Zhangzhou.

As soon as the morning dawned, Wang Cheng, who was wearing a black practice uniform, had already started boxing in the yamen courtyard.

After ten days of recuperation, most of his body has recovered, and his activities are no longer restricted.

In fact, on the seventh day he was already able to walk on the ground, and he was not an idle man, so he naturally did not want to lie down in bed.

People in the world are always different, some people like to lie down, a lie is a day or two, or even a few days, there are also people who don't like to lie down, like to move, and they are uncomfortable if they don't move.

Wang Cheng belongs to the latter, and many years of military life have long been integrated into his bones, and it is difficult to change it.

Therefore, after being able to walk on the ground, he would go to the courtyard every morning to box.

It was still the Fuhu Fist, from the beginning to the end, a total of 128 styles were beaten down, and it took nearly half an hour, which was ten times that of usual.

After this set of punches fell, his clothes were all soaked with sweat.

Wang Cheng hasn't played so slowly for a long time, except that he was relatively unfamiliar when he first started learning, and now he has a different understanding of playing so slowly.

When he first learned, he never came to the meeting, but now he has long passed the realm of "meeting", and he can understand the essence of it even more if he plays so slowly and carefully.

It's like a graduate student solving a junior high school math problem, and he can not only solve the correct answer, but also use a variety of methods to solve the problem.

You don't even have to do the math on scratch paper, you can write the correct answer after a few glances, as if you have seen the essence behind the problem.

Wang Cheng had a feeling in his heart that the one hundred and twenty-eight "Fuhu Fist" moves were a bit too much, and there were many moves that he could not use at all, and directly hit the most direct and effective move.

His eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Could it be that I have reached a new realm with Fuhu Fist?" ”

Martial artists practice martial arts, if they only focus on improving their personal cultivation, they will never become masters.

Cultivation is like that pool of water, and it will always be just a pool of water when you put it there. If this pool of water is lifted to the sky, it has a powerful destructive power, and the method of making this pool of water powerful is an indispensable part of the warrior becoming a strong man.

Therefore, while improving the cultivation, the martial artist must also practice the moves hard, and whether the moves are practiced well or not, and whether they can play a powerful power depends on the individual's comprehension of boxing.

"The teacher once said that there are five realms of boxing, namely, willingness, rightness, skillfulness, wonderfulness, and absoluteness. In terms of the comprehension of Fuhu Fist, I should have reached the level of wonder. ”

Wang Cheng remembered the words of his teacher Zhang Xiaosheng, if one day he practiced "Fuhu Boxing" to the realm of "wonderful", he could be regarded as a teacher.

"Fuhu Boxing" is created by a generation of boxing champion Nanshan Tiger, broad and profound, even the people who have reached this realm in the Nanjia today are only a handful.

Most people are still at the level of "knowing" and "right", and the more outstanding disciples have barely reached the level of "skill", which can change, adapt, and be flexible.

Wonderful, exquisite, only the top group of people in the South family have reached this level.

As for the higher-level "absolute", he has practiced a unique skill, and only a few old guys from the Nan family have reached it, and all of them are great masters who are famous all over the world.

Wang Cheng struck while the iron was hot and hit the ups and downs of the tiger again.

The action is still not very fast, but every move and style is extremely powerful.

didn't use any true qi, and relied on his strength alone to make a "whirring" sound.

As the whole body was activated, the meridians in the body became more and more smooth, and Wang Cheng immediately used his true qi.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

……

Every punch was thrown out with a fist of true qi that was almost substantial, and the courtyard wall that was more than ten meters away was cracked, and the loud noise alarmed everyone else in the courtyard.

A few guards wanted to come in and take a look, but with a wave of their hand, several of them immediately retreated.

The person who came was in his thirties, wearing a cyan robe, with two mustaches at the corners of his mouth, and a scribe's hat on his head, which was Liu Qingsheng, the chief historian.

It wasn't until Wang Cheng finished beating the whole set of Fuhu boxing that Liu Qingsheng walked into the courtyard and said, "The adult has been so seriously injured, and he can recover in just ten days, he is really a celestial." ”

Wang Cheng gathered his momentum and stood, his face covered with sweat, as if he had just jumped out of the water.

Liu Qingsheng immediately stepped forward and handed him a cloth towel.

Wang Cheng took it and wiped his face, and said, "When will Mr. learn to flatter?" ”

"This is not flattery, if you are other martial artists, even if you are a martial arts master, most of them are already dead. Not only do adults not, but now they are even more alive and vibrant, how can they be compared to mortals? Liu Qingsheng said.

"You didn't come so early today to tell me this, did you?" Wang Cheng said.

Liu Qingsheng put away his smile and said, "The reward from the imperial court has come down. ”

"Oh?"

Wang Cheng was taken aback and said, "How could the reward of the imperial court come so quickly this time?" ”

"It's a military post, and normally you can get here in five days." Liu Qingsheng said.

"So, you should have been here yesterday?"

Wang Cheng frowned, until now he had not received any news, let alone the envoy who issued the edict.

He looked at Liu Qingsheng and wondered, "How did Mr. know this?" ”

Liu Qingsheng's eyes dodged, hesitated for a while, and decided to say it.

