389, Overthrow the Zhao Song Dynasty, I Will Be the Emperor (Happy Birthday to My Book Friend Yizhi in February!!!)

"Yes, it should be four years old..."

Bai Gui was a little uncertain.

His own age was calculated according to the virtual age, and Tang Wan's age was calculated according to the actual age. So it was about four years old. If it was really calculated, Tang Wan should be five years older than him.

"You have found a little mother for you."

"Forget it, four years old is fine, a little older..., I can love you in the future, and I can hold my grandson earlier."

Bai Li sat in a straight-backed chair and took a long breath, and then she calmed down a little.

Although it doesn't matter if the woman is older than the man, being four years older still tests her tolerance as an old mother. However, this is not too shocking, just a little beyond common sense, and it is still within the acceptable range of the world.

"Tomorrow I will ask the matchmaker to go to the Tang family to propose marriage."

Bai Li made the tone of the matter.

Since her son likes her, she, as a mother, can't break up this couple. Besides, although the Tongpan is not a high official position, it is not something that the Bai family, a small family, can afford to offend. Bai Gui, this boy, has a bright future, but this is only a future, not the current strength.

Breaking off the engagement is equivalent to offending the Tang family to death.

"By the way, mother..."

"During this garden tour, Zhang Hanlin said that he planned to let me worship under Marshal Han to learn military strategy. According to what Zhang Hanlin said, this matter is probably possible, and our Bai family must also prepare the gift of tuition first."

"Otherwise, if it really works, it will be too late to prepare in a hurry."

Bai Gui mentioned another thing about the garden tour.

The gift of apprenticeship is not difficult to prepare. Now that the business in the Song Dynasty is developed, you can buy a set of excellent six-gift gift of tuition in a bookstore. But this is too much of a commercial flavor. So when preparing a gift of apprenticeship, it doesn't have to be expensive, what's important is the thought.

"Marshal Han..."

Bai Li clicked her tongue.

Great writers like Yi An Jushi were still within her comprehension. But Han Shizhong was already one of the few people at the peak of power in the Song Dynasty. For the Bai family, worshipping Han Shizhong as a teacher was not just a simple matter of honor.

"Mother, go and prepare the engagement and apprenticeship ceremony."

Bai Li hurried out of the living room and took care of many matters overnight.

...

The engagement between the Bai family and the Tang family went very quickly.

Although Tang Wan made her own decision in the Solitary Crane Pavilion in Shenyuan and decided her lifelong event without reporting to her parents, which was not in accordance with etiquette. But when Tang's father and mother knew that the person to be engaged was a boy who had passed the imperial examination, they were overjoyed and readily agreed to it.

In less than a few days, more than half of the three books and six ceremonies were completed.

The three books refer to the engagement letter, the gift letter, and the welcoming letter, and the six ceremonies refer to the acceptance of marriage proposal, the inquiry of name, the acceptance of good luck, the acceptance of betrothal gifts, the request for the date, and the welcoming of the bride.

During this period, because of Zhang Zeduan's introduction and Bai Gui's outstanding performance, Han Shizhong took Bai Gui under his tutelage after a brief assessment and trained him as a disciple.

West Lake, Han Mansion.

Martial Arts Field.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Bai Gui pulled the bow like a full moon, shooting more than ten arrows in a row, all hitting the target.

The bowstring trembled.

His face was slightly ruddy, and he was not panting.

"The six arts of a gentleman are etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics. Although you are still a novice in my school, you have learned well in the elementary school archery field, and your archery skills can be said to be very exquisite."

Han Shizhong, who was dressed in coarse cloth and had gray hair and beard, nodded and praised when he saw this scene.

Elementary schools not only teach elementary books and Confucian classics, but also often set up an archery field next to the school to teach the art of archery.

So Bai Gui's archery skills were superb, and it was not surprising at this time.

Being good at archery is very popular, whether in the army or in the military examination.

The reason why Bai Gui could become Han Shizhong's disciple is inseparable from this archery skill.

After that, Han Shizhong stepped forward and pointed out some archery essentials to Bai Gui.

These archery essentials are not profound, but some experiences summarized by Han Shizhong himself. For example, on the battlefield, it is best to shoot an arrow every few breaths, which can not only conserve strength but also achieve sufficient killing.

Some very simple battlefield experience.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Bai Gui put away his bow and clasped his fists.

At this moment, he was also dressed in a strong suit, so there was no need to perform the etiquette of a scholar, it was better to be more vulgar.

"You are still young now, it is best to strengthen your muscles and bones more."

"Here are some nourishing herbs sent by the government. I will give you some later and let the servants send them to your home. You can practice according to the recipe I passed on to you."

Han Shizhong thought for a moment and said.

Some medicinal herbs are in short supply. The ones with a long history are all in the palace, and are basically not available among the people. Because he was injured on the battlefield, Zhao Gou often gave him a lot of medicinal herbs to help him recover.

"By the way, I still have a few good horses at home..."

"Go and choose one you like later, and I'll give it to you."

