At noon, Jiang Sanlang and his family gathered around to have dinner together.
"Dad, Uncle Zhang Meng wants to teach his younger brother martial arts."
Ying Bao told her parents: "He Mingyue showed us a very good set of punches. He looked very good. He should be good at two things."
Jiang Sanlang was not surprised at all, "Both Zhang Meng and Xu Kun are soldiers guarding the border. They are close friends with Wen Fu, so they are probably equally matched in martial arts."
He didn't know about Zhang Meng and Xu Kun, but he knew about Wen Fu's great body and legs.
Jiang Sanlang asked his two sons: "Do we really want to learn martial arts?"
Jiang Jie shook his head repeatedly: "I don't want to."
I saw Uncle Xu Kun hit Uncle Zhang Meng with a hammer earlier, but he was so frightened that he didn't want to learn any martial arts from those two men.
Jiang Wu blinked and nodded: "If he wants to learn, my sister will learn too." He means that his sister will learn with him.
Jiang Sanlang shocked his son and said angrily: "I can learn if I want to, but if I don't want to I won't go. Why are you dragging my sister along? My sister is not a girl, how can she wield a knife or a gun?"
The point is no, how can I let my daughter worship a man as her master? That is absolutely inappropriate.
"Why not?" Jiang Wu held his forehead and said dissatisfiedly: "If my sister doesn't learn from him, neither will he."
Jiang Sanlang didn't want to pay attention to his son and just immersed himself in drinking porridge. "Follow me. If you don't want to learn martial arts, just study hard and take the exam in the future."
Jiang Wu:……
He doesn't seek to take the exam, and he won't be able to pass it.
Because every time he was checked by his master to recite the textbook, he was beaten on the chest. He was afraid of being beaten by his parents, so he didn't go to school.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Jiang Wu asked: "Then he wants to practice martial arts, or if he doesn't, he doesn't have to study?"
"Who said you don't need to study to practice martial arts?" Jiang Sanlang glared at him, "How can I practice martial arts if I don't study? What have I learned in the Three Character Classic? Jade cannot be made into a weapon if it is not carved, and people cannot learn righteousness without learning. Didn't Master teach me that?
What?"
Jiang Wu's face collapsed.
After eating, the two boys washed up and went back to the house to crawl on the kang.
Jiang Jie listened to his younger brother sighing all the time, and whispered: "Idiot, I go to practice martial arts every day, so I don't have to stay in the school for the whole month. I won't be able to memorize the books in the future."
Is that possible? Jiang Wu was suddenly enlightened.
That's wrong. I'm practicing martial arts with Uncle Zhang. I definitely won't have time to go to the school. Then the master won't be able to slap his legs again.
"Hey, Master also said that if he is born with talents, he will be useful. If he cannot study well and take exams, he will be able to do other things in the future. If he works hard and is diligent, he will be the number one scholar in all walks of life. He will be the number one scholar in martial arts in the future."
Although their master was a hard-working man, he was also open-minded at times. He didn't mind whether his students could take the exams or not, but students who studied under his legs for one day would have to hit the clock for one day.
In the second month, Jiang Wu got up early, and when his parents weren't paying attention, he ran to tell Uncle Zhang that he had decided to practice martial arts.
"My parents agreed?" Zhang Meng was very happy to hear that, but he was worried that it would be the child's wishful thinking.
If Jiang Cunzheng didn't agree, he wouldn't be able to accept the child as his disciple privately.
"Agree! Everyone agrees! They asked me to prepare for the apprenticeship ceremony." In fact, no, but I just asked myself to agree to learn martial arts well and not delay my studies, so my parents would not go back on their mistakes.
Zhang Meng laughed and patted Jiang Wu's shoulder, "Okay! In that case, let's start now."
"Start with what?" Jiang Wu didn't know why.
"Take the big muscles!" Zhang Meng said: "The first step in practicing martial arts is to know how to train the big muscles in all parts of the body so that they can be used freely."
Seeing that Jiang Wu was still confused, Zhang Meng picked up a branch and broke it in two, "You see, that branch is just like my bones, it will break in one bend without protection."
Then he picked up two ropes and wrapped them around the branches. "The ropes are like my big muscles. They can not only protect my bones from external damage, but also help me use my strength to attack them with the strongest force."
