Love Affairs in Chang'an - Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Sparring In Fist Techniques
“Third Brother, you’re awesome! You’re awesome! Quickly go back and tell mother, she must be very happy!” Qin Shuang’er dragged Qin Mubai along, giggling as she walked into the distance.

“Little sister, let me ask you a question.” Qin Mubai asked, “Am I really annoying before?”

“Hehe, why did you suddenly ask this?” Qin Shuang’er laughed strangely. Her bright eyes rolled and she smiled softly, “You, did you forget all the embarrassing things you did when you were trampled on by a horse?” I heard from mother that you have been naughty since you were young, and you don’t listen to education, refuse to study, refuse to practice martial arts, and only know how to eat, drink, play, and cause trouble everywhere. You’re not afraid of someone as dignified as Daddy. You just finished your family law and haven’t even dried up yet. You turned around and ran out of the house to go wild. ‘”I’ve been fighting cockfights and causing trouble with some cunning friends and wild brats all day long, and even … hehe, I’ve peeked at the big girl who was caught taking a bath on the spot!”

Qin Mubai’s forehead twitched slightly and almost drew a few black lines. He coughed dryly and said, “Shut up, don’t say anything! That was all from before. Brother has changed his face and is now a new person! … Oh, what’s wrong with father? I haven’t seen him take any medicine either.”

Although Qin Shuang’er was smart, she was still young and innocent. Seeing that Qin Mubai had changed the topic, she followed him and said, “It’s not like you don’t know Daddy’s temper. You always say that life and death have destiny, wealth and honor in heaven. A great man has established a kingdom and killed countless people. How could you be afraid of death and need medicine?” In the past, the emperor had even sent imperial physicians to treat him, saying that he had suffered too many injuries in his early years due to deficiency of qi and blood, and that his internal organs were uneven, and that he had fallen into severe rheumatism when he was idle. For the past two years, his legs and legs have become inconvenient, but he refuses to take any medicine. Normally, he can only drink more medicinal wine. ”

“Medicinal wine?” Qin Mubai’s heart lit up. This was no stranger to him. In the 21st century, his grandfather was an old Chinese doctor who often drank medicinal wine, and it was also common for him to pass it on to his father’s generation. At that time, he remembered that medicated liquor for treating rheumatism usually used liquor of 50-60 degrees Celsius. At this time, the liquor of the Great Tang Dynasty had not been distilled, so it was impossible for it to have such a degree of liquor.

“Think of a way to distill the wine and give it to Dad to drink. Perhaps it will be effective in treating his rheumatism” Qin Mubai thought.

Returning to her room, Qin Shuang’er pulled Madam Liu to chatter about today’s archery competition. She smiled from ear to ear and praised Madam Liu, “My son has indeed achieved great success after three years of training in the army. His archery has even surpassed his eldest brother and second brother.” It’s not easy to get a compliment from your father. It shows that he has changed his opinion of you more and more. You need to work harder. ”

“Yes, Mother.” Qin Mubai replied with a smile.

After dinner in the evening, Qin Mubai came to the backyard and walked around the racecourse. It was midwinter and the weather was cold, so he started to practice the inner boxing that he hadn’t practiced for a long time-Wudang Taiji.

The source of this inner fist was the horse’s large spear technique, large saber technique, and the Taoist way of nourishing one’s body. Taijiquan, in particular, originated from the spear technique of ancient cavalry, the long-hilted broadsword technique. Its basic usage was: open, close, hair, as if stepping on stilts to use a spear, long-hilted broadsword.

The remnant of the horse spear technique in his body now had a lot in common with the Taichi Fist he had cultivated in his previous life. Now, it had fused into his mind to promote each other.

While practicing tai chi, Qin Mubai recalled the horse spear technique in his mind. For a moment, he took a horse from the stable and stepped on it with a spear.

After evenly breathing in and out, Qin Mubai rode his horse and began to gallop in the backyard. The Clan of Generals was naturally a good horse. The fierce horse galloped extremely fast, but the blood on his body involuntarily started to boil as he faced the cold wind.

Riding a horse was no stranger to training in the equestrian clubhouse in his previous life. Adding on the skills he had fused with in this life, he appeared even more proficient. Very quickly, as if he was born with it, he naturally waved the spear in his hand and used a fierce and domineering spear technique.

