Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

After sending Ji Zhen away, Yang Zhengshan practiced in the mansion for another two days.

The exchange with Ji Zhen brought him a lot of gains.

Although his cultivation did not improve directly, it gave him a different understanding and perception of martial arts.

In the main courtyard of the Marquis's mansion, Yang Zhengshan stood like a statue, and snowflakes fell all over the sky, like goose feathers, fluttering and gently falling on Yang Zhengshan's shoulders and head.

However, Yang Zhengshan closed his eyes and did not move, not paying attention to the snow on his head and shoulders getting thicker and thicker.

In the main room, Yu Qingyi sat by the stove making cotton clothes for Ming Zhao, and looked up at Yang Zhengshan outside the door from time to time.

Qingxia and Hongyun looked at Yang Zhengshan with curiosity, not understanding what Yang Zhengshan was doing.

As time passed, the snow on Yang Zhengshan's head grew a peak, but he still did not move.

"Madam, do you want to call the Marquis in?" Qingxia couldn't help it.

It's so cold, standing outside all the time is not a good idea!

Yu Qingyi shook her head slightly, "The Marquis is practicing, don't disturb him!"

"What is he practicing?" Qingxia was full of confusion.

Practice!

How can you practice like this?

Standing still?

Yu Qingyi didn't know what Yang Zhengshan was practicing, but Yang Zhengshan was not a child, so he had his reasons for doing it.

Yang Zhengshan was indeed practicing, he was just practicing the art of holding his breath.

This art of holding his breath was taught to him by Ji Zhen. It was not a profound technique, but it was very useful, especially for innate warriors. This art of holding his breath was a very practical technique.

The so-called art of holding his breath was to hold back one's own breath and control the changes in one's own breath.

In the body-building realm, the art of holding his breath was mainly to control breathing. In the acquired realm, the art of holding his breath could be used to control the energy, and in the innate realm, the art of holding his breath could be used to control the innate true energy.

In addition to breathing, Qi and innate Qi, the art of holding back breath can also help control the blood, murderous aura, and power in the body.

To put it simply, the art of holding back breath is some skills to improve the control of one's own breath and mind.

It has many uses for Yang Zhengshan. It can improve the control of innate Qi, and it can also be used to hold back one's own breath, which is convenient and hidden. If practiced to the extreme, it can even work on the mind.

Working on the mind should belong to the level of entering the Tao. Yang Zhengshan and Ji Zhen both have a little understanding of the level of entering the Tao, but both think that this art of holding back breath may be useful for entering the Tao.

Now Yang Zhengshan is practicing the art of holding back breath. Although he seems motionless, he is actually controlling the innate Qi in his body to hold back.

After about an hour, Yang Zhengshan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled heavily.

His eyes were full of joy.

The effect of this art of holding back breath is better than he expected.

He was not sure whether the breath-holding technique would help him enter the Dao, but he was sure that it would help him enter the realm of subtlety.

After just a little try, he felt that he had become more adept at controlling the innate true qi.

If he continued to practice, he might be able to reach the realm of subtlety in the future with the breath-holding technique.

In the hall, Qingxia and Hongyun saw Yang Zhengshan open his eyes, and hurried forward to help Yang Zhengshan pat the snow off his body.

After the snow was patted clean, Yang Zhengshan walked into the hall and sat next to Yu Qingyi.

"My Lord!" A little maid brought tea to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Yu Qingyi put down the cotton coat in his hand and asked, "What are you practicing?"

"The breath-holding technique given by Senior Ji, I will record the technique later, and you can practice it in the future!" Yang Zhengshan said casually.

The art of holding back the breath is not a rare skill. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can still buy it.

However, the art of holding back the breath given by Ji Zhen is different from the art of holding back the breath that is circulated in the martial arts world. It should contain the experience of a certain innate warrior, as well as some of Ji Zhen's cultivation insights.

It is a kind of collector's edition of the art of holding back the breath.

"Oh!" Yu Qingyi was just asking. She was not very interested in the art of holding back the breath.

Now that she has the cultivation of half a step into the innate realm, she is in the process of looking for a breakthrough opportunity and has no intention of practicing anything else.

"By the way, Yun Xue sent a letter. Do you want to read it?" Yu Qingyi said.

"What did she say?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Yu Qingyi said softly, "It's about the matter of the Haichang Marquis' Mansion!"

Yang Zhengshan looked up at her, "What? Is there any problem with the Haichang Marquis' Mansion?"

If there was no problem with the Haichang Marquis' Mansion, Yu Qingyi's tone should not be like this.

Yu Qingyi hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's not that there is a problem. Haichang Bo is a good person and his family has always been stable. However, Haichang Bo once arranged a marriage for Miss Sun of the Xue family!"

