Suo Jinling

Chen Jing originally thought that if he became this gentleman's disciple, he would push him into the study and let him grind ink to hone his mind, because several gentlemen did this before, but He Zhongyin didn't do that, he asked for a cup of hot water. Hold the tea between your lips and sip lightly: "What do you do on weekdays, what do you do today, I will go there with you."

The few retainers looked at each other, Master Xindao usually caught ducks on left and geese on right, fled in a big way, jumped over the wall, and went into the mountains to play wild, if he really led his husband out... his back would bloom Not only the young master, none of them can escape.

As if aware of the slander from his retainers, Chen Jing folded his arms into fists and coughed softly: "In the past, my elder brother would go to the martial arts field to teach me, but today he has something to do, so I will go to the martial arts field to practice, sir, if you want to see... "Let's go to the bamboo pavilion and sit."

He Zhongyin did not rest in the bamboo pavilion, but stood outside the martial arts arena with his hands behind his back, watching Chen Jing flipping and turning inside, riding a horse, archery and wrestling, practicing everything. Chen Jing had excellent eyesight, stronger arms, and The ability to walk through Yang with a hundred steps is even more vigorous when dancing with a long knife, and each move is quite elegant.This kind of kung fu has never been seen outside, and it must be the kung fu inherited by the Chen family. The recruits went straight to the gate of life, and the retainers accompanied Chen Jing to practice martial arts. To retainers.

After practicing like this, all the retainers were out of breath, running and lying down, slumped on the ground, unable to get up like a dog biting their butt, Chen Jing walked back and forth in the field, kicking this and dialing that, raising his voice Impatiently said: "Find some people who can breathe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green shirt flew past his eyes, He Zhongyin's toes touched the ground, and Shi Shiran landed on the opposite side: "I will accompany you through a few tricks."

"Master, don't force it," Chen Jing clasped his hands, straightened his back, a pair of canine teeth rustled, "drilling with fists and feet without eyes, the disciple is afraid of hurting the master."

"Your apprentice is so majestic." He Zhongyin took half a step back, opened the folding fan with a snap, and made a gesture of raising his hands, "Since that is the case, let me show you what you are capable of."

These words aroused the young man's heart, Chen Jing geared up, clenched his fists and attacked fiercely. Although the master told him to go all out, he still had some strength. The master is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he must have no time to practice martial arts on weekdays. Make some flowery frames... He punched it, and it was alive, and the figure in front of him was like a moon in the water and a flower in a dream, and it disappeared when he touched it.

Chen Jing blinked his eyes, looked down at the palm of his hand, Mr. was clearly standing here just now, and the dazzling disappeared?

He Zhongyin stepped on the wooden stake and stood with his hands behind his back: "Come again. I brag about it, is this the only thing I can do?"

When Chen Jing was poked at the sore spot, the young man's heart came up, he exerted great strength, and punched fiercely. His fists and feet were windy, and the veins on his forehead burst out. Look, each of them was sweating. I saw the green clothes fluttering in the arena. The two attacked and defended, advanced and retreated. Gang Yirou didn't know how long the fight lasted. Chen Jing couldn't control his strength when he swung his fist, and he rushed forward with inertia. The retainers who watched the battle screamed. He fell back, helping him stagger into the field.

"I lost." Chen Jing was sweating profusely, but his eyes were shining brightly, as if he had eaten honey, "Mr.

On weekdays, his retainers coaxed him to play, the eldest brother didn't bother to accompany him to practice, he had nowhere to use his strength, and kicked wood every day to vent his anger, now that the master is willing to play with him sincerely, he is very happy in his heart.

He Zhongyin straightened his hair crown, shook off the dust on his body, bent down and picked up a branch, and tapped Chen Jing on the shoulder: "Ah Jing, let me ask you, what is the purpose of practicing martial arts?"

"To avenge my father," Chen Jing breathed out, his eyes burning like stars, "my father was defeated by Beiyi Khan Lanchi Aguda in a careless move, and his head was decapitated on the battlefield. If you don’t report it, Ah Jing swears not to be a human being.”

There was a creaking sound in the ear, and the branch was cracked with bare hands, turned into a few pieces of crispy skin, and sprinkled sporadically on the grass.

There was a flash of paleness on the gentleman's face, as if someone had covered his mouth, nose and eyes with wet rice paper, making him unable to breathe.

Chen Jing shook his head and rubbed his eyes: "Sir..."

