Chapter Twenty-Six: Master Zhou's Journey

Seeing the dog happily running into the village, Changsun Hong's mood also improved, he patted the soil on his body, walked with steps, and walked towards the hillside outside the village.

The hillside turned over, went up the mountain, there was a huge wood, the forest was deep, the people in the village except for cutting firewood and hunting, it was generally not easy to enter it, and it was not the road that must pass, so it was inaccessible, there was a vacant land in the forest, which was originally used by the village to build Yizhuang, but unexpectedly the land was just flat, the county was short of money, and it was not built here, this land was deserted there, the villagers thought that it was bad luck here, and never came here, and even the hunters did not go this way.

On the side of the cliff in the open space, there is a shallow cave among the trees, the cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, it is a good place to rest, tired of practice, sleep in it, very comfortable.

Yesterday, Changsun Jin took Changsun Hong, it was here to teach martial arts, this place is shady, and it is a good place to practice in the hot summer.

Activities activities hands and feet, Changsun Hong in accordance with yesterday's second uncle taught, meticulously began to tie up the horse step, this action is extremely basic, according to the Changsun Jin, is the only way to practice no matter what kind of kung fu to practice, horse steps to practice the plate, can strengthen the kidneys and waist, strengthen the muscles and replenish qi, regulate the essence of the spirit, strengthen the body, but also improve the balance ability, not easy to be knocked down, so the eldest grandson Jin asked him, every day to tie an hour.

Yesterday, after standing for less than two quarters of an hour, Changsun Hong collapsed to the ground, unable to stand up, both legs spasmed, like a prawn on the ground.

The same is true today, and the two legs are more tired than yesterday, just pricked, the muscles on the thighs shook wildly, the whole person trembled like an earthquake, gritted his teeth and held on for a while, and Changsun Hong fell.

When Changsun Jin came here with a hoe, he saw a scene similar to yesterday--- Changsun Hong fell to the ground, maintaining a horse-walking posture, and the whole person collapsed like a puddle of water, almost foaming at the mouth.

It doesn't seem to be lazy.

The eldest grandson walked over satisfied, picked up the eldest grandson Erlang, and walked down the mountain humming a small song. Changsun Hong leaned on his shoulder, his weak appearance even felt pitiful, he passively listened to the song humming by Changsun Jin, but he couldn't understand it, he felt that it was not like the song of Shudi, but like the tone and timbre of the north, it seemed to be the folk song of the Hu people.

Entering the house, it was Changsun Hong who walked in by himself, otherwise he would have been a goof, Changsun Hao still came back very late, and still asked Changsun Hong about his performance in the school during the meal, and after hearing that the master praised him again, the beard on his face was smiling.

Sleeping at night, when the sound in the house on the other side was gone, Changsun Jin got up in his clothes and massaged the muscles and bones of Changsun Hong in the dark, he used a strange technique, patting and pinching, which was completely different from the massage of later generations, but it was very useful, the strength was very strong and pinched the right acupuncture points, and the blood massage was very professional, so that the muscle soreness of Changsun Hong's body was greatly relieved.

"Be content, boy, when your second uncle was in the border army, he learned bone healing from Jun Zhonglang, and this kind of massage technique is relatively simple." The eldest grandson Jin showed off in a low voice, his voice was very soft, lest he alarm the next door: "When you get up tomorrow morning, you will be alive again." ”

"Second uncle, tell me about you and your father in the border army." Changsun Hong opened his eyes, lay on the bed and said comfortably: "I heard that the people of Xia and Jin are very fierce, have you ever fought with them?" ”

"Ever fought it? Hmph, it's not the second uncle who blows, back then, there were no less than 100 Bei captives who died in my hands! The eldest grandson Jin got up complacently, the voice of this was a little loud, and he quickly lowered his tone after being surprised: "Beiyu is the same as our ancestors, he is a person who grew up on horseback, he drinks blood, he has not learned etiquette, he is an uncivilized person, he is good at riding and shooting, using knives and guns, and he is very powerful in fighting, and the people of the Southern Dynasty do not have so many horses, of course they must be afraid of them." ”

"But your second uncle is not afraid, our ancestors have never been afraid of them since they came up, when the shuai is still there, where can the northern captives be rampant? Whether it is in Qinfeng Road or in the Yongxing Army, as long as the Beiyu dare to come, they will not be able to go back without leaving some heads! ”

Changsun Hong felt the heavy force on his body, and couldn't help but squeak his teeth, while his muscles hurt, he felt more and more comfortable, and Changsun Jin's words aroused his great interest.

