It was the young girl who grabbed Yang Fenglou's sleeve.

Yang Fenglou was stunned.

The girl's face was flushed with shame, and even if her face was covered with pink makeup, she couldn't hide that blush.

The circles under his eyes were still slightly red, but there was no sadness just now, and instead of joy, and a different kind of emotion.

This girl dared to act, even if her face was flushed, she still didn't let go, but raised her head and said: "Shaoxia's great kindness, it is difficult to repay it, please give Shaoxia a name, so that the little woman can miss it in her heart." ”

Yang Fenglou was stunned again, just now his waist card fell to the ground, most people saw it, besides, Liu Dayin "Fenglou" and "Yang Family Dalang" called for a long time, doesn't this girl know what her name is?

As if seeing through Yang Fenglou's thoughts, the girl spoke again: "Shaoxia hasn't told me your name yet...... Tell me ...... in person."

The voice is like a mosquito, and the face is full of beauty.

"Yang Fenglou. ”

This young man, with some pride in his eyes, and some expectation, his eyes are looking directly, his mouth is slightly open, if he drools a little, it is a standard pig face.

"Poof......

The girl smiled.

Bright, beautiful, and in an instant, it occupies all the brilliance of the world.

"My surname is Nie ......"

The girl wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the cheers around her.

In the Tang Dynasty, although the atmosphere was open, up to the princes and ministers, down to the peddlers and pawns, they did not pay so much attention to the defense of men and women, but the girl's current behavior was definitely shocking, and it caused the people around to applaud for a while, which was called a ghost crying wolf.

The girl finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she casually stuffed the handkerchief she had been holding in her hand to Yang Fenglou, and fled in the laughter of everyone, throwing a young man who looked like a pig brother in place.

Yang Fenglou held a handkerchief in his hand, and there was a faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, and his heart was beating wildly.

In ancient times, things such as handkerchiefs and sachets used by young girls often had a special meaning if they were given to a young man.

Look down.

Mandarin ducks playing in the water!

This means too obvious!

Yang Fenglou was looking up, but he could only watch the girl's back disappear into the crowd, so far the fairy trail was faint, and he could no longer find it, Yang Fenglou almost turned into a bully who robbed the people's daughter, but considering the image of the young man in the girl's mind, he could only give up.

I can only wait for fate again......

With a long sigh, he pushed everyone open and turned back to the house.

When Yang Fenglou was lying on the bed, the figure of the girl surnamed Nie gradually disappearing kept appearing in his mind, which was really haunting his dreams.

Suddenly smiled dumbly, Yang Fenglou shook his head, after becoming famous, I don't know how many beauties in and out of the circle I have seen, what wealthy daughters, what small jasper, whether it is thick and colorful, or plain face, it is difficult to impress herself, that girl surnamed Nie is just a face covered with oil, and she let herself be so unavoidable, what is wrong now? Could it be that this fifteen-year-old body is about to move?

Shaking his head again, Yang Fenglou no longer thought about the girl, but recalled his various encounters this day, and went to the right dragon martial army to report and understand the Yang family, watching a primitive military drama but seeing the children of the powerful oppression and kindness, a scoundrel in the market can also act righteously, but a group of Beisi forbidden army who eat imperial food is fighting for the tiger, if it is not for some relationship with the Liu brothers, if it is not for the "long hammer" that I got by chance, I am afraid that he is not lying in bed now, but lying on the hospital bed.

A long time ago, Yang Fenglou heard a sentence that when you can't change the world, you have to change yourself.

This Tang Dynasty, this Chang'an, this Jianghu, so far is only the tip of the iceberg, naturally it is difficult to change, but he can change himself.

Yang Fenglou stiffened a carp and jumped off the bed.

Go to the courtyard and play Luohan boxing.

The shelves are dignified, the moves are refined, and the eighteen-way Luohan boxing can be called the simplest road.

This set of Luohan boxing, which has already become a small success, is in Yang Fenglou's hands, and tonight, it is different.

Inspired by the "gongs and drums, the long hammer", Yang Fenglou wanted to integrate the bare hands of Peking Opera into Luohan boxing.