After regaining clarity in front of his eyes, the gentleman looked as usual, the gaffe just now passed by like a gust of wind, and the trance disappeared.

"If it's really a revenge," He Zhong said indifferently, "how about you?"

If true...

"I don't know," Chen Jing shook his head. He never thought about the future, "Sir, I don't know."

"Ah Jing, your strength is fierce, but your toughness is not enough." He Zhongyin bent over, picked up a new branch, and drew a few strokes on the soil to outline the two camps. Three and exhausted, if one day you lead an army into the enemy's camp, the enemy will not confront you head-on, but go around to the rear of your camp, burn your food and grass and destroy your horses, and then break through your camp, divide it into several sections and attack them one by one, How will you be then?"

"I'll beat the drum and set fire to make the whole army attack and not take half a step back," Chen Jing said. "Whoever dares to flee in front of the battle will send him on the road with random arrows."

"If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood." He Zhongyin sighed. He raised a branch and tapped Chen Jing's shoulder three times, digging out a few red marks. More, less you, one less, Zhang Youchi, courage and strategy, is the perfect way."

Chen Jing leaned over and cupped his hands, saluting respectfully: "Thank you for your enlightenment, sir."

Seeing it was noon, He Zhongyin did not eat with Chen Jing, he followed the route Chen Rui had pointed out to him, and went to the medicine hall alone. When he first came to the general's mansion, he didn't see much, but he found it after staying for a few more days. The winding path inside leads to seclusion, like nine bends and eighteen bends. It is very easy to get lost when walking. If you want to come here, it is an important border area, and there are these rare treasures hidden in it. pass.

The medicine hall is behind the small tea tasting building, hidden among the jungles, there is only a small path back and forth, and only one person can pass through, and there are heavy guards inside and outside the jungle. He Zhongyin took the general's token, and was able to enter the medicine hall unimpeded.

What Chen Rui said is true, in this medicine hall there are rare medicinal materials supplied by traders, there are golden horns and silver leaves that can only be found in the Taihang Mountains outside Yongkang City, and there are some Da Huan Bu Dan rewarded from the court...

These precious materials, which are worth thousands of dollars outside, are piled up in hills here, and we must carefully explore them so as not to waste everything.

He Zhongyin prepared several doses of prescriptions, bundled them into a medicine bag, and carried them out in his hand. He walked and stopped distracted. He didn't know how long he walked, but when he woke up, he didn't know where he stopped. When he looked up, he saw a cave. Songbirds chirped outside, water gurgled under your feet, several creeks meandered and sneaked, and water droplets hit the gravel, splashing and crackling.

Here the soil is fragrant and the breeze is blowing. There is no artificial carving as far as the eye can see. The elegant fragrance of vegetation overflows from the nose. He Zhongyin looks around and bends into the cave. The cave is full of algae. The inside is creamy and greasy, and there are a few golden shiny fish in the water, bubbling and bubbling in the river.

He bent over and raised his palm to fiddle with the water. The little fish seemed to be frightened, and with a flick of its tail, it burrowed into the gravel and was never seen again.

He Zhongyin got up on his knees and walked straight out of the cave, and then there was another small path that only one person could pass. Armed soldiers came over and surrounded him: "Who are you?"

These people wore armor and held steel guns, with a murderous look on their bodies. It was obvious that they had fought with real swords and guns on the battlefield, without any accommodation. Like, a heavy shadow came over He Zhongyin's body: "Where did you break in?"

The cold blade that had been turned on cast a cold light, and the piercing person narrowed his eyes slightly. He Zhongyin understood that these people were serious. If he said something wrong, the blade would fall from the sky and cut off half of his head .

"I am the gentleman who was invited into the mansion by the general, and I still have a badge given by the general at my waist." He Zhongyin spread his hands and turned sideways, "You can bring me to meet the general, and you will know if it is true or not. "

The leader came over, pinched the badge around his waist, looked over and over again, looked calm when he raised his eyes again, pulled out the black silk from the cloth bag, and tied He Zhongyin's eyes: "I'm offended, I'll serve you The general ordered to stay here, except for the general, no one is allowed to approach here, please go back, sir, I will send you back."

Several people came up from them, one of them sent He Zhongyin into Bu Lu, and sat with him inside. He couldn't hear anymore, He Zhongyin waited for half an hour, and then took off the cloth strips, and when the eyes were clear again, he was still standing in front of the medicine hall, just now, the cave was swimming with fish, and the cool breeze in the valley was like a mirage, and suddenly he couldn't see up.

