Guo Mo himself was fine, but the yellow gelding was made disgraced by him.
"Mo'er, it seems that you have found the essence of your 'Coiling Dragon Stick Technique'?"
"Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi was also watching with a smile.
"Father-in-law, this Emperor Taizu is indeed very talented, but he also has a deep palace."
After all, as a descendant of Emperor Taizu, it’s hard to say too much.
It turns out that the "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique" is divided into two separate parts: the one on the horse and the one under the horse. It is completely a blind trick.
Of course, if they are practiced separately and independently, they are still two very good sets of exercises, but they have been downgraded.
The most important thing is that in the whole "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique", the dazzling seventy-two ways are just a showpiece. The real essence is the "luck" method contained in it.
Mobilize the strength of the bones and muscles of the whole body, concentrate it on the middle Dantian, the house where Qi is stored, and then reverse it throughout the body and send it out to the arms.
Between this and the other, his strength doubled.
The seventy-two stick techniques are the continuation of the "luck" technique outside the body. Through these techniques, combined with the movement of the muscles and bones of the whole body, strength is generated from the outside in.
"Luck" comes from the inside out, and moves from the outside in, forming a system of its own. The inside and outside complement each other, and they are endless.
When Guo Mo was practicing just now, he didn't think about the so-called moves. He just relied on his own control of energy, sorted out the power coming from the inside over and over, and then drove the moves.
After deducing the rules and order of the moves, I discovered that these moves were artificially broken up later.
The seventy-two "Coiling Dragon Stick Techniques" that exist in the secret book have been purely reduced to battlefield fighting moves, and have lost their ability to generate backflow power from the outside in.
Just imagine, how many people who have reached the ultimate master level will still practice the "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique"?
And if there are really top masters practicing the "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique", how many of them will be able to see the original manuscript?
Even if there is a super master who has seen the original manuscript, who can be like Guo Mo who can produce and activate the "innate true energy" just in the realm of a super master?
These many restrictions have caused the "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique" to become a popular commodity after hundreds of years of circulation. Later generations can only lament the myth of Emperor Taizu's extraordinary talent.
There are many restrictions on those who use sticks, and they must be strong. As the saying goes, "A general with a hammer and a stick cannot be defeated."
As time goes by, fewer and fewer people practice the "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique", and it is not as good as the "Taizu Changquan". Anyone who practices martial arts in the Song Dynasty can perform several tricks.
Guo Mo doesn't intend to modify this "Coiling Dragon Stick Technique". After all, his own situation is not so easy to copy.
Fortunately, I finally found another way to increase and transform the "innate true energy". Although this is not considered an innate skill, the final result is the same.
It seems that when time permits, I will study the "Taizu Changquan" carefully, and I believe that I will not be disappointed.
"Father-in-law, Rong'er, the 'Coiling Dragon Stick Technique' has already entered the palace. You will see changes in time."
The three of them returned to "Fulong Residence", and Guo Mo went to take a shower and change clothes.
Three days later, Guo Mo wanted Huang Rong to accompany him to Yin County to look at the results, and to get the corresponding procedures back. He had to go there in person, otherwise Guo Mo would not be willing to make the extra trip.
Surprisingly, Huang Rong rejected him.
In the past few days, Huang Rong has always been mysterious and went to the inner house to find her mother early in the morning.
Guo Mo was busy studying the art of war and practicing archery, so he didn't ask much.
Since Huang Rong didn't want to go, she had no choice but to go on her own.
Zhang Damengzi, however, was already waiting at the dock of "Peach Blossom Island" early. When he saw Guo Mo coming, he hurriedly came forward to help lead the horse.
"Da Mengzi, why are you here?" Guo Mo was a little confused.
"Hey, young island master, after I sent you back that day, I heard when I got back that it was the day of Qingyuan Mansion's 'Martial Arts Examination', and the results will be released in three days."
"I thought that the young island master would not leave the island easily, but he left the island that day. Did he go to participate in the 'martial arts'? So I took the liberty of waiting here today, but I didn't expect that I would be kept waiting, hehe -"
Guo Mo was also stunned. It seemed that this kid was really brave and careful. Through these clues, he could guess his whereabouts.
