After Zheng Huaizhu asked Cheng Zhichao and Fang Xiaochen about it carefully, he made sure that Cheng Zhichao was really not interested in Fang Yueyuan's business, and he didn't give a truthful explanation to the other party about this matter, so he patted the shoulders of the two little brothers cordially and left satisfied. Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to find out some of Fang Yueyuan's bottom from Cheng Zhichao, but after asking a few times, he didn't ask anything, and it was redundant to promise to ask again. His biggest worry is that Cheng Zhichao and Fang Yueyuan will unite, since this concern has been personally guaranteed by Cheng Zhichao, although this guarantee is only verbal and does not have any binding force, but he does not have a good solution at the moment, just guard against it in the future.

He left satisfied, Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong went home, but they had no appetite for food, and after eating hastily, they went out to Lao Jiang again. Since they followed Lao Jiang to practice martial arts, every holiday has been like this, going out early in the morning and coming back late in the evening, home is just a hotel for them. Shan Weiqing and Liang Yuying had long been accustomed to this, and after a few words of advice, they let them go.

Originally, they thought that they came so early, Lao Jiang probably didn't come out of the house, but after they came, they found that the door of Lao Jiang's office was wide open, and on the table facing the door, Lao Jiang was sitting there steadily picking his teeth with a toothpick.

Zhao Jiyong was moved to tears: "Uncle Jiang, when did you invite us to dinner and be so active, although we don't have the title of master and apprentice, but there is the fact of master and apprentice, everyone who is a master invites apprentices to rub a meal from time to time, and there are gifts to take, you can't do it well, and come to such a handful?" ”

Lao Jiang smiled and threw away the toothpick in his hand: "Okay, I also heard that during the New Year's holidays, those who are apprentices will also prepare a generous gift, and visit the master's house. ”

The damn old dead man is so picky, as soon as he asks him to eat, he asks us to prepare a generous gift. Zhao Jiyong pursed his lips, never mentioned this stubble again, and moved his wrist: "Uncle Jiang, we have learned almost nothing in the first move, when will we teach the second move?" ”

Lao Jiang Bar clicked his mouth twice: "I didn't expect you two to learn really slowly, originally this first trick, I planned to teach you in two days." The so-called everything is difficult at the beginning, the first trick is learned, and it will not be so difficult to learn other tricks later. I didn't expect that in less than a day, you would learn a shelf. ”

"Of course, a famous teacher makes a high apprentice." Cheng Zhichao lost no time in patting the ass: "With the guidance of your famous teacher, it is not easy for us not to become a senior apprentice." ”

Lao Jiang comfortably smiled at this sycophant, and asked with a smile: "After learning this first move, what do you think of this boxing method?" Or rather, what do you think of this set? ”

"It's pretty yin." Cheng Zhichao said honestly, "I have never seen such a bad trick, when I practiced other boxing in the past, although I had this idea, but I couldn't find the way, so I gave up this idea." But after learning this trick today, I found that your old man is much more insidious than us, and with this trick, you can see that you have not made the southern fist and the northern leg, and the yin damage tricks of various sects into this set of fists? ”

Lao Jiang replied proudly: "That's natural, China's traditional martial arts, originally for the purpose of technical attack, but after so many years, there is really not much left that can really be taken to the battlefield. There's no way, the routines are there, and it's useless to simplify them. ”

"Well, if it's too simplified, boxing won't become a routine, and at that time you were tired of teaching, and we were tired of learning."

"Hey, hey." Lao Jiang laughed twice, "The son can be taught, when this set of punches was created, but we used up all the energy of our reconnaissance platoon, and dozens of seminars of all sizes were held, and everyone took out the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and repeatedly demonstrated to see if it could be integrated into this set of boxing." The only purpose of this set of punches is to make the opponent pay the price of blood, and it can be said that throughout the ages, there has never been a set of boxing methods that have this kind of arrogance of this set of punches. ”

Cheng Zhichao frowned: "Uncle Jiang, why do I think you have something to say?" ”

"Really? How do I not think? ”

"That's true, if you have anything to say, just tell me directly."

