The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(1)
The wind is crisp and soft, and it's late spring again. The peach blossoms on the riverside have already revealed their decline, embracing the vast water of the Han River, flowing smoothly and slowly to the south.
"The heart-broken river is about to end in spring, and the staff and quinoa slowly stand on the Fangzhou. The crazy catkins are blown away by the wind, and the light peach blossoms are chased by the water." This poem "Quatrains and Flowing" was written by Du Fu when he was trapped in Sichuan. . The chanter was an old Confucian by the river. He had early spots on his temples and a sad face. Behind him, a peach blossom seemed to have fallen like snow, drifting away with the current.
A man in black had been standing behind him for a long time. Hearing this poem, he looked at the bright and moist flowers on the tree, and suddenly became anxious: "The birds and flowers in the forest! They all have their mouths split, and they smile so hard that they are not tired of you." !" With a flick of his sleeves, the peach trees beside him were filled with falling flowers, and a bird jumped into the sky in surprise, chirping and circling.
When the old scholar heard the noise, he turned around and saw a dark object squatting not far away, with a pair of copper bells with big eyes glowing green. The old Confucian's heart was beating wildly. He was afraid that his eyes were dim. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he could not see any shadow. He was stunned, then suddenly let out a long, pitiful cry, and turned around. Unexpectedly, he was on the bank of the river. He lost his footing and plunged into the waist-deep water of the Han River with a splash.
Two hundred steps west of Taolin is the official road. There is a thatched shop on the side of the road. Although it is simple, it is spacious. A waiter in front of the shop is yawning. Hearing the sound, he looked at the place where the cry came from and sneered: " Old man Ye is going mad again, and he won't let anyone stop." Another waiter laughed and said, "It's time to think about his wife. The old people said it well: "Bai Yi is a scholar." , but even my own mother-in-law doesn't care!" The guys had been busy all morning and were very sleepy at first, but when they heard these romantic things, they all laughed and became energetic. One person laughed and said: "Speaking of which, even though Old Man Ye is old and ugly, I have seen his wife. She is so handsome! Nowadays, if I run away with others, I don't know who will be lucky enough to take advantage of her." A waiter joked: " Speaking of such blessings, if your gray grandson continues to practice for the tenth life, it will be like taking the stairs to heaven. There is no way." The waiter was embarrassed by him in public, his face turned red, and he sneered: "Needless to say, we are two turtles. The laughing turtles are crawling, each other and each other..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a shout from inside the house: "Brother, bring another jar of wine!" The man was startled, put a dirty rag on his shoulder, and changed it. With a smile on his face, he said: "Come on, come on." He turned around and brought up a gust of wind, blowing across the earthy yellow and black wine cover, with the four official characters "Yicheng Old Store" written on it.
The store was full and bustling. A bearded man took the wine jar and placed it firmly on the table, with dishes and bowls clattering all over the table. He placed two large blue and white bowls, filled them with wine, and said with a smile: "The right way is that a person's name is the shadow of a tree! What role do you think of Xiao Fanghe, the 'Windless Fist', and Feng Kui, the 'God of Carrying the Cauldron'?" , when I saw Daxia Yun's post, I was filled with indescribable respect. Even Han Zheng, the one who handed me the post, felt a little noble..." As he spoke, he raised his wine bowl and drank it all in one go. .
The lean and short man across the table held his beard under his chin and said: "I thought that after Huai'an goes, there will be no more heroes in the world. Yun Wancheng convened this meeting, which can be regarded as adding a bit of heroism to the world!" Han Zheng said again After drinking a bowl, he said with a smile: "Brother Luo, as the saying goes, 'Heroes emerge in large numbers'. Although Huai'an is a hero, in my opinion, Daxia Yun is also a hero. Let's do the math, each of us is worth a dozen Tatars." "Sir, these thousands of heroes gathered together, why don't they give him a chance to go straight to Huanglong?" Speaking of excitement, he poured another bowl and drank it all. He drank a lot and drank three bowls in a row without changing his expression.
If the man surnamed Luo was worried, he tapped the edge of the porcelain bowl with his five fingers and sighed: "Brother Han is young and hot-blooded, which makes Luo Song envious. But when I was in Hezhou, I also fought several battles with the Tatars. Use troops on the battlefield. , than fighting alone, in my opinion, the Tatar Military Commission is really powerful!"
Han Zheng was drinking most of the wine in the bowl. When he heard the words, he put it down and said loudly: "Brother Luo, these words are too long for his ambition. The Tatars have also fought with our Song Dynasty for so many years, so what can they do? Why don't we just look at these flowers?" The world has a bird in its eye?" The man surnamed Luo drooped his eyelids and stretched out his hand to pull open his clothes. He saw a dark scar stretching from his heart to his waist. He smiled bitterly and said, "When I was in Hezhou,' General Zhenyue, Zong Hao, and Chaos Cloud Spear Ai Ming, which one is ten times better than me, Luo Song? What happened next? Brother Zong died from a random arrow, and Brother Ai was even worse. He had been using guns all his life, but he was stabbed to death by a random gun. Luo received this knife and lay there for more than half a month. He was lucky to get his life back..." The noise in the inn stopped for a moment, and dozens of pairs of eyes came over and fell on the scar.
