The ground is white, the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands.
Winter in the south of the Ming Empire is much colder than in the south in the 21st century. After all, there are not so many car exhausts and industrial emissions, the water is clear, and the sky is blue. Children’s smiles are also the most sincere.
When I woke up early in the morning, a layer of white cloth was covered on the roofs and roadsides in the distance and near. It was foggy and looked like a fairyland on earth.
Winter has really arrived in Songjiang Prefecture, and there are fewer pedestrians on the road. Only those workers who have to go to work early are stepping on the chirping snow, walking step by step towards survival.
Winter is the season when people are prone to laziness, and it is also the season when people are prone to gain weight. As a male protagonist, everyone still likes a healthy and thin male protagonist, and I guess everyone doesn’t like a chubby male protagonist, so Wang Bushi had to let him I got up by myself, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. Daily exercise is like breathing, which cannot be interrupted.
After putting on a thick cotton-padded jacket on the bed, Wang Busui went out. The first winter he experienced since time travel made Wang Busui very excited, like a naughty child, stepping on pictures one by one in front of his house.
It was just dawn, there were few customers, and many shops were not open yet. In this era, there were no great sanitation workers who would clear the snow in front of your door early, so Wang Busheng had a very hard journey. Fortunately, Because there were few people walking, the snow was still soft and not icy.
Jogging all the way, Wang BuSui's body also warmed up a lot, and his heavy breathing turned Wang BuSie's breath into bursts of water vapor.
The snow on the main road has already turned black after being crushed by cars, like a person who has had plastic surgery, which makes people always uncomfortable.
The most diligent people in this world are always the old people, because they go to bed late and get up early. No, when Wang Busheng arrived at the small park, there were many old people doing morning exercises there. Of course, you can think that these old people are afraid of death. After all, those who are able to get up in the morning to exercise are the elderly from wealthy families, who have no worries about food and clothing and have more than enough money. If they don’t have a stomachache, how can they have time to exercise in the morning to develop such an elegant habit? Although doing morning exercise in the morning is not expensive It's money, but it's not time-consuming. It's like an aunt doing square dancing in the 21st century. If it were placed in the Ming Empire, half of the people would starve to death.
"Wang is not dead, you are late again today." A voice came from afar,
"Haha, Mr. Qian, I'm still young, and I'm still growing up. Naturally, it's important to get more rest. Unlike you, who are so old, living one day at a time, spending all your time sleeping is a waste of life."
Wang Bu Shou couldn't help but joked when he saw Qian Lao steaming all over his body.
As long as he doesn't go to work, Mr. Qian insists on going to this small park to exercise almost every day, rain or shine. As people get older, if they want to live a few more years, they naturally have to exercise more. Only with a good body can they live longer. The king will not die. He often came to this small park to practice his boxing skills, and over time the two became friends. Of course, Wang Busheng did not have the shamelessness to become a brother of the opposite sex like Wu Shanchang, but instead called him Qian Lao. Regarding Mr. Qian, Wang Busheng didn't know what he did, and Wang Busheng didn't ask. After all, it was just a chance encounter, and there was no need to know that much. However, Wang Busheng guessed that he was either a retired court official or a wealthy local man with a huge family fortune. .
"Haha, you are still so venomous." Qian Lao smiled heartily and was not angry at all. After all, he still has the necessary self-cultivation after living so long.
"Hehe, how are you doing with Mr. Qian? How is your Tai Chi training going?"
"I practice every day, but I haven't understood many things yet," Mr. Qian said honestly.
When three people are together, there must be a teacher. It is impossible for an older person to know everything. There are still many things that he does not understand. For example, Mr. Qian may have a higher level of education, but he also knows little about martial arts. He is blind. Touching the elephant, nothing can be done. Sometimes I would ask Wang Busheng for advice.
"Mr. Qian, Tai Chi emphasizes being carefree and seeking nothing. There are no distracting thoughts in the mind. There is no struggle to win. The body and shape, hands and feet seem to be talking to the water and the wind. The stream passes by slowly, and the breeze hangs on your face. It’s like a girl’s shy kiss, without feeling at all.”.
Wang Busui slowly demonstrated some Tai Chi. Tai Chi can be said to be the essence of hundreds of schools of thought, with endless mysteries. It is also the treasure of our Han nation. Wang Busui has only scratched the surface of understanding, but has zero foundation in teaching martial arts. The money is still more than enough.
