Liyang

Duvowe's mansion

At the back of the main hall, there is a small square enclosed by wooden stakes, which is square in shape, about 20 meters long and wide, distributed from east to west, and a small opening is cut at the wooden stakes on the west side, which is the only door to enter and exit. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the info square, the ground paved with smoothed stones is tightly combined so that there are almost no gaps, and a weapon rack is placed on the north and south sides, and the rack is full of conventional blades such as knives, swords, guns, and sticks. At first glance, it is a small martial arts training ground.

"Go and pick the one you like. ”

Du Fuwei brought the two teenage children to the center of the martial arts training ground, pointed to the weapon racks on both sides and said in a muffled voice.

The two children moved in response to the call, looked around the weapon rack, one took the sword straight, walked back to Du Fuwei and stood in front of him, and the other here touched each weapon and took the handle of the knife and waved it, and then seemed to nod with satisfaction before walking back to Du Fuwei.

His eyes slowly swept over the two children, one was calm and silent, and the other was naughty, Du Fuwei couldn't help but look complicated, the more he looked, the more he felt that other people's children were good, his face was flat, and he glared at the children.

"Stand Up"

Hearing this, the child didn't seem to be afraid, blinked his eyes, stuck out his tongue, and saw Du Fuwei's face gradually change, and his eyes seemed to spew fire, so he patted his chest like a little lamb and barely stood still.

"Dejun, give me a horse step for an hour first, and if you can't squat, you are not allowed to eat. ”

Jumping out of the child showed a hint of crying, but he still quickly squatted up there.

For people who practice martial arts, in addition to talent, the heart is also very important, perseverance, hard work, and diligent people can often go farther than others in martial arts, Du Fuwei knows this very well, looking at his own son and other people's apprentices in front of him, he has a feeling of difference between superior and inferior.

A person with great talent and excellent heart is difficult to become a master, in stark contrast to the average talent and unstable heart, and it takes a lot of hard work to become a master. Looking at his actions, the superior one is more diligent and steady, but the poor one is frivolous and casual, and over time, the two are still comparable.

"Give me a good squat"

Gently kicked on the ass of the jumping child, and the whole person suddenly fell to the ground like a frame, and tears began to roll in his eyes.

Ignoring the pained look of his own child, he turned his head and said.

"Wu Ming, let's dance the swordsmanship you learned first. ”

"Hmm"

Wu Ming nodded simply, the whole person took five steps back, no more, no less, the long sword in his hand swung hard, there was no doubt that this sword made of fine iron was much heavier than the wooden stick and wooden sword used on weekdays. After a set of basic movements, his face flushed and sweated.

Looking at Wu Ming, who gritted his teeth and insisted on finishing a set of basic swordsmanship, Du Fuwei showed a smile on his face, nodded, turned his head and looked at Du Dejun who was squatting and walking with an earthy face, and his face sank again.

Soon, facing the west gate, he waved his big hand and said:

"Go and ask Lord Changshi, find two swords to make the best person"

Soon after, the servant came with two middle-aged soldiers, one with eyes as sharp as a sword, and the other with a rugged and heroic face. Seeing Du Fuwei, he greeted him in unison.

Du Fuwei waved his robe, let the two of them dispense with etiquette, and said:

"In the future, you will be responsible for teaching these two children martial arts moves, and your position in the army will be put aside for the time being. ”

The two of them raised their eyes and looked in the direction of Du Fuwei's fingers, and when they saw Du Dejun who was squatting on a horse, there was an incredible look in their eyes:

Isn't this a little boy?

The general manager of martial arts is unique in the world, why not teach it himself?

The two of them were suspicious in their hearts, and looked at Du Fuwei again.

Duvowe smiled without saying a word, and then said:

"Wu Ming, come here"

"If you use a sword, teach him!" said the sharp man pointing to the sword at his waist.

