"The clouds cover the moon on the fifteenth day of August, and the snow lights up on the fifteenth day of the first month." Using this agricultural proverb to describe the weather in Mizhou in the eighth year of the Great Qi Dynasty, it couldn't be more suitable. The dark clouds of the Mid-Autumn Festival in the seventh year of Zhengyuan made many people disappointed, but the heavy snow of the Lantern Festival in the second year made many literati and writers express their feelings of "snow hitting the lights".

Flying snowflakes accompanied by colorful lanterns make people enjoy the fun of the Lantern Festival, however, it is a disaster for those who travel the next day. The snow is vast and the roads are difficult to identify, so people who are scrambling for their livelihoods have to carefully check their directions and walk carefully. This is also due to the cold weather, otherwise the dirt roads would have become very muddy once the snow melted, which would have been even more troublesome.

On the dirt road leading from Shishan Town to Mizhou, two Utopon carriages walked slowly, leaving two deep ruts behind them. The fluttering snowflakes covered the two carriages with white heads. What is amazing is that in this weather, there are actually three teenagers walking on ruts and snow. Three teenagers, two boys and one girl. The young man walking in the rut on the left was fourteen or fifteen years old, dressed as a scholar, nearly seven feet tall, with a healthy wheat-colored face, a straight nose and a square mouth, a full forehead, and eyes as bright as the morning star. It's just a slightly upturned corner of the mouth, which makes people feel a hint of humor.

The girl who followed behind was dressed up, older, about sixteen or seventeen years old, tall and plump. Although he was slightly panting, his face was solemn, and he didn't care about anything.

The young man on the right is three inches taller, with a thick body, a round face and big ears, two thick eyebrows, but his eyes are extremely slender, as if two slits have been cut on the big fat face, which is a little funny. The young man's face was flushed, his forehead was full of fine beads of sweat, and the white breath exhaled from time to time made him slightly embarrassed. However, the tall boy still stared at the young scholar in front of him on the left, with an unconvinced look.

At this time, in the car in front of the young man, a woman in her forties poked her head out and said, "Zheng'er, let's come up and take a rest!" The young man on the left shook his head and said, "Mother, it doesn't matter, I haven't seen sweat yet." Besides, with one less person in the car, the carriage can be faster, and it will be able to reach Huangya Town before dark. The woman was about to say something more, but a cold snort came from the carriage: "If he wants to go, let him go, what do you care so much about?" The woman sighed and retracted into the carriage.

The young man on the left is Song Zheng, who has expired the term of "Substitute Father Ding Wei", and the girl who follows behind is naturally Ming'er. The boy on the right is from Shishan Town, Shi Cunbao, the son of Shi Wanjin, the largest landlord in the town, who is 15 years older than Song Zheng and is currently studying at the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy. Because Song Jue was the deputy chief teacher of the Mizhou Academy of Literature, Shi Wanjin and Pei Hongda, a medicinal herb merchant in Shishan Town, went to Songjiazhuang before the Spring Festival and asked Song Jue to take care of their son in Mizhou, and made an appointment to go together on the 16th day of the first lunar month after the New Year.

Pei Hongda's son, Bei Leye, who is the same age as Song Zheng, just entered the Academy of Arts last fall, but he studied "minor subjects", namely accounting, astronomy, architecture, medicine and other subjects. Perhaps influenced by his family, this "Lord Belle" is quite talented in mathematics, and he is proficient in abacus before entering school, and his medical skills are much better than Song Zheng's half-baked son.

When starting from Shishan Town early this morning, Shi Wanjin's handlebar Qiao Bo drove a big car and opened the road in front, pulling Shi Cunbao and Bei Leye in the carriage, followed by their own scholars Shi Zhuang and Bei Suo; Song Jue was driven by Song Xiaosi, pulling Song Jue, Zhu and Xiaoping. Song Zheng and Ming'er used their bodies as a car in the name of exercising. Shi Cunbao and Bei Leye were young people, and when they saw Song Zheng hiking, they also took the initiative to come down and walk in the snow.

Although these people walked on the ruts in front of them, they were still very strenuous in the snow, and in less than an hour, Bei Leye could not stand still, and even the two scholars were panting like oxen, and the three men got into the car in front of them one after another. After all, Shi Cunbao was a student of the Martial Arts Academy, although he was also a little tired, he was embarrassed to get into the car and gritted his teeth to follow. I saw that Song Zheng still had that leisurely look except for his face being slightly redder. Shi Cunbao couldn't help muttering, could this Song Xiaogongzi be beaten with iron, why didn't he even sweat? Shi Cunbao squinted at Ming'er again, and said secretly, his maid ring is also strong enough, and it is definitely easier than herself to look like that, doesn't she know that she is tired? You must know that the group came out of Shishan Town at the beginning of the day, and they had been walking for more than three hours except for a little dry food at noon.

In fact, if Shi Cunbao knew that Song Zheng and Qi Er still had two-pound sandbags tied to each leg, he would probably be even more surprised.