Mr. Qian listened attentively, his eyes kept watching Wang Busheng's movements, and his hands and feet were also making gestures. But okay, Mr. Qian couldn't understand what Wang Busheng said in the end. After all, he was already so old and had reached the age of flowering. You are at an age when you are looking for a girl for money and no one is willing to serve you. A hero dies in his twilight years. When his last teeth fall out and his head is covered with white hair, he will probably become annoying to others. Of course, there are exceptions, such as people who control the economic lifeline of a company.
"The best good is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting. It is what everyone hates. Therefore, it lives in a good place, has a good heart, is kind and benevolent, speaks good faith, and governs righteously and well. It is a good energy. When it is good, it is not special. I really can't do it without any selfish thoughts in my heart." Mr. Qian put down his hand and said with great helplessness.
"Mr. Qian, Confucianism emphasizes benevolence as the core, governing with virtue, self-restraint and propriety, teaching everyone according to their aptitude, and respecting the people and the king. But who can do it, even the most knowledgeable imperial eunuch in the Ming Empire? Even Hao Liande, the palm eunuch, can't do it. Even though her body is a little bit handicapped, you can guarantee that when she goes to bed at night, she's not hugging a doll and dreaming about beautiful women with big breasts and big butts without clothes."
Mr. Qian's jaw dropped in shock. Fortunately, Mr. Qian had not eaten in the morning, otherwise he would have vomited it out. He was so frightened that Hao Liande was not only a dead eunuch, but also the leader of the largest espionage organization in the Ming Empire. Mr. Qian was very worried if this happened. It reached Hao Liande's ears that the Ming Empire was likely to have another eunuch named Wang.
"The king is not dead, my father-in-law Hao Liande is still very open-minded, and he should not be able to do those dirty things," Mr. Qian explained to Hao Liande. After all, he is also a cultural person, and he and Hao Liande can be considered to be in the same circle.
After giving Bai Qianlao a blank look, Wang Bushu said angrily, "You are not the roundworm in his belly. You can know what he is thinking, or maybe Hao Liandelou is not hugging a rag doll, but Qian Laoyou." Wang Busi smiled evilly and gave Mr. Qian a meaningful look.
"Nonsense." Mr. Qian hurriedly denied that he was a serious and innocent family, who would have anything to do with that dead eunuch.
"As a student, I think you should only be responsible for listening." Wang Bushi kindly reminded him that after all, no teacher likes students who talk too much.
"Well, okay, I'm respecting the culture, not you." After closing his mouth, Mr. Qian began to listen carefully.
"If a few people are sick, if a few people are lustful, and have no desires or pursuits, then they are all people in the ideal world. How many people can do it, be as good as water, and be virtuous. If they can do it, they are all saints. Wang Yangming advocates the principle of simplicity. , We are simply practicing martial arts, without thinking or caring about our moves, breathing steadily, slowly stretching our arms and kicking our legs,"
"The great truth is simple, the unity of knowledge and action, I understand it, but I still haven't understood it after practicing for so long."
"The unity of knowledge and action allows you to do more and think less. Whatever you want to realize is nothing more than exercising and living a few more years. If you don't want to become a master and dominate the martial arts, just learn a superficial knowledge."
Seeking knowledge is a good habit, and you must get to the bottom of everything. Understanding the ins and outs is also a good habit, and it is also a good tradition that a nation and a country must have for progress. But if you have to ask why the child cannot be a man, How can Wang Busui explain why men do not have the right to have their periods and confinement? Moreover, Wang Bushui does not have the ability to teach such an old student to become a master.
"But,,"
"You're so old, don't do so many things. You'll die quickly if you waste your brain cells. Practice hard and practice however you want. Don't focus on movements or techniques. Just let yourself go."
"Oh" Mr. Qian nodded in agreement.
Wang Busui didn't get up so early just to recruit disciples. Wang Busui is a good and enterprising man. When he sees someone who is better than himself, he always hopes to surpass others through his own efforts and do better than him. She is stronger than him. For example, Leng Bingbing's force value is now significantly higher than his own. Wang Bushit is very confident. He may be knocked down by her within a hundred moves. Wang Bushit is not a chauvinistic person. The force value is He must be higher than his wife. After all, she is a person who has lived in the 21st century. Men have long since lost such a high status, so they are not cold opponents and Wang Budie doesn't care much. But through one thing, Wang Budie She feels that her force value must be higher than that of Leng Bingbing. Leng Bingbing said that she is not a casual person. She cannot be touched until she is married by a matchmaker, except of course when force is used.