He said again.

Since he was dismissed by Zhao Gou, Han Shizhong knew that he might never have the opportunity to fight on the battlefield again in his life. Maybe he could be used again in his sixties or seventies like Xue Rengui, but the possibility is very small.

Rather than letting a healthy horse die in the manger, it is better to give it to a beloved disciple.

"Thank you, Master."

Bai Gui thanked him again.

In ancient times, the friendship between master and apprentice was basically second only to family affection, and some master-apprentice friendships were even better than family affection, one was blood relationship, and the other was Taoism.

The apprentice inherited the Taoism of the master.

Walked into the stable.

Bai Gui had experience in identifying horses, and he picked a good horse at first sight.

There was no need to hide his incompetence.

Being able to identify horses is a skill that is valued in the military. Even if Bai Gui picked the best horse in the stable of the Han Mansion, Han Shizhong, as his master, would feel sad, but his joy would definitely be greater than his sadness.

Sure enough, Han Shizhong saw this, and a trace of pain flashed across his face, but he couldn't suppress the joy in his eyes, and he praised Bai Gui highly.

After having dinner at the Han Mansion, Bai Gui led the horse out of the Han Mansion.

Walking by the West Lake.

Willows swaying.

"Master thinks so highly of me..."

"I can't just ignore it."

"It's not difficult for me to destroy the Jin Kingdom and Xixia. Although it will involve a certain amount of effort, with the experience of the Immortal Sword Tang Dynasty, it's not easy to take things out of the bag, but I'm already familiar with this kind of thing..."

Bai Gui glanced at the splendid West Lake and thought to himself.

Han Shizhong thinks so highly of him because he is a plastic state son. Maybe he can realize the wish of restoring the northern border in the future.

Otherwise, if you want others to teach you everything just because you have good qualifications, it's impossible.

In ancient times, when craftsmen accepted apprentices, they would consider their character for three years, keep a hand, and pass it on to their apprentices when they died of old age.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight!

Just want to enjoy the benefits without taking responsibility.

There is no such thing in the world.

If he was unwilling to take responsibility and only wanted to be a Taoist who experienced the world, then he should have explained this to Han Shizhong early, instead of waiting to enjoy the benefits of Han Shizhong's disciple and then lightly saying that worldly fame and fortune are a burden.

"But if it is to make wedding clothes for Zhao Song, I will not agree to it."

Bai Gui frowned.

Xianjian Tang was okay, Li Tang could still support him, and he could be a prime minister. But in Song Dynasty, no matter how he looked at Zhao Jiumei, he was not happy.

It would be better to start over.

"I wonder if the emperor of this world can live forever..."

"Fuxi is the ancestor of mankind, so Fuxi's divine power can also be the emperor's qi. If I ascend to the realm of earthly immortals and then ascend to the throne of the emperor, I wonder if this method is feasible?"

"If you do three hundred good deeds, you can survive as an earthly immortal and live in the caves of the Five Mountains. Then I will march north to the Central Plains, return to the old capital, expel the Tartars, and restore China... I wonder if this merit can turn this world into a cave heaven where I can live..."

Bai Gui muttered to himself, and his mind gradually became clear.

He has the gift of spiritual wisdom and wisdom to cultivate Taoism, and with Fuxi's divine power to deduce the secrets of heaven, he will not be locked up by the dust and labor.

This is not infatuation, but the way of Taoism.

The realm of earthly immortals can live in the cave heaven, and in his opinion, this world he reached in his dream is not what he thinks is the "cave heaven".

"Fuxi in the Xianjian Tang Dynasty is the emperor of the gods."

"Then this world, this human world..., I can also imitate Fuxi, the ancestor of mankind, and refine this world into my cave heaven."

Bai Gui made a bold guess.

People always have some ambitions.

Those who seek the best will get the best, even if this goal cannot be achieved, it is better than doing nothing. His golden elixir is Fuxi's golden elixir, and he has the appearance of a human emperor. Maybe this thing can really be accomplished.

...

By the West Lake, a child is leading a horse.

It is still a good Hexi horse.

This horse is worth a thousand gold.

It is better to be a child holding gold and walking in the busy city.

And Bai Gui was thinking about important things and had no time to drive people away.

So the crowd gathered more and more.

Gradually bustling.

"This horse is not bad, you kid, why don't you sell this horse to me, I will buy it for 800 strings of cash."

A wealthy businessman came over and looked at the war horse with shining eyes.

He could tell from Bai Gui's attire that he should be from a wealthy family, but his offer was not low either. It was a reasonable deal, and even if the child's family knew about it and went to the government to complain, it would not be a big deal.

A good horse is worth a lot of money.

Selling it at the market price would be a bargain.

Bai Gui's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up at the rich businessman, ignored him, climbed onto the horse, took off the ox horn bow on his back,

and took out a long arrow from the quiver.

He bent the bow and put the arrow on it.

He aimed at a few wild ducks on the West Lake.

The bowstring sounded.

A wild duck was immediately shot and died.