My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 254 Martial God’s Qi
The candlelight was bright, illuminating the large and small furnishings in the bedroom. Between the light and shadow, the sound of paper being caressed could be heard from behind the desk.

Su Chen bent over the desk and unfolded the scroll, slowly scrolling the unfolded painting to show its age. The ink marks were already worn, but it could be felt that this painting was well maintained when it was in the Imperial Palace of Yan State.

"Xiao Wenbi said that the painting contains the martial arts of the ancestors of the Su family." Su Chen held up the painting and looked at it twice. It was just like an ordinary painting. He took the candlestick and inspected it inch by inch. The characters in the painting were lifelike. There were eight people in total, one with a body Standing at the top, with a majestic face and a mighty figure, he holds a wine glass in one hand and presses it on the table with the other.

Below are seven people with different faces, but they are all tall and mighty, presumably the ancestors of the other seven princes.

Xiao Wenbi had no chance to get the scroll.

Kitamiya and Xiao Mozhu are both much better at martial arts than me and should have more experience in this area, but why couldn't they find any clues from it?

The more he thought about it, the more Su Chen frowned.

Maybe the legend is false?
Su Chen still understood all the ways to find out the secrets of martial arts in later movies and novels, such as fire and light. He didn't believe that those two people hadn't tried it.

He reflected the painting on the candlestick, and sure enough, there was no reaction.

Do we still need to use blood?

"Wu Changsui, come here with the dagger."

Su Chen called out the door, and the door opened with a creaking sound. Wu Zixun came in with his head in the air, "Your Majesty, what do you want the dagger for?"

"Take it when I tell you to!"

"Oh." Wu Zixun dug in his arms a few times, took out a dagger and handed it to Su Chen. Su Chen pulled out the sheath, tapped the sharp tip of the knife directly on a finger, squeezed out blood and dripped it on the painting. .

Sure enough, there was no reaction at all.

He stared at the scroll, and Wu Zixun also curiously stepped on his feet and stretched his neck to take a look, "My ancestor is also in this painting, right? Where is he standing? Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that I, Wu Zixun, would also inherit the glory of my ancestors."

"Didn't your ancestors say anything about this scroll?" Su Chen raised his gaze and looked at him.

"My ancestors left nothing behind...only eight ancestral precepts."

When Su Chen lowered his gaze, he suddenly raised his face and looked at Wu Zixun, "Does your family also have eight ancestral precepts?"

It’s not surprising that there are ancestral precepts, but the strange thing is that they are all eight.

Because the Su family also has eight ancestral precepts.

If they are all the same, the other six should also have eight, totaling 64... Su Chen's eyes fell on the painting again, carefully observing every character on it.

However, his eyes finally fell on the wine glasses of the characters in the painting. There were glasses scattered on the table and on the floor in front of them. After careful counting, there were exactly 64 glasses.

The scattered placement seems to be regular!

Su Chen quickly took out a piece of white paper and asked Wu Zixun to rub the ink. After waiting for a moment, he picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. He traced the positions of the wine glasses on the white paper and drew them in order from left to right. Two crooked lines.

Meridians... routes for carrying energy?

Although Su Chen's martial arts is not high, the human body's meridians are a compulsory part of martial arts practice. Seeing these two winding lines and comparing them, it is indeed a movement line from the head to the legs.

Ha ha……

'I was actually discovered like this. Xiao Mozhu would be mad if he found out. '

Su Chen suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth and turned his head to look at Wu Zixun, who was looking over there: "You go out first. I will leave the matters outside to the Prime Minister and Zhongshu Ling during this period. I need to take a good rest for a while."

"Your Majesty, if you want to practice martial arts, just..."

Before Wu Zixun finished speaking, a book was thrown at him, and he hurriedly closed the door.

"Martial God's Gangqi... This is what master and disciple Xiao Wenbi have never forgotten." Su Chen looked at the movement diagram in his hand and the "General's Night Banquet Diagram".

If Wu Zixun hadn't suddenly said that he also had eight ancestral precepts in his family, it would have been difficult for Su Chen to guess here, let alone Master Xiao Wenbi and Bei Gongye.

"I just don't know if it's as powerful as the rumors."

For things like martial arts, Su Chen is of little use now, but something is better than nothing. Who knows how many overt and covert enemies the lie of the art of immortality will bring him.

"Get up early tomorrow and practice!"

Su Chen put the things away close to his body, turned around and left the study. Dian Wei and Wu Zixun were at the door and left closely behind.

The sky is dark.Under the night sky of twinkling stars, thousands of miles away, south of the middle section of the Huaihe River, this is the border between the Wu State and the Yue State. In the grievances and disputes between the two countries for more than 70 years, the border here looks a bit awkward when viewed on the map. The feeling of intertwined teeth.

It is located in the south-central part of the border between the two countries, at a place where mountains and plains are connected on the border of Vietnam.

In the more than 70 years since it was incorporated into the Yue Kingdom, more than 1 people crowded within a thirty-mile radius, and they called themselves Wu people.

There have been frequent floods in the past few years, and the situation is getting worse and worse. This year, only 120 acres of farmland are expected to have a good harvest. Everyone can get through the second half of the year by sharing some rice and noodles.

Most of the remaining fields were flooded. This summer's heavy rains were ordinary and there was more rain than in previous years. Fortunately, the 120 acres of land were located on high ground and survived.