"Yes"

Concocted the same method, and pointed Du Dejun to the rugged man with a single knife in his hand, Du Fuwei looked at the four of them with satisfaction and nodded.

After the arrangement, he instructed the two of them to say a few words, and then went out.

As soon as he returned to his residence, a subordinate outside came to report with a happy face: Ye Gongzi asked someone to send back a batch of weapons.

Suddenly, Du Fuwei suspected that his ears had heard it wrong, and asked his subordinates to say it again, and when he heard it for the second time, it was no longer wrong, and he immediately became depressed and asked what was going on.

The subordinate said it quickly, and Du Fuwei couldn't help but be surprised when he heard it, and couldn't help but curse in his mouth:

Good fucking luck.

Then he thought of the academy that Ye Mu had ordered to set up before leaving, and asked again how the newly opened academy in the city was.

The subordinate said of what he had heard:

I heard that it was very popular with everyone, and it has recruited thousands of students, and now everyone praises the founder of the academy for his great merit and wisdom.

Well, Du Fuwei frowned depressedly again, and there was a burst of envy in his heart, why did he take all the good things, and the whole person was a little resentful.

Ye Mu was thousands of miles away, and he didn't know that he was itching in his heart with Du Fuwei's envy.

The closer to the canal, the more prosperous it is, here is between Yangzhou and Yuhang, the boats on the river come and go, the riverside wharf, the flow of people is like weaving, the big and small gangs are gathered here to trade, the Haisha Gang and the Giant Kun Gang, their private salt, also more secret transactions here, the wharf is their territory.

Looking at the beautiful spring scenery by the river, the prosperous world of people coming and going, along the way, taking a boat between the lakes and rivers, shuttling, full of fun, intuition everything is infinitely beautiful, the only fly in the ointment is estimated that there should be more cultural atmosphere here, to correspond to this beautiful scenery.

According to the news from Ye Jichen, the Giant Kun Gang and the Haisha Gang often haunt this area to complete their transactions.

After wandering for a long time, they finally found the location of a giant Kun gang, which was a hidden place, close to the river, with rows of ferries for boats, enough to moor hundreds of boats, and behind the ferry, there was a large courtyard, which should be their base on land.

Stopping the boat and going ashore, stepping on the plank, two guards armed with guns and sticks immediately walked over and blocked Ye Mu.

"Giant Kun Gang, let's go!"

The tone was fierce, with a vicious expression, it seemed that if Ye Mu dared to take a step forward, he would kill Ye Mu with the gun and stick in his hand.

In this regard, Ye Mu smiled indifferently.

"Go and inform your Xu Gang Master, the deceased is visiting. ”

Hearing this, the two had no intention of going in to report, and still blocked Ye Mu on the edge of the ferry.

The two guards looked at the scholar in front of them very vigilantly, if it was any other time, they would definitely go in immediately to report, but today a group of brothers had already secretly followed a few gang leaders out, and only Chen Lao was left in the gang, so I had to wonder what the purpose of this scholar in front of me was. The two nodded to each other and shot together, swinging their guns and sticks, and smashed towards Ye Mu.

Ye Mu was taken aback, he didn't expect these two guards to shoot directly, so closely, in a hurry, he slapped it with one palm.

A hasty palm, without much strength, was able to knock away the spears and sticks in the hands of the two guards.

"This isn't hospitality, is it?" Ye Mu said with some anger looking at the two guards who were stumbling backwards and almost fell to the ground.

Hearing this, the two guards looked at each other very ashamedly, and felt that the person in front of them looked very much like he had come to meet friends, not like he had come to find fault, and one of them bowed his head and said:

"Childe, please forgive me, Gang Master Xu is not here today, I will go and ask Gong Chen to come out. He picked up the spear from the ground and crossed the plank bridge and went into the courtyard inside.

Seeing this, Ye Mu put away his anger a little, stood on the bridge of the ferry with his hands, and waited with peace of mind.