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After Wei Jingyang did the warm-up exercises, he practiced boxing with Ah Cheng. He also learned military boxing in his previous life, but it was a little different from here, but he was also very quick to learn. After all, he could remember everything after watching Wei Jingyang once. standard action.But Wei Jingyang's condition was very bad today, his fist hit the fist pile limply, and Ah Cheng frowned.

Ah Cheng was swinging a few punches, smashing the fist pile and shaking it. When he noticed Wei Jingyang again, Ah Cheng couldn't bear it anymore. The general handed him over to learn boxing. Ah Cheng couldn't take it anymore, he didn't look full.

Ah Cheng stopped and walked to Wei Jingyang and scolded: "You haven't eaten today, and your punches are soft, and you don't even make a sound. If you don't want to practice, then don't practice." In this way, although it seems that the strength is slightly weaker, but at any rate, the attitude is serious. As a master, he is not afraid that the apprentice is stupid, but he is afraid that the apprentice will not understand and perfunctory.

Wei Jingyang stopped his movements and replied: "Brother Ah Cheng, it's not that I didn't eat today. The general pressed me to practice calligraphy for half an hour last night. My wrist hurts when I exert myself."

Ah Cheng, who was quite angry at first, immediately laughed when he heard Wei Jingyang's words, stretched out his hand and patted the boy's head and smiled, "It turns out that you were also forced to practice calligraphy by the general. You are such a poor little fellow. Don't practice boxing for now, it's not good to leave hidden wounds, you can practice leg strength with me. Yangyang, you really practiced calligraphy for half an hour, you boy is really good at it! If you can persist for so long, he can't do it arrive."

Ah Cheng really admired Yang Yang, thinking that he was forced to practice calligraphy by the general two years ago, thinking of that feeling now, Ah Cheng felt a dull pain in his wrist.Fortunately, he was just a soldier, and the general didn't stipulate how good he could write, so when he learned to write, it was a bit ugly, and the general didn't force him to continue learning.

As for the young man in front of him, the general accepted him as an apprentice, so the general must have high requirements. Ah Cheng thought that this young man was forced to practice calligraphy every day, and he suddenly sympathized with the little guy.For the old man, Ah Cheng, when he practiced boxing, he could always learn small things by learning slowly, but calligraphy is different. The brush will break when he is pinched hard. It is too difficult to control the soft tip of the pen. Ah Cheng's life, that memory made Ah Cheng miserable.

Wei Jingyang's wrist was rested, and it didn't hurt so much. After training his leg strength, Ah Cheng had already brought medicinal wine, and called Wei Jingyang to come over, and asked the boy to hold the medicinal wine and rub it more, which would be good for the injury.After Wei Jingyang thanked Ah Cheng, he went back with the medicinal wine, while Ji Jie was already waiting in the yard.

Looking at the person staring at him, Wei Jingyang was so angry that he took off his clothes and shouted viciously: "What are you looking at, I want to take a bath, sir." After practicing for an hour, he Now I am sweating all over my body and my clothes are soaked.

Ji Jie looked at the boy with fried hair, and said with a calm smile, "Go take a bath, the general said that you haven't practiced calligraphy for half an hour, so I will save this lunch for dinner."

After Wei Jingyang heard this, he threw his sweaty clothes at Ji Jie angrily. Seeing that Ji Jie, who was not very strong, could not avoid being hit by the clothes on his face, he felt a little better. Take a bath in the bathtub behind the screen.

Wei Jingyang felt much refreshed after taking a bath, ignored Ji Jie's urging, and slowly applied medicated oil on his wrists. Jingyang has practiced for three or four years, and that teammate is envious.

Now that he uses a brush to write, even if he doesn't like it, he has to follow the trend.If he can't write well, he will practice slowly for five or six years. He should be good at handwriting anyway, so Wei Jingyang is going to discuss it after Han Rui returns, and change the amount of one hour a day to two quarters of an hour. As you get used to it, gradually increase the time.

At this time, Ji Jie was sitting on the side table, watching Wei Jingyang rubbing his wrists, then he picked up the brush and began to write slowly.Soon Ji Jie frowned, Lao Gao, is Wei Jingyang writing?The words that appeared on the paper were all one-character. In Ji Jie's eyes, Wei Jingyang was perfunctory. Although he was quite serious looking at that expression, writing so many one-character characters could really improve calligraphy. good.

