Wang Zhankui shook his head, he was not stupid, "Young master, I will teach you, it is all fur, and when the young master creates a set of martial arts by himself in the future, he will definitely be much more powerful than me, so I will also join the Huacui Society, and I will worship with them." ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled and asked Zhang Decheng and Wei Kuiheng's opinions with her eyes.

Zhang Decheng and Wei Kui Hengxin said that this kid was quite good at things, but the two of them thought that since he agreed to teach the young master's kung fu, he was actually equivalent to half of the young master's master, and this kid was also said to be a senior brother.

Zhang Decheng: "This is a good thing, it all depends on the young master's arrangement." ”

Wei Kuiheng agreed.

Xuan Yuemeng also saw the mystery: "So, Zhan Kui, how many do you want to rank?" ”

Wang Zhankui: "Brother Decheng and Brother Kuiheng are old, I can't be in front of them, Dazhi and Dali have been with the young master for a long time, and I can't be in front of them, I'll be in front of Da Niu, I'm the fifth, right?" My father is the fifth king, and I will be the fifth king in the future. ”

Xuan Yuemeng saw that Wang Zhankui actually knew the analysis, and if he did this, it would not affect the harmony, so he couldn't help laughing and clapping his hands, "Okay, your father is the fifth king of the big sword, and you will be the fifth king of the iron palm in the future!" ”

Wang Zhankui was also very happy when he saw that Young Master Meng had agreed, and bowed down in surprise, "Young Master, I like this nickname, Iron Palm King Five!" I want to be a veritable Iron Palm King in the future. ”

Da Niu said secretly: What are you plugging? You plug in, I was originally the fifth, and now I'm the sixth!

In this way, Xuan Yuemeng's house slaves followed him in chronological order, Xuan Erniu Lao Qi, Xuan Sanniu Lao Eight, and arranged them in turn, and a hidden gang, Hua Cuihui, appeared on the way to Jingshi on the way to Jingshi for Young Master Meng.

Everyone was so unhappy. Bowed to Xuan Yuemeng.

After that, everyone continued to hurry, along the way, talking and laughing, and the dullness of the future tense was swept away.

In order to please the young master, Wang Zhankui used the practice method he knew. I told Young Master Meng that I also taught Master Meng to point to the point, at this time the point kung fu is not like what Xuan Yuemeng saw in the TV movie, after the point, people are like wood, not so magical, but the point is the essence of traditional Chinese culture, there is a heritage in ancient times, and the enemy is defeated in a fight. Usually practice, cure diseases and save people, all aspects of the use of extremely wide!

Because Xuan Yuemeng is still too young, she is actually not very concerned about fighting and fighting, but she is extremely obsessed with acupoints, because Wang Zhankui gives him a massage, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Young Master Meng: "Yes, yes, that's it, it's there, a little lighter." ”

Young Master Meng closed his eyes. It's like you're going to be cool.

Wang Zhankui is a big sweater, and the young master is learning some acupoints. Or are you asking me to loosen his bones? "Young master, have you memorized everything I just taught you?"

Young Master Meng also sweated profusely, and said with a smile: "Thousands of acupoints, you have been talking about it for a few hours, what kind of brain am I?" ”

Wang Zhankui thought that the young master was unhappy. hurriedly lowered his voice: "Yes, yes, young master, I usually like to speak loudly." ”

Young Master Meng smiled: "It's okay, I didn't blame you, what are you nervous about?" I remember it. A few more times, I should have memorized it all, my memory, and now I am afraid of myself. ”

Xuan Yuemeng didn't brag, his current eyesight and memory are definitely at the level of ancient times, this is the result of his practice of Bo Ruogong and his successful introduction of qi into the body.

Huo Yuanjia taught Xuan Yuemeng a little bit of introductory things, which was originally completely insufficient, but Xuan Yuemeng succeeded by chance, and Wang Zhankui taught acupuncture points to assist in the practice of kung fu, invisibly, it provided a shortcut for Xuan Yuemeng to exercise his body, Xuan Yuemeng didn't care about these things, but if he knew that the path he was taking now would be five to ten times faster than the cultivation speed of ordinary martial artists, I don't know what he would think?

That's it, Wang Zhankui's young temperament, since he recognized that he could be successful with Young Master Meng, he couldn't wait to teach Young Master Meng everything he knew, and the situation when he didn't want his father to teach Young Master Meng a little martial arts was very far from the situation.

In fact, Wang Zhankui and Wu Laosan are both very good teachers, a good teacher is like a good coach, just like sports, some stars are quite powerful when they play, but when they become coaches, they have mediocre results, and some people have mediocre results when they play, but they are dominant.

Although Wang Zhankui and Wu Laosan's personalities are different, both of them are equally lacking in creativity, and people who lack creativity will be relatively simple when they think about things and do things.

