golden scales

The existence of boxing is not questionable. What needs to be distinguished is the real boxing and the deified boxing in the novels of later generations.

It is thought that the ancestors of human beings needed to fight against all kinds of wild beasts in the earliest days. In order to defend themselves and hunt for food, they must pay attention to martial arts.Otherwise, how can you survive without the power of minions, without the swiftness of tigers and leopards, and without paying attention to skills?

Even later, when people fought with each other, and the battles between the tribe and the tribe, it was necessary to study and summarize a set of ways to defeat the enemy.At first, fists were used and feet were used, and instruments were gradually invented later. These are the germinations of boxing of later generations.

The introduction to boxing is to stand up.

The purpose of stance is to find the continuous energy in the body.Everyone has this kind of strength, and it will flourish naturally, otherwise people's actions will be as rigid as a robot.It's just because people's hearts are complicated, just like they don't pay attention to their own breathing and heartbeat, it's hard to find the existence of this energy.

In Wang Zongyue's internal boxing, guns and boxing are equally important, so "Yin Fu Spear Spectrum" and "Taijiquan Spectrum" are passed down to future generations.It's just that guns have been controlled ordnance in all dynasties, and those who hide them are considered treason, so the so-called guns only have gun barrels.

Holding a gun barrel that is one foot and four feet long in your hand, through the vibration of the gun barrel, you can find the strength in your body, and then achieve resonance with it. This is the most common way to get started in Neijiaquan.However, in Wang Zongyue's previous inheritance, the big spear is the weapon used by generals to kill the enemy when they go into battle, and the boxing technique is only a supplement to the spear technique.

"When I was young, someone told me: Three years of boxing is not as good as one year's wrestling, and one year's wrestling is not as good as half a year's fight." Min Zhanlian sighed: "That's all street gangsters who didn't understand! If you start with the real method, you will be reborn in five days! Embroidering legs with fists and fists will be useless for 50 to [-] years!"

The little apprentice was very excited and said, "Master, when can I learn boxing?"

"Aren't you already learning?" Min Zhanlian glanced at him, "It's just that I didn't teach you how to play. If you are willing to follow me to the East Palace to teach the guards, you can learn it together."

"Don't those guards need to learn how to practice?"

"There is no limit to how to practice. If they want to go into battle and kill the enemy, they just need to learn how to fight." Min Zhanlian said: "When they survive the battle, they will learn how to practice without a teacher."

"So that's how it is..." The thin warder tilted his head slightly, and said firmly, "Master, this disciple is willing to go with you!"

Min Zhanlian smiled, and immediately became interested again. He taught his apprentice to perform a squatting step. With a twist of his body, his arms formed a semicircle, his fascia resonated, and he beat out of thin air.

"This is the way of playing. There is a famous trick called cat washing face. You make five hundred strokes with your left and right hands every day. You must start from the ground with all your strength. Let's see after three days." Min Zhanlian collected his breath and sat quietly.

The little apprentice didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he quickly found a secluded place, put on a posture following the master's appearance, and slashed down with a hand knife.Not to mention five hundred blows, after only three or five strikes, the whole body is already hot and sweating profusely.

Min Zhanlian took in two disciples in prison, one of them was purely for the sake of taking care of him, passing on some flamboyant skills, and letting him flaunt his reputation outside.Only this young and thin disciple is the real heir to cultivate.So don't look at him teaching much, but he has come from the beginning, step by step. Ordinary people just look at the airs, how can they practice such effects?

Thinking of going to the East Palace to be the coach this time, for Min Zhanlian, who was born in the martial arts industry for generations, he has already jumped over the dragon gate.Think about one of the same clan who was a quick-handed cousin in the Yamen, who was flattered like a person when he returned to his hometown to worship his ancestors. Now, although he has been in a dungeon for ten years, he has turned over in one day and has grown taller. He didn't know how many floors there were.

In fact, Min Zhanlian is over sixty years old, and his desire for fame and fame has faded long ago, but he has not yet seen through the vanity of earning in front of his ancestors.Knowing that someone will come to release me at night, I can't help but look forward to it, hoping to get out of this cage sooner.He had no heirs in his life, and he heard that his wife had died a few years ago, and the outside world was left behind and he couldn't think of it, but now it suddenly came out.

"Master, someone is here to pick you up!" A hurried voice broke in, it was another apprentice of Min Zhanlian, the manager here.

Min Zhanlian stood up and responded indifferently, quite like a master.

The two apprentices walked half a step behind Min Zhanlian and saw the master out.

Min Zhanlian didn't look back all the way, just to make a wish that he wouldn't come back.When they arrived at the Hutou Gate at the entrance of the prison, two officers in red fat jackets and bright helmets were already waiting at the door.

These days, it is very rare for a sergeant to go out in military uniform so meticulously, and Beijing can only see one or two from the guards of the East Palace.

Min Zhanlian's gaze was like a torch, and he could tell at a glance that the two had practiced their standing postures, but he thought to himself: Although this standing method looks energetic, it is already standing dead, and it is absolutely impossible to use any strength.If I really want to become a trainer, I have to start teaching walking, sitting and lying... I just don't know if the prince will wait for three months.

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"I can't wait any longer." Zhu Cihong tapped on the desk lightly, with a solemn expression.

He held the latest Tang newspaper in his hand, and Zhou Yingqi, the right deputy capital of the prime ministers Jingdong, Shan, Yong, Tianjin, Xuan, and Datunwu, reported to the imperial court: Tianjin epidemic, "one or two people will die, and there will be dynamism." Those who died in the evening, no less than hundreds of people every day, and even the whole family died without a single person, and they went door to door, and no one was saved."

"Now that the plague in Beijing has just been brought under control, the hearts of the people are in full swing, and the teachers of epidemic prevention are working hard, we should work hard to wipe out the plague in Tianjin in the bud." Zhu Cihong set the tone for the management of plague in Tianjin.

"Your Highness, do you still rely on the Eastern Palace Guards?" Xiao Mo asked as he stood up as the No. 1 military position.

"More than that." Zhu Cihong held Yu Ruyi in his hand and rubbed it lightly, "I want to take away 3000 people from the Beijing camp, and Tianjin also has the city defense battalion formed the year before last, which should also be brought under the command of the Eastern Palace."

Xiao Mo's face remained unchanged, but Dan Ning suddenly felt extremely stressed.

With so many newcomers, how much effort would it take just to train in the queue?Although the newly recruited Min Zhanlian can help a lot in the training, but it is an advanced course and has nothing to do with the recruits.

"Tanning, I'll give you a division, and you train them to look like soldiers." Zhu Cihong named them, "After one month, I want all the recruits to look like those soldiers. Your dereliction of duty."

Tan Ning's scalp was numb and his mouth was bitter, so he got up and said: "Your Highness, time is short and the task is heavy, please screen the recruits first, and don't let the sick and weak get involved." It may not be possible to smear the mud on the wall.

"Yes. As for the Beijing camp..." Zhu Cihong sighed heavily: "After all, the epidemic in Tianjin is the most important thing, so we have to let those giant beetles go first. Wu Weiye."

"The humble minister is here." Wu Weiye lowered his head extremely, he had already discovered that whenever there was a shameful job, the crown prince would throw it on him.Speaking of it, "I don't know the "Poetry", so I can't say it." The only people in the East Palace who can recite the "Poetry" are the prince and him, the second place in the list.

And the prince's face must not be lost casually.

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