Chapter 7 Several moonlit lights
The faithful dog-legged little fat man ran back from side to side, and obscenely opened a book next to his bookcase, intoxicated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
Hua Jiang on the other side of the aisle saw his hideous performance of being moved, sometimes angry, and sometimes weeping with the plot of the script, and he unconsciously became a little curious, moved his chair, and stretched out his little head to look at the name of the script.
On the book is a bright and sparkling block letter: "Two Taishou Forcibly Seize the Pretty Orphan Girl".
Hua Jiang: "γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»" always feels that the country is worried, what should I do!?
Yun Yi turned his head to look at the two strange ones next to him, and said lightly: "Wait for me in the martial arts training ground for an hour in the afternoon." β
Hua Jiang nodded excitedly, he was finally able to perform well in front of his brother.
The little fat man looked sluggish: "??! β
At the appointed hour, the three of them stood in the empty martial arts training ground under the scorching sun.
Yun Yi glanced at the two who were standing straight as he commanded, turned around and leaned against a sycamore, and took advantage of the shade of the tree to open the unfinished Buddhist scriptures.
The little fat man was unwilling to wipe the sweat on his face and said, "I don't want to stand anymore!" Lao Tzu is almost ripe! β
Yun Yi quietly turned the page, "Horse step, two hours." β
Hua Jiang honestly straightened his posture, stomped his calf, and tied up his horse steps.
The little fat man muttered a few words and reluctantly squatted down.
A stone flew over, hitting the little fat knee quite hard, making him stumble and eat, Yun Yi said expressionlessly: "The legs are parallel to each other, the distance between the feet is three soles, squat, the toes are parallel to the front, don't skim out." Brace your knees outwards and your knees don't exceed your toes. The hips should be adducted forward, the chest should be pulled out, the chest should not be straight, the chest should be flat, and the back should be round. The ethereal spirit is strong, and the head is up. Get up and stand up! β
The little fat man stood up sadly, glanced at Yun Yi's dead face, shook his fat face in fright, and quickly put on the correct posture.
The two-hour pile step is only a little sore for Hua Jiang, who has a solid basic skills, but for His Royal Highness, the little fat man who has never gaged since he practiced, he only has a heart that wants to die suddenly.
His legs had already begun to swing disobediently, and he secretly looked back at Yun Yi, who was concentrating on reading Buddhist scriptures, and quietly retracted his legs.
A bigger stone than just now flew in, hitting the buttocks, and His Royal Highness the little fat man slammed into the street again with a "whoop".
His Royal Highness the Prince, who had eaten the soil twice, finally got angry, jumped up and was about to get angry, and suddenly felt weak in the face of Shang Yunyi, who was so cold that it fell off the scum, and said inwardly: "This prince doesn't want to squat, don't learn martial arts, anyway, when I grow up, there will be secret guards to protect me!" β
"Really?" Yun Yi said coldly, "Then what do you want to do, read the script?" β
"Poof!" Hua Jiang suddenly remembered the book "Two Taishou Forcibly Snatched the Pretty Orphan Girl", and her shoulders shook with laughter.
Yun Yi was slightly angry: "Get up, squat well, be lazy again, add half an hour." β
The little fat man wept silently.
After two hours, the little fat man rolled his eyes, and the little eunuchs on the edge of the martial arts training ground immediately rushed up and helped their noble Royal Highness the Crown Prince onto the soft sedan chair.
Hua Jiang was helping on the side, and said to Xiaopang with a small round face: "You must not blame my brother for being strict, if you don't have a solid foundation in basic skills, it is useless to learn any martial arts!" β
The little fat man weakly gave the brother and slave a hopeless look.
A group of people left in a big way, Yun Yi looked at the sinking sky, and closed the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.
Hua Jiang looked over curiously, "Brother, why are you always reading Buddhist scriptures?" What's the use of being so difficult to understand? β
After rubbing the book in his hand a few times, Yun Yi's expression was uncertain, "The old man brought it, I think I was afraid that my heart would be hindered and it would be difficult to improve my martial arts." β
Hua Jiang looked at his gloomy expression, realized that he seemed to have said something bad, and couldn't help but regret it, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yun Yi: "Brother, Hua Jiang is so hungry, let's go to the dining room to eat together!" In the evening, my brother is in the courtyard to help me see the exercises issued by the master, and I can't understand many placesγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
Yun Yi looked down at Hua Jiang's nervous appearance, and he didn't feel a warm heart. He thought silently, it seemed like no one had cared so much about his feelings in a long time.
The cool evening breeze of September gently blows, leaving three points of autumn color around the fallen paulownia leaves.
Now among the four kingdoms, the rich Taiping is the strongest in the Jin Kingdom, but the people know very well in their hearts that the scene of the Jin State Heqing Haiyan relies on their group of capable ministers to govern the world, and it has nothing to do with them, the arrogant and lascivious monarch.
When the little fat man returned to the palace, he was carried all the way to the Queen Mother's Cining Palace, and when he got off the sedan chair, he screamed and threw himself into the arms of his imperial grandmother.
