Zhang Xu smiled and said: "Of course it's General Pei's swordsmanship. This dance is called "General Pei's Full House", and it is derived from General Pei's swordsmanship."
People in the Tang Dynasty were fond of martial arts, and the Pei family's swordsmanship was not a secret that was not passed down. Many people at that time practiced it. Li Bai even had Pei Min personally teach him the swordsmanship, so Jiang Shuo had seen it. Although Aunt Gongsun wields the Pei Family Sword, she uses two swords in her hands, making two moves with one swing. Although the Pei Family Sword only has twenty-eight ways, there are thousands of variations when combined with one move from each hand. Therefore, Aunt Gongsun There is no repetition in the hundreds of moves she performs with the sword. Moreover, her steps are light and she flies around the hall. The two swords fly like lightning, which makes people feel dizzy.
Jiang Shuo has practiced the Shenshu Sword, which is the master secret of sword control among the Qi Sects in the world. Although its moves are extremely simple, after learning the Shenshu Sword, he can master all the sword techniques in the world. Jiang Shuo looked at this for a while. , knowing the greatness of Gongsun's swordsmanship, she said to Zhang Xu: "From my perspective, Auntie Gongsun's swordsmanship seems to be fast but is actually slow, and seems to be simple but is actually complicated."
Zhang Xu kept his eyes on Aunt Gongsun, but said to Jiang Shuo, "Oh, please tell me in detail later."
Jiang Shuo said: "I have seen General Pei wielding a sword in a dignified way. The lady's sword looks like it's flying. It's not as good as General Pei's sword style. In fact, she doesn't use every move completely. If you only use half a move, it is twice as fast. If you only use three points, it is three times as fast. Therefore, it is said to be "seemingly fast but actually slow." However, if the half move or three point move is not used correctly, the sword There is no difference between the scattered moves and the flurry. The aunt's dance seems to have omitted some of the moves, but the charm of the sword moves that are not used is still there. Seeing the moves from where there are no moves is actually more difficult than using all the moves. Therefore, It is said that it is 'seemingly simple but actually complex', which seems to have no rules, but in fact it does not follow the rules."
Zhang Xu nodded and said: "Yes, you are very insightful in retrospect. The same is true for the brushwork I learned from the aunt's sword dance. It may seem like a rough draft, but in fact it contains all the techniques of regular script and seal script, and the forms are connected. As for the meaning, the meaning of each word is still retained in the body of the book just like the aunt's sword moves."
Although Zhang Xu felt that it was not easy for Jiang Shuo to have such knowledge at such a young age, he had already realized this thirty years ago, so he didn't think it was strange. He answered casually, but his eyes never left Aunt Gongsun.
Jiang Shuo continued: "Of course I don't understand the art of cursive writing as well as Zhang Changshi. I can only talk about it in terms of martial arts. But I'm thinking about why the aunt dances with the sword better than other ladies. These people are all her disciples. I understand." Naturally, the aunt told them the truth, but why didn't she get the true message?"
Zhang Xu said: "Well, that makes sense, so what do you think the reason is? Tell me quickly, tell me quickly..."
Jiang Shuo said: "The sword moves in the sword manual should be connected by using all the moves, but the aunt does not use all the moves in the sword dance, but her sword intention is still continuous. This skill cannot be achieved by relying on 'what can make perfect'" , it relies on Qi. The Shenshu Sword Manual I learned said, "Using force to control the sword, the external performance is tens of thousands, but the spirit is not as good as one, even though there are tens of thousands, it cannot win. The sword is controlled by Qi, and the internal performance is tens of millions, and the external performance is tens of millions." "If you let go of one thing, even if you see one thing, you will never be able to defeat it.' This is the advantage of using Qi to control the sword."
Zhang Xu couldn't help but fell into deep thought after hearing this, and nodded silently: "Keep talking, keep talking..."
Jiang Shuo continued: "I watched the eldest lady dance the sword. Different from the two young ladies before me, the second lady had to practice the flying sword according to the fixed routine. There should be no deviation in the step and the shot. Otherwise, her hands and feet would be broken in the worst case. He died on the spot. It seems that there is no fixed formula for the aunt's sword dance, but it depends on where the heart goes, how it comes from outside, where the anger goes, and the moves are self-made. This way, there is no trick to win, but there is a trick, but it is not a step-by-step, diligent study. You can learn it by practicing hard.”
