Yang Sanlang had a dreamless night, and woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. He ran to the valley school field early, first ran around the wooden poles to warm up, and then practiced the dodge movement. This so-called "body technique" taught by Guan Dashi
There is really nothing mysterious about it, but the main point is to be flexible, stabilize the foot plate, and move quickly around the pile. Pay a little attention to your breathing method when moving quickly to prevent breathlessness.
It was said that after starting to stand that day, he woke up the next day with pain all over his body and could hardly sit up. Yang Sanlang thought that when he was young, he had learned some boxing and kick moves from Guan Dashi's father, but later he became lazy and did not practice more.
Most of them have been forgotten. This time I started learning again from Guan Dashi, but I mostly regretted it. Guan Dashi taught him what he preached, but later he was not polite and took a stick to beat Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong out of the hut, and continued to play in the hut.
Standing in the valley school field, one station lasted more than ten days.
Just as Yang Sanlang was thinking this, Guan Dashi walked towards the valley school ground, followed by Niu Chong, and smiled from a distance: "Brother Sanlang! I just went to your hut, and Sister Qiuniang said you got up and came out, we
I will go directly to the school grounds to look for you. If you dare to be late, you will have to stand on the horse step with an extra stick of incense." Yang Sanlang cupped his hands and said that he would never dare. When he came closer, he quietly asked: "How was last night?
?" Although Niu Chong had already held the stone spear and set up his posture, his ears were also perked up, and he could not restrain his narrow-minded heart.
Yang Sanlang was very happy and somewhat arrogant: "Qiu Niang agreed!"
Guan Dashi also excitedly slapped Yang Sanlang on the shoulder: "Okay! Okay! Brother Sanlang, congratulations first..." Yang Sanlang staggered when he was slapped. Hearing his loud voice and saying this, he was busy for a while.
He went up and pressed Guan Dashi's mouth.
Niu Chong was also cheering from the side: "Congratulations to brother Sanlang too!" Yang Sanlang was helpless. The three brothers joked for a while and then started today's training.
Guan Dashi also explained the lunge stance, flutter stance, golden rooster stance and other training methods to the two of them in detail. Seeing that they did not understand everything, he demonstrated several more times, and the two of them got the essentials and concentrated on practicing.
Get up. From this day on, the three people's morning and evening practice time was extended to two hours. They got up earlier and went to bed later.
Guan Dashi was usually aside. In addition to practicing some moves with knives, spears, spears, and halberds, he also practiced body movements around wooden stakes. Today, he didn't know when he brought a big stone of 300 kilograms to the side of the valley school field.
He picked it up and flipped it sometimes, as if he was doing strength exercises. After tossing the big stone, he took a rope as thick as an arm from the hut, tied one end to the wooden stake, grasped it with both hands, turned around and put it on his shoulders, as if passing
The steps of shoulder-to-shoulder throwing were repeated.
Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong had already completed the horse stance, lunge stance, and flutter stance, but when they reached the golden rooster stance, they couldn't stand firm. They didn't hold on for long before they broke up. Guan Dashi didn't talk nonsense anymore and picked up a pile.
The stone spear hit the two of them on the buttocks. Yang Sanlang suddenly jumped up in pain, and rolled on the ground in pain. Guan Dashi knew that his strength was not strong, and the two of them were mostly bluffing. Such constant supervision
After pushing hard, it was not until the fifth day of the first lunar month that the golden rooster stake finally stood firmly. Yang Sanlang and Niu Chong felt quite proud of themselves.
Guan Dashi also changed his tactics. Whenever the two of them stood with one leg shaking, Guan Dashi would hit the two men at the crook of their knees with a stone spear, which only made the two men flip over and sit on the ground, wailing...
On the morning of the ninth day of the first lunar month, the three of them came back from training at the Valley School Ground and ate some food at Yang Sanlang's house. Lu Qiuniang coaxed and fed Guan Hu'er, occasionally humming some songs to tease her.
Guan Dashi finished eating first and put down his bowl and chopsticks: "Brother Sanlang! Today the three of us have to go to Shangqing Temple. On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Master Gongsun had already sent a Taoist boy to tell him what he wanted to do. In addition,
You should also ask the real person to count the auspicious days of the zodiac, and then go to the Taoist temple to ask for some flowers and candles, so as to get the good things done for brother Sanlang and sister Qiuniang as soon as possible." After hearing this, Qiuniang's face suddenly turned red.
After carrying Guan Huer into the inner room, Yang Sanlang choked on a mouthful of porridge and coughed for a long time before he recovered.
Guan Dashi laughed and said, "Let's set off right now. Go early and come back early!" The three of them took the horses and rushed to Cuiyun Peak.
It was too late to arrive at Shangqing Temple. The three of them went straight into the gate without being polite. Zhenren Gongsun was talking to five or six young men in the courtyard.
