Chapter 9 Seeds (Part 1)

The night is already very deep!

Xiong Daehem left Zhuyuan before the Luoyang city gate was closed. Because he had to go back, his family still needed him to take charge.

Wang Zheng chatted with Zheng Shi'an for a while, and then each rested.

The bamboo garden is quiet, and occasionally there are autumn cicadas chirping, but they disappear without a trace.

The bright and cold moonlight shines through the gaps of bamboo leaves and sprinkles in the bamboo forest, as if it is covered with a layer of white frost on the ground.

Bang!

A crisp sound came out, and Zheng Yanqing took back his palm, looked at the trembling bamboo dry, and his eyebrows twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character. Mao Xiaonian squatted in the distance, holding a towel in his hand, and was staring at the thoughtful Zheng Yanqing intently.

During the day, the Husky's seemingly extremely light strikes made Zheng Yanqing and Pei Xingyan lose their ability to resist.

This greatly touched Yan Qing and made him start to murmur.

He could feel that the Husky was not an ordinary person, or even a normal man. But his powerful means shocked Yan Qing. Does such a man with great martial arts suddenly appear in Luoyang City, do you have any intention?

Husky said that he was doing small business in Luoyang.

Zheng Shian had never heard of this person, nor did Xiong Daehui have ever heard of this person. His origin is inevitably a bit strange.

Yan Qing remembered some of the words Duoduo said when he was about to learn martial arts: the level of martial arts can also be regarded as the degree of use of power. Force is divided into three ways: clumsy power, bright power, hidden power and transforming power. Most ordinary people deal with clumsy power with clumsy power, but force fails to become force... The limbs and bones are as hard as metal and stone, and they are heavy as mountains. Some can be as light as a feather, or they can be as heavy as Mount Tai. At this point, the bones of the bones are initially formed, and the force turns into force, the body turns smoothly but not perverse, and the hands and feet rise and fall in a uniform manner without distraction. The mind is born and the force rises, is strong and fierce but not cast, and the momentum is terrifying, which is Ming power.

To this day, Yan Qing has already changed his bones, but it has not yet transformed from strength to strength.

Because he had not figured out how this intention, force, and energy were combined. And watching the Husky's attack clearly had the use of power to reach a magical state. Yan Qing did not dare to say that he had a thousand pounds of power, but he could still achieve it with a few hundred pounds of force when he had all his strength. As for Pei Xingyan's power, it was better than Yan Qing.

Yan Qing could even feel that Pei Xingyan might have combined his mind and strength, and Ming Jin was born in the first place.

But even so, the Husky could easily separate the two...

Yan Qing began to feel panic and decided to understand the mystery of this "power" as soon as possible.

The bamboo stem is straight, hollow and straight, curved but not broken. Yan Qing stood in front of the bamboo stem and punched out from time to time, but he could not discount the bamboo stem.

It was already very late, but Zheng Yanqing was not sleepy at all.

Still standing in the bamboo forest, thinking carefully about the gains and losses of every punch he had just punched.

Mao Xiaonian didn't understand what was wrong with her young master, and kept hitting Zhugan. But she could vaguely feel the panic and anxiety in Yan Qing's heart. It was almost time to go, and Zheng Yanqing was still practicing.

Xiao Nian wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to persuade him.

To be honest, this young master reads a lot of books, is smart, and has meticulous thoughts. What help can he help him if he can't even understand the problem? Since he can't help, it's better to just sit by and watch quietly.

When the young master can figure it out, there will naturally be nothing wrong!

The late autumn wind is soft, but also cool.

In the second half of the night, the temperature suddenly dropped.

The wind began to become stronger, swaying the bamboo stems and making rustling sounds. Zheng Yanqing sat on the ground, quietly watching the tall bamboo stems swaying in the strong wind, but they were never broken. He seemed to have some understanding, but he couldn't understand it.

Mao Xiaonian walked up and draped a cloak on Yan Qing's body.

"Young master, it's already very late. Go to bed early. Some things are unhurried. If you can't figure it out, let go first and don't think about it. Haven't you said that everything will go naturally. When it's time to understand, you will understand naturally. Don't force yourself too much."

