But if these results will eventually fall on her, Huang Qiong is still absolutely grateful. He is only five years old now, and the burden is already too heavy to be added. After her mother said this, Huang Qiong kept thinking about whether to faint again so that she could catch her breath.

can remember that this mother seems to know how to heal, even if she pretends to be dizzy, she can't hide it, and in the end she can only give up this somewhat unrealistic idea. And after his mother said this, the blade-like eyes that swept over him directly made him dare not even have this idea again.

After dinner, his mother carefully explained to him a new set of breathing methods, and then let him take a stride in front of him. At the same time, as he was striding his horse, a stick as thick as a little finger was lit under his buttocks. and asked him to breathe as he asked him to in the future, whether in Zamabu or while sleeping.

Huang Qiong, who was confused by her mother's request, was under the gaze of those sharp eyes, although she was reluctant, she could only take steps according to her mother's request. And no matter how uncomfortable it was, he could only insist, there was no way, as long as he squatted down a little, the thumb-thick incense stick under his ass would burn a hole in his ass again.

His mother seemed to be reading, but he was breathing a little bit faster, or when he couldn't stand it. The ring that he feared every day as he studied it would hit him again. It's the same when sleeping, as long as his breathing is a little worse after falling asleep, the ring ruler will wake him up at any time, readjust his breathing and go to sleep.

Although Huang Qiong, who really couldn't stand it, protested to her mother more than once, she couldn't abuse her young child like this. He was only five years old, and he had to walk for nearly half an hour at a time, which was really unbearable. Every time he finished his horse's steps, his legs would tremble all night.

But every time he protested, the mother either didn't take it seriously at all. Or tell him that she came here like this back then. At least he still has his mother by his side, and when he was his age, he had already gone up the mountain to learn art. She was able to persevere with a woman back then, what could he not insist on as a man?

Just such a simple sentence blocked all Huang Qiong's protests. Not only was Huang Qiong's every protest rejected, but even Aunt Chen's attempt to intercede on Huang Qiong's behalf was blocked. Huang Qiong, who is helpless, can only endure like this day after day.

It should be said that everyone has their own potential. Forced by the external environment, these potentials will burst out when they need them. is like Huang Qiong now, although she feels that every day is very difficult. But under the coercion of his mother, he slowly got used to this kind of life.

And this kind of life is not without benefits for him. That is, after half a year of Zama step and breathing adjustment, he felt not only a lot stronger, but also a much lighter body. felt that her body was slowly changing, and Huang Qiong didn't feel so difficult about her daily life.

Half a year later, after Huang Qiong has adapted to this kind of life, he may not be interested in music, let alone talented. I occasionally played the piano and, and I was stunned there like a fool. Otherwise, just sit there and doze off. The daily compulsory music and rhythm classes and drawings have been shortened a lot, and it is no longer necessary to study every day.

But his mother still demanded that he learn an instrument. Huang Qiong, who is really not interested in music, is now almost a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, astronomy, geography and medicine in his eyes. Although he has never stretched out his hand, at least in his opinion, he should be a great master of martial arts.

is very much the martial arts master he knew in his previous life, in the classic novel that has been remade countless times, the heroine's father's mother, who is already quite afraid of him. In the end, at the request of his mother, he still chose the simplest musical instrument "Xiao" in his eyes.

The reason for choosing this instrument is very simple, one is that this thing looks very simple, at least it is simpler than instruments such as zheng, qin, and pipa, which makes people feel that they can do whatever they want. The second is that he feels that a big man, learning string music such as zheng, qin, and pipa is too ugly. In Huang Qiong's opinion, those things should be played by girls.

The most critical point is that he was a martial arts fan in his previous life. For the heroes and heroines in that classic martial arts novel, I am somewhat uninterested. But for the heroine's father, he likes it quite a lot. That old gentleman is a good flute.

"The sword flies in the shadow of the peach blossoms, and the blue sea tide is born according to the jade flute", which made Huang Qiong when she was a teenager very obsessed with it for a while. He even took the old gentleman's surname Huang, and he also had the surname Huang, according to the old saying of the family five hundred years ago, thinking that the two should be somewhat related. So, when his mother made him have to choose an instrument, he finally chose the flute.

Regarding Huang Qiong's choice, although her mother frowned slightly, she never made any comments in the end. It's just that Huang Qiong obviously felt that his mother was a little dissatisfied with his choice. Because at night when he was walking and sleeping in Zama, his mother wrote calligraphy all night.

has come to this inexplicable era for more than half a year, but Huang Qiong has never known what this mother in this life is like when she is happy and angry. Although I haven't seen her angry, I haven't seen her smile either. It's like all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows have nothing to do with her.

