I Jianghu

In the scorching summer, the vicious sun began to rage in the sky from noon, scorching the entire earth, giving off a scorching smell.No one wants to go out at this time, but there is a young man standing on the plum blossom pile.He stood on a very thin plum blossom pile with one foot. The pile seemed to be unable to fully bear his weight, and was slightly trembling by the occasional breeze, but the boy stood upright on it, without moving a bit from the beginning to the end. The other leg is held up neatly, parallel to the ground, and both arms are stretched out on both sides, as if they are integrated with the pile.

He didn't know how long he had been standing, and the thin cloth on his body was already soaked with sweat, dripping water drop by drop. When he got closer, he could see that his whole body was trembling slightly, and his breathing was a little disordered, immature. But his handsome face was flushed, it was unknown whether it was the heat or the sweat from persevering for too long hung all over his face, and a few broken hairs were sticking to his face wetly.He stared at a point in front of him, as if he could hold on for a longer time, his body shook a lot, and he was about to fall, but he held him firmly.

"Pa" "Um" A whip bit down from behind, the young man clenched his teeth and moaned very weakly, but luckily the people under the plum blossom pile didn't hear it.

"Add another half an hour." Luo Hua, the supervisor, flicked his whip, and said impatiently: "What time is it? It's a scorching hot day, you don't live up to it, and you make others suffer with you!"

"Sorry." The young man hadn't been in the water for a long time, and he was sweating all over again. With a dry throat, he said with difficulty: "Sister, go to the shade and rest, Yan'er won't move anymore."

This plum blossom stake is different from ordinary ones, it stands extremely high and is extremely thin, it is specially used for practicing lightness kung fu, Yin Yan must always use internal force to control it so that it will not swing back and forth, if there is a slightly larger movement, it will take extra time punished.He has been standing on this plum blossom pile for more than two hours. The original one-hour standing training was extended to two and a half hours because of three movements. Now it is almost time, but it has been increased by half. Go down, I really don't know when it will be the end.He has been doing the stance training at noon since he was six years old. It is not difficult in fact, but this summer seems to be particularly hot. In addition, he has not been able to meet his mother's requirements in recent days. Punishment, after all, some physical strength is exhausted.

During the training, Yin Yan always has his elder sister who supervises the training by his side to prevent him from fainting, supervise him to complete the training, and then report to his mother.In fact, without these people, Yin Yan would still be meticulous, but with these people, it seems that all his efforts have become a kind of powerlessness under surveillance.He once mentioned that he didn't need these supervisory trainings, but was rejected by his mother. The mother didn't seem to trust him. This kind of cognition made the little child feel a little sad, but he didn't mention it again. He just thought that he would Work harder, if you can meet all the requirements of your mother, when your mother understands him better, maybe she will be willing to believe him.

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In the study, Yingluo was looking at the letter in her hand, when a breeze blew by the window, she was a little alert, and her head was already clamped when she turned her head.The person who came pinched her chin, and smiled domineeringly and frivolously: "Why are you looking so engrossed, I don't even know when I come in?"

Nangong Jue tilted his head and found that what Yingluo was looking at was news from Muyang Mansion, so he snorted coldly, "No wonder, it turned out to be news from an old lover."

Yingluo brushed away Nangongjue's hand indiscriminately, put down the envelope, and said flatly, "No matter what news, it's just news to me."

Looking at Yingluo suspiciously, Nangong Jue laughed for a while, "Just kidding, kidding." He sat down next to Yingluo, hugged her in his arms, and had a good time together.Yingluo tried her best to endure the disgusting feeling, and cooperated with Nangong Jue, instead of resisting, she was somewhat flattering.

Without continuing, Nangongjue leaned closer to Yingluo's ear, "How is that little bastard doing recently?"

Yingluo's heart sank, and her face remained calm, "Tianyuan has so many eyeliners like you, don't you know how he is doing?"

"Hehe." Nangong Jue moved away a little bit, "Don't be angry, I'm also thinking about your safety, if one day the child has a different heart, it will be bad for you, and if you have a strong motherhood, it will be bad if you are reluctant to do it .

Yingluo gritted her teeth, "If you're so worried, you might as well kill him!"

