, as if he were an elegant young man, with a natural smile on his face, and he even walked with regular steps.
Qin Wanyue, Qin Shoucheng's only daughter.
And after such a long time, Zeng Anmin can naturally feel the importance his father attaches to Qin Shoucheng.
The dean of Shuidu Academy is indeed one of his father's more important political resources.
You must know that the Donglin Party in the late Ming Dynasty all came from Jiangnan.
And if my father can go to the imperial court to pay homage to the prime minister one day, there will be countless officials from Shuidu Academy in the capital.
If it can be grasped well, it can definitely become a strategic weapon in the father's court.
Dachun looked a little confused.
No... the young master is not usually like this?
"Haha."
Qin Wanyue naturally felt the spring breeze on Zeng Anmin.
She smiled extremely pure, nodded slightly, and followed Zeng Anmin towards the main hall.
Wait for the two of them to sit down.
“Make tea!!”
Zeng Anmin gave instructions to his servants and specifically said: "High-quality Lushan Yunwu."
After a while, the tea sets were placed one by one for the servants.
Zeng Anmin looked at Qin Wanyue with pure eyes, and his voice was extremely soft:
"Miss Qin, if you have any questions you don't understand, you can ask me. If I don't understand them either, I will ask my father for advice and then listen to you."
Dachun on the side looked even more confused when he heard this. He raised his head and blinked his wise eyes.
No... these words sound familiar? ?
Where did you hear that? ?
After Qin Wanyue heard this, her autumn eyes flashed with a look of flattery.
She felt respected in Zeng Anmin's words.
Not to mention, Zeng Anmin was the only son of the governor, and he possessed the cultivation level of a sixth-grade gentleman.
In an instant, she seemed to see the shadow of her father in Zeng Anmin...
A strange feeling arose in her heart.
(End of chapter)