"Third brother, you are so good! You're awesome! Go back and tell your mother, she must be very happy! Qin Shuang'er dragged Qin Mubai and walked away all the way.

"Little sister, let me ask you a question." Taking advantage of the fact that the little sister was happy and there was no one else, Qin Mubai asked, "Was I really annoying before?" ”

"Hee-hee, why did you think of asking this suddenly?" Qin Shuang'er smiled whimsily, her shining eyes flickered, and she chuckled, "You, have you forgotten all the messy things you did after being trampled on by a horse?" I heard my mother say that you were naughty and mischievous when you were a child, and you didn't listen to education, you refused to study and practice martial arts, and you only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun and cause trouble everywhere. You are not afraid of such a majestic person as Daddy, just after the family law tears dried, he turned his back and ran out of the house to go wild. and some fox friends and dog friends and wild boys all day long, fighting, gambling, fighting, making trouble, and even ...... Hee-hee, I peeked at someone's big girl taking a shower and was caught red-handed! ”

Qin Mubai's forehead twitched slightly, and he almost drew a few black lines, and coughed dryly: "Shut up, don't say anything!" That's all before, brother is now a new person! …… Well, what kind of illness did my father have? I didn't see him taking medicine. ”

Although Qin Shuang'er is clever, after all, she is cautious and simple, seeing that Qin Mubai changed the topic, she followed him and said: "Daddy's temper, you don't know, you always say that life and death are life, wealth is in the sky, and the eldest husband has opened a country and killed countless people, why do you need medicine if you are afraid of death?" In the past, the emperor also sent the imperial doctor to see him sick, saying that he was injured too much in his early years, his qi and blood were deficient, his organs were uneven, and he was idle and fell into a serious rheumatism. In the past two years, his legs and feet have become inconvenient, but he just refuses to take any medicine, and usually drinks more medicinal wine. ”

"Medicinal wine?" Qin Mubai's heart lit up, this self was no stranger. The grandfather of the 21st century is an old Chinese medicine doctor who often makes medicinal wine and drinks, and it is also common for his father's generation to make medicinal wine. At that time, I remembered that the medicinal liquor for treating rheumatism was generally a liquor of fifty or sixty degrees, and it was impossible for the liquor in Datang at this time to have such a degree if it had not been distilled.

"Find a way to distill the wine and soak some symptomatic medicinal wine for my father to drink, and it may be effective to cure his rheumatism...... Qin Mubai thought so.

Back in the room, Qin Shuang'er pulled Liu to talk about today's arrow competition, smiled Liu from ear to ear, and praised: "My son has been practicing in the army for three years, and he has really come out, and his archery skills are better than the eldest brother and the second brother." It's not easy to get a compliment from your father, but it can be seen that he is now more and more serious about you, and you need to work harder. ”

"Yes, mother." Qin Mubai smiled in response.

After dinner, Qin Mubai came to the backyard horse farm to walk around. It was the middle of winter, and it was cold, so he started the internal boxing that he hadn't practiced for a long time - Wudang Taiji.

If you want to say that this inner fist, the source is the big spear technique and the big knife technique immediately, as well as the Taoist way of self-cultivation. In particular, Taijiquan originated from the ancient cavalry's marksmanship and long-handled broadsword, and its basic usage is: opening, closing, and hair, just like stepping on stilts to use spears and long-handled broadswords.

The set of horse marksmanship that was left in this body now had a lot in common with the Taijiquan he had cultivated in his previous life, and now it had been fused into one in his mind and helped each other.

While playing Tai Chi, Qin Mubai recalled the set of horse marksmanship in his mind. In a moment's itch, he took a horse out of the stable, and stepped over with a spear.

Evenly exhaling and contemplating internal breath, Qin Mubai rode his horse and began to gallop in the backyard. Jiangmen's home, naturally, is a good horse. The fierce horse galloped extremely fast, but the blood on his body involuntarily boiled a little in the face of the cold wind.

Horseback riding, in the previous life, it is not unfamiliar to practice in the equestrian club, coupled with the skills of integration in this life, it is even more proficient; Soon, as if he was born with it, he naturally waved the spear in his hand and used a set of domineering marksmanship.

The cold wind was cold and the spear was blooming, Qin Mubai played this spear happily, and couldn't help but let out a few shouts, as if rushing left and right in the enemy array as if entering a no-man's land. Gradually, the roar became more and more angry and poignant, faintly exuding a trace of murderous aura!