Luo Song closed his shirt and drank the strong wine in the bowl in one gulp. The smell of alcohol was rising, and his eyes were a little red. Han Zheng lowered his head to drink and said nothing. Suddenly I heard the waiter shouting outside the door. I looked up and saw a middle-aged man and woman walking through the door. The man was tall and tall, with a broad forehead and long eyebrows, starry eyes and a smile, making him look approachable. The woman's skin was like mutton fat, and her eyebrows were like a painting. Even though she was clothed in cloth and had a hairpin, she could not hide her natural charm. She held a young boy in her hand, with a red and white face, and a pair of big black eyes, which were moving around on everyone's face.
The beautiful woman took a look at the store, frowned and said, "The boss is so tired! Let's change the place!" The man nodded and said, "Okay." Just as he was about to quit, the child pouted and said, "No, my feet are weak." The man glared at him, and the child shrank his head and shouted, "Mom!" The beautiful woman touched the top of his head and said with a smile, " Okay, okay, it's all up to you, we're not leaving!" He turned around and looked at the waiter, saying coldly: "Are you stupid? Why don't you give me a table?"
She suddenly changed her expression while she was talking and laughing, and the shopkeeper was startled. However, he had seen a lot of customers coming and going from north to south, and he was very alert. He immediately apologized and said with a smile: "My aunt, I'm sorry. There are so many people in the shop, so I can only find tables and chairs." Make up a seat..." Just as he was talking, he suddenly saw the beautiful woman's eyes were unkind, her heart was pounding, and her voice gradually weakened.
The man stretched out his hand to hold the beautiful woman's palm, and said with a smile: "The shopkeeper is here to help!" The clerk happily agreed. The beautiful woman glared at the man and said angrily: "Idiot, you are just like dough. You can be manipulated by others. If others tell you the east, you will not go west..." She kept nagging, and the man frowned and smiled. But he said nothing.
Luo Song had been staring at the man since he entered the door. Seeing that he was having a hard time being blamed by his wife, he stood up from the table, pointed to the bench next to him, and said with a smile: "If you don't mind, please come and sit here." The man's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Brother, I'm so kind, so I'm just bothering you." He took his wife and children and sat down calmly. Han Zheng drank a little too much. Da Lala picked up the wine bowl and said with a smile: "Not Han Zheng, the bandit's nickname is 'Fan Jiang Shou'." He also pointed to Luo Song and said, "Brother Luo's nickname is 'Luo Duanshi' , It is rare to practice kung fu horizontally. It is expected that the virtuous couple is also a practitioner. What is their name?"
The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(2)
The man glanced at the beautiful woman, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he cupped his hands and said: "You're welcome, good man, a mere bitch is really not worth mentioning." Han Zheng saw his flashing words, and felt unhappy in his heart: "This man is so timid in his behavior, so unhappy!" Hehe He laughed twice and poured a bowl of strong liquor down his throat. Luo Song looked at the man and felt confused: "The outlines are vaguely similar, but I was a humble man back then. I saw him twice from a distance, but I couldn't tell him clearly."
Han Zheng finished two more bowls of wine, feeling drunk. He glanced at the couple with crooked eyes and said, "So, brother, aren't you here to join the 'Alliance of Heroes'?" The man shook his head, but unexpectedly the child interrupted: "Is there any acrobatics in the 'Alliance of Heroes'?" He had a quick mouth and the man couldn't stop him. With an annoyed look on his face, the boy stuck out his tongue and shrank into the arms of the beautiful woman.
Han Zheng didn't realize it at first, but then his face changed suddenly. He slapped the table and said sternly: "What are you talking about? The League of Heroes is a gathering of heroes of the Song Dynasty. Who knows that it is a show of bears? If the three of you don't explain clearly today, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out. Go to this door." He said while putting one foot on the stool. The man was also panicked for a moment and said hurriedly: "Heroes, calm down, children are talking nonsense, they cannot be taken seriously." Seeing his cowardly words, Han Zheng's face softened slightly, but he despised him even more in his heart.
The beautiful woman caressed the child's face and said with a smile: "Xiao'er, when the adults are talking, why are you interrupting?" The child pouted and said, "Mom, what can you say? It's all your fault for saying there was a fight between bears. !" Han Zheng couldn't bear it, stood up straight, and shouted: "Damn it, little hozen, tell me again! Who is the bear?" The man panicked, grabbed the child, and started beating him. Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman hugged her son first and shouted: "You little bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense, watch how I beat you!" She stretched out her jade hand and patted the child's face gently, and then her expression became tense, " "Plopchi" laughed out loud. The little boy also giggled.
