MTL - I-Chapter 15 015【Spear Art】

  Chapter 15 015【Spear Art】

   Cabin.

  The inscriptions were densely packed, and the newly written pen and ink were scattered everywhere. Fei Yinghuan looked a little haggard with a beard and scum.

  At this moment, the merchant ship has passed Dongchang Mansion, and he has been studying the Qi Gong Body along the way.

"Snapped!"

  Fei Yinghuan threw the brush away, called the servants on the ship, first washed his face and cleared his mind, and then shaved off the excess stubble in front of the mirror.

   Not long after, Zhao Han knocked on the door and entered: "Why are you calling me, Master?"

  Fei Yinghuan pointed to the monuments all over the floor: "Put away all my copybooks."

  Zhao Han had no choice but to bend down to pack the copybooks.

  Fei Yinghuan stood with his hands behind his back, and asked abruptly, "Which clan do you come from?"

  Zhao Han replied: "It's just an ordinary Confucian family. I heard that someone in my ancestors was a magistrate."

"Impossible," Fei Yinghuan said very firmly, "The typeface created by your father draws on the strengths of many families and absorbs the essence of famous masters of the past. There must be a large number of famous posts for him to learn from. This typeface seems simple, but it is all-encompassing. An ordinary Confucian household doesn’t have that foundation to create!”

  Zhao Han doesn't have much research on calligraphy, so he can only fool around at this moment: "My father travels all year round, and no one knows where he is."

  Fei Yinghuan actually believed it, and stopped asking about the details, and reminded: "Your father's handwriting is unique. Beginners should not get in touch with it too much, otherwise calligraphy will inevitably go evil."

   "The young master taught you well." Zhao Han accepted it humbly.

   "Go, I'll be alone." Fei Yinghuan waved his hand.

  Zhao Han packed up all kinds of copybooks, bowed out of the room, and closed the cabin door smoothly.

  Fei Yinghuan took up a pen and wrote down a few more words, looked left and right, feeling depressed, showing some signs of madness.

  Qi Gong's calligraphy has particularly poor strokes, particularly positive fonts, and a particularly stable structure.

  Fei Yinghuan has studied for several days, and he has already been misled. He didn't learn the advantages of the font structure, and the strokes became worse and worse.

  It's like a master of martial arts who accidentally gets a strange secret book, but after practicing it leads to disorder of the meridians.

   If you can't learn, if you can't learn, you will be useless!

  Fei Yinghuan calmed down, and took out a famous inscription, like a child just learning calligraphy, carefully copying it, trying to completely erase the influence of Qigong style.

   After copying for a while, Fei Yinghuan picked up the discarded Qi Gong body again.

   Repeated comparison, careful tasting, thoughtful.

   I don’t need to learn its shape, but only need to understand its meaning, and I can become a family of my own!

  …

   Zhao Han didn't know that the words he wrote made Fei Yinghuan undergo a calligraphic transformation.

  He was standing on the deck at the moment, looking at the situation on both sides of the canal.

  The north and south of Jingzhou are like two worlds.

  Going all the way by boat, the scenery is getting greener and greener, as if returning to the world from hell.

  This year's drought is mainly concentrated in two provinces.

   One is Northern Zhili, the other is Shaanxi, and Shandong is only slightly affected.

   What's more frightening is that at least it's raining in Beizhili. As for Shaanxi, there has been a drought from the year before last to the present, during which there were only a few partial rainfalls. A man named Gao Yingxiang has already started a riot, calling himself "Chuangwang".

   Facing such a severe disaster and the rising peasant army, only a few local officials are struggling to deal with it. As for the central court, not only did they not allocate funds for disaster relief, but they even imposed additional salaries on the people of Shaanxi!

   "Is this your weapon?"

  Wei Jianxiong's voice came from behind him, this guy was still carrying a wrought iron rod, and still holding Zhao Han's spear in his hand.

  Zhao Han cupped his fists and said, "Exactly."

   "Then," Wei Jianxiong threw the spear over and said with a smile, "There is nothing left and right, let's make gestures."

  Zhao Han caught the spear in his hands, and put on a "ready to fight" posture. But the difference between a spear and a rifle is huge, and the bayonet technique has to change accordingly. He holds the middle end of the spear with one hand, and the other hand is relatively back, standing with his legs slightly in a half lunge.

   Wei Jianxiong stood empty-handed, Da Lala said: "Come on."

  Zhao Han concentrated and held his breath, suddenly leaned forward, and pierced the opponent's waist with a thrust.

  Wei Jianxiong stepped back to dodge, and at the same time leaned over to grab the spear. Zhao Han quickly withdrew his strength and took advantage of the situation to swing the spear upwards.

   Very exciting challenge, but it is a pity to meet Lian Jiazi.

  While dodging, Wei Jianxiong grabbed the front of the spear and pulled Zhao Han along with the spear.

   "Uncle Wei is superb in martial arts, I admire you so much." After Zhao Han stood still, he admitted defeat very simply.