Zhang Xu realized something in his heart and said quietly: "However, the theory that the human body has energy is too mysterious..."
Jiang Shuo asked: "What's wrong with this?" He stretched out his right hand to hold Zhang Xu's right wrist, and injected internal energy from his Laogong and Shaofu acupoints. Each of these two acupoints connected the heart meridian and envelope. Zhang Xu was suddenly shocked. Said: "Wonderful, wonderful!"
Jiang Shuo pressed his left hand on the Lingtai acupoint of the Du Vein on Zhang Xu's back, and injected internal energy into the Du Vein. Zhang Xu had never practiced internal energy before, and when this internal energy entered his body, it was like a stream of clear water that opened a door that had been sealed for decades. It rushed all the way down, entered the Ren Vessel, and then traced back up from the Ren Vessel. It was like a sweet spring rising up and breaking through layers of rock barriers. It surged upwards, went straight to the Baihui above his head, and then reentered the Du Vein. In an instant, a small flow of blood flowed through his body. Sunday.
At this time, Aunt Gongsun had finished her sword dance. There was thunderous applause from upstairs, and countless flowers and colorful silks were thrown into the hall, almost covering the ground. However, Zhang Xu was completely unaware, only feeling that the three Dantians in his body were spinning like flying, and the divine palace was Clear and clear, things that had not been solved for many years suddenly became clear. He suddenly stood up and shouted: "Get a pen and paper quickly!"
Zhang Xu acted in an idiosyncratic way, and everyone was already accustomed to seeing him behave like this. Li Guinian laughed and said, "Zhang is going crazy again."
The boy hurriedly got pens, inks, paper and inkstones, but they were rough paper and loose pens used by the accounting office. An Qingzong stepped forward and kicked the boy, saying: "You bastard, how can Zhang Changshi use such a low-grade thing? Come on!" Present five-color paper with a purple-haired chicken-spacing pen." The girl behind him, Li Zhuer, immediately presented a stack of paper and a brush. The paper was smooth and delicate, dyed with green, red, white, black, The five colors of yellow are indeed a famous thing created by Anguo Temple. The pen is made of Xiangfei bamboo with a nib made of rabbit hair and purple hair. The rabbit hair is wrapped with paper and covered with sheep hair to increase the amount of ink. This kind of pen is called a chicken-gait pen, which is a famous specialty of Xuanzhou.
Zhang Xu laid out the five-color paper on the case, but threw the chicken pen aside and said: "It's too hard, too hard, and it's unusable!" He untied his bun and held on to the few strands he had left. For my hair, I soaked my hair directly in the ink, lifted it up, held the wet hair in my hand, shook off some of the ink, and started sketching on the five-color paper.
When he got excited, he casually wrote a poem called "Buxu Ci" written by Yu Xin of the Southern Dynasties:
In the east, there is a nine-zhi cover, and in the north, there is a five-cloud chariot.
Floating into the reverse scene, disappearing into the haze.
Jade slides under the spring spring, and blue birds fly toward the golden flower.
The Emperor of Han looked at the peach stones, and the Marquis of Qi asked about the thorn flowers.
You should go to Yuanjiu and visit the Cai family together.
After writing this poem, he crossed the first piece of yellow paper and wrote three more lines on the blue paper. Zhang Xu didn't take it seriously at all, and then wrote another poem "" "Buxu Ci", this time he finished writing but moved to the white paper again. The more he wrote, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but scream loudly. With continuous strokes in his hand, he wrote Xie Lingyun's "Prince Jin Zan" and "Four and Five" "Youth Praise".
Zhang Xu's handwriting became sparser and wider as he wrote, and only four lines were written on the last piece of paper. Looking at the four chapters of the poem, the poems are written in one go. The strokes throughout the text are full and there is no weak or slippery strokes. The writing has ups and downs, like a tiger lying down, rising like a dragon dancing, sudden like a mountain, frustrated like a spring, full of paper like clouds and smoke, and changes like ghosts and gods, unpredictable.
