"Prince outside the Frontier, Prince Qing's daughter, and the true disciple of the national teacher's female nun, Tutuo, according to my estimate, may be a master who is proficient in inner sect kung fu!" Han Wensi elbowed and said, "The Moonlight City where I and Bald Brother went is actually a place where Prince Qing used to collect intelligence and accumulate materials!"

The judge of the desert had a smile on his face, and he stretched out his tongue to lick his lips: "Inner Gate Kung Fu... Master? My father was also an inner Gate Master back then, but wasn't he killed by the gunpowder gun of the Jinyiwei? I'm afraid that she would do anything? If she really dares to come to trouble our Tianying Gang, I don't mind asking her to taste the power of the gunpowder gun!"

"One person is easy to deal with, but what if it is an elite soldier? How many can you deal with? One hundred? Three hundred? Or one thousand?" Han Wen said: "Tutuo is actually not the person we need to be wary of the most. What I worry about is Prince Qing! Do you know why he has been doing frequent moves in recent years? Why do you have to use a place like Moon City to cover up people's eyes?"

"Are there many other things?", the judge of the desert had a bright look and his eyes were like a hawk;

Han Wen sighed: "Now the eunuch of Dongchang, Jia Jingzhong, is in power and has grasped the government. The emperor is addicted to women and ignores the government... Prince Qing is not the case. He has been lying on firewood and tasting gall for many years, and now he has joined forces with Jia Jingzhong... He is going to rebel!"

"Hiss--!" Even the always arrogant judge of the desert took a breath, his color changed drastically, and he rebelled... This is a very promising profession. Compared with bandits, bullies, etc., it is more technical: "How do you know about this?"

Han Wen scratched his head: "This...is a secret! Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone into exile and almost died! The big deal I mentioned before was a deal between Jia Jingzhong and Prince Qing! Jia Jingzhong is a eunuch and cannot be humane, so he likes power and prefers money;

This time, Prince Qing wanted to add three counties outside the pass. He asked for countless gold and silver. One thousand taels of gold was just my conservative estimate. Perhaps it was more than this... I wonder what the leader of the gang thought about this deal?"

The judge of the desert stood up and stretched his body, and said quietly: "What our Tianying Gang does is to punish evil and eliminate evil! After all, I am also a citizen of the Ming Dynasty! Even if I am a bandit, I still have the will to serve the country! This is what my father gave to me!

When the Tianying Gang was established, it was to eliminate harm for the people, killing those corrupt officials and rioters. Now, it has been passed down to my generation, how can I break the rules? What's more, when punishing these corrupt officials, I can still get golden things. I have always been... What's the fun of it..."

"Oh! I'm happy with it!" Han Wen added, and the judge of Dasha clapped his hands: "Yes! I'm happy with it! Damn, it's still scholars who have knowledge! Since you know so many inside stories, you don't know whether you know the time of their transactions?"

"Around the Mid-Autumn Festival! There is still one month left!" Han Wen said in a low voice: "Jia Jingzhong will even do it himself this time! He will bring the Jade Seal of the Nation... Young Gang Leader, this time the matter is really not small. You... have to consider whether to intervene!"

"Hahaha!", the judge of Damo patted Han Wen on the shoulder: "You don't need to say that! You are sorry! You are afraid of harming us... But the more you say this, the more I will do it! I like challenges, and I prefer golden things! Have you ever seen someone who wants money but lives?"

Han Wen shook his head, and the judge of Dasha pointed at himself: "I am!"

After saying that, the judge of Damo tightened the belt around his waist, tied his horse stance, put his hands around his waist, turned his palm into fists, and made a set of punches with a storm. Han Wen watched from the side and said, "Can you teach me..."

The reason why many powerful martial arts in the past were lost in the late Ming Dynasty was because of some bad rules in the martial arts world, such as the sons and the daughters, and the outer sects... Many martial arts were brought into the coffin board, which made martial arts increasingly decline;

Even if the martial arts of the Desert Judge is inherited from the family, Han Wen doesn’t know if he can give him one move and half a move. He still has a long way to go to become a hero. He must be guided by someone to lay a solid foundation. The Desert Judge is the most suitable person at present;

"Oh? You, a scholar, have a greater future than us, why do you learn this? The literati of the Ming Dynasty were still very powerful, but the martial artists were declining!" said the judge of the Desert while boxing;

Han Wen said: "Learn how many steps you should defend yourself! Besides, haven't I joined the Sky Eagle Gang now? When I encounter danger outside... Isn't it?"

"That's right!" The judge of the desert exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sweat on his body was more. He picked up a hand towel and rinsed it in the water, wringed it dry, and wiped his body: "It is best to start learning martial arts when you were a child. You are too old now, and even if you learn martial arts, you won't achieve anything in the future! This is the truth. Even if you are a martial arts student, you still have to look at the root and bones!

