Chapter 41

Lou's mother secretly worries, Ziyou doesn't know. She took out her silver needle and was wiping it with spirits. It's also her weapon, which can kill at critical time.

Ziyou took a drawing and began to draw it. He was going to make a silver needle into a thin, pointed hairpin and put it on his head. So today, in the market, he could give the scoundrel some color to see, and he would not be inferior.

There's another thing. Tomorrow we're going to train the slaves we bought. We need to prepare some teaching materials.

In the morning, uncle Dejiang, the deputy general beside uncle Dejiang, will teach them martial arts. In the afternoon, he will teach them medical skills. In the evening, he has to teach water sorrow and compassion Indian dance. Can he succeed in luring mu Yingrui? This dance is very important.

In addition, my mother left the dance score, music score and musical instrument drawing of Indian dance. Today, I have said that it is advisable to take five days later. For good or ill, I have increased ten liang of silver to shorten the time to three days.

Although my mother kept two kinds of Indian musical instruments, they were too few. If I played them like that, the effect would be poor.

In these three days, I will first hand in the basic dance moves of water worry and compassion Indian dance, and then I can officially rehearse when the instrument is ready.

Ziyou kept drawing and writing on the paper for a moment, until the time of the hourglass, it seemed that it was over Hai, with a smile, leaning on Lou's mother, who urged her to rest again, said softly, "Mom, do you know? Today, I'm so happy because as long as these slaves are trained by me, I can protect my grandfather and uncle from harm. "

Lou's mother did not understand that general Murou and general Mushao, who have great martial arts, how can they need the protection of a weak young lady. So she patted Ziyou and said fondly, "my good young lady! You don't get hurt yourself, old general and little general. Amitabha. Then you can protect them? Go to bed quickly. It's so late every night. In the long run, it's not long. "

Ziyou stretched out and smiled sweetly. When the time came, it was like the moonlight pouring in. The room was full of brightness: "Mom, I'm going to do a circle of weekdays, and then I'll practice swordsmanship for a while. You can sleep first and let some girls stay to wait."

With that, he picked up his sword and walked to the yard.

The moonlight is like water, pouring on the osmanthus tree in the yard. The yellow flowers are covered with a light silver glow, and the fragrance is elegant and dreamlike.

Ziyou's spirit is still. He puts a sword and fingers in the shape of the sky. Then he comes out of the water like a dragon and flies to the top of the osmanthus tree...

For a moment, Lou's mother seemed to see the autumn water falling like a long sky, turning into a boundless galaxy, moving gently in the hands of fibroin, and running happily in the night. From time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time, from time to time.

Bloom a brilliant light, it seems to be the cool autumn wind, suddenly swept up, accompanied by her white figure, such as floating, such as snow.

"Poem rhyme, ink rhyme, sea rhyme, water rhyme, pick up osmanthus, let's make osmanthus cake tomorrow."

When the sound of orioles coming out of the valley came from the air, they saw only a silver ribbon, revolving around the osmanthus tree, and kept rotating. The four girls and Lou's mother under the tree only thought that the garden was full of fragrance, osmanthus like rain, fell on them one after another.

When general Murao walked into the courtyard, he saw a purple cloud in white. It was a white cloud falling into the dust.

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