Chapter 36 Asking Questions

Lü Bocheng met Su Qing's gaze and shivered twice under her fixed gaze.

He sniffed his body...

Pooh, he didn't go to drink or go to a brothel, how could he smell anything! As for what it was like. He didn't even look at her, and ran to the bamboo couch and leaned on it.

"Did Wu Shi make trouble during dinner today?" He asked, lying down comfortably, resting his head on his hands.

Su Qing's didn't answer, but looked at him.

Lü Bocheng touched his nose and complained in his heart, what did she want to hear, what did she want to ask?

"I went to Yangwei Martial Arts Hall, and had dinner with my master and brothers."

Women just like to ask questions, check on men's whereabouts, for fear that men will run to meet women. Tsk, really. Like Wu Shi, every time his father came back, he would chatter and ask about whereabouts and details, tsk, women.

Lü Bocheng complained in his heart, and when he finished speaking, he saw that Su Qing's still didn't speak, and was puzzled. I confessed, and it's true, and I didn't hide anything, so you're still not satisfied?

"I..."

Just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Su Qing'an: "Why don't you have a piece of paper or ink in your room? Where are the books you read before?" Su Qing'an said lightly.

When Lu Bocheng heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. I said, how could his woman be like the vulgar people like Wu who asked questions to men and annoyed them.

"Oh, those, I put them away. I get angry when I see them, and I remember my father nagging me that I'm not as good at studying as Lu Bozu, that bastard, and asked me to learn more from him. What the hell did I learn? I learned his weirdness! If you're bored and want to read a book, I'll go find it. Liu Juye's family is a scholar, and there are some books in his house. If you want to read, I'll help you borrow them."

Su Qing'an rolled her eyes after hearing this. She was stunned again, and she found that she rolled her eyes more often when she met this guy.

She said lightly, "Find me some pens, ink and paper tomorrow."

"What for?" Lü Bocheng twisted his body and asked.

"Why do you care about me? You ask so many questions. Don't you want the military book?"

Lü Bocheng turned over and ran towards her in three or two steps, and put his big face close to her: "Did you get it back? Show me!"

Su Qingmei pushed his face away with disgust: "No, it was thrown into the stove at home and caught fire."

"What! How could it catch fire? Your family is really, really..."

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want it?"

"Yes, but you said it caught fire?"

"I'll recite it for you!"

"Ah? You, can you recite it? All? Not a word missing?" Lü Bocheng was amazed and stared at Su Qingmei, trying to figure out the truth in her words.

"Do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll get it for you now!"

"It's so late now!"

"It's okay, I'll go to Lü Bozu's house to get it! It's quick!" He said as he ran away.

This guy, he is really a believer.

After a while, Lv Bocheng came in again, holding a large bundle of paper, as well as pens, inkstones and inkstones. There were several pens, with different nibs, different lengths of tips, and large, medium and small sizes.

"You must have looted all the four treasures of the study in Lv Bo's room, right?"

Lv Bocheng raised his head and said, "My father paid for it, it's not his."

"You are using the logic of a robber." He said as he went over to check and select the brush.

I chose a small-sized pen, laid out the paper, and was about to grind the ink, when that guy snatched it away: "I'll do it, I'll do it. Just think about the content, don't be distracted, or you'll miss something, and if you miss something, it will be a thousand miles away from the truth."

"You still know a thousand miles away from the truth? Tsk tsk..."

"Tsk, you make me sound like I can't read. I was also very talented in reading when I was a kid."

"Yes, you are very talented, you play with cats and dogs, drink, go to brothels, and make appointments to fight. All the kids on the street hide when they see you."

"You! You. I'm not like that. It's all because of others. People are just spreading rumors. I've said that I only drink sake, and I don't do anything else. Besides, as for fighting, if others don't provoke me, how can I fight them? How can I be favored by my master if I don't fight? How can I go to the martial arts hall to learn skills if I am not favored by my master! "

"Yes, you are right, you have the ability."

The two people started to grind ink and write military books while joking. One wrote and the other grinded ink. The room was unusually harmonious...

It was not until the cicadas and birds chirped and the summer morning was exposed that Su Qingmei finally memorized the more than 6,000 words and 13 chapters of "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu.

Her hands were almost broken.

Lü Bocheng rubbed her wrists while applying hot towels to her. Although his hands and feet were diligent, his mind was not on it. His eyes were surprisingly bright, staring at the paper spread on the table, as if staring at a treasure emitting colorful golden light.

Su Qingmei felt sleepy at this time, pushed him away and walked to the bed.

"You look first, I'm going to sleep first. If you don't understand, wait until I wake up."

Lü Bocheng nodded repeatedly, and went over to help her open the curtain and spread the quilt: "You sleep, you sleep, I will look at it myself, if I don't understand, I will go to my master to study."

Su Qing'an reacted and held him: "Look at it yourself, I'm afraid it's not easy to show it in the world."

Lü Bocheng was stunned at first, and then he understood and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I will look at it myself, I won't go anywhere. I will look at it in the room."

Su Qing'an looked at him sleepily: "You don't sleep?"

Lü Bocheng shook his head: "I'm not sleepy, you sleep." He also covered her with a quilt.

Su Qing'an looked at him and saw that he was in high spirits, without a trace of fatigue and sleepiness in his eyes, so she had to let him go, and fell asleep with her head tilted.

When she woke up hungry, she found that the guy was sitting at the table in a state of meditation.

"You didn't sleep?"

"Are you awake?" Lu Bocheng turned his head to look at her. He ran over and lifted the curtain.

Su Qing'an looked at his eyes, which were full of bloodshot, and said, "I'm hungry. Go see if Aunt Zhou has left any food for us and bring it to the room to eat."

Lu Bocheng then realized that he had not eaten breakfast or lunch. When Su Qing'an said that, he was also very hungry and rushed out of the house: "I'll get it."

After a while, Su Qing'an had just finished washing up, and Lu Bocheng ran back with two food boxes.

"I didn't realize it until you said it, but now I realize that I'm so hungry." As he said this, he put out the food in the food box and called Su Qing'an to come over to eat.

I don't know if that guy was very hungry or what, but he was eating the food very quickly, as if he was about to be snatched away by someone.

Su Qing'an couldn't bear it and patted the back of his hand: "You are rushing to reincarnate, but you eat so fast! It affects my mood for eating."

Lü Bocheng paused and said: "Master said that you must eat quickly on the battlefield, otherwise the war drums may sound before you finish eating. I don't want to be a starving ghost. Besides, you should eat quickly, I still have a lot of things I don't understand."

Hearing that he didn't want to be a starving ghost on the battlefield, Su Qing'an felt a little sad and distressed. Then he urged her to eat again, and she quickly suppressed her emotions. I will eat slowly, and you will be anxious to death.

After the meal, Lu Bocheng collected the bowls and chopsticks diligently, and took them to the kitchen in a flash. When he came back, he pulled Su Qing'an to sit at the table.