For example, if a scholar is really good at fighting, she may not be much inferior to me. Her roots and bones may be better than me. If it weren’t for a daughter, she had weak strength and had higher achievements... This is what my father said! There is no shortcut to learning martial arts. If you really want to learn, you must endure hardships!"

Is Shutong so powerful? Han Wen thought about it for a while and answered firmly: "You don't have to worry about suffering! I will!"

"Okay! You can start with slapping a horse!" The judge of Damo put on a pose: "Follow me to learn! This is 'horse stance'. In the past, it was the most superficial internal mental method in the world. After practicing it well, you can condense your internal strength, but now it is just a skill to exercise your leg strength! Because the trick of luck has been lost! At least not for me!

When practicing horse-drawing skills, the most important thing is standing posture. There are a set of tips in this regard, namely, 'hanging the head', 'stemming the back', 'holding the chest'. Follow these tips to pose, and the posture will not be wrong!"

Whenever he told a trick, he would stretch out his hand and poke it on Han Wen's body. His fingers fell on Han Wen's head, neck, back and abdomen. He had a very strong hand and tried harder to Han Wen. Han Wen naturally changed his body posture as this point.

Learning martial arts is really a tiring thing! Not to mention anything else, Han Wen felt that his legs were struggling after just a cup of tea, and he was even more trembling between his two thighs, so he fell down directly;

"If you can't endure hardship, don't learn! Practicing martial arts is really time-consuming and labor-intensive! But in the end, it can't beat a gunpowder gun! Oh! By the way, I'll add two things to you!" The judge of the desert broke off two branches from the tree and asked Korean to use his index finger and middle finger to hold it;

"What's the fuck?" Han Wen asked with difficulty;

The judge of Dasha smiled and said, "Practice your fingering! If you can persist, I can teach you the eagle claw skills within two or three months! It's the one used by the book boy!"

"Touch!" As soon as he finished speaking, Han Wen sat on the ground, gasping heavily, and the judge of Dasha shook his head: "Your body is too weak, probably related to going to Fengyue Place last night! Practicing martial arts, the boy's body is very important! Get up! Continue! Adjust your breathing!"

Han Wen was picked up by him, adjusted his breathing, continued to pose, and slowly closed his eyes. Han Wen slowly persisted in a self-hypnotic way. When he thought about going to some more advanced martial arts worlds, Han Wen felt that time was tight and he had to become stronger, otherwise he would... Well, to put it bluntly, he lost the life of this puppy!

"Oh! I'm so excited!" At some point, Hu Meiniang appeared in front of the two, wearing a bright red dress, and looked like a beautiful woman: "Brother! I'm having dinner!"

Seeing her shy look like a girl, the charm she showed inadvertently was really hot. Unfortunately, the object she liked, the judge of the desert was like a piece of wood, putting on her clothes on her own: "I have been taken care of by the boss lady! Brothers have not yet gotten up! Please greet me! After dinner, we have to go on our way!"

"You're going to leave so soon?" Hu Meiniang's voice suddenly raised octaves, and then nodded in disappointment. Han Wen turned her eyes and secretly blinked at her, stretching out her little finger and ring finger on her left hand;

A smile flashed in Hu Meiniang's eyes, and she smiled at him with gratitude. At some point, two extra silver notes were added in her hand and stuffed them into Han Wen's arms. In a moment of action, the judge of the desert turned his back to them, of course he didn't see it;

After Hu Meiniang left, Han Wen said, "Young Gang Master is really confused about the charm... Why do you ignore others? Could it be that you are practicing boy skills?"

The judge of the desert shook his head: "It's not good to be addicted to women!"

"What about Sister Shutong?" Han Wen blinked: "Even a blind man can see what's going on, how long are you going to delay?"

"She is my sister!" When talking about men and women, the judge of the desert seemed very confused and didn't know what to say;

"But she doesn't think so!" Han pretended to be an emotional consulting expert and said while stole the horse: "The ancients said that Dayu was better than to get rid of floods! Over time, it will not only delay you, but also delay Sister Shutong!

She is also a twenty-year-old man. How many years of youth do you have? If you really don’t have any ideas about her, why not find one for yourself as soon as possible! For example, this Boss Hu lady! Although she is a few years older than you, she is also a good candidate... "

The judge of Dasha was silent and turned around and left: "Come here for dinner later! Don't talk about those useless ones!"

In the attic not far away, Hu Meiniang poked her head out after the judge of the desert left and stretched out her thumb. She was very grateful. Han smiled and said to herself: Oh my, you can earn hundreds of taels of silver with just a few words. Whoever doesn’t do it is a fool!

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