Tianyun Dongzhou, Pingyang City of Wei State. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the courtyard of Difu, on a martial arts training ground that is several zhang square, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy in a white robe is clumsily practicing a set of boxing techniques, the young man's body looks very thin and thin, and his slightly pale face has a lot of sweat stains at this time, and his expression looks very tired, but a pair of black eyes, still showing a stubborn and resolute gaze, continue to do various actions.

On a wooden chair not far away, a middle-aged man was sitting firmly, staring at the young man in the field with a serious face, this person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, his face looked angular, half an inch short beard, and his eyes were deep, which made people look quite angry and arrogant, until the young man barely finished a set of boxing techniques and said in a deep voice: "Stop and rest for a while,"

The young man dragged his tired body to a chair and sat down, gasping for breath, and his little face, which had just been a little pale, was slightly red at this time. The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed when he saw this: "Look at your body, you have just finished a set of basic and simple boxing techniques, you are physically exhausted, and when you practiced just now, you were even weaker in punching, and your horse step was unsteady, why don't you exercise well?" The young man bowed his head and was silent.

Suddenly, a middle-aged lady and a housekeeper-like subordinate came over, although the woman looked not very gorgeous, but very temperamental, very well maintained, at first glance it was a rich lady, if it wasn't for the betrayal of some crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, you wouldn't believe that this was a woman in her early forties. The butler looked to be fifty or sixty years old, and his beard was already gray.

The woman walked up to the young man with a look of kindness and distress on her face, took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on her face, "Chong'er, you're tired," and suddenly turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, "Master, you see that Chong'er is tired, can't you let him practice less every day? You yourself said that practicing martial arts is not an overnight effort, why be in such a hurry." There was a slight hint of blame on his face.

The housekeeper took the opportunity to hurriedly pour tea with the young man and the middle-aged man, and then stood aside with a smile on his face. The middle-aged man said angrily: "You are always used to him, and take your time, he is twelve years old this year, and if you don't hurry up to practice martial arts, you will miss the best opportunity, you can also see his body, is it okay to be so weak and not exercise?"

"Hmph, you still complain that I'm used to it, Wei'er was sent to the army by you when he just turned sixteen last year, and now only Chong'er is by my side, I'm not used to him, I know how to practice martial arts all day long, isn't it good for my family Chong'er to read and write?"

The middle-aged man was speechless for a moment when he saw this, but said to the butler: "Fu Bo, ask someone to prepare lunch, let's stop here today." "This Di Mansion has a history of almost two hundred years, Di family ancestors have been a great general, repeatedly made military exploits, was given the land by the imperial court, and hereditary titles, the local people know that this place used to be called Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, but in the past hundred years slowly declined, several generations in a row failed to be an official in the imperial court, and later because of some trivial things were cut off the title, despite this, but the descendants of several generations of painstaking management, plus the Di family ** are willing to give, for the righteousness, in the local still quite prestigious, deeply loved by the people.

Di Fei, the contemporary head of the family, in his early years, relied on the kung fu passed down by his ancestors to practice a good skill, barely ranked among the first-class masters, went south and north to fight for righteousness, and also broke out a chivalrous name in the rivers and lakes, quite a success, it is this that makes him bent on restoring the glory of his ancestors.

The sun was setting in the west, and just after that time, Di Chong slowly walked out of his bedroom, looking lazy, and stretched at the door, before walking slowly in the direction of the west wing. Although the Di family has declined in recent years, after all, it is still a big family, the family is quite solid, the west wing has set up a private school, invited a gentleman to ask the children to read and write, in addition to the children of the Di family, the children of the housekeeper servants of the Di family who come to the private school, as well as some children of some neighbors who are better in the neighborhood and the Di family, although they charge some meager fees, but it is a great good thing for the family who is not very good, so there are more than a dozen school-age children studying here.

In the classroom, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe with a square scarf on his head sat on the podium, holding a book in his hand and was flipping through it, Di Chong walked in and bowed to the scribe and said "Hello sir", the scribe replied softly "Hmm", when he saw that it was Di Chong who came in from the corner of his eye, he slowly put down the book, at this time Di Chong had already sat in his seat, and the scribe smiled at him.

Suddenly, Di Chong's eyes rolled, and he asked: "Mr. Xu, do you say that those immortals mentioned in the strange legends really exist? They can really live forever? And there are also those earth-shaking magic powers?" Seeing Di Chong's yearning look, the gentleman smiled and returned: "This maybe, after all, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, just like you, I just tell some legends and stories from books or some old people, even if they really exist, we ordinary people are not so easy to see." By the way, you've recently started martial arts training with your father, and you've made progress. ”

Di Chong's expression immediately became listless, "Alas, don't mention it, it's been several months, I can't even practice the most basic Fuhu boxing, and I made my father angry, and I was beaten with rattan several times, and I still have pain in my butt when I think about it." In fact, you have always been a smart child, but the practice of martial arts can't arouse your interest, so you don't think about it, you have read a lot of books, and you should also understand many of them. "Actually, I don't know these truths, my father forced me to practice martial arts for my own good, I'm just not very interested in these, listening to you Jiang tell so many stories of heroes on the rivers and lakes, I am also very yearning." "What you hear is only the deeds of those heroes after their martial arts successes, and the hardships they paid when they first learned martial arts are far from what you can imagine, but people often pay attention to their beautiful side. "Mr. Xu has been earnestly persuading.

"Sir, who did you say these martial arts were created, isn't there a little easier to practice?" "Oh, it is rumored that these are all from those immortals who have turned over the river and the sea, due to the limited qualifications of mortals, they can only practice these simplest ** moves for them, compared to those immortals, they also started from this most basic thing." Hearing Mr. Xu's answer, Di Chong couldn't help but fall into a deep thought. As the two of them talked, other students also rushed to the class one after another, and after a while, Lang Lang's voice of reading came out.

Di Chong was lying on the bed at night, and from time to time the pictures of those books flashed in his mind, and every time he thought of these Di Chong, he was full of excitement, how good it would be if he could have such an ability one day.

When I think back to today's conversation with Mr. Xu, my face showed a solemn look, whether it is those immortals or those heroes of the rivers and lakes, they all started from this most basic thing, and it is time for me to think about practicing martial arts, even if I can't reach the height of those immortals, I will be a hero who walks the rivers and lakes in the future, and it is not bad to be a hero.

Just after the fifth watch the next day, a little maid shouted to him outside Di Chong's door to get up, and after a while, the door actually opened, Di Chong had already dressed and walked out, the little maid showed a surprised expression, her small mouth opened slightly, it was really strange, this little young master didn't shout three or five times before, and sometimes he even had to scare him with "the old man came over with a rattan" to scream, and today it was so abnormal.

Di Chong arrived at the martial arts training ground early, and when he saw that his father had not yet arrived, he slowly did some warm-up movements, while thinking about what his father taught, and thought carefully about each place, he had already made up his mind to start practicing martial arts well.

When Di Fei came to the martial arts training ground, he saw that Di Chong had arrived early, and he was also puzzled, what happened to this stinky boy today, could it be enlightened, and then he began to guide Di Chong to practice boxing without thinking too much.

After a while of cultivation, Di Fei was also secretly surprised in his heart, Di Chong's performance today was indeed unexpected, not only compared to yesterday's improvement, but also very serious and meticulous in every action, and his heart was not only happy, but also full of relief.

However, no one knew that their father and son were quietly approaching them.