"Is it really the inheritance of Qin Shubao's battle blood? I, a person from the 21st century, have never even killed chickens, how can I think of killing people as soon as I start a gun?! Qin Mubai was also a little surprised in his heart.

I don't know when, there is an extra figure by the corridor at the corner of the backyard. Qin Shubao was on crutches, staring at Qin Mubai in the school field with silent eyes, the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, and he flashed away with a look of surprise.

"Being away from home for three years is like being reborn, not only has I improved a lot in archery and equestrianism, but I have also become proficient in marksmanship. Moreover, this set of marksmanship seems to be somewhat different from what I taught him...... Who did you learn from? ”

After muttering a few words secretly, Qin Shubao walked to the side of the school. Qin Mubai found out that his father was coming, and hurriedly dropped off his horse and bowed his hands: "Father." ”

"Who did you learn this marksmanship from?" Qin Shubao went straight to the road with a single knife.

Qin Mubai's heart moved slightly, and he asked rhetorically: "Didn't my father teach me?" ”

"Nonsense." Qin Shubao scolded and coughed a few times, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and he looked at Qin Mubai and said, "The old man's martial arts, whether it is gong, fist or marksmanship, are all taken in a fierce and fierce way, but it is easy to ask people to be hearty. I just saw you making a gun, it clearly has a bit of feminine taste, is it the style of my Qin family? ”

Qin Mubai knew in his heart: his father's vision is really spicy! I had just practiced Tai Chi and thought about the horse pistol, and on a whim I came up with this set of marksmanship that integrates the inner fist with the Qin family's marksmanship. Presumably, my father practiced foreign kung fu all the way, so it's no wonder that I could see at a glance that something was wrong with my marksmanship.

I thought about it again: The inner fist focuses on nourishing qi and using qi, which can strengthen the body and prolong life. Didn't the little sister say that her father was not in good blood and had uneven internal organs and serious rheumatism? If he could practice this set of Tai Chi, coupled with the rheumatic medicine and wine prepared with spirits, maybe his condition would improve?

Thinking of this, a star flashed in the corner of Qin Mubai's eyes, and he smiled slightly and bowed his hand: "Father is gentle, children don't dare to deceive." In fact...... This set of marksmanship is indeed my Qin family's marksmanship, but I have fused some fist intent from within and overcoming rigidity with softness. ”

"From the inner strength, to overcome the rigidity of the fist?" Qin Shubao raised his eyebrows slightly, and inadvertently smiled slightly as if he was a little disdainful, "What other punch can you create yourself?" ”

That's a good question, right on the point. With a secret sigh in his heart, the corners of Qin Mubai's mouth raised lightly and smiled slightly. Qin Shubao took in the subtle change in his expression, and a pair of sharp old eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, wondering: This kid, why is there a sense of bewitchment in his smile, what is there to hide from the old man? …… Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, he came back this time like a different person, and his expression and bearing did not look like a young man less than twenty years old at all. What happened to him?

"Say!" Qin Shubao let out a soft snort.

"Yes." Qin Mubai bowed his hand and replied calmly, "Father's vision is naturally sharp and unique. Until now, the child does not dare to hide it. In fact, during the years of his service in the army, the child met a master outside the world and taught the child a set of extremely exquisite internal boxing methods - called: Tai Chi! ”

"Inner Taiji?" Qin Shubao's eyebrows sank slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes - an unheard of fist name!

"It's Tai Chi."

"Call me."

"Yes."

Immersed in his mind, Qin Mubai beat the Wudang Taijiquan that he had practiced for more than ten years in his previous life.

Tai Chi has the characteristics of noble and soft Shangyi, with the heart and breath, running evenly, meaning to breath, moving freely, soft to overcome rigidity, flexible and tactful, unpredictable clues as the essentials of boxing. It is also a fitness heart, longevity, and personal knowledge for life.

This kind of boxing technique is naturally at odds with the fierce martial arts that Qin Shubao used to rush into battle and kill the enemy.

However, after all, Qin Shubao is a martial artist who has been immersed in martial arts for decades, and he has obviously seen the subtlety of this set of boxing techniques, and he can't help but wonder in his heart: this kind of boxing method is indeed like a gun weapon born from a soft handle, and he takes the path of overcoming rigidity with softness. If you integrate it with the marksmanship of the horse, it can really help each other and add infinite subtlety. But obviously, this set of boxing methods is not for the purpose of killing people, it seems to be more like a boxing method for practicing health.

