Li Nuo looked confused. Could it be that although he had no talent in martial arts, his talent in Legalism was at full level? No, Legalism is not martial arts, and there is no such thing as talent. The way of cultivation among all the disciples, including the Legalists, is the way of hard work. Everyone is at the same starting point. If you work more, you will get more, and if you work less, you will get less. Those with higher talents will not make faster progress, while those with lower talents will make slower progress. This is all about fairness. Since it has nothing to do with talent, there seems to be only one possibility. Is it because most of the people he sentenced were high-status people? Most Legalist disciples, when they first started to practice, were at most a county captain, and they could not support the county magistrate to get started. They usually resolve civil disputes and arrest petty thieves. Occasionally, they deal with murder cases and the criminals are just ordinary people. A prisoner like the son of the doctor who was taking the exam could never afford to offend him, let alone a seventh-grade county magistrate, even a fifth-grade Chang'an magistrate. But Li Nuo was different. Among the people who were tortured under him were many children of powerful people.
It's equivalent to when others are still doing novice tasks and swiping monsters to gain experience, he has already swiped the mini-boss alone, and there are a group of them in one swipe. The experience keeps rising. In this way, in fact, Legalist practice is not absolutely fair. Others only have a small knife at the beginning, and it is difficult to kill monsters. He starts with a magical outfit, and cuts a small boss with each knife. He does not even need to do it himself. The father of the small boss tied up the small boss and sent it over... · Of course, this magical outfit did not come out of thin air. All thanks to his father being a minister of Dali Temple. Sitting on the carriage, Li Nuo realized something belatedly and suddenly asked Butler Wu: "Does father know that I am a Buddhist practitioner?" Butler Wu said casually while driving the car: "I know." Li Nuo was moved in his heart and asked: "What... did he say?" Butler Wu smiled and said: "The master said, whether it is Legalism, Confucianism, or any other family, as long as the young master likes it..." When Li Nuo heard this, he was slightly relieved. He really couldn't figure out this father at all. However, since there is no obstruction for him, he can practice with peace of mind. In the past, when he was investigating a case, he still looked forward and backward, thinking about this and that, always considering the procedure and the evidence... That was before. Now - what a waste to think about it now! Since you can't choose your identity, you might as well make good use of the conveniences this identity brings to you. Anyway, with Da Xia’s most cunning and treacherous father in charge, what else does he have to be afraid of? Just do it! …
In the next few days, Li Nuo basically stayed at the Song family and the county government office. During the day, I tried and judged cases, and at night I went home to read and study, and by the way, I answered some math problems, but not for Mu'er, but for Mr. Chen. This old gentleman, who was already over sixty years old, was a true scholar with an open mind. He waited for him at Song's house every afternoon. He was not ashamed to ask questions like a student, and his attitude was very humble, so Li Nuo was too embarrassed to refuse. Giving a lecture to this old gentleman is much easier than giving a lecture to Mu'er. He knows almost everything, can draw inferences from one instance, and never asks naive questions. In the past few days, under Li Nuo's guidance, he has mastered basic trigonometric functions. Of course, this is just the most basic concept. As for the further formulas of sum and difference angles, the product of sum and difference, and the product of sum and difference, Li Nuo has not yet told him. Mr. Chen recorded what Li Nuo taught him today and looked at him with great respect. It is rare to have such profound attainments in arithmetic at such a young age. What is even more rare is that he is still so selfless. He imparted these profound knowledge to himself so easily without asking for anything in return. This is a true teacher. In just two-quarters of an hour's study, Mr. Chen learned a lot of new knowledge. He would have something to show off to those guys tomorrow and left happily. However, Li Nuo sighed deeply with a sad look on his face. On the first day of August, his lifespan reached a maximum of 150 days. Today is the fifth day of August, and the number on the code is one hundred and forty-six. Since his father killed the assassin with a stick, his lifespan had stopped increasing after a surge of thirty days. Li Nuo has judged dozens of small cases in the past few days. In the past, it could add at least six to eight days to his life, but in fact it didn't add a day. Although the verdict cannot increase life expectancy, it is still being reduced. Every day that passed, the number on the code became less and less. This feeling of counting the days and waiting for death made Li Nuo very worried. Li Nuo was convinced that he had encountered a bottleneck. When ordinary Legalist disciples encounter bottlenecks, their cultivation is at best stagnant. If Li Nuo cannot break through his bottleneck, he can only wait to die. One hundred and forty-six days, less than five months, can barely keep him alive until the end of the new year. If you want to break the situation, you can't focus on the things of the people. But Li Nuo had been in the Chang'an County government office for so long that he only encountered one case of people suing officials. The upper-class people in Chang'an live in two different worlds from the common people. They have few opportunities to interact with each other, and they will not oppress the common people when they have nothing to do. Li Nuo sighed again. It wasn't because he encountered a bottleneck. Dali Temple was dedicated to catching corrupt officials. The worst he could do was find his father and ask him to share some of his achievements with him. He sighed because he didn't know when this day would end. Song Muer noticed Li Nuo's low mood, ran over and asked with concern: "Brother Li Nuo, are you unhappy?" Li Nuo forced a smile to Muer and said: "No."
