Zhi said: "Wei Tuo offers the first form of the pestle, the legs are open, the head is straight, the eyes are forward, the breathing is lightly adjusted, and the whole body is naturally relaxed." Wang Shuqiu and Yang Tear did as Master said.

Wisdom then the "Yijin Sutra" of the first type of Wei Tuo offering a pestle, a move, a style, a detailed explanation. Although there is only one style, it is broad and profound, and how can two girls who have never set foot in martial arts master it.

Fortunately, I was quite patient and taught it once, but I won't. Teach it again, it doesn't work. Teach it again until the two of them have an understanding, by which time the sun has set.

After dinner in Jiangfu, Wang Shuqiu said goodbye to her master and returned home, thinking about what she had learned today. I feel that I have only realized three or four percent, and I secretly sigh that the essence of the "Yijin Sutra" is incomparable, and I sigh that I am stupid. I just feel that practicing martial arts is really not what I like.

Wang Shuqiu was about to go to bed, when Shen Xiluo came over and said, "Master, Master Zhizhi is here." Wang Shuqiu hurriedly went to meet Zhi. When Zhi saw Wang Shuqiu, he said: "Apprentice, for the teacher, I will go to Liaodong tomorrow morning, and I have come to bid you farewell." ”

Wang Shuqiu was surprised: "Master, why did you leave in such a hurry?" Zhi said: "As soon as the military situation in Liaodong is tight, I heard that Nurhachi will soon move south; Second, Ma Cheng and Mo Tingzhi have been exposed, although they returned safely, they have always been a thorn in the side of the imperial court.

For the sake of long nights and dreams, I can only leave quickly, so as not to affect you. ”

Wang Shuqiu said: "Master, how can you say that it is even involved? Stay a few more days! Zhi said: "I'm afraid of affecting Kexin, although her family is rich, after all, there is no bureaucratic back, and I am afraid it is not appropriate to blame." What's more, as a teacher, you must also be anxious to serve the country, and cut Nurhachi as soon as possible to relieve the people of fire and water. ”

Wang Shuqiu groaned: "Master wants to do the right thing, and the apprentice will not be retained." I just don't know when we'll see each other. Zhi smiled and said, "There is a natural meeting." Wang Shuqiu said in an "um" voice: "I don't know what else the master commands?" ”

Zhi said: "Take care of the two senior sisters of the same sect for the teacher." Wang Shuqiu nodded and said, "The apprentice will." Zhi said: "Your senior sister is the true inheritance of the teacher, and the teacher is not there, you have to consult the senior sister more." Wang Shuqiu said: "The disciples must remember." ”

After a pause, he said, "I wish Master a successful start and success." Zhi laughed heroically and said, "Okay! "Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat and green'" then brushed his sleeves away.

Wang Shuqiu sighed secretly: Master is really a man of temperament, and it is difficult for him to become a monk. If there is one more person like Master in the court who serves the country and the people, maybe it will be very clear.

Shen Xiluo sighed: "There is a wise master in the Central Plains who does not use it, it is really a loss for the imperial court!" It is exactly in line with Wang Shuqiu's thoughts.

After the wisdom left, Wang Shuqiu practiced diligently to pass the boring days. Jiang Kexin pointed out from time to time, and after practicing like this for more than a month, he has achieved a little success.

Wang Shuqiu obviously felt more energetic and energetic than before, and was no longer a little out of breath after walking a few steps, the kind of weakness that couldn't help but wind, and fell down at the slightest touch. The sickness was swept away, and it was replaced by a rosy face, a refreshing spirit, and a sassy and heroic posture with solid steps.

It was already winter, and it was snowing outside early one morning. Wang Shuqiu sat on the stove and played with Zizhu to wipe dominoes. She wore a red cotton jacket, a hundred butterfly skirts, a green silk hair only pulled up and hung behind, a golden phoenix hairpin obliquely inserted, jade cheeks were red fluttering, and her eyes were starry, pretty and moving.

Zizhu said: "I don't know when this snow will stop." Master, are we still going to Jiangfu? "Wang Shuqiu must go to Jiangfu every day to practice martial arts.

Wang Shuqiu asked, "What do you say?" Zizhu said: "With such a heavy snowfall, the road must be very slippery." The slave thought it was better not to go! Wang Shuqiu said: "If you don't go to a little bit of wind and snow, how can you learn martial arts well?" ”

Zizhu said: "What's the matter if you go for one less day." Wang Shuqiu said: "You must persevere in practicing martial arts, and you must not fish for three days and dry your nets for two days." What's more, the more bad weather is, the more it can exercise people's perseverance. You must not be so-so, otherwise I will be sorry for Master's hard work. ”

Zizhu said: "Take a sedan car or a car?" Wang Shuqiu shook her head and said, "Walk!" Zizhu said: "There are a few streets to Jiangfu. Wang Shuqiu said: "You can warm up for a walk, and enjoy the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River." Is it so hard that I'm so weak that I can't stand the cold? Don't forget, I'm a bit of a martial arts girl! She said "chivalrous girl" and blinked, making Zizhu laugh.

Wang Shuqiu wore another crane on her body, Zizhu held an umbrella, and walked out of the gate of the house with Cui Wuyuan.

