Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 51
The high cold coming from the extreme north did not stop the enthusiasm and hope of the people in Shengjing City for the new year.

The sound of firecrackers continued from New Year's Eve to the early morning of the next day, and a thick layer of red confetti was piled up on the ground.

The cold wind rolled up, fluttering like red snowflakes, flying all over the sky, but not a single piece of confetti could come close to the middle-aged scribe within a radius of three feet.

A literati who cultivates Confucianism can gain the awe-inspiring literary spirit and possess all kinds of inconceivable powers.

The scribe who got off the carriage was eight feet tall and about forty years old. He had a square jaw, clear eyes, and slanting eyebrows. His white clothes and black hair were not tied up. He was flowing in the wind, giving people a sense of elegance and immortality. .

"Feng Qi, I will live in Zhenwuhou's Mansion for a while, and you will pick me up at this time in one month's time!"

The scribe held a folding fan, and his voice was ethereal and loud, as if it came from the nine heavens.

"Feng Qi takes orders!"

The blindfolded man nodded, he jumped onto the carriage lightly, pulled the reins tightly and gave a drink, the four red horses roared, turned around and galloped away.

"Mr. Lao Zuo came to the Marquis Mansion in person. If my son's literary heart hadn't been hurt by the wicked, I wouldn't dare to bother Mr. Lao Zuo to run around and work hard at the beginning of the new year!"

The eldest lady He Loushi came out early, with a smile on her face and a respectful attitude.

The middle-aged literati in front of him, although he was only dressed in white, was well-known in the literary circles of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was also the Confucian enlightenment teacher of the First Prince.
"Ma'am, you are welcome. Brother Jiang is kind to me, and Qilinzi is in trouble. Zuo should help me!" Zuo Shidao cupped his hands slightly, with a humble expression.

"Master Hou was called into the palace early in the morning by the sage to discuss the strategy of deploying troops against Beimang, otherwise he will come to greet you!" He Lou said softly.

"Great Zhou wants to fight again? Disputes continue in the world, and the people of the Li people are suffering. Stopping the war with the sword is not the way to choose!"

Zuo Shidao felt sorry for the world, shook his head and sighed, he followed the He Lou family into the Marquis Mansion, there had long been martial arts slaves waiting beside him carrying sedan chairs.

The two got into the sedan chair, surrounded by a group of servants and maidservants, and headed for Qiluanxuan in a mighty way.

"People from the Confucian Temple!"

Standing on the second floor of Lanhong Pavilion, Jiang Li happened to see this scene in his eyes. Although he didn't know Zuo Shidao, the carriage driven by the blindfolded man had the Confucian Temple logo on it.

Jiang Li practiced Confucianism since he was a child, so he naturally recognized it.

"Princess Yunle said that Jiang Xuanlin's literary heart was broken. It seems to be true. The scribes who just entered the Hou's mansion must have come to suppress Jiang Xuanlin's literary heart!"

Jiang Li's eyes flickered. He studied hard since he was a child, but he was deprived of even the opportunity to worship the statues of sages in the Confucian Temple.

More than ten years of diligent study and hard work have been in vain.

However, Jiang Xuanlin's heart is not firm, his literary heart is fragile, and he can't stand the stimulation and destroy his future of Confucianism and Taoism. However, he can invite the Confucian Temple Confucianism to come to the Hou's mansion to suppress his literary heart and reinvigorate his literary spirit.

What a master of Confucianism, Jiang Shirong, who preserves the principles of nature and destroys human desires!

Jiang Li grasped the handle of the knife, walked down to the second floor of Lanhong Pavilion with the knife in hand, and saw Jiang Xuanxin walking into the courtyard holding a simple knife from a distance.

After half a month of recuperation, Jiang Xuanxin's injuries were almost healed.

With the assistance of the body-hardening secret medicine Crocodile Jiao Jingyuan San and Bao Wan, the physical body has improved significantly.

Three days ago, he successfully advanced to the third level of martial arts.

Now he is a dragon warrior with muscles like python and bones like iron.

Entering the army, you can directly serve as a small banner and command ten Dazhou sergeants.

"Xuan Xin, how is your saber technique?"

Jiang Li sat on the stone steps in front of Lanhong Pavilion, took the lean meat porridge that Chuchu handed over, and blew gently.

