Video Martial Arts: Top Ten Masters at the Beginning

Murong Fu said sternly: "Brother's words are wrong, as the so-called tall buildings rise from the ground, the glory can only be relied on by oneself. A man lives between heaven and earth, how can he live under others for a long time?"

"'Brother, find me a house, so I can have a place to stay."

Seeing that Murong Fu had decided to go, Ximen Qing didn't want to stay any longer.

He called a few of his cronies, Earl Ying, Bai Laiguang and others were all shabby households in Qinghe County, and they knew all the gossip in Qinghe County, big and small.

Hearing that Murong Fu is a wealthy businessman from the south of the Yangtze River, everyone's eyes shine.

Earl Ying said: "It just so happens that the family next door to Mr. Ximen is about to move to Yanggu County next door, and his house is about to be sold."

"So that Mr. Yan knows that his house is Wujin's courtyard, which is only a little smaller than my brother Ximen's house. It's two taels of money, hehe——"

He didn't finish his words, but everyone present understood that the most important thing in business is to see if the money is enough.

Murong Fu was not afraid of revealing his wealth, he said with a smile: "Brother Ying just go talk, if you can lower the price, I will give you extra benefits!"

When Earl Ying heard this, he immediately smiled.

Bai Laiguang on the side is very envious, but unfortunately he only knows how to eat and drink, but he is not very good at business and talkative. He can't do such a thing of negotiating with others.

Bai Laiguang rolled his eyes: "Brother Yan, you bought such a big house, you must need some maids and maids. I know the local prostitutes well, so I can buy some good ones at a low price."

In the Song Dynasty, people were bought and sold in an officially licensed market, where women, servants, and the like could be sold openly.

It was the end of the Northern Song Dynasty. Under the annexation of land, many poor peasants often sold their sons and daughters, and sometimes even sold their wives.

The great writer Su Dongpo, because his friend took a fancy to his maid, he exchanged this maid for a horse of his friend. The maid had a strong temper and chose to commit suicide.

In the eyes of dignitaries, trafficked people are not human beings at all, but commodities like chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs.

Murong Fu said: "I don't need too many people in my house, I just need to buy two servants who cook and do laundry. As for the servants, I don't need them for the time being."

In the south of the Yangtze River, it is rare to buy and sell people. The people there can live a decent life, the land is fertile, and they can take care of each other even in times of disaster.

But the further north you go, the more and more cases of selling children and selling daughters. At first, it was shocking, but after seeing a lot, it became numb.

Sometimes, people can't survive, and it is a kind of luck if they can be sold to a kind-hearted family.

Murong Fu took out 20 taels of silver from his bosom, called Bao BuTong and said, "Brother Bao, you accompany this Brother Bai to buy two maidservants, we are going to settle down in Qinghe County today."

Bao BuTong didn't take the money, he patted his pocket and said, "Don't worry, my lord, I still have some silver here."

Murong Fu said: "You can't let Brother Bai go for nothing, he is Brother Ximen's sworn brother, you keep the 20 taels of silver, if there is any leftover, it will be Brother Bai's hard-earned money."

Bai Laiguang took the money, thanked Bao Budong and left.

Ximen Qing praised: "After all, it's from a big family, so it's a big deal!"

"Come on, come on, my brother has done a bad job these days, so I have to buy wine for brother Yan to apologize for whatever I say today!"

He shouted at Dai'an who was standing outside the door: "Let Yueniang arrange the back kitchen to cook two good dishes, and I want to have a good drink with brother Yan!"

Murong Fu wanted to refuse, but Ximen Qing deliberately lowered his face and said: "Brother, if you think highly of me, please show me face, our two families will be neighbors in the future, this drink will be treated as my brother's celebration of setting up a family in Qinghe! "

Murong Fu thought that he would use this Ximen Qing to drill camp in the future, so he agreed.

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

real world--

Ye Qingyang sat in front of the computer desk and stretched. There are too many unreasonable factors in the world of martial arts.

In the past, when Ye Qingyang watched TV dramas, movies, and martial arts novels, he always felt that these martial arts heroes were all majestic and magnificent.

Why 18 years later, Lao Tzu is a hero again.

A bowl-sized scar fell off his head.

When you arrive at a restaurant or tavern, you just throw it on the table, either gold ingots or silver ingots, as well as tens of thousands of taels of silver bills like Wei Xiaobao!
But Ye Qingyang was very curious, where did these local tyrants and martial arts come from?
The journey of martial arts is a small path, you can go high and high, but you can't escape the siege and interception of Jin Yiwei and the six doors.

You have profound internal strength and are invincible to a hundred people, and the officers and soldiers in a county can chop you into meat paste.

Recently, Ye Qingyang has been paying attention to Murong Fu in this Tianlong world. After breaking away from the world of martial arts, he began to devote himself to the arduous work of rebellion, and countless practical problems came to his face.

Empty talk harms the country, and hard work rejuvenates the country!
Murong Fu has gradually integrated into the real life of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Ye Qingyang gradually understood some truths by watching the lives of the people in these inventory videos.