"Killed?" Nangong Jue seemed to have thought about it for a while, and then smiled for no reason at random, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking, "That would have lost a lot of fun."

Yingluo frowned, turned her head slightly to one side, and heard Nangong Jue talking to herself: "It seems that I haven't dealt with that little bastard for a long time."

Sure enough... Knowing that she couldn't escape, Yingluo turned her head and smiled indifferently, "Do you want me to call someone?"

"Hey" Nangong Jue shook his head, "This is a study, it's not suitable."

"Send the young master to the torture hall!" Yingluo ordered to the outside, got up and walked outside.Nangong Jue looked at her playfully from behind her, then flew out of the window in a flash.He was no stranger to the pattern in Tianyuan than Yingluo, so he immediately took a shortcut and went to the execution hall to hide.

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The thin boy knelt on the ground, with his arms sticking to his sides in a regular manner, kneeling in an extremely standard manner, but in fact, in order to maintain this seemingly simple movement, he almost used up his remaining strength.He was too tired, from the noon stance to the afternoon training, he did not stop for a moment, because the time delayed by the penalty squeezed the little rest time he had.His performance at noon was really unsatisfactory, so he was deducted from lunch, and he has not eaten a grain of rice. What's more, because of the punishment, he has not drank a drop of water all afternoon. In this weather, he has not even eaten Way to shed another drop of sweat!His throat seemed to be on fire, he was also groggy, and his whole body was screaming and sore, but he didn't dare to slack off at all. He must have made a mistake when he was called to the execution hall. I couldn't hold on anymore, I was afraid that I would make more mistakes.

Luo Hua came here with Yin Yan, and she seemed to be in a daze seeing Yin Yan, so she threw a whip behind him without thinking.

Yinyan woke up, endured the pain silently, and forced his parched throat to make a sound, "Sorry, thank you sister for reminding me." Then he kowtowed, "Yan'er is slack, mother please punish me."

Ying Luo on the mahogany chair clenched her fists when she saw Luo Hua throwing out the whip, and now she was even more shocked when she heard Yin Yan's voice, how could this child's voice be so hoarse?Gritting his teeth, he turned his eyes to Nangongjue who was behind the veil, and insisted on exchanging the words of concern for questioning, but instead of addressing Yin Yan, he said to Luo Hua beside him, "Young master, have you finished your homework today?"

"Back to master, it's still short of cantilever and leg strength." Luo Hua replied.

Yingluo frowned. Logically speaking, Yan'er's training should have been completed by this time. How could there be such a difference?

Hiding her heartache, her mother asked Luo Hua's sister instead of herself, because she didn't believe him.Are you afraid that he will hide it, and will not report the truth out of fear of being punished?In fact, he wouldn't. With such a poor performance, why didn't he feel disappointed in himself.The silence made Yin Yan misunderstand that his mother was angry, and immediately knelt down deeply. His mother didn't let him answer, so he could only express his fault in this gesture of asking for punishment.

Falling Flower over there, because of seeing Yingluo's reaction, guessed Yingluo's meaning without authorization, and explained: "The young master fainted several times today, which delayed a lot of time. It didn't end until Youshi, and the sword skills after that He also practiced so-so, and he lost six out of ten games in martial arts training with hidden piles, so he rushed here before he could be punished."

Yin Yan's back was a little stiff, he was not afraid of being punished, he was just afraid that such a useless self would make his mother chill.But he dared not speak, not sure if his mother wanted to hear his voice.His mother never talked much, and he didn't like to explain, so he never explained, and he seldom opened his mouth in front of his mother. He couldn't coax people, and felt that he was always making people angry, probably because he was really not very good at talking.But it doesn't matter, those far-overloaded training, gritted his teeth, and can always survive; those masters with hidden piles, he was finally able to fight them a few tricks, and even won a few games, instead of just blindly being beaten like when he was a child be punished.He was neither proud nor happy, because this was far from what his mother wanted, and it always seemed difficult for him to make his mother happy and comforted.

"Uh...cough cough cough..." There was a sudden convulsion in the stomach, and the taste of blood was in the mouth. In a daze, Yin Yan couldn't help but coughed aloud. His throat was rubbed violently due to this movement, and the pain was unbearable. He managed to hold it back, his forehead was pressed against the ground, it was cool and comfortable, and he said with difficulty: "Sorry...sorry...please...punish..."

