The martial arts venue is a rectangular room, surrounded by weapon racks, all swords, guns, swords and halberds, but they are all firmly fixed in the racks, wrapped in cotton cloth, and they are completely lost, like a vine that needs to be supported.
Five eunuchs stood in two rows, holding large and small boxes in their hands. It was said that they were all things that the emperor must use. Han Ruzi had never used it once, and he didn't even know what was inside.
The sparring was still only the King of the East Sea, and the other noble servants were guarding outside.
Meng E stood a little further away and seldom spoke, and her brother Meng Che was in charge of everything.
In front of many eunuchs, Meng Che did not dare to be rude, he knelt down and bowed respectfully, got up and said, "There are so many martial arts in the world, I don't know which one your Majesty wants to learn?"
"Uh... Teacher Meng, let's decide." Han Ruzi was reminded in advance that he called the old gentleman who taught the scriptures "teacher", and the martial artist was "teacher". There is one more word to distinguish between civil and military, and there are differences in status. Honorable.
The King of Donghai had suffered from the Meng brothers and sisters, and had a very bad impression of the two. At this time, he sneered: "It seems that you can do everything."
Meng Che replied indifferently: "If you are proficient, you can only know three kinds of things below. If you only teach some basics, if you are not talented, you will know a little bit of everything."
"Let's choose Master Meng who is proficient." Han Ruzi didn't care what he learned.
The King of the East Sea laughed a few times, stepped forward and said, "Tell me what you are proficient in first."
Meng Che nodded slightly, "Fist, sword, internal strength."
"I've seen you hold a sword, but I've never seen you use it." The King of the East Sea looked around, "It's unfounded, you practice a few tricks and let us see it."
"Since the Queen Mother asked two Master Meng to teach us martial arts, she must be quite good at it." Han Ruzi said.
The emperor's persuasion made the King of the East Sea even more insistent, "The queen mother is a supreme body, and her majesty has lived in the inner house for a long time. She knows little about the affairs of the rivers and lakes and is easy to be deceived. I have a martial artist in the palace. ."
Meng Che said: "Martial arts is very particular about comprehension. It doesn't care about nobility, succession, age, and it is a great honor to be taught by the King of the East Sea."
"I don't dare to give advice. I can only tell the difference between good and bad. Come on, let's practice a set of boxing techniques first."
Meng Che stepped back to a spacious place, tightened his belt, took a stance, took in a slow breath, suddenly stepped forward, punched, stepped back, advanced, punched, and stepped back again, then stood up, lowered his arms, exhaled, and watched To the East Sea King.
"What kind of thing is this?" Donghai Wang said in surprise.
"It's... quite fast." Han Ruzi didn't see the doorway.
"If King Donghai wants to see Huaquan embroidering his legs, sorry, but I won't." Meng Che's tone became even more proud.
Donghai King sneered: "Look at your swordsmanship again."
"The sword has no eyes, so I'll give it a try."
The King of the East Sea snorted, he remembered the situation when Meng Che held the sword in the Taimiao Temple.
Meng Che took a few steps back, and suddenly jumped out, leaping seven or eight steps away, his right arm stretched and shrank, like a stabbing sword, he immediately stepped back, and returned to the original position in two steps. , exhale, and say, "Please advise."
King Donghai blushed a little and said angrily, "Are you kidding me?"
Meng Che shook his head, "In front of Your Majesty, who would dare to play for no reason? That's what the boxing swords are like, emphasizing actual combat rather than routines."
"Needless to say, your internal strength has no routines?"
"certainly."
The East Sea King pouted his lips in contempt, turned his head to look at the eunuch leader: "I want to try Teacher Meng's skills, no problem?"
Yang Feng didn't come today, Zuo Ji led the team, smiled and said, "You can't use real swords or spears, other things, the East Sea King is free."
The King of Donghai had self-knowledge, "That's good. Teacher Meng, I'm young and weak, so it's normal that I can't beat you. I'll call a few people in and try your 'practical' skills."
The King of Donghai didn't care whether Meng Che agreed or not, let alone asking the emperor's opinion. He walked out of the room. After a while, he called in all the attendants outside. He didn't object, so he didn't stop him.
The King of the East Sea called out the eldest attendant, "This is the grandson of Marquis Piyuan and General Zhang Yin of the Iron Cavalry... What's your name?"
The attendant is a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. His face is still childish, but his body is quite strong and he is the tallest. Just standing there, he is eager to try, "Wei Chen's name is Zhang Yanghao."
Han Ruzi noticed the attendant very early, remembered his name at this time, and also wanted to see if Meng Che had real skills.
The King of the East Sea approached Zhang Yanghao, pointed at Meng Che and said, "This man's fist is relatively hard. You should teach him a lesson and let him know that the emperor's martial arts teacher is not good."
"Since I'm His Majesty's teacher, I'm afraid I'm not an opponent." Zhang Yanghao was still cautious and did not play immediately.
"It's all right, I'm just having fun. Your Majesty also wants to see it." The King of the East Sea looked at the emperor, and Han Ruzi nodded.
Zhang Yanghao snorted heavily, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the opposite side of Meng Che. The friends behind him cheered him in a low voice, and his faces were all excited. Being a servant in the palace was a boring job, and everyone hoped to be able to There is a lively look.
"Teacher Meng, please enlighten me." Zhang Yanghao did not clasp his fists and bow his hands according to the etiquette. He is the heir of the Zhang family who will inherit the title of Marquis of Biyuan, and there is no reason to be too polite to a martial artist.
"Master Zhang is merciful." Meng Che said.
Zhang Yanghao was born in a family of military commanders. He had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and was quite famous in the small circle. He immediately took a stance and waited for a while. Seeing that the opponent did not intend to attack, he gave a light drink, strode forward, and punched.