"Actually, the rewards of Lord Bao, General Li Lin, General Zhang Han and others have all come down."

Wang Cheng's face changed, he could hear it, there was no him among the people who rewarded him!

It's not that he cares about this reward very much, but the Son of Heaven clearly has another deep meaning.

"The imperial court issued an edict ordering people to escort adults into Beijing, and the king emphasized in the edict that the people from the Tai Hospital should treat the adults' injuries." Liu Qingsheng said.

"Heal?"

Wang Cheng frowned, he's almost fucking good now, and he's still a fart!

Besides, the medical skills of those doctors in the Tai Hospital may not be as good as him, who treats whom?

"My lord, I think this is a good thing." Liu Qingsheng said.

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, "The situation in the west has just been opened, and it is still unstable. Once the Xia State sends a large army to attack, it is also possible that the land of the four states captured will also be taken again. ”

Liu Qingsheng thought so, but he still persuaded him: "Since the king has recalled the adult, he must have made arrangements here, and the adult does not need to worry too much." ”

He continued: "Your Excellency has recovered Shanyang and Lingwu in one fell swoop, and has made great achievements, which only Ninghou can match. If the adults are recalled this time, there will be a heavy reward, at least a marquis, and the official position will definitely be promoted again. Maybe the king wants to see the general, who is sacred. ”

"You!" Wang Cheng shook his head.

The two then chatted a little more.

From Liu Qingsheng's mouth, Wang Cheng learned that Bao Zheng was made a township marquis, Li Lin was made a marquis of Guannei, and Zhang Han and Hu Jiawei were all made viscounts.

Zhang Han has also been completely turned from the original acting Zhonglang general, and Hu Jiawei has also been named Zhonglang general because of his achievements several times.

Zhu Bangguo, who died in battle, was posthumously awarded the title of General Huaihua and Marquis of Guannei, and the title of Marquis of Guannei was inherited by his only son Zhu Pengfei.

As for other meritorious soldiers, they should wait for the military department to determine their merits, and then discuss the meritorious deeds one by one.

Noon.

Wang Cheng was about to eat when a tough voice came from outside the door.

"Good boy, don't wait for the old man to eat!"

The words fell, and Bao Zheng, who was dressed in a brown cloth coat, walked in.

As soon as Wang Cheng saw him, he immediately asked his subordinates to prepare tableware and let them hurry up to prepare a hot pot.

Since Bao Zheng has eaten hot pot once, every time he goes to Wang Cheng's territory, he will definitely eat again.

He's completely in love with this.

Bao Zheng didn't say anything polite to Wang Cheng, so he casually found a place to sit down under Wang Cheng, and said: "I haven't seen you for a few days, your kid's complexion is getting better and better day by day, and it is estimated that in a few days, your kid will be able to recover as before." ”

"Thanks to the elixir given by the adults." Wang Cheng said gratefully.

Bao Zheng waved his hand and said: "Your kid's body is really enviable, fierce as a dragon, the ancients don't deceive me!" ”

Wang Cheng smiled and said nothing, suddenly remembered something, and said: "I haven't congratulated my lord on his meritorious service and his name will go down in history." ”

"You know this?" Bao Zheng stopped his chopsticks.

Seeing Wang Cheng nodding, he continued: "You don't have any mustard, the reward for your merits will definitely be above the old man." The king summoned you to Beijing this time, and there must be a more important task entrusted to you. ”

"A more important task?"

Wang Cheng frowned, it was really the same as he thought, but what was the matter?

He looked at Bao Zheng and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Bao Zheng reaching out.

"Don't ask the old man, the old man is just guessing, and you have to wait until you go back to find out."

Wang Cheng had no choice but to keep this question in his heart.

After a while, the hot pot had been served, and it was a pot prepared for Bao Zheng alone.

Bao Zheng impatiently brushed a few pieces of mutton and put them in his mouth, and said with satisfaction: "Comfortable!" ”

"Boy, it's still your family's chef craftsmanship, although the chefs you gave to the old man can also make it, but it doesn't taste as good as your family's cooking."

Wang Cheng explained: "The crafts are taught by one person, and if you don't believe it, you can ask." ”

"You kid!"

Bao Zheng looked at Wang Cheng, shook his head, and said, "No one told you, don't you know how to chat?" ”

Wang Cheng laughed twice, someone really said something similar to him.

said that he has an IQ, no emotional intelligence, a temper as a cow, and is not tactful enough.

Every time he laughed at it, it was something carved into his bones, and it was hard to change.

"That's it! I won't talk to you! ”

Bao Zheng put down his chopsticks, his expression suddenly became very serious, and said, "There are a few things to remind you." ”

When Wang Cheng heard this, he immediately realized that the point was coming, otherwise Bao Zheng would not have worked hard for this trip.

He quickly sat up straight and said, "My lord, please speak." ”

Bao Zheng said solemnly: "This time when you enter Beijing, the old man suggests that you don't be in a hurry, walk more, go around more, and it's not too late to enter Beijing in a month." ”

"Coming to Beijing in a month?" Wang Cheng didn't understand.

It stands to reason that the king's edicts have come down, shouldn't he enter Beijing as soon as possible? Why do you want him to enter Beijing in a month?

So slowly, Zhou Zhaowu would not cut off his head.