Chapter 73: Is there any connection between practicing sword skills and practicing calligraphy?
When Su Changan looked at the great master Yan Yunxiao.
Yan Yunxiao, who was standing in front of the window, was also looking at him.
Four eyes
Su Changan pursed his lips and silently closed the window again.
Then he went back to his bed and planned to continue sleeping.
Because he felt that he
It’s getting fierce!
After all, how is it possible to wake up and find a great master standing in front of the window?
But after covering himself with the quilt again and closing his eyes, Su Changan opened his eyes slightly and could clearly see Yan Yunxiao's shadow through the window.
A little bit scary.
But Su Changan also sighed, so he had to get out of bed, open the window again and look at Yan Yunxiao.
Yan Yunxiao looked at Su Changan and saluted: "Meet Miss Changan."
After Su Changan returned the gift, he said helplessly: "Aunt, can we not be so scary next time?"
Yan Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, a little confused, but soon understood, and said with a smile: "After all, I saw you sleeping, so I didn't wake you up. I saw my girl in the hall and was upset, so I just waited for you here."
Su Changan felt a little sympathetic towards Yan Ruyu, but he looked at Yan Yunxiao and asked, "Aunt, why are you here so early?"
Yan Yunxiao said, "The marks left by you when you were practicing with your sword last night were quite interesting, so I came to take a look today."
Su Changan was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked, "You mean I have learned it?"
But just after he finished speaking, Su Changan thought about it carefully. There seemed to be no difference between last night and usual. At most, he just changed his chopping posture or something.
Yan Yunxiao shook his head: "It's still far from it, it's just a little interesting. But Miss Changan, are you going to take a nap? If you want to take a nap, I will continue to wait."
Su Changan pursed his lips. Not to mention that he was not used to taking a nap, just because Yan Yunxiao said so, how could he still sleep?
He immediately said, "I'll get up right away," closed the window again, and started changing clothes.
In no time, Su Changan put on his clothes and went out.
Her hair was simply styled and looked a little casual, but even this messy look was much better than those ladies who had dressed up seriously all morning.
This let outsiders know that Su Changan had woken up, and Xia and others who wanted to help him wash up didn't know what to do for a moment.
Fortunately, Maomao on the side said, "She can wash herself, don't worry about it, we just need to relax." Then he took the medical book and went to the yard to watch Yan Yunxiao teaching Su Changan.
Xia and others looked at each other.
Even though I had noticed since yesterday that this famous talent in Beijing seemed to be a little different from others, and last night a few of us secretly chatted about her all night, such as how beautiful she was, how good her skin was, and how she didn't have any rouge on her face, and how kind she was, etc.
As for why he was so close to His Majesty, the four of them only dared to think about it but not say much.
But now I still feel a little uncomfortable, especially with cats.
They felt that although Maomao was a female doctor, she was also Miss Chang'an's maid, but they had never seen her help Miss Chang'an with anything. But what scared them the most was that Maomao was always fiddling with medicinal herbs, but insects, geckos and the like were really scary.
Lingqi Pavilion is divided into three courtyards: front, middle and back.
The hall is located in the middle of the two large courtyards in the front and middle. After all, the front and back are connected, but there is a bamboo curtain hanging. When sitting in the hall, you can see the two courtyards.
The yard at the back is where the kitchen, warehouse and other places are located.
The wooden stakes were placed in the middle yard.
When Su Changan arrived at the central courtyard, Yan Ruyu, Zhou Qianhong and all the other members of the Chixia Army stood respectfully on one side, no longer as casual as before.
Yan Yunxiao folded his arms across his chest, leaned against the wooden pillar of the corridor, and waited for Su Changan to start.
After Su Changan glanced at Yan Yunxiao, he didn't say much and directly picked up the wooden sword in the bamboo basket.
Just like last night, he chopped down the wooden stake with a wooden sword in hand.
Then he looked at Yan Yunxiao.
He found that Yan Yunxiao had no intention of stopping him, and obviously wanted him to continue.
Su Changan naturally didn't say anything more and continued chopping with the wooden sword.
After many moves, Su Changan changed his posture, adjusted his strength and continued.
Until the last wooden sword broke.
The scene is the same.
The wooden swords were broken into pieces all over the ground, and the wooden stakes were also broken into pieces. It was obvious that a new batch of replacements was needed.
Su Changan looked at Yan Yunxiao.
Yan Yunxiao didn't say anything, but just walked to Su Changan, squatted down and looked at the broken wooden swords and traces of wooden stakes on the ground.
But after looking at it for a long time, I smiled slightly and found it quite interesting.
Su Changan looked at Yan Yunxiao and asked, "Aunt, what's going on?"
Yan Yunxiao was holding a broken wooden stake in his hand. The broken part was the same as the one he had taken last night. The front cut was still very smooth, but the back was completely broken.
But after looking at it for a while, Yan Yunxiao turned back to look at Su Changan: "I heard that Miss Changan's handwriting is very ugly?"
Su Changan pursed his lips. Why does everyone have to bring up such hurtful things?
But after all Yan Yunxiao asked, Su Changan nodded: "It is a little bit unique."
Yan Yunxiao looked at Su Changan, smiled, and described the word "ugly" in a unique way. It was a very interesting word. After all, he was a scholar.
but
Humph, scholar!
Yan Yunxiao casually threw the wooden stake in his hand to the ground, picked up a broken wooden sword on the ground, handed it to Su Changan and said, "Chop at me."
Su Changan took the wooden sword, hesitated for a moment and said, "Aunt, I'm quite strong."
Yan Yunxiao didn't comment: "Just chop it."
Su Changan frowned, but when he saw Yan Yunxiao standing there with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him, he thought that the other party was a great master.
