A few people arrived unknowingly and came to Yufu Hutong, Xizhimen.

Tang Yajun led it into a small yard.

When I arrived at the main house, I opened the door and the old furniture in my home was revealed in front of Yue Zhengyang.

The Eight Immortals Table, the Grand Master's Chair, the table, there is a large jar on the table, and there are seven or eight scrolls inserted in the big jar.

Yue Zhengyang knew at first glance that they were all old objects, at least the Eight Immortals Table, and the table was from the Ming Dynasty. Yue Zhengyang didn't look closely, for fear that the two of them would find out.

Tang Yajun entered the east wing and took out a copybook-like thing from a desk drawer.

Yue Zhengyang saw from the crack in the door that the desk was from the Qing Dynasty, and there seemed to be something in the drawer.

When he came out of the east wing, Tang Yajun handed the things in his hand to Jiang Jinsheng. Jiang Jinsheng took them and saw that it was indeed "Ze Fang Poetry Letter".

When he opened it, Yue Zhengyang saw rows of red seals stamped on the copybook, and the handwriting was clearly visible.

"The fragrance of the green calyx is rejuvenated in the courtyard, the dew is as drunk as it is, and the remaining clouds are as bright as it is. The painting is hard to write, and the creation is only good, dancing butterflies are in the path of fragrance, and chasing the evening breeze."

The regular script of large characters is also a thin gold style of Emperor Huizong of Song Dynasty. Seeing two characters in each line, the brushwork is quick and flexible, the brushwork is thin and vigorous, the brushwork is exposed, the style is outstanding, and the personality is very strong.

Yue Zhengyang thought to himself, "Oh my god, how could such a good thing be so bad that I was so fucked by this."

I was anxious but my face didn't show any of it.

"Zhengyang, you see there are calligraphy and paintings, so you can also take a pair of them. It's useless for me to keep these things, and they are also materials for making fire." Tang Yajun pointed to the direction of the big jar.

You are a damn thing about life, I’m afraid you’re not stupid when you serve as a soldier. Don’t want to give it to the man, men care about it.

"Okay, I'm not polite,"

Yue Zhengyang took out a scroll in a large jar as he made a mold.

"Hey, runner-up, why are there no one in your family?"

"Oh, this is my grandfather's yard. Did he die half a year ago? My parents and I don't live here, so we're empty.

My parents wanted to sell the house, but no one wanted it, and it was very troublesome to buy and sell it." Tang Yajun answered truthfully.

Yue Zhengyang walked around and said, "Oh, I want to buy it, but I can't make it hard for you to pass the household."

At this time, Jiang Jinsheng raised his head, closed the copybook of "Ze Fang Poetry" and interrupted.

"Look for me, I have a way. As soon as my relatives are in the Housing Reform Bureau, my buddy will complete it."

When Yue Zhengyang heard Jiang Jinsheng's words, he hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Jiang Jinsheng, almost kissing Mr. Jiang's white face.

"Mr. Jiang, this is done and you are my brother."

This made Young Master Jiang think that Yue Zhengyang had some bad habits and got goosebumps all over.

"How is it? Runner-up, tell your parents. Should I sell this yard to me?"

"Okay, I'll mention this to my dad."

"By the way, ask your dad, if your family doesn't want these furniture, calligraphy and paintings, I can sell them all, so that you can avoid moving around.

At that time, I will paste these paintings on the wall, and the teapot in my hand will also enjoy the life of the elderly."

Jiang Jinsheng pointed at Yue Zhengyang and said to Tang Yajun.

"Hey, this kid, I really know how to enjoy it, but I have never seen you as a lively old man. You are so stupid, haven't you even married your wife yet?

Let’s continue the life of the elderly, get married and have two children as soon as possible, and contribute to our new society. Haha”

"I think he dare not marry him, may he be afraid of his wife?" Tang Yajun followed Jiang Jinsheng and mocked Yue Zhengyang.

Yue Zhengyang was so tired of being teased by the two of them, and waved his hand and said.

"Okay, okay, go home quickly and see what time it is. I'm afraid it's going to be twelve o'clock when I get home.

I am the only one in my family. You have to be careful of your butt when you go home.”

After saying that, Yue Zhengyang was like learning how adults train children.

"You little turtle, where have you been fooled? Why don't you beat me up today? Why is it so popular? I'm not your father."

Yue Zhengyang imitated Jiang Jinsheng and the others laughed.

In this way, the three of them laughed and laughed out of the door.

Jiang Jinsheng and the others are from HD, and Yue Zhengyang is not in the same direction as them.

So he said goodbye to the two of them, and asked Tang Yajun to do a good job to come to Dashilan to notify him, and made an appointment with the two to play next time.

…………

In the early morning, a white light was reflected from the east, and the birds were chirping, awakening the sleeping people.

There was a hazy feeling in the air, with a hint of cold air.

Yue Zhengyang walked through alleys and ran towards the Temple of Heaven Park.

Pei Hongying had not arrived this morning, so Yue Zhengyang had to punch himself first.

Yue Zhengyang's fist was strong and powerful, and his fist exploded. The soles of his feet were scraping the ground, and he was so whizzing and moving, making him feel inflexible.

The fist wind changes unpredictably, sometimes grabbing and disturbing, sometimes fist and sometimes palm, fingers hitting, attacking left and right, and then Yue Zhengyang whistled, his hands gathered his energy and calmed down, and the alchemy energy sinks.

