Fengying martial arts history

Huizhou Prefecture.

It was drizzling, but with a hint of coldness.Peach blossoms in the drizzle, a river of green water accompanied by peach blossoms red and falling.There is a young talented man in the city who has quietly made an appointment with that beautiful woman, walking in the drizzle or swimming in the lake, or going for an outing.It's really a beautiful scenery in spring.

Changfu.

"Little uncle has been careless since the first move. Little uncle is about to lose to me again." The gentle woman said with a smile.

"It's because Chengyi is not as good as sister-in-law." Seventh Young Master said with a wry smile.

In Huizhou Changfu, under the flower pavilion, the seventh son played chess with the fourth sister-in-law, and it was the fifth time in three days that he lost.If it wasn't for this time, how could the seventh son lose?

"Little uncle's heart is not here, and it makes me feel unwilling to win." The fourth sister-in-law's eyebrows remained the same, she said to the seventh son with a smile.

"It's Chengyi who made a mistake, please forgive me, sister-in-law." The seventh son said guiltily as he threw Bai Zi into the mahogany Go bowl.

"This is the third day, Bai Muhen was punished for you. Grandpa's anger has almost dissipated, please talk to grandpa, grandpa will definitely not embarrass Bai Muhen again," said the fourth sister-in-law.

"Thank you sister-in-law." The seventh son said, the anger in his heart was still there but it also dissipated a lot.

Holding up the plain umbrella and walking through the drizzle of peach blossoms, the figure became blurred.

When he arrived at the front hall, the white-haired old general drank the fragrant tea presented by the new emperor, looking very energetic, but when he saw the seventh son who entered with an umbrella, his face suddenly changed and he let out a cold snort.

Seventh Young Master closed his umbrella and smiled wryly:

"grandfather."

"Hmph, why are you here? If you plead for Bai Muhen, I won't let you go!"

"Grandpa, since you know why I came here, please forgive me and let go of the scar. It's not his fault. You punished him but not me. What should I do?" The seventh son begged with a wry smile.

"Hmph, I said earlier that our Chang family is not allowed to get involved in the affairs of the court, but you didn't listen! That Bai Mohen not only refused to persuade him, but also did whatever he wanted for you. Every one of such entourages dies!" The old general was furious. The beard trembled.

"Grandpa, it's the grandson who doesn't listen to you. The grandson promises that you will no longer care about the court affairs." Seventh Young Master said.

The seventh son knew that the old general was worried for him.Entering the court was a mess, the old general spent his whole life getting their Chang family out of the court, but he didn't expect that the seventh son would take the Chang family to bet without telling him!If they lose, it will be the lives of hundreds of members of the Chang family!How can this make the old general angry?How can the old general not be angry?The old general never interfered with the Seventh Young Master's affairs since he was a child, but he never thought that the Seventh Young Master would make such a big mistake in a daze.The old general was reluctant to deal with the seventh son, so he blamed Bai Muhen for all his faults.

However, the new emperor sent a letter to the old general to reassure the old general, but the seventh son did not know, otherwise the old general would not be content with the tea that the new emperor asked the seventh son to bring back.

"Chengyi, if I don't teach you a lesson, you will forget what I told you!" The old general said with a sullen face.

"Grandpa, grandson dare not forget." Seventh Young Master said respectfully.

"Anyway, you don't want me to let Bai Mouhen go like this!" The old general was determined.

"Grandpa, if you don't let go of the scars, you can be punished together with your grandson." The seventh son knelt down while pushing his elder son away with one hand.

"You are presumptuous!" The old general slapped the table to pieces in anger.

"Grandfather!" A crisp and soft voice came in, and the little girl entered the old general's arms at the right time. The old general's complexion changed, he hugged the girl with a smile and said,

"My little Qing'er, I'm here to see grandpa."

"Grandfather, how about playing with Qing'er?" Qing'er turned his face and made a face at the seventh son, who smiled helplessly.

"Okay, okay. Qing'er can say anything." The old general laughed.

"It's the grandpa who said that everything Qing'er said is good." Qing'er smiled slyly.

"Yes! Yes!" The old general guessed what the little granddaughter meant, but he didn't point it out. This time, he taught the seventh son a lesson. The old general wanted to let Bai Mohen go, but the seventh son of Naihe never pleaded. It's not easy for me to do that, and now is the time.

"Qing'er hasn't played with Uncle Bai for a long time, so grandpa let Uncle Bai play with Qing'er, how about it?" Qing'er hugged the old general and said coquettishly.

"Okay, I'll listen to Qing'er." The old general laughed.

"The grandpa accompanied Qing'er to the city to eat the mung bean cake today." Qing'er said with a grin.

"Qing'er likes it, so grandpa likes it. Let's go!" The old general went out with Qing'er in his arms.The servants of the mansion prepared umbrellas and followed.

The seventh son got up, and the fourth sister-in-law entered the front hall and said: "Grandpa has forgiven the little uncle."

"Thank you sister-in-law." Seventh Young Master said respectfully.

"You go." The fourth sister-in-law said.