  Wei Jianxiong commented: "Your move has the shadow of a big spear, but the strength is too deadly, and the change of move is quite stiff. Didn't your spear master teach you even the sliding stab?"

  Of course Zhao Han knows how to slide stabs, but the sliding stabs of bayonet technique and the slide stabs of big spear technique are completely two concepts.

  The bayonet technique of the People's Liberation Army combines the advantages of Chinese stabbing (National Army), Japanese stabbing (Japan), and Soviet stabbing (Soviet Union), and some techniques of traditional spear techniques are added.

  However, a rifle is a hot weapon after all, and it is very different from a spear or a spear.

  If the method of inserting and sliding of big guns is applied directly to the rifle, the rifle will probably be thrown out, and the center of gravity of the weapon cannot be controlled at all.

  If the rifle wants to slide and stab, the whole body has to move accordingly, which is very difficult to fight against traditional cold weapons.

  Zhao Han said: "These moves are all my own brainstorming."

  Wei Jianxiong shook his head and said: "It's not all nonsense. Your provocation just now was not bad. If I dodge slowly, I will surely see blood."

   "It's just playing tricks." Zhao Han said modestly.

  Wei Jianxiong criticized again: "Your stabbing, although your moves are quick and tricky, but the way you use your force is completely wrong."

   It's not that Zhao Han's force technique is wrong, but that there is something wrong with the weapon in his hand, he should be replaced with a bayonet-mounted rifle...

  Zhao Han took advantage of the situation and knelt down on one knee, cupped his hands and said, "Uncle Wei, please enlighten me!"

  Wei Jianxiong is probably too busy to panic, he can't do anything in the cabin for many days. He stood up straight and said, "Look at how I do it, just teach it a few times, don't blame me if you're too stupid to learn."

  Zhao Han hurriedly observed carefully.

Wei Jianxiong opened his mouth and pointed out: "Spears are different from spears. Spears are hard. They are mainly stabs. They are not flexible enough to change moves. If you have a chance, you can change to spear skills. First, strength is the most important thing. The strength of the legs is the most important, followed by the strength of the waist, and the strength of the arms You swing your spear thousands of times a day. If you have enough understanding, you can figure out the number of ways. From leg strength, waist strength to arm strength, all forces work together, and you can send and receive as you like. I only teach you the basic methods of holding a spear and making moves, and the rest You experience it slowly."

   This is enough, the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.

  Wei Jianxiong stood up straight, then stepped forward, stabbed a spear slowly, and asked, "Did you see clearly?"

   "I see clearly." Zhao Han replied.

  Wei Jianxiong said: "I stab a thousand times a day, and I will learn how to use force by myself. I will teach you the next move in two months."

   Damn, what's the difference between this and a bayonet thrust?

   Well, there is a difference when you taste it carefully. The range of body movement is not so large, which is determined by the difference in weapon characteristics.

  Zhao Han held the spear, stood on the deck and stabbed repeatedly, thinking carefully every time he stabbed.

   At some point, Fei Yinghuan also came to the deck and stood silently watching.

  Wei Jianxiong invited credit and said: "Young master, this kid has a good understanding and is a good material for martial arts."

  Fei Yinghuan looked gloomy, and said angrily, "I still expect him to take the imperial examination."

  Wei Jianxiong smiled: "Didn't Duke Qu of the Tang Dynasty also be an all-rounder in civil and military affairs? Reading and practicing martial arts will not delay."

   "Can this son be compared with Tang Qugong?" Fei Yinghuan shook his head.

   Tang Qugong, namely Fei Yaonian, was Fei Yinghuan's uncle and the last famous official of the Fei family in Qianshan.

  Wei Jianxiong touched his nose and muttered: "Whatever, let's practice first."

  Fei Yinghuan walked to the bow of the boat, stood with his hands behind his back, and remained silent for a long time, not sure if he was posing or he was really thinking about something.

   Oncoming are countless tank boats on the canal, and the army and tank boats stretch for several miles.

  Wang Yongshi seeks benevolence and wins benevolence, and finally ushers in the end of dismissal.

  The gentry in Jinghai County ran and shouted, and went to the censor to file a complaint, and the prefect of Hejian also impeached him.

   It happened that this batch of tank boats passed by Jinghai County and got in touch with the patrol censor, and accidentally capsized two of them. Moreover, the responsibility for the overturning of the ship was shifted to Jinghai officials, and the loss of grain was required to be shared equally by the people of Jinghai.

  Wang Yongshi sternly refused, expressing that he would not take the blame.

  Xuncao Yushi, Xunyan Yushi, and Hejian Zhifu jointly impeached Shangshu, and Wang Yongshi was finally dismissed.

  When leaving office, the people of Jinghai lay across the official road, preventing Wang Yongshi's car from advancing.

  However, what can the people do for what they want?

  A good official does not last long.

   (Recommend a friend's book: "Handbook of Conquering Another World", the world of Xianxia is popular all over the country, and a bus group passes through it.)

  (end of this chapter)