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Chapter 8 Wang Ming's Fate

"Brother Zongze has mentioned this to me. Just follow me to practice martial arts. For the time being, I will be considered a registered disciple. If you can't bear the hardship, you can go back at any time. If you want to practice martial arts with me, you will come to the martial arts field tomorrow at Yin hour, and it will not be over." Zhou Tong said calmly.

Even if there was a letter of introduction from Zong Ze ten years ago, he would not agree with Zhou Tong's personality.

In the past, he only looked at fate and talent when taking disciples, and the former was more important than talent.

As for now, he is also because of his unsatisfactory career, he has taken many things lightly and is just selling his old friend a favor.

Zhou Tong then looked at Shi Bao behind Fang Mu, nodded and said, "This is a good seedling."

Shi Bao naturally heard of Zhou Tong's name and wanted to compete with him, but knew that it was not the time, so he just looked at Zhou Tong with great fighting spirit.

Wait until Fang Mu and the others retreat.

Zhou Tong looked at Wang Ming, "What do you think of this junior generation in the Fang family?"

"It's strange. The Fang family is also a family of military generals. Their own Fang Tian painting halberd is not bad. The younger generations at home come to you to learn martial arts without learning the martial arts of their families. That Fang La is interesting." Wang Ming smiled with a smile on his face.

"One sheep is also released, two sheep are also released. How about you ask your young student to come and learn guns from me?" Zhou Tong joked.

"My nine-ring steel knife is not worse than your gun. There are not many talented juniors in my Wang family. My martial arts are waiting for him to pass on to me. Don't make any decisions about him." Wang Ming immediately said vigilantly, sitting upright, like an old hen protecting his cubs.

"You old man are so stingy." Zhou Tong said with a smile.

"This is not the same thing." Wang Ming hummed twice, tilted his body, changed his comfort to lie down, turned his head and looked at Zhou Tong: "Have you ever regretted it in the past few years? If you didn't come here with the official family, you could make achievements in the Song Dynasty with your ability. Perhaps it would be impossible to have been named a marquis. As a result, he offended Cai Jing. Even if he came here, he would not be able to get the attention of the official family."

"What's there to say now? You're here with the official family." Zhou Tong glanced at Wang Ming, "I'm curious about why you came. You were the governor of Rongzhou back then and had a bright future. It is said that Your Majesty would move troops to the Southern Tang at any time. You are the old subordinate of General Pan Mei. If you move troops, you will definitely be indispensable."

Wang Ming did not answer Zhou Tong's question directly. "Your Majesty asked me to come, and I will come. I am a minister of the Song Dynasty, so I will naturally be loyal to the Song Dynasty."

Zhou Tong knew that Wang Ming didn't want to say it, so he stopped asking.

Shi Bao had been away from Hujiazhuang for several days, but he was still a little confused.

"Brother Shi Bao, who are you thinking about?" Fang Mu asked.

"No, nothing." Shi Bao looked around and said to him.

"But are you thinking about Hu Sanniang?" Fang Mu teased.

Shi Bao was told about the central matter, which was a bit embarrassing.

"If Brother Shi Bao wants to do it, how about I ask my father to help you propose marriage?" Fang Mu said.

Shi Bao was a family heirloom of hunters. When he was a child, his father went up the mountain to hunt and was accidentally eaten by a big insect. Later, he fought against the family alone.

In order to support his family, he wanted to join the army, and happened to meet Fang Tianding, who was recruiting troops at the time.

After being attracted by Fang Tianding's wise eyes, he focused on cultivating it. The old mother at home can also enjoy her old age. Therefore, Shi Bao was particularly grateful to Fang Tianding. This gratitude was beyond the ordinary relationship between superiors and subordinates in the military camp.

"I have met that girl once, and I said it's too fake to like it. If I have the chance, let's talk about it." Shi Bao said.

Fang Mu couldn't help laughing. He obviously had ideas about other girls but didn't dare to say it. Why is his face so thin? It's so interesting that he didn't mention this in the Water Margin Book.

Shi Bao couldn't help but smile as he saw Fang Mu laughing.

The young men of the Wang family learned that a distinguished guest came to their home, but the news was from whom.

The young men who had not tied their hair in the Wang family were curiously climbing trees and climbing over the wall to look at Fang Mu from afar.

Fang Mu brought his Fang Tian Huaji in the carriage. Although he had to learn Zhou Tong's shooting skills and fisting skills, he was a child of the Fang family, and the Fang Tian Huaji could not fall down.

"That guy is practicing martial arts."

"This is a painting halberd. I heard from my teacher that people who use halberds are usually experts."

"Hmph, is there any sword technique that our Wang family has strong?"

Several young people from the Wang family climbed on the tree and talked about it like a group of monkeys.

Compared with the various etiquettes of literary families, the Wang family is a martial arts heirloom, and the ancestor Wang Ming has been idle for many years and does not have many rules.

