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Chapter 664 Martial Arts
Chapter 663 Martial Arts

In Wang Fan's view, the original teachings of the Taishangdao sect are excellent, and the ethos is also excellent.

The founder "Tai" is a hermit who focuses on self-cultivation. He doesn't seek fame and wealth, but devotes himself to cultivation. Even if the ancient holy emperor "Pan" wants to abdicate the throne to "Tai", "Tai" refuses to accept it and runs to the river. Wash your ears.

Proper celebrity and hermit demeanor!
It's a pity that the later descendants, without knowing what happened, went astray, keen to control the general situation of the world, threaten the imperial power, assassinate the emperor, and did everything, and became a complete cult and terrorist.

This practice is not too forgetful at all, but too forgetful of wisdom, it is so stupid!
Bang bang bang!
Just as Hong Yi was studying and Wang Fan was in a daze, there was a knocking sound outside the house.Very loud sound.

It can be heard that it is not knocking with hands, but kicking with feet.

Hong Yi glanced at Wang Fan and saw that he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, meditating and practicing the "peerless magical skill" that would never work, so he got up by himself and went to open the door.

"Hey, Hong Yi, you haven't opened the door after calling for so long, what are you doing inside?" A fair-skinned woman wearing a light yellow fur coat appeared at the door, about the same age as Hong Yi.

This young girl was dressed luxuriously, had a delicate appearance, and spoke very bluntly. She seemed to be a young lady of the Hou Mansion.

Actually not.

She is the maid of the second wife of Hong Xuanji, called Xiao Ning, the personal maid of the second lady Hong Xuejiao.

The second wife's surname is Fang, and she is the ordinary wife of Marquis Hong Xuanji of Wuwen. Let's talk.

Even the maid who leads her room is superior to others.

Although Hong Yi was the son of Hong Xuanji, he was only the son of a humble concubine, so this maid named Xiao Ning dared to talk to Hong Yi like this.

"I'm studying in the house, what do you want?" After Hong Yi opened the door, he went straight back to his chair, picked up the book on the table and continued to read, without calling the maid.

"Hmph, poor and poor!" Xiao Ning hummed lightly, then raised her voice, "Miss played the piano with Princess Yongchun of Rongwang Mansion yesterday, and Princess Yongchun recited a poem, "I haven't played my heart today." Chaos", but there is no next sentence, the lady asked me to ask you, maybe I can come up with the next sentence."

"Have you lost your mind before today?" Hong Yi thought for a moment, "He is in a state of indecision, and his mind is racing all over the place. You can't keep your mind! I just said, 'This mind can't help itself'."

"Ugh!" Xiao Ning looked blank, as if she didn't understand at all.

"Forget it." Seeing her ignorant look, Hong Yi shook his head, took out a piece of white paper from the desk, took the pen and ink, and wrote a line of cursive script like a dragon and a snake.

Today is not playing the heart has been chaotic, this heart is not free.

Xiao Ning took a look, and suddenly circles appeared in his eyes.

I don't know it at all!

"What's written on it?" Xiao Ning asked.

"You're a servant, and you can't read, why ask so many questions?" Hong Yi said coldly, "Just send it to your lady!"

"You..." Xiao Ning was furious, and couldn't help clenching her knuckles, making cooing noises, staring sharply at Hong Yi's face, showing a violent look, as if she wanted to hit him.

"Uncle Wang, send Xiao Ning out!" Hong Yi said suddenly.

Xiao Ning calmed down instantly.

Although she has practiced some martial arts with her young lady, she is still a little worried when facing such a tall man like Wang Fan.

"Farewell." Xiao Ning reached out to take the paper away, angrily turned and left.

Wang Fan didn't want to hear the girl talking anymore, and when she left the room, he closed the door with a bang.

"Huh!" Xiao Ning's angry voice came from outside the door, "You can only write poems and lyrics, but you have no strength to restrain a chicken, and you are a scholar who is useless!"

"Pfft!" Wang Fan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Hong Yi was suddenly embarrassed.

He knew what Wang Fan was laughing at.

"My mind is in a mess today, and I can't help myself." Wang Fan showed a mocking smile on his face, "The second half of the sentence still has some meaning, what is the first half of the sentence? Can this also be called poetry? The so-called Poetry is too casual, I also invented a new kind of poetry.”

"Don't read it, Uncle Wang!" A sad expression appeared on Hong Yi's face, as if he was a sinner who was about to be crushed in the execution ground, with a tragic expression.

Naturally, Wang Fan didn't care about Hong Yi's opinion, and read out the impromptu poems.

"no doubt,
I practice martial arts,
is the whole world,
The most powerful! "

"I can't stand it,

Those ones,

in public,

proclaim loudly,

he practiced,
martial arts,
Very strong,

People. "

"It turns out that I,

it turns out,

Too,

one,
poet! "

Wang Fan sighed, completely forgetting the contempt for "today's heart has been disturbed", his face was full of amazement at himself.

He can even write poetry!
Hong Yi patted his forehead with a palm, feeling a headache.

"It's not a problem to always rely on Uncle Wang to frighten some other servants. If you encounter those who know martial arts, I'm afraid it won't help you. I still have to practice martial arts. The six arts of a gentleman are rites, music, archery, imperialism, and calligraphy." , counting", and now the martial arts are still strong, and scholars must be good at riding and shooting to be considered authentic scholars. But I really don't have this condition..."

Hong Yi looked at Wang Fan and felt a headache.

Hong Xuanji arranged for him a martial arts teacher, but unfortunately, this teacher was really unreliable, he was just cheating on food and drink.

But even if Wang Fan is a reliable teacher, it is useless, Hong Yi does not have the conditions to practice martial arts.

Just to practice riding and archery, you need a good horse, a good bow, and countless arrows.A good horse is worth a thousand pieces of gold, a good bow is worth a hundred pieces of gold, and although arrows are cheap, they cannot hold many.In addition, you need to buy good weapons for practicing weapons, and you need to buy good wound medicine and supplements for practicing fists and feet, which are used to treat injuries and replenish qi and blood.

This is an extremely huge expense, and Hong Yi's monthly payment of a few taels of silver is far from enough.

"I heard that when the country was just founded, the imperial court compiled two classics, one is "Martial Arts" and the other is "Tao Jing", which tells the mysteries of martial arts and immortality, with millions of words. It is a pity that the imperial court later It is also forbidden to circulate, and all the printed copies that have been living among the people have been withdrawn. I don’t know why? It would be great if I could borrow them and copy them!” Hong Yi sighed.

"You mean "Martial Arts"? I have it!" Wang Fan suddenly laughed.

"What? Do you have a printed copy of "Martial Arts"?"

Hong Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Fan, his eyes were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)