He was still drunk when he returned home in the middle of the night. As he helped Chang Yu walk to the back house, Lao Hu shouted: "Lian Xin, Lian Xin, get up and make a pot of tea for the Governor to sober up..."
Zheng Chenggong was arranged in the guest room in the front yard. Next door was the room of Kuang Ren and the Chen brothers. They continued to talk while they were drunk and couldn't sleep. Jiang Fa, Chen Wangting, and the great masters of Wuzhong lived in the backyard.
Chang Yu lives in the second courtyard in the middle. He lives in the west wing, and Chunxiang lives in the east wing.
"Master Governor, why are you so happy to drink so much?" Lian Xin had obviously fallen asleep just now. At this time, she and several maids were applying warm water to Chang Yu's face and washing his feet.
"Is this your master?" Chang Yu took a sip of strong tea to suppress his alcoholism. Lian Xin shook his head and said, "Master comes back during the day these days and is not at home at night."
Chang Yu couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. The Night Demon finally pulled Wang Lang and Li Bingxiao and prepared to cast a net to catch blood bats. Unexpectedly, he was busy in vain, but was caught by Chang Yu. At this time, Wang Lang and Li Bingxiao were in the prison of the Yamen.
To entertain him.
"What about the great monk and the beggar?" Chang Yu asked again. The great monk was Hai Hong from Shaolin Temple, and the beggar was Wu Shu, the direct descendant of the great master Shi Jingyan.
When Chang Yu left the capital, he learned that the Blood Bat had entered the capital. He was worried about the lack of simplicity and the need for experts to guard the yamen and the mansion, so he did not let the monks and beggars go together.
"Oh, they are just the opposite of Master. They go out together during the day and come back together at night to go to bed early," Lian Xin said casually.
Chang Yu thought for a while: "Go and invite the two of them."
Candlelight flickered in the lobby. Chang Yu stood up with a tea cup and walked to the door. He saw Hai Hong and Wu Shu coming together with sleepy eyes. When they saw Chang Yu, they quickly saluted.
Chang Yu nodded and let the two people into the hall. A maid served tea. Chang Yu waved her hand to leave. There were only three people left in the hall. Hai Hong made a Buddha name: "What important matters did the donor call me late at night?"
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Chang Yu looked at him and smiled slightly: "A monk is an outsider. The worldly world has long lost its appeal to you. After all, I will not be able to keep you. How about this? You will teach your skills by my side for a year and learn the unique skills of Shaolin."
How about you stay and I will help you rebuild Shaolin in the future?"
Hai Hong frowned: "The donor's martial arts are extraordinary, and even a monk may not be his opponent, why..."
"It's not about passing on the art to this governor, but it's about being under my command, whether it's a bodyguard or a fan. Within a year, at least 300 to 50 good hands will be trained for me. How about that?"
Haihong was not in a hurry to answer him: "Amitabha, can you allow the monk to think twice before making a decision?"
"There's no rush. The monk can come back to the governor tomorrow to speak. You can go back to your room and think about it slowly. It just so happens that the governor has something to say to Wu Daxia."
Hai Hong stood up to leave, and Chang Yu looked at his leaving figure with an indifferent expression. This great monk's martial arts skills both internally and externally were comparable to those of great masters like Wuzhong and Chen Wangting, but this person was just like a useless person to him.
Because he is a monk who cares little about power and fame, he will not serve Chang Yu because of this. He would rather be a guest enjoying the autumn breeze in Chang Yu's house. He can come and leave at any time without any binding force.
"Master Du Gong wants to drive me away." Wu Shu smiled, his relaxed look very consistent with his game-playing mentality.
Chang Yu sighed and stared at him with lightning eyes: "You are only thirty. Why should you give up on yourself when you are in your prime?"
Giving up on himself, Wu Shu was startled and then laughed: "My personality is that I don't like restraint..." Chang Yu interrupted him before he finished speaking: "You seem to be playing the game of "I am sober when everyone in the world is drunk," but in fact you are just escaping.
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Escape? Wu Shu was stunned again, but this time he didn't laugh. He found that the eyes of the little eunuch in front of him became more and more fierce.
"You have met Wang Zhengnan, what do you think of his martial arts skills?"
