There is a Cuju court in the palace of the King of Chu. Nowadays, few people play football here. It has become a place where the servants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs practice their daily martial arts. However, the former King of Chuzhuang, Zhu Mengfan, probably liked this entertainment very much and dedicated it to it.
The palace built such a large area. It is said that Zhu Zhanji, the Xuande Emperor who ascended the throne in the capital today, was also a fan of this Taoism. Cuju flourished in the Han and Tang Dynasties and has always been one of the mainstream sports of the Han people, and compared with the hunting of nobles
, Cuju has lower requirements and is more civilian-oriented; however, after Zhu Yuanzhang founded the country, he once banned soldiers from playing Cuju, and then this sport became popular mainly among the common people.
Zhang Ning and Yao Ji didn't come to the Cuju court today just to play football. They were sitting in the pavilion watching the white-clothed swordsmen from the Ministry of Internal Affairs practice their swordsmanship. It seemed a bit sudden that they became interested in martial arts.
Yao Ji said calmly: "Qiuye and Chunmei are both masters of swordsmanship. From my observation, I think there are rules to follow in their skills. The fencing techniques recorded in "Wuyue Chunqiu" and "Zhuangzi: Swordsmanship" are still used by people today.
Using it in a flexible way..."
Zhang Ning knew that she didn't know how to use swords, guns or sticks at all, so she immediately smiled and said: "My mother-in-law just reminded me of a word, talk on paper."
Only he could make such a joke in front of Yao Ji. Yao Ji didn't take it seriously and just smiled. Chunmei and other attendants beside him couldn't help but smile.
Zhang Ning turned to look at Chunmei: "There are specialties in martial arts, and you know how to use them. Can you teach me how to master the skills of using swordsmanship?"
Among the four powerful servants around Yao Ji, Chunmei was the most eccentric. She usually laughed and had no scruples. At this time, she opened her mouth and said: "Your Majesty should know in the army that every weapon has its use. If a sword is used as a weapon, it is not for the purpose."
The sword dance is beautiful, and it also has convenient moves. There are many techniques such as chopping, stabbing, hitting, teasing, collapsing, cutting, wiping, piercing, picking, lifting, twisting, and sweeping. There is no fixed method in actual fighting. It is just a matter of practicing diligently.
Training to accumulate experience... Well, at the beginning, practice the set of cross left strike, cross right strike, wing left strike, reverse scale stab, belly stab, double open stab, spin style, chariot style, and limelight wash every day.
Then just find someone to fight and train with you. After ten or eight years of training, the prince will be a martial arts master."
"It will take ten or eight years?" Zhang Ning shook his head and sighed, "Our new recruits in the Suzaku Army were holding hoes a month ago. After practicing for a month, they can skillfully load a firearm and pull the trigger in the right direction.
Still killing people."
Chunmei said unconcernedly: "According to what the prince said, if any of the sergeants and soldiers in the army are fighting alone, any of the women here can definitely beat any one they pick at random."
Yao Ji smiled and said: "The way of assassins and the way of battle formation are of course different. On the battle formation, there are crowds of people and horses, there is no room for movement, and so many tricks are useless."
Zhang Ning saw that Chunmei looked great and was still a little thin, so he said on a whim: "We are sitting here, why not go to the Cuju court to play some games? Why don't we learn from each other?"
Chunmei turned to look at Yao Ji: "What should I do if I hurt the prince for a while?"
Yao Ji said: "Just use a wooden sword. You just happened to teach him a few moves to defend himself."
After hearing this, Chunmei stood up from her kneeling position, cupped her hands and said, "That's it." Zhang Ning also pretended to salute: "Please give me your advice."
He casually took off the decorative dagger he was wearing and threw it on the table. When he lowered his head, he saw that he was wearing soap boots. The soles of these boots were very hard. It was really unbearable for the lively little girl to be kicked.
, he simply took off his boots and walked into the sand of the Cuju field wearing only his socks.
The attendant brought up two wooden swords. Zhang Ning held them in his right hand and waved them twice. They felt good. Doing appropriate activities is indeed good for his mood. He saw Chunmei in front of him playing with the wooden swords in his hands.
He looked concerned and said: "Let your horse attack us!"
Chunmei slowly approached. As expected, Lian Jiazi was very confident from her demeanor and aura. Zhang Ning realized that this girl had been trained before and there was no need to be polite to her. Seeing that the distance was almost the same, she rushed forward.
, swung the wooden sword head-on and swung it towards him.
Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't see clearly what was going on. His sight was mostly blocked by the floating sleeves. His arms and side were hurt, and he was hit twice. His body's center of gravity leaned forward due to sprinting, and he lowered his body.
The cross was not stable, and then there was a slight hook on the calf. The body could no longer stand immediately and was about to fall forward. But people have conditioned reflexes and instinctively step out the other leg to balance the body. Usually at this time
He would stumble forward a few times and then stop; but suddenly there was a sharp pain in his right leg that he had just stepped forward, and he was kicked again. He immediately fell to the ground, and inadvertently chewed on the ground with his mouth, and he really fell.
A mouth chewing mud.
Suddenly I heard Chunmei giggling, and the people in the pavilion also laughed, although the ridicule was kind-hearted.
This bitch's moves are so awesome, she can decide the winner with just two hits, and she also deliberately hooks her legs to make herself embarrassed. What's even more outrageous is that the last step also seals the sand that she insists on chewing.
