Farming and reading lady

"Dad, do you think Sister Xian has a hermit master that we don't know about? Otherwise, how does she know so much about the martial arts world?" Yin Yang asked his father quietly.

The Duke of Zhenguo was thoughtful when asked. In his heart, he actually felt that his Yang'er might be right. Otherwise, where did the little girl and Hao learn their kung fu? Especially the military boxing that Yang'er learned this time, it is not something that ordinary people can teach. He sent people to Xiaoyuewan Village to check. Except for the two children, everyone else in the family is quite normal. What he couldn't find out is very likely a hermit master.

Yin Xiao also had the same expression. No wonder he guessed this way. The two little guys really had too many secrets that they couldn't solve. He thought his brother Yang might be the kind of person who was wise but appeared foolish. Otherwise, how could he always hit the mark with his words?

"Brother, why are you looking at me like that? It's scary, okay?" Yin Yang shrank his body as far as possible behind his father. His brother's eyes were so scary, as if he was a big piece of fat meat.

Yin Xiao glanced at him sideways. This brother of his was not someone who could be treated normally. Even if he was a little gentler, he still felt something was wrong.

"Brother-in-law, have you got any clues?" The Duke of Zhenguo looked at Tong Mingyan.

"It's normal for a child to be gifted, isn't it? Are you overthinking about some hermit master?" Tong Mingyan said unhappily, "I think your ideas are also very wild. Isn't it just painting a picture or writing a story? You can even think of some hermit master."

The Duke of Zhenguo looked at his brother-in-law strangely and said, "Don't tell me that you taught those two kids martial arts."

"What martial arts? What are you talking about? Don't you know whether I have martial arts or not?" Tong Mingyan felt that his brother-in-law might be out of his mind. He was a pure civil official, the kind that didn't even have the skills to protect himself, a pure - civil - official!

"So, what Yang Ge said makes sense. Those two children must have a very powerful martial arts master. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to have such great skills at such a young age." The more the Duke of Zhenguo spoke, the more he felt that it made sense.

Tong Mingyan's books fell to the ground. "Uncle, what did you say? Xian'er and Hao'er are very skilled? Are they the kind of skills you have when it comes to wielding swords and guns?"

The Duke of Zhenguo frowned. What do you mean by your skills of brandishing swords and guns? They don't need swords and guns in many cases, okay? The Duke of Zhenguo's thoughts began to deviate. He felt that his sister looked down on their generals too much. She didn't even think that he was a weak chicken who couldn't carry anything.

Prince Yin was much more meticulous than him. He figured it out immediately. His uncle and his family probably still didn't know the true background of the two little guys. The two little guys hid it really well. He thought for a while and said, "Dad, uncle, you have overlooked a very important point. They are from the Gu family. Even though they were once in decline, as the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse."

"That's possible." The Duke of Zhenguo nodded. Looking at the families entrenched in the capital, no one had the foundation to surpass them.

Tong Mingyan was still immersed in the astonishment that his little apprentice had kung fu. Is this true? How come he has never seen them practice? The two children were thin and skinny, and they were completely different from the sturdy father and son of the Duke of Zhenguo. He looked at the Yin family father and son suspiciously. Could it be that they were dazzled by the story? He didn't see at all that the two little guys were very skilled.

"They were only accepted back into the Thirteenth Family this year." Tong Mingyan had no doubt about this. The two children either didn't say anything, or if they did, it must be true.

"That doesn't conflict with them having a master." The Duke of Zhenguo said this slowly.

Tong Mingyan...: "How do you know they have kung fu skills?"

"I didn't see it." The Duke of Zhenguo said it bluntly. He really didn't see the skills of the two little guys, but it was impossible for his two sons to be wrong.

Tong Mingyan...then why are you so sure?

"Uncle, Sister Xian and Brother Hao are really good at martial arts. I, I can't beat them." Yin Yang was a little embarrassed. If Brother Hao and Sister Xian used their brains, he would be defeated by them.

"Really? Have you competed before?" Tong Mingyan's eyes lit up. He knew Yin Yang's skills. Among the children of the same age in Shangjing City, he was an overwhelming bully.

"We haven't competed with each other, but we have fought together. Those masters of Ning Anwei were all defeated by Sister Xian." Yin Yang began to talk about Wenwuguan incessantly, with saliva flying all over the place. Everyone in the hall put down their books and listened to his story carefully.

At the end, he added: "Why don't I have such a good brain? Alas, it may be because I don't have a good father."

This is the truth that comes from his heart, and he truly admires it.

Duke Zhenguo...you unfilial son, are you implying that I'm stupid?

"So, I really found a treasure?" Tong Mingyan rubbed his hands excitedly. He never thought that the two children were both talented in literature and martial arts. Who else in Daling could be as lucky as him?

Duke Zhenguo...: "Well, you are lucky. You stepped on two people at once."

"Uncle, you are jealous." Tong Mingyan was not angry. He laughed. He could understand his uncle's mentality of saying the grapes were sour because he couldn't eat them.

"Who is jealous of you? Aren't you my nephew too? I can see that you are benefiting from my sister, otherwise, with your pedantic appearance, how could you pick up such a treasure?" The Duke of Zhenguo doesn't indulge him. He is a pretty boy and a weakling. Apart from his good mouth, he can't do anything else. I don't know why Xue Rou likes him.

Tong Mingyan had long been accustomed to this kind of obvious disdain. Over the years, his uncle had always been critical of him. Except in front of outsiders, he always looked at him with dislike. But so what? They were a loving couple, his apprentice was doing well, and he was the big winner in life.

Others... Master Tong, are you too receptive? Don't you have anything else to say? For example, call the two children to ask why they hid their skills? Or feel sad that the two children didn't tell you everything?

Tong Mingyan: No matter what, they are still my disciples, that's enough, everyone has a secret.

Lord Tong accepted it well, and no one else wanted to say anything more, so the matter just passed. The protagonist brother and sister were completely unaware of it, and thought they had kept it a secret, but they didn't know that they had been tricked into revealing a small vest by their own words.

In the study, the two siblings were busy. Gu Xihao was carefully proofreading for his sister, while Gu Xixian buried her head in writing. She planned to take a break for a while after finishing this book, otherwise what would she do if she lacked too much sleep and didn't grow taller?