【Chapter 72】Military God Yang Lao

Zhu Mingyang looked at the people around him, holding a letter tightly in his hand. The expression on his face did not change as much as Renke, but deep inside he was surging like a shocking wave. It took him a long time, and it took him a long time to turn his eyes to his uncle Zhu Congwen's face and said in an unusually calm manner: "Uncle, is what the letter said true?"

"Yes!" Zhu Congwen's eyes also became wet, "Xiao Yang, when you were two years old, your father and mother left, they put the letter in a sachet. I have never read the contents of this letter. No matter where you go, they are kept close to you!"

"That means that they will not come back until they are twenty years old. Is that true?" Zhu Mingyang's voice was not strange in any way, and he was still surprisingly calm.

Zhu Congwen didn't say anything, but just nodded heavily.

Zhu Mingyang was a human being in his two lives. Now he finally understood everything in his previous life. He believed that since he was reborn, he must seize all the opportunities in this life and must not give up. He did the best no matter what kind of thing, and would never let anyone use any opportunity to stomp himself and his relatives. Now, all the resentment towards his biological father and his mother pretending to die for some reason have also disappeared. However, for him, he was very excited in his heart. He was the top prince in this country and the most awesome person in Sijiu City...

Thinking of this, Zhu Mingyang couldn't help but show a strange smile on his face, and this strange smile surprised everyone here. But these unexpected things didn't last long. Zhu Mingyang suddenly stood up, and his expression surprised everyone. He couldn't figure it out anyway. A sixteen-year-old boy had such a colorful expression on his face...

"Haha! Haha!" Zhu Mingyang suddenly burst out with a deafening laugh: "If God doesn't give me, God doesn't give me!"

Although Zhu Mingyang did not make this laughter with internal strength, it was also the depression in his heart that he had gathered together for many years. Today, he finally found a breakthrough that could break out. Everyone was shocked by Zhu Mingyang's laughter, and Ning Jing even covered her ears tightly with her hands, looking at Zhu Mingyang with some horror.

In the little girl's impression, Zhu Mingyang has always been full of sunshine, but today it brought her a strange feeling - the laughter, the faint sadness deep in the clear eyes, the laughter full of sapphire, and the words full of infinite depression made her really stunned...

Zhu Congwen wanted to speak out to calm Zhu Mingyang down, but he was afraid that Zhu Mingyang would have an accident. I am really sorry for my brother-in-law, sister and others who don’t know where they are!

Old Yang reached out and stopped Zhu Congwen and signaled him to sit down. An old man like him who was over 80 years old had a very rich life experience. It was obvious that Zhu Mingyang's resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time also erupted at this time. As long as it broke out, everything would be fine. This was also the reason why he stopped Zhu Congwen.

"Xiao Yang, you want to scare others to death! Hit you, hit you, big bad guy! Let you scare Jingjing!" Ning Jing jumped up from Old Ning first, holding Zhu Mingyang's arm and shaking it.

"Oh!" Zhu Mingyang woke up and felt that Ning Jing had matured and constantly rubbed his arms. A strange feeling came from his heart. He wished he would hold the little girl and kiss him hard now. But now is not the time. He immediately controlled his emotions and said, "Okay, it's all my fault, and there will never be another time!" Zhu Mingyang said, pulling his arm out of Ning Jing's arms without a trace.

"Haha!" The people who were sitting were all talented in officialdom for a long time, so how could they not tell the meaning of two little guys! Lao Ning was especially happy.

Although Ning Jing was cute and cute, she naturally knew what these people were laughing at. She couldn't help but blush her face, stamping her feet on the ground, and said coquettishly: "No laughing is allowed, I hate it!"

After the little girl finished speaking, she ran to Mr. Ning and hid in the old man's arms and refused to come out.

Zhu Mingyang asked everyone present politely, and finally walked respectfully to Mr. Yang, and suddenly knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes: "Hello, grandpa!"

"Okay! Get up quickly!" Mr. Yang was even more crying at this time. In the rain of bullets, he looked at the fallen comrades, but this time he really cried. He didn't cry easily, but he was not at the deepest part! The family affection that inherited is never changed, even the imperial family is the same.

