Chapter 391: In ancient times, there was Su Qin's sword on his back, but now there was Fang Yan's sword on his back!

The gentleman came back with a dung basket and saw a figure kneeling at the door of his hut from a distance.

He narrowed his eyes and walked over slowly. He poured the pig manure in the manure basket into the manure tank in the backyard, put the manure basket in the corner outside the house, and then took out a bunch of keys from his pocket to prepare to unlock the lock.

"Sir, I was wrong." Fang Yan's body was straight and he said in a deep voice.

The gentleman didn't hear Fang Yan's words, so he opened the copper lock and pushed the door straight into the house.

I took off the sheepskin coat outside and hung it on the wall. I used an aluminum basin to collect half a basin of water from the kettle on the stove to wash my face and hands. The heat was steaming on my face and hands, and the chill on my body also dispelled a lot.

The gentleman opened the old teapot with a hole in the square table, grabbed a handful of broken tea leaves and threw it in it, and then poured water into the teapot with the antique bottle with the "Serve the People". There were no complicated tea making steps, it was simple and crude, and I felt that the tea was smelling, so I poured myself a bowl of tea with a big sea bowl and blew it gently.

"Sir, I'll apologize to you." Fang Yan, who was kneeling at the door, shouted again.

The gentleman looked expressionless and still pretended not to hear it. He stood in the threshold of the cottage and drank his big bowl of tea with great pleasure.

"Sir, I will forgive you if you don't speak." Fang Yan shouted loudly.

The sir is not talking yet.

The gentleman didn't speak, so Fang Yan didn't get up.

He knew that sometimes he could be lively, but some things had to be serious.

For example, now.

The gentleman didn't speak, and Fang Yan didn't speak either.

One stands inside the threshold, the other kneels outside the threshold.

The gentleman lives in Houcun, who faces Houshan.

The wild wind whistles, the snow is buried thousands of miles away, and the whole world is covered in white. Fang Yan has become a small dot in this white world.

The gentleman stood drinking tea while Fang Yan knelt.

The gentleman sat and listened to the song, while Fang Yan knelt down.

The gentleman was sleeping while lying down, while Fang Yan was kneeling.

The husband woke up and washed the rice and cooked. He cut the salted fish into two pieces, hung it on the wall and threw it into the rice pot. He went to the backyard to pull up a handful of vegetables and a few green onions and washed them in the ice water. Fang Yan was still kneeling.

After eating salted fish rice, the gentleman swallowed the vegetables and washed the dishes and cleaned the iron pot. He then poured boiling water into the teapot in the morning and drank the bowl of hot tea. Fang Yan was still kneeling.

The sun is still warm in the morning, but it disappears at noon without a shadow.

The resting snowflakes floated again, and the snowflakes were gentle, but the cold hurts people.

Fang Yan knelt in the wind and snow, his hair was blown away by the cool breeze, his body was covered by snow, and even his eyebrows were condensed into ice.

Fang Yan became a snowman.

Just like the snowmen they often piled up with ice and snow when they were kids, they put hats on the snowmen and tied scarves on them to make them look like a living person.

Fang Yan is the most vivid snowman because he is a real person.

While Fang Yan was kneeling, Yanziwu was still as quiet as before.

However, unlike in the past, the yard doors of many homes are open, and some people stand at the door and look into the distance.

Li family.

An old lady wearing a gray cotton jacket stood at the door and asked, "Where is the baby in the Fang family still kneeling?"

"Kneeling." Li Xiaotian stood behind the old lady and replied with an unbearable expression.

"Oh." The old lady sighed and said to her grandson: "This child has great ambitions, and it is inevitable that he will suffer a little bit of flesh and blood."

Ye family.

Ye Daowen stomped around the study, opened the window and asked the servants who were sweeping the snow outside: "Where is Fang Yan still kneeling?"

"Kneeling." The servant replied.

Crack----

The windows closed again.

The servant looked at each other and then lowered his head to sweep the floor.

Fang Family.

Mr. Fang Huwei did not clamor for a meal today, nor did he let Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan accompany him to play chess.

He asked someone to push him open the window, without using a mattress to warm him, nor did he wear the leather hat to keep warm when going out, and his big bare head is brighter than the snow outside.

His eyes looked out the window and the plum trees wrapped in straw in the yard.

Suddenly he got angry and cursed: "Who packed it? Who packed it? Without going through the wind and snow, how can there be a strange fragrance? Remove all the straws for me---"

Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan did not dare to refute, so they ran out to tear off the straw bales that had just been wrapped this morning.

At this time, Fang Hu was so powerful that he was not like a paralyzed person, but like a powerful general who had just come down from the battlefield.

Ye Wenrou pushed open the yard gate, and the old drunkard didn't even look at it, and said, "I'm drunk, you can do whatever you want."

Then he lay in the corner of the eaves and slept soundly, and loud snoring came over.

Ye Wenrou clapped the cylinder with her palm, and the plaster sealed at the mouth of the cylinder rose out of the cylinder, flying away without a trace.

She raised her toes and the big jar in front of her flew into the air.

The wine jar was slightly tilted, and as it fell, a stream of spring water poured down.

Ye Wenrou opened her mouth and sucked hard, with a chic posture and arrogance and freehand painting.

There are many other yard doors open, waiting and watching from a distance.

In today's Yanziwu, everyone's eyes were gathered on the boy kneeling in the wind and snow.

