Chapter 169： Practice martial arts

At noon, Jiang Sanlang and his family sat together to have dinner.

“Dad, Uncle Zhang Meng wants to teach his younger brother martial arts.”

Yingbao told his parents: "He also showed us a set of punches today. I think they are pretty good. He should be able to do a few things."

Jiang Sanlang was not surprised at all, "Zhang Meng and Xu Kun are both soldiers guarding the border. They are old acquaintances of Wen Fu, and they are probably equally matched in martial arts."

He didn’t know Zhang Meng and Xu Kun, but he knew Wen Fu was very skilled.

Jiang Sanlang asked his two sons: "Do you really want to learn martial arts?"

Jiang Jie shook his head repeatedly: "I don't want to."

I saw Uncle Xu Kun hitting Uncle Zhang Meng with a hammer earlier, but he was frightened, so he didn't want to learn any martial arts from those two people.

Jiang Wu blinked and nodded: "I want to learn, and my sister will learn too." It means that my sister will learn with him.

Jiang Sanlang shocked his son and said angrily: "If you want to learn, you can learn. If you don't want to, don't go. Why are you dragging your sister with you? Your sister is a girl, how can she wield a knife and a gun?"

The key point is, how can I let my daughter worship a man as her master? This is absolutely inappropriate.

"Why not?" Jiang Wu said with dissatisfaction, holding his forehead: "If my sister doesn't learn, I won't learn either."

Jiang Sanlang didn't want to pay attention to his son and just immersed himself in drinking porridge. "It's up to you. If you don't want to learn martial arts, just study hard and take the exam in the future."

Jiang Wu:…

He doesn’t want to take the exam, and he can’t pass it.

Because every time the master was asked to recite the textbook, he would get slapped on the palm of his hand. If he wasn't afraid of being beaten by his parents, he wouldn't even go to school.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Jiang Wu asked: "Then if I go to practice martial arts, will I not have to study?"

"Who said you don't need to study to practice martial arts?" Jiang Sanlang glared at him, "How can you practice martial arts if you don't study? What have you learned in the Three Character Classic? Jade cannot be made into a weapon if it is not carved, and people cannot learn righteousness without learning. Didn't Master teach you that? "?"

Jiang Wu’s face dropped.

After eating, the two boys washed up and went back to the house and climbed onto the kang.

Jiang Jie listened to his younger brother sighing and said quietly: "Stupid, if you go to practice martial arts every day, you don't have to stay in the school all day long. It will also mean that you can't memorize books in the future."

Can it still be like this? Jiang Wu was enlightened.

That's right, I'm practicing martial arts with Uncle Zhang, so I definitely won't have time to go to school, and my master won't be able to take advantage of him.

"Hey, Master also said that I am born with talents that will be useful. If I am not good at studying and passing exams, I can still do other things in the future. As long as I work hard and can be a top scholar in all walks of life, I will be a top scholar in martial arts from now on."

Although their master was old-fashioned, he was sometimes open-minded. He didn't mind whether students could pass the exams, but students who studied under him had to hit the clock for a day, and if they didn't study seriously, they had to be beaten.

The next day, Jiang Wu got up early and ran to tell Uncle Zhang that he decided to practice martial arts while his parents were not paying attention.

"Your parents agreed?" Zhang Meng was very happy to hear this, but he was worried that it was just the child's wishful thinking.

In case Jiang Cunzheng disagrees, he can't accept this child as his disciple privately.

"Agree! Everyone agrees! They also said that they want to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony." In fact, no, but as long as I promise to study martial arts well and not delay my studies, my parents will not object.

Zhang Meng laughed and patted Jiang Wu on the shoulder, "Okay! In that case, let's start now."

“Start with what?” Jiang Wu didn’t know why.

“Take the big muscles!” Zhang Meng said: “The first step in practicing martial arts is to know how to train the big muscles in all parts of the body so that they can be used freely.”

Seeing that Jiang Wu was still confused, Zhang Meng picked up a branch and broke it in two parts, "You see, this branch is like your bones. It will break if it is not protected."

He picked up two ropes and wrapped them around the branches. "These ropes are like your big tendons. They can not only protect your bones from external damage, but also help you use your strength to attack others with the strongest force."