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Zhu Congwen and Zeng Jianjun left here, of course, both of them left with great joy. In fact, the happiest thing was Zeng Jianjun. This guy has been the little tail of the little Liuzi of the Yang family since he was a child. As long as he had a figure, he could definitely see this little tail. Now he is about to serve in the field army. It goes without saying that mood. He has been in the Jiangning County Armed Forces Department for more than two years and is almost sick. When he is fine, he always trains armed soldiers, which makes those who cannot bear it! This also made many soldiers nickname him - Minister of the Devil!

Zhu Congwen must leave. He is a parent official in a county. Although he is just an agent, he will be promoted soon. What he is happy is that his sister is here, but he will not know when he will come back. He is also very happy to be able to get Mr. Yang's praise, which also allows him to avoid many detours in his career! Of course, after he returned to the office, the first thing he did was to call Mei Jianguo and tell everything.

Mei Jianguo just told him on the phone that he should be low-key and high-profile, and he must not let go if he should fight! Mei Jianguo was also very happy, because Zhu Mingyang, a stinky brat, finally found his family!

For Wu Zeming, the commander of Ningcheng Military Region, he was shameless and refused to leave. Zeng Aiguo also had no way to deal with this guy. As the saying goes, don’t you beat people with smiling faces? Soldiers are also human beings. When his father-in-law comes, it’s okay to do a filial piety, but Mr. Yang said calmly: “Are you waiting for me to invite you to drink?”

Wu Zeming dared not speak back in front of Mr. Yang. Naturally, he understood what the old man said. Isn’t it because his wife would sweep the old man’s place every time she went back to the capital and took all the wine to Ningcheng Military Region. She also called it: For the sake of the old man’s health! But these wines have become something in Wu Zeming’s glass, and of course they took it out secretly while his wife was not paying attention...

Early the next morning, Zhu Mingyang came out of the bedroom very early. In fact, he was in the Yiduyuan space, and saw that only grandfather, Mr. Yang, practiced Tai Chi in the yard.

Tai Chi starts with Wuji, divided into two yin and three qi, and evolves from three qi to four symbols to eight trigrams. According to the principles of yin and yang in the "Book of Changes", traditional Chinese medicine meridians, Taoist guidance, and breathing and suction, we create a set of boxing techniques that have yin and yang properties, which are completely in line with the structure of the human body and the laws of nature. At the same time, Tai Chi has a health-preserving effect. Don't think that you have no attack power, you are wrong. Tai Chi's attack is the most powerful.

The set of Tai Chi that Mr. Yang played should belong to Yang's Tai Chi, which was created by Yang Luchan. However, in Zhu Mingyang's eyes, Mr. Yang's Tai Chi is not at a high level, it is just a little better than beginners, and has not reached the level of Tai Chi that is completed in one go and integrated.

Zhu Mingyang came to Mr. Yang and also practiced Yang style Tai Chi. In the Yidu Yuan space, when Zhang Sanfeng was teaching Zhu Mingyang to practice Tai Chi, he handed him all kinds of Tai Chi together. He involved all Tai Chi. In addition, his extremely talented talent, Yang's Tai Chi was even more at will.

Zhu Mingyang stood with his left foot, stretched his hands forward, squatted down with his legs bent, and started a Tai Chi 100 single eight-stage Tai Chi long fist. The fist was like flowing clouds and water, and he kept talking. The boy worshiped Buddha, turned over and crossed the sea, and returned to guide the way...

That move is completely instinctive, all of which become natural without any trace of being dragged on.

After a set of Tai Chi long punches, Zhu Mingyang hugged Shou Yuanyi and stood in the field. He turned around and saw Old Yang looking at Zhu Mingyang in shock and said in surprise: "Xiao Yangyang, your Tai Chi is better than the descendants of Yang Tai Chi that Grandpa met back then. It can be said that he is already perfect, but that person was already in his fifties at that time. I have also heard from Patriotic that your martial arts are very high, but you... Forget it, no wonder so many people say that you are talented! Tell my grandpa, when did you learn your martial arts?"

Of course, Zhu Mingyang also knew that grandpa would definitely ask where he learned martial arts from. He had already thought about it and then made a decision: "Grandpa, when he was three years old, he met an old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest said that I had bones, so he gave me some martial arts, and also taught me some medical skills. He didn't leave until I was thirteen years old. Grandpa, why not like this, I'll help you see your body and take your pulse."

