Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 462: The Art of Concealing One's Breath, Family Affairs

After seeing Ji Zhen off, Yang Zhengshan practiced in seclusion in his mansion for another two days.

The exchange with Ji Zhen brought him considerable gains.

Although it did not directly improve his cultivation, it gave him a different understanding and perception of martial arts.

In the main courtyard of the Marquis' Mansion, Yang Zhengshan stood like a statue. Snowflakes were falling from the sky like goose feathers, fluttering down and gently landing on Yang Zhengshan's shoulders and head.

However, Yang Zhengshan closed his eyes and stood still, not paying any attention to the snow piling up on his head and shoulders.

In the main room, Yu Qingyi sat by the stove making cotton clothes for Ming Zhao, and from time to time she looked up at Yang Zhengshan outside the door.

Qingxia and Hongyun looked at Yang Zhengshan with curiosity, not understanding what Yang Zhengshan was doing.

As time passed, the snow on Yang Zhengshan's head grew into a peak, but he remained motionless.

"Madam, do you want to call the Marquis in?" Qingxia couldn't help it anymore.

It’s so cold, it’s not a good idea to stand outside all the time!
Yu Qingyi shook her head slightly, "The Marquis is practicing, please don't disturb him!"

"What are they practicing?" Qingxia was confused.

Practice!

How can one practice like this?
Standing still?

Yu Qingyi didn’t know what Yang Zhengshan was practicing, but Yang Zhengshan was not a child, so there must be a reason for what he did.

Yang Zhengshan was indeed practicing, he was just practicing the art of concealing his breath.

This technique of concealing breath was taught to him by Ji Zhen. It is not an advanced technique, but it is very useful, especially for innate warriors. This technique of concealing breath is a very practical technique.

The so-called breath-retaining technique is to restrain one's own breath and control the changes in one's own breath.

In the Body Tempering Realm, the Breath Control Technique is mainly used to control breathing. In the Acquired Realm, the Breath Control Technique can be used to control Qi. And in the Innate Realm, the Breath Control Technique can be used to control Innate Qi.

In addition to breathing, energy and innate true qi, the art of restraining breath can also help control the blood, murderous aura, and power in the body.

To put it simply, the art of breath control is some techniques to improve control over one's own breath and mind.

It has many uses for Yang Zhengshan. It can improve his control over his innate true energy, and can also be used to restrain his own breath and hide. If practiced to the extreme, it can even work on the mind.

In terms of spiritual effect, this should be the level of entering the Tao. Yang Zhengshan and Ji Zhen both have a vague understanding of this level, but they both think that this technique of concealing breath may be useful for entering the Tao.

Now Yang Zhengshan is practicing the art of restraining his breath. Although he appears motionless, he is actually controlling the restraint of the innate true qi in his body.

After more than an hour, Yang Zhengshan slowly opened his eyes and exhaled heavily.

His eyes were full of joy.

The effect of this breath-concealing technique was better than he expected.

He couldn't be sure whether the technique of concealing the breath was helpful in entering the Tao, but he was sure that it was helpful in entering the subtle realm.

After just a little attempt, he felt that he had gained greater control over his innate true energy.

If he continued to practice, maybe in the future he would be able to reach a profound level with this breath-concealing technique.

In the hall, Qingxia and Hongyun saw Yang Zhengshan open his eyes, and hurried forward to help Yang Zhengshan brush off the snow on his body.

After the snow was cleared, Yang Zhengshan walked into the main room and sat next to Yu Qingyi.

"My Lord!" A little maid brought tea to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Yu Qingyi put down the cotton coat in her hand and asked, "What are you practicing?"

"Senior Ji gave me the art of breath-concealing. I will record the technique later and you can practice it in the future!" Yang Zhengshan said casually.

The art of concealing breath is not a rare skill. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can still buy it.

However, the breath-concealing technique that Ji Zhen gave was different from the breath-concealing technique that was circulated in the martial arts world. It should include the experiences of a certain innate warrior, as well as some of Ji Zhen's cultivation insights.

It can be considered a collector's edition of the art of concealing one's breath.

"Oh!" Yu Qingyi was just asking. She was not very interested in the art of concealing her breath.

Now that she has reached the level of half a step into the innate realm, she is in the process of looking for an opportunity to break through, and has no intention of practicing anything else.

"By the way, Yunxue sent me a letter. Do you want to take a look?" Yu Qingyi said.

"What did she say?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Yu Qingyi said softly: "It's about the matter at the Haichang Marquis's Mansion!"

Yang Zhengshan looked up at her, "What's the matter? Is there any problem with the Haichang Marquis' Mansion?"

If there was no problem with the Haichang Marquis's Mansion, Yu Qingyi's tone should not be like this.