Seeing that his mother and son were colluding, the man felt helpless, so he had to stand up, bow to Han Zheng and said: "Tong Yan Wu Ji, please forgive me." Han Zheng's face turned livid, Luo Song waved his hand and said with a smile: "That's all, Tong Yan Wu Ji Bogey, the wind blows away!"
Han Zheng sneered and said: "Brother Luo, what are you talking about? This kid clearly called our 'Alliance of Heroes' a 'Bear Club'. How is that reasonable? It's the father's fault if a son doesn't teach. Hmm, how did you, the father, do it?" he said. He leaned forward and put his index finger on the man's nose. The man looked embarrassed and lowered his head.
Seeing her husband being humiliated, the beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when she suddenly heard a hoarse voice chuckle and said: "His grandma's bear, senior brother, look, the world has really changed, how come there are so many fools for no reason? He is clearly a loser, but he insists on claiming to be a hero. If he resists this today, he will fight against that tomorrow. Hehe, this is called beating a tiger with bare butt. It is both shameless and life-threatening! Extremely yes."
Everyone followed the sound and saw two Taoist priests sitting in the corner, one with a white face and no beard; the other with a dark face, a big mouth and an eagle-beaked nose. It was this priest who spoke. The white-faced Taoist responded with a smile, but a pair of triangular eyes rolled around the beautiful woman's face. The beautiful woman felt displeased, snorted slightly, and turned away.
Han Zheng was so angry that he had nowhere to vent. Hearing this, he walked around the table and said sternly: "Hei Niu Noi, can you say it again?" The black-faced Taoist priest picked up a bowl of wine and said with a smile: "I forgot, bear. It doesn't understand human language. I've said it a hundred times, but it may not understand it." Han Zheng couldn't hold it back any longer. Before he could finish speaking, he pounced on the Taoist priest and punched him in the left chest. The black-faced Taoist priest sat still, his shoulders slightly heavy, and he opened his fists. The wine bowl in his right hand came to his mouth and he slowly sipped it.
Han Zheng felt secretly in his heart and turned his fist into an elbow, hitting him in the face. The black-faced Taoist priest moved his elbow away with his left hand and said with a smile: "With your three-legged cat skills, how can you guard the fragrant sun and the smelly sun? Hey, the Taoist advises you to go back to your hometown and guard your wife's bed. Haha, it won't look good to avoid being slept with by others..." While talking and laughing, he used his left hand to neutralize Han Zheng's offensive.
He, a Taoist monk, spoke so sinisterly that Han Zheng became more and more angry. Even the vicious moves he made were deflected by the Taoist priest's hand. He burst into shock and shame, shouted loudly, and made a series of kicks. The black-faced Taoist priest finally suffered the consequences of sitting down and was unable to block him. With a "click", one of the legs of the stool was kicked off. Han Zheng turned around and shouted: "Get up, grandpa!" He stretched his legs and swept across, breaking all three stool legs. Everyone expected the black-faced Taoist priest to stand up, but unexpectedly, he was sitting as firmly as a mountain. The half-bowl of soju in his palm was as clear as a mirror, with no ripples at all. Jun Jun felt surprised for a moment. When he leaned over to look, he saw that the Taoist priest was standing in a horse stance with his legs firmly planted on the ground.
Han Zheng was ashamed and angry, knowing that the opponent's martial arts skills were too much higher than his own, but in front of everyone's eyes, he became like a tiger riding a tiger. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his legs to sweep across the Taoist priest's legs. He thought to himself, I will lose if I lose, and I will force you to do it. Get up. While he was still thinking, he suddenly saw the black-faced Taoist priest raising his head to the sky and drinking all the wine in the bowl. With a wave of his right hand, the wine bowl was thrown towards his face. Han Zheng hurriedly dodged to the left. Unexpectedly, the black-faced Taoist priest suddenly raised his right foot, and Han Zheng's chest seemed to be on his toes. He felt as if he was hit by a heavy hammer and groaned, He flew more than ten feet away, blood spurted out from his mouth, and he passed out.
Luo Song rushed up to him, supported Han Zheng, stared at the black-faced Taoist priest, and said: "Cross your legs?" The black-faced Taoist priest straightened up and said with a smile: "You are not blind! You know the Taoist master's methods. "You surnamed Luo, you kowtow to Master Tao three times and everything will stop, or Master Tao kicks you down..." He paused slightly, the green bricks on the ground cracked, and the black-faced Taoist laughed and said, "I call you Qi. Break the eight continuations and become a genuine 'Luo Duan Stone'."
Luo Song took a look at him and sneered: "The one with the surname Luo is still a piece of hard stone. If it is ten times more intact, it is still a piece of shit." Everyone laughed loudly. The green face of the black-faced Taoist priest disappeared in a flash. He chuckled, ducked down, and punched Luo Song in the chest. Luo Song turned around and gave way, grabbing the Taoist priest's wrist. Before he could think about it, the Taoist priest's left fist came again, and his right wrist turned around like an angry python, dragging him backwards, dragging him forward, and colliding with the left fist. go. Luo Song was shocked and turned pale. He raised his foot and tried to kick the Taoist priest in the lower body.