However, I haven't seen any of this. But some time ago, I didn't know why, and my mother didn't know why, so she also locked herself in the study and wrote calligraphy for a whole day. is to supervise his homework, which is replaced by the palace maid surnamed Chen.

It wasn't until the next day that Huang Qiong entered the study only to find that her mother had copied the book "Analects" with six kinds of seal scripts, plus cursive, line, regular script and other calligraphy changes. Later, he found out from the mouth of that Aunt Yao, that is, the palace maid who had been taking care of her. Usually this happens when his mother is in a bad mood.

It's just that Huang Qiong wanted to ask her mother why her choice of Xiao would make her feel bad. But when I think about it, with the current situation that I and this mother can't speak ten words all day long, even if I ask, it's in vain. Mother wanted to tell him, and naturally she would tell him. I don't want to tell him, no matter what method he uses, don't want his mother to say it.

His mother wrote all night without directly rejecting him. That means that his mother didn't want to tell him why. So, despite his curiosity, he didn't ask anything in the end. Just silently continued, and now I am not an ordinary full life.

Huang Qiong, who didn't talk much in her previous life, is even less stressed by her heavy schoolwork now. And his mother, who spoke so little a day, even sighed to herself that she was dumb. In addition to teaching Huang Qiong's homework, most of the conversations between the two mothers and sons every day are that the mother says that Qiong'er should read the book, or that Qiong'er should practice, and Huang Qiong's side agrees and declares it over.

Day after day, year after year, when Huang Qiong was eight years old in this life, his life changed again. In addition to the learning of cultural classes, the content is deepened with age. It is no longer the Analects and the Book of Songs, but also the various works of Confucius, as well as the various doctrines of the hundred schools of thought.

Every day until night, he only had the middle of the night to sleep. In the second half of the night, his mother would spare two hours for him to start learning kung fu. And since I started to learn boxing and kicking, whether it is a harsh winter or a scorching summer, I have never stopped practicing for two hours a day.

After two hours of fists and kicks, I still have to practice internal strength for half an hour. During the day, the course also added learning such as recognizing acupuncture points and meridians. The only thing that remains unchanged is that the martial arts he is learning are of which school, and what are the names of the palm and boxing techniques, his mother told him as stingily.

Although he has always been working as a civil underground worker in his previous life, Huang Qiong still doesn't like martial arts, which is a hands-on skill, and in his opinion, only some underworld personnel should learn the skills. He repeatedly tried to convince his mother that he was too young and that his homework was too heavy. Those things, in a few years, I will have time to learn.

In response to Huang Qiong's nagging protest, his mother's answer to him was just a very plain crushing a Jun porcelain vase. Looking at the fragments in one place, Huang Qiong was distressed that in this era in her previous life, she had at least tens of millions of vases, and she also closed her mouth cleanly.

He wasn't worried that his mother would break his neck like a crushed vase. But what lurked behind his mother's bland expression told him that if he kept nagging, he would be unlucky. Not to mention anything else, the time of Zama walking every day is enough to bear it by extending it for half an hour.

So after receiving some dissatisfied signals from her mother, Huang Qiong happily gave up the idea of resisting. Fortunately, he is also a person with a tough personality, although life is a little harder. But the words of the palace maid surnamed Chen, this is your mother's words that teach you the skills to save your life in the end, and it also makes Huang Qiong, who really understands what her mother means, also grit her teeth and insist.

When Huang Qiong was ten years old, every three days, her mother would hear the sound of locking in the palace. Take him out of the palace compound and out of the city. Despite the high security inside and outside the palace, there were constant patrols on the city walls. But all this did not stop the mother.

At this time, Huang Qiong realized that the cold palace could not really trap her mother. She doesn't go out, she just doesn't want to. Whether it is the large number of guards in the palace or the royal guards outside the palace, it is like nothing in front of him, his mother. If you really want to get out, it's easy.

His mother had not yet started to learn light exercises, and no one could find out. If it weren't for him, I'm afraid no one would have found out. Although the guards and the Imperial Forest Army who were guarding the palace were busy guarding the incumbent dignitaries in the palace, they were still too busy, and they didn't pay attention to the guards who had been changed to the cold palace Tingxue Xuan.

But if you don't pay attention to it, no one takes the safety here seriously, but this is the palace after all. Even if the people inside can't get out, once an outsider comes in, let's not say whether they lose or don't lose something, but as long as they come in, it's a big crime. It is said that the guard is lax, but it is only relative, and there should be a lot of vigilance.