Jiang Wu nodded, staring at the master with unblinking eyes and listening carefully. Zhang Meng pinched Jiang Wu's shoulders, arms, lumbar vertebrae, thighs and calves, "There are big tendons here. You must first practice the toughness of the muscles and bones, so that the big tendons can lift up and protect the limb bones at any time, and then you can learn the moves."

Jiang Wu seemed to understand.

Zhang Meng added: "Your big muscles are not strong enough now, so we need to strengthen the muscles first. This is to pick up the big muscles."

“Okay, master, you can choose.” Jiang Wu looked expectant.

Zhang Meng's face twitched, and he thought that it was still a long time, and he couldn't scare away the newly acquired apprentice yet. "We will officially start after you officially become a disciple. Now we are just telling you how to use your muscles to generate strength."

“Okay, okay!” Jiang Wu responded excitedly.

At noon, Jiang Sanlang and Chun Niang came to pay homage to their son, carrying gifts.

Chun Niang didn't know what kind of gift she should prepare to worship the martial arts master, so she had to prepare a few practical things, including two pieces of pork, two new clothes, two pairs of new shoes, and a bundle of five taels of silver.

Zhang Meng and Xu Kun were very satisfied and readily accepted.

Afterwards, Jiang Wu knelt down and kowtowed, which was regarded as his official apprenticeship.

This time I also paid homage to two masters.

Zhang Meng is good at fist games and sword skills, while Xu Kun is good at fighting on horseback.

But currently the Jiang family does not have a horse, so they can only train their children's physical fitness first, and then talk about their riding skills later.

Next, Jiang Wu finally realized what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

He was exhausted on the first day, his legs were shaking when he walked, and he didn't recover even on the second day.

Jiang Wu regretted it and refused to get up. Unexpectedly, his father had no mercy at all. He picked him up and threw him to his master. He continued the zama step of the previous day, and continued to punch with both hands to strengthen the muscles on the back of his arms.

This movement alone almost killed me, and my whole body ached so much that I couldn't sleep at night.

Jiang Wu cried and ran to his sister to complain, saying that he no longer wanted to practice martial arts and wanted to go to school.

Ying Bao handed him a bowl of water and said softly: "Don't give up halfway when doing things. You must walk the path you choose. If you give up today, you will have to give up when you encounter other difficulties in the future. You want to be a hero who is upright and upright. , or do you want to become a good-for-nothing second-rate guy?”

Jiang Wu sobbed and said, "I, I want to be a good man."

Sister said that a second-rate person sleeps in a pig pen all day long and eats pig food. He even dislikes dogs, so I don’t want to be a second-rate person.

Yingbao touched his head and put the bowl in his hand: "Come, drink the water and go to bed. Your legs will not hurt tomorrow."

Jiang Wu drank the bowl of water obediently.

Not to mention, after drinking it, I feel warm all over my body, and my waist and legs really don’t hurt much anymore.

When Jiang Wu woke up, he felt refreshed. Not only did his whole body not hurt, he seemed to be full of strength.

Today he managed to hold up three sticks of incense while standing on his horse, which surprised both Zhang Meng and Xu Kun.

Even Wen Fu praised him. He was indeed a good youngster and a martial arts prodigy.

A few days later, Jiang Wu could already walk continuously for more than an hour without getting tired, and he could also jog for two or three miles to warm up.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Meng gave him additional training, asking him to spread out his arms and carry a small bucket of water each to strengthen the strength of his shoulders, back and arms. Only after these exercises could he take a break.

Since the space in the vegetable garden was not big enough, Jiang Sanlang simply built a martial arts training ground on the wasteland next to the orchard. He also smashed some plum blossom stakes on the sidelines according to Zhang Meng and Xu Kun's requirements.

Yuanbao Huzi and the boys in the village had never seen this battle before, and they were very curious. They often came over to watch Jiang Wu practice martial arts, and some even followed him secretly.

Even teenagers like Jiang Quan and Jiang Cheng thought it was quite fun. They secretly climbed up the plum blossom pile at night when no one was here, but accidentally fell down and their buttocks hurt for several days.