"I have seen him. He is a master of both internal and external cultivation. Although he has never seen him take action, I heard that people in the yamen highly praise him." Wu Shu didn't know why Chang Yu mentioned this person.
"How does it compare to your teacher, Grandmaster Shi?" Chang Yu sneered.
"My master is known as a magic gun..." Wu Sheng started to speak but was interrupted by Chang Yu: "How does it compare to you?"
"This... I can't judge the level without having fought against each other before." Wu Shu's face was already a little unnatural.
Chang Yu snorted coldly: "Although I have never met Grandmaster Shi, his martial arts skills are definitely not inferior to Wang Zhengnan's. Although you have fought against Wang Zhengnan, I can say that I will defeat you in thirty moves!"
Wu Shusha's face was so red that he couldn't say a word, because he knew that Chang Yu's words were true, and Wang Zhengnan's aura of capturing dragons and fighting tigers was comparable to that of a great master.
"You are only in your early thirties and are only five years older than Wang Zhengnan. Your teacher was not as successful as Wang Zhengnan at this age, but you are like this. Is it because your talent is not as good as Wang Zhengnan's or because your teacher has no real ability and is just a person trying to gain fame?" Chang Yu continued.
Adding fuel to the fire, Shi Jingyan and Wang Zhengnan became famous for a while when they discussed their achievements. The reason why they are not famous is because they don’t have friends like Huang Zongxi, a big v on Weibo.
"My master's spear skills are invincible, and his swordsmanship is also..." Wu Shu was really inspired. He respected Shi Jingyan so much that he could not tolerate anyone's bad words, not even the powerful eunuch of Dongchang!
"In that case, why are you like this?" Chang Yu shouted angrily, Wu Shu's face turned as pale as pig liver, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that my skills are inferior to others, it's that I'm stupid..."
Fart! Chang Yu took advantage of the drunkenness and cursed: "Your master is invincible with swords and guns. If you cultivate one of them, you can dominate the world. It's not like you are stupid. You were too smart when you left and you didn't do your job properly!"
Not doing his job properly? Wu Shu seemed to have been given a slap in the face and looked at Chang Yu dumbfounded.
"Wu Shu, don't you know that you have gone down a deviant path and become obsessed with it?" Chang Yu shouted, and Wu Shu couldn't help but tremble all over.
What Chang Yu said was not groundless. It can be said that the evidence is conclusive, and this evidence is Wu Shu's later writings.
Shi Jingyan was invincible throughout the world and finally died in the rebellion. His martial arts skills alone were already considered the ceiling at that time, but why was Wu Shu's martial arts skills mediocre despite being taught by Shi Jingyan? Is he really stupid?
How is it possible? If you are stupid, you cannot have such works as "Arm Record" and "Ji Xiao Da Ci".
Why?
First of all, he was born as a scholar. Even though he later played in martial arts, he never served in the army. His martial arts skills have not been honed by too much actual combat or cruel life and death. Theory is more important than practice. He is far inferior to his master Shi Jingyan. Even when he met ordinary martial arts masters, the first few
His ultimate move may scare others for a moment, but once he gets into a stalemate for a few rounds, he will become very passive.
This is also why Wu Shu joined Chang Yu's group when he went south, but in the eyes of the personal guards, he was not considered a good player. Not to mention Wuzhong, he was not even as good as Night Demon.
The second reason, as Chang Yu said, is that he really went astray, perhaps because he knew that he would never reach the level of his master Shi Jingyan, so he wanted to go astray...
Ever since, he created the Immortal Style... To put it simply, it is the kind of master Yan Fang of later generations. He is calm and calm, and his opponent will fly away with a wave of his hand... If he wants to be a celebrity, he is like Ximen Chuixue Ye Gucheng, that is, he will use martial arts
The credits are for the advanced ones in the sixth level, such as Tongwei and Deification. These are still practicing martial arts, but cultivating immortals.
In other words, Wu Shu no longer had the time to study and polish the real skills taught by his master, and plunged headlong into these magical illusions.
"If you continue like this, Grandmaster Shi's unparalleled skills will be cut off by your hands, for fear that he will die in heaven without resting in peace!" Chang Yu snorted coldly, stood up and left, leaving Wu Chu alone in the hall in a daze.