"The body technique has improved a lot, and the movement connection of the boxing method is also very smooth, but how do you feel listless?"

With the back of his hand on the side of his ear, he pushed away the seven strings and quickly kicked sideways, the air like a cannon roared in his ears, and the gale swept past his cheeks, if he was kicked this time, Situ Xi might not be able to stand up again.

"I didn't get a good night's rest last night."

It was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night when he sent Manjun to the room, and at five o'clock in the morning, he was called up by the same puffy whisper in his eyes.

Before he could yawn when he came to the courtyard, Situ Xi ushered in a ruthless attack from Qixian.

"Is that so? Rest is important for martial arts practice, and remember to go to bed early. Qixian once again emphasized the importance of combining work and rest, "Then that's the end of today, I'll go to the gate first." ”

"Aren't there guards at the door?"

"They're less energetic than you are."

Also, those guards were sent by His Majesty to take care of him, guarding the door for a grounded son, this kind of errand is extremely easy for them, and it is estimated that they are a little slack.

"Okay, whatever you want, then I'll take the medicine first."

"Medication?" Qixian paused, "Are you sick?" Or is it hurt? ”

"No, I mentioned martial arts practice to the imperial doctor who took care of me recently, and he prescribed me two doses of medicine to warm my body after exercise." Situ Xi explained to him, "That old gentleman's name is Bian Qiao, he will come in a while, if you need it, you can also let him see if there are any hidden diseases for you." ”

"Bian Qiao?!" Qixian was suddenly startled.

"yes, what's wrong?" Situ Xi didn't know why he was making a fuss.

"No, is there a lot of medicine, I just exercised, and I need to take medicine."

……

"Youyousan, taking it for half a year can have the effect of lightening the body, this lightness really makes the body lighter? It doesn't make sense. After taking the medicinal bath, Situ Xi asked Qixian in the courtyard about this Youyousan, and he felt that the things that Qixian told him were very unscientific.

"There have indeed been rumors before, the traveling doctor Bian Qiao, the medical skills are extraordinary, and at the same time, the light skills are also good, and he has unique insights into martial arts, and it is said that his original excellent Yousan is of great help to people who want to practice light skills."

"Then the old man also knows martial arts? And it's amazing? Situ Xi was a little incredulous, Bian Lao looked kind, and his body was relatively thin, and he was actually a master.

"It's been a long time ago, it's all rumors from the past, and I also heard from the master, but his light skills are really powerful, and it is said that he can run five and a half on a vertical wall."

Five and a half fathoms, one fathom eight feet, one fifteen gets five, five eight forty.

One foot of the state of Chu is about a quarter of a meter in later generations.

Exaggeration, Situ Xi thinks it's quite exaggerated, didn't he say that there is no internal strength or anything like that?

However, these rumors do like to describe the facts very exaggeratedly, but no matter what, there is no wind and no waves, and Bian Lao is very powerful, which should be the truth.

Situ Xi thought of the small bottle of Youyousan that he got from Bian Lao yesterday, and made up his mind to have a good relationship with the old man during this time, it was so real!

"Childe, the old man is bothering again."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived.

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Situ Xi immediately got up and stepped forward.

"Elder Bian, the kid has been waiting for a long time!"

……

Yesterday, a mysterious storyteller came to the west of Xuan'an City.

Everyone only knows his surname, and he is a middle-aged man with profound knowledge.

And this Mr. Xiang became famous in the West Market in just one day.

And early this morning, he took a group of guards and two or three musicians to the open space in the West Market.

And at this moment, this originally empty venue has been surrounded by the people who came to see the excitement.

The people on the periphery couldn't get in, and most of them came here to listen to the book for the first time, just to have a good time.

"Isn't he just a storyteller? Haven't you ever seen the world? They are all reluctant to spend money, as long as they give a few pennies and silver, they can listen to a comfortable situation in the washer. ”

"Brother Tai, you only know one but you don't know the other, this Mr. Xiang's 'storytelling' is different from the so-called 'storytelling' you see in Vashe, you stand on tiptoe and see, the one he holds in his hand is called 'Tangmu', and there are musicians and singers behind him, Mr. Xiang's comments after telling the story are even more understandable and to the point."

"In fact, the most important thing is that he has a good book, and the old man has heard all the stories that storytellers in Xuan'an City often say, but when I listened to Mr. Xiang's "Yu Shi Mingyan" yesterday, I realized that the previous stories tasted like chewing wax."

"Yes, not only is the story vivid and thought-provoking, but some of the verses are also excellent."

"Stop arguing, stop arguing, it's time to start."

In the center of the crowd, Mr. Xiang was still sitting upright, and when he saw that it was almost time, he skillfully lifted the waking wood in his hand and slapped it again.

Smack-

"Ladies and gentlemen, we talked about yesterday, 'loving husband and wife, how to endure separation', and today, thanks to the flowers of Jinsefang, Xiaosheng has invited everyone to play a new song for you that she has composed recently, and the lyrics of this song are from the hands of the nine kings who topped the Xuan'an Fenghua list this spring."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar, and some people didn't know who the two people mentioned in his words were, but there were not a few people who had heard the names of these two people.

"Flower everyone?!"

"Really, what the hell is this gentleman?"

"Words of the Nine Kings?" An old man narrowed his eyes.

"Look, it's really a flower."

As they looked along, a woman with a face towel came from the side, she was not wearing a long skirt today, she was wearing a tight shirt, and two or three women were holding the harp for her.

It was another group of guards clearing the passage, and Hua Shaoying walked to the open space to set up the piano.

Mr. Xiang got up, turned his head and bowed to Hua Shaoying, and then patted the wood after sitting down.

"Don't be impatient, let's enjoy a piece of piano together."

Hua Shaoying didn't say much, she adjusted the piano, gently plucked the strings with her fingers, and after hearing the pitch, she gave a gesture to the women behind her.

The beautiful music came out, and everyone was slightly intoxicated.

"This song is called "Water Dragon Song"." The sound of the flower shake is clear and moving.

"It looks like a flower or a non-flower, and no one regrets to follow the teaching. Leaving home on the road, thinking about it is, ruthless and thoughtful. ”

"Lingering soft intestines, sleepy and delicate eyes, wanting to open and close. The dream follows the wind for thousands of miles, looking for a place to go, and is still called by the warbler. ”

"I don't hate this flower flying away, I hate the West Garden, it's hard to be red. After the rain, where is the trace? ”

"A pool of crushed pinch. Spring is three parts, two parts of dust, and one part of water. Looking at it carefully, it is not Yang Hua, it is a little bit of tears. ”

……

Qiashui House.

"Elder Bian, you sit, the kid makes tea for you." Situ Xi stretched out his hand and motioned to Bian Lao not to get up.

"Hahaha, Situ Gongzi, why are you so attentive today?" When Bian Lao saw him like this, he couldn't help but feel funny.

"It's nothing, the kid just wants to ask for some more Youyousan from you."

"Oh?" Bian Lao was surprised for a moment by his directness, "Don't worry, son, since the old man gave you the first bottle, he will not be stingy in the follow-up." ”