Qin Mubai played with this spear happily in the cold wind, and couldn’t help but shout a few times, as if he was rushing into an uninhabited area in the middle of an enemy formation. Gradually, the roar became more and more furious and mournful, emitting a faint hint of murderous intent!

‘”Could it really be that I inherited Qin Shubao’s blood? I haven’t even killed a chicken since the 21st century, so why would I think of killing someone with a gun?” Qin Mubai was also surprised.

At some unknown time, a figure appeared in the corridor around the corner of the backyard. Qin Shubao leaned on his walking stick and stared at Qin Mubai in the school grounds. The corner of his eyes narrowed slightly as a wisp of astonishment flashed across his face.

“Leaving home for three years is like reforming one’s body. Not only has one’s archery and equestrian skills improved a lot, but one’s spear skills have also reached such a level of proficiency. Moreover, this spear skill seems to be compatible with the one I taught him … who did he learn it from?”

After pondering for a while, Qin Shubao walked to the school grounds. Only then did Qin Mubai realize that his father was here. He hurriedly dismounted from his horse and bowed, “Lord Father.”

“Who did you learn this spear technique from?” Qin Shubao went straight to the point.

Qin Mubai’s heart skipped a beat as he asked, “Didn’t father teach me that?”

“Nonsense.” Qin Shubao harshly scolded and coughed a few times. His eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at Qin Mubai and said, “This old man’s martial skills, be it mace techniques, fist techniques, or spear techniques, are all on the path of ferocity. However, I beg for help. Just now, when I saw you using your spear, it clearly carried a hint of femininity. How could it be the style of my Qin Clan?”

Qin Mubai knew that his father’s eyes were indeed old and fierce! I just practiced Taichi Fist and thought about the horse spear. It was only on a whim that I used this spear technique that fused the inner fist with the Qin spear technique. My father must have practiced all the outer martial arts he had just mastered. No wonder he was able to tell at a glance that something was amiss with my spear technique.

He thought about it again and said, “The inner boxing focuses on nourishing Qi and using Qi to strengthen the body and prolong the lifespan.” Didn’t Little Sister say that her father’s qi and blood were not smooth and his internal organs were uneven. Wasn’t there a more serious rheumatism? If he could practice this set of Taichi Fist, coupled with the Rheumatism Medicinal Liquor concocted from strong liquor, perhaps his illness would improve?

Thinking of this, a starlight flashed in the corner of Qin Mubai’s eyes. He smiled slightly and bowed, “Father Rong, I dare not deceive you. Actually … this spear technique is indeed my Qin Family’s spear technique. However, I have fused some of my inner strength into it to suppress my fist intent.”

“From the inside, suppress the fist intent with gentleness?” Qin Shubao raised his eyebrows slightly and inadvertently smiled with disdain, “What other fist technique can you create?”

‘Good question.’ Qin Mubai thought to himself and smiled. Qin Shubao received the subtle change in his expression and his sharp eyes narrowed slightly. He thought to himself, “Why is this brat smiling like a demon? What is there to hide from this old man?” … Zhizi Mo Ruofu, he came back this time like a new person, and his expression and bearing did not look like a youngster under twenty years of age at all. What exactly happened to him?

“Speak!” Qin Shubao let out a soft shout.

“Yes.” Qin Mubai bowed and calmly replied, “Father’s eyes are naturally sharp and unique. I dare not hide anything from you. Actually, during my years in the army, I met an expert from outside the world and taught him an extremely exquisite inner martial art called Taiji!”

“Inner Taijiquan?” Qin Shubao’s eyebrows darkened slightly, and a strangely surprised expression flashed through his eyes-an unheard of fist name!

“It’s Taijiquan.”

“Call me.”

“Yes.”

Qin Mubai focused his attention on the Wudang Taichi Fist that he had practiced for more than ten years in his previous life.

Tai Chi, with the characteristics of noble and gentle spirit, relies on the heart and breath, circulates evenly and smoothly, means to be angry, moves freely, and uses softness to suppress rigidity, flexibility and tactfulness, and unfathomable clues as the essence of Xing Quan. More fitness heart, longevity, life for personal learning.

This kind of fist technique was naturally completely different from Qin Shubao’s Gangmeng martial skill used to charge into formations to kill enemies.

