Watching the dog run into the village happily, Changsun Hong's mood also improved. He patted the soil on his body, walked around and walked towards the hillside outside the village.

The hillside turned and went up the mountain, there was a huge forest with deep trees. Apart from chopping wood and hunting, the villagers generally did not easily enter it. It was not necessary for roads, so they were rarely visited. There was a vacant land in the forest. It was originally used by the village to build a charity village, but unexpectedly, the land was just flat and the county was short of money and was not built here. The land was deserted there. The villagers thought it was unlucky and never came here, and even the hunters did not go here.

On the side of the open space near the cliff, there is a shallow cave among the trees. The cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is a good place to rest. When you are tired of practicing martial arts, you can sleep in it, which is very comfortable.

Yesterday, Changsun Jin took Changsun Hong to teach martial arts here. This place is cool and is a good place to practice in the hot summer.

Changsun Hong started to stance his horse stance meticulously according to what his second uncle taught yesterday. This movement is extremely basic. According to Changsun Jin, no matter what kind of kung stance is, the only way to practice, practicing horse stance can strengthen the kidneys and waist, strengthen the muscles and replenish qi, regulate the essence, energy, and body, and improve balance ability. It is not easy to be knocked down by others. Therefore, Changsun Jin asked him to stance for an hour every day.

The horse stance seemed simple, but it was actually exhausting to get thorned. After standing for less than two quarters of an hour yesterday, Changsun Hong collapsed on the ground and couldn't even stand up. His legs were spasming, as if a big prawn was thrusting on the ground.

The same is true today, and the legs were even more tired than yesterday. As soon as they were pierced, the muscles on the thighs began to tremble wildly, and the whole person shook like an earthquake. After gritting his teeth and persevering for a while, Changsun Hong fell down.

When Changsun Jin came here with a hoe, he saw a similar scene as yesterday - Changsun Hong fell to the ground, maintaining his horse stance, and his whole body collapsed like a pool of water, almost foaming.

It seems that I'm not lazy.

Changsun Jin walked over with satisfaction, carried Changsun Erlang on his back, and hummed a small song and walked down the mountain. Changsun Hong leaned on his shoulder, looking weak and felt pitiful. He passively listened to the songs hummed by Changsun Jin, but couldn't understand them. He felt that the songs that were not like Shu, but were like the tone of the North, and seemed to be the folk songs of the Hu people.

When he entered the house, Changsun Hong walked in by himself, otherwise it would be a mistake. Changsun Hao still came back very late and still asked about Changsun Hong's performance in the school during dinner. After hearing that the Master praised him again, his beard was smiling.

When he was sleeping at night, Changsunjin waited for the sound in the other house to disappear, he got up in his clothes and massaged Changsun Hong's muscles and bones in the dark. He used a strange technique, slapped and pinched, which was completely different from the massage in later generations, but it was very useful. He had very strong force and pinched the correct acupoints. The massage was very professional, which greatly relieved Changsun Hong's muscle aches.

"Satisfied, boy, when your second uncle was in the border army, he learned bone training from the military doctor. This massage technique is simpler than that." Changsun Jin whispered, his voice was very light, fearing that he would startle the next door: "You will be full of energy again when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Uncle Second, tell me what happened to you and your father in the border army." Changsun Hong opened his eyes and lay on the bed comfortably, "I heard that the people of Xia and Jin are both fierce and powerful. Have you ever fought with them?"

"Haha, it's not my second uncle who blows it. Back then, there are no less than a hundred Beilu who died at my hands!" Changsun Jin felt proud, and his voice was a little loud. After he was shocked, he quickly lowered his tone: "Beilu, like our ancestors, grew up on horseback, eating raw meat and drinking blood, and never learned ethics. They are all uncivilized people. They are good at riding and shooting, using swords and guns, and fighting against each other. They are very powerful. There are not so many horses in the Southern Dynasty, so of course they have to be afraid of them."

"But your second uncle is not afraid. Our ancestors have never been afraid of them. When Zhong Shuai was still there, how could he allow the Northern Barbarians to be rampant? Whether it is on Qinfeng Road or Yongxing Army, as long as the Northern Barbarians dare to come, they will not be able to go back without leaving any brains!"

Changsun Hong felt the heavy force on his body and couldn't help but grin. While his muscles were hurt, he felt more and more comfortable. Changsun Jin's words aroused his great interest.

He asked again: "When fighting with the Northern Lu, General Zhong was not afraid when he was fighting. Why are he so scared now?"

The room was silent for a moment, and Changsun Hong felt the hand pinching on his back paused. The owner of the hand seemed to be thinking, but for a moment, the powerful hands started moving again.

"War marching depends on the word "courage". No matter the general, as long as the soldiers and generals are brave enough to move forward bravely, they are not afraid of danger, they will not disperse when they encounter enemies, and they will not meet...what comes from, I forgot." Changsun Jin said: "At the beginning of the founding of the Song Dynasty, the imperial guards and border troops were veterans. After decades of war, they were tempered into steel. At that time, the north was not the Jin Kingdom, but the Liao Kingdom. If you want to say that they were powerful, the Liao Kingdom was much more powerful than the Jin Kingdom at that time. The Song Dynasty was not afraid and fought with them for half a pound."

"Why can't it work now? I think it's not that the soldiers are not good, but that the generals are not good." His voice felt a little indignant. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he could still feel it: "People like Zhuang Shuai have long disappeared, and there are no outstanding generals like Wu Jiedu. Now those who are guarding the border are all just scammers. The army is in chaos, and there are empty salaries and merits that are impersonating. The soldiers don't think about it, who is willing to work hard?"

He suddenly increased his strength in anger and said with hatred: "Even if the soldiers below cannot be brave, they will be defeated if they encounter incompetent generals."

This made Changsun Hong pinch the pig's scream, which scared them so much that they hurriedly covered their mouths, and sat and lie down without even daring, quietly maintaining a stiff posture and listening to the movements next door.

Fortunately, it seemed that Changsun and his wife were not awakened. The quiet night was still lonely. The two of them dared not move anymore, for fear that Changsun Hao would notice the fact that they practiced martial arts privately, so they quickly fell asleep.

Life is spent in such an ordinary and interesting life. Every day, Changsun Hong got up early in the morning and ran around the village with Gouzi. Then he went to class and studied. He wrote a poem for the three brothers Li Wen, all of which were famous works in later generations. However, he modified some places and deleted some and added some, making the whole lyrics not look so outstanding, but just ordinary. He was careless and worthy of the three hundred cents.

When Li Wen and the other two were overjoyed to see that the Master did not hit them with a ruler, they thought that although these three hundred essays were expensive, they were worth it.

After the school was apart, Changsun Hong pulled the dog to the back mountain to stance, and was about to die of ecstasy and in pain. However, after a while, gradually, his legs no longer became like a shaking bamboo pole, and began to become stronger and longer.

The salt of the Changsun brothers also became smooth. Within half a month of returning, they were sold out. Every villager who had a share of his money was given a profit. For them, this money was enough to survive this difficult year.

After more than a month, when the hottest autumn tiger arrived, Master Zhou announced something to his four students at the end of a class.

"From tomorrow, Master will go out for a long trip. I will give you about a month to assign homework. You must study hard and not slack off! After you come back, I will check it." Master Zhou weighed the white beard on his jaw and touched the ruler and said, "You must not forget it. It is important to know that the lights are on the third day and the fifth day of the chicken are when a man is studying. He does not know how to study hard early, and only when he is old will he regret studying late."

"Students remember." The four answered in unison. Only those who spoke knew how much sincerity and joy were.
Chapter completed!