It is one of the basic skills of Peking Opera actors and even opera actors, mainly for the actors to perform the fighting scenes in the martial arts and learn and train the skills and routines, there are long handles that use big swords and spears, there are short handles that use swords, and empty-handed freehand handles, also called hand handles.

Yang Fenglou wants to integrate into Luohan Boxing, that is, with his bare hands.

This matter is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say.

It is easy to say, mainly because Zigong itself originates from martial arts, and it itself is a clever combination of the speed of martial arts tricks and the handsomeness of Peking Opera performances.

It's hard to say, but it's because Zigong is a way of performing after all, paying more attention to performance rather than lethality, reducing it to martial arts tricks, and having considerable lethality, this process is very tortuous and difficult.

Fortunately, Yang Fenglou has a solid foundation and deep perseverance, plus he has already cultivated Luohan Boxing, even though this matter is difficult, it is also advancing little by little.

Time flowed slowly in Yang Fenglou's concentration.

After eating dinner again in a daze, his mother He seemed to be talking to him about something, but Yang Fenglou was completely immersed in the world of Luohan Boxing and Gongzigong, and completely turned a deaf ear.

The "wind in the ears" suddenly became bigger.

"Smack!"

A slap was slapped the back of Yang Fenglou's head.

He's.

"I see that this kid of yours is a demonic barrier, what did you just tell you? Did you hear everything?"

Yang Fenglou shook his head blankly.

"What's wrong with you in the past three days? I'm going to the Right Dragon Martial Army tomorrow, even if you're officially in the army, you're always like this, but how can you make your mother feel at ease......

It turned out that three days had passed.

Yang Fenglou listened to He's nagging with a bitter face.

The heart is more bitter.

If you want to integrate Zigong into Luohan Boxing, it is absolutely impossible to achieve it overnight, except for the "long hammer" that you can get by a clever hand, Yang Fenglou only has a little experience in one move after three full days of exploration, and when he deduced to the most critical time, he was awakened by He's slap, and wanted to make persistent efforts, but sadly found that his thoughts could not be connected.

In desperation, he sighed secretly, and could only find another opportunity in the future.

The next day, before dawn, Yang Fenglou, who had forgotten to sleep and eat for three days, was blasted out of the house by the He family, and he didn't care about eating.

Yang Fenglou had to go to the Right Dragon Martial Army hungry, arrived at the Imperial City Danfeng Gate, and after showing his waist card, he passed through the entire West Garden, but was taken to a small courtyard in the middle of the city, which was not the station of the Right Dragon Martial Army.

The chamberlain who led the way kept a cold face and didn't say a word until he left.

Fortunately, there are already a lot of people here, not very old, who are gathering in twos and threes, talking about something in a whisper.

Yang Fenglou stood in the courtyard, and before he had time to look at the surrounding environment, he heard someone greet him.

"Da Lang...... Yang Jiadalang...... Yang Tai, this way, this way......"

But he was a big man, nine feet tall, unusually strong, with a full beard that covered his slightly immature face.

This thing is called Song Yan, he is Song Hao's only son, he has been interested in the affairs of the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and he is one of the few friends of Yang Tai before.

Yang Fenglou can be regarded as the "first time" to see this guy, and he can't help but sigh, this thing is obviously only seventeen years old this year, and his beard has grown so ferociously, how many male hormones must be worshipped......

I just wanted to say hello, but unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred.

A figure rushed behind Song Yan at a lightning speed, and with a fluttering palm, he slipped Song Yan, who was nine feet tall, on his head.

It was an old man, and he didn't look at Song Yan, who had fallen to the ground, and glanced around at the many teenagers in the courtyard, hehe sneered again and again, and then said:

"After you are all nobles, most of you have a lot to do with our Right Dragon Martial Army, however, since you have entered the barracks today, you must abide by the rules of our Right Dragon Martial Army, I will tell you the first rule now, you must not be called by your real name, if you want to call it, use the code name ......"

As he spoke, the old man glanced at Song Yan and clenched his fists slightly.

"The head is quite hard, so I'll call you 'stone' in the future......"

"In addition, I am the first instructor you entered the Right Dragon Martial Army, you can call me 'old man', now, you all think about your own code name, and follow me into the house, I will tell you, you will face in the future, the rivers and lakes ......"