He has three girlfriends who are as beautiful as flowers. Wang Busheng is very depressed. Zhang Jingjun is still young. For the sake of her health, Wang Busheng can’t bear to do anything. It is estimated that his little Junjun will not be so casual. Zhang Jinghui is mature, charming and kissable. I guess I can accept it, but I am definitely not willing to take it seriously. The British government cannot afford to lose this person if she gets pregnant out of wedlock. After all, the contraceptive methods in this era all rely on God's will. Then Leng Bingbing was the only one left. She had been following him for the longest time. Wang Bushit was confident that she would not refuse, but okay, she didn't refuse, but there were conditions. Wang Bushit had to be so strong that Leng Bingbing couldn't resist.
There is motivation only when there is pressure. Wang Bushit decided to improve and move up one rank in the world. It would be best to become the number one in the world.
Wang Busui practiced every move with great care, as if appreciating his girlfriend's body, not sparing every inch. Wang Busui's movements were wide open and flowing, just like a dancer dancing on the stage, beautiful It is like a painting, martial arts and dance are not separated, the dancers are only for appreciation, and the warriors are here to kill people. He punched the sycamore tree on the roadside. Of course, Wang Busheng did not hit it. After all, this is public property. If it is broken, you will have to pay for it. At a position of 0.01 centimeters from the trunk, Wang Bushit decisively exerted his strength. The last few sycamore leaves fell from the branches. This was considered the end of life, maybe another life. Start.
After one set of punches, Wang Bushui was sweating profusely, and the cotton-padded clothes on his body were soaked through.
Suddenly several dog barks came from not far away, followed by the screams of an old man. Wang Bu was shocked. Could it be that the relationship between humans and dogs was unresolved? Something happened that shocked countless viewers.
Wang Bushi couldn't help but turn his head and look around. Well, okay, he couldn't see anything. The place where the incident happened had already been surrounded by water. There were still some people coming, like an aunt who encountered a huge price reduction in the supermarket. , one runs faster than the other. Of course, this is all understandable. The love between humans and dogs is still considered sensational news. It is a once-in-a-century event. Furthermore, the development of the cultural undertakings of the Ming Empire is too slow. Although there are already televisions and computers, there are All kinds of celebrities, but after all, only the rich can afford those TVs and computers, and many programs are paid. Many people in the Ming Empire live below the poverty line, so how can they be willing to spend money? Enrich your spare time, moving ants and breeding wild dogs to breed the next generation is great, and it’s free.
By the time Wang Bushi rushed over, Wang Bushi could no longer squeeze in. Don't look at the aunts and uncles who usually stagger every step and die if they can't take a breath. Watching the excitement is like grabbing free toilet paper, and they are full of motivation. . It is estimated that if they go to the battlefield between the United States and Iraq, as long as they exert their seven powers, there will be no problem in winning the war.
Wang Bu Die was anxiously circling around the perimeter. After all, Wang Bu Die was looking forward to the drama between man and dog. I have no choice but to use my trump card.
Wang Busui opened his mouth and shouted, "Oh no, the city management is here."
"Well, okay, it doesn't work. After all, the urban management is just the nemesis of small businesses and hawkers, and watching the excitement should not be part of their job."
"Wow, whose money dropped?" Wang Bushu shouted again.
There was a reaction this time, and someone in the crowd shouted, "Gee, what age are you still using this trick?"
I have no choice but to use my trump card to kill them all. Wang Budie still doesn't dare. After all, he has to lose money, and the lives of these urban uncles and aunts are quite expensive, comparable to the price of three or five adult men in the countryside. , Wang Busui could only reluctantly take out dozens of copper coins from his arms, and he worked hard to watch the fun. After a brief hesitation, he threw them on the ground.
Finally, those spectators who were reluctant to look back saw the copper plate on the ground.
"Nima, you are really rich."
Passing the word to ten, everyone soon turned around and began to lie down on the ground to pick up coins regardless of appearance. They were old, had inconvenient hands and feet, and were dim-sighted, but they were not slow in picking up money.
"Oh, don't grab it, that money is mine."
"Don't rob, that money is mine, that's the money I paid for sex."
"Ouch, the stinky gangster dared to take the opportunity to touch my breasts."
"Ouch, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, I twisted my waist, help, help."