The black-faced Taoist priest smiled and said, "Well done!" He swung his arms eagerly. Luo Song's lower plate was unstable and he was thrown into the air. The black-faced Taoist priest stepped forward, stretched out his hand, grabbed Luo Song's vest in the air, and sneered: "Brother, I caught it." He waved his hand and threw Luo Song away. The white-faced Taoist priest stood up leisurely, stretched out his hand to catch Luo Song, and said with a smile: "This ball is thrown well, I will also join in the fun." As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Song flew towards the black-faced Taoist priest like a cloud and mist, He was so dignified and six feet tall that he was treated like a plaything. He was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die. Although everyone in the store felt unfair, they were intimidated by the martial arts of the two Taoist priests and did not dare to speak out.
The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(3)
The black-faced Taoist priest took Luo Song and said with a smile: "Who said I am a stone? Hehe, making a ball for grandpa is more like it." His words were so humiliating that Luo Song's eyes were about to split, and he suddenly felt light. , and was thrown back to the white-faced Taoist priest. The white-faced Taoist priest smiled and said: "Junior brother, why don't we fight for a good fortune and throw this guy out? If you don't grab it, who will be the host of this meal." The black-faced Taoist priest smiled and said: "What a good luck." The white-faced Taoist priest With a smile and a hand out, Rosendon flew out of the store. The two are deliberately showing off, moving like a rabbit out of nowhere, like flying out. Unexpectedly, before he could get close, his eyes blurred, and someone appeared on the plain in front of him, and he gently caught Luo Song. The black-faced Taoist priest recognized the cowardly man with his wife and children. He was shocked when his right foot tightened and someone hooked him. The black-faced Taoist priest was running fast, but he couldn't stop in time. He hurriedly raised his right foot back and reached forward with his left foot, trying to make the golden chicken independent and stabilize his body. Who expected that foot to take advantage of the situation and use a very clever force to lift him? He had to throw his head and feet straight out.
After all, the black-faced Taoist priest was very skilled in martial arts. Before his head touched the ground, he raised his hands and jumped up. His black-faced face looked like a fried pig's liver. He looked left and right, his eyes spitting fire. Suddenly I heard a young voice laughing and saying, "Mom! Are there any bones on the ground?" Looking around, it was the child in the beautiful woman's arms who was speaking. The beautiful woman smiled and said: "Xiao'er, you are telling lies with your eyes open. Where did the bones on the ground come from?"
The boy said: "That's strange! Why is this gang leader lying on the ground without bones?" The hall fell silent, and the laughter was so loud that the roof almost fell off. The beautiful woman caressed the boy's head and said with a smile: "Xiao'er, you are just curious. The Taoist priest is a monk and only eats vegetarian food. He can't chew bones." The little boy said: "Mom, if you didn't tell me earlier, I would still treat him as a stranger." Ah Hei is the same!" Others couldn't help but joke, "Who is Ah Hei?" The boy chuckled and said, "A Hei is my big black dog, and he is as black as this Taoist priest." I was very disgusted with the black-faced Taoist priests. After hearing this, I leaned forward and backward, and the whole house burst into laughter. The black-faced Taoist's face exuded a frightening purple energy. There was a sound in his throat, and he suddenly hit the mother and son with both fists. The beautiful woman looked at her son with a smile, as if she was completely unaware. The middle-aged man frowned, put down Luo Song, took a step forward, and grabbed the black-faced Taoist priest's wrist. The beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, showing a look of impatience.
The black-faced Taoist priest's right wrist was locked, and he used the trick of "throwing bricks to attract jade", dragging his right fist back and sending it forward quickly with his left fist. Unexpectedly, during the dragging process, the opponent not only didn't move, but turned his palms and grabbed his left wrist. The black-faced Taoist didn't have time to think carefully, and flew up with his legs crossed. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his foot, the man had already stepped on his instep. The black-faced Taoist priest's feet were so painful that he almost fainted. He was about to lift his left foot when he suddenly felt two streams of warmth coming from the man's palms.
When the white-faced Taoist priest saw that his companion was suffering a loss, he rushed forward with a muffled voice, and silently slapped the man on the back of the heart with his palms. The palm was so hard and fast that before everyone could scream in surprise, they saw the middle-aged man's body flash and in an instant he changed places with the black-faced Taoist priest. The white-faced Taoist's palms came forward. He was afraid of hurting his junior brother when he saw this, so he quickly retracted his palms. Unexpectedly, a warm current surged from the back of the black-faced Taoist's heart and penetrated his five internal organs. The white-faced Taoist priest felt his muscles and bones become weak, and he made two puffs. He and the black-faced Taoist priest knelt in front of the man's feet, one behind the other.
