There were tears in Xiaopang's eyes, but the child was very strong and refused to cry. Qi Feihong looked at it and suddenly felt unbearable. He also suddenly remembered the five years he had practiced alone in the mountains. He was quite touched, stretched out his hand to hold Xiaopang's hand, and whispered: "Brother will be your friend from now on."
Xiaopang sat up hard, not caring that he was still weak, and said loudly: "Great, I finally have a friend..."
Qi Feihong smiled, picked up Xiaopang as if holding his own brother, and said with a happy smile: "Don't think about other people's nonsense in the future, be happy every day, and don't wrong yourself."
Xiaopang said in Qi Feihong's arms: "Okay, I will listen to you, brother."
Qi Feihong smiled and talked to Xiaopang, comforting him, and by the way, he also learned some things about this era from Xiaopang. After all, he was born three or four hundred years later and was not familiar with the Ming Dynasty. He also had little reading and didn't know much about history. He needed to learn more about this era from Xiaopang and the others.
Xiaopang is six years old this year, perhaps because people in ancient times were relatively shorter and looked like they were only four or five years old. He has been practicing the plum blossom pile for a year, but because he is still young and does not have a good master, he is currently only practicing the horse stance on the plum blossom pile, which is regarded as practicing basic skills.
Plum Blossom Stake was developed in the late Ming Dynasty. It is also called Plum Blossom Boxing, or Plum Blossom Boxing for short. It is a boxing technique practiced while standing on a stake. It is also often used as a basic skill for martial arts practitioners. According to Xiaopang, Plum Blossom Boxing is a family inheritance, and most people will not teach Plum Blossom Boxing to people outside the family. His father practiced Plum Blossom Boxing, so he passed it on to Xiaopang, which is regarded as a family martial art.
Martial arts is not about cultivating immortals. The methods of cultivation are completely different, but it also requires a solid foundation. It is precisely because of this that Xiaopang is now practicing the basic skills of plum blossom boxing, the horse stance on the plum blossom pile, and practicing the stability of the lower body.
Xiaopang really wanted to practice Plum Blossom Boxing to a very high level. He wanted to prove himself and dispel other people's bad opinions about him. So he was willing to persevere and attack until he collapsed and almost had an accident. Xia Pang said that even without the supervision of his sister, he would persevere.
Qi Feihong's heart moved. He held Xiaopang's hand and probed Xiaopang's wrist veins, quietly checking Xiaopang's qualifications. Qi Feihong is an immortal cultivator, and he intends to teach Fatty the techniques of immortality cultivation so that Fatty can become stronger. He wanted to repay Xiaopang's father for saving his life.
After a while, Qi Feihong couldn't help but shook his head secretly. Xiaopang's qualifications are not suitable for cultivating immortals. His body's meridians are blocked, his energy and blood are insufficient, and he is innately unable to cultivate immortals. And in Qi Feihong's view, Xiaopang is not suitable for practicing martial arts. If the meridians are blocked, even if you practice and then attack, it will be difficult to achieve anything. Of course, Xiaopang can still do it by taking time off to practice and keep fit.
Qi Feihong couldn't tell Xiaopang about this matter. If there was a chance in the future, he would explain it to Xiaopang's father, so as not to delay Xiaopang's life.
In this era, learning martial arts is indeed a way out, but it is not the only one. There are 360 professions, and if you choose the right one, you can achieve success in any of them.
"It's time to eat." Wang Ziyan cooked very quickly. In less than ten minutes, she brought out two steaming bowls of millet porridge, plus two bowl-sized steamed buns. It seems that the millet porridge has been cooked on the stove for a long time, and the steamed buns may have been steamed in advance, otherwise it would not have been so fast.
Qi Feihong suddenly felt very hungry. He let go of Xiaopang, took the millet porridge and steamed buns, gave Xiaopang a portion first, and then ate it himself. He was indeed hungry. He felt like there was nothing in his stomach and wanted to eat a cow in one sitting. He had felt this kind of hunger not long ago, and it was even more obvious this time.
When Wang Ziyan saw Qi Feihong eating, she couldn't help but laugh: "Master, eat slowly, there is still a lot, I will get it right away." She was not as shy as Qi Feihong imagined, and it seemed that ancient women were not either Each one is exactly as described in the novel. When seeing a stranger, they blush and their heart beats, unable to avoid them.