But the land tax to be paid this year has caused difficulties for many people.

Young and old in Shangpo Village sat at the entrance of the village, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky. The old man in the village coughed, and the woman holding her child looked at the bonfire and wiped the corners of her eyes.

"A bunch of gentlemen can't even fart if they get together."

"Oh, no one will die from hunger."

"What to do with the taxes? Today I came to the village to collect taxes from house to house. I heard that there is going to be another war... and the lords in the county chose our people to serve as corvees first."

"It's also a good thing if some people go out and the babies and young ladies in the surrounding villages can eat more."

Zhou Tiansheng groaned and spat on the ground. He looked at the man who was speaking and cursed: "There's no bird in your crotch!"

Most of the people here are the remnants of the Wu Kingdom. Although there are tens of thousands of people, they are crowded in this place and it is difficult to find a way out. Many people have the idea of ​​​​escaping back to the Wu Kingdom, but there is no way. If they are caught on the way, they will die.

There are many Yue people around, and they don't treat them very well. They often come to oppress them, and even secretly cut away the crops in the fields. If they fight here, there are also a large number of people on the other side, and the chief of the pavilion and the chief of the pavilion are all Yue people. Take the matter lightly.

If they don't do it here, then people from several villages will call for a fight, but the Yue people's hoes are sharper than the knives in their hands.

So there were many people who wanted to escape, and Zhou Tiansheng was one of them. The man he scolded blushed and wanted to scold him back, but he didn't know what he was scolding, so he squatted on the ground and stared at the fire in a daze.

Corvee service, taxation, and production reductions were three things that weighed heavily on everyone's minds. They couldn't help but think of the people of the previous generation who said that the state of Wu was better than here.

Come to think of it, life is hard to get by now, so I have to endure it, it's better than death.

However, the next day, the village ancestral hall summoned the villagers to find out that someone had died in a village to the northeast of them. A woman named Zhao went to see the fields at night and did not come back. After being found, her lower body was found dead in the nearby woods.

The crops in his family's thin field were still young, but a large area was harvested.Everyone was from Wu. When they heard the news, the young and energetic guys formed a gang and rushed to the village where the accident occurred. Zhou Tiansheng was among them. He held a wood-chopping knife and watched the man named Zhao holding his arms. The mother-in-law's body was crying so hard that she was still alive.

The young men of the two villages were so excited that they were about to fight with the Yue people who had crossed the border. Wu people from other nearby villages also came to help, and hundreds of people rushed over in a mighty manner.

A lot of people rushed out of the Yue village over there. They cursed for a while and then started fighting. Then people died. A Yue villager in this village was beaten to death.

Knowing that something was wrong, Zhou Tiansheng followed everyone and fled back to the village. Soon, the pavilion chief led a group of government servants and took away three people in Zhaojiacun.

The next day, the people were sent back. Two of them were beaten until they were half alive, and the other died after being carried into the village.

In the past two days, people in the surrounding villages have stopped shouting. They squatted on the field ridges with their heads hanging down and looked at the flooded fields. The Yue village that they killed before often came over to help. When people pick a fight, everyone here tolerates it.

On the sixth day after arriving, something happened again in Zhaojia Village. A man named Zhao Shitou was busy in the fields with his baby. He was scolded by several Yue people across the border. He was originally a gentle man. , he would not retaliate when he was scolded, but he had been feeling aggrieved these past few days and could not help but retaliate. Several people over there rushed over and punched and kicked him.

The little baby nearby was so frightened that he cried out. A Yue man got annoyed by the noise, turned around and kicked him.

Another person died, a two-year-old baby.

The young people in each village could not sit still. The clan elders and squires came to persuade them, but these young people shouted and scolded them back. During these days, they often talked to several salesmen who traveled across the country and counties, and heard some hot-blooded and chivalrous stories in the world. Zhou Tian Sheng also heard it, and even after returning home, his blood was still boiling.

Today, they scraped together some money, found the salesmen, and asked them to help bring some weapons.Qingzhuang, another Wu man, also joined in the process.

Seeing more and more people, Zhou Tiansheng couldn't help but fantasize about the chivalry of Jianghu, and his heart suddenly surged.
The last day of August [-]th.

The pent-up grievances finally broke out. A dozen young Wu people who had been fed up with the oppression crossed the border in a mighty manner and made trouble in the Yue people village that oppressed them. The two sides started fighting. They had weapons in their hands and they couldn't hold back. , killing several people one after another, a group of Yue people knew that something was wrong and ran away quickly.

When the incident broke out, the county government immediately sent many officials over, thinking they were going to fight. However, the headman, Li Zheng, and the pavilion chief did not use force. Instead, they asked the elders of the Wu people to help persuade these young people. People should put down their weapons and go to the county government office to talk to the public and admit their mistakes to avoid making the matter bigger.

Soon, a dozen Qingzhuang people from Wu put down their weapons and accepted the persuasion, and followed the officials back to the county government office.

Two days later, these dozen people were taken to Caishikou and beheaded!

"Lie to us... think that I, the Wu people, are easy to bully!" The clan elder who participated in the persuasion was filled with shame and anger, and he died of anger at home.

On this day, the Wu people within a thirty-mile radius finally broke out!
(End of this chapter)