Qin Zhong meditated until the sun rose before he opened his eyes. He felt the breath stirring in his chest and abdomen, and his whole body was full of strength.
Unable to hold back a loud roar, Qin Zhong jumped up, spun around in the air, and landed lightly on the ground. His feet joined the yin and yang, and he stretched his body to practice Tai Chi. Each move was like flowing clouds and flowing water, continuous and uninterrupted. There was movement and stillness.
In the meantime, the breath is lingering but not released.
In the last life, Qin Zhong had practiced Tai Chi hard and had certain attainments. Now when he performs it, his thoughts are more harmonious. He squeezes, strokes, squeezes, presses, picks, pushes, elbows, and leans. The eight techniques of Tai Chi are as easy as a matter of course.
Stop and stand still, and slowly exhale.
"Okay, okay, okay." The old man in white smiled and nodded, saying three good words in succession, which showed that he was happy in his heart.
"Thank you, Taoist Master, for making it complete." Qin Zhong raised his eyes and saw the old Taoist, and quickly stepped forward and bowed.
The elixir last night was extraordinary, but after meditating in the middle of the night, not only were all the injuries on the body healed, but the breath became smoother and the strength was perfect. Qin Zhong knew that this was the effect of the elixir. However, this is not the most critical thing, the formula
, it is really hard to find.
Qin Zhong had practiced Tai Chi, but after practicing hard for many years, he still felt that his strength was not enough to achieve his purpose. Tai Chi in later generations also had the art of breathing, breathing and guiding, but it was extremely obscure and could not be learned by ordinary people. Even if it was learned, it would be difficult to achieve it.
I can't figure it out, I always feel like something is missing.
But an old Taoist formula is like an enlightenment, guiding the breath to open the meridians, and making the two meridians of Ren and Du merge into one. For example, it is like an army under the command of a general, and the flag points to it.
It's invincible. The same goes for Tai Chi, it's like having a soul.
"Don't thank me first. I'm confused, please tell me." He said with a smile.
"Excuse me, Taoist Master." Qin Zhong actually guessed why the Taoist was confused.
"Excuse me, little friend, where did you learn Taichu Boxing?" The old Taoist stared at Qin Zhong's eyes, his eyes burning like lightning.
"Is what I just practiced the Taichu boxing technique?" Qin Zhong asked.
"Although the boxing frame is slightly different, the intention of the boxing is correct. It is exactly the Taichu boxing method." The old Taoist said with certainty.
Qin Chong suddenly realized that Tai Chi was originally called Taichu Shenquan, and it had already appeared in the Song Dynasty. Tai Chi in later generations has been tempered for thousands of years and practiced by countless masters. It has some differences from the original boxing method, but the meaning of the boxing is still different.
Completely inherited.
"The Taoist Master may not believe it, and I don't know where this boxing technique comes from." Qin Zhong had already thought of an excuse for this.
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Lao Tao asked slowly without being anxious.
"Some time ago, I was struck by lightning. When I woke up, I had this boxing technique in my mind."
"Have you ever been struck by lightning? Why were you struck by lightning?" Suddenly, Xiao He jumped over and looked at Qin Zhong in surprise.
"That's it, that's it." The old Taoist suddenly realized that the incident of Qin Zhong being struck by lightning was well-known in Shayuan Supervisor and Dali County. It was an interesting story that no one knew about. The old Taoist had naturally heard of people saying that he was struck by lightning.
Instead of dying, he has many more memories. Only a miracle can explain the reason, right?
"Hehe." Qin Zhong laughed strangely and said to Xiaohe, "It's best that you don't know."
"Why?" Xiaohe frowned, Qin Zhong's words aroused her curiosity even more.
"There's no reason, anyway, you can't know." Qin Zhong couldn't explain it, he couldn't just say it. I soaked in urine and got sick all over Kuixing, right?
"Why?" Xiaohe was annoyed and kept pestering Qin Zhong, insisting on knowing the reason.
"Come with me." The old Taoist said suddenly after pondering for a long time.
Hearing what the old man said, Xiaohe's face turned red and she was a little embarrassed, and she let go of Qin Zhong for the time being. In fact, she couldn't even explain what was going on with her these past two days. She always wanted to pester Qin Zhong. Listen,
He talks and fights just to cover up the woman's shyness.
Qin Zhong followed Lao Dao and walked straight into the depths of the forest. In his heart, he was also guessing about Lao Dao's identity. According to what Lao Dao said, the first time they met was in a prison cell in Dali County. Since such strong martial arts
, how could he be caught and thrown into jail?
Since he was imprisoned and had no freedom, it wasn't long before the two of them met outside Longyang Town. Isn't it weird? Why was he in prison? How did he get out? What was the purpose of him finding him and following him secretly?
?If you say you have no plans, isn’t that a disease?