This cleverness is unique among the servants of "Peach Blossom Island".
Guo Mo doesn't mind if he commits the taboo of "guessing his mind". Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, it just depends on how you use them.
"Haha, you guessed it right, then send me there. If you use this cleverness in martial arts training, you will definitely be rewarded."
The yellow horse galloped all the way, and before noon, it had arrived at Yin County, the seat of Qingyuan Prefecture.
The rankings have been released, but there are not many people watching. After all, those who really have a chance to enter the final top ten are usually within the range of sixteen people.
Guo Mo rode on his horse and took a look at the list.
The first line is his name. The first place in the "Martial Arts Examination" in Qingyuan Prefecture is Guo Mo, a native of Yuanchang.
This result was completely expected. Guo Mo read all the names in one go, but couldn't find any familiar ones. It seemed that Qingyuan Mansion was still too small.
Report to the department and get the corresponding voucher. If you go to Beijing for the competition on the first day of the twelfth lunar month, you must have a voucher issued by the local government.
Surprisingly, Guo Mo was actually received by the prefect of Qingyuan Prefecture.
A slightly fat middle-aged man was met in the second hall. He did not wear official clothes and was always smiling, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.
"Haha, are you Guo Mo, the leader of Qingyuan Mansion's 'Martial Arts Examination'?" the middle-aged prefect asked with a smile.
"Student Guo Mo has met the prefect."
Guo Mo quickly clasped his hands and bowed half-bow.
"Well, that's right. I thought Mr. Xie Yuan was from Kong Wu, but he looked so handsome. If you didn't know, I thought he was Mr. Xie Yuan from Wen Kao. Haha——"
"Although I didn't come to watch it in person, I heard that Guo Jieyuan never matched up with others for more than five rounds. It seems that Guo Jieyuan didn't do his best in Qingyuan Mansion's competition."
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"Hey - I don't mean to blame you. This is what proves that your martial arts are superb. Such talents have emerged under my rule. I should see it with my own eyes."
"In addition, I have also read your strategy. The 'thin gold body' is really beautiful. From my point of view, even the big literary figures in the court are nothing more than this."
The more the middle-aged prefect praised him, the more suspicious it seemed to Guo Mo, who seemed to have gone too far, so he had no choice but to listen without saying a word and remain unchanged in the face of changes.
"Guo Jieyuan, where are you from? Is there anyone in your family who is an official in the court?"
The conversation changed and the middle-aged magistrate asked, "The meat show is coming."
"Returning to the magistrate, the student is from a scholarly family. His ancestral home is Shandong. His parents fled to Qingyuan Prefecture and are now settled in Anqi Township, Changguo County. Now I am the only one left in the student's family, living in his father-in-law's house."
The rhetoric that should be given has already been prepared. Even if we go to the local area to conduct an actual investigation, there will always be someone to help us deal with it.
"Guo Jieyuan was born in poverty. To achieve what he has today, he is really young and promising, but..."
The middle-aged prefect paused deliberately, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
"Students listen respectfully to the prefect's teachings."
Seeing the middle-aged magistrate's betrayal, Guo Mo was willing to cater to him.
"Guo Jieyuan, you should know the saying, 'There are people in the court who are good at becoming officials', especially since you are from a 'military examination' background. If you want to get ahead in the future, you must have help in the court."
As the middle-aged prefect spoke, he looked like he loved and cherished talents.
"The officials are very concerned about this 'military examination', and the Prime Minister of the State Council has also issued an order to promote talents for the country. The Prime Minister of the State Council is the pillar of the Song Dynasty!"
"The Prime Minister heard that Guo Xieyuan was young and promising, and he had the heart to serve the country. He intended to cultivate Guo Xieyuan. I wonder what Guo Xieyuan's intention was?"
When the middle-aged prefect said this, Guo Mo completely understood that this was Shi Miyuan's method, to directly "cut off" the flow from the local area and use it for his own use.
This middle-aged prefect is quite capable of telling lies, and Shi Miyuan has heard of me, so why don’t I believe it?