The snow fell like catkins, and the ground was covered with an inch of white snow. As far as the eye can see, it is white. Wang Shuqiu said: "Zizhu, do you say that the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is beautiful or the snow in our Beijing is good?" Zizhu smiled sideways: "How can the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River compare to the snow scene in the capital." ”

Wang Shuqiu said: "The snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River has its own uniqueness, and the snow in our Beijing is heavier than this. If you have to compare, the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River is small and exquisite, while the snow scene in Beijing is grand. Zizhu said: "The master is high." Slave and maid admire! Wang Shuqiu smiled and said: "What a high opinion, it's just emotion." ”

I only heard the "creak, creak" behind me and someone rushing towards the snow. A gray-haired old woman suddenly stepped forward and knelt in front of Wang Shuqiu and asked, "Are you Miss Wang?" ”

Wang Shuqiu hurriedly said: "Mother-in-law, get up and talk quickly!" "Zizhu is already helping the old woman. The old woman had tears in her eyes and choked up, "Are you really Miss Wang?" That's right, only an immortal like you can fall ill and be an old son. ”

Zizhu wanted to hold up the old woman, but she didn't know that the old woman was unaffordable, and said: "The old woman has only one son, please Miss Wang, be merciful and save him!" ”

Wang Shuqiu and the second monk were confused. This old woman has never met, maybe she has recognized the wrong person. But how did she know that her surname was Wang? Zizhu persuaded on the side: "Mother-in-law, there is snow on the ground, don't freeze it, get up and talk." The old woman shook her head and said, "Unless Miss Wang agrees to the old body, she can't kneel." ”

Wang Shuqiu said: "I just promise, mother-in-law get up quickly." When the old woman heard this, it was really difficult to get up on this kneel because of her age. Fortunately, Zizhu is supporting, supporting and supporting.

Wang Shuqiu asked, "I don't know who your son is, mother-in-law?" The old woman said, "It's called Yu Wenjue." As soon as these words came out, Wang Shuqiu lost her voice and said: "It turned out to be Yuwen Gongzi." He added: "I don't know what disease Yuwen Gongzi suffers from?" ”

The old woman lamented, "Even the doctor can't do anything." My son was in a daze, just kept shouting, 'Miss Wang, Miss Wang'. Now I don't even have the strength to shout. Please, Miss Wang, save my son, please Miss Wang, save my son! As he spoke, he knelt down again.

Wang Shuqiu hurriedly supported her and said, "Aunt Yuwen, do my best to save him!" Aunt Yuwen stretched out her sleeves to wipe her tears, and said, "Miss Wang is very kind, my mother and son must remember it." ”

Wang Shuqiu said: "Aunt Yuwen, let's go see Prince Yuwen." But I can't guarantee that he will be cured. Aunt Yuwen wiped away her tears and said, "It will definitely be cured." Miss Yang said that as long as you go, my son will be cured. ”

Wang Shuqiu asked, "When did Miss Yang come?" Aunt Yuwen snorted: "This······ Miss Yang said not to let you know that she was coming, but the old man said that she had leaked her mouth. ”

After a pause, he said, "Now that Miss Wang knows, the old body confesses to her." A few days ago, Miss Yang came to see my son, and I saw him in a coma, babbling nonsense, and constantly calling 'Miss Wang' your name. Miss Yang said that there is only Miss Wang in the world, you can cure my son's life, and pointed out the old body to come here to find you. I didn't wait until today to meet Miss Wang, and you left the house. ”

Wang Shuqiu secretly wondered: Aunt Yuwen waited for a few days why she couldn't see me, is it that I went out of the house either in a sedan chair or a carriage, no wonder she couldn't touch it.

Unconsciously came to Yu Wenjue's dilapidated house, only to see Yu Wenjue lying on a broken wooden bed, only covered with a tattered quilt.

Aunt Yuwen pounced on her, shook her son desperately, and shouted, "Son, Miss Wang is here!" Yu Wenjue said "um", seemed to hear her mother's voice, and "um" again.

Aunt Yuwen leaned over and said, "Son, Miss Wang has come to see you!" Yu Wenjue seemed to hear the words clearly, and said intermittently: "Wang ······ Girl······ Where is it? Wang Shuqiu approached the bedside, looked at the thin Yuwen Jue, and said softly: "Yuwen Gongzi! ”

Yu Wenjue looked at Wang Shuqiu half-open and half-closed, and suddenly "Ah! I don't know where the strength came from, I reached out and held Wang Shuqiu's hand tightly, and shouted from the bottom of my heart: "Miss Wang, is it really you?" I'm not dreaming! ”

Wang Shuqiu was held by him in public, and suddenly felt shy, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but when Yu Wenjue came to miss her, she fell ill and was very worried about her life; Second, he had been held by him before; Third, I am afraid that once I withdraw my hand, Yu Wenjue's condition will worsen, and even die, is it not her fault. So he didn't break free, and let Yu Wenjue hold it.

Yu Wenjue had already opened her eyes and looked directly at Wang Shuqiu, her hands were held tighter, and her whole body trembled, for fear that she would leave.

Aunt Yuwen said softly beside her: "Son, Miss Wang has come to see you." Yu Wenjue said softly: "But she will leave soon!" Aunt Yuwen comforted: "Miss Wang will not leave." As he spoke, he looked at Wang Shuqiu with mournful eyes.

Wang Shuqiu's heart softened, and she said softly: "I won't leave!" When you get better, let's go enjoy the snow together. Yu Wenjue hesitated: "Really? Wang Shuqiu nodded and said, "Never bully each other!" Yu Wenjue was overjoyed and shouted: "Mother, I want to eat!" When Aunt Yuwen saw that her son was alive again, she didn't feel that she was in tears, and hurriedly went to find something to eat.

Wang Shuqiu said: "Auntie, sit down, don't be busy." Zizhu, go find something to eat. Zizhu looked for it, only half a hard steamed bun, threw it on the ground, and said, "Nothing." ”