Chapter 59

Liang Qu turned around and looked at his own house.

It was no more than ten meters long and wide, and it only looked a little bigger with a low courtyard wall around it.

The old tile roof was covered with thatch in several corners to block the rain, and the mud on the ground had long been pitted.

Didn't expect to refuse Xue Chengquan, and after turning around, it turned back again.

Liang Qu didn't refuse again. If he couldn't go home, he would go to the martial arts hall.

As for the main sacrificer, it's not troublesome, it's also an opportunity to show his face, so he agreed.

Thanked Li Lao Chen Zhaoan again, and the group of people went back in a mighty way.

It was not easy to get free time, and before Liang Qu could close the door to practice martial arts and check his own gains, the door was knocked again.

Opening the door, it turned out to be Uncle Chen who came back to split the account after selling the fish.

Chen Qingjiang was excited, took out a few silver beans from his money bag and placed them on the table, dancing and talking about selling fish: "Five hundred and sixty-seven wen! Lin Songbao heard that it was your catch, and gave me five qian of silver directly, five qian, that is half a tael! We earned half a tael of silver in one day!"

Seeing Uncle Chen so high-spirited, Liang Qu felt even better. He divided the silver particles on the table into two halves and pushed them away: "Then according to the five-five split we agreed on, you get two qian five, and I get two qian five."

"That won't do, that won't do, two qian five is too much, I can't take it, one qian, I'll take one qian." Chen Qingjiang took one out of his half and put it back in his money bag.

"Uncle Chen, didn't we agree on a five-five split at the beginning? Do you want me to break my promise now? Isn't this trapping me in injustice? If it spreads out, won't it harm my reputation?"

Liang Qu had figured out Uncle Chen's character, so he didn't use the polite set, but directly pressed it with righteousness.

Two qian five a day, at least two qian can be saved every day, so Uncle Chen's medical clinic money can be paid back in four or five days.

Sure enough, Chen Qingjiang ate this set, his face wrinkled into a ball. He hadn't read books, but he had heard many stories. There were many people who sacrificed their lives for righteousness and didn't hesitate to die for the sake of great integrity, so he was immediately frightened and had to accept it.

"I really feel sorry, it just so happens that it's time for dinner, Uncle Chen, why don't you let me go to your house for a meal?"

"Good, good, good, I'll go let my wife burn more dishes."

Early the next morning.

Liang Qu saw Xue Chengquan's people set up a simple porridge shed by the pier.

Thick vegetable porridge was steaming in the cold wind, and people lined up, shivering to receive porridge to drink.

There were children seen in the alley earlier, women, and lame old men, toothless old ladies, and there were many people in the middle who wiped dust on their clothes and mixed in, but were driven away by Lin Songbao on the side.

He came to help. Lin Songbao knew clearly who was really poor and who was fake poor in town.

"Damn it, coming here to cheat food and drink, do you know whose stall this is? Brother Shui! Liang Qu! Who is that? Master Yang's personal disciple, the master in the future! If you are not afraid of death, come over, if you can hide it from your Lin grandfather, I count you as this!"

Lin Songbao raised his thumb high and shouted at the crowd.

Liang Qu laughed when he heard it. He didn't get close, and chose to leave after watching for a few times.

In the afternoon, Liang Qu took his waist token, arm guards, found clean clothes to wear, and followed the convoy to Shanghu Academy. Through the old man he met when he signed up the day before yesterday, he found his teacher and started from recognizing characters. What he learned were all things like Standards for Being a Good Pupil and Child and Three Character Classic.

Sitting in his seat, Liang Qu saw a group of children around him who were only seven or eight years old, and at most twelve or thirteen, feeling quite helpless.

Coming to learn characters at his age belongs to "elderly students".

Fortunately, Liang Qu, who had received systematic education and was properly admitted to a prestigious university, had extremely strong learning ability, and there were many similarities in the characters of this world, so his speed of recognizing characters was extremely fast, so fast that the teacher couldn't believe it.

"Liang Qu, have you really never read a private school before?"

