Chapter 255 Madam is teaching them to practice
After dinner, Feng Aoqing said she was tired and went to her room to rest early, without even going to the third floor, her favorite place.
Han Lang stood at the door for a long time without knocking or going in.
He knew Feng Aoqing's troubles. She was a free and easy person who could fight, but she didn't like these palace fights and family fights.
How could someone as energetic as her be tired? I'm afraid she's just mentally tired.
After a good night's sleep, she had an idea.
Han Lang knew.
The next day, Han Lang didn't plan to go out and wanted to stay at home with Feng Aoqing. However, unexpectedly, when he got up, Feng Aoqing had already left.
She always took Lingsong with her when she went out, and Anqiao was left behind to look after the house.
She has always distrusted Anqiao, and it is still the same until now. To her, infidelity once is unacceptable a hundred times, so she can let Anqiao take care of the house, but it is absolutely impossible for her to go out with him to do private things.
"Where did you go?"
"It's called Wuya Academy." Anqiao replied.
Han Lang thought that a child could heal the unhappiness in her heart, so he also went to Wuya Academy.
However, he guessed wrong. Feng Aoqing was not really going to see the child. The child was there as a byproduct.
The old doorman recognized her and hurried over to greet her.
"Madam, are you looking for the prince? He's here. I'll go and report him."
"I came to see you, Uncle Feng." Feng Aoqing smiled faintly.
The last time she came, Feng Aoqing found out that the old man’s surname was also Feng, Feng Yuexing, a pretty cool name.
"I?"
"But let's go to his place. It's bigger there."
When they entered the middle courtyard, it was time for get out of class to end. Unexpectedly, the little kid's ball ended up at the feet of the older kid. Feng Aoqing stood in the corridor and watched for a while.
No one noticed her and was having fun playing football.
A ball flew towards her.
At this moment, Feng Aoqing seemed to be back on the university campus, where she was hit in the face by a ball on the playground, and her newly bought glasses were shattered to pieces.
The boy who kicked the ball wanted to compensate her for her glasses, but she politely refused.
The boy insisted on paying, saying that if she didn't let him pay, she would look down on him, so she had no choice but to answer: "13K."
The boy hung her on the wall and accused her of blackmailing her classmates.
She retorted, "I told you not to pay, but you want to, and then you can't afford it, so you blame me?"
Thinking of this, her blood pressure rose. When the ball flew towards her, she swung her skirt and kicked the ball back with one foot, using her internal force.
This was something the older kids hadn't expected. The guy who caught the ball endured it head-on, grimacing in pain and too embarrassed to rub it.
Only then did everyone realize it was her and hurriedly bowed.
The child who caught the ball took the opportunity to rub his thigh that was under pressure.
"Pull out an internet cafe! It would be bad if it hits the little one." Feng Aoqing said to Mu Youran who came out to greet him.
"Yes, we're in the process! If you don't hurry up, it was me yesterday, you today, and who knows who will be it tomorrow." Mu Youran responded quickly.
"You were hit by a ball yesterday, too!"
"Yes, but I really got hit, unlike you. It was someone else who got hit." Mu Youran looked at the child who caught the ball.
Yuan Zhenkuan was the bravest and came forward.
"Mr. Fenghua, did you bring us any candy?"
"Call the madam, there's candy. Today, there's candy for both adults and children."
An Wan and An Ke each held a cloth bag in their hands, and then handed it to Yuan Zhenkuan.
"Please go ahead and send it. Everything you want will be sent."
"Yes, I can't do other things, but I can do this." Yuan Zhenkuan patted his chest.
Mu Youran explained, "This kid isn't good at anything else, but he's really nitpicking. Sometime ago, when we were doing renovations, someone tried to steal our money, and he just stood there, took a few looks, and then went to ask for the money back. Then he took the account book and calculated the amount, and it was exactly what he said."
"Oh, so powerful?"
"That article is impossible to memorize. How can you calculate how much money it will cost? You don't even need an abacus."
"How can the teacher beat up such a clever child?"
"Then he has to be beaten! Otherwise, he won't even be able to read properly. Wouldn't that be a waste of his father's painstaking efforts to send him to school?"
"That's true."
Mu Youran led her into the hall and asked, "Are you here to see the children today?"
Feng Aoqing shook her head: "I came to see Uncle Feng."
"Uncle Feng?"
Mu Youran looked at Uncle Feng beside him, and Uncle Feng also said that he didn't know what was going on.
Several people entered the hall, including Prince Han and his student Ning Pengtian.
"I'm here today to treat Uncle Feng's leg." Feng Aoqing told everyone the purpose of their visit.
"Madam, my leg has been aching for more than ten years. I'm afraid it can't be cured. It's better not to waste your medicine." Feng Yuexing quickly refused.
"No medication is needed. I didn't know if I could make the instruments properly, so I didn't tell you at the time. I came after the instruments were made."
Everyone saw Ling Shuang bringing in a strange-looking chair.
There is a long L-shaped pole behind the chair, with a wide band hanging under the pole. There is also a handle on the side of the hall that can be shaken. When you turn the handle, you can see the rope on the pole. By shaking the handle, you can tighten the rope and the wide band will rise.
Feng Aoqing explained to Feng Yuexing that his leg pain and numbness were not caused by problems with his legs, but by problems with his cervical vertebrae, which were compressing the nerves.
He asked Feng Yuexing to stand still, and he stood behind him, finding the right position and exerting force.
Feng Yuexing immediately had a different feeling, which also confirmed what Feng Aoqing said, that the reason was not the legs.
"The reason why your condition is so serious is probably because of an old neck injury."
"Yes, you are absolutely right." Feng Yuexing nodded quickly.
"And Prince Han said he was dizzy and had a headache. It wasn't because he was tired, but because he had been working at his desk for a long time, and his cervical spine had problems."
When Yu Wen Zheng was called, he twisted his neck and nodded.
Then, Feng Aoqing told them how to use the chair and asked Feng Yuexing to try it.
Feng Yuexing laughed and said, "Oh my God, Madam, I have to kowtow to you. I haven't felt so relaxed in the past ten years."
Feng Aoqing laughed and said, "You're going a bit too far. This isn't an illness that can be cured in one go. You have to use it regularly, and you can't miss out on regular exercise, not just boxing or anything like that."
She could see that Feng Yuexing was quite skilled in martial arts, and must have been a skilled practitioner.
Then, everyone went to the corridor and learned shoulder and neck relaxation exercises from Feng Aoqing.
The students who were leaving class all gathered together to read the latest news.
"If you've been sitting at your desk for a long time, you can practice. I'll teach you some radio gymnastics someday. Students who don't practice martial arts can practice it."
So everyone gathered in the yard to study.
"Wow! It feels so good!" Mu Youran also learned to practice a few times and felt her limbs stretched and relaxed, which was really different from practicing martial arts.
As soon as Han Lang entered the door, he hadn't seen Feng Aoqing yet. He just felt that the style in the yard was weird, and he knew that she was still there.
"Is everyone in this yard crazy?" he asked the person who picked him up as he walked.
"Madam is teaching students how to practice martial arts!"
"I think it's her."
Feng Aoqing looked at Yuan Zhenkuan, who was staggering from side to side, unable to lift his arms or legs, and said, "Yuan Zhenkuan, are you trying to make me laugh to death? Your back is usually scratched by the servants, right?"
He looked like a lazy man who didn't know anything about farming. Children of military families would practice martial arts, but he didn't practice martial arts at all and looked extremely stupid.
"Ma'am, I tried my best."
Suddenly, a stone hit his knee and he fell to the ground.
Feng Aoqing burst into laughter.
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