Yan Qing closed his eyes and felt a little tired.

Xiaonian said nothing wrong. Some things cannot be forced...

He stood up and was about to turn around and leave, a bamboo leaf fell lightly on his face, took it down and threw it aside.

But the bamboo leaves did not fall to the ground, but instead fluttered again with the wind.

Zheng Yanqing suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Xiao Nian, "What did you say just now?"

Mao Xiaonian was startled, subconsciously took a step back, and said timidly: "I said it's too late..."

"Not this sentence, the one behind!"

"Let everything go with the flow, let go if you can't figure it out..."

Yan Qing suddenly turned around and looked at the bamboo swaying in the wind. As if he understood it all at once, he took two steps quickly, rushed to a bamboo stalker in the blink of an eye, and raised his hand and punched it out. On the surface, the strength of his punch was far inferior to the previous one, but the moment the fist fell on the bamboo stalker, it made a light crack.

The bamboo stem, which was as thick as a fist, was discounted by him with one punch.

Yes, that's the feeling!

The Tao Te Ching said: To be weak and keep quiet. Returning to the root is called quiet, which is called returning to one's destiny; to return to one's destiny is called constant, and knowing constant is called bright...

The same is true for the use of power. The more forced you are, the more powerful you are.

Zheng Yanqing couldn't help laughing, shouted loudly, stepped forward and punched out again, and a bamboo immediately broke. He kept feeling the change of power, punching again and again, and at the end, a strong wind blew, whirring.

After discounting seven or eight bamboos in a row, Yan Qing quickly retreated.

In the bamboo garden, there was a mess, with more than a dozen bamboos lying on the ground.

Wang Zheng and Zheng Shi'an were awakened and walked out of the bamboo building with their clothes. Seeing this, Wang Zheng couldn't help but clapped his hands and smiled and nodded.

He didn't understand any clumsy power or strength, but he could feel Yan Qing's growth in this moment.

This child is indeed very spiritual. When he arrives in the future, he doesn't know what he will grow up. Unfortunately, he doesn't know if he has the opportunity to see that day coming.

The joy after the breakthrough is undoubtedly huge!

But there is also pain. The method of Chuming's strength is not mature in the use of this "strong", so when she woke up the next day, Zheng Yanqing's hands were red and swollen like buns. Mao Xiaonian rubbed her medicinal wine, and Zheng Yanqing kept baring her teeth in pain. Xiaonian kept laughing, because at this moment, she felt that Yan Qing was a child.

A day later, Dou Fengjie followed his father Dou Gui and set off for Ziyang.

Yan Qing sent Dou Fengjie to Shili Pavilion in Luoyang, and the two of them were reluctant to part and shed tears. Dou Gui didn't say anything to Yan Qing, but after Dou Fengjie got on the carriage, he bowed to Zheng Yanqing and immediately bowed slightly.

This is an act that violates the etiquette system, but it also represents Dou Gui's deep gratitude to Yan Qing.

If it weren't for Zheng Yanqing's words that night, I'm afraid he would have ignored his family affection with his son in his entire life. Speaking of which, Yan Qing saved him a father-son relationship. Even if it was against the etiquette, Zheng Yanqing could accept it calmly.

Watching Dou Fengjie and his carriage go further and further away, Zheng Yanqing stops in the Shili Pavilion for a long time...

On the sixth day after winter, the first snow is coming.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, dyeing the Heluo land into a vast snow-white area overnight.

Yang Guang started his northern tour since spring, from Luoyang to Zhuojun, from Zhuojun to Yulin County, and then arrived at the Qimin Khan Court. From the royal court, he passed through Taiyuan and Hanoi, and returned to Luoyang the day before the winter snow came.

It's really strange to say that Yang Guang built the Eastern Capital, on the one hand, because the Heluo River and Luo River are rich, and on the other hand, because he wanted to intimidate Shandong scholars and horses. However, the Luoyang city was built and the magnificent Western Garden was built, but Yang Guang seemed to be unwilling to stay in Luoyang. It is said that on the first day he returned to Luoyang, he issued an edict to go to the west after the beginning of spring.