"Who taught you this boxing technique?"

"Back to my father's words, the child's master is a crane-haired boy who can't see his age, his whereabouts are uncertain, and his martial arts are extremely strong, and he calls himself Zhang Sanfeng." Qin Mubai put away his fist, his face was not red or panting, and he said calmly, "When Master taught me boxing techniques, he said that his identity should not be revealed to anyone, except for one person. ”

"Who?"

"It's your father, you."

"Why?" Uncle Qin's eyes were shining, and his two eyes fell on Qin Mubai's face like a blade.

In the face of Uncle Qin's fierce questioning, Qin Mubai still smiled indifferently, raised his head and looked directly into his eyes, and bowed with a straight face: "Master said that only a peak martial artist like my father is worthy of discussing martial arts with him. ”

The Tang Dynasty advocated Taoism, and the Li royal family regarded themselves as the descendants of Lao Tzu Li Er, and made everyone below the prince practice "Lao Tzu", and Taoism once jumped to the top of all sects. The Taoist was also quite popular in the Zhenguan Dynasty, and his father should not be disgusted with the Taoist - Qin Mubai was so worried.

"Haha! It seems that your bull-nosed master and the old man's temper are somewhat compatible, wonderful! Qin Shubao laughed arrogantly, paused his crutches on the ground a few times, and said, "There are people outside the sky, and there are thousands of martial arts and all kinds of methods, and it is indeed a mountain and a mountain high." For his father, he has been on the battlefield for decades, and has met countless master opponents, and he is even more happy to have a fierce opponent in his life. It's just a pity that it's hateful! The old man was less than fifty years old, and he fell into this chronic disease, and his steps were still faltering, let alone fighting against your master. ”

Qin Mubai smiled and said secretly in his heart: With my father's arrogant temper and the attitude of a peak martial artist who has been dominating the world for decades, it is impossible for him to gladly accept what boxing techniques my unscrupulous son taught him. Now it seems that I have succeeded in piquing his interest and playing into his competitive heart.

"Dad, Master once said that learning from each other doesn't mean that you have to fight to decide the winner." Qin Mubai used the skillful words he had cultivated in his previous life to get along with different types of people, and said, "Master is a Taoist, he has no quarrel with the world, he likes to fight ruthlessly, and it is impossible to compete with his father. Master once said that the reason for passing on this set of boxing techniques to me was not to fancy how my qualifications were superior, but to hope that after I learned it, one day I would be able to use the mysteries of this set of boxing techniques to study with my father, so as to achieve the goal of learning martial arts and improving together. Strengthening the body, cultivating one's nature, and being diligent, isn't this also the essence of martial arts? ”

"Well, it seems that your master is indeed a master of the world, and there is still a long way to go from his realm to a martial artist like his father, who is stubborn and only knows how to kill." Qin Shubao was slapped a few times by his son silently, obviously in a good mood, stroked his beautiful hair and laughed twice, nodded and said, "Then why didn't your master come to see the old man in person and learn from the old man face to face?" ”

"This ...... The child is unknown. Master once said that if there was a fate, he would meet his father. But I don't know when. Maybe it's tomorrow, maybe it's next year, maybe it's ...... A few years later. In fact, it is extremely difficult for the child to see him, and he usually comes to me from time to time. Qin Mubai replied with an embarrassed face. I laughed in my heart: I don't bother to design this plot, Dad, you can use your imagination to figure it out! As a peak martial artist, it is very possible for my father to become obsessed with martial arts, and studying martial arts is naturally a big hobby. I don't know if my trap is a success, can he arouse his curiosity and take the initiative to ask me for a boxing score?

"The martial arts of various families and factions have always been cherished by brooms and not easily passed on, but your master is in a transcendent state of mind that is different from the ordinary. Thinking about it, he should be a generation of grandmasters who are hidden in the world, and naturally he doesn't like to be contaminated with worldly dust. Meeting him is also a matter of encounter. Qin Shubao frowned thoughtfully, paused for a moment, and said, "Since he is so generous and generous to pass on your martial arts to let me learn from him, you can bring the boxing book, and take a look at it for your father." ”

Qin Mubai was slightly happy in his heart, and bowed his hand: "Father Rongyu, when the child was learning art, he was dictated by the master and his old man, and he didn't get any boxing scores. The father waited, and when the child went back to write the boxing book himself, he presented it to the father. ”

"Hmm...... Good. Qin Shubao's Danfeng Chang's eyes flashed slightly, faintly revealing a hint of doubt and surprise, looking at Qin Mubai a little incredulously, thinking left and right in his heart, and even more felt that the son in front of him seemed to be a little strange.

