Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 145 Brothers
"call!"

Having not practiced boxing for a while, Sheng Changquan was somewhat unaccustomed to suddenly resuming his old routine.

However, this discomfort was not a physical one; on the contrary, Sheng Changquan's discomfort was more of a strange feeling in his consciousness.

Through this practice, Sheng Changquan was surprised to find that something seemed wrong with his body; he had a peculiar feeling.

As everyone knows, the key to martial arts training is perseverance!

As the saying goes, "One should never leave one's lips with a song, nor one's hands with a fist." No matter how high your martial arts skills are, if you don't practice for a while, you will inevitably suffer a setback when you fight someone again!
However, Sheng Changquan was different!

Whether it was the nameless boxing technique passed down from Marquis Yongyi that had worked, or his own body that was special, in any case, when he finished his punches and began to breathe, Sheng Changquan suddenly realized that his state was somewhat special, as if he had been preserved at his former peak.

It's as if my body has a special memory; once I've reached a certain level, I won't fall back down.

Whether it was the power of his punches, the speed of his reactions, or even the excitement of his blood circulation, all of these were maintained at the peak level in Sheng Changquan's memory, and were not affected in the slightest by this preliminary examination.

"This feeling?"

Sheng Changquan felt a bit surprised and suspicious, sensing that something was amiss.

However, since he was already a renowned medical expert, and with his interactions with the He family of Baishitan over the years, Sheng Changquan's medical skills had become increasingly profound. Therefore, although he did not understand the underlying principles of his physical condition, he could clearly perceive that there was nothing wrong with it.

More importantly, it's a benefit.

"Seventh Brother!"

Just as Sheng Changquan was preparing to practice his boxing techniques one more time and fully experience his strange state, a figure suddenly walked into Ze Yutang's courtyard.

"Second brother!"

Sheng Changquan turned around and immediately saw the person at the door.

The person who arrived was indeed Sheng Changquan's elder brother, Sheng Changbai.

Sheng Changbai was dressed in a blue robe that looked very composed but was actually old-fashioned, and his face was always solemn and dignified. However, when he saw Sheng Changquan turn around, Sheng Changbai actually smiled, which was rare for him.

Although it was fleeting, Sheng Changquan still keenly noticed it.

"Big brother, you smiled?"

Just as Sheng Changquan was filled with questions, Sheng Changbai spoke up.

"Second brother, congratulations!"

Sheng Changbai handed a wooden box to Sheng Changquan, saying, "Actually, I heard you were back yesterday!"

After presenting the gift, Sheng Changbai composed himself and said, "However, I thought you must be tired after such a long journey, so I only contacted you now."

"What is Second Brother talking about?"

Sheng Changquan accepted the gift, and then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, saying, "It should be me who is visiting, how could I possibly delay your studies, elder brother?"

"If this affects my older brother's imperial examination, wouldn't it be my fault!"

"It doesn't matter!"

Sheng Changbai waved his right hand, took a few steps, and said, "I've already heard about your results this time!"

"You did a great job this time!"

At this moment, Sheng Changbai's eyes suddenly brightened as he looked at his younger brother: "Back then, neither your third brother nor I achieved such a result in this subject, which shows your talent!"

As the eldest brother, Sheng Changbai was naturally very concerned about the prosperity of the Sheng family, especially after he realized Sheng Changquan's talent and ability. He paid even more attention to his younger brother!
After all, the prosperity of a family is not solely due to the efforts of one person. "Although our Sheng family is known for its scholarly traditions, our family's foundation is not particularly deep!"

Sheng Changbai adopted the demeanor of an elder brother and spoke earnestly to Sheng Changquan, saying, "Since the time of our great-grandfather, our Sheng family has accumulated some wealth, which enabled our grandfather's rise to prominence."

"But now, the only thing my Sheng family can boast about, the only thing we can show off, is my grandfather's third-place finish in the imperial examinations!"

Although Sheng Changbai's nature is different from Sheng Hong's, father and son are of one mind, and he has lived under Sheng Hong's influence for so many years. Therefore, it is inevitable that Sheng Changbai, like his father, will take it upon himself to revitalize the Sheng family.

However, Sheng Changbai was more principled than Sheng Hong.

"Unfortunately, your third brother and I are not capable enough to enter the imperial examination and be among the top three, like our grandfather!"

"But Changquan, you are different!"

In his excitement, Sheng Changbai simply called out Sheng Changquan's name and said, "You have talent, ability, and you are hardworking!"

"In my elder brother's opinion, among our generation, only you have the opportunity to reach the same heights as our grandfather!"

Sheng Changbai's eyes seemed to hold a deep spring, containing a whirlpool that stirred people's hearts: "Even surpassing grandfather, becoming the new symbol of the Sheng family!"

"Second brother!"

Sheng Changquan was somewhat shocked by what his second brother had said!
After all, given Sheng Changbai's "taciturn" nature, it was truly "terrifying" that he could say so much!

If Madam Wang were here, she would surely invite the Three Pure Ones to exorcise evil spirits from her son.

However, this also demonstrates the weight of Sheng Changbai's words from another perspective; they were so sincere and so firm!

"hehe!"

Sheng Changbai also felt a little excited, so he forced a smile, revealing a smile that he wasn't very good at.

"Changquan, don't feel pressured!"

Sheng Changbai was afraid that his words would affect Sheng Changquan's path, so he continued, "Brother, I just wanted to encourage you to focus more on your studies."

"Remember this, never let your guard down!"

"Especially, you must not be like your third brother!"

Sheng Changbai specifically instructed, "You must not go out to social events every day, or attend poetry and song gatherings everywhere, as it will affect your studies!"

"Ok!"

Hearing this, Sheng Changquan's lips curled up slightly: "Big brother, I know."

In fact, Sheng Changbai had mentioned this to Sheng Changfeng, but he refused to listen, focusing solely on making a name for himself at various poetry gatherings in the outside world in order to gain the appreciation of some "distinguished young men" and make friends with them.

In Sheng Changfeng's view, he was talented, while the other party was powerful. He craved their power, and they appreciated his talent. In the end, both sides gained something from this exchange.

However, Sheng Changfeng never considered one principle: one must be strong to forge iron!
In the past, it was fine, but if it really came to a critical moment, these friends whom Sheng Changfeng called "brothers" might not necessarily lend a helping hand.

"Kick! Kick! Kick!"

Just as the Sheng brothers were talking to each other, someone else arrived at the entrance of Zeyutang.

"Oh? Second brother, you're here too!"

The person who arrived was Sheng Changfeng.

(End of this chapter)