When Wang Ziyan said this, Qi Feihong had already eaten the big steamed bun and finished his bowl of millet porridge. He felt that he was not full at all, not even a tenth of it, so when Wang Ziyan said there was still more, he had already said repeatedly: "Okay, bring more, I'm... so hungry."
Wang Ziyan smiled and went to get the steamed buns and millet porridge. Xiaopang handed the millet porridge to Qi Feihong: "Brother, you can eat it first. Sister will bring it over in a moment."
Qi Feihong smiled sheepishly: "Little Fatty, you eat, I'll wait for a while."
Xiaopang smiled and said vaguely while drinking porridge: "Brother, why did you faint in the back mountain of our Qijia Village? It is very dangerous there and there are often wolves. If father hadn't gone to the back mountain to give us My horse happened to meet you, my brother, while collecting herbs. I'm afraid that you have already been eaten by wolves."
Qi Feihong's heart moved and he asked: "Are there wolves in the back mountain?"
Xiaopang said: "The back mountain is a forbidden area in our Qijia Village. It is very dangerous. Generally speaking, no one will go in. My father has no choice but to go to the back mountain to collect medicine. Brother, what are you doing in the back mountain?"
Qi Feihong smiled and said: "I didn't know it was dangerous, so I broke in accidentally and fainted. Fortunately, I met your father, otherwise I would have been eaten by wolves."
"Master, please use it." Wang Ziyan came over with a large pottery plate with more than ten large steamed buns. She was also carrying a clay pot, which contained millet porridge. It looked like there were at least five or six bowls of it.
Qi Feihong was not polite and gulped down porridge and steamed buns. He ate five steamed buns in one go and drank three bowls of porridge before he felt full.
Xiaopang only ate one steamed bun and half a bowl of porridge, and then he kept staring at Qi Feihong as he ate and drank, dumbfounded. Wang Ziyan was also a little surprised. After all, Qi Feihong didn't seem to be the kind of person who could eat so much in one meal.
No matter how surprised the two siblings were, Qi Feihong smiled and said, "Thank you. I haven't eaten for several days. I'm really very hungry." He paused and said, "Is there anything I can help with at home? Bai Bai I feel bad for eating and drinking for free."
Wang Ziyan smiled slightly: "There is nothing to do. Young Master, please go back and have a rest and see if you can remember where you came from... After being out for so long, the Young Master's family must be very worried about the Young Master's safety."
Qi Feihong was silent for a moment and then asked: "Miss Wang, thank you for saving me. I have nothing to offer and nothing to repay, and I feel deeply uneasy. Just let me do something for you, and I should express my gratitude to you. A life-saving grace.”
Wang Ziyan glanced at Qi Feihong and lowered her head slightly: "If the young master can't remember where he comes from, don't leave our house. It's not peaceful outside, and officers and soldiers often catch spies during this time. In case the young master is regarded as a spy If he is captured, he may escape death and will never be able to return home in his lifetime."
Qi Feihong was stunned: "What do you mean by this?"
Wang Ziyan said: "Young master does not have the road guide issued by the government, nor does he have any tooth tags or anything like that. He will inevitably be arrested by the government after he goes out. Then he will be in trouble."
Qi Feihong thought of the ID card from the era he lived in, and immediately understood what Wang Ziyan meant: "Thank you, Miss Wang, for reminding me. This... may have been lost somewhere. I really don't have these things on me."
Wang Ziyan nodded slightly: "Then please don't leave here, sir, especially at night. There will be a curfew here. Anyone who goes out will be arrested by the government for questioning."
Qi Feihong didn't read much, but he knew a little bit about the history of the Ming Dynasty. He knew that this was the year when King Chuang Li Zicheng proclaimed himself emperor in Xi'an, with Li Jiqian as the Taizu, and the founding of the country was named "Dashun".
Historical records show that in February of this year, Li Zicheng established the Dashun Kingdom, and the seventeenth year of Chongzhen was regarded as the first year of Yongchang. In March of the same year, the Dashun army met under the walls of Beijing and prepared to attack the capital of the Ming Dynasty. On March 17, Li Zicheng personally commanded the army and began to attack the nine gates of Beijing. On the 19th, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, who was completely desperate, hanged himself in Meishan. Li Zicheng entered Beijing and declared the end of the Ming Dynasty regime.
