Thank you very much to the ghost classmate Qiaotou (100), Glacier Dancer classmate (100), luckyyoung classmate (100), Past events☆Searching students with fate, and late autumn dreams for the reward!

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It was already noon, and there were many people in the restaurant, and there were many scholars. Luo Xin chose a corner and ordered two dishes and a bowl of rice. The guy saw a child going to the restaurant by himself. He was originally a little suspicious, but when he saw Luo Xin wearing a scholar's robe, he suppressed his suspicion and quickly brought the food.

Luo Xin ate slowly while listening, while pricking up his ears, the whole restaurant was discussing the matter of fighting for water between the two counties. Especially when the scholars expressed their anger and their confident words indignation, Luo Xin secretly gave a thumbs up to Zhou Zhixian.

It has only been half a month, and it is almost time to develop to the point where scholars petition. I believe the situation in the neighboring county is similar, right?

"We scholars don't come forward at this time, when will we come forward?"

"Not bad! Can't you watch the heads of the elders and villagers get bleeding?"

"Written Fight!"

"Yes! Wenfight!"

"This is the time when our scholars show their skills."

"Let the neighboring county see the demeanor of our scholars in Yanglin County."

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"Everyone, Mr. Jian Ming and Mr. Hai Zhenghai are ready to petition the magistrate. I have signed the signature. I wonder if you are a joint signature?"

"Brother Li, we have signed the signatures. Tomorrow we will go to the county government office to petition together with Mr. Jian."

"Okay! As long as we are united and united, we will definitely defeat Yangqu County and make our Yanglin County famous."

"Well said!"

The crowd of readers was in a turbulent mood and their faces were red.

"Smack it..."

Everyone in the restaurant, whether it was a peddler or a merchant or a farmer, slapped together, and looked at the scholars with respect. Those scholars also bowed to the surroundings, with a full of satisfaction on their faces.

"It's done!" Luo Xin smiled and picked up a chicken leg and started to chew it.

"Brother Li, why didn't you see Mr. Zhou appear this time?" asked a scholar.

Luo Xin then raised his ears, and the brother Li smiled and said, "Young Master Zhou has gone out for a trip, but I heard that Brother Jian received a letter from Mr. Zhou a few days ago, saying that he had heard about the matter here and was trying his best to rush back."

"Okay, with Mr. Zhou and Mr. Jian as the leader, we will definitely be able to defeat Yangqu County!"

"cunning!"

Luo Xin muttered in his heart, and thought to himself, I wonder where Zhou Yu ran to?

After getting the news he wanted, he had enough food and put down the money for the meal, Luo Xin walked out of the restaurant with great relief. He knew that the matter of fighting for water was solved. No matter what the result of the Wendou, the two counties would no longer have fighting for water in the future. The Wendou would continue year by year. Perhaps a grand event of literati will be formed in the future. Zhou Zhixian County not only eliminated a problem, but also received a contribution.

When I arrived at the city gate, I saw that my father and elder brother were already waiting there.

"Dad, brother, have you been waiting for a long time?" Luo Xin's eyes showed apologies.

"It's not a long time! I just finished my meal." Luo Ping smiled lovingly and said, "Xin'er, have you eaten?"

"have eaten!"

The father and son were chatting while leaving the city. Luo Xin sat on the ox cart and saw an iron spear and a snatched knife on the ox cart. The iron spear was well-built, but the snatched knife was a bit ugly. Luo Xin grabbed the snatched knife and tried the weight. At this time, Luo Ping asked while rushing the snatched the snatched the snatched knife:

"Did you eat in Lu Mansion?"

"No!" Luo Xin raised his sword and replied, "I ate in a restaurant."

"Brother, give me the knife!"

The eldest brother riding a horse said, seeing his appearance, he had already thought of coming outside the city and letting the horse run with a Guandao. Luo Xin raised the Guandao with both hands and handed it to the eldest brother. The eldest brother stretched out one hand and grabbed the Guandao, urged the horse to rush forward, shouting and dancing Guandao with both hands.

"Qing'er, be careful!" Luo Ping shouted with some concern.

"I understand, dad!" Luo Qing's voice floated over from afar and soon disappeared.

Luo Ping shook his head, whipped the bull with a whip, so that it could move faster. Luo Xin went to grab the iron spear and sat in the car and stabbed it back and forth a few times. Luo Ping turned around and looked at Luo Xin, looked hesitant, and finally said:

"Xin'er, although you are a scholar now, don't let go of your martial arts. Even for a good body!"

"Yes, dad, I practice martial arts every day."

"Yeah!" Luo Ping continued: "The world is not peaceful now. You will also go to Beijing to take the exam in the future. It is much safer to have martial arts. Every time there are many scholars who die on the road."

"I understand, dad."

Luo Ping nodded and said, "Your Tai Chi is probably not something you can practice in a few years, it's just a fancy way!"

Luo Xin smiled bitterly on his face, remembering the song about Tai Chi in his previous life: Shaolin killed someone in three years, and Tai Chi never went out for ten years.

Not to mention, my father's vision is really powerful, and he actually saw that Tai Chi is not easy to become a master. So he said in a depressed manner:

"You can exercise, you know that scholars cannot dance with swords and guns!"

"I know!" Luo Ping nodded and said, "So you just make a flute as a sword practice? Can that thing hit people?"

"Dad!" Hearing his father say the flute, he remembered the folding fan he bought. He put down the iron gun, opened the box, took out the folding fan and handed it to Luo Ping:

"Dad, how do you think of this weapon?"

Luo Ping turned his head and glanced at the folding fan in Luo Xin's hand. He raised his eyebrows and reached out to take the folding fan to measure it. Anyway, the ox cart was walking slowly, and the ox knew the way, so Luo Ping spread the folding fan and touched the fan bone with his fingers. Finally, he touched the sharpness at the top of the small bone, and his eyes lit up. As a martial arts master, Luo Ping naturally knew that although the sharpness was hidden in the white silk, as long as it was used properly, it would definitely be a thing that could kill people.

"Bang!"

He closed the folding fan and held it in his hand, raised his hand and stabbed it back and forth several times in the air. When Luo Xin saw that his father was using the Luo family's marksmanship.

"Swish!"

Luo Ping opened the folding fan again, slashed in the air with wide open and closed, and the momentum of the sword spread out.

"Bang!" He closed the folding fan again and handed it to Luo Xin, saying: "This weapon is much stronger than your hole flute. However, this thing is too short and too light. No matter whether it is a Luo family spear or a closed knife, it cannot be used to get the essence."

"Dad!" Luo Xin smiled bitterly and said, "I can't ride a horse and rush forward. Even if one day I really ride a horse and rush forward, I will use the stern knife. This folding fan can defend myself while I am traveling. Dad, let me tell you! This folding fan cannot use the Luo family spear and stern knife. He can use brushwork, sword technique, and single-knife knife technique to combine these, and I will create a set of fan techniques!"

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