Volume Two, Accession to the WTO, Chapter 57, Going Out to Meet Relatives
In the twelfth lunar month of winter, in the north of Beijing, heavy snow has rolled up in the sky. A fleece jacket is a must-have when going out. They are all martial arts practitioners. Although they practice different martial arts with different teachers, internal strength practitioners are still useful in fighting the cold.
, so that the doors and windows were wide open, and not even a brazier was lit. Classes were carried out in the howling cold wind, which was a great test of one's endurance and physical strength. The teachers also gave an explanation: the dean was back, and the martial arts school needed to give him a break.
The same picture made him feel the enthusiasm and unyieldingness of this generation of students.
Feng Yu grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, wandering around and becoming a disciple in the south. The farthest place is Yaowang Valley in the southwest. He has never seen such a snow scene. The snowflakes are one after another, more abundant than the cherry blossoms, falling.
It won't melt in the palm of your hand very quickly. The big trees outside the window are already covered with white hair in just one night. The snow on the ground is soft but thick, covering more than half of the boots. However, the corridors and main roads are cleaned every day.
The person who sweeps the broom is also a teacher. Every time he picks up the broom, many students will watch. At first, only the seniors came to watch. Later, after word spread, dozens of students came here. Every time the broom shook, the snow on the side of the broom was like being swept away.
It was as if the carriage had crashed, dancing on the spot. With another shake, the flying snow piled up close to the side of the road. The teacher's steps were light and he did it casually, as if he had made no effort, but the result was so wonderful.
Feng Yu leaned against the pillar and stood aside to watch. This flow of Qi felt a bit like Yun Xiao's Feng Congyundong, using his own inner strength to guide the surrounding things, but that was gradually dissolving the strength, and this was not
There is no insistence on involving the breath, but it can have such an effect with just a wave of the hand. It is not like Yun Xiao who pursues to completely master what he wants. He just watches quietly, and can see through without following, which is quite soft and beautiful.
"This is Tai Chi."
At some point, everyone was focused on clearing the snow, and Vice President Zhang appeared next to them.
Everyone said in unison: "Vice President Zhang."
"His name is Xu Feng, and the one at the gate of the martial arts academy is named Xu Yu. They are brothers. In the early years, the family was assassinated by spies, and the two were rescued by the army. Later, they studied martial arts in Wudang Mountain. People in Wudang Mountain pursue a free and easy nature.
, there is nothing to do, and most of the martial arts they practiced were to use softness to overcome strength. After coming down from the mountain, they were affected by their temperament. Although they wanted to repay their kindness, they had no intention of going to the battlefield, so they stayed in the martial arts academy. The two were not good at warfare and did not like to talk. They also did chores on weekdays.
Lord.”
Shi Yufeng looked at the old man and said, "I feel like he is so powerful. He can clear away the accumulated snow so easily." As he said that, he was also learning to make blind gestures. "
Vice President Zhang turned around and left, saying in his step: "Both of them are ninth grade."
Everyone watched with wide eyes. Although they wouldn't learn anything from this, it is always good to gain experience.
The old man knew what was happening here, but he never asked about it, as if the worldly affairs had nothing to do with him.
Feng Yu was not surprised. After all, he had seen masters at that level, and had fought against an extremely powerful one a few nights ago. However, he was still very interested in Tai Chi and the use of softness to overcome strength, and almost all the martial arts that he had been exposed to before were
They are all strong and fierce, and the master has brought his fierceness to the extreme. Only Senior Brother Yun Xiao's martial arts is a little softer, but he is not so casual in using it. Maybe it is brought about by the status of Tianji Tower, and there are few
Some people are willing to bend down to survive.
Until the old man and other students had gone far away, Feng Yu was still thinking: Why did the snow not crack with one blow, but instead seemed to be blown up by the wind, and then kneaded together like the wind, making it appear light and fluttering?
.But he knows that curiosity is different from being brainless. You must learn to give up when you should give up. After all, the paths are different. Just think about it when you are bored.
On this day, Vice President Zhang said at the end of the riding and archery class: "The capital city in winter has a different flavor. There will be a lantern temple fair tomorrow. The hospital has decided to give you a day off. If you are interested, you can go out and have a look. Don't worry.
Just delay your own study."
A group of students shouted happily. Although it is tiring here, there are not so many rules and red tape. Everyone goes straight to the place, and some teachers also mingle with the students.
Shi Yufeng said happily: "I haven't been home for a long time, and I can finally go out and relax. Is there anyone with you? I'll treat you to a drink!"
One call and a hundred responses, "Okay"
"The eldest young master invited me to treat you. It's really generous. Unfortunately, I have to go home, so I won't accompany you." Lu Jinyan raised his hand and thanked him.
Although it is very lively, there are not many people going out. Most of them are not from the capital, and some are not interested in the cold winter and are too lazy to go out.