However, although Ji Jie looked uncomfortable, he didn't bring it up. After the general saw it, he would definitely take care of this kid.The people around the general respected him very much, only this kid was eccentric every time he saw him. Although Ji Jie didn't care about it, he was still unhappy, so he was going to ask the general to punish this kid and suppress him Arrogant arrogance.

Han Rui never came back. Under Ji Jie's supervision, Wei Jingyang wrote down five or six words. Jingyang has been holding the brush for half an hour.

Finally finished writing, Wei Jingyang rubbed his wrists, Ji Jie finally asked the servants to set up a meal, the half-sized man ate the poor old man, Wei Jingyang's stomach was already croaking at this time, and he couldn't wait to grab the chopsticks to eat after washing his hands , As for the sore wrist, it doesn't matter if you can't hold the food all the time. Ji Jie saw the soup and vegetables on the table, and suddenly lost his appetite.

When Han Rui walked into the room, he saw Wei Jingyang's wind and clouds, even if he couldn't hold his chopsticks, he couldn't stop his hungry stomach.Han Rui looked at Ji Jie and asked, "Why don't you move your chopsticks? The dishes don't suit your appetite. How is Yang Yang's handwriting practice today?" Then he asked the servants to add more chopsticks and bowls. He had already eaten with the emperor in the palace , but he was not full, and what Yang Yang ate was delicious, which aroused Han Rui's appetite.

When Han Rui asked, Ji Jie put down the chopsticks in his hand and said: "I don't have much appetite, you can see the calligraphy he practiced, so I won't talk about it, but he did have enough writing brushes for half an hour, general, since I After completing the task, I will go back first, and I will wake you up early in the morning, and I will go back to take a nap."

Looking at Ji Jie who left, Han Rui picked up a piece of fish meat, kicked off the fishbone, put it in Wei Jingyang's bowl, and asked, "Why did you provoke Ji Jie? He seemed very upset." I like fresh fish, but the fish didn't even move today. Han Rui knew that Yang Yang's wrist was hurting, and the fish was too lazy to eat, so he picked it up for the little guy. Every time he saw the little guy eating, Han Rui felt satisfied. There is a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

Yang Yang used to be fat and ugly, but now under his teachings, not only has he lost weight, but he has also grown more energetic, smart and cute. Although his temper is not very good, Han Rui likes it more and more.

Wei Jingyang ate the fish in the bowl, motioned to Han Rui to pick some for him, watched Han Rui pick up another piece, and then said with satisfaction: "Who knows what's going on with him, maybe he is like a woman, every month There have been so many days, I didn’t provoke him today, he asked me to practice calligraphy, I practiced for more than half an hour, and my stomach was so hungry that he was willing to ask for food, and that guy kept facing me Frowning, looking at him, I lost the mood to write."

If Ji Jie heard Wei Jingyang's words, he would definitely die of anger, he hasn't done anything yet!Not only did this kid throw dirty clothes on him, he even dared to sue him.

Han Rui looked at the angry young man and laughed in a good mood: "Ji Jie probably frowned because he thought your handwriting was not good. Just pretend you didn't see it. If I'm free, I'll just write with you, don't need that kid to look at you, I'll see how bad your handwriting is after dinner, it can be so bad that Ji Jie can't stand it."

Wei Jingyang retorted while eating: "No, I think the more I write, the better I get. I haven't practiced it before. It's very good to be able to write a full word."

Faced with Wei Jingyang's unmotivated thinking, Han Rui was also speechless. Being able to write a complete word is worth showing off. You must know that the sons of the aristocratic family must be able to read and write at the age of five or six. There, like Yangyang, they are already 12 years old. I am old, and I am still complacent about writing a complete word.

After dinner, Han Rui walked to the table, looked at the words on the stack of papers, and finally understood why Ji Jie had an ugly face. Even Han Rui couldn't help but feel unhappy. I didn't practice calligraphy well, so I used one word to perfuse him.

However, when Han Rui picked up each piece of paper, he looked at the words that had no aesthetic feeling at first, and gradually became more proficient, at least somewhat like the words he wrote last night, Han Rui was finally in a good mood Apparently, the child didn't perfunctory him, he just practiced with the simplest characters, what makes perfect, as long as Yang Yang can practice one character well, there will be no problem with the others.

