On the outskirts of Beijing, in a small courtyard, a child is trying to tie up his horse. Behind the child, a scruffy long-haired monk leaned against the door, holding a wine gourd in his hand, and shouted as he drank: "That boy, stand firm!" Butt elevated, yes, raised a little more. Don't be lazy." After speaking, he took another sip of wine.

That's right, the kid who stands on the stake is Chang Win, and he is already seven years old. Chang Ying is now sweating profusely, but he has not slackened at all.

Chang Yingke still remembered the incident of three years ago, howled a few times, and almost died. Since then, Chang Ying has decided to get fit.

It's such a coincidence, as soon as I decided, my father found a master for himself, or two, one literate and one martial.

Wu is the wine monk behind him, called Shikong. Wen's surname is Wang, and he is also an old man who loves to drink.

Chang Ying looked up at the sun, and when it was almost time, he slowly let go of his hand and stood up tremblingly.

Looking back, the mad monk was really gone, and he was left with a wine gourd. Chang Ying sighed, limped up, picked up the wine gourd and left.

Chang Ying is used to it, except for the day he saw the mad monk, he has never seen it again. When I was four years old, I was sleeping soundly, and suddenly a

The "Beatles" broke in. Chang Ying opened his eyes and was startled. This person is a crazy monk, he looked at himself, suddenly frowned, and suddenly the corners of his mouth raised, which scared Chang Ying enough, thinking that he was going to kill him.

As a result, he picked him up and ran away, came to a small courtyard on the outskirts of Beijing, and told him: "From now on, I will be your master, you have to practice hard." Chang Ying greeted in his heart, Lao Tzu is still a little fart, are you still a person?

The mad monk hugged Chang Ying and said to the night sky: "Witnesses of the gods and Buddhas, I will accept disciples today, and I hope you will bless me as a fool." Chang Ying was shocked, big brother, you are a monk, why do you worship immortals?

After speaking, the crazy monk put Chang Ying on the ground and punched a set of punches in front of Chang Ying. Don't look at this monk who is crazy and sloppy, his martial arts are not ambiguous.

Chang Ying looked at this crazy monk, and was shocked in his heart, as an outstanding talent in the twenty-first century, Chang Ying has also been exposed to martial arts, but he is not as powerful as this crazy monk, this crazy monk will break the hundred catties of bluestone with one punch.

Chang Ying's martial arts dream when he was young was instantly ignited again. Chang Ying stood up with difficulty, imitating the mad monk's moves.

Of course, the mad monk noticed Chang Ying's action and was very surprised, but then it was gone. Because the mad monk felt that this was the person he had picked, he must be one in ten thousand, different from ordinary people.

In fact, Chang Ying practiced martial arts with the mad monk with a young body because of his adult brain.

After the mad monk finished fighting, Xiao Changying also learned to do it. The crazy monk looked at Chang Ying with a smile, looked at Tian'er, and then put Chang Ying as a standing pile, and picked up the wine gourd pinned to his waist while watching Chang Ying drink.

When it was almost the end of the day, the mad monk left the wine gourd and left, while Xiao Changying was picked up by the Changfu people with the wine gourd.

The wine drunk by the mad monk was not ordinary, and only one family sold it in the capital. Therefore, Chang Ying must make a good wine before practicing the next day.

This wine shop is not close to the Zhongyi Palace, separated by two streets, called Drunken Immortal House. Chang Ying finished practicing and eating all the way to this wine shop, glanced at the time, it was not time, the secret road was not good, put down the wine gourd, and shouted: "Come and get it at the end of the unitary time!" And he ran away.

There's no way, there's still a Master Wen waiting over there. Chang Ying has been like this since he was five years old, rain or shine.

Chang Ying ran all the way to Wang Wenzheng's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard the voice of the master inside, so Chang Ying tiptoed into the inner courtyard of Wang's house, lying at the door of the college, his head was about to poke in, suddenly

With a "snap", a square piece of wood smashed on his head. Immediately afterward, I heard the shouts inside: "Always win!" Late again! Come and hit the board! Helpless, Chang Ying picked up the plank and walked forward.

There was a giggling laugh next to him, Chang Ying didn't care, he was used to it. Since he was able to run at the age of five, he has been practicing, eating, being late, being beaten, and handing in homework.

Chang Ying lowered his head, walked in front of Wang Wenzheng, stretched out his hand, and closed his eyes.

"Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack." Five times, he withdrew his hand, took out the article from his bosom and put it in front of the master.

Wang Wenzheng picked it up and looked at it, sighed, and said: "You are not good at learning, even if you have excellent talent, it is a waste." Go down, memorize today's article, and copy it a hundred more times. Chang Ying bowed his hand, bowed forward, and echoed

"The kid knows his mistake." Then he turned and walked to his seat. Wang Wenzheng looked at Chang Ying, and shook his head again.

Chang Ying really wanted to tell him the reason for being late, but he couldn't. Except for relatives in the palace, outsiders can't know about practicing martial arts by themselves.

Although Wang Wenzheng was dismissed from the post of first assistant to the cabinet, he was also the teacher of the emperor's only son. Therefore, Wang Wenzheng entered the palace in the morning and came to teach these students in the afternoon.

Poor Chang Win, there is bitterness and can't be said. Thanks to the excellent memory of winning often, every time Wang Fuzi speaks a book, he can memorize it, so Wang Wenzheng is not easy to say anything about him.

Of course, Chang Ying knew that he must be listed by Wang Wenzheng

"It's been an hour, it's not necessarily good", otherwise Wang Wenzheng would not let himself go so rashly.