However, it seems that this is also an opportunity. On the surface, Guo Mo looks flattered.
"The name of the Prime Minister is heard by Guo Mo like a thunderbolt. He doesn't want to be a mere rude student. How can he be remembered by the Prime Minister? If there is an opportunity, Guo Mo should tie a grass ring to repay the kindness of the Prime Minister and the prefect.
"
After Guo Mo finished speaking, he bowed again.
"Haha, good, good. Not only is this young man superb in martial arts, his vision and magnanimity are even rarer. I wonder if I will have to rely on you in the future."
After saying that, the middle-aged prefect took out a banknote from his sleeve.
"Guo Jieyuan, this is a thousand taels of silver notes. It is said that 'the poor are poor in literature and rich in martial arts', and those who practice martial arts also spend a lot of money. This small amount of silver can be regarded as a congratulatory gift from me to your high school, 'Jie Yuangong'."
"Be careful of arrogance and impetuosity, and prepare well for the upcoming competition in Beijing. As long as you perform well, someone will take care of you when the time comes. Go down first."
Guo Mo did not refuse, took the bank note with both hands, thanked him again and again, and left the Qingyuan Mansion Office.
I didn't expect to get a thousand taels of silver notes, which means Guo Mo is very wealthy. This would be a huge sum of money for any real martial arts practitioner, so don't give it up in vain.
The matter of "Martial Arts Examination" has come to an end for the time being. Even if you win the title of "Xie Yuan", it will not have much impact. Compared with the "Jie Yuan" of the Civil Examination, it is really a world of difference.
Guo Mo didn't care. He returned to "Peach Blossom Island" and continued his life, learning military strategies, practicing archery, riding a horse and practicing sticks, or training Xiao Nantian.
On this day, Guo Mo was in the study, reading with Nan Tian, when he heard a servant coming to report that Lu Guanying was back. There was an old man and a young man with him, who said they met him on the way.
Guo Mo's heart moved. He calculated the time and found that it was almost time.
He asked his servants to go to the inner house to invite Huang Rong over, and he took Xiao Nantian to the reception room on the first floor to wait.
Now, "Fulong Residence" has been fully completed. In addition to the name of the entire residence, "Fulong Residence", several special places have also been named by "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi, and have written plaques and asked skilled craftsmen to do it.
Hang on it.
For example, this living room is now named "Lingqing Pavilion".
Just as Guo Mo sat down, Huang Rong walked in first.
Guo Mo quickly stood up to greet her, carefully helped her sit on the chair.
"Look at how stupid you are. It's only been less than two months. Are you so nervous?"
As he said this, a smile appeared on his face.
It turned out that ten days ago, after repeated confirmation by Guo Mo, Huang Rong was actually pregnant.
This sudden joy made Guo Mo happy and nervous for several days. Nearly forty years have passed since his past life and this life. Guo Mo felt strange when he became a father for the first time.
"Master, Master, look who I brought to you -"
At this time, Lu Guanying's voice came from outside, and soon he walked into "Lingqing Pavilion", followed by an old man and a young man.
Since being named "Peach Blossom Island", the eyes of the old and the young are not enough.
Being from the north, they were not only surprised by the island style of "Peach Blossom Island", but also by the beautiful scenery even in late autumn.
When I just walked through the "Peach Blossom Array", I was even more surprised.
Then there is "Fulongju", which has been built magnificently all day long, just like a small palace.
"Haha, brother Guo, we finally meet again."
As soon as he entered "Lingqing Pavilion", the older person among the guests greeted him warmly.
The eyes of the young man next to him instantly became moist. He took two steps and came to Guo Mo and Huang Rong, lifted up his clothes and knelt down on his knees.
"Disciple Shijie, kowtow to the two masters." The kowtow made a loud "bang bang" sound.
"Haha, Brother Zhang, you are alright. Shijie, get up quickly. Why are you still crying? You are already a young man."
These two people came from Runan, Zhang Tong, Zhang Shijie and his son.
Originally, Guo Mo's intention was to have Zhang Shijie sent to "Peach Blossom Island" to train him personally.
Unexpectedly, it was Zhang Tong who delivered it himself.
