Peerless Pirates

(The first update is here!) Di Jie asked: "Little brother, those of us who are soldiers are inevitably injured during training. It is common to apply hot compresses or soak in hot water. But why use ice cubes for cold compresses first?" When Di Jie asked, everyone looked up at Song Zheng. Chu Hongwu said: "Master Song, aren't you trying to be mysterious here?"

Yang Tong glared at him, and Chu Hongwu quickly lowered his head, not daring to speak any more.

Song Zheng looked a little surprised. It turned out that people in this era didn't know this. He said: "Go get the ice cubes first, and I will explain it to you guys later." After Song Zheng finished speaking, he walked towards a water tank against the wall in the courtyard, and then took his arm He pulled up his trousers, took out the Fish Gut Sword, and cut off a piece of ice. After thinking about it, he cut off the left sleeve of his coat, wrapped the ice cube in several layers, and then walked over and handed it to Di Jie.

When Yang Tong saw Song Zheng take out his dagger, he was shocked. When he fought with this little brother that morning, he didn't use the dagger. If he had used a sword at that time, with his skill, he might have been injured. Thinking of this , Yang Tong couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. The people around him didn't know that Yang Tong had rashly fought with Song Zheng, so they didn't feel anything. Instead, they were filled with emotion that he cut off his sleeves without hesitation. Although a piece of clothing was not worth it, No money, but the affection can be seen from this.

After Di Jie put the ice cube on his wrist as instructed, Song Zheng turned to Chu Hongwu and said, "Has Brother Chu ever been injured?"

Chu Hongwu looked at Yang Tong first, and then said: "That's natural. There are few of us soldiers who don't have scars. As for sprained feet and twisted hands, it's even more common."

Song Zheng smiled: "Did Brother Chu find out that if you use hot water immediately, the swelling will be even worse?"

Yang Tong said: "From what Little Brother Song said, it seems that it is really the case. Since most people don't care about sprains, they just need to rest for two days, so no one has taken it seriously."

Song Zheng said: "Whether it is a sprain or a contusion, it will cause the small blood vessels at the sprained area to break. Blood and body fluids will accumulate in this area and cannot be recovered into the blood vessels. Only then will bruises or redness appear. If you use ice to apply cold compresses, the temperature of the area will When it is lowered, the blood vessels will contract, which will reduce or prevent further bleeding, thereby avoiding aggravation of the injury. After twelve hours, the injured area begins to repair. At this time, it is necessary to relax the muscles and activate blood circulation, and naturally use hot compresses. You should all know this. .”

Comrade Yang said: "Although we don't quite understand what little brother Song said, it seems to make some sense. If little brother's method is really effective, we will immediately notify the army. Although the sprain is not a big deal, it is not a big deal for my three thousand Mizhou." For the army, this is a great achievement." Song Zheng said in his heart, this is a truth that is well known to future generations, how can it be wrong!

Song Zheng's hard skills and soft skills immediately won the recognition of the four instructors. He was strong in martial arts and valued friendship. He was the most popular person in the army. Therefore, everyone had a much better impression of Song Zheng. Even those who were always beside him He Qian who was watching also had a very good impression of Song Zheng. Of course, this was also because Song Zheng praised him so much just now, which made him feel very glorious. Although he also knew that the other party was deliberately snubbing other teachers with bad attitudes, but he Faced with a group of martial artists every day, he had a hard time saying anything. Now that a well-educated instructor came to him, he felt that he had finally found a close friend. Especially this young master's kung fu was still higher than that of all the others, which made him reborn. He understood the meaning of making friends. So, he smiled slightly and said: "Teachers, would you like to go to the room to talk?"

This sentence was very timely, and everyone realized that it was inappropriate to talk while standing, and they all came to the room one after another. He Qian and Song Zheng walked to the end, and he asked: "Song Jiaoxi, when we were chatting, you mentioned "Old Man"

The sentence "Niu also understands that time and time are valuable, and does not wait for the whip to work hard" can be said to express the mentality of our old people, but I don't know who the poet Zang Ke's family is?"

Song Zheng was shocked. He had just been focusing on writing and had forgotten about this incident. He couldn't tell He Qian that Zang Ke's family was a poet eight hundred years later, and he was also from Zhucheng (Mizhou), right? Song Zheng could only whisper.

He said: "Zang Ke's family is the next in the township party. He has not been famous in his life and has passed away." After hearing this, He Qian sighed: "With this sentence, Brother Zang will be famous throughout the ages!" Song Zheng continued smoothly: "

Some people are dead, but they are still alive; some people are alive, but they are already dead." After saying this, the young master of Song Dynasty wanted to give himself a slap in the face immediately and let you drag him, and he even recited Zang Lao's modern poems.

