The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 9 I’m so strong now

Erniu’s identity was fake, but what he said to Su Changqing was true.

Su Changqing, who has no cultivation, cannot leave Qingshan Village, but other people in the village do not have this restriction.

Erniu is eighteen years old this year, and he is still young and has a youthful mentality.

Two years ago, he went back to the family business with his father and met a girl by chance. He fell in love with her at first sight and launched a strong offensive.

However, although he had a strong aptitude in martial arts and had already reached the third level of cultivator at a young age, the other party looked down on him.

Because the girl followed Confucianism and Taoism, and she admired knowledgeable people the most.

Erniu secretly made up his mind and studied Confucian and Taoist books for a long time. However, although he had a strong talent in martial arts, he knew nothing about Confucianism and Taoism and learned nothing.

He was about to give up, but then he heard that the legendary Ruxian was coming to teach the young master, which made him so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

There is no way a rough guy like him could ever become Ruxian's disciple, but don't we still have the young master?

"Brother Erniu has a girl he likes? Of course I have to help!"

After saying this, Su Changqing said hesitantly:
"But I don't know if the knowledge this gentleman imparts can be passed on to others."

"I'll ask the master tomorrow. If possible, I'll teach you privately."

Erniu knew that Su Changqing had misunderstood his meaning, and hurriedly said:
"No, no, I'm stupid and I can't learn even if you teach me."

"I just need one or two poems that are pleasing to the ear. I can write poems now, right?"

Stealing Ruxian's knowledge? He wouldn't dare to do that even if he was beaten to death.

His purpose was to let Changqing secretly write down the poem whenever he heard Ruxian reciting it, and he could just put it away.

"Just poetry?" Su Changqing was stunned.

"Yes, that girl loves to write poetry the most, so the poems that you recite in your daily life will do." Erniu said affirmatively.

That's Ruxian. Even if she did it casually, it was extraordinary.

"That's easy, just leave it to me."

Su Changqing thought it was a difficult task, as it was just writing poetry. However, he had many unpublished quatrains in his mind.

"Hahaha, Changqing is really nice."

Erniu laughed and punched Changqing on the shoulder, then said:
"I'll ask her what type she wants then and let you know."

Su Changqing, feeling no pressure at all, smiled and nodded.

The two walked along the forest path towards Qingshan Village, chatting along the way.

"Is the teacher very good? Is he knowledgeable and well-versed in the past, present and future?" Erniu asked curiously.

That’s Ruxian, a literary giant, few in the world can compare to her.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said."

Su Changqing smiled and shook his head when he heard this. "Sir, you are just a failed scholar. Although you have some knowledge, it is far from what you said."

Upon hearing this, Erniu started coughing violently and looked very strange.

Su Changqing didn't care, and was still digesting the knowledge he had gained today, saying with longing:

"Brother Erniu, do you know that there are immortals in this world who can travel a thousand miles a day and cut through mountains with their bare hands? Isn't that incredible?"

Erniu secretly complained, "Those immortals you mentioned would be scared to death if they came to Qingshan Village."

"I also want to try the feeling of flying on a sword and traveling around the world."

Su Changqing's eyes sparkled brightly, "When I have read enough books, I must go out and explore the wonderful world outside."

Looking at Su Changqing's longing expression, Erniu was silent.

He also knew that the patriarch sealed off the mountain as a boundary for the young master's benefit, but if he put himself in the young master's shoes, he was afraid that the people in Qingshan Village were all bastards.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Su Changqing, and after a while he said, "Changqing, you helped me, how about I give you a gift?"

Su Changqing smiled and said, "Okay, is it a slingshot? Or a wooden sword?"

Erniu said calmly: "A swordsmanship secret book."

"Sword? Hmm?" Su Changqing was stunned and looked at Erniu beside him in surprise.

"Oh, it's just an incomplete secret book. It only has the moves but no mental methods. It can only be practiced for fun." Erniu explained.