Lao Jiang glanced at him approvingly: "Okay, boy, I can't see it, I have learned to be obedient and listen." I also suddenly thought of this question during the dinner just now, and it is necessary to reiterate it with you. You have to remember that you can't shoot lightly with this set of punches, but once you decide to make a move, you must be ruthless. The hand must be ruthless, the heart must be ruthless, there can be no hesitation, otherwise, this set of punches will not be able to exert the greatest power, do you understand? ”

"Then won't we become the Demon Sect Leader in martial arts novels?" Zhao Jiyong touched the back of his head, with a look of yearning.

"Demon you are a big-headed ghost, you want to be the leader of the Demon Sect after learning a set of boxing, you are invincible in the world?" Lao Jiang pointed at his nose and scolded, scolding Zhao Jiyong's face like earth, sweat trickling down his forehead, and he admitted his mistake repeatedly, and then stopped.

He was scolding Zhao Jiyong on the surface, but in fact, even Cheng Zhichao also piggybacked, Cheng Zhichao listened to it, his face was also pale, and he only felt that his body seemed to be as uncomfortable as a needle prick.

After scolding a lot, Lao Jiang sighed again: "Seeing the two of you look like bears, I won't be angry, damn, I really shouldn't let Chief of Staff Cheng buy two bottles of good wine, and promise to teach this set of boxing to the two of you." I just learned a trick, and I want to be the leader of the Demon Sect. ”

Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong suddenly realized that this time Lao Jiang did not teach them in vain, but collected tuition. Although they didn't know what good wine Cheng Weiguo had given Lao Jiang, seeing that he taught so happily and worked so hard, it was obvious that this wine was not bad.

Zhao Jiyong coughed twice, listening to him keep talking about his own slip of the tongue, and couldn't help but argue: "The two of us don't really want to be the leaders of the Demon Sect, it's just an analogy." ”

"It's not good to use an analogy, it's good to be a good one, what kind of demon sect leader? You became the leader of the Demon Sect, what should Lao Tzu do? ”

"What else could it be? Of course, he is the master of the Demon Sect Master, and he is too superior to the Demon Sect Master. Zhao Jiyong said with a cheeky face, and after finishing speaking, there was a series of flattering smiles.

"Hmph." Lao Jiang glared at him, snorted coldly, ignored his gags, reached out and took out a booklet from the drawer, and said, "Frankly speaking, teaching you this set of punches, my psychological pressure is extremely high. ”

"That's, that's, we can't learn well, go out three times and divide five by two, and people will be destroyed, you are under pressure. If you learn too well, go out and divide five by two to destroy others, you will be even more stressed, Uncle Jiang, let you worry. ”

After Lao Jiang heard this, he glanced at Zhao Jiyong again, his face softened slightly, and nodded: "It's rare that you still know that I have worried a lot about you, anyway, I have so much, and I don't care about a little more." In the past, I used to teach you kung fu, and I always emphasized martial arts and light literature, except for martial arts moves, there were no cultural classes at all, but now I can't, I think your thinking is a bit dangerous, I must give you some cultural lessons, so that you can be right. ”

"Studying culture? Still have a righteous heart? Cheng Zhichao and Zhao Jiyong looked at each other, neither of them knew what kind of medicine was sold in Lao Jiang's gourd.

"Yes, Zhengxin." Lao Jiang shook the booklet in front of the two of them and said: "You are too young, you have no concentration, this set of punches is full of anger, the old man's background is deep, and when you do things, you have a lot less scruples than ordinary children, if you don't get it right in the future, I'm afraid something will happen." As the so-called Tao rises and demons disappear, the heart is right, then the Tao rises; If the Tao rises, the devil will retreat, and from today onwards, you will read this booklet aloud twice a day. ”

"What pamphlet, so powerful?" Cheng Zhichao reached out and took the booklet from Lao Jiang's hand and glanced at the cover. The booklet was handwritten by Lao Jiang, there was no handwriting on the cover, on the surface, it was just a few thin exercise books, turned the first page, and read a few sentences in a low voice: "Tao Ke Dao, very Dao." The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of the nameless heaven and earth, the mother of all things......" This booklet is actually a "Tao Te Ching".

"I'm cāo." Although Zhao Jiyong has not read the "Tao Te Ching", the sentence "The Tao is the Tao, the very Tao." The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. "But it is quite famous, almost seventy or eighty percent of Chinese have heard of it." Although 78 percent of these 780 percent of Chinese are probably confused by what it means, this 5,000-word masterpiece of pre-Qin Taoist philosophy is familiar to the public.