"I will know if I have fought hard or not." The boy in a black robe was eager to try and raised his eyebrows. "The most powerful one is not weapons, but people who use weapons."

"Xiao Zu, who is better than that guy in the yard?" A boy from the Wang family started to cheer.

Wang Gui's eyes were vicious. Compared with other peers, he had already developed internal strength two years ago. The man in the manor should have developed internal strength not long after. It was obvious that his strength was still insufficient in his moves, and the weapon he used was still a wooden handle.

Like him, he no longer uses a knife with a wooden handle, but a knife made of pure iron.

The strength of the force is related to the depth of the internal force.

The process of refining essence into qi not only refining internal forces, but also nourishing the body and enhancing the strength of the body.

The higher the internal force, the greater the strength. When the internal force reaches the limit that the body can accommodate, the increase in the strength of the body will also reach the maximum.

Of course, in addition to the nourishment and increase of internal strength, a person's own talent is also very important.

People born with divine power will become more terrifying when they get internal energy nourishment. It is equivalent to the increase of others from the beginning, while they double from the second or third.

Some people who are born with an advantage in speed will also be faster than ordinary people after practicing internal strength.

The child in the living yard should not have been practicing martial arts for himself for a long time and was younger than himself. He should have been involved in martial arts for less than a year and had been practicing martial arts for three years.

But Wang Gui did not answer directly. Thanks to Wang Ming's teachings on weekdays, Wang Gui turned to him: "I think his weapons should not be as long as I have been practicing martial arts for a long time. No matter whether he wins or loses, he will win or not. Moreover, he is a distinguished guest my father has met. If you hit him, you will still remember the rules of the family."

After hearing Wang Gui say this, the young men became much more at peace.

Although the ancestor of the Wang family seems to be very talkative on weekdays and does not seem to have so many rules in the Wang family, they are all harmless trivial matters.

But once it involves the major matters of the face of the Wang family, the gentler it looks like on weekdays, the crueler it will be when punished.

Wang Gui jumped off the tree and patted the dust on his legs.

Come to the Wang family backyard.

"Father." Wang Gui greeted the gray-haired Wang Ming.

Wang Ming looked at his young son with relief.

He had two sons, the eldest son Wang Fu, born in the Song Dynasty. Although he was a stern person, the most regrettable thing was that his martial arts qualifications were very poor. He only developed his first internal strength for eight years. Even ordinary soldiers in the military camp were all better than him, and he never had any children except his eldest son.

Later, I had the honor to meet the great master of the generation in the Northern Song Dynasty. Although Shao Yong was rarely known to the people.

However, his books such as "The Plum Blossoms", "The Book of Huangji Jingshi", "The Innate Picture", "The Chapter on the Internal and Outside Objects", "Yichuan Ji Ring Collection", and "The Plum Blossom Poems" were all famous throughout the world. Wang Ming heard about Shao Yong's name for a long time and immediately asked Shao Yong for advice.

Shao Yong once told Wang Ming that his fate was in conflict with the Song Dynasty. If he wanted to go against the will of heaven, he could only leave the territory of the Song Dynasty but continue to be a Song minister before he could have another son.

Wang Ming racked his brains and thought for a long time but did not think of a way to leave the Song Dynasty and serve the Song Dynasty.

Until two years later he learned about that opportunity.

His Majesty Zhao Kuangyin of the dynasty discovered a peninsula hanging overseas.

The peninsula was vast and there was no powerful country on it, so Zhao Kuangyin sent the Zhao clan's children and a group of elite Song gangs and millions of Song people to the land.

Isn’t this just leaving the Song Dynasty’s territory but continuing to serve the Song Dynasty?

Wang Ming was ecstatic at that time and volunteered. After coming to Xinsong for more than 80 years, he finally got a child late. He was just a rough man who couldn't get too elegant.

But he had thought about the name of his second son on countless nights. If he was a son, he would be called Wang Gui, and if he was a daughter, he would be called Wang Gui.

The eldest son is rich and the second son is noble, so that he can be rich and noble.

Wang Gui did not disappoint his expectations. His martial arts qualifications were better than his. He was smart because of his pampering, but his children became a little arrogant when they were older and they became steady.

Wang Ming took Wang Gui's exam and Wang Gui answered fluently, and Wang Ming waved his hand and asked Wang Gui to go down.

The next day at the Yin hour, Fang Mu dressed up and came to the schoolyard.

The hour of Yin is the time when the day and night alternate, also known as dawn, sunny day, and morning.

If calculated based on the twenty-four hours in the dream, it is about between three and five in the morning.

Compared with the bright lights and wine in the dream, Xinsong does not have that rich entertainment. People here basically fall asleep at the Xu or Hai every day and get up at the Mao time.

Zhou Tong has been waiting here for a long time.
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