"Oh, the boy remembered one more thing." Qin Mubai continued to flicker and said, "Master once said that this inner family boxing method is also derived from the routine of horse weapons, and it has a lot in common with the foreign kung fu practiced by my father. The old man said, my Qin family's marksmanship is exquisite and unique, if it can be integrated with this set of Taijiquan, it should be like a tiger with wings. Master, he is an old man who only knows boxing but not guns, and can't do it; The child is blunt, and he just tried to show it to his father, which is obviously nondescript. Master said that only my father's comprehension and genius should be able to do it. The original intention of teaching his children this set of boxing techniques was also to hope that his father could integrate my Qin family's marksmanship with Taijiquan, and create a new school of marksmanship for future generations. In this way, we can achieve the goal of learning and improving together."

"Oh? That's kind of interesting. Qin Shubao laughed twice and nodded, "Martial arts, different paths lead to the same end, but it is difficult to innovate." Outer kung fu and inner boxing, what will happen when the two are fused? The father is also a little curious and looking forward to it. Your master is indeed a martial arts genius who has the courage to innovate, and can he fall behind as a father? …… Liang'er, hurry up and dedicate the boxing score! ”

"Yes, Father! Son, go back to the room and write! Qin Mubai gave up his hand, and thought happily in his heart - the newly created school of marksmanship, that is a generation of grandmasters. What could be more appealing to a warrior than this?

After much effort, I finally succeeded.

In his previous life, he came into contact with so many people of all kinds, and Qin Mubai's style of checking his face and looking at his colors was not in vain. Only by seeing people and talking about people and talking about ghosts, and grasping the thoughts and character characteristics of the other party, can you do what they like. An arrogant person like Qin Shubao, even if the emperor gives him a set of boxing techniques, he may not be able to practice. But if it piqued his interest and hobbies, it was a different story.

With a secret sigh, Qin Mubai's heart was greatly relaxed.

In the past and present lives, the two fathers looked exactly the same, isn't it the fate of father and son that has long been destined? As a son of man, it is appropriate to do a little filial piety.

"A man should treat his family as if he were so wicked and unbearable outside." Qin Mubai has always thought so.

Back in the room, Qin Mubai immediately took a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began to write the boxing score of Wudang Taijiquan silently. Deeply influenced by his father and grandfather who loved classical culture since childhood, Qin Mubai also fell in love with calligraphy, and practiced beautiful southern style grass and thin gold Xiaokai.

The yellow light is like a bean pen walking the dragon, and Qin Mubai began to write at the desk.

After writing a few pages, Qin Shuang'er broke into the room with a smile and shouted from afar: "Third brother, you are really amazing, just now my father praised you again, saying that you are really strong!" Not only has his martial arts been greatly improved, but he has also become virtuous, intelligent and calm...... Hey, what are you writing about? ”

"A boxing book." Qin Mubai didn't hide it, and let the girl pick up the written manuscript and read it.

"Wow! Third brother, when did you practice such a good handwriting? It's a beautiful font, and it's better than my father's handwriting! Qin Shuang'er opened her round eyes and glared at Qin Mubai in surprise, muttering, "Are you really my third brother?" ”

"It's like a fake." Qin Mubai laughed.

"Then when did you learn such calligraphy, I have never seen this font before! Hehe, you used to be known for not learning and not knowing, and the gentlemen who taught were going to be angry with you. Qin Shuang'er laughed jokingly.

Qin Shuang'er's forehead tapped two chisels: "Don't be mischievous, my brother is going to pick up the lantern and fight at night today to write a boxing book, go to the kitchen and get me something to eat." ”

"Hehe, I'll cook dim sum myself, comfort the third brother!" Qin Shuang'er ran out happily.

Qin Mubai's heart was slightly cold, and his expression froze: How did I forget that this little guy has a shocking cooking skill? …… Miserable!