The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 348 Master
The next day before dawn, Wang Gang got up early, washed up with the help of the maid, and ran to Shou'an Hall without breakfast.

He didn't want the maids to serve him at first, but when the maids heard that he wanted to wash his face and dress himself, as if he had made a big mistake, they knelt down and begged for mercy. Wang Gang had no choice but to let him go.

Wang Gang has been traveling for a few days, and he is quite used to everything else. Only the maid servants serve this part, which feels awkward no matter what.

After all, he is a modern thinker, and he always has an equal attitude towards these servants who are slaves, and it will take a few days to change his mind.

However, the maids who served him felt that the third young master was much kinder after being beaten, and other than wanting to do everything by himself, the servants still liked this change very much.

When Wang Gang came to Shou'an Hall, a ray of light had just crossed the sky, but the whole sky was still gray.

There have been two people waiting for him in Shou'an Hall, one is Fang's mother next to the old lady, and the other is an old man in his 50s.

Originally, 50 years old is not considered an old man at all, but there is a kind of stagnation in that person, which makes people ignore his age.

Mother Fang is the person next to Mrs. Sheng. She was originally a maid who accompanied her to marry into the Sheng family. Later, she was released by Mrs. Sheng to start a family. After giving birth, she came back to serve her.

"Third son, this Master Liao is the martial arts master invited by the old lady." Fang's mother pointed to the old man beside her and said.

Wang Gang immediately paid homage to Master Liao, and the old man who was originally depressed, had a flash of light in his eyes.

"I promised Miss to teach you for three years. I can't be regarded as your master, and you don't need to perform the ceremony of apprenticeship."

Master Liao's voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was extremely flat, without any fluctuations, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Wang Gang didn't show any discomfort, instead he said: "A teacher for one day and a father for life, since Master Liao taught me martial arts, he is naturally my master."

Master Liao raised his eyebrows and didn't speak any more. Instead, it was Fang's mother who spoke.

"The old lady has something to tell the third son."

Wang Gang respectfully said: "Changfeng listens to the teaching."

"The old lady said that all the homework of the third son is arranged by Master Liao, and it is up to Master Liao to beat or scold him. The whole family cannot stop him."

Wang Gang knew that the old lady not only said this for him, but also for Lin Sushuang.

This is a warning to Lin Sushuang that Master Liao has the right to dispose of Wang Gang's studies, and no one can intervene.

Mother Fang left after leaving her words, and then Master Liao came over with a ruler.

"Third Young Master, let me take a look at you."

Of course Wang Gang had learned the horse stance, and Sheng Changfeng had also learned it, because the horse stance was the basis for learning how to ride a horse, and everyone in the Sheng family had to learn it, but it was not easy to do it well.

Wang Gang took a steady horse gait, Master Liao nodded, and then hit Wang Gang on the inside of Wang Gang's left leg with a ruler.

This time, the pumping was extremely hard. If Sheng Changfeng had been in the past, he would have been sitting on the ground and howling by now.

But Wang Gang was unmoved, and his legs didn't even tremble.

Master Liao's eyes became even brighter, and he twitched Wang Gang's other leg again.

Wang Gang frowned slightly, but he was still unmoved, gritting his teeth and persisting.

Master Liao's two strokes are very particular, it seems to be hard and crackling, but in fact, the ruler is drawn on the numb tendon of the leg, which will make the legs numb, but it will not cause any actual harm.

From these two rulers alone, Wang Gang knew that Master Liao was a man of real kung fu.

Wang Gang has practiced Bajiquan for several lifetimes, and even mastered the dark energy. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of martial arts, but his kung fu only stops at the dark energy.

Master Liao made two moves just now, although he didn't use dark energy, but the technique of using energy is extremely ingenious.

After two strokes, Master Liao was very satisfied with Wang Gang, but he didn't let Wang Gang stop his horse-riding steps. Instead, he dragged a chair over and sat in front of Wang Gang.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Gang felt that his legs were weak, his forehead was sweating, and he was about to lose his hold.

After all, Sheng Changfeng was a child, and he didn't have kung fu skills. In addition, the wound had just healed, and he had reached the limit of being able to gait for a quarter of an hour.

"I didn't call to stop, so don't let the horse stop." Master Liao said in a deep voice, crossing his legs.

Wang Gang regained his energy when he heard it, and his memory returned to the world of the first courtyard, the day when he became a disciple of Lu Quanfa, a famous eighth-level boxing master.

The long-standing memory was awakened, Wang Gang's body slowly began to rise and fall slightly, his legs trembled regularly, and his trembling gait immediately stabilized.

"Huh!" Master Liao's eyes widened in surprise.