Zhang Xu casually threw back his ink-stained hair, and regardless of the black ink covering his body and hands, he clapped his hands and laughed, "It's done, it's done! My book is now a saint..." Zhang Xu claimed to be Zhang Xu Crazy, you actually claim to be a saint today, you are really crazy to the extreme!
Anqingzong praised: "Zhang Changshi's writing is like a dragon and a snake, firm and round, and vigorous. He is well-deserved for his reputation as a grass sage. I wonder if these copybooks can be given to Qingzong. I really love them and would like to give them to him with thousands of pieces of silk. A long history.”
Although the piece of paper written by Zhang Xu was worth a hundred gold, the thousand pieces of silk were worth 200,000 gold. Zhang Xu could only pay 30,000 gold in the year, which was really a lot.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xu waved his hands and said, "What do I need so many silk ribbons for? Why don't I give you some paper? Now that I've finished my book, are you afraid that I won't be able to write it out in the future? I'll just give these posts to you."
Anqingzong was overjoyed and thanked Zhang Xu profusely. He ordered Li Zhuer to carefully put away the pile of calligraphy. The people around him stared at it. This was a priceless treasure. Not to mention that Zhang Xu said it was a gift to him. Even if you really collect a thousand pieces of silk, you will still make a profit. Although Zhang Xu said he could still write, he was known as Zhang Xian. When he was drunk, he often had miraculous ideas when writing books, but when he sobered up, he could not write again.
Jiang Shuo thought to himself that An Qingzong was completely different from his younger brother An Qingxu. He had been hanging around Li Guinian and Zhang Xu before, and even thought he had some conspiracy. He is just close to Le Sheng and Cao Sheng. If his purpose is to win over the courtiers, he should please a relative like Wei Jian. Although Li Guinian and Zhang Xu are famous, they are not princes and important ministers. To win over them to rebel against An Lushan Not much help.
Zhang Xu said: "In the past, Zhang Digguan was responsible for fighting for the Tao and got his form, and he got his rhyme by watching Gongsun's sword dance. Today, he helps Xu get his Qi by observing the inner view. He gets all three of shape, rhyme, and Qi." , The book of Xu can be said to have attained enlightenment and become a saint..."
After hearing this, everyone congratulated together, and some even danced to congratulate him. When they saw Zhang Xu, he leaned back and lay down on the couch, and he immediately heard the sound of snoring. He had drunk a lot of wine today, and just now he seemed to have used up all his strength to paint the ink, which was no less than a battle between martial arts masters. At this moment, his thirty-year wish was fulfilled, and when he was satisfied, he felt Exhausted, he fell asleep.
Li Guinian laughed loudly and said: "What a crazy person, he just fell asleep when he said it."
Aunt Gongsun also smiled and said: "Hurry up and serve the soup, let Zhang Changshi sober up." At this time, the swallow drink was almost over, and the maids served "Shengjin Duck Flower Soup Cake" and "Chan'er Soup" one by one. Meat and meat soup.
Zhang Xu was already snoring loudly while he was talking. Jiang Shuo also looked at it with great interest and felt that it was a pleasure to meet such a generous and arrogant person like Zhang Xu. He suddenly thought that Xiang'er would find it funny to see Zhang Xu like this. He turned back to look for Xiang'er, but he didn't see her, and Xie Yanchang and Lu Yuxuan were not there either.
Jiang Shuo only said that Xiang'er thought Yanyin was noisy and went to play elsewhere, but he reprimanded him carefully upstairs and found that the three of them were indeed not there. He went downstairs again and saw that someone was walking around at night holding a candle, reciting poems and writing poems. Naturally, there was no Xiang'er in such an elegant place. Jiang Shuo felt a little anxious and began to look for him from house to house. He came and went like the wind. He would often slam the door and leave before the people in the house noticed that someone had entered. There were people singing and feasting in the house, and some having fun with prostitutes, but there was no Xiang'er. Within a moment, Jiang Shuo searched every corner of Yunshao Courtyard, but there was no trace of Xiang'er and the other three?
