Wang Bo's death cast a shadow called grief on the Qin family. Qin Zongyao also blamed himself for his inability to save Wang Bo's life. Wang Bo's kindness, smile, and blame, and scenes of his life continued to circulate in the minds of everyone in the Qin family. However, grief and anger can eventually turn into strength.

Wang Bo's death also aroused the hatred of the Qin family towards the Tiandao Sect, so he worked harder to practice. On the other hand, Qin Mufeng, since Wang Bo's death, he had become as cheerful as Qin Shu. The difference is that Qin Shu's eyes are just casual coldness all day long, while Qin Mufeng's eyes often emitted a fiery fire of anger. His whole body was like a machine, and his tireless practice and solidified the foundation, which made Qin Liang and others admire and worry.

However, since Wang Bo passed away, the Tiandao Sect seemed to have disappeared from the world, and there were few hearings.

Although time can calm a person's resentment, the hatred buried in his heart will only become more and more deeply rooted. Qin Mufeng's silence has slowly been dissolved, and Qin Feng's coldness has gradually melted. At least, no one has ignored it, even though his tone seems to be so careless.

Qin Yi also began to accept Qin Liang's scholarly aura because of Wang Bo's advice before his death, and although quarrels still happened frequently.

A year later, Qin Mufeng and Qin Feng had begun to come into contact with the "Current Autumn Moon Art", and the Qin family also practiced well. For example, under the guidance of Qin Yi, who is also good at brute force, he has even entered the ranks of third-rate masters in the world. Although the third-rate is not good at the world, with A Tie's talent, it is not easy to play to his strengths and make up for his weaknesses.

The autumn wind has ruthlessly shaken the yellow leaves, and the bare branches show a hint of desolation, as if they feel reluctant to leave the leaves.

On that morning, Qin Zongyao called A Tie and Qin Mufeng into the front hall, "A Tie, you work hard and don't feel tired, so relax today. The county town has opened its doors and sent me this invitation. You go to the account room to get some silver and take these three little guys to see the fun." Qin Zongyao said.

When A Tie heard this, he was extremely excited. He had read Qin Zongyao's trust in him from Qin Zongyao's words.

"Yes, lord." A Tie responded.

"Go early and go back early." Qin Zongyao ordered.

A Tie and the three of them walked slowly on the path between the tea garden. Perhaps because of the relaxed mood at this moment, Qin Mufeng and Qin Liang actually started playing and playing.

Since the Qin family makes a living by selling tea, the Qin family is also located between tea gardens. Although it is already in the countryside, it is only separated from the county town. The middle is Yanxi. The dam built by Dayu when the flood controls still exists on both sides of the Shanxi River. It has stood here for thousands of years, protecting a local people from floods.

A Tie looked at Qin Mufeng and Qin Liang running forward and smiled knowingly. He was not worried about these two, but he was even more worried about Qin Feng.

"I can leave by myself." Qin Feng said coldly.

A Tie originally wanted to pick him up, but Qin Shi said coldly, and his two hands that stretched out paused awkwardly in the air.

"Uh, hehe~" A Tie smiled embarrassedly and said to Qin Shi, "When will Mr. Wu be tired, tell Brother Tie that Brother Tie will let you ride a horse."

Qin Feng did not answer, but just casually glanced at A Tie with his small eyes, and then continued to walk on his own.

Unpredictable, A Tie grabbed it with both hands. Qin Feng was about to react. A Tie had already put Qin Feng on his neck, then grabbed Qin Feng's feet and ran forward.

"Brother A Tie is fast? Drive! Drive!" A Tie shouted and smiled at himself.

Qin Feng was helpless. Although his face was still expressionless, he was no longer as cold as before. Perhaps he had already recognized A Tie in his heart?

The autumn wind blows ripples and ripples endlessly.

In Sheng County, there were crowds of people and the streets and alleys were bustling. The three children were attracted by the lively scene in front of them and were lingering in front of the stalls arranged by the roadside.

"Ah? Bamboo Slips?" Qin Liang's eyes lit up and was attracted by a small stall selling books.

(I haven't mentioned before that the year set in this novel is in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, about 1,500 years, that is, more than 500 years ago. Since Cai Lun invented papermaking in the Western Han Dynasty, paper gradually replaced brocade and silk as the main writing material. The printing technology went through the transformation from the seventh century woodblock printing to Bi Sheng invented movable type printing in the Northern Song Dynasty. At this time, all the books read by literati were already in paper versions.)

"This guy has a good vision. The 'Emperor' in "Records of the Grand Historian" has a history of hundreds of years. It is a thing passed down from generation to generation by villains. However, the old mother at home was sick and had to sell it at a low price. I wonder what the price the guy will pay?" The vendor saw Qin Liang dressed in a scholar and talked loudly.

"Hehe, it's been hundreds of years, why are the handwriting on this bamboo slip so new?" Qin Liang said with a smile.

The vendor couldn't help but blush, "Who is a little kid who learns elegance from others at a young age, pretending to behave while playing." The vendor scolded.

"Zhi Zi said, those who are angry will be anxious to jump over the wall." At this time, a middle-aged man passing by chanted.

"Oh, Master Juren, hello, what wind blows you today." The vendor smiled and complimented.

"Haha, I'm going out to visit relatives for a few days. When you talk nonsense and make random things here, you stop and watch you play monkey plays." The priest said.