"You actually comprehended the true meaning of the horse step so quickly!"

Horse stance and horse stance naturally have the feeling of riding a horse. Wang Gang's body undulates up and down, which corresponds to the state of being on a horse. The horse stance in this state is meaningful.

After Wang Gang strode for half an hour, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and sat down on the ground.

Master Liao stood up from the chair, walked to Wang Gang, knelt down to help him massage the acupuncture points on his legs, and helped him connect the blood vessels.

"From now on, I will take half an hour of horse gait every morning, and then I will have morning classes, practice martial arts in the morning, and learn calligraphy in the afternoon. That's all for today, you go back and rest first."

Wang Gang stood up slowly, clasped his hands to Master Liao, and left the yard of Shou'an Hall.

Master Liao went to report to Mrs. Sheng.

At this time, the old lady Sheng had just woken up and was having breakfast under the service of Fang's mother.

"Coach Liao, how is it? Brother Feng, do you have the talent to practice martial arts?" Mrs. Sheng motioned Mother Fang to bring a chair for Master Liao, and they had dinner together.

From this point, it can be seen that Master Liao is not the servant of the old lady, they are equal existences.

Fang's mother has been with the old lady all her life, and she is not qualified to sit down and eat together. This is the order of respect and inferiority.

"Miss, the third son has talent, and he also has perseverance."

Old Madam Sheng was a little surprised and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"It's rare to hear you praise people like that, so Brother Feng is a good seed for martial arts?"

Master Liao shook his head and said: "It's only the first day, so it's hard to say, but judging from the performance of the third son today, as long as he can persevere, he should be able to inherit the martial arts of the Yongyi Houfu."

Old Madam Sheng really can't eat anymore.

Yongyihou's Mansion is the old lady Sheng's natal family. It was originally a family of generals, but it is a pity that the flowers are not popular in a hundred days, and the family of generals also has a lonely day.

Since the previous generation, there have been signs of severance of inheritance in the Yongyihou Mansion, and no one has inherited the family's martial arts and military arts.

This is not a trouble for the Yongyi Houfu family, but a problem that all general families have.

After the founding of the Song Dynasty, they emphasized literature and suppressed martial arts, and they were even more defensive against those meritorious families who founded the country. As a result, many descendants of general families were forced to study literature, and even participated in scientific examinations, wasting their family's martial arts and skills. art of war.

Coupled with the ruthless battlefield, many children of the Yongyi Hou Mansion were killed under the iron hoof, and their talents withered.

The head of the Yongyi Hou Mansion of this generation even abandoned martial arts and became a civil servant.

"If you do more research and investigation, if Brother Feng really has the talent of a general, I will go back to my mother's house with the cheek." Old Madam Sheng said suddenly.

Master Liao was very shocked. He didn't expect the old lady to say such a thing.

But he knew that the old lady had a falling out with her natal family before she married Mrs. Sheng. For this reason, the old lady cut off contact with her natal family after she got married and never went back once.

Even though Old Master Sheng doted on his concubine and killed his wife later, causing the concubine's room to kill the old lady's own son, she didn't go back to her mother's house for help.

This time, the old lady wanted to go back to her mother's house for a grandson born by a concubine of the Sheng family. How could Master Liao not be surprised.

"Hehe, do you think that I proposed to return to the Hou's Mansion because of Brother Feng?" The old lady laughed at herself.

Master Liao rolled his eyes and immediately understood.

"It is true that the Hou's Mansion has no successors now." Master Liao sighed.

Old Madam Sheng also sighed, and said: "I waited for the manor with courage, and I have been generals for generations, but I didn't expect that now there is not even a younger generation who can show his hand.

If Brother Feng is really talented, I have the cheek to ask for a copy of the Marquis' Art of War, so that my ancestors' skills will not be dusted. "

Master Liao nodded and said: "Brother Bai just happens to be a seed for reading, and in the future, he and Brother Feng will be able to support the Sheng family."

"You can't hide anything from you." The old lady Sheng said: "I thought Brother Feng was mediocre, far inferior to Brother Bai, but now he shows a good talent in martial arts. The two brothers walk two paths with one literary and one martial arts, so as not to grow old." Let's fight together."

"Miss still sees far-reaching." Master Liao said respectfully.

The old lady Sheng laughed at herself, and said: "What is far-reaching is not far-reaching, it's just that I have seen too much dirty things in the backyard."

Master Liao suddenly thought of a sentence in his heart, "Parents love their sons, and they have far-reaching plans."

Although the old lady Sheng didn't have a bloodline in the Sheng mansion, she really regarded the Sheng family as her own relatives, and she always thought about it, and she didn't show any more than her biological mother or grandmother.

(End of this chapter)