He Zhongyin took the initiative to look for Chen Rui, and told him what happened just now. Chen Rui looked dignified, twirling the beads lightly with his fingers, and said after a long while: "Mr. accidentally intruded into a secret place in my mansion, so I have to go there personally. As long as the rest of the people get close, they will be killed immediately. I feel ashamed that I have frightened you this time. You must remember, when you enter the medicine hall, which way you go in, and you have to go back the same way when you come out. Don’t look around and enter by mistake again. Secretly."

Chen Rui reminded him that Liu He Zhongyin had eaten his dinner, and he wanted to stay another night in the mansion, but He Zhongyin refused to stay any longer, saying that there was still someone waiting at home, and that the pharmacy still had some difficult prescriptions. Look, Chen Rui couldn't keep him, so he had to let him go.

He Zhongyin didn't take the chance, and bought some candied haws, some steamed buns, and some sweet-scented osmanthus candies when he passed by the market, and when he entered his small courtyard, it was already late, and He Xiuzhu was still fanning the fire on the stove, fanning Someone came from behind, He Xiuzhu dropped the firewood, turned his head and let out an exclamation, and swooped down short, bumping He Zhongyin staggeringly, and took half a step back to stand still.

"Why is my son so enthusiastic?" He Zhongyin held up his hands to protect the crumbling candied haws, "but what good did you do?"

"Father," He Xiuzhu looked at people back and forth with a mournful face, "the general's mansion sent a lot of gold, silver and jewels. Is there a girl in the mansion who has not been out of the court, who is interested in you and insists on taking you into the room?"

"Where did you read these market storybooks?" He Zhongyin said with a smile on his face, "Why don't you share them with Dad?"

He Xiuzhu immediately let go of his father, stepped back, buried his head back and fanned the fire: "Where is there, what is there, those things... those things have never been seen before! The night is heavy, dad Go back and rest early!"

"Father is not tired." He Zhongyin sat on the stone bench, took out a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and chewed it in his mouth, "You can fan me, Daddy will sit with you."

He Xiuzhu: "..."

Dad, if you really love your son, why don't you help pick up some firewood?

He only dared to slander in his heart, but he didn't dare to ask his father for help. His father is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he is not good at the stove. All these years, as long as he cooks, it's his life if he doesn't poison him big.

It was windy at night, and He Xiuzhu was only wearing single clothes. He sneezed several times and couldn't help facing the new wind, wrapping himself up in a ball: "This pass is really unusual. It snows for half of the year. The city is still so cold, I don’t know how the beasts live outside. I heard from them in the shop that there are barbarians outside who have never surrendered. They are all tall and big, with hideous faces. They usually drink blood, burn and kill. Looting, I am used to robbing shops and robbing women. It is said that one side supports the other, and everyone in the general's mansion is brave and good at fighting. Brother and sister... Father?!"

The porcelain plate cracked and fell to pieces on the ground.

He Zhongyin knelt down on the ground, his face was pale, his face was green and his lips were red, his eyes and eyes were completely cracked, his five fingers were hooked, he choked his neck tightly, his stomach was overwhelmed, he retched continuously, he vomited out all the cakes, and the tip of his tongue was soaked. Bloodshot.

He Xiuzhu rolled and crawled over, smashed the pastry and tried again and again, but there was no poisonous powder in it, he half-kneeled on the ground, held his father's shoulders, and called one after another: "Daddy, daddy, can you still stand up? I'll help you back to your room for acupuncture!"

"It doesn't matter," He Zhongyin let go of his neck and slowly straightened his body. His eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, his whole face was horrific, only the end of his eyes was slightly red: "Don't mention Bei again..."

The word Beiyi, like the tip of the tongue piercing the poisonous wine in the intestines, made his lungs dry and painful, and he couldn't make a sound.

"I won't mention it anymore, I won't mention it in the future." He Xiuzhu's eyes were red, and he was completely frightened. "Father, I will help you go back to your room to rest, and don't scare your son anymore."

"He Xiuzhu."

"My son is here," He Xiuzhu shuddered, not knowing why his father called him by his first and last name, "What is your order?"

"Listen clearly, father only has one son, you are the only one," He Zhongyin said with a breathless air, like a bamboo standing upright, with his back bent under the weight of the wind and snow, "There was no doll in the past, and from now on... there will be no baby." There won't be any more."