Although until now Su Changan still doesn't understand what's different about the end.
But after thinking about it, I think he does have some outstanding qualities.
So he didn't think about it, just made a chopping gesture, looked at Yan Yunxiao and said, "I'll chop it."
Yan Yunxiao nodded.
then
The broken wooden sword in Su Changan's hand chopped straight towards Yan Yunxiao.
Yan Yunxiao was dressed in black casual clothes, with only leather wrist guards on his wrists.
So Su Changan chopped towards the wrist guard.
Yan Yunxiao did not dodge or evade, and just let the wooden sword in Su Changan's hand chop on the wrist guard around his chest.
then
The wooden sword breaks.
Su Changan saw that Yan Yunxiao was safe and sound.
For the first time, I truly felt the power of Zhijing.
After all, I just used my full strength to attack.
Yan Yunxiao pinched his wrist, and said with a smile as if he finally understood something: "No need to chop wood stakes like this anymore. Just swing the knife 10,000 times a day, and then..."
At this point, Yan Yunxiao thought for a moment, and then said, "Writing, you need to practice, five hundred words? I don't know what you scholars say about practicing calligraphy, but you should practice calligraphy diligently every day. It doesn't need to be very beautiful. As for how much you practice calligraphy, you should practice calligraphy together with writing every day. When the time comes, you will be able to feel the difference. Then you won't need to practice calligraphy anymore. It's up to you whether to practice calligraphy or not. After all, calligraphy is unique."
Su Changan was confused by what he heard. What he couldn't understand the most was how practicing sword skills and practicing calligraphy could be combined.
Yan Yunxiao shook his head and said, "It's meaningless to ask me. If I tell you now, you will only do it according to my explanation. Then the sword you practice will be my sword, not yours. If you are the same as me, it's fine to do this, but Miss Chang'an, you are a little different, so here, as the scholars say, 'There are many principles and knowledge, you need to understand it yourself'. If you understand it, your sword will be successful. If you can't understand it, hmm~~~"
At this point, she smiled and was about to pinch his face out of habit, but hesitated for a moment. In the end, she thought of Su Changan as the future queen. But after thinking for a moment, she pinched the face of the previous queen, so why couldn't she pinch the face of the current queen? So she pinched Su Changan's face and said with a smile: "If you can't figure it out, follow my way. There may be no hope of reaching the end, but if you practice for ten or twenty years and reach the sixth or seventh rank, you can beat someone like Yuan Ruxi at will."
As he spoke, Yan Yunxiao clasped his fists and bowed to Su Changan: "In this case, I will take my leave. Miss Changan, remember to swing your sword 10,000 times a day, no more, no less, and practice calligraphy at the same time."
Su Changan returned the gift immediately, but he still had a lot of questions to ask.
But Su Changan hasn't opened his mouth yet.
Yan Yunxiao had already turned around and looked at Yan Ruyu: "Ruyu, follow me."
Then, just leave.
He didn't give Su Changan any chance to ask or say anything more.
Originally, Su Changan wanted to chase after him and ask, but looking at Yan Yunxiao's back, he suddenly remembered the saying 'The master can only lead you to the door, but the practice is up to you.'
But he was thinking about what Yan Yunxiao had just said.
Su Changan was confused again. Helplessly, he looked at Zhou Qianhong and asked, "Is there any connection between practicing sword skills and practicing calligraphy?"
Zhou Qianhong was embarrassed, but after thinking for a while, she said, "Miss Changan, although I don't understand what the commander-in-chief said, the commander-in-chief has her own way of teaching people. I think if Miss Changan follows her example, it will definitely work."
Hearing this, Su Changan frowned. He had to do as he was told, but he was curious and confused.
But after thinking about it, Yan Yunxiao said that he had practiced enough, and he understood it, and it seemed to be the case.
Maomao sat by the stove, looked at Su Changan and said, "Maybe it doesn't matter. It's just that the commander-in-chief also thinks your handwriting is ugly, so he asked you to practice more."
After saying that, Maomao suddenly thought of something and changed her words, "Oh, it's not ugly, it's unique."
Su Changan curled his lips: "We shouldn't bully people so early in the morning, Cat."
Maomao turned around and didn't look at Su Changan. Instead, he continued to read the medical book, but he said, "It's already noon, not early in the morning."
Su Changan was speechless after hearing this.
Zhou Qianhong smiled slightly. She was used to seeing these two people behave like this.
but
Looking at Su Changan, Zhou Qianhong hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say it.
When she showed the wooden stake to Yan Yunxiao last night, Yan Yunxiao was stunned at first, and then said it was interesting.
Others may not know.
But Zhou Qianhong knew very well that, as far as he knew, there were only two people who could make the commander-in-chief say that was interesting.
One of them is the only disciple that the commander-in-chief actually accepted.
The other person is Yan Ruyu.
However, the eldest disciple did not stay in the temple, but went into the martial arts world. He created a legendary story, which can be told by many storytellers even if you go to places like Washe and ask for a separate story.
but
Su Changan didn't say much and walked over quietly, picked up a wooden sword that looked relatively intact and started swinging it.
Don't talk about Zhou Qianhong
Even the other members of the Chixia Army were filled with envy.
After all, the number of people who can be taught by Commander Yan can be counted on one hand, including the entire temple and the underworld.
Not to mention the eldest disciple and Yan Ruyu, the other two only received some pointers and achieved something.
And they.
Sometimes I would pluck up the courage to go to the commander-in-chief and ask for advice, but the commander-in-chief would just tell me to go find Yan Ruyu.
Yan Ruyu was really willing to give them guidance.
But the more I was told, the more confused I became.
Especially Zhou Qianhong, she was in tears.
…
(End of this chapter)
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