"Are they going to break off the engagement?"

"It's not a break off, it's a premature death!"

Yang Zhengshan suddenly realized that it was normal to arrange a baby marriage in Darong, especially for the families of officials and dignitaries. Arranging a baby marriage in advance was also a sign of closeness.

As for premature death, it was also something that could not be helped. If a child had a disease or a disaster, no one could avoid it.

If it was a break off, it might be because Haichang Bo was dishonest.

But if it was a premature death, then it could not be blamed on the Haichang Bo's mansion.

"That's fine, as long as the person is virtuous, our family doesn't have so many taboos!" Yang Zhengshan said indifferently.

Yu Qingyi cares about these things, nothing more than the reputation of the woman.

Although it was just a child marriage, and it has not yet been married, the Miss Sun in Haichangbo Mansion is also inevitable. Some rumors that she is a husband-killer.

"Then let's settle this matter first?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a while, "Let Chengxian go and see it himself. If he has no objection, it's good!"

Chengxian is now eager to go to the Royal Guards for training, and he probably won't have any objection.

However, Yang Zhengshan still thinks it is more appropriate for him to go and see it himself. Yang Zhengshan has never advocated blind marriage.

When Yang Chengye and Yu were discussing marriage before, the two also met in Kyoto.

"Mingzhi probably doesn't have time to go to Kyoto!" Yu Qingyi said.

"Then let Mingcheng go, anyway, he has nothing to do at home!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Mingzhi is the biological father, but if the biological father can't go, the uncle can go.

Besides, Yang Mingcheng is the heir of Jing'an Marquis's Mansion. If he takes Yang Chengxian there, he can also show Haichangbo that the Marquis' Mansion attaches great importance to Chengxian.

"Don't wait until after the New Year. It's just that we have to go to Kyoto to send festival gifts before the New Year. Let Mingcheng take Chengxian there!"

"Let Chengye go back to Yangjia Village this year!"

In the past, Yang Mingcheng would represent the Yang family to go back to worship their ancestors and send New Year gifts during the New Year. Now that Chengye is married, he can represent the Yang family.

Yangjia Village is also a Feng Shui treasure land. More than ten years ago, there was a severe drought in Beidi and Chongshan Town, but Yangjia Village was hardly affected. This year, there was a severe drought in Liaodong, but Yangjia Village was not affected much.

Since Yang Zhengshan came to this world, Yangjia Village has always been prosperous.

Just as the two were talking, there was a noisy sound outside the door.

Qingxia and Hongyun were about to go and see what was going on, and saw a nanny in a green cotton jacket running in with a happy face.

"My Lord, Madam, great joy, great joy, Madam Sun is pregnant!"

Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi looked at each other and smiled.

"Have you asked Doctor Li to take your pulse?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Doctor Li's name is Li Juntang. He is the most famous doctor in Chongshan Pass and a guest of honor in every mansion in Chongshan Pass.

Although the Yang family has trained several doctors, their level is average. They can only treat colds and flu on weekdays, but they can't be relied on for other things.

However, the Yang family rarely gets sick, and they only ask Li Juntang to come occasionally.

"I have already invited him. It was Doctor Li who diagnosed him!" The old nanny smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

She is Yu's dowry nanny, and she was selected by the queen from the palace.

Yu's pregnancy is a great joy for the Yang family, and it is an extremely important thing for Yu and her people.

For women, children are confidence.

Especially the Yang family has a family rule that a man can only take a concubine if he is 30 years old and has no children, so the importance of that child goes without saying.

Yu Qingyi stood up and winked at Hongyun, who immediately took out a purse and handed it to the nanny.

"This is a reward from the madam!"

"Thank you, madam, for the reward, and thank you, Miss Hongyun!" The nanny smiled even more brightly.

"I'll go over and take a look!" Yu Qingyi said to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan also stood up, "Let's go together!"

Sun's wife is pregnant, and his generation will increase by one next year.

As the first child of the fourth generation of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan naturally has to pay special attention to him.

Then, Hongyun and Qingxia immediately took out fur coats for Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi to put on.

When they arrived at Yang Chengye's yard, the yard was already full of cheers.

"Did anyone send someone to call Young Master Sun?" Yu Qingyi asked.

"Replying to the madam, General Manager Wu has sent people to the military camp!" said Yuzhu, the big maid next to Yu.

Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi walked into the main hall, but only Yu Qingyi went to the inner room, while Yang Zhengshan stayed in the main hall with Li Juntang.

Li Juntang was already sixty years old. He was not only a powerful doctor, but also a warrior, but his cultivation was only the third level of the acquired realm.

