When Yao Guang heard Chen Ziqi's words, he was so scared that he immediately shrank back. Because of this moment of pause, Dan Yi found a flaw and subconsciously hit him.

"Ao--" A scream broke through the sky.

The martial arts performance venue was silent in an instant, and Yao Guang fell to the ground, covering his crotch without moving.

Danyi looked at her hands and slowly turned dark.

"Hahahaha..." Chen Ziqi lay on Danyi's back and tiptoed to look at Yao Guang, laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up. She could only hold Danyi's neck and fell to the ground without laughing.

Lingguan, who was standing with the people, immediately walked out, took a handkerchief dipped in water, and wiped Danyi's hands.

The prince quickly cared about Yao Guang. Seeing his distorted face, he seemed very painful, so he hurriedly asked someone to call the imperial physician. The teenager knew the pain best and felt it hurt when he looked at it. He gave a wink to his cousin Luo Zheng, who was still stunned. Yao Guang was the only son of the leader of the Jiyang Sect. If this was broken, it would be difficult to explain to Jiyang Sect.

Luo Zheng then came to his senses and squatted down to comfort Yao Guang: "Brother Yao, are you okay?"

"Um..." Yao Guang couldn't speak.

Luo Zheng looked up at Dan Yi who was still wiping his hands, and said angrily: "It's just a competition, why bother to fight like this?"

Chen Ziqi was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Who told him to stand and beat him? If he didn't want to be beaten, he would squat down and fight with him. He would be more handsome than bullying the child."

The people who originally thought Chen Ziqi were a little vicious turned to Yao Guang with condemnation. It was indeed his fault for this. He showed his vital points to ask for advice and asked for help. Wasn't he waiting to be beaten to the crotch?

King Qi coughed lightly and said, "It's normal to be injured. Hurry up and call the imperial physician to take a look."

Yao Guang seemed to be very injured and did not come until the afternoon when he was studying.

Chen Ziqi bit the pen and glanced at Danyi, who was listening to the teacher's lectures quietly on the table next door. He wanted to ask him if the place would be broken by tying the clouds. If it was broken, would Yao Guang be the same as Fuxi and the others in the future?

The more I thought about it, the more curious I took out a piece of paper and wrote a small note for Danyi.

Dan Yi was looking at the book in front of him seriously. The book of royal literacy enlightenment is called "Dragon Yin Fu", which is actually the secret of "Dragon Yin Magic".

The Dragon Roar Magic Art is an extremely superior technique, and the secrets of theory should not be read for others. But for hundreds of years, except for people with the blood of the Chen family, no one in the other surname has ever practiced it. The royal family is not afraid of being secretly learned, so they simply took it out for the prince to enlighten and read it, and can also memorize the skills and read it;

Holding the pen, drawing a line on "Bending the yin and embracing the yang, and rushing the qi to be harmonious", Danyi narrows his eyes and ponders. In the first chapter of Danyang magic, there is also a saying, "Bending the yang and embracing the yin, and raising the qi to be gentle"...

"Pu" a small piece of paper was thrown to the place where the pen was dropped. Danyi turned her head and looked at Chen Ziqi who was rushing at him, and took apart the piece of paper.

On the wrinkled note, there was a crooked word "light" written, and an ugly thing was drawn below it. It looked like a stick, with two eggs next to it, one of which had a hole and the egg whites flowed out.

Dan Yi twitched the corner of her mouth, thinking that Chen Ziqi was asking if Yao Guang's egg was broken by him. This guy is six years old and has so few words. What kind of stick is egg, it's too vulgar. Change to a thinner pen, dip it in ink, and write a note next to the ugly picture: "Yang|中". As soon as he finished writing, he suddenly felt someone approaching. He looked up suddenly and saw the teacher Luo Yunsheng standing beside him, looking down at what he wrote.

Dan Yi: "..." I don't know if it's time to destroy the note at this moment.

Of course it was too late. Luo Yunsheng picked up the note first and looked at it carefully for a moment: "The prince is so elegant."

Luo Yunsheng, whose courtesy name was Hailou, was a very famous poet in this dynasty. In Dazhang, which values ​​martial arts and rather than literary, he was one of the few people who liked to read more than martial arts. He also had a little swordsmanship, but he liked to write poetry more. He was less than thirty years old and had traveled all over the country and had extensive knowledge. Therefore, he was not scared by the shocking paintings of the Seventh Prince, but instead he carefully evaluated them.

"The above word is so ugly, it must be the original work of the Seventh Prince." Luo Yunsheng drew the uneven "light" character, and spread the note in front of Chen Ziqi. "Look at the two words written by the prince, they are strong and powerful, and they are already quite handsome. The Seventh Prince will learn these two words tonight and write them a hundred times."

"Ah?" Chen Ziqi's face was bitter. He had just learned to write and wrote very slowly. Seeing that Dan Yi was quite complicated in writing those two words, he didn't know when he would write them a hundred times.

"In addition, since the prince has already read a lot, I will copy the first chapter of "Dragon Roar Fu" ten times tonight." Luo Yunsheng finished speaking lightly, turned around and walked away, and continued to teach other princes to study.

When he returned to Qingyun Palace in the evening, the two children ran to the study to write after dinner. Chang E looked at Xiqi and asked Fuxi: "What's wrong today?" That little bastard has never liked to write. Today, he is so active, and the sun is coming out from the west?

Fuxi didn't dare to say that His Highness was punished by the husband, so he said, "Mr. Today, he has assigned a lot of homework."