The beautiful woman said with a smile: "The two Taoist priests are so polite, aren't they afraid of killing our master?" The two Taoists were ashamed and angry, but because their meridians were restricted, they could not speak, so they could only stare and glare. The man glanced at his wife, sighed, and took his hands away. The two struggled to get up, but the man's internal strength continued for a long time. Their limbs were so weak that they could not stand up.
The white-faced Taoist priest had a little stronger internal energy and closed his eyes to get lucky. He suddenly gave a deep shout, stood up, turned his eyes, stared at the child, and sneered: "Little donor, my junior brother provoked this person named Luo, but I didn't provoke you." . Why do you insist on stepping forward and tripping him up? There is only one word in the world, but the little benefactor is talking about reason." Everyone was surprised when they heard the words. The two sides were fighting so quickly. Everyone didn't see it clearly at first. The beautiful woman secretly used her hands and feet to trip up the black-faced Taoist priest, but unexpectedly it was the boy who took action.
The child stuck out his tongue and chuckled: "Don't accuse a good man unjustly. How could I, a child, trip over him?" Everyone felt it was reasonable and agreed one after another: "Yes, how can you slander a man who is seven feet tall like you?" A child?" The white-faced Taoist priest glared at the child, his face turning from white to green, then from green to black.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "Xiao'er! Just do it if you do it, don't lie!" The little boy pouted, rolled his eyes at him, and said to the white-faced Taoist priest, "Yes, that black-faced one You didn't provoke me, but you looked at my mother randomly and made my mother unhappy." The white-faced Taoist priest was stunned, his face turned red and green. The middle-aged man looked at the child and sighed, his eyes full of sadness.
The beautiful woman was the only one who smiled brightly and hugged her son tightly. Her heart was filled with endless joy: "You are the one who can see my mother's intentions and vent her anger specifically for her." She glanced at the man sideways and thought again: "Liang Wenjing is an idiot. , I gave birth to such an eccentric son. Fortunately, this son is like me, he can only bully others, and will never be bullied by others." Thinking of this, I held my son's little hand and sighed in my heart: "What a day. It goes by so fast, Xiao'er is already ten years old!"
This couple is Liang Wenjing and Xiao Yuling. After the Battle of Hezhou, the two bought a boat and sailed there. After a few months, they arrived at the scenic spot of Mount Lu. The young couple went ashore to play, and they could only take in the endless scenery of mountains and waters. At this time, Xiao Yuling was two months pregnant and her waist was getting thicker. Liang Wenjing thought that he could no longer wander like this, so he settled in a village called "Baishuiwan" at the foot of Lushan Mountain.
Eight months later, Yu Ling gave birth to a son. Unexpectedly, it was difficult to give birth. Even though she was very skilled in martial arts, she was tortured to death. The child finally landed, but he didn't cry or fuss. He just closed his eyes and giggled. Wenpo scratched his armpits and beat the soles of his feet. He tried all kinds of methods, but the child just kept giggling. Although Yu Ling had a hard time giving birth, seeing her son smiling happily made most of the pain go away. She hugged the baby and felt extremely compassionate. Unexpectedly, the mother-in-law shook her head repeatedly and said that she had never seen anyone smiling like this before. It was very ominous. She also said that there was a local saying: "It's okay for a child to cry, but there will be disaster for a child to laugh." Yu Ling had an irritable temper. He listened to her chatter and only talked nonsense. She was very angry. She didn't care about her postpartum loss. She got up, flipped the woman onto her back, and punched her. If she hadn't lost strength after giving birth and Liang Wenjing tried her best to stop her, she might have died on the spot.
The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(4)
Liang Wenjing finally managed to persuade his wife, apologized for her loss of money, and sent Wen Po away. When she returned home, she was exhausted both mentally and physically. But he became a father for the first time, and when he saw his wife and son sleeping in each other's arms, his heart suddenly felt like a dream, and he was filled with boundless joy. Regardless of his fatigue, he quoted scriptures and wanted to give his son a good name. But as the saying goes, "If you seek perfection, you will destroy it." The more he thought about it, the less he could think of a name he wanted. Xiao Yuling felt upset after hearing his nagging, so she named her son Liang Xiao, taking one character from each of the couple's surnames. Although Liang Wenjing thought the name was a coincidence, it could be said that both husband and wife were happy.
Time flies by, just like the stream in Baishui Bay, flowing through Xiao Liang Xiao's house. Under the care of the couple, Liang Xiao gradually grew up. Although the child was smart, he was also extremely naughty, chasing cats and dogs, and playing tricks on chickens and ducks. This caused complaints from the neighbors, and Liang Wenjing wanted to discipline him, but Xiao Yuling doted on his son. He had a gentle temperament and could not defeat his wife, so he always gave up with a sigh.