Old Yang looked at Zhu Mingyang lovingly and said kindly: "Okay! OK! Grandpa's good grandson will help grandpa take his pulse!"

Zhu Mingyang helped Mr. Yang sit down on the chair in the yard, and then he started his vein. It was then that he realized that Mr. Yang had basically exhausted his life potential due to the pain left by the war years. This is no wonder. Because among his former secretary, Mr. Yang passed away in 1994, when the chief designer attended Mr. Yang's funeral in person regardless of his illness.

After Zhu Mingyang diagnosed the pulse, he helped Mr. Yang back to the room. At this time, the health care staff also came up to meet him. He smiled and said, "Aunt Huang, I'll help grandpa with acupuncture. Is it OK? Do you have silver needles here?"

This health doctor's surname is Huang. He has been the health doctor for Mr. Yang for ten years. Now, when Zhu Mingyang says this, he can't help but frown and said, "Xiao Yang, there are silver needles, but..." She looked at Zhu Mingyang with even more disbelief.

This was also very depressed by Zhu Mingyang. At his current age, no one would have thought that at his age, he would have mastered acupuncture techniques that only a fifty-year-old Chinese doctor could master. Naturally, he could not imagine.

"Xiao Huang, try it! The descendants of the Yang family will not do things that are unsure." Old Yang waved his hand. Although he had already retreated to the second line, his majesty was naturally there.

Zhu Mingyang also took out nine long silver needles from the needle bag that Aunt Huang took, took a deep breath, restored his energy and energy to the best state, waved his hands like lightning, and slapping a needle on each of the nine acupoints on Mr. Yang's body. This is the "Nine Deadly Needles". Of course, it is not really a death. It is also a result of the death of a man from the King of Hell. This was also created by Hua Tuo, a teacher who studied traditional Chinese medicine in Yiduyuan Space. The teacher selected by the intelligent brain is not only the ability to know prototypes, but also the great achievement of medical skills in ancient and modern times. This set of acupuncture techniques that are conquering the world is also the great achievement of Hua Tuo's collection of thousands of years of medical skills. It is also used to stimulate the potential of life and has extremely strong effects. It has very high requirements for users and is also very helpful. Even if Zhu Mingyang's body exceeds the constant dozens of times, it seems extremely tired.

Half an hour later, Zhu Mingyang took the needle and then asked, "Grandpa, how do you feel?"

"Okay, this is great, it's like rebirth. If your grandmother is still talking... Forget it, no one can be resurrected, Old Man Ning and Patriotic will take a look. For the cause of liberation of the country, they are all covered in pain from war." Old Yang seemed to be very good in spirit, and his face became even more rosy. Upon hearing this, Aunt Huang quickly brought all the medical equipment and checked Old Yang's body. Sure enough, it was much better than when he woke up in the morning. The incredible look looked at Zhu Mingyang.

That afternoon, Zhu Mingyang also took the pulse for Mr. Ning and Mr. Zeng, and found that the two elders were much better than their grandfather and did not need to use this kind of life-suspending acupuncture technique. However, he still prescribed some prescriptions for Mr. Ning and Mr. Zeng, and the prescriptions were not very expensive, but they were very effective in improving life potential. Moreover, Zhu Mingyang also handed over the Five Animal Show he practiced in a different space to him three old men.

The Five Animal Play is a traditional Chinese fitness method, which is composed of imitating the movements of five animals. Zhu Mingyang smiled and said, "You do it according to my method. There is absolutely no problem in living to a hundred years old. From now on, you will practice this Five Animal Play every day and then use these prescriptions. After three months, you can stop the prescription. However, the Five Animal Play must persist, and I can accept it when I fall."

"Grandpa Yang, grandpa Zeng, have you heard it? You must listen to Xiao Yang, otherwise, at that time, hum!" Ning Jing knew that Zhu Mingyang had made his request directly for the sake of the three old people.

"Hey! Girls are outgoing!" Old Yang smiled and said with a smile.

"Grandpa Yang, you are so annoying! Ignore you!" Ning Jing's face suddenly turned red and she held Zhu Mingyang's hand, "Xiao Yang, I'll play around with you!"

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Chapter completed!