Jiang Wu nodded, staring at the master with unblinking eyes and listening carefully.
Zhang Meng pinched Jiang Wu's shoulders, arms, lumbar vertebrae, thighs and calves, "There are big tendons there. I have to practice the strength of my muscles and bones first, so that the big tendons can lift up and protect the limbs and bones at any time, and then I can learn the moves."
Jiang Wu seemed to turn red.
Zhang Meng added: "My big tendons are very strong, strong and strong now, so we need to strengthen the muscles first, and then we can pick up the big tendons."
"Okay, Master, let me choose." Jiang Wu looked expectant.
Zhang Meng's face twitched, and he thought for a long time. He must not scare away his newly arrived apprentice. "They will officially start after I officially become a disciple. Can you tell me now how to use my muscles to generate strength?"
"Okay, okay!" Jiang Wu responded excitedly.
At noon, Jiang Sanlang and Chun Niang came to pay their respects with their son, carrying gifts.
Chun Niang didn't know what kind of gift she should prepare to worship Master Wu, so she just prepared a few practical things, including two pieces of pork, two new clothes and two pairs of new shoes, which cost five taels of silver.
Zhang Meng and Xu Kun were very satisfied and readily accepted.
Afterwards, Jiang Wu knelt down and kowtowed, which was regarded as his official apprenticeship.
I paid homage to two masters during that time.
Zhang Meng is good at fist games and sword skills, and Xu Kun is good at horse fighting.
But the Jiang family currently has no horses, so they can train their children's physical fitness first, and then talk about their riding skills later.
After coming to the east, Jiang Wu finally realized what it means to shoot oneself in the foot.
The next day he was exhausted, his legs were shaking when he walked, and he didn't recover even the next day.
Jiang Wu regretted it and refused to get up. Unexpectedly, his father had no mercy at all. He picked him up and threw him to his master. He continued the Zama Step from the previous day, using double gestures and punching to exercise the muscles on the back of his arms.
Just that one movement almost killed me. My whole body hurt so much in the morning that I couldn't sleep.
Jiang Wu cried and ran to his sister to complain, saying that he no longer wanted to practice martial arts and asked to go to school.
Ying Bao handed him a bowl of water and whispered: "Don't give up halfway. I must walk the path I choose. If Mingyue gives up, I will have to give up when I encounter other difficulties in the future. I want to be upright."
A hero, don’t you want to become a second-rate guy who doesn’t know how to do anything?”
Jiang Wu sobbed and said, "He, he wants to be a good man."
My sister once said that a second-rate person would sleep in a pig pen for a whole month and eat pig food, and even the dogs would dislike it, so she would not be a second-rate person.
Ying Bao touched his head and put the bowl in his leg: "Come, drink the water and go to bed. Mingyue's leg will stop hurting."
Jiang Wu drank the bowl of water obediently.
Not to mention, after drinking it, I felt warm all over my body and my waist no longer hurt much.
As soon as he woke up, Jiang Wu felt refreshed. Not only did his whole body not hurt, he seemed to be full of strength.
In Mingyue, he was able to hold up three sticks of incense while striding forward, which surprised Zhang Meng and Xu Kun.
Even Wen Fu praised him, saying that the boy was indeed a good talent and a martial arts prodigy.
After a few days, Jiang Wu could already walk for more than an hour without getting tired, and then he could jog for two or three miles to warm up.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Meng gave him additional training, asking him to hold out a small bucket of water with his arms spread wide, and to strengthen the strength of his shoulders, back, legs and arms. After these exercises, he could take a short rest.
Because the venue at the Caiyuanxuan was not large, Jiang Sanlang simply built a martial arts training ground in the wasteland next to the orchard. He followed Zhang Meng and Xu Kun's request and smashed some plum blossom stakes on the sidelines.
Yuanbao Huzi and the boys in the village had never seen that kind of fighting, and they were very curious. They often came over to watch Jiang Wu practice martial arts, and some secretly followed him to practice.
Even teenagers like Jiang Quan and Jiang Cheng thought it was quite fun. They secretly climbed the plum blossom pile in the morning when no one was there, but they accidentally fell down and their buttocks hurt for several days.