He asked again: "When you fight with the northern captives, you were not afraid when you were handsome, why are you so afraid now?" ”

There was silence in the room for a moment, and Changsun Hong felt that the hand on his back also paused, and the owner of the hand seemed to be thinking, but after only a pause, the powerful hands moved again.

"Fighting and marching, relying on a word of bravery, no matter the general, as long as the soldier moves forward bravely, he is not afraid of danger, he does not disperse when he encounters the enemy, and he meets ...... What came about, I forgot. The eldest grandson said: "At the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, the soldiers of the forbidden army and the border army were veterans, and after decades of fighting, they were refined into steel, and at that time the north was not the Jin country, it was the Liao country, if you want to say that it is powerful, the Liao country was much more powerful than the Jin country at that time, and the Great Song Dynasty was not afraid, and they fought half a catty and eight taels. ”

"Why not now? I think it's not that the soldiers can't do it, it's the generals who can't do it. His voice had some indignation, although he tried his best to suppress it, but he could still feel it: "Characters like Chong Shuai are long gone, and there are no outstanding generals like Wu Jiedu in Wu Jiedu, and now those who are guarding the border are all indiscriminate and full of people, the army is chaotic, and there are endless things about empty salaries and impersonations, and the soldiers have no thoughts, who is willing to die?" ”

He violently increased his strength indignantly, and said hatefully: "Even if the soldiers below are brave, if they encounter incompetent generals, they will lose the battle." ”

This time, the eldest grandson Hong pinched out the pig cry, so frightened that the two of them quickly covered their mouths, and they didn't dare to sit and lie down, quietly maintaining a stiff posture, listening to the movement next door.

Fortunately, it seems that the eldest grandson and his wife were not woken up, and the quiet night was still lonely, and the two did not dare to move again, for fear that the eldest grandson Hao would find out about their private martial arts practice, so they quickly went to sleep.

The days are spent in such an ordinary and interesting life, every day, the eldest grandson Hong got up early in the morning, ran circles around the village with the dog, and then went to class, read, he wrote a poem for the three brothers Li Wen, all of which are famous in later generations, but he changed some places, deleted some and added some, so that the whole poem does not look so outstanding, just ordinary, sloppy perfunctory, worthy of the three hundred money.

And Li Wen and the others were also overjoyed when they saw that the master did not beat them, thinking that although the three hundred Wen were expensive, they were worth it.

After school, the eldest grandson Hong took the dog to the back mountain to take a horse step, and he wanted to die, and he didn't want to live, but after a while, gradually, his legs were no longer like crumbling bamboo poles, and he began to be powerful, and the time for piercing was getting longer and longer.

The salt of the eldest grandson brother was also sold smoothly, and it was sold out in less than half a month after coming back, and everyone in the village who had a share of the Fushun prison received a share of the profits, and this money was enough for them to survive this difficult year.

After more than a month, when the hottest autumn tiger arrived, Zhou Fuzi announced an incident to his four students at the end of a class.

"Starting tomorrow, Master will go on a long trip, and in about a month, I will assign homework, and you must study carefully and not slack off! When I get back, I'm going to check. Zhou Fuzi stroked the white beard on his chin, touched the ring ruler and said: "And don't forget, you must know that the three watches are lit and the five watches are when the boys are studying. The black hair does not know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late. ”

"The students remembered." The four answers in unison are endless, and only the person who speaks knows how much sincerity and joy there is.