After washing his hands, Wei Jingyang ran over to the table and shouted at Han Rui: "Master, practicing for half an hour at a time is very tiring. My wrists are so sore that I can't even hold chopsticks well. Can I practice for half an hour a day?" One hour, one quarter of an hour at a time, this character is not so easy to practice in a short time, I have to take it slowly, and slowly increase the time after I get used to it."

Han Rui put down the writing in his hand, stretched out his hand to touch Wei Jingyang's head, and scolded in a low voice: "I will be going to school in more than a month, and you are just like a dog crawling. If you don't practice quickly, do you have to do it?" It’s impossible to be laughed at in the academy. Although this kind of practice will hurt your wrist for a few days at the beginning, but after five or six days you will be able to adapt to the pain, so practice hard for me. If your handwriting is still the same after a month If you look like this, then you can practice calligraphy for an extra hour, and martial arts can be practiced slowly, no one cares. This calligraphy is a face, if you don’t write well, it’s not the face of the Marquis of Wei, but the face of you and me.”

Wei Jingyang rubbed his head that hurt from being knocked, and after listening to Han Rui's words, he thought that if he was really poorly written by these ancient jokes, Wei Jingyang would definitely die of suffocation, so it is imperative to practice calligraphy .

Han Rui watched the young man go silent, knowing that the boy had made up his mind. After spending time together, Han Rui could somewhat understand Yang Yang's personality. The boy refused to admit defeat and worked hard enough.As for the writing, it was really difficult for someone who had never written with a pen, Han Rui could still understand Yang Yang.When he asked those personal guards to practice calligraphy, the expressions of those boys were darker than Yangyang.

Stretching out his hand to rub the young man's head, Han Rui said with a smile, "Okay, don't think too much, as long as you practice hard for a month, at least you can write neatly. Now I will take you to meet the master, and just give the ceremony That's all right, after the apprentice ceremony, you will be my current apprentice, and the master will make decisions for you in everything you do in the future, and no one will dare to bully you again."

Wei Jingyang nodded, although he still didn't want to worship this man who was younger than him as a teacher, but Han Rui was really good to him, and Wei Jingyang had no reason not to like a person who really cared about you.

This time Han Rui rode a horse, Wei Jingyang sat in front of Han Rui, Han Rui held the rein in one hand, hugged the young man in the other, and rushed towards the Huguo Temple with the belly of the horse. Huguo Temple is in the capital. On Xiangshan Mountain, Qiushan College is on a small hill next to Huguo Temple. After Yangyang arrives at Qiushan College, he can often go to Huguo Temple. His master is very skilled in martial arts. I believe the master will be willing to teach Yangyang often. For Yang Yang, there are many benefits.

Han Rui's entry into Beijing was summoned by the emperor, and he will still be transferred outside after the meritorious deeds are rewarded. Even if Yang Yang lives in Rui Wang's mansion, Han Rui is still afraid that Wei Jingyang will be bullied. His master is extremely protective, as long as the master admits As Yang Yang's disciple, no one would dare to touch Yang Yang. You must know that the emperor valued his master very much. Anyone who disrespects his master is disrespecting the emperor. No one in Beijing dares to be unreasonable to his master.

Two quarters of an hour later, Han Rui brought Wei Jingyang to the foot of Huguo Temple. He pointed to the hill next to him and said to Wei Jingyang, "Over there is Qiushan College. You will go there to study in a month or so. The master does not ask you to read well, but at least you must understand the facts and distinguish between the wrong and the wrong."

Wei Jingyang looked at Qiushan College, the college was built on the hillside, the stairs were faintly visible, and the houses were looming among the tall trees. There was no one there, it should be that the college was on vacation.In his previous life, Wei Jingyang had never been to school, except for kindergarten, so in this life, he was a little complicated when he learned from Wei Jingyang last time.

Han Rui didn't give Wei Jingyang much time, he flicked the reins, and the smart horse immediately ran towards the trail knowingly.Although Huguo Temple has hundreds of stairs, Han Rui always rides up the path directly on horseback.He still remembers the first time he came to apprentice as a teacher, Han Rui was not in good health, but he still followed his father through the hundreds of steps. After he finished walking the stairs, he passed out due to heatstroke, but became a master in a daze. This made his father happy for a whole year. Originally, his father thought of countless possibilities and methods before taking him as an apprentice.

