Tang Dynasty good man

Early in the morning, I appeared in the garden.

First I practiced the Dugu Swordsmanship, and then I practiced a set of Mi Zong Quan (a typo?), and then I practiced the Nine Yin and Yang Scriptures and the Sunflower Collection three times each. Du Ermai, comforted by the old man, raised his head to the sky and roared seven or eight times, feeling refreshed.

Ying suddenly appeared in front of me, disheveled and anxious, with tears in her eyes, she grabbed my shoulders and shook them vigorously—could this be the legendary Dragon Claw Hand? "Msister, Mrs., what's wrong with you! Don't scare this concubine... woo... woo...".

"Ah..." Embarrassed. "Misunderstanding, you misunderstood. I am exercising in the morning, exercising...don't be afraid, it's okay." I hurriedly explained that this matter must be clarified quickly, or the image I just established will be destroyed in one go.

"Is it really all right? Just now the second daughter came and said that you had a hysteria, and said that you had convulsions, and frightened the concubine." Ying still had doubts.

The second girl hid behind the tree, poked out half of her head, and peeped at me in a panic.This little girl really has the potential to be a paparazzi.Seeing how worried she is about me, forget it, I will forgive you this time.

"Just now I was practicing a kind of physical strengthening technique handed down from the Western Regions. As long as I exercise every day, I can make my body strong and free from all diseases. Why don't I teach this technique to you for my husband, and practice it every day in the future, so that I Husband and wife live as long as the heavens, and enjoy immortal blessings forever?"

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"Oh, this technique is indeed not suitable for women." Looking at Ying's strange expression, I suddenly realized, "But there is also a set of health-preserving techniques for women that are very suitable for you. This technique was passed down to my university in the bank union country. Tang, the name is: the eighth set of radio gymnastics. It is said that after women practice, their skin will be lubricated, their bodies will be graceful, their complexion will be rosy, and their hair will be black and beautiful..."

"Sanggong, haven't you lost your memory? How do you remember this?"

Facing Ying's innocent eyes, I feel ashamed.I looked directly at the bridge of her nose, and focused my eyes on a freckle. "Yeah, this kind of thing can't even be understood by myself. When I go to the garden in the morning, I will naturally think of it. Just like I told you last night. The stories I told all came to mind naturally. Is my amnesia getting better soon?"

"Is it true? That's really great." Ying said yes, but the slightly disappointed expression betrayed her deeply.

I understand what she is thinking now, and I don't want to make her worry: "Ying, no matter whether this disease can be cured or not, the important thing is that my "character" has changed. Even if I recall the original things, I will not Then change back to the original Wang Xiu. To me, you are the most important! Believe me, that's right."

"Sanggong..." Ying tried her best to control herself, and didn't throw herself into my arms. After all, the second daughter was still in front of me.

"Oh, by the way, do you want to learn the eighth radio gymnastics?" I was afraid that she would get excited, so I changed the subject.

"Of course I have to learn!"

"Then let's start now, come follow me" I began to demonstrate the movement.

"Sanggong... this... eight sets are a bit weird..." Ying was a little embarrassed.

I understood, and immediately shouted: "Second girl, come here!"

The little girl ran over with her head down, not knowing what she was thinking.

"From now on, you will practice gymnastics with your wife, you know? Do it together!"

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"Okay, Ma'am, you stand here, and the second daughter stands in front of Madam, both of you practice following my movements."

"One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four...Second girl, what are you looking around for? Keep up! Do it again..."

Gossip goes on forever, and gossip goes on forever. This is the case in the 21st century, and it is even more so in this dynasty with backward communication means and poor entertainment items.

Ever since the servants at home knew that I suffered from amnesia yesterday, gossip about me has been spreading.

"Little Marquis beat a smart person like Xiao, how did he get this strange disease? It's really puzzling." Servant A shook his head regretfully.

"There is an inside story about this matter, and I don't tell ordinary people to him."Servant B leaned over to Servant B with a gossipy face.

"What's the inside story? Learn from my brother." Servant A showed an open-minded appearance, which made Servant B feel proud.

"Then let me tell you, you can't talk about it outside."

"Brother, my mouth is tight, tell me quickly, hurry up!"

"Let me tell you, the young master was bewitched by a vixen outside. You know that the young master raised a girl outside, right?"

"I know, I know, it's early."

"That woman is a vixen. This fairy is harmful to people. After being with her for a long time, his vitality will be greatly damaged. That's why the little marquis got this disease."

"You're not telling the truth, I'm listening to Xuan."

"You two don't work hard, why do you get together? Why don't you go to work! If you dare to gossip, believe it or not, I'll screw you!" Steward Qian suddenly appeared behind the two servants.

Servants A and B scattered like birds and beasts.

"Hey, Mr. Hu." Steward Qian grabbed Master Hu, the accountant who was passing by.

Mr. Hu cupped his hands, and posted it cooperatively.

"Mr. Hu, do you think our young master was really stalked by a vixen?" Steward Qian looked worried.

"The son doesn't talk about strange powers and chaotic spirits, but the steward's words are wrong."After all, Mr. Hu is a scholar.

"Then how do you think you can get this strange disease? It's really bad."

"Housekeeper, don't listen to that ignorant fool. Although this matter is strange, there are roots to be found. After a day of careful consideration, the old man has some knowledge." Mr. Hu twisted his beard and nodded, unfathomable .

"Yes, yes. What Mr. Hu said is that the old man is confused. According to the master's opinion, what is the reason for this matter?" Qian Butler acted like a student.

"Hold your ears and come here, wait for the old man to talk to you carefully"

"Zha!" Steward Qian acted like a servant of the Qing court.

While I was teaching the eighth set of radio gymnastics to Ying and the second daughter, the secret of my amnesia was passed on from time to time, and it became a well-known secret.There are different versions and chapters. As for the details of the details, it is different for the beholder, and the wise see the wisdom.The farmers and passers-by on Wangjiazhuang are all obsessed with my legendary stories and cannot extricate themselves.

A non-intense aerobic exercise actually made Ying's feet soft and numb, but the second girl's expression remained unchanged.

Under my support, Ying was panting delicately, looking weak and overwhelmed.The second daughter rushed to prepare breakfast, the difference between the hatchback was huge.It seems that I am obliged to carry on the morning exercise, so I told Ying a famous saying: life and exercise.

After hearing this famous sentence with profound meaning, Ying was overjoyed. "Ah!" With a sound, she was stung by a small insect.

A bright red pimple appeared on Ying's delicate, white and tender neck.I grabbed her hand, not allowing her to scratch it, and a strange thought came to my mind.