There was a question mark on Qin Zhong's forehead, but he couldn't figure out the reason. He just felt that the old man was full of mystery.
After walking not far, the old Taoist stopped and turned to look at Qin Zhong.
"You must really want to know who Lao Dao is, right?"
"The Taoist priest has an immortal demeanor and a restrained spirit. He must be a first-rate immortal." Qin Zhong said, cupping his fists.
"Haha." The old Taoist laughed, not paying much attention to Qin Zhong's flattery. "Although the old Taoist also practices Taoism, he is not a member of the Taoist sect." The old Taoist said, turned around and walked forward. Qin Zhong did not understand what the old Taoist meant.
But he didn't answer the call and walked silently behind Lao Dao.
The forest here is wild and wild, with overgrown branches, and there is no way to go. There is a thick layer of fallen leaves under your feet, and there is a soft rustling sound when you step on it.
"Do you know what Qi Shuo is?" The old Taoist asked without looking back.
"Qi Shu?" Qin Zhong was confused and didn't know how to answer. He heard the word "Qi Shu" a lot, and people often said that so-and-so's Qi Shu was exhausted, and no matter how hard he tried, there was nothing he could do to recover. Some people even said that such and such a person had run out of Qi Shu.
The generation energy has been exhausted. Even fierce men like Yue Fei and Yu Qian cannot prevent the collapse of Guo Zuo.
"The hearts of the people are the strength of the people." The old Taoist said the answer himself without waiting for Qin Zhong's answer. "As the saying goes, those who win the hearts of the people win the world, and those who lose the hearts of the people lose the world. A Huanghuang dynasty rises when it gains power and ends when it loses power. Therefore, dynasties
Change cannot be undone by human power."
"People's hearts are equal to their strength?" Qin Zhong thought about this sentence, but it explained it more realistically than the theory of divine right of imperial power.
"Nowadays, the Song Dynasty seems to be prosperous, but in fact it is plagued by evil diseases that are difficult to recover from." The old Taoist continued without joy or sadness, "In the temples, there are intrigues and intrigues, and the flies and dogs are only plotting for their own family. Who cares about the life and death of the people? The literati and poets may be able to stop them.
Iron horse and gold?"
"Ah?" Qin Zhongzhong stared, not knowing how to answer. Is this an angry young man? Or a sober person?
In Qin Zhong's opinion, what the old Taoist said is true, and there are many records in the history books of later generations. Putting aside the suffering of the people for the moment, the imperial court at this time was like three heavy mountains, with redundant expenses, redundant soldiers, and redundant officials.
The entire Song Dynasty could not lift its head.
According to the system of the Song Dynasty, when an official becomes an official or dies, his descendants can help him and pass it on from generation to generation. As a result, for those who have an official position or not, their salary will be paid according to the salary.
Officials, big and small, are all kind and generous.
Up to now, the number of internal and external officials has increased to more than 17,000, and the number of alternate officials is even more unknown. These are all leeches lying on the Song Dynasty to suck blood. But it is very helpless. They want to abolish them but cannot. There is a slight rumor, and one person
The saliva of the officials and officials can flood the court.
Redundant troops cannot even be reduced. The forbidden army is 800,000, and the Xiang army is 400,000. The cost of raising troops accounts for almost seventy-eight percent of the national tax.
Regardless of the forbidden army or the Xiang soldiers, they are all in a state of "having nothing to do but having enough food and clothing".
It is said that the imperial guards in the capital were accustomed to roaming around. The cavalry could not wear armor and mount their horses, and they even had to hire people to carry the load when receiving food. As for the side soldiers, they could only do miscellaneous tasks and had no knowledge of military affairs. The Song Dynasty raised millions of soldiers, but they were all unable to fight.
Once the dismantling of the old soldiers caused turmoil, it would be a heavy burden that the Song Dynasty could not bear.
What's more, now that border wars are about to break out, where will a large amount of military spending come from? It can only be squeezed out from the people.
"The Great Song Dynasty is exhausted." The old Taoist sighed and closed his eyes slightly.
Maybe? Qin Chong secretly thought in his heart. He will naturally know history in later generations. Today, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers may seem prosperous, but in just a few decades, they will fall into the hands of foreigners. The court will move south, and the Northern Song Dynasty will be destroyed. The aristocratic family will not be able to survive.
If there is no way to survive, whoever sits in the court will continue to worship whomever.
The poor people suffered from brutal war disasters and lost their families and families. According to historical records, after the Jingkang Incident, the Song Dynasty was brutally looted. There were no roosters in the ten houses north of the Yellow River, and there were almost no roosters in the sky for thousands of miles. The Han people were almost wiped out. Only
There were more than 100,000 craftsmen of various types taken captive.
The majestic China unfortunately fell into the hands of foreigners. This is the tragedy of the Han nation.
