Song Gexing

Chapter 100 Follower King Zhongzheng
Zhao Fang was speechless. He had never thought that if something happened to him, Yan Jidao, Yao Lin, Liu Jisun and others would definitely die.

Even if the Song Dynasty did not kill the scholar-bureaucrats, as accomplices and their own confidants, these people would not want to be criticized alive.

After a long while, Zhao Fang sighed feebly and said: "I have caused trouble for you, Xiao Yan has not been beaten, right?"

Wang Zhongzheng, who led the subordinates of the Imperial City Department, looked at him with tears in his eyes: "I will have to lie down for at least a month. The government sent an imperial doctor to look at it. Prime Minister Yan is really ruthless. If he is not old and physically weak, Shuyuan will really be beaten to death this time."

"This old thing..."

Zhao Fang spat angrily, but this was his fault. It was a father beating his son, and no one could do anything about it. Even the emperor could only persuade him but could not stop him.

That night, he stayed at Shaoshi Mountain. Going to the county seat would attract onlookers. After the bonfire, Zhao Fang looked at Wang Zhongzheng.

"My father asked you to come here to force me to go home, right?"

Wang Zhongzheng was excited and shook his head in a hurry and said resolutely: "No! The officials have said that if the king likes to play, he can play for a while and relax, but it is best not to go too far away from the vicinity of the Four Capitals."

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"Exactly!"

"Then why are so many of you here? Not to mention protecting me. It's not like you don't know my skills. Each one of you is wearing bright armor. It's not like I'm going to fight."

Wang Zhongzheng was still shaking his head like a rattle: "Your Majesty made a mistake in blaming us. The people belonging to the Imperial City Department are not wearing armor. Those people belong to the Wei Palace and are not under my control. If you want to know the reason, you can only ask the princess."

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Zhao Fang knocked him on the head angrily: "You are getting more and more slippery. If you don't tell me honestly, don't say that you are mine in the future."

"Farewell, Your Majesty, I am the King's servant in life, and my ghost in death..."

"Stop, stop, stop! It's disgusting."

Wang Zhongzheng finally surrendered and told Zhao Zhen what he had said, that he was indeed allowed to play for a while before going back. These guards were just sending the female relatives over. If Zhao Fang was not happy, he could let some of them go back, but they must leave at least a hundred people. Pretending to be an ordinary guard.

Only then did Zhao Fang feel relieved. He called two hundred households and ordered: "Have a rest for one night. Tomorrow you will leave 50 people, and the Imperial City Department will also leave [-] people. The others will go back."

The two hundred households looked at him pitifully and said: "Your Majesty, the team asked the general flag to take it back, we must stay!"

"Xiao Zhengzi is here, what are you two worried about?"

Zhao Fang asked in confusion, and Sun Jing of the Hundred Households said pitifully: "Your Majesty, we and I are the commanders of King Wei's personal guards. How can it be that the master of the house is away and the commander of the guards is pampered at home?"

Zhao Fang thought about it and it was right. It would be unfair to them not to take them with him. As the personal guards of the Wei Palace, they had already been branded with the mark of the Wei Palace.

In the future, if they inherit the throne by themselves, they will be the ministers of the hidden mansion. If someone fails to seize the throne, they will be implicated.

Therefore, they care most about their own safety. Putting aside loyalty, they must protect themselves even if their interests are entangled.

Not letting them follow would make outsiders think that they were despised.

"Okay, let's go back, little Zhengzi..." Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Zhongzheng jumped up and shouted: "What do you say, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, a five-year-old boy is following you, how can you drive me away like this?" …”

He started calling Qu Liantian, and Zhao Fang quickly interrupted: "Don't you know what your position is? You just work for the Imperial City Division, and it's okay to leave your post for a few days. Is it appropriate after a long time?"

"Then I don't care. I'm not the only one in the Imperial City Department. Your Majesty can't abandon me all the time."

Zhao Fang almost spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up to kick him. Wang Zhongzheng immediately started crying and shouting, as if he had been wronged a lot.

Alarming the female family members, Zhao Pan'er stopped Zhao Fang and said, "Why did the king bully Xiao Zhengzi? The six people in the Imperial City Division are doing things. If he wants to follow, just let him follow. I have been serving you since you were a child. Isn't it because I am worried about your safety?" , who else would be willing?"

Zhao Fang, who had been robbed by his wife, had no choice but to glare at Wang Zhongzheng and sit down angrily, muttering: "I don't know who this kid learned from now. He just says disgusting things and won't turn the world upside down without a beating." "

"Don't be angry, Your Majesty. In fact, the King's minister cannot go back. Everyone knows that he is the King's man. If there is danger, if you don't stay with the King, you will be looked down upon in the future."

Xiao Guanyin persuaded her gently. She was naturally not as close to Wang Zhongzheng as Zhao Pan'er and others, and her words were also pertinent, so Zhao Fang shut up and did not drive him away.

"Count the number of women and prepare the carriage tomorrow."

Zhao Fang, who had calmed down, had a headache again. None of the women in his family were willing to go back, so they couldn't be allowed to ride horses.

When Meng Xin heard this, she chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, you are confused. We came by carriage in the first place! Why do we need any more preparations?"

Seeing her, Zhao Fang felt even more headache. Among his wives and concubines, she is the only one with the worst force value. Even Xiao Guanyin, who is underage, is much stronger than her.

The Meng family is a typical literati family, and although Han Xue is too, Han Xue has been with him for a long time and has been greatly affected.

Meng Xin was the only one who didn't like to practice martial arts, but she really liked dancing. But she was a princess and she was not a dancer. In addition to entertaining herself, she occasionally danced for Zhao Fang to watch.

Zhao Pan'er also likes to dance, but she is also good at practicing martial arts. She has mastered the Shilu Tan legs with her long legs.

South Fist and North Kick. In a narrow sense, Nan Fist refers to Hong Fist, and North Kick refers to Tan Kick. The most popular Tan Kick in later generations is the Twelve-Road Tan Kick, but it is not from the Song Dynasty, but the spirit founded by Huo Yuanjia. It was adapted by the Queen of Wumen and is also called Jingwu Tan Kou.

The earliest Tan Kung is the Shilu Tan Kung from Linqing, Shandong Province. After being introduced to Shaolin Temple, it changed into Shaolin Tan Kung during the Song Dynasty.

Zhao Pan'er's Ten Ways of Tan Legs were learned from Li Ziming, a chamberlain in the palace. This person was a descendant of Li Chongjin in the later Zhou Dynasty, and Li Chongjin was the creator of Tan Legs.

Later Zhou Dynasty general Li Chongjin, Chai Rong's brother-in-law and martial arts master, refused to surrender to the Song Dynasty after Zhao Kuangyin's yellow robe was added. After the rebellion failed, he fled to Buddhism and became a monk.

After becoming a monk, Li Chongjin was worried that Zhao Kuangyin would kill all of them, so he compiled the martial arts he had learned throughout his life into Ten Road Tan Kou and taught it to many people.

Because the temple where he became a monk was called Longtan Temple, this boxing technique was called Tan Kou. (Another way of saying it is that the ancestor of Tan Zu is Chai Gui, the son of Chai Rong.)
But he underestimated Zhao Kuangyin. After Zhao Kuangyin learned that he was a monk, he did not seek to settle accounts with him. Instead, he sighed that his talents could not be used for himself and chose to let him go.

But his unique skill was no longer unique to the Li family. It became widely spread in Shandong and became one of the must-learn martial arts in the military.

Of course, many people learn a simplified version, but what Zhao Paner learned is a complete set of inheritance.

(End of this chapter)