More than 5,000 words, each word is neatly copied on the paper with a small block of fly, the strokes are staggered, the iron is drawn with silver hooks, the sense of force is full, in fact, Jiang someone's calligraphy is the culmination. It seems that Lao Jiang worked hard when he copied this article. I turned to the back of the paper, but I didn't see the traces left on the back of the paper after the pen was written, and if I looked closely, I actually wrote with a brush.

Cheng Zhichao's understanding of calligraphy was only limited to the "writing" class he took in elementary school, when he bought a brush decently and learned the ancients under the guidance of his teacher. But after writing for a long time, I realized that writing with my wrist hanging and writing with a pen on my wrist are two different things. It took a class of time, the wrist hung faintly painful, but the words written out were like ghost paintings, and since then I have no interest in brush calligraphy, and I don't know at all, it turns out that I can write a fly-headed small block with a brush.

His admiration was seen by Lao Jiang, and he smiled proudly: "How is it?" Lao Tzu's small block written with a brush is no less than what you write with a fountain pen, right? ”

Zhao Jiyong didn't read the words carefully, and when he heard him say this, he realized that it was written with a brush, and hurriedly snatched it from Cheng Zhichao's hand, which caused Lao Jiang to exclaim, and immediately stood up from the chair, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to support it, for fear that he would be careless and break his baby.

After looking at it twice, Zhao Jiyong was also taken aback, and immediately his face was flushed, and his face was ashamed: "It's amazing, Uncle Jiang, your old man is really the best in the world, this hand is written with a brush, which is more beautiful than what we write with a fountain pen. ”

"That's the result of righteousness." Lao Jiang saw that he had killed these two boys speechless with a brush word, and he couldn't help but dance with his eyebrows, sat back in the chair, lit a cigarette, and skillfully spit out a smoke ring, and said: "Since I started to develop this set of boxing with my comrades, I have insisted on copying the Tao Te Ching with a brush every day. After copying dozens of words at first, the written words began to deform, and it took three or four months to copy the article in one go. This one, is my most satisfied, has been left until now, never lightly, you two are so good, from me, the bottom of the box to learn the unique work, but also saw my baby. ”

"To you, it's a treasure, but to us, it's just a piece of calligraphy that can be written." Zhao Jiyong muttered in his heart, he didn't dare to say this, and after thinking about it, he said the worries in his heart: "Uncle Jiang, don't you want us to follow your example after reading it, and use a brush to copy this thing, right?" ”

"Are you this material? To put it mildly, don't look at the fact that you have been in college for a few days, but the words you write are not as good as the words written by high school students in our time, and I don't know how you have read books for more than ten years, and you can't even write a single Chinese character, and you are still embarrassed to say that you are a college student. There will be only a few pen words, if you are asked to copy this thing with brush words, I'm afraid I'll be angry after reading it. I'm not in such a good mood to see you ruining the things of your ancestors with ghost drawings. ”

Cheng Zhichao's face flushed, but he couldn't argue. In fact, the Chinese characters written by young people today are indeed not as beautiful as those written by the people of Lao Jiang's time. He once compared the words of every elder in the headquarters with his own, and every time he was embarrassed, he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. The same is true for pen writing, not to mention brush writing.

After Lao Jiang unceremoniously damaged them, Zhengse said: "From tomorrow onwards, you can read it twice a day, but you can't be perfunctory, you have to read it with your heart, if you can read it and eat it thoroughly, it will be beneficial to you for life." Questions? ”

Cheng Zhichao shook his head: "There is no problem. ”

Lao Jiang looked at Zhao Jiyong: "What about you?" ”

"I have a small problem."

"Say."

"The classical Chinese is difficult to understand, and it is twisting my mouth, I have a hard time reading it, and it is also difficult to understand, is there any vernacular Chinese?"

"Nope." Lao Jiang categorically rejected his request: "Many things can only be understood, not spoken, and the things in classical Chinese can best reflect this realm, and your request is an unreasonable request and will not be supported." ”

"What if I can't read?"

Lao Jiang smiled and said, "What should I do if I can't read it?" Easy to do. If you can't read it, it means that the kung fu has not been reached, haven't you heard of it, as long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle. In this way, I will open a small stove for you, Cheng Zhichao reads it twice a day, and your comprehension ability is poor, so read it three times a day. ”

Zhao Jiyong's eyes darkened, stretched out his fingers, and kept pointing at Lao Jiang, half a day passed, but he didn't say a word.

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