Yingluo pursed her lips, her face was a little cold, she glanced at the gauze curtain from the corner of her eye, knowing that Nangongjue was still there, she calmed down and said, "Why is it so bad?"

"My subordinates don't know either." Seeing that Yingluo was angry, Luohua was quite aggrieved, and became more and more dissatisfied with Yinyan. If it wasn't for this guy, why would I have to suffer the punishment outside? It’s not over yet, today’s punishment hasn’t been handed down yet, it’s just a deduction of some water, why is it so bad?”

Yingluo still wanted to ask, but suddenly a voice came from her ear, "Why do you ask so clearly? Could it be that your heart hurts?" It was Nangong Jue's voice transmission.

Yingluo gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and continued to Luohua, "You said just now that he lacks arm and leg strength?"

"Yes" Luo Hua replied.

"It's getting late, let's finish it together here."

Luo Hua was taken aback for a moment, the cantilever was to put two pieces of heavy iron on each of the two arms, hold it flat for an hour, the arms were hanging down, and the time was increased and the penalty was added; the leg strength was to put two irons on Zama's thighs respectively It is also an hour when the incense is burnt out, and if the incense is extinguished or poured down halfway, the time will be increased and the penalty will be added.The two exercises do not affect each other, but they are both extremely difficult. Completing one alone is the limit of ordinary people, and two together... Luohua looked at the people on the ground gloatingly, it seems that he has suffered.

Yin Yan didn't seem to have heard such a cruel order. After getting the order, he got up and planned to follow Luo Hua to fetch the black iron. When he got up, he lost his footing and staggered, but he quickly stabilized himself.Raising his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, Yin Yan was stunned by the scorching temperature, no wonder he just felt the coolness on the ground and it was quite comfortable, did he have a fever?He was thinking in a daze, wondering whether today's training would be able to survive smoothly.

Seeing Yin Yan's stagger, Ying Luo almost rushed forward, but Nan Gongjue's voice brought her back to her senses, "Oh, it's so light, is it over?"

Knowing that the matter would not end so easily, Yingluo gritted her teeth and condensed her voice into a thread, "What do you want?"

As if he had thought of the answer long ago, and seemed to answer very casually, Nangong Jue said: "A moment in Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold, why waste time on him, just prick the marrow and hang it." The silver needles that have been tempered with medicine make people feel pain like muscles and bones; hanging is to hang people high, with discus hanging under the feet, tearing the body of the punished forcibly.

Yingluo's pupils shrank sharply, her words, not a grain of rice, not a drop of water, was tortured for a whole afternoon with injuries, obviously she couldn't even stand still, and she still had to continue to complete the tasks she assigned , but in the end they still could not get a rest, but were punished with marrow piercing and hanging for a whole night? !Yingluo's hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't speak a word several times.Especially when he saw the young man in front of him, striding his horse meticulously according to her request, his face was terribly pale, and he couldn't even sweat.His horse stance is extremely standard, and his outstretched hand, obviously carrying an unbearable weight, still lifts it to the most excruciating height little by little, and then just because he clenched his fist unbearably, he was caught by the The imprisoned girl beat the stick severely, and finally forced herself to straighten her fingers one by one...

Yingluo couldn't say a word, even though she had bitten her mouth until blood flowed, she still couldn't utter a single word due to the bloody smell in her mouth.Yinyan finally passed out after persisting for a quarter of an hour. Yingluo took a deep breath, closed her eyes lightly, and finally said when Nangongjue was almost impatient: "Wake up, after the training is over, the marrow-piercing hanging Hanging all night, if he faints again..." After taking a breath, she finally squeezed out the last few words, "If he faints again...you know what to do."

That night, Yinyan stayed up all night in groggy, and Yingluo also suffered all night in the ups and downs of clouds and rain.At that time, she didn't have enough ability to fight against Nangong absolutely, let alone protect Yan'er, but soon, she silently vowed in her heart that one day, she would pay back ten times to those who hurt them!

The author has something to say: The childhood extras you want~ By the way, the happy ending is amazing, do you still need it?