Yu Qingyi hesitated for a moment before saying, "It's not that there is any problem. Haichang Bo is a good person and his family has always been very stable. However, Haichang Bo once arranged a marriage for Miss Sun from the Xue family!"

"They want to break up the engagement?"

"It's not a broken engagement, it's a premature one!"

Yang Zhengshan suddenly realized that arranging marriages among children was a very normal thing in Darong, especially in the families of officials and dignitaries. Arranging marriages among children in advance was also a sign of closeness.

As for premature death, there is nothing we can do about it. No one can avoid the possibility that a child will get sick or have a disaster.

If it was a regret of the engagement, it might be because Haichangbo was dishonest.

But if the baby died young, then the blame cannot be placed on the Haichang Marquis's Mansion.

"That's okay. As long as she's virtuous, that's enough. We don't have so many taboos in our family!" Yang Zhengshan said indifferently.

All Yu Qingyi cares about is a woman's reputation.

Although it was only a child engagement and they had not yet gotten married, Miss Sun from the Haichang Earl's Mansion was still subject to rumors that she was a jinx.

"Then let's settle this matter first?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Yang Zhengshan thought for a moment and said, "Let Chengxian go and have a look himself. It would be great if he has no objection!"

Chengxian is now eager to go to the Royal Guard Battalion for training, so he probably won't object.

However, Yang Zhengshan still felt that it would be more appropriate for him to go and meet the girl himself. Yang Zhengshan has never advocated blind marriage.

When Yang Chengye and Yu were discussing marriage, they had also met in Kyoto.

"Mingzhi probably doesn't have time to go to Kyoto!" Yu Qingyi said.

"Then let Mingcheng go. He has nothing to do at home anyway!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Mingzhi is my biological father, but if he can’t go, my uncle can go too.

Besides, Yang Mingcheng is the heir of the Jing'an Marquisate. If he takes Yang Chengxian with him, he can also show Haichangbo how much the Marquisate values ​​Chengxian.

"Don't wait until after the New Year. We have to go to Kyoto to give festival gifts before the New Year. Let Mingcheng take Chengxian with him!"

"Let Chengye go back to Yangjia Village this year to take a look!"

In the past, during every New Year's Day, Yang Mingcheng would represent the Yang family to go back and worship their ancestors and send New Year gifts. Now that Chengye is married, he is able to represent the Yang family.

Yangjia Village is also a Feng Shui treasure land. More than ten years ago, when Beidi and Chongshan Town suffered from severe drought, Yangjia Village was hardly affected. This year, when Liaodong suffered from severe drought, Yangjia Village was not greatly affected either.

Since Yang Zhengshan came into this world, Yangjia Village has always been prosperous.

While the two were talking, there was a sudden noise outside the door. Qingxia and Hongyun were about to go and see what was going on when they saw a nanny wearing a green cotton jacket running in with a happy face.

"Lord Marquis, Madam Marquis, great joy, great joy, Madam Sun is pregnant!"

Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi looked at each other and then smiled.

"Has Doctor Li taken your pulse?" Yu Qingyi asked.

Doctor Li’s name is Li Juntang. He is the most famous doctor in Chongshan Pass and a guest of honor in every mansion in Chongshan Pass.

Although the Yang family has trained several doctors, their level is average. They are only good at treating colds and flu, but they can basically not be relied upon for anything else.

However, the Yang family rarely gets sick, and they only invite Li Juntang over occasionally.

"I've already invited Doctor Li, and it was Doctor Li who diagnosed the case!" The nanny's old face smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

She was Yu's dowry nanny, and was selected by the Queen from the palace.

Yu's pregnancy is a great joy for the Yang family, and it is an extremely important matter for Yu and her loved ones.

For women, children are their confidence.

Especially since the Yang family has a family rule that one can only take a concubine if he is childless by the age of 30, so the importance of that child goes without saying.

Yu Qingyi stood up and winked at Hongyun, who immediately took out a purse and handed it to the nanny.

"This is a gift from my wife!"

"Thank you, madam, for the reward, and thank you, Miss Hongyun!" The nanny smiled even more brightly.

"I'll go over and take a look!" Yu Qingyi said to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan also stood up, "Let's go together!"

His granddaughter-in-law is pregnant, so next year he will have another generation added to his family.

As the first child of the fourth generation of the Yang family, Yang Zhengshan naturally has to pay special attention to him.

Immediately, Hongyun and Qingxia took out fur coats and put them on Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi.

When they arrived at Yang Chengye's yard, the yard was already filled with cheers.

"Has anyone been sent to call Young Master Sun?" Yu Qingyi asked.

"Madam, Chief Steward Wu has already sent people to the military camp!" said Yuzhu, the maidservant beside Yu.

Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi walked into the main hall, but only Yu Qingyi went to the inner room, while Yang Zhengshan stayed in the main hall with Li Juntang.