Empress Dowager Zhang almost scattered as soon as her old bones were pounced, and slapped him with a smile, "My good grandson heard that he went to practice martial arts today?" β
The fat face wrinkled indignantly, "Don't mention it, you all said that I should be friends with Yun Yi, but I think that everyone is about to lose my little life!" β
"It's all nonsense," Empress Dowager Zhang said lovingly, "The Yun family has been loyal to my Jin Kingdom for generations, and you are now weak, if you want to ascend to the throne steadily, you naturally have to rely on the strength of the Yun family." I heard that this Yun family kid is very extraordinary, he is willing to be loyal to you, you should change your frivolous temperament. β
"Okay, okay, I know" The little fat man didn't care, "Grandma Huang, didn't you say that you would make a hundred fruit cake for your grandson today?" Where is it? β
Empress Dowager Zhang shook her head helplessly, now the emperor is mediocre and ignores the government, King Ning has ill intentions, and forms gangs all day long. It seems that we can only hope that the Yun family can help sharpen and sharpen it.
"Warm it for you in the back kitchen, it's cold and hurts your stomach. Come with Grandma Huang. β
The sky is dark, and the nine-song corridor is lined with a special gentleness by the moonlight. There is a leisure residence for the disciples of the Yun family to live in the family science, and there is a separate courtyard for the two disciples, the courtyard is empty and natural, and it has a simple and simple atmosphere.
Yun Yi carefully studied Hua Jiang's "Hidden Star Sword Technique", "The exercises issued by the master are only the introductory exercises of the Yun family, although the introduction is not difficult, but you must understand the mystery of the Yun family's martial arts in order to take this first step smoothly." β
Hua Jiang's little head nodded, "The moves are really simple, but I always feel that something is missing when I practice." β
"Yun's exercises are intended to be ethereal and changeable, pay attention to surprise, and attack the enemy unprepared. Be optimistic," Yun Yi pulled out the iron sword in his hand, and with a sword flower, the sharp sword qi turned a thousand times, and the ten styles of the Hidden Star Sword Technique were practiced one by one.
At this time, the courtyard was very quiet, and by the ambiguous moonlight, the young man's handsome and sharp face seemed to soften.
"The third watch of the moon is broken, and the Tibetan star is bright." Yun Yi paused the tip of his sword, stared at Hua Jiang and said slowly, "This sword technique is designed to be clumsy, borrowing the change of moves to hide the killing opportunity, confuse the opponent, and take advantage of his unpreparedness." Finally, "
The iron sword shook suddenly, the young man's posture was unpredictable, and the overwhelming killing intent locked Hua Jiang in a breath, and before he could come back to his senses, the cold tip of the sword was against his throat, and Yun Yi said lightly, "Kill it." β
Hua Jiangxiao's heart trembled and took over the sword in Yun Yi's hand, and her frightened little face kept breaking out in a cold sweat, and she didn't know what to say.
Seeing that the child was frightened by herself, Yun Yi smiled and gently touched her head, "Take your time, your basic skills are very good, and it won't be difficult to learn." β
Hua Jiang, who had comforted herself, blinked her big cat eyes again, "Brother, you are so amazing!" The fat man said that you learned martial arts at the age of four, did you learn it from your uncle? Isn't that great uncle even more powerful! β
The originally gentle young man retracted the smile on the corner of his mouth a little, and he looked up at the moon that had risen to the middle of the sky, and did not make a sound.
Feeling his low mood, Hua Jiang slowly sat down beside the young man, and hung his head sadly, as if he had said something stupid again.
"He's very powerful," Yun Yi took a long time to find his voice, "but he doesn't want me anymore." β
When he was already close to Zi, Hua Jiang was tossing and turning on the bed, his mind was full of what Yun Yi looked like when he was leaving, his face was gray, his thin lips were pursed, and his usually calm and indifferent phoenix eyes were also dull.
"No! My brother won't do stupid things, right?! Hua Jiang hurriedly put on his coat and hurriedly ran to the outer courtyard.
Yun Yi's room was reflected in the dim light, Hua Jiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and went to the half-hidden door to look over, there was no one in the room, and the oil lamp seemed to have just been lit, so that she could see the torn Buddhist scriptures on the bookcase at a glance.
I couldn't help but feel a little hard in my heart, my brother is usually such a calm person, isn't he emotionally to the point of collapse, how can he do such a thing?
Hua Jiang began to look for it in a panic, this is the residence of juniors, and he can't shout loudly, so he has to walk without a purpose.
Behind the idle residence is a large bamboo forest, rustling in the thick inky night, dark and dreary with no end in sight.
Hua Jiang rubbed the goosebumps on his arm and groped into it little by little by the moonlight.
She hadn't gone far when she looked up slightly and saw the boy she had been looking for for a long time.
The time is coming to an end, and the moonlight is more transparent, as clear as snow, faintly caged in the depths of the bamboo forest. Yun Yi sat with his back against an old Xiangfei bamboo, his head slightly raised, quietly staring at the warm string moon.
The young man's impeccable side face came into view, the phoenix eyes that were as lacquered as ink were waiting to be turned, and his complexion was like a pale ancient jade with a cold touch. The knuckled hand tightly grasped a red jade flute, probably after grasping it for a long time, the bone joints were suffocating white.
This person is like an elegant ink painting, but without the slightest color.
Hua Jiang stood in place for a long time, and finally walked back quietly. She thought that her brother should still be willing to be alone at this time. Just like oneself in previous years, one quietly digests the unacceptable results.
The moonlight in the old days, count a few times to shine on me.