After a few minutes, defender Jingyang and the others came to the end of the path, Han Rui got off his horse and Wei Jingyang followed, Han Rui patted the horse's neck, and the maroon horse ran to the side of the road to eat the grass.

Han Rui took Wei Jingyang's hand and said, "Come on, come in with me. Only the master should be here at this time. If my uncle is here, you should ignore him. He is a bit strange. If you pay attention to him, he will surround you." Let you talk for a long time, never ending."

Han Rui knocked on the door, and after a while a little boy opened the courtyard door, Han Rui greeted the little boy, and took Wei Jingyang to the courtyard where his master often stayed.

The inner courtyard is very wide. Wei Jingyang looked at the weapon racks in the courtyard, which were full of weapons. Many Wei Jingyang had never seen anyone who could not name them. When Han Rui stepped into the courtyard, a middle-aged The man came out, and after seeing Han Rui, a faint smile appeared on his expressionless face.

After seeing the other party, Han Rui immediately yelled, "Master and apprentice came back to see you. You are in good health."

The man turned towards Han Rui and said, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. I'm strong as a teacher, and I'm getting darker when I'm taller. I've been suffering outside these years. Who is this kid?" Han Rui's master looked and followed Han Rui. The boy behind Rui asked curiously.

His apprentice was young, his face was expressionless, and he had no friends since he was a child. Apart from his brothers, he had never seen this kid bring any friends over these years.

After hearing the master's words, Han Rui smiled and said, "Master, this is my young apprentice. Show me how your qualifications are. You can practice inner strength alone in less than half a month."

Han Rui said and pushed Wei Jingyang to the master, just when Han Rui was the master and wanted to pull Wei Jingyang to check, he saw a black shadow suddenly rushing over from the courtyard wall, Wei Jingyang didn't respond yet When he came over, he was pulled up to the top of the wall by the black shadow, which scared Wei Jingyang enough. The top of the wall was three to four meters high, even if he fell down, he would die, and he would be injured internally.

Han Rui's master looked at the junior who was not in good shape, and looked at the people on the wall with a dark face and scolded: "What are you doing, junior, put him down quickly, you are scaring people and children."

Han Rui also realized at this time that it was his uncle who hijacked Yangyang, and immediately shouted nervously: "Uncle, please put Yangyang down quickly, he is young and has not learned lightness kung fu, if he falls accidentally, he will be killed." hurt."

At this time, the man holding Wei Jingyang glanced at the two people under the courtyard wall and shouted with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, I won't drop this child, I will check the child's qualifications, It must be good to make Rui Xiaozi's eyes higher than the top's fancy."

As he spoke, he groped Wei Jingyang for a while, Wei Jingyang's face darkened, if he didn't know that this person was Han Rui's uncle, he would have thought that this person was molesting him.

Han Rui's uncle touched Wei Jingyang's body a few times, suddenly his face was pleasantly surprised, and then he said to Wei Jingyang anxiously: "What's your name, how old are you this year, have you paid respects to your teacher?"

Under Han Rui's scorching gaze, Wei Jingyang replied with difficulty: "If you go back to Master Uncle, my name is Wei Jingyang, and I am 12 years old. The master brought me here this time to prepare for the ceremony."

After Han Rui's uncle heard Wei Jingyang's words, he burst out laughing and shouted three times. When Han Rui frowned and felt that things were about to happen, and Wei Jingyang was puzzled, Han Rui's uncle Suddenly shouted towards Han Rui's master: "Brother, I have decided, this child will worship me as a master and be my apprentice in the future. Kid Rui, you are still just a child, and you haven't even gotten married. Let’s talk about it after you get married.”

Han Rui is the master uncle. Under Han Rui's call and master Han Rui's scolding, he ran away with the inexplicable Wei Jingyang.When Wei Jingyang wanted to open his mouth to ask what was going on, he took a big breath and closed his mouth tightly, but he was thinking about what kind of rhythm this was. No wonder Han Rui would say that there was something wrong with his uncle. Apprentice's apprentice, how can this be a problem? In Wei Jingyang's view, this uncle's mind is too big.