"Hundred-step boxing, the first boxing in the army, deserves its reputation." Meng Che said while hiding, keeping a distance of more than five steps from Zhang Yanghao.
Although Hundred Steps Boxing is a boxing technique, he attaches great importance to the kung fu. Zhang Yanghao's footwork is neat and rigorous, and his fists are fierce. He is worthy of being the son of a famous general. Shut up quickly.
One hit and the other diddge, and after a half-circle, the East Sea King became impatient and said loudly, "Teacher Meng, is this your ability? If you just run and don't hit, your Majesty won't learn it."
Meng Che also felt that it was enough, and reminded: "Zhang Gongzi takes the trick."
"Come on!" Zhang Yanghao was so excited that he wished the other party would fight back.
Meng Che didn't stop, nor did he take any posture. One moment he was dodging left and right, but the next moment he rushed into Zhang Yanghao's arms, punched, and quickly retreated seven steps away, stood up and faced coldly. With cream, ice in the eyes.
Zhang Yanghao froze there, with his legs bent and his arms up and down, like a small tree being blown down by the strong wind, he suddenly let out a sigh of relief, let out an ouch, clutching his stomach, unable to straighten his waist for a long time.
"I'm reckless, I don't know the importance of the shot, please forgive me, Mr. Zhang." Meng Che's expression returned to normal.
Zhang Yanghao still covered his stomach with his right hand, stretched out his left hand and shook it a few times, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's okay, Teacher Meng is good at boxing.
The surprise of the attendants suddenly turned to admiration, and they asked, "What kind of boxing is this?" "How much strength did you use?" "Which school do you belong to?" "Do you know Gui Yuehua? He He is my family's martial artist and is very famous in the arena."
The ceremonial officer coughed several times, the attendants shut up, Zhang Yanghao finally straightened up, clasped his fists and said, "As expected of the imperial martial artist, I admire him."
"Young Master Zhang is polite, the boxing technique under me is a one-man-in-one boxing technique. It is not comparable to Mr. Zhang's Hundred-step Fist. It is a boxing technique used by the two armies to slay generals, capture the flag, and make achievements."
In the army, Hundred Steps Boxing is only used to strengthen the body. When it comes to the battlefield, no one will fight with bare hands, but Meng Che's words still make Zhang Yanghao smile.
The King of Donghai wanted to make Meng Che embarrassed. After seeing the power of boxing, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Well, you are really capable. How many can you fight alone?"
"It depends on who the opponent is." Meng Che said.
The King of the East Sea looked at the servants and felt that none of them could do it, "The guards in the palace."
"There are so many masters in the big house. If you pick one at random, I'm afraid I'm not an opponent."
"Then, on the battlefield, there are enemy soldiers on the opposite side. How many can you fight?"
Meng Che thought for a while, "If the opponent is well-trained, at most five."
"There are only five!" Donghai King was greatly disappointed, "I thought you could defeat a hundred with one."
"There is no invincible boxing technique in the world. Like the art of warfare, it also divides terrain such as connecting, hanging, supporting, narrow, dangerous, and far. The terrain is different, and the available boxing techniques are also different. My boxing technique is alone. If there are too many enemies, I will I would rather run away and fight again at an opportunity, and never try my hand at risk.”
The King of the East Sea wanted to ask further questions, but Han Ruzi coughed. After all, he was the emperor, so the King of the East Sea could only shut up.
Han Ruzi was surprised by two things: Meng Che looked dull, but he was actually very good at talking, and Meng Che's boxing style reminded him of the problem that Yang Feng arranged.
"When Teacher Meng and Zhang Gongzi were fighting, they retreated with one blow. Why didn't they pursue the victory?"
The King of Donghai said first: "He is afraid of hurting Zhang Yanghao, and it is difficult to explain."
Zhang Yanghao, who had already returned to the queue of attendants, blushed.
Han Ruzi felt that the reason was not only that, when Meng Che practiced boxing alone, he also advanced and retreated, never standing in the same place and continuously punching.
Meng Che looked at the emperor and bowed slightly, "The boxing technique below is not for desperate, but for self-preservation. You can't have both offense and defense. Attack with all your strength. When the enemy is unprepared, hit the key points. No matter if you succeed or not, immediately retreat to defend. , to avoid the enemy's tricks to lure troops."
"How could Zhang Yanghao try to lure soldiers?" The King of the East Sea felt that Meng Che was thinking too much.
This afternoon, Meng Che did not teach the real boxing technique, but gave some key points, which were quite different from the common boxing techniques in the arena, and everyone couldn't tell the difference.
Han Ruzi slowly formed an idea in his heart, and when he saw Yang Feng at night, he said excitedly, "I understand!"
"Your Majesty, please speak." Yang Feng was very calm.
"Taizu dared to advance and dare to retreat. When he had the opportunity to attack, he did not care about his own life. When the situation was unfavorable and needed to retreat, he never dragged his feet, nor did he care about his reputation. Legend has it that every time Taizu encountered a crisis, there were gods and people to help him, but that's not the case. God-man, but Taizu - good at escaping."
Han Ruzi paused for a while, then he wanted to say something disrespectful to his ancestor, "It was the same when Taizu made friends with heroes. He dared to advance and retreat. Some people betrayed Taizu, but those who were betrayed by Taizu were actually betrayed. More, Taizu is more decisive than others, more ruthless, more able to take advantage of friends, and more aware of how to protect himself."
After Han Ruzi finished speaking, he waited anxiously for Yang Feng to judge.
A smile appeared on Yang Feng's gloomy face, "Okay, I'll assign the next question to Your Majesty: Everyone in the world is selfish, and there are many heroes who are more ruthless than Taizu, why did they fail to win the title? What about the world?"
Han Ruzi was at a loss for words and was stumped again.