The three of them approached. Gongsun Zhenren paused for a moment, nodded to them, and then said: "Now that the leader of the thieves, An Lushan, has proclaimed himself emperor in Luoyang, the thieves under his command have the intention of invading Shaanxi Province from the west. They are really ambitious! These days
On the same day, our temple has successively sent out capable Taoist priests, one to spy on the thief, and the other to settle the refugees. However, although the refugees are frightened and eager to survive, they are not easily persuaded to take shelter in the mountains. Most of them have to seek refuge with distant relatives. There are even some reasons.
They are the knights and thieves in Luoyang City who took advantage of the chaos to gather and rob the refugees. They have been dispersed by the Taoist priests in my view. But what I do as a Taoist is ultimately a drop in the bucket. If you really want to use the right way to help the people, it is better to take advantage of the situation.
And guide it.”
Guan Dashi and others listened clearly and expressed their willingness to hear the details. Gongsun Zhenren stroked his gray beard and said: "Several donors are capable and righteous people who have been in the temple on a daily basis, and now they are all hiding in the mountains nearby. The old Taoist
They thought it would be better to set up their own camps and separate and resettle the refugees in the temple. They also selected the strongest among the refugees, secretly recruited them into the regiment, and strictly controlled and trained them. When the situation improves, if you advance, you can serve the country and be loyal, and if you retreat, you can protect yourself...
These are really the best ways to achieve both ends that the old Taoist can think of with his poor mind." After Gongsun Zhenren finished speaking, the men in front of him fell into a brief silence, and then the Zhenren said again, "The saints of the Tang Dynasty all respected Taoism, and although they have little disdain,
I have also received talismans. In your righteous deeds, Taoists in Guanzhong should take part in them as a demonstration. If you have any doubts, Taoists do not force you, you can go on your own."
Seeing that Taoist Gongsun spoke sincerely, and that the advantages and disadvantages of advancing and retreating were naturally clear to everyone, they no longer doubted his presence and all agreed. The old Taoist waved his fly whisk and nodded to a young Taoist next to him. The young Taoist then said to himself
Entering through the small door on the side of Ziji Palace, a group of refugees soon came out. They stood crowded together in the courtyard. There were about fifty or sixty people, including women, children, old and young, as well as strong and hardworking people. There was panic in their eyes.
The look of coldness.
Gongsun Zhenren sighed: "The heaven and the earth are unkind, and wars and disasters have caused all things to be like rotten dogs. I despise the fact that the force is too weak to save the villagers. I am here to apologize!" After saying this, he made a long speech to the refugees.
Yi, "Now there are a few righteous men from Mang Mountain who can lead all the villagers to settle in the mountains to temporarily avoid the disaster of war. Please go back."
Among the refugees, there was also an old man who was well-versed in matters. He stood up and said with his hands in hand: "We, dressed in rough clothes, came here in a hurry and caused trouble to the Taoist priest. This arrangement by the Taoist priest is most appropriate. I would like to thank you on my behalf."
Thank you, Taoist Master, for taking me in!" After saying this, he bowed to the ground, followed by three or four people scattered behind him, who seemed to be family members.
Seeing this, the other refugees also fell down one after another and thanked Master Gongsun endlessly. Master Gongsun hurriedly helped the old man up and called on the Taoist priests in Guanzhong to help the refugees stand up and talk. The Taoists said goodbye to the refugees and said some words of comfort. Guan Dashi and eight others
, when the nine men saw this scene, their hearts were touched, and they sighed a lot, and some of their eyes became red and wet.
After some explanations, the refugees divided themselves into several groups and followed the martyrs down the mountain. Before leaving, Guan Dashi grabbed an acquaintance of the Taoist priest and told him the birth dates of Yang Sanlang and Lu Qiuniang. The Taoist smiled and gave a brief summary.
Once calculated, it turns out that the first day is an auspicious day.
Guan Dashi thanked him again and again, begged for a red candle, and gave it to Yang Sanlang. The two of them led the refugees down Cuiyun Peak, and took the horses to lead the way. Immediately, an old woman with inconvenient legs and feet sat down, and several still young people
Small children, followed by a dozen refugees, walked slowly. Ma Chong stayed at the back to prevent anyone from being left alone.
When they arrived in the valley, it was completely dark. Using the dim light, the refugees could distinguish several huts by the streams in the valley, and they felt a little reassured. As they got closer, they stopped one after another.
Guan Dashi and Yang Sanlang first helped the old woman and the child off the horse, and then made some arrangements for how everyone would rest that night: two women holding babies, Qiuniang, and Guan Huer squeezed into one room, and they made do for a few nights.
; Yang Sanlang tidied up the hut that had been left vacant after Ma Zhong left for the other women and children to rest; while the other young and old men rested in the huts of Guan Dashi and Ma Chong respectively.
With such arrangements being made, the refugees had no objections and went to rest according to the arrangements.