Chang E nodded and looked at Amu who came over to eat for free: "Xiao Mutou, why don't you do your homework?"

"I have no homework." Amu shook his short legs comfortably. He was too young now and could not hold the pen at all. Luo Yunsheng was not in a hurry to teach him to write, but only asked him to recite some simple poems.

"Your Highness, it's time for us to go back." Amu's little eunuch reminded.

"Mother Chang, I'll come again tomorrow." Amu was a little reluctant and wanted to play for a while, but he knew that this was not his bedroom, and Chang E was not his mother, so he couldn't stay for a long time.

"Okay." Chang E pinched Amu's fat face and sent him out. Seeing the fat man shakingly walking, she felt a little uncomfortable. If she hadn't survived with a stern face, their little bastard would probably be as lonely as Amu. After all, Amu also has a reliable uncle. If Chen Ziqi was raised by his uncle... she would have been sold long ago.

Looking at the letters on the table, Chang E sneered, threw them aside, took out the fabric to make needles and threads. Autumn is approaching, and we have to start making autumn clothes. The people in the needle and thread department made a very good shirt, but the inner shirt always doesn't fit, and she has to make it for her son with her own hands.

In the room, Chen Ziqi lay on the table with a sad face and wrote: "Why are these two words so many strokes?"

Dan Yi, who was quickly copying "Dragon Roar Fu", turned around and looked at what Chen Ziqi wrote, raised her eyebrows. The black and black ball was so dark that she couldn't tell what she was writing.

Chen Ziqi actually wanted to learn to write well, but other princes were enlightened at the age of three and could write thousands of words at the age of six. Although he knew him, he could not write reads. The gentleman learned that he knew how to write, so he took it for granted that he thought he could write, so he did not teach him carefully.

He threw down his pen and lay down at Danyi's table to look at him. His white little hand held the purple brush in the bamboo branch and sprinkled it on the rice paper, pleasing to the eye. Chen Ziqi clenched his fingertips and hesitated for a moment: "Danyi, can you teach me to write?"

Danyi looked up at him.

"Tell me, can I call you brother?

?” Chen Ziqi said with a row of little white teeth.

"What's the benefit of calling brother?" Danyi put down her pen and looked at him with her arms.

"We were originally a fellow disciple, but now we want to call you brother. I'm at a loss." Chen Ziqi said seriously, holding Dan Yi's hand and pulling it on his table.

What is this fallacy? Dan Yi was angry and smiled, and let Chen Ziqi pull him and walk to the rice paper full of dog-crawling words.

"You write one first, I'll take a look." Danyi raised her chin and signaled Chen Ziqi to write one himself first.

Chen Ziqi grabbed the brush and wrote it hard, writing it out twice, and then taking a look at the original post.

Dan Yi shook her head: "Your strokes are incorrect." He picked up the pen and slowly wrote these two words next to him so that Chen Ziqi could see clearly.

He taught the stroke order but could not hold the pen. Danyi had to stand behind Chen Ziqi, hold his hand with one hand, and write it in one stroke.

The Feng King and the Emperor of the past dynasties only met after they were in their teens, but their own words started by teaching writing. Dan Yi held Chen Ziqi's tender little hand, a little helpless and a little excited...

He looked down and looked at the big words "Yang|中" on the paper. Danyi's eyes just bent down again. This scene worthy of engraving in history, but the words "shamed" are written are so inelegant.

After writing the words, Chen Ziqi wrapped around Danyi and taught him Danyang to tilt his clouds.

"This move is so useful. If anyone quarrels with me in the future, I will go up and slap him a few times." Chen Ziqi was wearing a middle-clothed shirt, stepped on the carpet barefoot, holding his right elbow with his left hand, and gestured with his voice.

Dan Yi let Linghe remove the hairband and raised his hand to pinch Chen Ziqi's swelling palm: "Danyang shook the clouds, you can't learn it."

"I know, I don't have internal strength," Chen Ziqi jumped to Dan Yi, hugged his warm little body, put his chin on his chest, and looked up at Dan Yi's chin with his big watery eyes, "I'll learn a move!" Think about it today, Dan Yi slapped Yao Guang's backhand, defeating the enemy with one move, which is simple and effective. When he learns, he will definitely improve this skill and specialize in the crotch, which will definitely be invincible!

Dan Yi turned around, dragged the guy stuck behind her back to the table, and took the first chapter of the copy of "Dragon Roar Fu": "You don't have to learn to slim your hands, just learn to see the moon when you go to the dragon."

"Huh?" Chen Ziqi hugged Dan Yi's waist, and looked out from under his arm, glanced at the things in his hand, "Didn't anyone learn this magical skill?

Danyi looked at the head that was emerging from the creaking nest, put down her arm and clamped him: "You can learn it."

"Wow, you're attacking." Chen Ziqi was pinched to his head and immediately reached out to scratch Dan Yi.

Danyi couldn't stand steadily, and when she twisted her body, the two of them fell on the blanket and rolled into a ball.

"Is the Yuelong the hand that is good at shaking the clouds?" Chen Ziqi asked him, biting the middle clothes on Danyi's shoulder.

"Absolutely." Dan Yi pulled her middle robes back and struggled to get up.

"Okay, then I'll learn to see the moon when I go to the dragon." Chen Ziqi shook his arm, pretended that his arm was a dragon when he was winding, and grabbed Dan Yi's legs.
Chapter completed!