Wei Chihuan didn't notice it, it wasn't that he was stupid, but he felt that he could learn hand-to-hand combat, not to mention the money and gifts of apprenticeship, even if he was beaten and fell, it was also worth paying.

When he arrived at Xu's Mansion, Xu Qilin led Yu Chihuan directly to the practice room.

This empty room of more than 30 square meters is basically arranged according to the boxing hall of later generations. The wooden floor was covered with felt, sandbags hung from the beams, stakes tied to straw mats, dummies stuffed with straw sand, and several other instruments......

Wei Chihuan really had never seen such a practice room, on the one hand, he felt curious and fresh, and on the other hand, he felt that only powerful hand-to-hand combat was worthy of such an arrangement.

Xu Qilin first briefly explained the application of the equipment to Yu Chihuan, then took out the practice clothes and dressed them neatly.

Wei Chihuan felt so formal and had more expectations, so he sat aside honestly according to Xu Qilin's instructions.

Xu Qilin stood in the arena and arched his hand to Wei Chihuan, ready to practice two times first, there must be a display or something, so that people can feel at ease. Who will believe it if you blow it with your mouth?

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qilin put on a posture, and first came to the boxing and leg methods of Sanda, what straight punches, swing fists, copy fists, whip fists, whip legs, kick legs, kick legs, etc.

Twelve-year-old Xu Qilin far surpassed later generations in terms of physical flexibility, and after several months of continuous practice, the difficult movements that he couldn't do were not a problem.

With a beautiful kick in the air and a side kick in the air as a closing style, Xu Qilin's forehead also saw sweat.

"Yes, yes!" Yu Chihuan got up and clapped his hands, walked into the middle of the field with loud praise, arched his hand to Xu Qilin, pulled out the stance, punched and kicked, and practiced.

Oops, not bad!

Xu Qilin stepped back, giving Wei Chihuan more space, but he was secretly surprised in his heart. It's really underestimating the ancients, although this punch and foot move, although it is not fancy and beautiful, if it is practical, it is not inferior to its own sanda.

Speaking of which, Yu Chihuan's martial arts can also be regarded as a family heirloom, his father Yu Chi Lao Hei is a battle-hardened brave general, Li Er's super thug, and his kung fu is not good and he burps early.

Of course, there is no routine in Wei Chi Laohei's martial arts, which can be called "street fighting style" or "chaotic battle master".

But Xu Qilin attaches more importance to this kind of actual combat skills, and estimates that if he wants to fight with Wei Chihuan, he may not be able to win steadily. It's that Zhang Shenxing, if he hadn't been careless, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been overturned by himself all at once, right?

After Yu Chihuan finished boxing, Xu Qilin also applauded loudly. At the same time, he also put away his arrogance and got serious with Yu Chihuan.

Fortunately, in terms of wrestling, Xu Qilin, who has practiced judo, is much more clever than Wei Chihuan. What kind of tricks such as big inner mowing, big outer mowing, and carrying throwing, Wei Chihuan has never even seen it.

As soon as Xu Qilin explained and demonstrated, Yu Chihuan was knocked down once, although he didn't use all his strength, it hurt to be thrown continuously.

"Haha, good move, good move!"

But Wei Chihuan didn't know if it was because of his rough skin and thick flesh, or if he had practiced some body protection skills, so he got up when he fell, as if he was fine, and laughed and applauded.

"Brother, shall we take a break?" Xu Qilin was embarrassed to fall, and euphemistically wanted to interrupt the demonstration temporarily.

Yu Chihuan was on the rise, he didn't hear the meaning of Xu Qilin's words, smiled and waved his hand again and again, "Brother Xu will rest for the time being, let the younger brother practice for a while." So saying, he went straight to the dummy, picked one up and fell up.

This guy's strength is really not small, the height and weight of the dummy are all simulated, and he has hands and feet, and he has fifty or sixty pounds, and he was beaten by this guy.

Xu Qilin smiled bitterly, walked to the side and sat down, picked up the drink brought by the subordinate and drank it slowly, and from time to time pointed out the essentials of Wei Chihuan's movements.

Wei Chihuan was still rusty at first, but he gradually mastered the essentials under Xu Qilin's guidance, his hands and feet were more in place, he fell more freely, he was more energetic, and he shouted loudly.

It took a long time for Wei Chihuan to stop his hands and feet, his head was already covered with sweat, and his face was red.

Coming to Xu Qilin's side, Yu Chihuan picked up the drink, dried it in one sip, wiped his mouth, and shouted "happy".

Xu Qilin said: "It's good to practice strength with dummies. If you wrestle with a real person, you must have both virtual and real, and strive to borrow strength, and you may not use too much strength to fall. ”

Yu Chihuan put down the cup, repeated the action just now in his hand, and said, "Brother Xu is reasonable. Man is alive, he will struggle to resist, and it should be easier to fall with strength. ”

After a pause, Yu Chihuan said slowly: "Among the thousands of cows, a certain martial arts can probably be ranked fourth. With Brother Xu, he can only go to the back row. ”

Xu Qilin was stunned for a moment, and realized that there was something in Yu Chihuan's words, so he asked: "Please also ask my brother to tell me, who has the best martial arts among Qianniu Beibo?" ”

According to the experience of Wei Chihuan and other Qianniu preparations, the best martial arts is Duan Jue, the son of Duan Zhixuan, the Duke of Baoguo, followed by Cheng Chubi, the son of Lu Guogong, and Xue Zonggui is somewhat stronger than Wei Chihuan.

Just Cheng bites Jin's three-plate axe, can he still teach such a powerful son? As for Duan Zhixuan, the Duke of Baoguo, he has made many military exploits, and Lingyan Pavilion ranks tenth, but Xu Qilin is not familiar with it.

"It's all a normal game competition, and it may not be accurate." Yu Chihuan groaned and said: "Brother Xu can not only defeat Brother Xue Zonggui, but also have nothing to do with Duan Qi and Cheng Laosan, but he is not afraid of anything. ”

Xu Qilin nodded and said, "I don't have the heart to win, I don't care if he is first or second, if he doesn't come to mess with me, he will be fine." ”

When Qianniu prepares for the body, it is just a step to advance, to accept the experience and test, and it is not necessary to be the leader, and use his fists to play the position of the boss.

Wei Chihuan thought so, anyway, he had fulfilled his obligation to remind and inform, and he was worthy of his new friends.

……………….

As soon as people get busy, time flies, and more than half a month has passed in a blink of an eye.

The three-day Chang Dynasty and the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Xu Qilin has participated, and he is short of the Majesty of the Hongwenguan students once a quarter.

On the day he clocked in at work, Xu Qilin mostly practiced with Wei Chihuan in the practice room, and at night he sorted out the newspapers he heard when he went to court and wrote down some of his opinions.

Just in time to rest, Xu Qilin was busy with his own affairs. or go to Zuixiao Tower to supervise the expansion, or do some infrastructure renovation at home, or go to Zhuangzi to guide the production of the workshop.

The sales of the fragrance dew are booming day by day, well, not only thriving, but simply in short supply, which makes the Tang people rush to it. It's not an ordinary Tang people, they can't afford to spend, they are all powerful and rich families, the kind that is not bad for money.

Historically, during the Wu Zetian period, there were big food merchants who sold perfumes. At that time, the whole Chang'an was crazy about it.