The rice grains are white and waxy, the meat is tender and smooth, slightly salty in the mouth, it turns into a warm current and enters the stomach, and the whole body is comfortable, as if the pores of the whole body are opened.

"Young master, drink slowly, be careful not to burn it!"

Chu Chu squatted beside Jiang Li, his eyes were shining brightly, watching his young master drink porridge, it felt like honey was added to his heart.

"Brother Fifteen, I have mastered all the sword techniques "Heng Lie" in the past few days, but the three moves of the Jue Dao are too profound, and I can't use them smoothly with my current strength!"

Jiang Xuanxin smiled confidently.

Hearing Jiang Li's question, the young man flicked his knife out of its sheath, and the cold light flickered, turning into bright lights.

The knife is as sharp as the wind, and the movements are crisp.

Every move is extremely standard.

Where the blade whistled, there was a humming sound.

After performing a set of horizontal saber techniques, Jiang Xuanxin stood holding the saber. Although his complexion was reddish, his breath was smooth and his strength was unabated.

Compared with the exhausted state where he wrongly practiced the Taizu Changquan before, it was almost a world of difference.

""Heng Lie" is the entry-level saber technique for Da Zhou sergeants, it contains all the basic skills of the saber, you have to practice hard, don't let it go to waste!"

Jiang Li nodded approvingly. In terms of aptitude alone, Jiang Xuanxin was no worse than Jiang Xuanyao, and was even slightly higher. However, because he was the son of a concubine, Jiang Shirong had never paid much attention to him, and was secretly plotted by the eldest lady, which almost ruined the foundation of martial arts.

"As for the three moves of Jue Dao, your physical strength is limited, and you cannot exert the full power of the saber technique. In the past two months, you have still focused on tempering your physical body. The martial arts will be carried out within two months. If you can get your physical body before then If you have reached the late stage of Jiaowu Realm, you can also join me!" Jiang Li said again.

"Brother Fifteen wants to march north with the army, relying on military merits to wash away..."

Jiang Xuanxin was slightly taken aback, he wanted to say something, but after seeing Chu Chu beside Jiang Li, he stopped talking.

Not many people in the mansion know about Jiang Li's entry into the Qianjun Bo's mansion, and the Da Furen's strict order to keep it secret has not been known from the beginning until now.

The little girl's life is not easy, Jiang Li doesn't want to worry about Chu Chu, so she deliberately conceals it.

"Brother Fifteen, I want to join the army with you and be your right-hand man!"

Jiang Xuanxin's eyes were bright, and there were many brothers and sisters who were related to him by blood in Zhenwuhou's Mansion, but in his heart there was only one elder brother, Jiang Li.

With a firm belief in his heart, the young man put away the plain knife, stretched his fists, and practiced Taizu Changquan in the small courtyard, building up his strength and tempering his body.

Jiang Li sat cross-legged in front of the Lanhong Pavilion, using Lingbao Tianzun's innate Qi guidance technique to draw Qi into the body and merge with the acquired Qi circulating in the meridians.

After that, it was tempered and hammered repeatedly.

Continuously condense and compress the breaths one after another, and finally turn them into strands of true energy like iron wires, and return them to the dantian.

Although he has both Qi and martial arts, he doesn't want to show his true martial arts strength.

In the martial arts two months later, Jiang Li will participate as a Qimai practitioner.

The fifth realm of Qimai is the realm of madness, where Qi practitioners can burst out true Qi and hurt people from the air.

With solid energy, he rushed dozens of steps away, punching through the air, can break wood and crack bricks, his combat power is extraordinary.

For the next few days, Jiang Li stayed behind closed doors and concentrated on his cultivation until the morning of the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, when the two of them walked out of the small courtyard of Lanhong Pavilion dressed in strong attire.

The martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty is divided into two disciplines: Policy Theory and Martial Arts.

Policy theory examines military strategy, astronomy and geography.

Martial arts compares strength, martial arts, riding, and archery.

Jiang Li's dual cultivation of qi and martial arts all have the strength of the fourth realm. Taizu's long fist and horizontal sword skills are not shallow, and he can easily pass the strength test and martial test.

But he knows nothing about horseback riding and archery.

Princess Yunle gave him a thousands-mile chasing wind horse, which was raised in the stables, which can be used for equestrian learning and training.

(End of this chapter)