Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes at Li Mufeng and snorted: "San'er is doing well, you must be the one who encouraged him to enter the Mei Mansion!"
Li Mufeng smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed, but did not argue. He knew that talking more would be in vain. His mother was being unreasonable and it made no sense at all.
Li Zhuzhu waved his hand: "Okay, I agree with San'er going to Mei Mansion!"
"Master, you..." Qin complained.
Li Zhuzhu said solemnly: "A good man has his ambitions in all directions... The third son is too old to be tied to me all the time. It's time to go out and have a try!...Besides, the Mei Mansion is not far away. You can come back at any time. Do you think so?"
If he knows it, go and have a look!"
"San'er is still so young, what should I do if I suffer, what should I do if I am bullied?!" Ms. Qin looked at Li Muchan worriedly, her eyebrows furrowed.
Zhao Yiyi pursed her lips and smiled: "Mom, my uncle is so smart and has a lot of strength. He is the only one who bullies others. Who can bully him?!"
"That's right!" Li Mufeng nodded hurriedly.
Qin immediately narrowed her eyes and smiled, reached out to pat Li Muchan's bald head, and said proudly: "That's right, San'er is so smart, he can't afford to suffer!"
Li Muchan grabbed her hand, pulled it off her head, and said with a smile: "Mom, don't we have a eldest brother? He is the deputy deacon and has a high position. For the sake of eldest brother's face, who dares to bully me?"
"Your eldest brother..." Mr. Qin shook his head and sighed helplessly.
She glared at Li Mufeng and sighed to herself: The boss is upright and upright, and will never sacrifice himself for selfishness. It is unreliable to expect him to take care of San'er!
Li Mufeng hurriedly said: "Mom, don't worry, I won't let anyone bully San'er!"
Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes at him: "If San'er is bullied, I will settle the score with you!"
"Okay, don't worry, mother!" Li Mufeng nodded hurriedly.
"So, mother, are you agreeing?" Li Muchan said with a smile.
Mrs. Qin sighed: "You, your wings are stiff, you have been thinking about flying away, and you dislike me as an old woman. Can I not let you go?"
"Mom, you're here again!" Li Muchan smiled bitterly.
"Okay, okay, you can go if you want, don't pay attention to me, an old woman!" Mrs. Qin waved her hands and said decisively.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly, his mother's temper was so unruly that it left people speechless.
He said a lot of nice things, and then told a joke, which made everyone laugh. Qin couldn't help laughing, and she finally relented and agreed.
His mother and son are different from ordinary people. Sometimes the mother is kind and the son is filial, and sometimes the mother is dishonest and the son is coaxing. They are a bit closer than the average mother and son.
Li Mufeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was his younger brother who was able to do the job. In this family, the only one who could cure his mother was his younger brother. He couldn't handle his mother's tricks at all. He was often treated by his mother until he was sweating profusely and looked like a fool.
generally.
The next morning, Li Mufeng got up very early. As soon as he left the house, he saw his father making slow gestures in the yard, which was the guidance technique taught to him by his younger brother.
He stretched out, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Dad, where is San'er?"
"Went to the temple." Li Zhuzhu looked attentive, moved slowly, and made a leisurely arc, with a faint smile on his face.
Li Mufeng stood aside with his hands lowered and watched. According to San'er, this Daoyin technique was taught by his master, Master Xuankong. It has extraordinary effects on strengthening the body and prolonging life.
However, he looked awkward, slow and unable to exert force, which was really worrying. Although San'er kept trying to persuade him, he never learned it. After he entered the Mei Mansion, he practiced some superficial martial arts. When it came to strengthening his body,
Much stronger than this.
My parents really enjoyed learning it. They said that after practicing, they felt comfortable all over, as if they had taken a hot bath and slept better at night. They have continued to practice for more than ten years.
This Daoyin technique is indeed effective. In the past ten years, the two elders have been healthy and have not suffered from any diseases. On the contrary, they are living more and more nourished.
"Dad!" Zhao Yiyi came out of the house, neatly tidied up and dressed in a goose-yellow Luo shirt. She looked pretty and made her waist become more and more slender.
She started to get busy, picked up a broom and swept the yard. She quickly finished sweeping and went into the house to start cooking. At this time, Mrs. Qin came into the yard carrying a load of water.
She has a slender figure that can be blown away by a gust of wind. She carries a load of water very lightly, her steps are light, and she swings her arms rhythmically, which is very graceful.
Li Mufeng hurriedly went up to him and took over the burden: "Mom, why are you doing this!"
Letting Li Mufeng take it, Mrs. Qin rubbed her shoulders and said with a smile: "In the past few years, I have been carrying water for three years. I stopped doing it a long time ago. Now that I try it, I am really old!"
"Mom, how old are you!" Li Mufeng shook his head and carried the water into the kitchen in a few steps.
Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes at him and smiled softly. This boss really couldn't speak, and he didn't know how he became the deputy deacon.
"You are just showing off!" Li Zhuzhu slowly stopped his stance and glanced at her.
Mrs. Qin smiled: "Who was tossing and turning last night and not having a peaceful sleep?"
Li Zhuzhu snorted and turned back to the house.
"Mother!" Li Muchan stepped in, wearing a gray monk's robe, a string of Buddhist beads tied to his wrist, his bald head shining, and his eyes bright.