Seeing that his son was getting more and more naughty, Liang Wenjing wanted to teach him to read, thinking that if the child could be educated and reasonable, he might be more restrained. But Xiao Yuling thought differently. She was of Mongolian descent and advocated martial arts in her bones. She only wanted her son to be good at martial arts, so she He would not be bullied, so he taught Liang Xiao martial arts from the age of four. Unexpectedly, Liang Xiao also has some talent. No matter what moves he picks up, he can master them very quickly and never practices them for a third time, which makes Xiao Yuling happy.
Both of these women are impatient and don't talk about step-by-step procedures. One dares to teach and just wants her son to practice first-class martial arts; the other is capable of learning and only wants her mother to be happy and praise her. Within two or three years, Liang Xiao had mastered the martial arts of the Black Water School. Xiao Yuling felt proud and praised her in front of Wen Jing from time to time. But Wen Jing looked on with cold eyes and saw that Liang Xiao was empty-handed. In terms of his foundation, he was even worse than when he was young. If he were allowed to continue learning like this, he would end up just practicing tricks and would never become something great. Although Liang Wenjing understood in his heart, he couldn't bear to dampen his wife's interest. Besides, his son was naughty in nature and had mediocre martial arts skills, so he could cause less trouble. At the moment, he just smiled and allowed his mother and son to do whatever they wanted.
Sure enough, Liang Xiao had achieved some success in martial arts, but everyone who flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the water was in serious trouble. The little guy is like a general who digs out bird eggs, a marshal who catches rabbits, and a champion who catches fish. Friends in the village often stretch out their black arms and cry at home. In fact, not only children were afraid of him, adults were also frightened by this little naughty boy. Wen Jing came home from hoeing every day, and the first thing he did was apologize to his village neighbors, which was very nerve-wracking. Fortunately, Liang Xiao was young and kept making small mistakes, but never made big ones.
Such greed for more and quickness made Xiao Yuling, as the great master's apprentice, feel that there was nothing to teach him after three years of teaching, so he encouraged Wen Jing to teach "Three Talents Guiyuan Palm". Liang Wenjing hated using force to bully others most in his life, and he disapproved of Liang Xiao's actions. He immediately refused after hearing this. Xiao Yuling was very angry and had several quarrels with him overtly and secretly. Liang Wenjing was forced to do so, so he was so anxious that he came up with a plan. Strategy. On this day, he called Liang Xiao into the room and explained "Three Talents Guiyuan Palm", but he did not talk about martial arts, but only about the knowledge contained in the palm technique.
"Three Talents Guiyuan Palm" is derived from the Nine Palaces Diagram. It is so subtle that only a bookworm with extremely high understanding like Liang Wenjing can understand it in one night. Bai Pu's martial arts skills are far superior to his, and he has not been able to gain the upper hand for more than ten years. Liang Xiao had a conflicting temperament with his father, and he was the best at poaching birds and fishes. As soon as he mentioned this, his face turned bitter. Wen Jing taught him how to read several times, but Liang Xiao always read while looking at the sky and forgot about it.
Because Liang Wenjing was forced by his wife, he simply took advantage of the situation and claimed to teach kung fu, but in fact he only taught the profound knowledge in the Nine Palaces Picture. Secretly thinking in his heart, Liang Xiao either couldn't learn this martial arts, or he had to study and learn in order to understand these profound principles. In this way, you may be able to take advantage of the situation, teach him the words of saints, the way of benevolence and righteousness, and guide him step by step, so that this kid can get rid of his bad habits and convert to the right path.
Liang Xiao has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and has lost a lot of childish fun. He has long been bored with learning martial arts, and it was only because of Bo's mother that he gritted his teeth and endured. I was very disappointed when I heard that my father wanted to teach Kung Fu. Liang Wenjing arrived in the room listlessly, but Liang Wenjing deliberately made things difficult. He didn't even show the Nine Palaces diagram, but opened his mouth to talk about boxing principles. Liang Xiao has always practiced martial arts with his fists and horses. He has never heard that he has to learn such weird knowledge to practice martial arts. The more he listens to it, the more confused he becomes. At first, he is very tolerant, but before he gets to the middle of the day, he feels extremely boring. Facing his father, his eyes were staring at the lively birds on the branches outside the window.
When Liang Wenjing saw this, he was very upset: "This kid doesn't look like me. Is he my son?" Thinking of this, he changed his mind and felt sorry for his wife. He felt sorry for himself and said, "Xiao Er, you Do you look down on this palm technique?" Liang Xiao scratched his head and asked: "Dad, can this palm technique also hit people?" Liang Wenjing shook his head and said: "This palm technique is for self-rescue and rescuing others, not for hitting people. "Liang Xiao said with a smile: "Mom said that the first to strike in a fight is the strongest, and the second to strike will suffer the consequences!"
Liang Wenjing said: "Xiao'er, you don't know that there are thousands of martial arts in the world, not all of which are preemptive strikes. Even if the 'Sancai Guiyuan Palm' strikes first, it will not lose to the martial arts of preemptive strikes." He thought for a while and said, " Well, aren't you very good at martial arts? I can throw you a few times without even moving a finger."