Xuan Yuemeng recognized all the acupoints in less than two days, and was able to remember the purpose of each acupoint, just these things, Wang Zhankui had studied for three years.

Wang Zhankui said sincerely: "Young master, you learn things really fast, much faster than I don't know." ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "It's okay, thanks to your good teaching." ”

When Wang Zhankui heard what Young Master Meng said, he was immediately happy, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, these are all secret martial arts in our sect, don't leak it out, you don't really plan to teach those apprentices, right?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled slightly, "What?" I'm afraid your dad will find out and talk about you? ”

Wang Zhankui nodded honestly, "If Dad knew that I taught the young master everything he knew, he would have killed me." ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "Okay, without your father's consent, I won't teach others casually, I want to study a few simple and practical ways to teach them, and besides, there is no rush to do this, don't think too much." ”

Wang Zhankui was a lot relieved when he heard Young Master Meng say this, "Actually, if you simplify the thirty-six styles of kung fu in front of Bo Ruozhang, you can create a set of simple boxing techniques, which must be more powerful than Zhang Decheng's wild boxing techniques." ”

Xuan Yuemeng doesn't like to use her brain, and she was very happy to hear Wang Zhankui say this, "Okay, then you can simplify and simplify, you teach me first, and I will teach others when the time comes." (Wang Zhankui was very aggrieved: I knew I wouldn't make suggestions to you.) ）

Xuan Zonglu and Xuan Yuemeng sat alone in a luxury carriage.

Xuan Zonglu smiled: "Yue Meng, okay, it's much more promising than when your grandfather was young!" If your grandfather knew how to win over people's hearts like you when he was young. If there were so many people helping me, I wouldn't be where I am now. ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "You are not bad, your genes are good, giving birth to a grandson like mine, this is already a historical achievement!" ”

Xuan Zonglu doesn't understand what genes are, so he probably understands what it means. Anyway, there are too many fresh terms for his little grandson, and he can only rely on his understanding for most of them, the old man nodded with emotion, "That's right!" Yuemeng, do you still refuse to call me grandpa, don't you want to call you father? Are you still angry about those things when you didn't break up? You are such a child, but your temperament is not small. ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "I still have to observe you for a while, and if you behave well in the future, I will consider whether to call you." Xuan Hongtao was not good to me in the past, and you were not good to Xuan Hongtao and the big house in the past, so I didn't call you, wrong, you have to be not here. ”

Xuan Zonglu nodded, closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "Grandpa was wrong before, grandpa was wrong too much!" But. Without grandpa, do you have this foundation? Grandpa knows that you took Grandpa's silver ticket and title deed. Grandpa didn't tell your second uncle and third uncle again this time? Grandpa told you that grandpa's antique calligraphy and paintings are more valuable than grandpa's silver tickets and land deeds combined! It's worth at least two million taels of silver! You don't have to hide it, if you need money urgently, you can do it yourself, anyway, grandpa gave it to you. ”

Xuan Yue sweated. I was shocked again, and I didn't know if the old man suddenly said this, whether he was sincere or testing himself? The daring old man already knows everything?

Young Master Meng was so frightened that he was silent for a long time.

Xuan Yuemeng was afraid and happy in her heart, those antique calligraphy and paintings were worth two million taels of silver? That's more than the title deeds and the silver. He took all the old man's land deeds, cashed out all the silver into marks and pounds, and invested it in the American concession, a total of less than two million taels!

Xuan Zonglu smiled and narrowed his eyes, "I'm asleep, call me again when I get to the capital, Yue Meng, I have only one request for you, don't let this family break up, grandpa can't teach children, your father, I didn't teach well, your second uncle, third uncle, grandpa didn't teach well, the son doesn't teach his father, grandpa wants to teach now it's too late, you have to promise grandpa, no matter what happens in the future, you have to help your second uncle and third uncle go on the right road, everyone is a family." ”

Xuan Yuemeng's nose suddenly became sour, and the old man was too serious, right?

Xuan Yuemeng could feel the old man's heart, in fact, now the old man has nothing to do with him, he is not even afraid of the British Consulate and the French Consulate, can he be afraid of an old man who has lost his office? Those antique calligraphy and paintings don't have their names written on them, and they are afraid that Xuan Hongbo and Xuan Hongyu will find the back account again?

Xuan Yuemeng said sincerely: "I promise you!" ”

Xuan Zonglu closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had put down a huge stone in his heart, and the folds on his old face had calmed down a little, and he said hello with a smile.

Xuan Yuemeng also smiled, leaned on the old man's body, and suddenly felt a burst of relaxation, love, always more than hate, making people feel comfortable and comfortable.

Master Meng still hopes for world peace.

The bustling Kyoshi has arrived.

