After enough laughter, Yang Fan told Miss Yan's story.
"The biggest dispute between Yan Yongchun and her husband is the horse's steps. His husband always uses low-framed and stable horses."
"Squat down with your buttocks, keep your thighs basically parallel to the ground, clamp your knees inward, and maintain a low posture, just like sitting on a real horse, giving people a sense of imposing pressure."
Xiao Niangpi nodded and said: "Han people don't ride horses, so they need to practice horse steps, so that the foot will be stable. Everyone practices this kind of horse steps."
"But the energy produced by this kind of horse stance is Sanjin, which is the energy produced by exerting local muscles in the body."
"Yim Wing Chun is very petite, and she is a bird-like girl. The horse step she invented is called the two-word clamp sheep horse."
"It seems weak and incompetent, and the standing posture is much higher than the horse stance of other martial arts schools. In fact, the waist and horse are stable, and the legs are light and solid. It emphasizes that the force comes from the ground and the waist and horse are integrated.
It’s Zhengjin!”
The little girl Pi Wenwen quietly put her elbow on the table, supported her chin with her right hand, and listened to the story obediently. After hearing this, she couldn't help but ask: "What is Zhengjin?"
"That's a good question. When you practice Daqiang, you mainly train Jin Jin and Ting Jin." Yang Fan continued, "Zheng Jin is different from San Jin. San Jin is a local exertion of force, punching or kicking, using all kinds of energy.
It’s the local strength of the elbows and legs. No matter how strong you are in training, the damage caused by local dissipated strength is limited.”
"Yim Wing Chun's "Two-word Clamp Sheep Horse" adopts a bow-shaped charging state. The entire body looks like a very graceful bow curve, like a fully drawn bow that is ready to go!"
Xiao Niangpi was in a daze thoughtfully for a while, and then murmured: "Start from the ground, unite your waist and horse, and use all the strength of your body to attack one point. I understand. What a powerful idea. Then
What is Tingjin?”
"Tingjin is actually the perception of force. What is perceived? Force has three elements: size, direction, and point of action. The sum of these three is called Jinlu in Neijiaquan. It is the Jinlu that can be heard with the ears and seen with the eyes.
Skin touch, awareness and perception of the mind and nervous system. As for the level of sensory sensitivity, it is determined by the depth of boxing and push-hand skills. Tingjin can be roughly divided into the following three stages: one is bone-feeling listening, and the other is
Hear it with skin sense, and thirdly listen with no sense.
Xiao Niangpi was completely shocked. Although she had practiced kung fu very well, this was the first time she had heard these theoretical knowledge. It was an enlightening feeling that made her feel like a new world had opened up.
"It is said that on their wedding night, Yan Wing Chun said to his husband, you said that my horse stance is not good, let's make a bet whether you can spread my knees with both hands. Yan Wing Chun's squatting horse stance means that the knees are closer to the inside. If you
If you can't break it apart, you can become your teacher and learn my Wing Chun."
"Wow, it's so amazing. What happened next?" Xiao Niangpi's eyes were full of little stars. Her admiration for Grandmaster Yan Wing Chun arose spontaneously.
"Naturally loose energy cannot be used with concentrated energy. Of course, Yim Wing Chun won. His husband did what he said. He asked his wife to be his teacher, studied Wing Chun seriously, and passed on this set of boxing techniques.
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"It's a pity that I have never heard of this boxing technique. I really want to learn it." Xiao Niangpi said yearningly.
"I'll look for boxing records for you later, what a big deal." Yang Fan finally gained the admiration of the little girl, and he was very proud for a moment. Little guy, there is always something you don't know, and he can talk to you better.
After finishing talking about kung fu, the two of them also finished breakfast and drank tea and chatted. The little girl asked: "What does the prince want from you?"
"I just wanted to discuss this matter with you. This morning, the prince came to see me and read out another imperial edict. The content was only one sentence, and he asked me to bring the Xinghe group to Beijing to listen to it."
"How did you answer?"
