Xia Ye didn't take the relationship with Mu Dakang seriously. He still respected the old man in his heart, and said with a smile: "Of course not, Miss Mu is also supporting the old man." Mu Dakang shook his head, turned around and said, "Poetry, you go home first, I'll play with Xia Xiaozi here and then go back." ”

"Grandpa, I'll accompany you." Mu Shiqing said. Mu Dakang shook his head and glanced at Wang Zhenghe inadvertently.

The meaning was obvious, Mu Shiqing immediately felt it, so she said, "Then the granddaughter will go home." ”

"Go back, go back!" Mu Dakang is also afraid that there are too many people here, which will make the masters stop shooting.

Wang Zhenghe was already the appearance of the old gods at the moment, as if he was out of his body, and he didn't hear their greetings at all.

After Mu Shiqing left, he said on a summer night: "Old man, Wang Daochang, let's all sit down." Wang Zhenghe smiled and nodded.

Everyone sat down on the sofa and immediately talked about this set of kung fu.

"According to the old man's view, this kung fu does combine the meaning of Wudang Tai Chi and the profound Dan Gong, but for ordinary people, the threshold is still too high." Lin Zhengying shook his head.

"Grandpa, there is just some true transmission of the Five Fowl Opera in the door, maybe it can be used to learn from Wang Daochang." Wang Zhenghe opened his eyes and looked at Lin Zhengying: "The true biography of the five poultry operas? ”

"Hehe, the five fowl operas in Bian Quemen's Gate are also manuscripts, but it should be the most important existing solitary book in the empire." Lin Zhengying said with a smile.

In Bian Quemen, there are many ancient classics on the Chinese medicine side. Although the five poultry opera is a gymnastics on the bad street, there are many differences in the different versions.

For example, the modern Five Fowl Opera, after years of improvement and changes, is actually very different from the original version of the Five Fowl Opera.

Although it is still the legacy left by Hua Tuo, there is still a big difference. The five poultry dramas preserved in Bian Quemen, since Lin Zhengying dares to guarantee it, there will be no fakes.

"Boss, the five poultry operas preserved by our Bian Que Gate are closest to the original version, after all, the five poultry operas have developed so far, forming different genres and different genres, for example, in Hua Tuo's hometown, Huizhou is now mainly the five poultry operas passed down by Dong Wenhuan and Liu Shirong, and this kind of kung fu is very close to the original version."

"But the inheritance of our Bian Que Gate is the five bird opera created by Hua Tuo on the basis of the two bird operas of "Zhuangzi" and the Xiong Jing Bird Shen, which is the closest to the original version! The effectiveness is also very different, if it can be mixed into the set of Wang Daochang's kung fu, it may be able to lower the threshold and allow ordinary people to practice. "My eyes lit up on a summer night.

It's just that Mu Dakang on the side was a little puzzled: "The old man doesn't understand, brother, what are you going to do?" Xia Ye naturally told Mu Dakang about the matter of medical and martial arts.

After listening to this, he sighed.

"The matter of the Medical Martial Arts Hall, my Mu family, will definitely support it! Coupled with the endorsement of many masters, this set of kung fu will definitely be carried forward! "Mu Dakang was overjoyed.

He knew that Xia Ye was not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that he was so young and so big.

"You're right, the empire's traditional Chinese medicine and national arts are indeed in decline, but it's not that simple to preserve it." Xia Ye smiled: "So, old man, I have invested in Bian Quemen and Wudang Mountain successively, for this day." ”

"No, no, no, it's not enough!" Mu Dakang shook his head.

"Not enough?"

"Imperial medicine and martial arts, inherited for thousands of years, have a profound heritage, and it is not a Bian Que Gate or a Wudang Mountain that can be included in it." Mu Dakang said seriously.

Wang Zhenghe and Lin Zhengying nodded again and again. Although they don't know Mu Dakang, this old man's bearing and vision still have it, and like their Boss Xia, he has a lot of pattern.

Summer Night fell into a deep groan: "Then what do you suggest, old man?" ”

"Traditional Chinese medicine and national arts, over the years, the empire has also been doing, and many organizations and institutions have emerged, at the beginning may have a good intention, but later, they will all deteriorate, brother, you should also know that medical martial arts is a great cause, and it has a lot of profits, and there are many people who make a lot of money by this, drawing blood and sucking marrow, in order not to promote medical martial arts and let it flourish, but to make a sum of money and run, it is purely a ticket trick!"

"So brother, no matter how clean your original intention is now, we all believe that you have a pure heart, but this business is too big, and you will understand when you become bigger in the future, even in your own industry, there are many people who will lie on you to suck blood and pump your bone marrow, they don't have such a big pattern, they just want to make money." The summer night fell into a deep groan.

He really thought about this question. But what can he do? Don't you still have to do it? This business is like a charity, true and false, there are countless people, but no matter what, there are always a group of people who are serious about doing things without regrets.

Xia Ye doesn't have so much dedication, he just wants to do what he can, even if he still can't do it in the future, but he uses his own hands to advance the medical and martial arts career a little bit, and that can be regarded as a success!

"Old man, I don't want to succeed, just do it first." Summer Night said lightly. From this sentence, everyone hears the cheerfulness and vastness of the summer night.

When things are done well, make it to the extreme, and it will naturally bear fruit! …… In the evening, Mu Dakang returned home and called Mu Wentao and Mu Huayi back.

"Old man, what's wrong? There's a lot going on in the company. Mu Wentao entered the house in a hurry.

Mu Huayi followed closely behind, and he was also a servant of the dust, and recently the Mu Group and Muwu Pharmaceutical had a lot of things waiting for them to do.

I can't get busy. But the old man called, and An dared not to come back?

"Grandpa, are you sick?" Mu Hua saw that the old man was so solemn and did not smile, so he asked.

Mu Dakang shook his head: "From today onwards, you will come back once a day to practice kung fu and boxing with the old man!" ”

"Huh?" Everyone looked confused and looked at each other.

"What's going on, old man?"

"Boxing? What punches? ”

"Grandpa, the pharmacy is very busy, what kind of kung fu do you let us practice? There was no time at all. Mu Dakang didn't listen at all, and said in a deep voice: "No, you have to practice, all of you have to practice, you can't ask for leave!" "The four grandchildren are in distress.

Seeing that the old man was so persistent, as if he couldn't make sense at all, Mu Wentao turned his head to look at Mu Shiqing: "What's wrong with the old man?" You and the second child are at home every day, tell us quickly, what happened? Mu Shiqing sighed: "That summer night, I don't know where to invite a wild Taoist priest, a kung fu, the old man is very interested, and he also practiced it, I don't know if it has any effect." ”