"Yes, sir, I have been a fisherman since I was a child and have never been to school, but I passed by various shops and often pondered, so I recognize some characters, for example, that Wufangzhai, I remembered it after passing by a few times."

The teaching teacher labeled Liang Qu as studious in his heart and sighed with emotion: "If you give up martial arts and turn to take the imperial examination, maybe you will also have some achievements."

The little dolls on the side all cast admiring eyes, making Liang Qu feel awkward.

Showing off in front of people is not like this, there is no sense of achievement at all.

"You are a martial artist, so there are additional learning tasks. Since your foundation is good, maybe you can try to read these two books. If you don't understand, you can come and ask me."

The teacher handed out two stacks of books, one was "Haomu Hall Miscellaneous Notes Annotated Edition", with six volumes, and the other was "Yu Guanxiu, Feelings of Life", with two volumes.

Dashun was founded by martial arts. Even scholars who had never practiced martial arts had a deep understanding of the martial arts path, and there were even beautiful stories of great Confucians who had no power to bind a chicken waking up martial arts grandmasters on the spot.

Liang Qu took the books with both hands and simply flipped through the catalog.

Both were written by Perfected Form martial artists. The former compiled what the author and friends saw and heard in their lives, mainly talking about the characteristics of various spirit monsters, identification of herbs, and encounters with spiritual treasures. Because it was a personal perspective experience, it was quite interesting to read.

The latter was similar, but this martial artist's era was earlier, telling many battlefield experiences and understanding of martial artist cultivation, and the description of some realms was more accurate and in place.

For example, the Galloping Horse Realm, the peak can pull dozens of galloping horses without moving. What kind of horse is this horse?

Are they all sweat-blooded horses, or are they all inferior horses, are they big horses, or small horses?

It's all a very vague adjective.

"These two are just introductory, there are many more later, all of which need to be read. The records of spirit monsters and monsters in them are mostly correct, and there are annotations left by later generations for those that are not. They are all experiences of predecessors and are very precious.

You can try to read it first, take it back to flip through, but remember not to damage it, otherwise you will not only have to pay the original price, but also pay a fee for disrespecting books, because it is handwritten, one volume costs one tael of silver."

Liang Qu nodded seriously, thinking that martial artists are not easy either. If you don't have culture, you can't eat anywhere. You can't understand martial arts secrets, you don't recognize heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and if you are unlucky, you encounter some strange spirit monsters and don't know how to deal with them, maybe you will die.

For several days in a row, Liang Qu traveled between Pingyang Town and Yixing City, reading and learning characters.

He didn't go to the martial arts hall. The twenty-day breakthrough time was reduced to less than five days, which was too exaggerated, so it was better to slow down for two days.

In the town, the matter of Lu Shaohui gradually faded, and it seemed that the Mountain Ghost had disappeared since then, and the emotions of the townspeople gradually stabilized.

The only strange thing is that Liang Qu found records related to Mountain Ghosts when studying "Haomu Hall Miscellaneous Notes Annotated Edition", which said that this monster usually eats every two days, and it shouldn't have been silent for so long.

But no matter what, no one dying is always a good thing.

Liang Qu also didn't stand under a dangerous wall. When traveling between the two places, he tried his best to avoid walking on land and took a boat on the water.

Pingyang Town is not next to Jianghuai Daze, but the water routes of the two places are connected.

A winding river tributary passes through the entire large town, seven or eight meters wide and more than ten meters deep. It is the one at the door of Langyun Building, with the South Stone Bridge.

According to the older generation, it was stepped out by a big dragon passing through, which was very winding, resulting in the water route being longer than the land route. In addition, there is a fishing pier in the town, so if you want to enter the town to sell fish, you have to pay a river crossing fee, so fishermen rarely go.

For the sake of safety, Liang Qu would rather pay more for the road fee.

In the middle, he also went out on the boat twice, following the two beasts to find whether there were other treasures. The treasure plants were hidden near the water area of Yixing City, but unfortunately, he found nothing.

Perhaps because of constant thinking, there is an echo. This day, Liang Qu was turning his wrist while copying the copybook, and received a message from the immovable one in the link.