The eldest grandson Wuji picked up the horizontal knife and practiced a set of knife techniques on the spot, which is a relatively simple and practical introductory knife technique in the Great Sui Army, he doesn't know how many times he has practiced, the tricks are very skillful, the blade is flashing with cold light, and there is a light sound of breaking the air, smooth and beautiful, and the posture is very standard. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After practicing a set of knife techniques in one go, the eldest grandson Wuji stood with a knife, some sweat stains appeared on his forehead, he wiped it with his sleeve, his eyes showed a little smugness, and asked with a smile: "Brother Luo Cheng, how are I practicing this set of knife techniques?" ”

"I'm already skilled." Luo Cheng commented.

The eldest grandson Wuji said proudly: "Yes, every day I practice several sets of knife techniques twice, the knife skills have already been ripe, after two years, I plan to learn the horse lance technique, the big Sui man, went to the battlefield, most of the horses on horseback are used with horse lances, and the long soldiers are in hand, which is called majestic." ”

"But ......," Luo Zhaoyun shook his head.

"But what?" The eldest grandson Wuji asked subconsciously.

"Forget it, you're still young, don't be in a hurry to know."

Hearing what the other party meant, the eldest grandson Wuji seemed to feel that his sword skills were flawed, after all, he was young and couldn't stand the excitement, so he asked: "What the hell, Brother Luo Cheng, you said it?" ”

Luo Zhaoyun shook his head and said: "Wait for the future when the Duke of Ling will naturally tell you, now, I am not in a hurry to know, General Changsun loves you and refuses to fight you." ”

"What, anything like that?" The eldest grandson Wuji was itching in his heart, and he wanted to know very much what was going on, was it wrong for him to practice?

"Brother Luo Cheng, you are a young hero outside, how do you know that such a mother-in-law and mother-in-law are not happy to speak, what do you want to say, just tell me!"

Luo Zhaoyun smiled at the corner of his mouth, although the two were four years apart, but the real thinking age was twenty years apart, and a few words hooked the eldest grandson Wuji's interest, and took the initiative to ask each other, and he felt less unfamiliar for a while.

"Although your knife skills are skilled, but that's just a routine, a dead move, really on the battlefield, there is not enough open space, plenty of time for you to unfold, there are blades and spears in all directions, stabbing together, no matter how familiar you are, it is useless, mainly relying on your strength, speed, agile reaction, awareness of danger avoidance, etc., these are all related to your own physical fitness, you practice without practicing the strength of the body, all sweat and lose, and the improvement of skill is slow."

"Lost? Why don't I think it's normal to dance a set of knife techniques, exercise vigorously and sweat? ”

Luo Zhaoyun patiently explained: "To nourish the upper body and transform the outer home into the inner home, the key is that this heat cannot be dispersed through the pores, but must be precipitated, pressed down in the lower abdomen, and gradually merged into the area of the Qi Sea Acupoint, this is the real practice, storing energy, improving physical fitness little by little, agile and vigorous, and having long physical strength!" ”

After hearing this, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes lit up, he nodded slightly, and the fox asked: "So that's the case, then why didn't my father tell me the details of these martial arts practices?" ”

"Because you were still young in the past, you practiced hard too early, and it was easy to make your bones deformed, and you couldn't grow tall. I haven't said it yet, it may be that Ling Gong feels sorry for you, and just wants you to be roughly proficient in martial arts and strengthen your body, instead of letting you really go to the battlefield, like me, starting as a soldier, so you don't have to practice martial arts so early! ”

"Why is that?" The eldest grandson Wuji couldn't figure it out, he felt that his father should teach him more martial arts, so that he could become a fierce general of the Great Sui when he grew up.

Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly, he had already guessed the mind of Changsun Sheng, he and his ex-wife and concubines already had five or six sons, many of whom became generals, such as the eldest son Changsun Wunai became the deputy general of the prison gate, the second son Changsun Wuao, who was a hussar general outside, and the eldest grandson Wuxian was an errand in Zuo Wuwei, and he was a general of Zhige, all of whom were born as military generals.

Changsun Sheng himself is good at riding and archery, and when he was young, he was unparalleled in archery in the capital, but later he read a lot of books, and after dabbling in the history of books, he learned and improved, and became a famous diplomat of the Great Sui, and gave advice to Emperor Wen of Sui several times, dealing with the Turks, dividing the enemy, and succeeding in a divisive strategy, defeating 100,000 elite soldiers.

Nowadays, the eldest grandson Sheng tends to be old, and ten years after his marriage with the Bohai Gao family, he has learned and precipitated, some despise martial arts, and care more about the connotation and so on, so when he cultivates the eldest grandson Wuji, he often lets him mainly focus on literature and history, and has the talent to be a prime minister in the future, rather than becoming a fierce general in the army.

There are already a lot of generals out of the Changsun Mansion, but there is a lack of children who are good at literary strategy, Changsun Sheng feels that the Great Sui is prosperous, the four seas are peaceful, and there will be fewer and fewer wars in the future, there will be no battles to fight, and the generals are no longer valued.

"Your father hopes that you can be more inclined to literature and history, rather than being a martial artist who can only practice martial arts on the battlefield, besides, as a commander, you may not be strong in martial arts, as long as you know how to be good at people and use the art of war, you can also become the commander of the three armies!"

The eldest grandson Wuji nodded, he understood a little, but he didn't fully understand it, at the age of ten years, after all, emotional intelligence is limited, considering problems, people are sophisticated, and they are all blank, and they only understand simple truths, and they often can't understand it when they go around the bend.

"Then can I, while studying the literature, I won't fall behind in my kung fu, can you teach me some tricks to cultivate my strength?"

Luo Zhaoyun smiled faintly: "Of course it's okay, but I'm afraid you won't be able to endure that hardship!" ”

"Don't underestimate people, I'm sure I can endure hardship." The eldest grandson Wuji clenched his fists and cheered himself up.

Luo Zhaoyun said: "Well, from tomorrow onwards, when you get up every morning, you will hold a knife and chop firewood, at least two hundred times, each knife is evenly proportioned, according to the method of your knife technique, persist for a few months, and see the effect." ”

"It's as simple as that?" The eldest grandson Wuji was stunned.

"It's not difficult to get started with martial arts, the key is hard work, perseverance, and then an epiphany!"

"Cheng, I believe you." The eldest grandson Wuji listened to what he said to be the way, and he himself had true skills, so he believed it for the time being.

"Let's go, go to your room, see what books are you studying, how many Spring and Autumn righteousness and allusions can you know?"

When the eldest grandson Wuji heard this, he showed excitement, he was usually disciplined by his parents to read, so some books of the pre-Qin and Warring States periods, and some poetry works of the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties eras, began to study, and he usually wrote a few limerick poems, and at this time he could share his reading experience with Luo Cheng.

Half an hour later, the two came out of the study, the eldest grandson Wuji was full of dejection, he was commented on by Luo Zhaoyun one by one just now, and felt more and more that he was still far from him, and he thought he was a good limerick poem, but he was rejected by the other party, and said a sentence or two casually, which was much more exquisite than what he wanted to write.

However, he admired Luo Zhaoyun more and more in his heart, and invisibly, he really regarded him as his role model.

"Brother, play with me......"

Just as they walked out of the door, they saw a three-year-old girl, snow-white skin, like pink carved jade, delicate and lovely, wearing a small flower dress, holding a small wooden horse in her hand, running to the courtyard of the eldest grandson Wuji.