The fist is the last word, but not all the truth.

Many things in life cannot be solved by brute force. It is like a mess, a knot of wool.

You need to be patient, peel off the cocoons, and slowly unravel the confusion and difficulties in life.

No matter how sharp the blade is, it will have a day of curling.

Doesn't this also coincide with the truth in martial arts that rigidity cannot last long and softness cannot be defended?

"What are you thinking? So obsessed?"

Liu Shuyun opened the door and walked in. Before she arrived, a scent of shower gel mixed with shampoo came to her nostrils.

Ye Qingyang woke up from his contemplation, turned around, and saw Liu Shuyun leaning against the door of the study.

It has the beauty of Luohuaren's independence and swifts flying in the frost.

Ye Qingyang's index finger moved wildly when he saw it, and he wanted to hug him when he walked over.

Liu Shuyun hurriedly leaned against his chest and said, "Oh, my hair is not dry yet, come here and blow dry my hair."

Ye Qingyang gladly accepted the order and came to the bathroom. He took the hair dryer and stood behind Liu Shuyun.

Through the bathroom mirror, Ye Qingyang looked at Liu Shuyun who was like a lotus after rain.

The hair was black and long, smooth and silky.There is no makeup on the white and tender melon seeds, but they have a style of their own.

Slim and coquettish.

Simple plain pajamas can't cover that thrilling figure at all.

Liu Shuyun closed her eyes slightly, leaning on Ye Qingyang's arms, her expression of happiness was beyond words.

"I have dreamed countless times that I am in such a big house, and there is a man who loves me and I love, who will accompany me and blow my hair. Unexpectedly, the dream has actually come into reality!"

Ye Qingyang smiled and said, "Your dream is really easy to come true."

Liu Shuyun opened her eyes and said resentfully: "No way, a woman's dream sounds very simple, but it is often even more difficult to actually practice it."

"Just like many girls on the Internet say that they want to find a boy who is close to their eyes, in fact, this standard is very high!"

Ye Qingyang was a little puzzled, how high is the standard of closing eyes?
Liu Shuyun explained: "First of all, you have to be tall and good-looking. There are strict standards for work, family, career, and hobbies, otherwise you will not be eye-catching!"

Ye Qingyang was dumbfounded.

Liu Shuyun continued: "This is only a superficial condition. In fact, girls still have many standards for choosing a spouse, such as two brothers not marrying, single-parent families not marrying, children not marrying, and not buying a house for their younger brother. Don’t marry, don’t marry if you live with your parents, don’t marry if you don’t live with your own parents—”

Ye Qingyang interrupted her babbling, and asked: "I understand that those who live with their parents don't marry, but what does the last sentence mean?"

Liu Shuyun explained: "It means you can't live with the man's parents after marriage, you must live with the woman's parents."

Ye Qingyang is stupid again!

"Are girls so realistic now? The most important thing is that there is a serious double standard. Is there anyone who wants this kind of woman?"

Liu Shuyun smiled and said: "So, now many women are left, and they have become the so-called old leftover women in people's mouth."

Ye Qingyang put down the hair dryer, put his hands around her willow waist: "What about you, what criteria do you have for choosing a mate?"

Liu Shuyun raised her head and smiled, "When I meet you, I have no standards."

There is no love story more touching than this. The two people's cheeks got closer and closer, and finally they had a more in-depth communication.

At six o'clock the next morning, Ye Qingyang opened his eyes on time.

During this period of time, he has developed a good habit of going to bed late and getting up early.

Glancing at Liu Shuyun beside her, there were still some tears on her face.

Ye Qingyang, who just entered the battlefield, showed the demeanor of an excellent military general.

From the beginning of the first glimpse, he gradually grasped the initiative on the battlefield. In the end of the battle, Liu Shuyun was killed even more, throwing away his helmet and armor, and fled in embarrassment.

It's a pity that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high. Liu Shuyun still did not escape Ye Qingyang's Wuzhi Mountain.

I can only wash my face with tears and hold high the card of avoiding the battle.

In the end, Ye Qingyang was barely satisfied with the combination of hand and mouth.

He gently kissed Liu Shuyun's cheek. Liu Shuyun was overworked and did not open her eyes, but wrinkled her nose.

Ye Qingyang put on his clothes on tiptoe and went downstairs.

Dawn has not yet come, and a full moon is crumbling.

Ye Qingyang trotted all the way to the park where he often exercises.

Ye Qingyang's spirit was lifted by the cold wind blowing in his face!
Although it was not yet dawn, several old men and women had already appeared in the park.

They hit trees, hit trees, hanged themselves, and it was quite lively.

In the distance, a thin man in black was also exercising.

It's just that his eyes looked at Ye Qingyang vaguely.

Ye Qingyang was practicing lingbo microsteps, when he suddenly felt something, when he looked back, there was no one there.

"Strange, did I feel wrong?"

Since getting kung fu, Ye Qingyang's five senses have been greatly enhanced. He can easily hear whispered conversations [-] meters away, and can also see small objects hundreds of meters away like a high-definition camera.

This is all due to internal force, the control over one's own body.