After a while, Yu Qingyi and Yu came out of the inner room.

"Grandpa!"

Yu bowed shyly.

Yang Zhengshan smiled, "Take good care of your pregnancy. Our Yang family is still waiting for you to carry on the family line!"

He felt that this sentence was inappropriate, and added: "Don't be sad even if it's a daughter. There are still many days to come. As long as you are healthy, don't rush!"

It is inevitable to favor sons over daughters, even in the Yang family.

And Yu is the eldest grandson's wife of the Yang family, so it is inevitable that there will be some pressure that she shouldn't have.

If she gave birth to a daughter, I'm afraid she wouldn't like it.

Upon hearing this, Yu smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, don't worry, your granddaughter-in-law will take good care of herself."

"I still have a lot of ginseng and precious medicines. When the time comes, ask the nanny next to you to ask Wu Hai to get some!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

"Granddaughter-in-law thanks grandpa!" Yu bowed again.

Yang Zhengshan stood up, "Doctor Li, I'll take you there!"

Li Juntang, who was standing next to him, heard this and waved his hand and said, "I dare not, please stay, Lord!"

Yang Zhengshan didn't care about his refusal and made a gesture of invitation. Li Juntang was a little flattered, but seeing Yang Zhengshan's insistence, he didn't refuse.

Just as they walked out of the courtyard gate, Yang Chengye rushed back.

"Grandpa!!"

"Well, you go in first!"

Yang Chengye grinned, then bowed to Li Juntang and walked into the courtyard.

Yang Zhengshan continued to see Li Juntang off, "Doctor Li, I have an unkind request. I wonder if Dr. Li can help?"

"The Marquis just said it doesn't matter. As long as I can do it, I won't refuse!" Li Juntang said.

The two of them walked towards the front yard, and Yang Zhengshan continued: "Can your Li family's medical books be passed on to others?"

Li Juntang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master Hou may have misunderstood. Our Li family does not have any inheritance of medical knowledge. It was passed down from Qingyang Mountain by my father and master. Therefore, the medical knowledge of my Li family comes from Qingyang Temple, and there is no saying that it cannot be passed on to others!" "

The martial art of Da Rong was prosperous, and the medical art was also prosperous.

However, compared to martial arts, medical education has fewer inheritances.

The medical skills of most doctors in the private sector are inherited from their families, while most of the medical skills in the world of martial arts come from sects.

There is also a difference between the two. Folk doctors are good at treating difficult and complicated diseases, while doctors in the martial arts are better at treating trauma and are more proficient in pharmacology.

Needless to say, he is good at treating injuries. Warriors fight and kill all day long, and injuries are common.

Proficient in pharmacology is to use herbal medicine to assist cultivation, such as medicated bath recipes for the body-building realm, prescriptions using precious medicines for the acquired realm, etc.

As for Qingyang Temple, it is actually a Taoist temple outside Dingzhou City on South Road, Chongshan Town.

Qingyang Temple can also be regarded as a force in the world, but the most powerful thing about Qingyang Temple is not the inheritance of martial arts, but the inheritance of medicine.

The masters of Qingyang Temple in the past dynasties were all extremely powerful doctors.

Qingyang Temple often recruits disciples to teach medical skills among the people, and many medical skills in Chongshan Town come from Qingyang Temple.

"That's it!" Yang Zhengshan showed a clear look, and then said: "Can you please Dr. Li and make a copy of the medical books at home for me?"

Yang Zhengshan has collected a lot of medical skills over the years, part of which is to train military doctors. When he was in Tenglong Guard, he trained many military doctors in the army who are good at treating trauma.

The remaining part was for his own study. He started learning from the most basic preparation of medicinal materials, and now he is proficient in all kinds of pharmacology. Although he has never treated anyone, his pharmacology is no worse than that of ordinary doctors.

He happened to meet Li Juntang today, so he made an impromptu decision to ask for some medical books.

"There is no problem. I will ask Quanzi to deliver the medical books tomorrow!" Li Juntang agreed happily.

Qingyang Temple didn't have the idea of ​​destroying one's own treasure, so naturally the Li family wouldn't have such an idea either.

Besides, it’s useless even if the Li family wants to wipe out their treasures. What the Li family has, Qingyang Temple has.

And for him, being able to help Yang Zhengshan with a little help is considered a blessing for the Li family.

After seeing off Li Juntang, Yang Zhengshan first arranged for someone to send two jars of Baicao Brewing to the Li family.

Although Li Juntang did not make any demands, Yang Zhengshan could not take advantage of Li Juntang. Li Juntang would certainly not suffer a loss if the two altars of Baicao Brewing were used to copy some medical books.