A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 67: Genius is just the threshold to meet me (Please read it later)
Bao Zheng had no idea what the joke was.

Taking advantage of the break in conversation during breakfast, Song Xuan finally managed to persuade Bao Zheng to temporarily give up the idea of ​​paying.

Spread the word.

This will damage my reputation as Song Xuan, the timely rain. When I first arrived in Song City, I still have to rely on my reputation to gain a foothold.

After Bao Zheng finished washing the dishes, he watched Song Xuan and Zhang Fangping performing some slow moves in the yard, which seemed to be a way to maintain health.

But he had never seen it.

But the other guys were waving sticks, and Bao Zheng understood.

At first glance, it looked like several people were attacking the same group.

It looks like some kind of military formation drill.

However, military books were prohibited from circulation in the Song Dynasty.

If you perform well as a general, perhaps the emperor will teach you the military formation diagram made by Emperor Taizong.

When the time comes to fight, you soldiers will be able to win if you deploy according to this map.

I don’t know if anyone believes this military formation diagram.

As for the little puppies on the other side, they were also jumping around in groups of three or five, practicing sneak attacks and hunting.

After the two of them finished three sets of Ba Duan Jin and were sweating slightly, Bao Zheng saw them stop and spoke:
"Shi Er Lang is so young and yet he's already focusing on health preservation?"

"It's natural."

Song Xuan picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"After all, I have quite a bit of wealth. I can't just die and not spend my money."

"what?"

Bao Zheng discovered that after he had in-depth contact with Song Xuan, his speech and conversation did not conform to that of a traditional scholar. Instead, he frequently said shocking things. But when he thought about it carefully, they made quite a bit of sense.

But it's true, growing up in that kind of family and not growing up in a bad way is already a success.

At first, Zhang Fangping didn't understand many of Song Xuan's actions and words, but as he got to know him more, he realized that the things he didn't understand were things he hadn't expected.

Twelve Brother thinks very long-term.

Now when he looked at Bao Zheng, it was just like when he was at a loss, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Why is Zhang Dalang laughing?"

Zhang Fangping looked at the little black man in front of him and spoke after a while:
"I am Brother Xiao Bao, who is not wise, and I, Zhang Fangping, who lacks strategy."

When Bao Zheng heard this, he felt that both of them were abnormal.

He is in good health and doesn't look like he has any brain disease.

Song Xuan put the towel aside with a half-smile in his hand:
"Brother Bao, please don't be offended. Our daily jokes are always simple and we just laugh it off."

Bao Zheng responded repeatedly to express his understanding. They were still young and their words were indeed difficult to understand. Perhaps this was the same as why he did not understand the jokes his cousin told.

"Actually, we're exercising, reading and writing regularly, so we tend to get back pain easily. It's not a big deal when we're young, but it starts to show when we get older."

Song Xuan explained it to Bao Zheng again: "This Ba Duan Jin is suitable for people of all ages to practice and strengthen their bodies."

"Oh?"

Bao Zheng was a little surprised. He had never heard of such a comprehensive health-preserving method.

The most famous one is Hua Tuo's Five Animal Exercises, but it has been lost.

"Who created this Eight-Section Brocade?"

Song Xuan pointed at himself and said, "I figured it out myself."

Ba Duan Jin is a set of theories that was developed during the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties, and became very popular after the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

"Forehead."

Bao Zheng had just watched it three times. Although he didn't have a photographic memory, the movements looked simple. But since it was created by Song Xuan himself, he was a little unconvinced.

"I was just joking. This was taught to me by a white-bearded bald donkey passing by."

After listening to Song Xuan's explanation, Bao Zheng nodded in agreement. Now everything made sense.

This kind of health-preserving method is definitely not something young people should pursue.

Zhang Fangping couldn't help but sneer in his heart when he saw Bao Zheng believing the nonsense his twelfth brother said.

This person looks honest and simple, and I guess he has never seen any real genius in Hefei.

Even if he could pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi in the future as his twelfth brother said, he would probably not be ranked high.

From what he said yesterday, I knew that he had reached the ceiling in Hefei, so he wanted to go out to study, and he came alone to take the entrance exam for Yingtianfu Academy.

That means the students from their place probably don't have enough ability to come here to take the exam.

Zhang Fangping always believed that if you are talented enough and work hard enough, you will definitely see Song Xuan standing in front of you.

Last year, when he was standing by the river and chatting with Song Xuan, his twelfth brother's words, "Genius is just a step away from meeting me," immediately made Zhang Fangping tremble all over and unable to speak for a long time.

Twelve Brother, who doesn't study seriously on weekdays, can still beat many people. Once he starts to work hard, Zhang Fangping believes that Bao Zheng will also understand that saying.

Even if it was said now, Bao Zheng would not believe it. Zhang Fangping just had a faint smile on his face.

He was looking forward to the scene after the exam results were announced.

That must be so much fun.

Song Xuan didn't care, since he was learning from others anyway.

As they were talking, Qu Ze had already returned with the donkey after its stroll and tied it up in the donkey shed.

There was a severe shortage of war horses in the Song Dynasty, and those with a relatively good financial situation used ox carts or mules.

An ordinary horse costs more than fifty strings of cash. Who can afford it? Besides, you don’t have the resources to buy it.

"Twelve Lang."

Qu Ze handed the reins of the war donkey to Song Xuan, who rubbed the donkey's neck while listening to Qu Ze say that the donkey was very lively.

Even if a male donkey is old, his sexual desires are still very strong. If he is not active, he is obviously not a good donkey.

"Two cents."

The donkey that Song Xuan patted was a Huaiyang donkey.

It is a medium-sized donkey.

And it's a donkey with reddish-brown fur.

It has a large body, a single spine, a single back and long limbs.

It is much taller than the average pony.

Ermao felt Song Xuan's touch and responded actively.

"Why does Shierlang raise a donkey?" Bao Zheng looked at the donkey in amazement. It was rare to see such a tall donkey.

"I'm learning from Emperor Taizong."

Song Xuan's words made Bao Zheng extremely puzzled:
"When Emperor Taizong ran from Gaoliang River to Baoding, driving his lame donkey cart for 200 miles and leaving the Liao cavalry behind, I was very impressed by his feat. So, in addition to practicing my riding skills, I also raise a donkey to practice driving."

It would have been fine if Song Xuan hadn't explained, but after he did, Bao Zheng didn't know whether Song Xuan really admired Emperor Taizong's driving skills or was satirizing Emperor Taizong's experience of fleeing in a panic after his defeat.

But in the end, Bao Zheng couldn't help but wonder: "Shi Er Lang, why don't you study hard on weekdays and practice driving a donkey cart?"

"Scholars like us, besides educating the people, must also share the country's worries. Those generals all rely on their fathers' influence to hold the position of general. How can they lead the army well?"

"If I ever have the opportunity to serve the government on the frontier, I'll definitely need a donkey cart."

Song Xuan said seriously, "Emperor Taizong's superb donkey cart driving skills are exactly what I pursue and want to learn."

Bao Zheng took a half step back.

For a moment, he couldn't figure out whether Song Xuan's words were true or false!

(End of this chapter)