"Do I have any other choice besides accepting the order? Your Majesty thinks there are too few people. I have already rushed to Zunhua to recruit veterans to return to the military camp and brought equipment. I will probably take a boat to the dock tomorrow night."
"Your Majesty can't wait any longer. In fact, now is not a good time." Xiao Niangpi frowned.
"What should I say if other forces come to me?" Yang Fan asked.
Now Tushan and his daughter are his biggest supporters. Xiao Niangpi is his leader, so naturally he has to listen to her opinions.
Xiao Niangpi pondered for a moment and said: "No matter who comes to you, you should neither agree to him nor reject him. Do you know what to do?"
"I understand, just like a scumbag." Yang Fan rolled his eyes and said.
"Haha, you do know how to use metaphors."
As soon as Sishi arrived, Xu Xianchun's order to summon Yang Fan came.
Xu Xianchun and Zhu Yeqing struggled for a day and a night without making any progress. The bridgehead was basically a whole piece of stone. They tried all kinds of tricks, but they couldn't move it. Xu Xianchun suspected that even if he chewed it with his teeth, he couldn't move it.
The angry Xu Xianchun gave Old Mrs. Chen a nice meal again.
As soon as Yang Fan entered the door, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. The yard was heavily guarded. There were many light and dark sentries.
The guard strung his bow and unsheathed his sword, looking like he was facing a powerful enemy.
The hundreds of Jin Yiwei at the door want to take away Yang Fan's weapons.
Yang Fan felt wary and wanted to shoot me.
Yang Fan's first reaction was that Wang Chengen had failed to find him out that morning. But he quickly calmed down.
He was overthinking it. Even if Xu Xianchun knew about this matter, he would try to win over him first and would never take special measures directly.
Yang Fan was wearing a ring and dragon scale armor. If Xu Xianchun dared to harm him, he could travel back to Zunhua at any time. Yaoguang set up a teleportation point in Zunhua for his own safety.
The location is in a hidden warehouse in Xinghe Iron Works.
As for whether Yao Guang would scold him for wasting raw energy, he didn't care.
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment and handed over two double-barreled flintlock pistols.
Yang Fan of that hundred households had the impression that his name was Luo Yangxing.
Luo Yangxing said to Yang Fan: "Master Xu has been attacked many times, and there is nothing we can do. This approach is a bit abrupt, so please don't think too much about it, Yang Qianhu."
"I don't dare. Mr. Xu is an important figure in Jinyiwei. No matter how cautious you are, you should be cautious." Yang Fan said politely.
Yang Fan walked in. This room was Mrs. Chen's study. The decoration was elegant and the area was large.
Entering the inner hall through a hollow carved wooden moon door, there are three official chairs in front of you. Xu Xianchun is sitting on the chair in the middle.
Xu Xianchun watched Yang Fan come in, stood up and said: "Haha, I would like to congratulate Yang Qianhu on his promotion. Yang Qianhu is really a young hero. The eighteen-year-old Qianhu official is the first time in Ming Dynasty in two hundred years.
ah."
Yang Fan bowed respectfully and said: "I don't dare to accept it, I don't dare to accept it. My subordinate, Yang Fan, a member of the Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi, joins the Zhenfu Master."
Xu Xianchun glanced at Yang Fan appreciatively. This kid could actually talk.
He was only honored as Xiaoqi of Jinyiwei, and did not mention his status as captain of Dongchang and Qianhu of Zunhuawei.
Being humble enough, he also showed his status as a royal guard and put distance between himself and Xu Xianchun.
"Okay, okay, we are all brothers, why should we be so polite?" Xu Xianchun quickly helped Yang Fan up.
"Come here, take a seat," Xu Xianchun said loudly.
Yang Fan said hurriedly: "There is no seat for Yang in front of Mr. Xu. I can just stand."
Xu Xianchun was even more satisfied. Yang Fan was so young that he thought he was a fool, but when they met for the first time, he turned out to be knowledgeable, very self-aware, and clearly knew how to position himself.
In my heart, I felt more confident about Eunuch Wei's instructions.