But Qin Chong was very surprised. He didn't know what the old man was saying to himself. I just went to the border to rescue my father. Why did he talk about the Qi of the Song Dynasty inexplicably? Could it be that he was a time traveler? He was really
Can the son of luck turn the tide?
"Of course, the number of Dayan is fifty, and the use of forty is nine, and the escape is one." The old Taoist changed his tone, stared at Qin Zhong and said, "The so-called God has the virtue of good life, and the road is exhausted.
There will always be a glimmer of hope left. And you, Xiao Qinzhong, are the unknown variable."
"Me?" Qin Zhong opened his mouth wide and pointed at his nose, not knowing whether to be surprised or happy.
"The old Taoist has studied "Yi" for more than sixty years, and has gained a lot. His understanding of people's destiny is no different." The old Taoist shook his head and said, "But the old Taoist has started the class many times but can't see it clearly. He only feels that it is too foggy to enter the heaven.
.But the destiny star is like a torch, shining brightly on the Ziwei star wall."
To be honest, Qin Zhong didn't understand, but he had a vague feeling in his heart that he seemed to be very powerful. He looked at the old Tao eagerly, waiting for him to explain his doubts. "The fate star entering Ziwei is extremely precious." The old Tao's eyes became sharp, and then
Said, "If you are not born of a prince or a general, you must be born of a Qingtian overlord."
These words shocked Qin Zhong to the point of being jittery on the outside and tender on the inside. His eyes kept blinking, and he was stunned and couldn't come back to his senses.
What comes to mind is not the riches and wealth, but a beggar in ragged clothes, looking at him with a righteous face. A classic line echoes in his ears, "Young man, I see that you have a strange bone."
, he is a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a century."
At this time, Qin Chong wanted to say, "Holy shit." Isn't this rhetoric too similar?
Naturally, the old Taoist couldn't understand what Qin Chong was thinking, so he still said to himself, "Although the old Taoist has found you, he doesn't know whether it is right or wrong." Since it is a variable, of course there are two possibilities, maybe it is good, maybe it is wrong. However, this is
is the only variable. The old Taoist wants to save Song and has no other choice.
"What is right? What is wrong?" Qin Zhong understood the meaning of Lao Dao's words, but did not take it seriously, so he asked.
"Of course it is right to save Song Dynasty, and it is wrong to harm Song Dynasty." The old Taoist said in a deep voice.
"The Taoist Master is an expert outside the world. Do you know what the princes in the court think?" Qin Chong asked with a smile.
"What do you think?" The old Taoist perked up after hearing this and asked.
"What does it do to me if the old country collapses? No big deal, I can change my master and continue to worship him, but I will still be rich and noble." Qin Chong's words were arrogant and unruly, revealing deep disdain.
"What will happen if a foreign tribe invades and destroys my Chinese clothes?" The old Taoist looked solemn.
"Far away, Zhongxing said that Zhang Bin and his like led foreigners to invade China. Close by, Shi Jingtang and Zhang Yuan's family sold their ancestors to seek glory." Qin Zhong thought to himself, there will be many traitors for thousands of years in later generations. In their hearts, how can they have national justice?
Everything he does is in pursuit of self-interest.
"Could it be that for thousands of years in China, there have been no loyal and righteous people?" The old Taoist also became excited, his beard rising up and down.
"Of course." Qin Zhong raised his fists to the sky and said sonorously, "In the country of China, loyalty and righteousness are born in large numbers."
"That's pretty much it." The old Taoist was angry. If Qin Zhong hadn't turned quickly, he would have been able to slap him away with a palm.
"But how good is loyalty?" Qin Zhong frowned and looked at the old Taoist.
"Huh?" The old man was choked and speechless, staring at Qin Zhong angrily. He had been indifferent for decades and was never disturbed by foreign affairs. Who would have thought that today, Qin Zhong was shattered by a few words and faintly brought up
Fire. If people who are familiar with it see it, they will definitely be surprised.
"Looking at history, since the Qin and Han Dynasties, has any dynasty lasted more than three hundred years?"
"No." The old Taoist shook his head and said.
"Discipline is corrupted, corruption is rampant, and parties are raging, all for personal gain. Is the Taoist willing to protect such a court?"
"I don't want to." The old Taoist nodded. Isn't what Qin Zhong said about the current court?
"The troops cannot fight, and the officials are exhausted. Taxes are heavy, and people's resentment boils. In such a court, can one person turn the tide?"
"No." The old man opened his eyes wide, unable to believe that these words came from a young man.
"If at this time, a new dynasty was born to overthrow the old government and make the people live and work in peace and contentment, would Taoist priest be happy to see it?"
"Is this it?" The old Taoist pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course I'd like to see it."
"So, what is rescue? What is harm?" Qin Zhong finished laying the groundwork and asked in a deep voice.
"..." The old Taoist fell silent. After a while, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling extremely happy.