When Yang Xiaohu went out, he asked the store owner: "How far is the Chengxi Butcher Shop from here?" The store owner bowed and smiled and said: "It's not far, not far. Just go west and cross the four streets and turn right." Yang Xiaohu couldn't help but said, "Mom. Ah!" He screamed, but still walked to the door, gritted his teeth and ran quickly.
At this time, Yang Xiaohu's legs were as heavy as lead, and every step he ran took a lot of effort. When he ran across three streets, he was already covered in sweat and exhausted. But his adoptive father told him to do this. Yang Xiaohu insisted on his reasoning even though it was painful.
Shunyuan is a big city. Each street in the city is more than one hundred feet (about three hundred meters). Four streets are four hundred feet (one thousand two hundred meters, nearly one thousand three hundred meters), because in ancient times, one foot was three meters. The round trip was about 800 feet. At this moment, Yang Xiaohu's legs were so weak that he could only run forward as hard as he could.
Seeing that he was about to run to the street, he threw himself on the ground with a thud. Yang Xiaohu gasped and stood up with his arms on the ground, but his legs were not working. Fortunately, there was a small shop not far away, and Yang Xiaohu's steps were slow. Walking to the door of the shop, he held the door frame with both hands to rest. This shop was a tailoring shop. When the boss saw someone coming, he hurriedly went out and greeted: "Sir, do you want to make some clothes?" Yang Xiaohu gasped and said: "No...no...don't want it." The boss muttered after hearing this and turned around and entered the store.
Yang Xiaohu felt a little stronger, so he gritted his teeth, stood up straight, and ran forward.
Yang Xiaohu ran for nearly half an hour before he found the butcher's shop. The butcher in the butcher's shop was shiny and shiny. He had no business at the moment and was sitting in a rocking chair enjoying himself. Yang Xiaohu said something before coming to the butcher shop. He couldn't even speak, he just opened his mouth and gasped, his tongue hanging out.
When the butcher saw this, he immediately sat up and couldn't help but wonder: 'Oh, what do you mean? The wild dog has become a spirit?' After waiting for a while, Yang Xiaohu finally said: "Five...five...jin of meat." The butcher did not dare to be negligent. He got up and cut a good piece of pork elbow meat, picked up the scale beam and hung it on a hook to weigh it carefully.
After all, Yang Xiaohu was dressed in official uniform. Although he was a bodyguard, he was not something the butcher could afford to offend. The butcher said with a smile on his face: "Master, please give me three cents of silver."
When Yang Xiaohu put his hand into his arms, he looked like he was crying: "Ah, I didn't bring any money!"
The butcher was stunned and couldn't help but said seriously: "The official is joking, but now the General Secretary has come to Shunyuan. That is the Qingtian Master who is rare in a century. You have no money, do you want to squeeze it out with your bare hands?"
Yang Xiaohu quickly waved his hand and said: "This elder brother has misunderstood. I am the bodyguard of the general ambassador. I just went out in a hurry and forgot to bring the money. I will go back to get it." After Yang Xiaohu said this, he turned around and left, with the butcher behind him. He said: "Master, wait a minute." Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaohu turned around and asked, "What else does this elder brother have to do?"
The butcher didn't believe it: "Are you really Mr. Zhang's bodyguard?" Yang Xiaohu heard this and said proudly: "That's natural." The butcher chuckled, picked up the wrapped pork, walked out of the table and came to Yang Xiaohu and said: " In that case, I’ll treat you to this meat.” Then he forced the pork into Yang Xiaohu’s arms.
Yang Xiaohu remembered Dakui's warning and quickly refused: "This is not allowed. I am an upright and upright man. How can I want to take things from the common people?" After saying that, he returned the meat. The butcher said: "The official has misunderstood. The villain has something to do." We are asking for things, I wonder if the official can agree?" Yang Xiaohu heard this and asked in confusion: "What's the matter? But there's no harm in talking about it."