The seventh son took the plain umbrella and propped it up to walk through the rain-drenched peach garden and stop in front of Bai Mohen who had fallen under the peach blossom tree.The whip marks all over the body are from the hand of the old general.The seventh son and Bai Muhen stabilized the situation in the court for Zhu Cheng in the palace, then escaped and returned to Huizhou Chang's house.He thought that he would be punished by the old general, but he never thought that Bai Muhen would be punished for him.The old general's whip technique was like a god, his skin would be torn apart as soon as he struck, and the whip technique that mustered his inner strength also caused pain all over Bai Muhen's body.Bai Mohen didn't use his internal strength to protect his body, he insisted on receiving this punishment, he didn't shout or cry, he didn't plead for mercy.When the old general got angry, he struck harder.One day of whipping left Bai Mohen's upper body bloody and bloody, and the old general ordered that Bai Mohen not be allowed to put down Bai Mohen without his permission.Under the peach blossom tree, the servants in the corridor in the distance felt pity for him but dared not intercede for him.

The seventh son apologized to Bai Muhen, "Mouhen, you have suffered. This is my fault."

"It has nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry about it." Bai Mohen had a high fever, and he couldn't see clearly.Enduring for three days is already the limit.

"You are always like this, what should I do." The seventh young master put down the umbrella and untied the rope for Bai Mohen, who couldn't hold on and fell on the seventh young master and fainted.

Bai Mohen had a deep and long dream, and was deeply trapped in the dream, unable to distinguish the real dream from the fake.Some grievances and disputes become unimportant with the long and short life, and no longer entangle those love and hatred.

Over time, memory will be lost.Bai Mohen even forgot why he became the seventh son's attendant, and also forgot what he forgot in his heart.After following the seventh son, he thought about leaving, but once he had such thoughts in his heart, he would be confused, who is he?Where should I go?So confused, continue to follow.In this way, following the seventh son is five years.It's not that I don't want to look for the past, what should I do once I look for it?Bai Mohen trapped himself in a circle, unable to get out, his heart was trapped.Bai Mohen's expressionless face was already used to holding an umbrella instead of a sword.The sword was taken away by the seventh son, Bai Muhen even forgot what the sword looked like, and also forgot that the umbrella was given by the seventh son.

Once you get used to it, you won't want to let it go.

Bai Muhen's upper body was wrapped in white silk. When the doctor came, he gasped when he saw the shocking wound. Fortunately, there was no shortage of anything in Chang's mansion, and the medicinal food was even more rare and precious.It's just that Bai Muhen had to recuperate for some time. Bai Muhen, who hadn't slept for three days, slept for two days and two nights with injuries and typhoid fever all over his body before waking up.

This spring rain can be considered to have stopped.When Bai Muhen opened his eyes, the peach blossoms outside the window looked gentle against the sunlight, and when the warm wind blew, some of them scattered away, and some of them floated into the room and landed on Seventh Young Master who was sitting by the window. On the body, he propped his chin and looked at the peach blossom rain outside the window.

So quiet, too beautiful to be broken.

"You're awake." Seventh Young Master turned around and asked with a smile.

It took a long time for Bai Muhen, who just woke up, to let himself react. He said tiredly:

"Yes."

"Since you wake up, get up and eat something. I have asked the cook to make porridge. You must be uncomfortable after lying down for two days. I will accompany you to the garden and take a walk in Huizhou city after you recover. "

"Thank you son." Bai Mouhen said.

Seventh Young Master sighed and smiled wryly.

Why doesn't this guy change?

Bai Mohen lay in bed for two days, his body was almost useless, the soreness all over his body made him feel much more uncomfortable than the whip marks, his stomach was empty.One forgets everything only when one is hungry.Looking at Bai Muhen's eating as usual, with a bit of elegance, but he can feel that the porridge is very delicious.

In the spring day, the willows and willows are full of love, and the talented and beautiful women in Huizhou city go on a spring tour together, and the faces of the peach blossoms are red.Huizhou Changfu is a big family in Huizhou city. Although it is a big family, it treats everyone the same, regardless of the poor and beggars. It is very respected by the people in Huizhou city.The prefect of Huizhou also respected the Chang family, but they didn't know that the Chang family was the descendant of the hero Chang Yuchun, the Kaiping king back then, who was respected by the entire court and feared by the enemy.The Chang family started to leave Beijing and withdraw from the imperial court when the grandpa of the seventh son came. It's not the second prince who wins, otherwise, the Chang family is over.

However, the crown prince reassured the old general that this matter in court would never have anything to do with the Chang family again.In the future, the Chang family will no longer have any relationship with the imperial court.

I haven't returned to Huizhou for two years, but the city of Huizhou has changed a lot.People who knew the seventh son of the Chang family while walking on the road greeted him one after another. The little beggar foolishly reached out to beg for money.someone said:

"Seventh son, don't trust that kid, that kid is always cheating money."

Seventh Young Master smiled and answered:

"Whether the child cheats me or not, I still have to give it."

Everyone was puzzled, but Seventh Young Master's kindness still won everyone's love.

Under the sun in spring, the streets are full of people's voices. Such a style, even in the south of the Yangtze River, is incomparable.