"Hehe, I can make the juren smile, and I am lucky to be young." The small vendor's face seemed to be as thick as it was.

"This young man is handsome, I wonder if I am lucky to be able to associate with you?" The juren bowed his head and bowed to Qin Liang.

"Sir, I am too humble, and I am flattered." Qin Liang saluted back.

"It's a pity that I have important things to do today, so I'm not convenient to stay for a long time. This bamboo slip is just for the meeting ceremony. If the young master has nothing to do in five days, can he come to the humble house to meet him? It's under a century-old camphor tree thirty miles away in the west of the city." The juren asked, and gave the book "Records of the Grand Historian".

"It's better to obey your orders than respect!" Qin Liang replied, then watched the juren leave.

Qin Mufeng and the other two were standing by, and they felt sore when Qin Liang and the Juren fell off their bags. Fortunately, the Juren had left alone, and Qin Liang stuffed the book record into his collar like a treasure.

The four of them walked and walked, and a rapid sound of gongs rang out, and in an instant, many pedestrians surrounded them.

"Dear fellows from Sheng County, my brothers Zhang have just arrived. I want to use your precious land to show my martial arts skills. I hope all those who have money can support you, and those who have no money can support you!" A young man shouted in the middle of the crowd, his voice was vigorous and powerful. Even in the noisy market, the people present could already hear his voice clearly.

As soon as they finished speaking, the Zhang brothers and brothers each held a spear and attacked each other with their own spears. Their moves were so fierce, their tricks were so scattered, and their strength seemed to be like they were not performing in the downtown city, but fighting each other on the battlefield. The crowd watching was quiet at this moment, without a hint of applause. Everyone's hearts were already in their throats, for fear that the two brothers would accidentally hang the lottery on the spot.

The two long spears danced like two dragons, and the energy it brought out actually made people feel that even the air became thinner, making people faintly breathless.

At this time, Qin Feng's eyes were staring at the two figures fighting fiercely, and his little hands couldn't help but dance.

He can learn the other party’s martial arts skills by just watching the two fight?

The fierce battle did not last long, just like a beautiful scene that was always fleeting. A sharp spear tip was pressed straight on one person's throat, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down the spear tip.

"Brother, are you okay?" The winning man threw down his spear, held another man and said with concern.

"It's okay, just skin trauma. I didn't expect that my second brother's shooting skills have been freely received and received. My elder brother is ashamed of himself!" The injured man smiled.

"How can I still work so hard to practice the style, it's so scary," a man in the spectator complained.

"Haha, this big brother, my brother and both of us think that even if we perform, we must do our best and not let everyone down the rewards." said the slightly older man.

"If I scare you, can you both pay the money?" The old man complained unyieldingly.

""The brothers didn't expect that such a question would happen and he was speechless.

However, the awkward atmosphere did not last long, and Qin Mufeng's voice sounded: "Brother Tie, give them some money. They must have practiced their skills here when they encountered difficulties, otherwise such good martial arts would not have fallen into this."

Upon hearing this, A Tie agreed with Qin Mufeng's statement in his heart and took out two cents to the two brothers.

"Ah," Qin Mufeng said dissatisfied, then took three taels of silver from the iron bag and stepped forward and handed it to the two brothers.

"This" brothers seemed to be dreaming, and they never expected that a young man who seemed only eight or nine years old would be so generous.

"The people in the martial arts world often say that they rely on their parents at home and friends at home. Some silver is something outside their bodies. Why both brothers make a fuss?" At this time, Qin Liang also echoed, and the crowd was also in agitation at this time, and they all praised the actions of the two boys. At the same time, the copper coins and silver fell in front of the two brothers like a scattered flower in the sky.

However, a figure was slowly squeezing past the crowd and standing behind Qin Mufeng and the other two.

Qin Liang bowed to the two brothers and smiled kindly. As soon as he turned around, he felt as if he had hit someone.

"Ah~" I saw the old man who had made things difficult for the two brothers just now sat on the ground, his face twisted, as if he was suffering great pain.

"I've hit someone to death~ I'm here~" the old man shouted loudly.

"This old gentleman, the young master has just turned around, why are you just on the ground? Besides, even if you hit you, you shouldn't have hit someone to death, right? Otherwise, why can you still shout so loudly?" Qin Liang wondered.

"Look, everyone, this kid still denies it after hitting someone. Oh, it hurts so much." The old man continued to shout regardless of Qin Liang.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way" At this time, a pair of officials drove away the crowd.

"I'm here just right. This guy even denies me if he hits someone. Just give me a comment!" The old man saw the official hugging Qin Liang's calf.

"Since that's the case, come with us to the yamen." The two officials said without hesitation and held Qin Liang away.

"No, I don't!" Qin Liang shouted loudly. At this time, A Tie also came up to stop Guanmao and said, "Two servants, these are the young masters of our Qin family, and they will never deny them. It's really the old man who deliberately made things difficult for him."

"So what about the Qin family? Are you bullying others with your power? Come back to the yamen with me!" said the official.

"Master, we brothers saw with our own eyes that it was this elder brother who deliberately made things difficult for the young master. We hope that Master will find out the truth before making a decision." The two brothers who were performing arts stood up and said.

"Oh? If you don't mention it, I forgot. You two are here to perform, not to mention traffic, but also to make bloody things happen, and the impact is bad, and the crime is even higher. What do you think of my Ming law? Please let me go together!" The official sent a long time.
Chapter completed!