However, after all, Qin Shubao was a martial artist who had immersed himself in martial arts for decades. He didn’t take many moves. He clearly saw the exquisiteness of this fist technique. He couldn’t help but wonder in his heart: This fist technique was indeed like a gun-type weapon that had been born out of a soft handle, and he had taken a gentle path to defeat rigidity. If he was able to master the spear techniques of a horse, he would be able to help each other increase infinity and subtlety. However, it was clear that this fist technique was not for the purpose of killing people. It seemed to be more like a fist technique that cultivated to preserve one’s health.

“Who taught you this fist technique?”

“Father, my master is a traveling Taoist with crane hair and a childish face. His movements are unpredictable and his martial arts skills are exceptionally high. He calls himself Zhang Sanfeng.” Qin Mubai put away his fist gesture and said calmly, “When Master taught me the fist technique, he said that no one was allowed to reveal his identity to anyone, except for one person.”

“Who?”

“It’s Lord Father, you.”

“Why?” Qin Shubao’s eyes shone brightly, and his eyes fell on Qin Mubai’s face like blades.

Facing Qin Shubao’s barrage of questions, Qin Mubai still smiled calmly. He even raised his head to look into his eyes and bowed solemnly, “Master said that only a peak martial artist like father is worthy of sparring with him about martial arts.”

The Tang Empire advocated Taoism, and the Li Imperial Family regarded themselves as the descendants of Lao Tzu and Li Er, allowing everyone below the Duke to cultivate Lao Tzu. Taoism had once leapt to the forefront of all sects. Daoist Qin Mubai was also quite popular in the Chastity Temple, so his father probably wouldn’t dislike Daoist Qin Mubai.

“Haha! Looks like your Ox-nosed Master and I have some similarities in temperament. How wonderful!” Qin Shubao laughed arrogantly and paused his walking stick on the ground. “There are people outside the heavens and there are thousands of martial arts techniques. It’s true that one mountain is still one mountain high,” he said. Father had run through the battlefield for decades, and he had encountered countless powerful enemies. In his entire life, he had even enjoyed obtaining a powerful opponent. Unfortunately, it was hateful! This old man is less than fifty years old, yet he has fallen into this chronic illness. His footsteps are still staggering, let alone sparring with your master. ”

Qin Mubai smiled and thought to herself, “With my father’s arrogant temperament, it is impossible for him to accept the fist technique that my unworthy son taught him with such an arrogant attitude and the posture of a peak martial artist who has dominated the world for decades.” From the looks of it, I have successfully aroused his interest, and it is exactly in his interest to compete and win.

“Father, Master once said that sparring does not necessarily mean winning or losing.” “Master is a Taoist,” Qin Mubai said, using the tongue he had learned from dealing with different types of people in his previous life. “He is a Taoist who does not like to fight with the world, and it is impossible for him to fight with his father. Master once said that the reason why I passed down this fist technique was not because I was interested in how talented I was, but because I hoped that after I learned it, I would one day be able to bring the mysteries of this fist technique to Lord Father to study. In this way, I would achieve the goal of exchanging martial arts for common improvement. Strengthening one’s body, cultivating one’s temperament, and improving one’s cultivation. Isn’t this also the essence of martial arts? ”

“Oh, it seems that your master is indeed a supreme expert in the outside world. For a martial artist like your father, who only knows how to kill, there is still a gap between him and his realm.” Qin Shubao was apparently in a good mood after his son silently flattered him a few times. He stroked his beard and laughed twice before nodding, “Then why didn’t your master personally come to see me and sparring with me face to face?”

“This … I don’t know. Master once said that if there is fate, I will meet my father. However, I don’t know when. Maybe tomorrow, maybe next year, maybe … a few years later. In fact, it is extremely difficult for a child to see him. Normally, he comes to see me from time to time.” Qin Mubai replied with a look of embarrassment on her face. He laughed in his heart, “I’m too lazy to design this plot. Father, use your imagination to think about it!” As a pinnacle martial artist, it was highly possible for his father to love martial arts and become infatuated with it. Naturally, studying martial arts was also a great hobby. I wonder if setting up a trap like this can be considered a success. Can you arouse his curiosity and ask me for a boxing manual?

“The martial arts of all sects have always been something that I, Jin Zizhen, do not easily pass on to others. However, your master’s state of mind is extraordinarily different from that of mortals. Thinking about it, he should be a grandmaster hidden in the world. Naturally, he does not like to be tainted with worldly dust. Meeting him is also something that can be encountered but cannot be sought.” Qin Shubao frowned thoughtfully. He paused for a moment and said, “Since he is so honest and generous in passing on your martial arts skills to me, you can bring over the boxing manual. Father, take a look at it.”