Song Muer lowered her head and thought for a while, then asked weakly: "Is it because Sister Jiaren sleeps with me every night that you are unhappy?" "How could it be..." Li Nuo rubbed her head, wondering what this little girl was thinking about every day. Song Muer grabbed the corner of his clothes and said obediently: "Because other couples sleep together, I don't want Sister Jiaren to sleep with me at night, please don't be unhappy..." Although the bottleneck is still a bottleneck, with such a good Muer comforting him, Li Nuo's mood is indeed much better. Playing with her until dark, Li Nuo returned to the room and was about to close the door when a figure walked in from outside. Li Nuo was slightly stunned when he saw Song Jiaren, and asked: "You...sleep here at night?" Song Jiaren nodded. Mu'er, who always listened to her, locked her out tonight and refused to let her in. Earlier today, her grandmother also called her over and asked her if she had quarreled with her husband and why they had slept separately these days... She gradually realized that after getting married, many things were different from before. Watching her take out the bedding from the cabinet, Li Nuo walked over and said, "I'd better sleep on the floor. I feel embarrassed to always let you sleep on the floor..." Song Jiaren said lightly, "You are a scholar, you are weak, and it is easy to catch a cold if you sleep on the floor." This is a very normal explanation, which left Li Nuo speechless. She is a martial artist. Although she will not catch a cold, sleeping on the floor is not as comfortable as sleeping on the bed. Li Nuo thought about it again and again, and said, "How about we sleep on the bed together?" Song Jiaren looked at him with a calm look, without any ripples. In order to prevent her from misunderstanding that he had other ideas and taking any action against him, Li Nuo immediately explained: "Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that you are uncomfortable sleeping on the floor. This bed is very big and can accommodate two people..." This bed is indeed very big. Not to mention sleeping two people, even three people can sleep. There is still a lot of space for only two people. After saying that, he took the initiative to roll up the quilt, moved inside, and said: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you..." He said it subconsciously, and felt that this sentence was a bit redundant. There is a huge gap in strength between the two. Even if he wants to do something to her, he can only think about it. If she wants to do something to him, Li Nuo can't resist it at all. After a while, smelling the reassuring fragrance from a close distance, Li Nuo still couldn't believe that his wife actually accepted his suggestion and slept beside him with the quilt. However, although the two of them slept in the same bed, they did not sleep together, and each slept in their own quilt. From under the bed to the bed, it seems to be just a small step in space, but it is actually a big step in the relationship between the two people. Li Nuo could clearly feel that as they spent more time together, the strangeness and alienation between the two of them were no longer there. Half a month ago, he didn't even dare to think about the scene of the two of them lying on the same bed. However, it was really reassuring to have his wife sleeping next to him.
No need to worry about anything. Just sleep. Song Jiaren lay on the bed, seemingly calm and indifferent, but in fact her body was tightly tense under the quilt. What should she do if he really wanted to do something to her? Although they were husband and wife, but... She regretted it at this moment, it would be better to sleep under the bed... She was thinking in a mess until she heard the sound of even and steady breathing beside her. She tilted her head and saw that Li Nuo had fallen asleep.