Li Juntang is already in his sixties. He is not only a great doctor, but also a warrior. However, his cultivation is only at the third level of the acquired realm.

A moment later, Yu Qingyi and Yu came out from the inner room.

"grandfather!"

Yu bowed shyly.

Yang Zhengshan smiled and said, "Take good care of yourself if you are pregnant. Our Yang family is still waiting for you to carry on the family line!"

After he said this, he felt that it was inappropriate, and added: "Don't be sad even if it's a daughter. There are still many days to come. As long as you are healthy, there is no need to rush!"

It is inevitable to favor boys over girls, even in the Yang family.

As Yu was the eldest grandson's wife of the Yang family, it was inevitable that she would have some unnecessary pressure.

If she gave birth to a daughter, I'm afraid she wouldn't like her.

Hearing this, Yu smiled sweetly, "Grandpa, don't worry, your granddaughter-in-law will take good care of herself."

"I still have a lot of ginseng and precious medicines. When the time comes, ask the nanny beside you to ask Wu Hai to get some!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

"Thanks grandpa, granddaughter-in-law!" Yu bowed again.

Yang Zhengshan stood up and said, "Doctor Li, I'll take you there!"

Li Juntang, who was standing beside him, heard this and waved his hands, saying, "I dare not, Lord Marquis, please stay!"

Yang Zhengshan ignored his refusal and made a gesture of invitation. Li Juntang was a little flattered, but seeing that Yang Zhengshan insisted, he no longer refused.

Just as they walked out of the courtyard gate, Yang Chengye rushed back in a hurry.

"grandfather!!"

"Well, you go in first!"

Yang Chengye grinned, bowed to Li Juntang, and walked into the yard.

Yang Zhengshan continued to see Li Juntang off, "Doctor Li, I have an unwelcome request, I wonder if Doctor Li can help me?"

"My Lord, please feel free to speak. As long as I can do it, I will not refuse!" said Li Juntang.

The two walked towards the front yard, and Yang Zhengshan continued, "Can your Li family's medical books be passed on to others?"

Li Juntang was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "My Lord may have misunderstood. Our Li family has no medical heritage. My father's master is from Qingyang Mountain. Therefore, the medical knowledge of our Li family comes from Qingyang Temple, and there is no saying that it cannot be passed on to outsiders!"

The martial arts flourished in Darong, and the medical arts also flourished.

However, compared to martial arts, medical traditions are less common.

The medical skills of most folk doctors are inherited from their family, while the medical skills in the martial arts world are mostly inherited from sects.

There is a difference between the two. Folk doctors are good at treating difficult and complicated diseases, while doctors in the world are better at treating external injuries and are more proficient in pharmacology.

It goes without saying that he is good at treating external injuries. Warriors fight and kill all day long, and getting injured is a common thing.

And being proficient in pharmacology is for the purpose of using herbs to assist in cultivation, such as the medicinal bath recipes for the Body Tempering Realm, the prescriptions for the acquired realm using precious medicines, and so on.

As for Qingyang Temple, it is actually a Taoist temple outside Dingzhou City, south of Chongshan Town.

Qingyang Temple can also be considered a powerful force in the martial arts world, but its most powerful heritage is not its martial arts, but its medical heritage.

The abbots of Qingyang Temple in all dynasties were extremely powerful doctors.

Qingyang Temple often recruits disciples from the public to teach medical skills. Many medical skills in Chongshan Town come from Qingyang Temple.

"I see!" Yang Zhengshan showed a look of understanding, and then said: "Then could you please, Doctor Li, copy a copy of the medical book at home for me?"

Over the years, Yang Zhengshan has collected a lot of medical skills, some of which were used to train military doctors. When he was in Tenglongwei, he trained a number of military doctors who were good at treating trauma.

The rest was for his own learning. He started from the most basic preparation of medicinal materials and is now proficient in all kinds of pharmacology. Although he has never treated anyone, he is no worse than an ordinary doctor in pharmacology.

He happened to meet Li Juntang today, so he suddenly decided to ask for some medical books.

"That's no problem at all. I'll ask my son to bring the medical book to you tomorrow!" Li Juntang agreed readily.

Qingyang Temple has no intention of keeping its possessions to itself, so naturally the Li family won't have such an idea either.

Besides, it would be useless even if the Li family cherished their possessions. Everything that the Li family had, Qingyang Temple also had.

Moreover, for him, being able to help Yang Zhengshan a little bit was a blessing for their Li family.

After seeing Li Juntang off, Yang Zhengshan first arranged for someone to deliver two jars of Baicao Wine to the Li family.

Although Li Juntang did not make any requests, Yang Zhengshan could not take advantage of Li Juntang. Li Juntang would definitely not suffer any loss by exchanging two jars of herbal wine for copying some medical books.

(End of this chapter)