"Feng Yu, are you interested in going to my Lu family? It won't be boring to stay here all the time."
"No, thank you." It was still a short answer, but everyone was used to it.
The capital is brightly lit at night, and there are several rivers connecting the city. It is the last temple fair of the year. Boats are constantly painted on the river, and boat lights are floating. On the streets and along the river, you can see cooking smoke and vendors wearing cotton-padded jackets everywhere.
Feng Yu was very busy. Feng Yu walked alone on the stone bridge where people came and went, looking at the capital city that he didn't know how to describe. Although it was the political center, its business level was also higher than that of Jiangdu.
Under the black starry sky, hard-working people used their own hands to bring vitality to this dark land. I didn't want to come out, but my heart was outside, and practicing and reading were boring. That day, I seem to vaguely remember that the old prince also asked
Go out and have a look by yourself, get familiar with it, and simply come alone to appreciate the night scene under the light snow.
Standing in the middle of the bridge, all the boats passing by passed through the bridge hole under their feet. For them, maybe they would also be a special scenery. However, the scenery in front of them could not attract them. Because they encountered many people while walking,
When I came out, I had already taken off my coat. I don't know if the white on my shoulders was the white of the clothes or the white of the snowflakes.
In a trance, Feng Yu seemed to have seen something, and his whole expression changed. The scene disappeared in a flash, but Feng Yu felt that he must have seen it correctly. He had not thought about anything just now. The boat was slowly wandering
, was about to disappear around the corner, Feng Yu had no time to think about the truth and falsehood, at worst he could just apologize later.
Immediately, the strength of the Seventh Grade was clearly visible. Qingfeng Xulai used his skills and jumped up on the high stone bridge. He stepped on the top of other people's boats and moved forward, shocking everyone. They were about to arrive.
Suddenly, Feng Yu felt something was not right about that ship. A square-headed waist knife was inserted from the roof under his feet, and he quickly turned over to avoid it. Immediately afterwards, many waist sabers appeared in the cabins of several surrounding boats.
People. If there are people in official circles here, they will definitely recognize that this is a lacquer square-headed waist knife, which is regulated by the imperial court.
Feng Yu didn't know what was going on, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to capture him. Although there were many people on the other side, he was on the river, and he was not a crossbowman, so he didn't have an advantage. On the contrary, Feng Yu was a master of martial arts after all, and he was also a top-notch person.
His body skills and his mind were not interested in fighting. Although this group of people were well-trained, they could not hurt him. In a few jumps, he had already landed on the bow of the boat. The guards with swords were approaching by boat, but
I don't dare to act rashly anymore, I guess this is not a simple person.
Feng Yu suppressed the excitement in his heart and was too embarrassed to approach. He asked slowly: "Excuse me, who is the person here? Can I take a look? I have no malice at all, but I just looked like someone.
I saw a familiar person. I couldn't help it, so I took the liberty to bother you. I'm very sorry."
The people in the cabin had long drawn the curtains, and they could not see the inside from the outside. They did not expect that there would be an assassination. However, the imperial guards were ordered to stay too far away and could not stop them, but they did not feel nervous at all. Behind the curtains was
With a sword, if you break through directly, your throat will be sealed with one sword.
The people inside waited for a long time, but they did not expect that the assassin would say such words. They were not frightened by the assassination just now, but they were shocked now.
A lady's voice came out: "Young Master, you should be very young by the sound of your voice. I wonder who you are looking for? I'm afraid I'm going to make the mistake of paying you here." The voice was steady and powerful. In her body, Feng Yu had no
He could feel the fluctuations in his inner aura, but the majesty in his words could not be ignored. Feng Yu was curious about what kind of lady could have such courage and majesty.
Seeing that Feng Yu hadn't moved, another voice came out: "This young man, being able to use this action to find someone shows that you are a passionate person. There are many tourists tonight, which has already caused a bad impact. I hope
Young Master, please proceed with caution and return quickly." Although the voice is not as majestic as the former, there is gentleness in the soft voice.
His hands were trembling and his eyes were wide open. Feng Yu couldn't believe his ears. He wanted to believe it but couldn't believe it. He would never forget this voice. Although, there was another side in his heart that he knew he had heard four years ago.
It is very possible that she was rescued intentionally, but those few months were also unforgettable time. How could an ignorant young man find out whether it was true or false? However, I believe that her feelings and daily care for him were true.
Yes, even if it is a conspiracy, I have no regrets.
A voice stuck in the throat called out softly, "Godmother~"
The curtain interrupted the conversation, and there was no sound for a while.
The gentle voice came out again, "Ze'er?"
Feng Yu shed a few tears in surprise, her eyes sparkling, "It's me, godmother, I'm Ze'er!"
I don’t know what kind of noise was happening inside, and there was also the sound of someone biting his ears. After a moment, the curtain carefully opened a corner, revealing the face that Feng Yu had missed for more than three years, "Come in and talk."