Chapter 110: Martial Arts Competition
The rain washed through the blue-gray tiles, gathered in the ridges, rushed to the corners of the eaves, and dripped down.
"After the Waking of Insects, the weather gets warmer and there is more rain. It is best to use oil smoke instead of pine smoke for grinding."
"On rainy days, the air is humid, and so is the paper. If beginners use pine smoke, it is easy for the ink to dry up or it is difficult to control the water. It is much easier to control it with oil smoke."
There is a faint fragrance of ink floating in the room, mixed with the rain vapor outside the window, as if the rain is not washing the dusty roof tiles, but the human internal organs.
Liang Qu took a deep breath, dipped his pen in ink, and scraped the ink three times. The aroma spread on the rice paper.
Si Hengyi stood behind Liang Qu.
Compared with the dog crawl two months ago, the progress is very rapid.
Liang Qu didn't expect that doubling his martial arts talent would also help him practice calligraphy. His finger and wrist strength control was extremely precise. Although he had no personal style, he could make rapid progress in imitating calligraphy.
Anyone who is not a calligraphy connoisseur will think that Liang Qu can write well.
After finishing writing a copybook, Si Hengyi said: "I thought you wouldn't come today."
"Why did Mr. Si say this?"
Si Hengyi chuckled: "The whole Pingyang County is in an uproar. Everyone knows about it. It seems that you have a plan in mind. Can you wait for good news tomorrow?"
Liang Qu immediately understood that Si Hengyi was talking about martial arts competitions, and said humbly: "It's not that exaggerated that I have a plan in mind, I just have a certain degree of confidence."
"Then I will rush over tomorrow to take a look."
"Attention Mr. Si."
Si Hengyi nodded and walked to check on other students.
Liang Qu twisted the wolf's hair and wondered.
Did the news spread that widely in one day? Everyone in the academy knows?
The guy who wrote the greeting card really spared no effort in publicity. He wanted to tell everyone in the county that when he came, he would compete with the most powerful local martial arts gym.
Are you sure you will win?
Liang Qu was looking forward to it.
When the rain stopped, he packed up his things and went to the stable. A group of students were walking around Chishan admiring the horses. They were all young people in their 16th or 18th century, and the most important thing was the rare horse.
Some people wanted to touch it, but they were forced back by Chishan's fierce gaze, and their hands were itchy.
There is no doubt that anyone who dares to touch it will definitely be kicked hard.
With Chishan's foot strength, people can't fly, they will only have a big hole in their bodies.
"Is this a dragon-blooded horse? This must be a dragon-blooded horse, right? The year before last, my father and I went to Huaiyin Mansion, and we also saw such a dragon-blooded horse on the road, but that one was black and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Now Look, the red one is still beautiful, majestic and attractive.”
A young man in brocade clothes opened his folding fan. The cold spring weather seemed to have no effect on him: "No, no, no. When riding a horse, you must ride a white horse. The white horse in white clothes and the three-foot silver sword will be graceful and charming enough to attract the attention of girls."
"You are so pretty. You have several sachets hanging on your body. It makes me pick my nose. Isn't that disgusting?"
"Bullshit, I'll just hang one today, you're just jealous of me."
"A horse of this size costs one thousand taels of silver, right?"
"One thousand taels? Come on, come on, where did you buy it? I asked my father to pay two thousand taels and double it! You can eat as much as you want!"
"Hey, hey, stop making noise, people are coming."
Liang Qu is five feet five tall, half a head taller than the scholars, and his temperament is completely different.
People who practice martial arts have extremely developed core strength. They are significantly different from ordinary people when walking and standing. They naturally reveal confidence, high-spirited momentum and full of masculinity.
They were not in the same class, so they didn't know each other very well, but they subconsciously felt that Liang Qu was the owner of the dragon-blooded horse, and they had similar temperaments, so they all got out of the way.
Being so polite, Liang Qu also bowed his hands, got on his horse, and was about to pull the rope to leave, but was stopped by a young man in Tsing Yi.
"Brother, please stay!" The young master in Tsing Yi stepped forward and stopped in front of the horse, bowing his hands and saluting, "May I ask, brother, is this horse a dragon-blooded horse?"
"Well, the emperor gave me a fifth-grade dragon blood horse."
hiss!
Everyone present took a breath.
Fifth grade!
Royal gift!
Liang Qu is about the same age as everyone else. Normally, he either studies or practices martial arts. Usually he is not a scholar or a martial artist. How come you can get the dragon-blood horse given by the emperor?
Are all outsiders so powerful?
Are you afraid that it's not your ancestor who is attacking the king?
Everyone looked up at the mountain. Most of them had never seen Liang Qu, and thought it was a dragon crossing the river from other counties.
Young Master in Qingyi then asked: "Dare you ask me your name?"
"Yixing Town Liangqu, these are the nine disciples of Master Yang. If you have the idea of practicing martial arts, feel free to come and participate! Yang's Martial Arts School welcomes every student. I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer. Let's go!"
Liang Qu pulled the reins, and Chishan turned around and jumped out, leaving everyone staring at the horse's butt.
"It turns out to be a warrior, no wonder it feels different."
"Yang's Martial Arts School? I heard this morning that they seem to be competing in martial arts today?"
"It's a quarter past noon tomorrow. It's lunch break. Why don't you go watch the fun?"
"Let's go together!"
Liang Qu rode his horse and walked down the street. After about half a mile, he let go of the reins with one hand and slowly touched the Fubo hanging on one side.
