He was actually very interested in things like concealed weapons, but his father wouldn't let him practice using them. He only asked him to practice the traditional martial arts and not get distracted by other things.
But he still secretly used his free time to study the types and methods of using hidden weapons. He knew that there was a lot of knowledge in hidden weapons. If they were strictly distinguished, there were Northern and Southern schools.
The northern faction mainly uses daggers, sleeve arrows, and steel nails. They emphasize "killing the enemy in an instant" and winning with advantage requires close coordination of strength and angle.
There are two ways to release a concealed weapon. One is to release the concealed weapon from the hands, legs, shoulders, and back by instantly tightening and exerting force on the muscles.
The other method is to fire with a device. A lightweight and compact device is bound to the body in advance, with a concealed weapon inside, and the concealed weapon is ejected by activating the device.
The first method is to select people, which has higher requirements for users of concealed weapons. They need to have a certain foundation in martial arts, otherwise the effect of "surprise them and attack them unprepared" cannot be achieved.
The second method is relatively simple. As long as the concealed weapon user selects the target and adjusts the aim, the effect is equally good.
Huang Hanhan is a typical northern hidden weapon user.
The southern faction mainly uses steel balls, iron needles, and medicinal powders, and emphasizes "hurting the enemy invisible" and winning by cleverness, which requires timing and the environment.
The method of discharging concealed weapons is not much different from that of the Northern School, but the main purpose is to hurt people and does not seek to take human lives. It is gentler than the Northern School.
When they gathered around Yong Ming, Shang Baifeng returned the dagger to Huang Hanhan and couldn't help but ask: "Han Yan, this concealed weapon is really good. How many small daggers like this do you have in this instrument?"
Huang Hanhan took the dagger and put it into the leather pouch on his waist. He tilted his head and ignored him.
Seeing the awkward look of Shang Baifeng being left aside, Sheng Qingfeng smoothed things over and said: "Bai He, this is Han Yan's secret that has not been told, how can you ask around? Fortunately, you are older than her, and you don't even understand this rule.
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After Sheng Qingfeng said this, Shang Baifeng realized that he had violated a taboo in the world, and immediately gave up the idea of continuing to ask questions.
When Yong Ming saw everyone coming over, he said: "This room is the classroom where classes are held. There is a hot water bottle at the door, and there is a water cup for each person on the tea table for drinking water. There are stationery supplies on the desks, one set for each table. Now
You can go in and sit and wait for the teacher to come."
After saluting Yong Ming one by one, Xie Liuyun and others entered the classroom one after another to prepare for class.
After arranging things here, Yong Ming turned around and walked out of the yard, heading towards his study.
Anqiu County is not big, only four or five miles from north to south, and narrower from east to west, only six or seven miles in length.
At this moment, the street is the busiest, with an endless stream of people shopping and passing by.
From the "Fuyue Teahouse" on Tiancheng Road, bursts of cheers can be heard from time to time.
Walking into the teahouse, on the table in the middle, a young man about thirty years old wearing a long coat was talking about Shandong Kuaishu.
If you listen carefully, you will see that it is about "Water Margin", which happens to be about "taking the birthday card out of hand".
The people sitting at the tea tables around the stage, cracking melon seeds and drinking fragrant tea, were listening attentively and intoxicated. When they heard the wonderful points, they kept clapping their hands and applauding.
At this time, a man walked in from the street. The hat on his head was lowered very low, and the scarf around his neck covered his face, leaving only his eyes exposed.
He was wearing a gray cloth gown with the hem hanging straight down to his feet. He was wearing a pair of navy blue trousers on his legs, and the leather shoes on his feet were polished.
This is neither earthy nor foreign, which makes people feel a little strange.
The waiters in the store saw the customers coming in and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.
I heard this man ask the waiter in a low voice: "Second Master, are you here?"
As soon as the waiter saw that he was looking for the second master, he replied: "I have been here for a while and told me that he has guests coming today. I dare to say that it is you! Please come with me."
The man looked at the situation around him, frowned and asked, "Just tell me where the second master is, and I'll go there myself."
"How can it be done? What if you are not the person Er Ye is waiting for and I bring you by mistake? To be on the safe side, I'll take you there."
Seeing that the clerk wanted to lead the way, the man had nothing to do, so he nodded and agreed.
When the waiter saw this, he immediately bent down with a smile and led the way through the lobby on the first floor, up the stairs, and went straight to the second floor.
The two went up to the second floor, and after turning two corners, they came to the door of a private room at the back. There was a sign hanging on the lintel with the words "Dongting Spring" written on it.
The waiter stood at the door and said respectfully: "Second Master, the guest you were waiting for has arrived."
"Please come in!"
A young man's voice came from the room.
The waiter gently opened the door, turned sideways and said to the person behind him: "Please!"
The visitor followed him into the room, looked at the people in the room, and stood without speaking.
The people in the room waved their hands, and the clerk immediately understood, walked out of the room, closed the door gently, and turned around to leave.
"Sit down! I have been waiting for you for a long time. I have brewed this tea twice, but it is also the most mellow time."
The visitor sat down, took off his hat and put it on the table. He took off the scarf around his neck and put it around his neck without taking it off.
"Second Master, you asked me to come here not just for tea, right?"
"Drink some tea first. The 'Lu'an Guapian' tastes very good, but it won't taste good when it gets cold."
The visitor picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, nodded, then put down the teacup, looked at the second master sitting opposite, and waited for him to speak.
"Has my brother looked for you?"
"I've looked for it, what's wrong, Master? Is there a problem?"
"Where did the car come from?"
"Western suburbs city defense camp."
"Does my brother want to borrow a military vehicle?"
"Military vehicles are requested by name, but civilian vehicles are not used."
"How many does he need?"
"A truck, a jeep."
"Did Battalion Commander Xu agree?"
"I agreed. It will only be used locally for one month and the remuneration will be generous. How can he disagree?"
"Who leads the team?"
"I will lead the team."
"Who else is following besides the driver?"
"Second Master, you asked such detailed questions. Does it mean that the uncle doesn't believe in my ability to do things and wants you to check with me again?"
"Adjutant Zhang, don't be anxious! My brother doesn't know that I'm here to find you, and what I have to do has nothing to do with him."
"That's strange. I don't know what the second master is doing. I can't drink your tea. I have official duties to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
As he spoke, Adjutant Zhang from the city defense battalion stationed in Anqiu stood up angrily, raised his hands, and was about to pick up his hat and leave.
At this time, he saw the second master sitting opposite him, reaching out and patting the table gently, then taking his hand away, calmly picking up his cup and drinking water.
It seemed that the second master didn't take it to heart when Adjutant Zhang got up and left.