Qin Mubai was slightly delighted. He bowed and said, “Father Rong, when I was learning, I was taught by my master. I didn’t get any boxing manuals. Father, wait a moment. When I get back, I will personally write the boxing manuals and present them to my father.”

“Uh … Alright.” Qin Shubao’s eyes glittered with suspicion and surprise. He looked at Qin Mubai in disbelief and thought to himself. He felt that this son in front of him was a little unfamiliar.

“Oh, I still remember something.” Qin Mubai continued to deceive, “Master once said that this Internal Fist Technique was also derived from the horse weapon routine and had some similarities with the Outer Kung Fu that Father had practiced.” The old man said that our Qin Family’s spear technique is exquisite and unique. If it can be combined with this set of Taijiquan, it should be like adding wings to a tiger. Master, all he knew was his fist and not his spear, he couldn’t do it. Her childhood talent was dull, and she had just tried to show it to her father. Obviously, it was not a good idea either. Master said that only Master Father’s perception is superior to that of a Heaven’s Path Wizard, so he should be able to do so. The reason why he taught this set of martial arts to his child was also because he hoped that his father would fuse our Qin Family’s martial arts with Taijiquan and create a brand new martial arts school for future generations. Only in this way can we achieve the goal of learning from each other and striving for common development. ”

“Oh? This is interesting.” Qin Shubao chuckled and nodded. “Martial arts, different paths lead to the same goal, but it is difficult to innovate. What will happen if outer martial arts and inner martial arts merge? Father is a bit curious and expectant. Your master is indeed a martial arts genius who dares to innovate and can lag behind?” Liang’er, quickly present the martial arts manual! ”

“Yes, father! I will go back to my room and write!” Qin Mubai cupped his hands and thought happily in his heart-the newly created spear art sect was a generation of grandmasters. For a martial artist, what could be more attractive than this?

After exhausting his lips and tongue, he finally succeeded.

In his previous life, Qin Mubai had come into contact with so many people of all shapes and sizes. Seeing people talk nonsense, grasping the other party’s thoughts and personality traits, one would be able to fall in love with them. An arrogant figure like Qin Shubao might not be able to practice even if the Emperor gave him a set of fist techniques. But if it aroused his interest and hobbies, it would be another scene.

Qin Mubai heaved a sigh of relief.

In his previous life, the two fathers looked exactly the same. Could it be that they were destined to be father and son? As a son of man, it is right to be filial.

“Birds still know how to repay kindness. A man, no matter how monstrous and unbearable he is outside, should treat his family as he is.” Qin Mubai always thought so.

Returning to her room, Qin Mu retrieved ink, paper, and inkstone from her white horse and began to dictate the martial arts manual of Wudang Taijiquan. Qin Mubai had been deeply influenced by his father and grandfather, who loved classical culture. He had also fallen in love with calligraphy, and had practiced one hand as a beautiful southern style hairpin and skinny gold letter.

The yellow light was like a bean pen, and Qin Mubai began to write.

After writing a few pages, Qin Shuang’er broke into the room with a smile and shouted from afar, “Third Brother, you’re really amazing. Father praised you again just now, saying that you’re really strong! Not only have your martial arts skills improved greatly, but your character has also become virtuous, intelligent, and calm … Eh, what are you writing?”

“A boxing manual.” Qin Mubai did not conceal it, so she picked up the manuscript and read it.

“Wow! Third Brother, when did you learn such a good handwriting? What a beautiful handwriting. It’s even better than what my father wrote!” Qin Shuang’er opened her eyes wide and stared at Qin Mubai in astonishment. “Are you really my third brother?” She murmured.

“If it’s a fake one, then it’ll be fine.” Qin Mubai chuckled.

“Since when did you learn such calligraphy? I’ve never seen this type of calligraphy before! Hehe, you were notoriously ignorant in the past. Even the teacher would be enraged to death by you.” Qin Shuang’er laughed jokingly.

Qin Shuang’er tapped on her forehead and said, “Stop messing around. Brother is going to burn the midnight oil today to write a boxing manual. Go to the kitchen and bring me some food.”

“Hehe, I’ll personally cook some dessert for Third Brother!” Qin Shuang’er ran out happily.

Qin Mubai’s expression stiffened. How could I forget that this little fellow has a world-shocking culinary skill? … miserable!