"San'er, do you really want to go to Mei Mansion today?" Mrs. Qin went over and took his hand.
Seeing Li Muchan nod, she said helplessly: "No matter what, you have to come back and sleep!"
Li Muchan smiled and agreed.
He got up early and had gone to Chengjing Temple to finish his morning classes. Although he did not abide by the rules and precepts and was not afraid of being dizzy, he did not delay his usual practice.
After eating, the two brothers left Lijiacun and headed to Jinyang City.
Meifu is located in the center of Jinyang City, a few hundred meters east of Chaoran Building, across a street from the main street in the middle. It is neither deserted nor quiet.
Although Li Mufeng was the deputy deacon in the Mei Mansion, he kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs, but Li Muchan never came.
The two came to a majestic mansion. Li Muchan looked at it and admired it secretly.
The red-lacquered door was tall and wide, twice as wide as an ordinary house. Standing in front of the door, Li Muchan felt a formidable aura, and rows of brass round nails shone brightly, dazzling people's eyes.
There were four men holding swords standing in front of the door, two young men and two middle-aged men. They were all tall, with bright eyes and imposing aura, as if they were ready to draw their swords and kill at any time.
When they took one look at me, I was so timid that I broke into a cold sweat.
The two stood in front of the door, and the four men bowed and saluted: "Deputy Deacon Li!"
Li Mufeng waved his hand, turned to smile at Li Muchan who was looking around, and said: "San'er, we're here, let's go in!"
Li Muchan nodded and entered through the side door on the east side of the red lacquer gate. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes lit up and he saw a vast lake, sparkling in the early morning sun, which made people feel broadened.
At first glance, the smoke is vast, and there are vague figures on the other side of the lake, but it cannot be clearly seen. The lake is somewhat larger than the entire Lijia Village.
There is a small island in the middle of the lake, surrounded by willow trees, shading the buildings, with red walls and green tiles, and faint pavilions and pavilions. When a gust of wind blows, thousands of soft willow branches flutter together, whirling gracefully, like mist or smoke.
The lake is also surrounded by willow trees. Looking from the sky, the willow trees form two circles, with the inside and outside inside each other, and the vast lake in the middle. The scenery is breathtaking.
With the lake as the center and along the lakeside, it is surrounded by continuous buildings, buildings, pavilions, rockeries and trees, covering each other, and the scenery is quiet and elegant.
Li Muchan exclaimed: "What a great place!"
Li Mufeng smiled and felt a little proud: "This is the Mei Mansion! This lake is called Ming Lake!... Let's go to the martial arts training ground!"
With that said, he walked towards the west, passed through a door, and came to a large field. The noise and noise rushed in front of him, which was completely different from the tranquility outside.
This open space was hundreds of meters in diameter, the size of a football field in later generations. Hundreds of people were practicing martial arts, all of them high-spirited, bright-eyed, and exuding an intimidating momentum.
They were separated by a certain distance, each practicing their own way, some quietly and silently, some shouting from time to time, some waving weapons, and shouting non-stop, looking like crazy, all kinds of strange things.
Li Muchan glanced at the people practicing martial arts, passing by the big man on the central platform, and finally stopped at his feet, lowering his head and staring at the ground, as if he were carving a flower.
The site was made of compacted yellow mud, and he recognized it at a glance. It was Kunzhou yellow mud.
This kind of Kunzhou yellow mud was not common in the Dayan Dynasty, but it was quite precious. It would not become muddy when it rained, or smoke when exposed to the sun, just like the asphalt of later generations.
He didn't understand why the martial arts training ground wasn't paved with blue bricks. Although the green bricks were not worth much, compared to Kunzhou's yellow mud, they were a small witch compared to a big witch.
"San'er, don't be in a daze, let's go over!" Li Mufeng gave him a tug.
"Oh, okay." Li Muchan raised his head, followed Li Mufeng, walked along the middle road, passed through the people practicing martial arts, and reached the high platform in the center.
There was a sudden shout, like thunder. Li Mu Feng paused and then continued walking, but Li Muchan seemed not to have heard it and kept walking.
As he walked, he turned around and took a look, but there was a young man waving a big sword more than ten steps away. The sword was shining brightly and the air was cold.
Obviously, this young man didn't do it on purpose, he just couldn't help but drink loudly when he was practicing to the fullest. Li Muchan quickly looked away and, without stopping, followed Li Muchan to the high platform.
The high platform is square, as tall as a person and about ten meters long. Standing in the center is a burly man. At first glance, it looks like a black bear.
The big man was extremely burly, with a slightly hunched back and a round face. His face was swarthy, but his teeth were white, and he looked scary.
He was holding his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone, like a hawk looking at chickens.
Seeing Li Mufeng coming up, he clasped his fists to greet him and laughed loudly: "Deputy Deacon Li is a rare visitor!...Haha, is this your third brother?"
Li Mufeng cupped his fists and returned the salute with great respect: "Commander Jin, this is my third brother Li Muchan, whose monastic name is Zhanran."
"I've met Commander Jin." Li Muchan tithes.
Commander Jin titheted and said with a smile: "Young master Zhanran doesn't need to be polite. I heard from Deputy Deacon Li that the young master is born with supernatural powers and wants to enter our house, right?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Exactly."
Commander Jin chuckled and said, "How about we compete?"