It is said that even the distance has been chosen, just waiting for the ice and snow to melt in spring.

This does not seem to be the emperor of an empire, but rather a famous man who likes to travel around the country. Of course, there is no reason for the Western Tour. In the third year of Daye, Emperor Yang of Sui sent Xue Shixiong to send troops to the Western Regions, defeated the Tuyuhun people, and established four counties.

When going on a tour at this time, I naturally had the intention of promoting martial arts and pacifying the northwest.

But if you are an emperor, you don’t stay in the imperial capital all day long, you will be suspected of not doing your job properly.

Zheng Yanqing pushed open the bamboo window, and a cold wind blew over his face with the rising snowflakes, causing the temperature in the bamboo building to drop sharply.

"Brother Yan Qing, have you heard of it?"

Zheng Hongyi sat in the room, playing backgammon with Xu Shiji, while smiling and turning his head to look at Zheng Yanqing.

Dou Fengjie has left, but it does not mean that Zheng Yanqing can calm down.

Seeing that the end of the year was about to end, Yan Shigu had not returned home for many years, so he had the idea of ​​going home to worship his ancestors. This was human nature, and Zheng Renji could not stop him. However, as soon as Yan Shigu left, Zheng Hongyi and Xu Shiji's studies would be delayed.

Xu Shiji is thirteen years old and may enter the official school next year, which is the most important time.

Later, Mrs. Cui said privately: "Mr. Yan wants to go home to worship his ancestors, which is also a big deal and cannot be stopped.

Hongyi and Xu Shiji's studies are not difficult to delay... Why not do this? How about letting them go to Zhuyuan?"

Since Zheng Yanqing took the initiative to come to the door, Mrs. Cui sent someone to ask Zheng Yanqing to write a copy, and the relationship between the two sides has eased a lot.

In fact, there are no grudges on both sides that cannot be resolved.

It was Zheng Shi'an who blocked Mrs. Cui's wealth at the beginning, which made Mrs. Cui feel unhappy. Now, Zheng Shi'an has returned to the clan, and in terms of seniority, he is still Zheng Renji's uncle... In addition, Yan Qing's reputation is very good. Zhuyuan has no longer relied on Anyuantang since Zheng Shi'an's grandson moved in. There is no entanglement of interests, and Zheng Hongyi is extremely intimate with Yan Qing, so Mrs. Cui gradually loses resentment. She asked Yan Qing for her before, but she was not very sure that Yan Qing would give her face. But she did not know that she agreed without saying a word, and Mrs. Cui has faced her to the outside world.

Zheng Renji disagreed at first, not because he looked down on Zheng Yanqing, but because he was afraid that Yanqing would be too young and that a few children would get together, which delayed his studies.

Mrs. Cui said: "Although Zheng Yanqing is young, she is very steady in doing things, and she looks like a little adult.

Have you forgotten the previous incident of Xiongdahai? You didn't do it, but they kept silent and made big things small.

If you ask me, Hongyi has nothing wrong with the past. With Zheng Yanqing there, Xu Shiji will work harder, don’t you think?"

In this way, Zhuyuan became the Zheng family’s nursery.

Yan Qing shook his head and asked, "What did you hear?"

"The barbarians of the Japanese slave country are really ridiculous. They were actually written in the letter of the country: The emperor wrote a letter from the sun and the emperor was safe... I heard that the emperor was very unhappy after reading it. He blamed the Minister of the Honglu for being severely harshly, and did not even summon the envoy of the Japanese slave country."

"Overseas barbarians don't know what they are!"

Yan Qing vaguely remembers this passage about the Japanese's book and saw it in Zizhi Tongjian. It seemed that Yang Guang was very unhappy and said: Those who write rudely should not hear it again.

Don’t let me know about a letter of nationality like this in the future!

Zheng Yanqing could hear that Xu Shiji looked down on the Japanese people very much.

In fact, how many people respect this territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, especially in Luoyang City?
To be continued...