With his right leg resting lightly on the horse's belly, Chishan turned into the alley knowingly, and the horse's tail disappeared behind the wall.
Liang Qu silently counted three breaths and reached out to catch the waves.
The sound of the wind suddenly stopped, the spear swept across a semicircle, and the birds on the wall flew up in fright. The black-gold edge pierced the afternoon sun, and the air was split in half by the spear blade, and the spear point reached the chest of the visitor.
The roar of the hundred-pound gun shocked the other party.
"Look up!"
The spear tip was raised, forcing the visitor to raise his head in shock.
The medicine bag fell, and Lan Tai raised his hands in surrender. The remaining shock on his face had not yet faded. He did not expect that he would be discovered so easily.
Liang Qu leaned against the wall, shrouded in shadows, and said nothing, just staring coldly.
Lan Tai could not hold back and begged for mercy first: "Sorry, sorry, I really couldn't help it. I saw you yesterday afternoon, riding this red horse, and I envied you very much.
I went to buy medicine today and came back, only to find out that you are the ninth disciple of Master Yang, and the opponent of my junior brother. I couldn't help but follow you. Forgive me."
Lan Tai went to the clinic to get medicine. When he passed by the academy, he happened to hear Liang Qu say that he was the ninth disciple of Master Yang.
When the people came out, he found out that the person riding the red horse yesterday afternoon was the one that the junior brother wanted to challenge.
Liang Qu raised his eyebrows: "You are the one who sent the visiting card yesterday?"
"My master wrote the visiting card, and I am the one who sent it. My name is Lan Tai." Lan Tai smiled awkwardly. He twisted his body and showed a small cloth bag. "I did something unkind. There are more than ten taels of silver in this bag. I will give it all to you as an apology."
It was all because of my own curiosity.
If he told others, people who didn't know would think he was spying on the enemy for his junior brother. It would be shameful even if he won.
Why can't he control his legs?
Lan Tai wanted to slap himself in the face.
Liang Qu looked up and down.
He looked like a skinny monkey with eccentric behavior, just like the person who sent the visiting card described by the apprentices in the morning.
He looked at the dozen large medicine bags that Lan Tai dropped on the ground. There were two words of Changchun on them. He reluctantly believed what the other party said and took back Fu Bo.
Lan Tai breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid of Liang Qu, but he didn't want the other party to misunderstand.
He quickly took off his purse and presented it: "This dozen taels of silver"
"Keep it for yourself."
Yang Dongxiong's ninth disciple even wants such a small amount of money, it's embarrassing to tell others.
Liang Qu pulled the reins to the side, turned around, and left without looking back.
"That's great." Lan Tai happily put away the purse, picked up the medicine bag from the ground, patted the dust, and looked at Liang Qu's back with emotion, "After all, he was taught by the master, his temperament is different, and the horses he rides are all handsome."
Arrived at Changchun Medical Clinic.
Liang Qu led the horse into the backyard, found Chen the shopkeeper, raised his hand and gestured: "Just now, was there a person as tall as that, wearing gray clothes, like a skinny monkey, who came to buy medicine, and the quantity was large."
Shopkeeper Chen recalled briefly and nodded: "Yes, there was one, most of the people who bought were for health, there were more than a dozen bags, and he should be a martial arts practitioner."
Liang Qu nodded, that was right.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I encountered something on the road, so I came to ask, Manager Chen, don't worry." Liang Qu rolled up his sleeves, "Where's Doctor Zhang, are you going to learn from him today?"
"Yes, someone with a broken forearm just came here, and Doctor Zhang asked you to try your hand."
"Okay, I'll go first."
The martial arts competition did not disrupt Liang Qu's study plan.
In the morning, he went to the river to practice, searched for treasures with the four beasts, and refined his bones once.
At noon, he returned to the martial arts hall to find Senior Brother Hu and Senior Brother Xu to learn from each other, improve his martial arts, and refine his bones again.
In the afternoon, he went to the academy, and his literacy was basically completed. He mainly studied allusions in books. Many exercises are used to using allusions, and it is difficult to understand without a little cultural knowledge.
In the evening, he went to the medical clinic. Liang Qu could easily handle simple fractures and injuries by himself, and he was now reading some simple medical books.
Before going to bed at night, he refined his bones for the third time, and never left blood and qi until the next day.
When Yang Dongxiong saw him, he said that Liang Qu was diligent and serious.
The next morning.
Liang Qu did some simple warm-up and then waited in the martial arts hall, without even refining his bones to ensure that he was in peak condition.
The atmosphere of the entire martial arts hall was full of irrepressible excitement.
It was rare to challenge the hall.
After Pingyang Town became Pingyang County, the population gathered more and more, and accordingly, there were more and more new apprentices in the martial arts hall.
Now there are nearly a hundred people, and the entire backyard can't accommodate them. A dozen craftsmen were hired to expand.
When Yang Dongxiong established the martial arts hall, the entire Pingyang County was still a township, and it was already built on a large scale. Unexpectedly, after 20 years, it was still not enough.
Yang Dongxiong planned to make the martial arts field bigger, preferably divided into two parts.
One part was for apprentices to use and communicate with each other, and the second part was for martial artists.
At noon.
The villagers gathered near Yang's martial arts hall, leaning on the wall to watch the excitement, and the crooked tree next to it was crowded with people.
Some people even rushed to grab a good position and offered three copper coins to sell it to others.
"It's so expensive, how shameless?"
"You can buy it if you want!"
"Hey, I have a bad temper, I'll chop down your tree!"
"Stop arguing, someone is coming!"