Fang Yan, he is already a legend of Yanziwu.

The gentleman drank three bowls of hot tea in a row until the teapot was empty and the tea poured out became darker and more bitter. The gentleman then put down the tea cup.

He shouted to the outside, "Stop acting, come in."

Click----

Fang Yan stood up from the snow.

Because he remained motionless for a long time, a thin layer of ice formed in the snow on his knees and calves. With a gentle movement, the ice layer broke and made a crisp sound.

Crack Crack Crack Crack –--

This is the sound of bones ringing all over his body.

The stagnant qi and blood, the stiff skeleton, stretched out and regained vitality.

Fang Yan has the heart of Tai Chi to protect his body, so he can always keep from invading the cold.

Ice and snow, body and Tai Chi heart become a harmonious whole, and Tai Chi heart becomes a communication bridge between Fang Yan and Ice and snow. I transform ice and snow into a kind of energy transmission to Fang Yan, allowing Fang Yan to have gentle and comfortable contact instead of directly experiencing the invasion of the severe cold.

Of course, if you have internal energy, you can also convert the internal energy into heat to defend against the severe cold and burn ice and snow. However, the importance of Tai Chi is natural, and using internal energy to keep cold can consume more mental and physical strength and is difficult to last.

This is also the reason why Tai Chi Heart is more valuable compared to the internal mental methods or qi of several other schools.

When Fang Yan moved, the snowflakes on his body fell off and the frost on his eyebrows disappeared, and he became a living person with flesh and blood.

An iron sword was inserted on his back, with the hilt facing down and the tip of the sword facing up, and the cross-body in the back of Su Qin's sword-like shape.

Fang Yan walked into the hut and said to his husband: "Sir, I'll apologize to you."

"What's wrong?" asked the gentleman.

"Fang Yan is young and should not be a good advocate for forcing the palace to the palace." Fang Yan said seriously.

The gentleman looked at Fang Yan and said, "You are not good at making decisions, you are planning for a long time."

"Fang Yan knew his mistake." Fang Yan lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

"Fang Yan, after you forced the palace, the entire Yanziwu was moved by you---have you ever thought that while you were fighting for Yanziwu, you also pushed Yanziwu into the eyes of the world. Is this a pro or a disadvantage to Yanziwu?"

"In ancient times, there was a cup of wine to release military power, and there were cunning rabbits who died and lacked dogs cooked, and birds were full of good bows. When the country was in trouble, we used swords to relieve worries. When the country was peaceful, we buried swords and plowed the fields. We are all warriors, who were devoted to martial arts and seeking the Tao, and lived a life of peace and harmony. Beautiful and beautiful, and reproduced for thousands of years. Isn't this good?"

"Thirty years of fame and fortune, Huang Liang's dream is empty. What are you fighting for? What are you asking for?"

"Sir, I know I'm wrong." Fang Yan's head lowered even lower.

"You are right." The gentleman shook his head. "Young man, he has bold ambitions and his blood is boiling. Who doesn't want to kill enemies on the battlefield? Who doesn't want to be famous all over the world? Who doesn't want to carve stones and record his merits and write his name on the stone tablet at the entrance of Yanziwu Village?"

"My duty is to protect the bloodline of Yanziwu, so that this Yanziwu will remain loyal and martial arts will remain strong. So I hope to be low-key and silent. Just like for hundreds of years, I am willing to be forgotten by the world. You have chosen another path, an aggressive and cruel path---there is no right or wrong, but have you figured out clearly, which path is more suitable for our Yanziwu?"

Fang Yan looked up at the gentleman and said loudly: "I swear with my life that our Yanziwu will remain loyal and will never change, and our martial arts will never fade. We practice martial arts hard and think day and night, just to strengthen our bodies and promote justice. We swear to protect our country to the death, sacrifice our lives and shed our blood. Those who offend our China will be punished even if they are far away."

"Sir, the world is changing, and we are changing too. I have never thought about whether this road is right or wrong. I have only thought about the right or wrong of this matter--I am not willing to be proactive, and I am even less willing to show off my cruelty. I just hope we are not bullied. I only have such a small ambition."

The gentleman pondered for a long time and looked at Fang Yan and said, "Since you have figured it out, where are you going to apologize?"

"Mr. is always Mr. Fang Yan's husband, and Mr. Yan Ziwu. I am disrespectful to my elders and disobey Mr. I will naturally apologize." Fang Yan said without changing his face.

"Fang Yan kneels down." said the gentleman.

Fang Yan obeyed the order and knelt down.

"I have a son Fang Yan, who is disrespectful to his elders, is bold and rebellious, disobeys his husband, and traps Yanziwu in a dangerous situation." The gentleman stretched out his hand and pulled out the iron sword behind Fang Yan and said, "Three heavy punishments are made to show punishment."

The gentleman held a long sword in his hand, and his sword body hit Fang Yan's head flat.

clang----

With one sword, it was not that Fang Yan's head was cut in half, but that iron sword was broken into two pieces.

Fang Yan was ashamed and said embarrassedly: "I'm afraid that sir-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The gentleman held the hilt in his hand and was stunned for a long time before he said helplessly: "In the past, Su Qin carried a sword, but now Fang Yan carried a bad guy----You go back. Go back. I can't teach you."

(ps: I think the two young men Lao Liu and Fang Yan are pretty good, so vote! Bow!)rg
Chapter completed!