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"Master's wife?" It seems that the master and the others are already married.
Seeing Huang Rong, Zhang Shijie looked like a child again.
Zhang Shijie is now eleven years old and has grown taller. He has been practicing the "Quan Zhen Xin Dharma" for more than two years, and his overall aura is quite calm.
At this point, even Guo Mo was surprised just now.
Is it true, as some people say, that people who suffer from "Three Yins and Absolute Meridians" are either unable to practice martial arts, but once they can practice martial arts, the effects will be extraordinary.
Feeling the changes in Zhang Shijie's aura, the "Quan Zhen Xin Dharma" has almost reached the stage of small success, which is at least worth five years of other people's efforts.
"Senior Wife, is this the senior brother you often call me?"
Xiao Nantian asked from the side.
In fact, Wu Nantian is more than a year older than Zhang Shijie and half a head taller.
However, Zhang Shijie was Guo Mo's first disciple, so naturally he was the eldest disciple, so Wu Nantian had no choice but to act second.
"Come, I'll introduce you to my master. Zhang Shijie, the first disciple I accepted, can also be regarded as the top disciple."
"Wu Nantian, the second disciple I have accepted as my master. You also have a little junior brother who is just over one year old this year. He will learn martial arts with you when he grows up."
Even though they have never met before, these are brothers after all, and they greet each other with courtesy.
Lu Guanying was watching with envy, and he wanted to become Guo Mo's disciple more than once.
However, he is about the same age as Guo Mo. If he really came to worship him, he would at least be ranked behind Wu Nantian.
Guo Mo ordered the kitchen to prepare a banquet for Zhang Tong and his son.
"Brother Zhang, isn't it just to send Jie'er here this time?"
"To be fair to brother Guo, there are constant frictions between the Song and Jin Dynasties in the Huaibei area. I also want to come to the south to see if there is a suitable place for business."
Businessmen always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so their sense of smell is naturally more sensitive than ordinary people.
In the past few years, Zhang Shijie's body has become stronger and stronger, and Zhang Tong has focused on business again, which can be regarded as prosperous.
"I wonder what kind of business Mr. Zhang usually does?"
Guo Mo really didn't understand Zhang Tong's situation, so he asked casually as he was in a hurry.
"Hey, there are no hard rules, just do whatever makes money."
Looking at Zhang Tong's look, Guo Mo knew that the business he was doing was probably unusual.
"To tell you the truth, thanks to my eldest son-in-law's relationship, I can still travel to the north for food, horses, etc., and occasionally a little bit."
Naturally, Zhang Tong would not hide it from Guo Mo. He was his son's savior, and now he was his son's master. He was one of his own.
"Horses?" Guo Mo became interested and filled Zhang Tong's glass of wine.
"Brother Zhang, I wonder how many horses your horse business can take in a year?"
"What, brother, do you need horses? But my annual quantity is not large, only one or two hundred horses in total." This quantity is really not large.
There was a shortage of horses in the Southern Song Dynasty and there was no suitable place to raise horses, so they had to buy them from outside.
Whether it was Jin, Xixia or Mongolia in the north, they strictly controlled the large-scale horse buying in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Therefore, the horses in the Southern Song Dynasty mainly came from Guangxi, Shaanxi and Sichuan. There were only about 10,000 horses every year, and they were not necessarily all war horses.
Yunnan Yunnan horses are energy-producing, but unfortunately they can only be used for transportation.
"Brother Zhang, if you have enough funds and manpower, how many horses can you buy from the north at most?"
Seeing that Guo Mo didn't seem to be joking, Zhang Tong also took it seriously.
"Brother Guo, if you really let me buy it, it would only be about 500 horses at most, and that would be a big risk."
"Hey, it seems that the possibility of obtaining war horses in large quantities is too slim."
Guo Mo was still a little disappointed. In wars in this era, without a large number of war horses, it was still very disadvantageous.
"Um, brother Guo, that's what I'm saying. When I came south this time, I found that the golden man was setting up a horse farm in the Huaixi area."
"I really want to get a large number of war horses at once, unless...unless I go and grab them——"