Liang Xiao blinked and smiled. Liang Wenjing also smiled and said: "You don't believe it? Okay, if you touch a piece of my clothes, I will lose." Liang Xiao has always been very strong. After hearing this, he smiled and said: "Okay..." before he finished speaking, he rushed towards him. , trying to catch his father off guard, but his pounce failed. Liang Xiao raised his eyes and saw Liang Wenjing standing there with his arms folded, smiling as if he had never moved, and he felt strange in his heart. Bracing himself, he reached out and grabbed his shirt.
When Liang Wenjing saw Liang Xiao coming with a fierce force, he suddenly swerved, turned around in a circle, and gently and skillfully got out of the way of the attack. Liang Xiao used all his strength in the air and couldn't hold back his momentum. He suddenly threw a wild dog and grabbed its shit. He felt so dissatisfied that he jumped up and pounced again. But Liang Wenjing practiced three or three steps until he wanted to do whatever he wanted. Within forty-five steps, Liang Xiao could not touch his shadow. In a moment, he used his strength to hit her again, causing her to fall twice in a row. Liang Xiao had a stubborn temper, and the more he lost, the more he wanted to fight. He fell down, gritted his teeth, and got up. He got up and fell down again. The fuss continued until the evening. Xiao Yuling was so heartbroken that she couldn't help but pull her son to her side and whispered: "Okay, okay, Xiao'er, that's it for today, we'll compete again tomorrow." Liang Xiao was covered in bruises, stunned, and suddenly got into the bedroom.
The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(5)
After a while, Xiao Yuling heard whimpering coming from the room, and couldn't help but get angry and cursed: "You idiot, why are you so serious? If you let him catch you, will you lose a piece of meat?" Liang Wenjing said. : "This kid is too strong. If you don't temper his temper, what will happen if he meets a really powerful person in the future?" Yu Ling said angrily: "If you want to temper his temper, I should temper him. Who wants you more?" Mind your own business." He didn't finish dinner, so he returned to the bedroom and slammed the door. Liang Wenjing had no choice but to sleep in the guest room that night.
In the early morning of the next day, while Liang Wenjing was still dreaming, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. When he put on his clothes and took a look, it was Liang Xiao. Without saying a word, the little guy dragged him to the yard and said, "I'll catch you." He took two steps back and pounced on him. Wen Jing had no choice but to turn around and dodge. In this way, the father and son swayed around under the sparse stars and the waning moon, fighting for a whole morning. Although Liang Xiao could not avoid falling, the number of falls was less than yesterday. Liang Wenjing couldn't help but secretly marveled: "Although this little guy is naughty, he is also a clever spirit. In one night, he understood the principle of leaving room for leeway. Well, it will be harder to throw him today!" Looking at his son's bruised nose and face, His heart softened, he slowed down, let Liang Xiao grab the skirt of his clothes, and sighed: "Xiao'er, you win, daddy loses."
Unexpectedly, Liang Xiao curled his lips and said: "Dad asked me on purpose. I want to learn your skills. I want to learn how to throw people without using my hands..." His eyes turned red and he was about to cry. Liang Wenjing was deeply surprised, then overjoyed, and said hurriedly: "Okay. But, I tell you, if you want to learn this Kung Fu well, you have to study hard. Xiao'er, can you bear it?" Liang Xiao said: "If you can learn this I can handle this fun thing!" Liang Wenjing secretly rejoiced and said with all his strength, "Then let's learn from the basics first. If you really want to learn, go and study with him tomorrow." Liang Xiao said: "Dad, I want to learn from you." Liang Wenjing said: "I still have to plow fields and plant trees, so how can I teach you the free time? I will tell the master today, and you will go to school tomorrow."
Liang Xiao had no choice but to go to the private school with a sad face the next day. Before leaving, Liang Wenjing called him to him, coaxing and intimidating him, telling him to respect his teachers and make progress, and to care for his classmates. Yu Ling stood aside with a smile and said nothing, thinking: "A fool is a fool, you let him study, Aren't you asking for trouble?" She wanted to watch the excitement and didn't point it out for a moment.
Liang Xiao entered the school. Most of his classmates' children had suffered from him. When he saw him sitting down, the children at the same table suddenly started crying and shouted to change seats. The other children were also evasive and refused to sit with him. The master invited him from another village. He didn't know what happened. He felt very strange when he saw this situation. However, he saw that Liang Xiao was handsome and well-behaved. He liked him a little at first, so he called him over. Sitting at the desk.
The master arranged the seats and picked up the book to explain. Liang Xiao was very interested at first. He thought that this master would definitely teach the profound knowledge in the Nine Palaces Picture. He didn't want to talk about ethics, filial piety, justice and benevolence. Liang Xiao heard this inexplicably and felt that it was completely different from what his father said. He listened patiently for a while, but he gradually became distracted. Hearing the ups and downs of the recitation, he became increasingly sleepy.
