Martial arts crossing begins with the story of looking for Qin

Chapter 676 Extraordinary Talent
Jiumozhi admired him and breathed a sigh of relief. This request was easy to handle.

Jiumozhi used Shaolin's seventy-two stunts in exchange for Huang Shang's three analgesics that could last for three years. He breathed a sigh of relief. The most important thing was that he bought more than three years for him. You must know that he hasn't started yet. When he got sick, he was taking precautions.

If Jiumozhi still hasn't solved his problem after three years and plans to get analgesics from Huang Shang, what will he get in exchange for it? Jiumozhi didn't ask, and Huang Shang didn't tell him.

It was an unexpected surprise to get the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin. It took a long time to wait for Xiao Feng and the others to come back, and Huang Shang became impatient. No matter what, he still has a job now, and his idle job is also a job. He can't have nothing if they don't come back. Don't do it.

Huang Shang's principle is that you don't have to accept the task if you don't like it. If you accept the task, you have to do it well even if you don't like it.

What's more, Huang Shang's current job is to teach children, ten-year-old Zhao Ji from Luoyang, Suining. He doesn't hate this job, and it can even be said that it is a relatively comfortable job.

Talent can really be seen with the naked eye. Prince Zhao Ji of Suining County has shown extremely high artistic talent since he was a child, and he also loves it sincerely.

Huang Shang had a full schedule of classes for Zhao Ji, but Zhao Ji's ten-year-old child did not show any impatience, but instead became more enthusiastic.

Huang Shang was proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Huang Shang's artistic attainments gained Zhao Ji's heartfelt respect and he humbly learned from Huang Shang.

Zhao Ji, who was only ten years old, stayed in Huang Shang's house, often not even returning to the palace.

It was rare for Huang Shang to be immersed in the artistic atmosphere. There was no struggle for power or intrigue. The world and the temple had nothing to do with him. He got along extremely harmoniously with the little boy Zhao Ji. It was a rare comfortable life. I really didn't realize that I had this enthusiasm before. It turned out that I didn't have a good opponent.

Huang Yaoshi used to be a good opponent, but unfortunately he lacked talent in this area at that time. Even now, Huang Shang knows that he does not have talent, but after long years of accumulation and many unpredictable predictions.

The child was completely immersed in his calligraphy. Huang Shang next to him sighed in his heart when he saw it: "This thin gold calligraphy is really something that people have in their hearts. I just wrote it without explaining it. The child immediately understood it. Got the essence of it.”

The child was still not messy and meticulous until he wrote the last stroke, but as soon as he put down the pen, he immediately became excited and said, "Teacher, how do you think I wrote this?"

The satisfaction is beyond words.

Huang Shang was secretly ashamed after seeing it. This pirated version had been stolen into someone else's home. Sure enough, the pirated version was not as good as the original version. Seeing the child's extraordinary skills, Huang Shang decided in his heart that he would never write in this style again.

Huang Shang smiled and said: "In the future, teachers will not dare to write in thin gold script again."

The children only thought it was the teacher's joke and a compliment to themselves, but they were still extremely excited.

The two went out of the house hand in hand, only to see Li Canghai standing outside the door.

When Huang Shang was teaching the children, no one was allowed to disturb him. Li Canghai stood outside the door. He couldn't say he was too anxious, but at least he was waiting for Huang Sang.

Huang Shang asked: "Is something wrong?"

Li Canghai said: "Feng'er and the others are back."

Huang Shang was stunned. He was really slow. He nodded and followed Li Canghai out.

Huang Shang saw that only Xiao Feng was waiting for him and Wang Yuyan was not seen.

When Xiao Feng saw Huang Shang, he stood up and quickly came to Huang Shang, bowed and saluted, and called "Master".

The child behind Huang Shang was stunned. He knew that his teacher had another disciple, the King of Nanyuan of Liao Kingdom. Everyone in the civil and military dynasty knew about this.

The burly man in front of me was Xiao Feng, the King of the South Branch of the Liao Kingdom. His image seemed to match my imagination of the Khitan people.

Xiao Feng was stunned when he saw the child behind his master, not knowing who it was.

I don’t know who it is, so it’s inconvenient to say some things. I look at the child with a questioning look in my eyes. Huang Shang said: "Feng'er, I would like to introduce to you. This child is also my student. He is the younger brother of the current emperor, Zhao Ji, the king of Suining County."

"what!"

It turned out to be a young prince.

I know it, but I know it, but there is no change in his expression. I don't think this little prince is anything special.

He is also the younger brother of the emperor. Although he is the adopted brother, the King of Nanyuan does not have a title, but he is a powerful official. Moreover, he also has the title of King of Chu, which is far from being comparable to an idle king.

Such a young prince was not qualified to participate in the reception he received in the capital.

Xiao Feng just nodded and then turned his attention to Huang Shang, indicating that he wanted to talk to his master alone about something.

Seeing that there was no anxious look on Xiao Feng's face, Huang Shang said to the child again: "I will also introduce you..."

Before Huang Shang could finish speaking, the child said, "I know that Xiao Feng, the king of the South Academy of Liao Kingdom, is also the teacher's student. There is no one who doesn't know about this."

Huang Shang smiled.

The child then saluted Xiao Feng, cupped his hands and said, "Senior brother!"

Xiao Feng didn't want to communicate with a child, but he was so polite. Xiao Feng found it quite interesting and called him "Junior Brother".

Xiao Feng was about to discuss business with his master when he saw the child raise the writing in his hand and said: "Senior Brother, this is what I just wrote. Please comment on it."

Xiao Feng immediately blushed. How could he understand this?
The child really didn't mean it, thinking that they were all the teacher's students, and the senior brother had followed the teacher since he was a child. Although he was tall and rough, his skills must be deeper.

He had just been praised by the teacher, and he was not satisfied yet. He wanted to be praised again.

Huang Shang laughed.

The child didn't understand what the master was laughing at, and the senior brother's expression was also difficult to understand.

Huang Shang said: "Xiaowen, your senior brother is far behind you. He is not good at reading and doesn't like reading."

"This……"

Not reading?
In this era, most people who practiced martial arts still respected scholars, but few scholars looked up to martial artists, especially those from scholarly families, let alone children who were born into the royal family.

However, the child did not show this contempt on his face, but said in his heart: "No wonder he is a Khitan barbarian. Even a great scholar like the teacher can't teach well."

Xiao Feng didn't care that his master had lost face to him, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, you have let down the master's teachings. Fortunately, I have you as my junior brother. Don't let down the master's knowledge."

The child nodded seriously and said, "I will definitely learn from the teacher."

Huang Shang smiled and talked, but the two of them were talking nonsense. A child is a child after all, but a very shrewd child.

Huang Shang said: "You two have different ethnic groups and different countries. It is fate that you can become brothers. You should cherish this fate."

(End of this chapter)