This is the first time Xuan Yuemeng has come to Beijing, he has long wanted to go in the modern era in his previous life, but because the economy and time do not allow it, this wish has not been realized, but he did not expect it to be realized in ancient times.

Oh, the imperial city in this dream, majestic and magnificent, is the crystallization of thousands of years of wisdom of working people! The ox fork is ruined.

Xuan Yuemeng only hates not having a mobile phone, otherwise she would have to take a few more photos, it's really beautiful, this ancient imperial city. He hadn't thought about becoming the master of this place at this time, he just wanted to be satisfied one day when he could become a superior person in this imperial city.

In the previous life, Xuan Yuemeng has been looking forward to traveling to more places, but except for a few business trips, he has also visited some industrial cities, and the time is short, and his desire to travel has always been an idea.

Wang Zhankui has never been out of the courtyard, just like Xuan Yuemeng, authentic soil buns, looking east and west, feeling fresh everywhere: "Young master, Beijing is so prosperous, I don't know how my father is looking for a house in the capital?" ”

Xuan Yuemeng knew that Wang Wuyi wanted to come to Beijing to open a dart game, but Wang Wu's little capital, at most, was to find a small courtyard, which must be in a very remote place, and it is estimated that it will not develop much in more than ten years.

Xuan Yuemeng is difficult to understand the concept of some people in this era anyway, if Wang Wu is replaced by him, suddenly someone is willing to fund his own dart game, it is too late to be happy, how can he refuse? (Wang Wu didn't even want the opportunity to send it to the door, which really made Xuan Yuemeng incomprehensible.) ）

Xuan Yuemeng: "Didn't your father tell you where he went?" ”

Wang Zhankui shook his head: "Since my father arranged me by Uncle Wu's side, I haven't seen him." The next time I see him, if he still hasn't found a suitable place, I will definitely ask my father to follow the young master, and see how nourishing Uncle Wu's life is now, drinking good wine and eating side dishes every day. ”

Xuan Yuemeng smiled: "It's your father who doesn't open his mind." One person's power is always limited, and if you want to accomplish something, of course, you must think about the strength of everyone. ”

Xuan Zonglu listened to Xuan Yuemeng's words, although the words were simple, they condensed a lot of wisdom, and they were naturally happy, and unconsciously pulled the little chubby paws of the little grandson, feeling that the chubby paws were warm and warm, holding them in their hands and warming their hearts.

Everyone rushed to Li Hongzao's house.

After the concierge reported, Li Hongzao heard that Xuan Zonglu was here, and the two of them were also teachers and friends, so they naturally met.

After Li Hongzao saw Xuan Zonglu, he said that he had visited Wuren, who was seriously ill, and was in a bad mood.

倭仁字艮峰, Mongolian Zhenghongqi people, physicist. Daoguang nine years of Jinshi, the selection of Jishi, awarded the editor, the calendar in the Yun, the waiter, the waiter, the teacher, the teacher of the Tongzhi Emperor. He served as the deputy capital commander, the secretary of the Ministry of Industry, and the scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion. This year, he was just promoted to a fellow of Mandarin Hall University and took a leave of absence.

A large number of defenders of science, such as Li Hongzao and Xu Tong, the ministers of the DPRK and China, all highly respected Uren.

In the Qing court, the university scholar was headed by the official text, he had died of illness in the first month, this is a full vacancy, should be promoted by Rui Chang to co-organize the university scholar, Rui Chang vacated a vacancy, as usual by the head of the six ministries of the Ministry of Shangshu promoted, and Wen Xiang was in the six years of Tongzhi has been transferred to the Ministry of Officials, waiting to pay homage to the prime minister, at this time it is logical to get the co-organizer.

However, the four scholars, two halls and two pavilions, need to be rearranged, the official remains of the Wenhua Hall scholars, for the head of the palace, according to the convention should be reawarded by Zeng Guofan to Wu Yingdian scholars, but the cabinet is the first to enter the court, the name of the department is also the early Wenren, therefore, the Wenyuan Pavilion to Wenyuan Pavilion changed to Wenhua Palace.

The current Qing Dynasty has Wu Ren as a scholar of the Wenhua Palace. This is the nominal "first assistant", and when it comes to being an official, it can be regarded as "under one person, above ten thousand", and there is no way to add a high-ranking official.

At this time, Uren was seriously ill and dying, and a group of ministers who had qualifications to supplement the scholars of Wenhuadian University were staring at this position with blank eyes.

Xuan Yuemeng has no impression of Woren, even if there is a little bit, it is not a good impression, all ministers like Woren who are extremely popular ministers have signed a lot of traitorous treaties, this is Xuan Yuemeng's vague impression of people like Woren, it is a little bit of what history textbooks know. (To be continued.) )