Happy. Zhang Ning suddenly felt angry in his heart. If he had just lost, of course he could afford it, and he wouldn't be so angry!
He struggled to get up from the ground, vomited a few times, and said angrily: "Come again!"
"Your Majesty is no match for me. Let me teach you simple moves first." Chunmei said with a smile.
Zhang Ning was unconvinced and said: "Win two out of three games. Beat me twice."
This bitch is really irritating, and Zhang Ning is ready to cheat. He has already made a plan in his mind: he is not good at swordsmanship, and he must be good at the tricks. This is a shortcoming; but he also does some sit-ups, push-ups and other exercises every day, and he is a man.
In terms of body, strength and strength, she is definitely much stronger than a little girl. As long as she resists the blow and then counterattacks, she has a chance... Of course, this is actually a lie. If it weren't for the wooden sword, it would be over if the sword was hit, so what chance would there be?
He lowered his head and looked around, picked up the wooden sword he had thrown away, and positioned himself again. Seeing this, Chunmei had no choice but to accompany him.
Zhang Ning did not hesitate and charged forward with his wooden sword again, but this time he did not move forward with all his strength. He was just trying to lure the enemy into making a move, waiting for an opportunity to get close. Chunmei stood there with a smile, turned around and easily avoided it.
Zhang Ning made a chopping motion, and used this to bully Zhang Ning's side and back, and hit her waist again with the sword. Zhang Ning could not react, and did not try to hide. He hurriedly turned around and opened his arms to hug her, trying to drag her away.
Get into the water and enter scuffle mode.
But after he missed his first move, he was too slow to make another move, and he had an instinct in his heart that he was about to fail again. Unexpectedly, Chunmei stood there without dodging, and was directly hugged. Then Zhang Ning felt another hook under his feet.
Chunmei threw Chunmei to the ground completely out of control.
Soon enough, Zhang Ning's right arm was immediately pulled behind his back and locked. No matter how strong you were, Zhang Ning's right arm couldn't be used. His left hand was in front, but his fingers were grabbed. He felt a little resistance.
It's about to dislocate.
The two of them jumped together, and suddenly Chunmei shouted: "Oh, my lord, you caught someone else's breast! Why are you touching her?"
Zhang Ning: "..."
He couldn't move, but he was forced to stick to Chunmei's body. As expected, he could faintly see her cleavage in her clothes from above her collar. At that moment, he had to say: "Okay, I admit defeat and let go."
"
Chunmei whispered next to him: "If you have the chance, why don't you look at it for a while."
The two struggled together and finally separated. Zhang Ning patted the sand on his body and had to leave the Cuju venue. They returned to the pavilion, and the slaves came up with hot water to wipe his hands and face. But they saw Yao Ji.
There was still a normal smile on her face, but she didn't know if she had seen through Chunmei's tricks. The swordsman in white next to him who knew martial arts skills probably understood what was going on, but no one would say anything... Only Chunmei dared to do this.
Well, because she is always like this, Yao Ji doesn't care.
Zhang Ning tossed and turned, his clothes were in a mess, and he was sweating. Yao Ji's eyes swept over the muscle lines in his slightly open clothes intentionally or unintentionally, and the smell of the man's sweat made her very sensitive, and her face turned slightly
She is a little red, and her eyes seem to be a lot gentler, but her posture and expression still give people a dignified air.
"It's windy here. If you're sweating and blowing the cool breeze, you're afraid of getting sick. Let's go inside and have a cup of hot tea to rest for a while." Yao Ji said softly, reaching into her sleeve pocket to pinch the handkerchief but not taking it out.
Zhang Ning said: "Although I can't beat Chunmei, my physical fitness is very good." He said, without disobeying Yao Ji's wishes, he stood up and walked to the house outside the Cuju field.
Entering a teahouse, Yao Ji dismissed all her entourage and made tea for Zhang Ning herself. She put down two glass cups, sat down next to Zhang Ning, and without any worry, she made half of the tea she had just made outside.
The action continued, and he took out a shiny precious handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat near his collarbone.
Zhang Ning smelled a pungent fragrance. Only then did he notice that suddenly, they were the only two people in the room.
But the door was ajar, and a ray of white skirt could be seen through the crack of the door. A swordsman in white was standing at the door. A ray of sunlight spilled onto the floor of the room, and the fine dust dancing rapidly in the light was also visible.
It becomes clear that even if the surroundings are spotlessly clean, actually everywhere is covered with dust.
After being silent for a while, Zhang Ning said: "It seems that the mother-in-law has something to say to me."
He probably meant to retreat, so Yao Ji naturally put away the handkerchief gently and said calmly: "If you like Chunmei, come stay with me at night, and I will let Chunmei sleep with you."
"On the Cuju court just now... let's forget it." Zhang Ning was slightly embarrassed. He had always felt that the women around Yao Ji had better do less. Although the princes and nobles had always been promiscuous in the courtyards, the incident was also caused by this.
a lot of.
He pondered for a moment, then changed the subject and said: "Actually, our plan is not rigorous. I am also thinking that using false 'facts' to deceive Emperor Jianwen should have loopholes in itself; for example, Emperor Jianwen and a group of ministers, don't they have no one?"
Will you realize that Wang Gouer is not completely trustworthy?"
Yao Ji said softly: "Didn't I arrange a good show? Wait and see, he will believe it."