Let's say that the master was reciting for a long time when he suddenly heard soft snoring. He looked down and saw Liang Xiao lying on the table, fast asleep. Suddenly, he became angry. Without saying a word, he grabbed the ruler and hit him on the head. Liang Xiao was in a daze as he slept. He suddenly felt pain. Without thinking, he jumped up, used his little handle to grab the master's ruler and threw it to the ground. The master did not expect that he would dare to resist, so he became furious and cursed "little beast, little bastard". He pushed Liang Xiao down with one hand, took off his pants, and wanted to spank him.
Liang Xiao threw away the ruler, his mind was clear, and he was a little scared in his heart, but after hearing the master scolding him viciously, he felt angry. Now this bad old man has gone even further and took off his pants, which is unbearable, so he looked at him When the hand came up, he followed the boxing principles taught by his mother, released the incoming force with his left hand, and made a hook with his right palm. Although the master had read a lot of poetry and books, he had never read this kind of superb boxing theory. He immediately couldn't stop his momentum, took two steps forward, knocked over three desks, and fainted.
All the children knew that Liang Xiao was naughty and naughty. When they saw the master beating him, the older ones sneaked out and reported to Liang Wenjing. Liang Wenjing was driving cattle to plow the fields. When he heard the news, he was so shocked that he didn't even bother to put on his shoes and rushed over with bare mud feet. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Liang Xiao standing at the table with a blank look on his face, while the master was lying on the ground exhausted and unconscious. When Liang Xiao saw his father's sharp eyes, he felt scared and wanted to run away. Liang Wenjing had already grabbed him and was about to hit him with his palms. Yu Ling happened to hear the news and came over and grabbed her husband. Liang Wenjing couldn't resist, so he had to sigh, wake up his wife, and apologized repeatedly. But I didn't want my son to stay here, so I had no choice but to take him home.
The etiquette and laws of the Song Dynasty were the most stringent. The Three Cardinal Guidelines and the Five Permanent Rules were deeply rooted in the people's hearts. Liang Xiao beat his wife, and that was fine. The master lost a layer of oily skin, felt hurt and angry, and felt that he had lost the boss's face. He said that if Liang Xiao was not severely punished, he would resign and leave. Elderly people in the village came to the door one after another, demanding that Wen Jing hand over Liang Xiao and be severely punished in public. But Xiao Yuling said that she would kill anyone who touched a hair on her son's body. Liang Wenjing felt deeply dilemma and had no choice but to thank the guests behind closed doors.
After this incident, the people in the village were extremely cold towards the Liang family. Po Wen, who had delivered Liang Xiao's baby, was beaten by Xiao Yuling and held a grudge. At this time, it was rumored that Liang Xiao was a freak when he was born, only smiling but not crying. The villagers were fed up with Liang Xiao's idleness. They spread rumors and gradually painted Liang Xiao as the reincarnation of an evil spirit. Some people even poured blood and feces in front of Liang's house in the dark.
Liang Wenjing was afraid that Yu Ling's mother and son would add fuel to the fire, so they were not allowed to go out. The mother and son were confined at home and had nothing to do, so Xiao Yuling taught Liang Xiao how to speak Mongolian and told Mongolian legends and stories. Mother and son answered each other in Mongolian, and they enjoyed themselves a lot.
On this day, when talking about the scene of lonely smoke in the desert and sunset over the long river, Liang Xiao was fascinated and said: "Mom, people here hate us anyway, let's go to Mongolia." This saying also evoked Yu Ling's homeland. Thoughts. When Liang Wenjing came back, Xiao Yuling told him this. Liang Wenjing thought: "This child has a temperament similar to that of Yu Ling. He is naughty and mischievous, and does not like the rules of etiquette. If things go on like this, he will not be tolerated by the world and cause great trouble... Hey... no matter what hardships I endure, as long as his mother It's good that we both live in peace and not be wronged..." Thinking of this, he touched Liang Xiao's little head and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid of the wind and sand blowing in the desert and the hard life?"
The lonely cloud comes out of Xiu(6)
Liang Xiao patted his chest and said: "Don't be afraid, not afraid of a hundred people, not afraid of ten thousand people!" Liang Wenjing looked at Yu Ling again and saw her shaking her head with a smile, and said: "Okay, we have no place to stand here. So. With your two tempers, as long as we are in the Song Dynasty, you will not let me live a peaceful life. Instead of doing this, it is better to go to the desert..." Upon hearing this, Liang Xiao happily hugged his father's neck, and then happily helped Mother packed up her gifts and prepared for a long journey. Liang Wenjing also made arrangements to sell off his property and say goodbye to his neighbors. When the villagers heard that they were leaving, they were all very happy and set off a bunch of firecrackers in the name of driving away evil spirits. Seeing this situation, Liang Wenjing was speechless. He took his wife and children with their packages and headed north in despair.