Then Yue Zhengyang's mouth opened slightly, and a white air shot out from his mouth, reaching several feet away, and then he inhaleed and flattened his abdomen.

As soon as Yue Zhengyang finished punching, he heard the applause from the tree.

"Yue Zhengyang, you punched so hard. You feel even better than the guard in my house. I didn't expect that you were so powerful at a young age. Today I will teach me how to practice."

When you hear the sound, Yue Zhengyang knew it was Pei Hongying. Her voice was like an oriole, crisp and pleasant.

"Okay, I think you've been practicing boxing for five or six years, right?"

"Well, it's been six years since I was thirteen."

After practicing for six years at the age of thirteen, it was nineteen. Yue Zhengyang calculated with his fingers, "Oh, he is the same age as him!"

"Since you have been practicing for so long, don't learn Xingyiquan. I will teach you Tai Chi, so that you won't throw away what you have practiced before, and the two can be combined."

"Then let's start!"

In fact, Pei Hongying said to Yue Zhengyang yesterday that he was still very cautious when practicing thick waist and wide hips, so he still accepted Tai Chi with pleasure.

"Although you had the foundation for practicing qigong before, you did not have solid basic skills. Today we will start with horse stance.

The legs are slightly bent, the waist is vertical, and don’t use force on both legs. Just let the legs just support your body balance. You can’t have any more strength. This is just like water in a tank. Just add another drop and it will overflow the water tank.”

Yue Zhengyang looked at Pei Hongying slowly stole his horse as he said, and his things started to be irregular, his body was a little stiff, and his legs were too tight.

Yue Zhengyang touched Pei Hongying's knees and calves with his hands to help her adjust the wrong posture.

After touching it, Yue Zhengyang saw that Pei Hongying's face was not abnormal. Yue Zhengyang breathed calmly. He was not a hooligan. He is a role model."

Yue Zhengyang stopped his horse and continued to tell Pei Hongying.

"Your breathing method needs to be changed, and the breathing of the stent exercise adopts reverse abdominal breathing.

Reverse abdominal breathing is relative to abdominal breathing... Do you know the intention of abdominal breathing?... Abdominal breathing is easy to understand, it is the process of people inhaling and exhaling in a relaxed state.

Reverse abdominal breathing is to turn the abdominal breathing over. When inhaling, the lower abdomen is retracted, the diaphragm rises, the qi in the dantian rises, the stomach naturally rises, the chest naturally expands, and increase lung capacity.

When exhaling, the lower abdomen protrudes, the diaphragm descends, gathers in the internal qi of the stomach, sinks to the dantian, and the stomach and chest naturally calm down.

Yes, yes, that's it..."

At this time, Yue Zhengyang had already pressed his right hand on Pei Hongying's abdomen, and as Pei Hongying breathed, he rolled around her abdomen, like a small boat in the waves.

Pei Hongying's face gradually turned red. She had never had such an intimate contact with any man. She secretly glanced at Yue Zhengyang and saw that Yue Zhengyang's face was normal, thinking that she was thinking too much.

So, calmed down and continued to fall with Yue Zhengyang's palms.

The two of them didn't know whether it was Pei Hongying's abdomen that drove Yue Zhengyang's hand, or whether Yue Zhengyang's hand led Pei Hongying's abdomen.

They cooperate like friends and lovers for many years. At this moment, they seem to have forgotten the people coming and going in the park and the falling leaves.

When a ray of sunlight passes through the gaps of autumn leaves, it reflects on the faces of the two, and they are like frightened birds, separated from each other.

Yue Zhengyang smiled stupidly, Pei Hongying blushed, lowered her head, and played with a strand of hair in her hand.

She now feels like a deer in her heart, jumping around.

Seeing that they were embarrassed, Yue Zhengyang had to say with a shameless face.

"Hongying, you...you...that, you will practice like this in the future. I will be here every morning. If you have anything you don't understand, ask me, you, you will continue to practice your previous boxing skills, both basic skills and moves."

"Well," Pei Hongying didn't hear what Yue Zhengyang was saying. She was in a mess now, so she agreed casually and wanted to leave here immediately.

When Yue Zhengyang saw Pei Hongying feeling sluggish, his body swayed back and forth, he immediately understood in his heart that the girl was thin-skinned.

So he said, "Then let's practice here today, you can go back first."

When Pei Hongying heard Yue Zhengyang's words, he didn't say anything. He picked up his own things and ran out of this place that made him feel ashamed.

Looking at the slim back of the distance, Yue Zhengyang shook his head and laughed loudly. 0 The back of his hands shaking, walking out of this rippling place. He also hummed and sang.

"Sister, please sit on the bow of the boat... Brother, you walk on the shore... I love you, the rope is swinging, oh, swinging..."

Looking at the people who practice qigong in the park, they are basically the same as in later generations, just like aerobics, and there is no real martial arts foundation.

Because after liberation, one was afraid that ordinary people would not understand the law and heroes would violate the taboos with martial arts. The other was that society is peaceful today to avoid real turmoil in martial arts.

Lead by the relevant state departments, a group of old martial artists studied and wrote existing martial arts into martial arts exercises, which not only strengthens the body but also prevents martial arts from harming society.
Chapter completed!