At this moment, on the carriage in front of him, a thin figure came out, jumped on the ground, and ran back excitedly. This person is none other than Belle Ye. He is only six feet three inches tall, his body is thin, and his physical strength naturally cannot keep up with Song Zheng and others. However, at this moment, he was like a chicken blood, and after bypassing Song Jue's carriage, he shouted at Song Zheng: "Song Gongzi, I know how the tiger crossed the river." ”

Song Zheng smiled: "Oh, then you tell me about it." ”

Bei Leye ran to Song Zheng's side, walked on the rut on the right, and said excitedly: "Let the little tiger Ding row across the river with the little tiger first, and then row back alone; Then let Ding cross the river with the little tiger and come back alone; The key is the third step, let B and C row across the river, and then B and E come back ......"

It turned out that Song Zheng gave Bei Leye a reasoning question, "There are three big tigers A, B, and C, and three little tigers, Ding, E, and Ji, and the three big tigers are the mothers of the three little tigers." Now, the six tigers are going to cross the river, and there is only one small boat in the river. The three big tigers can row, and only the little tiger can row. It has been known that if the mother of a baby tiger is not around, another big tiger will eat it. How can these six tigers cross the river safely? ”

This Bei Leye does have some brains, and less than an hour after lunch, Belle calculated this "tiger crossing the river". It's cold, and it is estimated that Bei Leye can't use a brush to compare on paper, and it is indeed not simple to reason out just by imagination. After listening to Bei Leye's answer, Song Zheng said with a smile: "Yes, I really let you figure it out." ”

At this time, Shi Cunbao said in the back, "How can a tiger row a boat?" Song and Bei stumbled after hearing this, and sure enough, "when you open your mouth, there will be surprises."

Bei Leye didn't care about him, and after being proud, he was busy asking Song Xiaogongzi, "Is there still such a question?" Let me tell you again, sitting in the car annoys me. Song Zheng searched his mind for a while, and then said the famous "hat" problem. Bei Leye was overjoyed: "You wait, I'll think about it for a while." With that, he ran a few steps and got into the big car in front of him.

When Belle finally guessed the problem with the hat, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights were faintly visible in front of him. The two carriages sped up, and finally arrived at Huangya Town before nightfall, and stayed in the only Jinshan Inn in the town. After a day's journey, the group was extremely sleepy, and after a hurried dinner, they rested.

There are a total of ten rooms in the Geumsan Inn, just like the tube building of later generations. The middle one on the first floor is the foyer, and there are two "dizi" rooms on the left and right, and among the five "tianzi" rooms upstairs, the easternmost room No. 1 has been booked. In the name of studying, Song Zheng rejected Bei Leye's request to "have the same room" and occupied the second room exclusively. Song Jue and Zhu's couple, Xiaoping and Ming'er are in rooms three and four. Shi Cunbao and Bei Leye were crowded together and accounted for the fifth. Qiao Bo, Song Xiaosi, and the two scholars occupied two rooms downstairs.

After Song Zheng entered the house, he untied the sand leggings. After walking for five hours, even after two years of hard training, he felt a little tired. Song Zheng lay on the bed and practiced silently according to the line of "Chunyang Spectrum". "Chunyang Spectrum" is worthy of being the secret score of Taizu, half an hour later, Song Zheng not only disappeared from fatigue, but also refreshed, as if he had endless energy. He lifted his clothes and touched his flat lower abdomen, feeling as if he had solidified a little more. Gently knocking on it, the sound is thick, but full of elasticity. Song Zheng nodded with satisfaction, put down his clothes, and took the "Big Drag Straight Fist" out of his arms. "Chunyang Spectrum" has been burned down, after all, it is something from the palace, and if it is discovered, it may reveal something. Therefore, half a year ago, he practiced the first 35 pages, memorized the last brain qi diagram, and then burned it.

As for "Da Drag Straight Fist", except for the last style, he has been proficient. Speaking of which, I would like to thank the man in black who gave away the book in the first place. The man in black had approached Song Zheng twice in two years. The first time was not long after Song Jue went to Mizhou, the man in black sneaked into Song's house, left a note on Song Zheng's desk, and asked him to go to the big stone in Xishan early the next morning. After meeting, the man in black first asked about the situation of the Song house, and Song Zheng naturally didn't dare to tell the truth, so he told the verdict and funeral of the government. The man in black didn't ask again, but just let him practice the small drag straight fist he had learned and the seven or eight style big drag straight fist he had just learned, and pointed out a few shortcomings. Then I practiced it myself. Then he hurried away.

The second time was in May last year, when the man in black asked him to go to the boulder again, and he still let him practice. At that time, he had just learned the penultimate form of "Heavenly Dragon Soaring Sky", but he felt that his movements were sluggish, and he could not find the feeling of dragon swimming in the sky, so the man in black taught him the luck method. Originally, when using this pose, the person first carries the force on the leg, after the person is in the air, the left leg is no longer forced, but swings with the movement, like the tail of the swallow, playing a balancing role, after the two fists and the right leg complete the attack, the left leg is re-penetrated when landing, supplemented by the right leg, in order to counteract the momentum when falling. The man in black also said that the same is true of the penultimate "Hundred Dragons Show", where the focus is on the need for both legs to be re-aligned between falling together, rather than in one go. As for the last form of "Dragon in the World", the man in black admitted that he didn't learn it, but he just remembered the specific actions and didn't find the way. (The first chapter of the second volume, ask for collection, ask for flowers, welcome to comment)