He sighed inwardly, whether because of his identity or other reasons, he couldn't help Chang Qing. But within the prescribed scope, he could still make Chang Qing happy.

"The head of the family said that the young master cannot practice before he is 20 years old."

"However, if you only have sword techniques and moves, without the corresponding mental methods and practice, you can't practice it. It's just a show."

"Young Master will soon start practicing, so it shouldn't be a problem if you familiarize yourself with it in advance."

Erniu thought for a long time, and when he found no loopholes, he took out a sword-fighting secret book from his arms.

Of course, in the process of taking it out, he had secretly destroyed half of it.

But even so, Su Changqing was still very excited to take the broken secret book, "Brother Erniu, how did you find this thing?"

This is the legendary sword secret book. Even though it is incomplete, it still has a fatal attraction to Su Changqing now.

"I went hunting in the mountains not long ago and found it by accident in a cave."

Seeing Su Changqing's excitement, Erniu hesitated and said:

"Chang Qing, you can't cultivate this thing, just use it for fun, but don't let it interfere with your studies."

"Also, don't tell anyone else that this thing was given to you by me."

Although this is not a big deal, Erniu doesn't want to be beaten by his father.

"Don't worry, Brother Erniu, I won't tell anyone!"

Su Changqing looked at the secret book in his hand and couldn't take his eyes away.
"Brother Erniu, I'm leaving first. Come back to me when you've decided what kind of poem you want."

After saying that, Su Changqing ran away holding the secret book.

"Will this be okay?"

Looking at Su Changqing's back as he ran away, Erniu rubbed his chin with one hand.

"It should only be new for the next two days. Once you find that you can't practice it, the enthusiasm will fade away."

Erniu nodded confidently, and then took out his communication talisman with excitement.

"Qingqiu, what are you doing?"

Erniu held the communication talisman and stared at it without blinking. Half an hour later, the talisman vibrated and he looked at it immediately.

"I'm so annoyed! I'm in a bad mood lately! Don't bother me!"

Upon seeing the news, Erniu's eyebrows immediately stood up, and a strong aura spread out.

"Who! Which bastard made you unhappy? I'm going to beat him up and let you vent your anger!"

Zhou Qingqiu: "Hey, fighting and killing won't solve the problem. Can you write poetry? Can you write lyrics?"

"I'm going to compete with a jerk in literature in two years, and I'm thinking about what kind of poetry I should write so I can beat him."

Erniu's eyes lit up when he saw this.

Not long ago, he really had no good solution for this.

But what is the situation now?
His young master has Ruxian as his master!
She had also promised him that she would pay attention to the poems that Ruxian wrote daily and secretly bring them to him.

He didn't know where the bastard who was competing with Qingqiu was from, but no matter where he was from, he was definitely not as good as Ruxian!
Erniu: "I'll help you! I recently found a great Confucian and Taoist master, whose poetry is absolutely the best in the world!"

Zhou Qingqiu: "?? You, the son of the Su family, worshipped a teacher of literature? Didn't your father break your legs?"

Erniu: "Oh, don't worry about it. Just tell me what kind of poetry you want. If I can't satisfy you, I won't bother you anymore!"

Zhou Qingqiu: "Well, actually you are not that annoying, you are just a little stressed out lately, so forget about writing poetry."

Erniu: "No! Tell me what kind of poem you want! I will make it for you!"

Erniu felt refreshed at this moment. He had never been so tough before.

There is no way, with Ruxian's support behind him, he is now incredibly powerful!
Zhou Qingqiu was also silent for a long time. He probably didn't understand what medicine this stupid guy had taken wrong.

Zhou Qingqiu: "Well, don't force yourself. Keep it simple. Just use the 'Qiu' in my name. A few words will do."

Erniu: "Qiu, huh? Wait for me for three days! This poem of mine will surely help you defeat that bastard!"

Zhou Qingqiu: “.”

Erniu put away the communication talisman and ran towards the direction where Su Changqing left with an excited look on his face.

This time, he must act big in front of Qingqiu!
(End of this chapter)