The butcher said: "I have heard for a long time that the General Envoy was once the mighty general of the Red Scarf Army in Jiangbei. He was a well-known man. I wanted to defect to him, but I had no other way. Today I met an official and wanted to introduce him to him.
." Yang Xiaohu looked the butcher up and down and saw that he was eight feet tall and powerful, but he was still a butcher. He couldn't help but ask: "The guards around Mr. Zhang are all very skilled, what are your abilities?"
The butcher chuckled and said: "To be honest, I am Meng Ge. He once served as a partial general under General Chang Yuchun. Later, he violated military discipline and was almost beheaded. Because of his military merits, he was spared the knife, but he was killed.
I lost my military status and am living here."
Yang Xiaohu sneered when he heard this: "I thought I was some great person, but it turned out to be a military prisoner," and turned to leave. The butcher Meng Ge became anxious when he heard this, and shouted angrily: "It's okay if you don't help, why do you hurt others with your words?
"Yang Xiaohu ignored him and just walked away. Unexpectedly, the butcher Meng Ge bypassed the meat case and chased after Yang Xiaohu, grabbed Yang Xiaohu's shoulder and pulled him back.
Yang Xiaohu's waist and legs were so weak at the moment that he could not withstand the strong force. He was pulled by Meng Ge and fell to the ground.
Meng Ge originally wanted to talk to Yang Xiaohu for an argument, but unexpectedly he fell over as soon as he started talking. He laughed and said, "How can you be a bodyguard when you can't stand firmly?" When Yang Xiaohu heard this, he immediately became furious, stood up and shouted: "Today, young master,
My legs are weak. I will challenge you some other time. Do you dare to fight?"
Meng Ge smiled and said, "As long as it's a fight between gentlemen, why wouldn't you dare?" Yang Xiaohu said angrily, "Well, I'll come find you another day." After saying that, he patted his butt and walked towards the road slowly, but Meng came from behind.
Gehahaha laughed.
After all, I walked back to the inn. When I entered the front hall, I saw Da Kui ordering a table of food and eating and drinking alone. Yang Xiaohu immediately put on a smile and walked over to Da Kui and said: "Father, I don't have any money with me.
Go buy more." Dakui smiled and said: "Well, it doesn't matter, let's eat."
Yang Xiaohu was sitting on the bench. Although he was eating delicious food, it tasted like nothing. Thinking of Meng Ge's teasing, Yang Xiaohu really wanted to challenge him immediately, but what could he do if his legs were weak?
Early the next morning, while Yang Xiaohu was still dreaming, Da Kui walked into his room and came to the bed and shouted: "The rooster crows three times, why don't you get up?" Yang Xiaohu had a clever idea and immediately got up and dressed. Waiting until he was dressed
He got out of bed neatly and put on his shoes. Just as he was about to stand up, his legs were like cotton and he suddenly fell to the ground.
He was tired yesterday, and he looked like this when he woke up this morning. Yang Xiaohu felt ashamed and struggled to get up. Dakui smiled and said, "How is it?" Yang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay." Dakui raised his legs and walked away, cold.
Leng threw the next sentence: "Go out and run to the west gate of the city and then run back. I'll wait for you in the backyard." After that, Dakui went out alone.
Yang Xiaohu dragged his legs out of the room and went to the street. At this time, his legs were so weak that he could only grit his teeth and run step by step. He fell several times along the way. By the time he reached the city gate and ran back, he was already covered in sweat.
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When he arrived at the backyard of the inn, he saw Dakui standing with his back on his back waiting. He came closer and said, "Father, I'm back." Dakui turned around and said, "Someone once said that martial arts should be practiced since childhood.
When I first started practicing martial arts, I was about the same age as you. If you want to practice leg skills, you have to stretch your muscles first, but now that you don't have deep skills, you have to practice more frequently."
Yang Xiaohu complained: "Father, how can I still stretch my muscles at this age?" Dakui said: "Now that your legs are so weak and you have been running so much, it's time to stretch your muscles. Come on, go to the wall and start."