"You are so stupid!"
"Ye? What''s my business??"
"Stop talking nonsense, go buy candied haws!"
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In my memory, my days have passed by day by day.
It is carefree, but also has some teenage melancholy.
Finally, the days of getting fame and fortune that my father is looking forward to keep getting closer—
"Ayu, you''re ready to try."
Before the main hall, my father was wearing a silk robe dress. It was not so much a slut, but rather a slut. He sipped the big red robe he got from Fujian during the **** and sat upright to ask me. The reason why he lives a luxurious life is because he said that those who do this job have a meal but no more, so he should hurry up and enjoy it.
And I sat a little lower and said with some fear.
"The baby is ready."
"Okay, the Zhu family relies on you to shine on the family lintel, and you don''t need to win the Jie Yuan. As long as you can get the qualification of a tribute."
"Yes, yes. The child must be ready for the exam."
I nodded timidly and sighed in my heart.
Daddy is very good at martial arts, why am I so weak? Could it be that he is really destined to be able to learn literature?
When I was struggling, my father suddenly thought of something and looked at me with a serious expression.
"A Yu, do you still practice swordsmanship?"
“Some, some.”
"Think carefully, you have been practicing sword skills for several years. After opening the Ren and Du meridians last year, you can accumulate internal energy, right? So what about your martial arts?"
"Baby...is still far from it."
I could only admit my shortcomings bitterly.
Because I am indeed too weak, I am not enough to make a fuss in the world at a young age like my daddy. But this dream has never faded.
Dad stroked his beard and thought about it thoughtfully.
"Then, Ayu, please show your swordsmanship to your father."
"yes!"
I plucked up my spirits and began to pick up the sword from the weapon stand above the main hall. After pulling it out of the scabbard, I danced with all my concentration.
As the sharp blade with green light swung, there were endless sounds of sound.
This Longquan sword was specially given to me by my father, but because I think I don’t have enough strength, I don’t use it very much. But every time I wave it, I feel that its power cannot be underestimated. The flying flowers can be used to pick leaves.
After a sword dance, I let out a breath and looked at Daddy with great enthusiasm.
"Dad, how about it? My sword technique is okay, right?"