Got it!

He Qian was stunned after hearing this, and then said: "Song Jiaoxi is so young, and he can actually say such philosophical words, which really makes me sit up and take notice."

Song Zheng didn't dare to speak any more, so he had no choice but to say nothing. Fortunately, everyone had already come to the room and sat down one after another at this time, which relieved Song Zheng's encirclement.

After Song Zheng waited for everyone to sit down, he took his seat closest to the door. He seemed to be inferior, which made everyone look at him more favorably.

Yang Tong asked: "Little brother, you are very good at close quarters. Do you know how to use weapons?" Yang Tong asked, and everyone looked at Song Zheng. After all, weapons need to be used on the battlefield to achieve the maximum effect.

Lethality.

Song Zheng smiled bitterly and said: "I have to apologize to Brother Yang here. I came to the martial arts academy as a guest teacher in name, but in fact I had the intention of stealing from my teacher. The reason is that in addition to being able to use a dagger, I don't know how to use a dagger.

I don’t know anything about other weapons. I would also like to ask you to teach me something at your convenience. I would like to thank you in advance." Having said this, Song Zheng stood up and bowed.

Song Zheng exposed his shortcomings and showed an attitude of being willing to be a student, which made everyone feel at ease. Even Chu Hongwu, who had the deepest prejudice against him, forgot about the embarrassment he had just been holding back, and said: "It's easy to talk, easy to talk,

Little brother, my old weapon is a stick. If you are willing to learn it, I will teach it to you."

Who wouldn't want to have a student who is better than himself? Seeing that several of his teachers were interested in accepting disciples, Yang Tong said: "Little brother, the weapons used in the army are mainly knives, guns, sticks and archery. Su

Kun and Yunli are good at swordsmanship, Chu Hongwu uses sticks, and Di Jie uses spears. As for you, Brother Yang, and I, we prefer bows and arrows. I wonder which one my little brother would like to learn?"

Everyone looked at Song Zheng expectantly, obviously willing to teach martial arts. Song Zheng secretly thought that when it comes to long-range killing, arrows are naturally the most useful. To deal with Huang Yuandu and Pang Hui, he might be able to use his own time.

Not much. If you learn them all, you will definitely not be good at it. You can only focus on archery. But how can you dispel other people's thoughts? If you don't say it right at the moment, you may offend the four hundred households and destroy the harmonious relationship you just established. His

His eyes kept wandering over these people, and he glanced at Yang Tong a few more times.

Yang Tong immediately understood what Song Zheng was thinking, but as he was the boss of several hundred households, he was embarrassed to compete with his subordinates for apprentices, so he had to keep silent. He Qian, who had been watching Song Zheng, seemed to see the meaning behind it.

He said: "As the saying goes: three years for a stick, five years for a sword, ten years for an arrow, and thirty years for a spear. All the instructors have strong martial arts skills, and Mr. Song was having a hard time making up his mind. I have an idea, I wonder whether I should talk about it or not?"

Yang Tong immediately seized the opportunity and said: "Mr. He has served in the army and is much older than us. He must have good vision. Mr. He should say it's okay."

He Qian twisted his beard and said: "I think the Song Dynasty teacher is very good at close range, but he still lacks the power of long-range attacks. It would be better if he could be supplemented by archery. Do you think so?"

Song Zheng spoke naturally and nodded pretendingly: "The old man is empty-minded, but the old man knows everything. Mr. He's words made me enlightened." This sentence was considered to have expressed his intention. Chu Hongwu and other three The other strong man glared at He Qian, but Di Jie seemed to realize something and lowered his head pretending to check his wrist. In any case, since Song Zheng had already expressed his intention, none of the four would compete with his boss for his apprentice. , which also acquiesces to this fact.

Song Zheng was afraid that the atmosphere would be awkward, so he immediately changed the topic: "It's getting late, should we go teach the students?" All the teachers suddenly woke up. They were competing and chatting just now, which delayed them for nearly an hour. It is estimated that those students There was a commotion on the training ground. The four instructors all stood up and looked at Yang Tong. Yang said: "Little brother, you just came here and I arranged a group of lessons for you. Now that Di Jie is injured, I have to arrange for you." Go to the third group. Su Kun, Yun Li, you two will go to the second group to teach swordsmanship according to the normal curriculum; Chu Hongwu will go to the first group and tell them how to practice sticks; Di Jie will go home and rest. I will re-draw the following courses. do you understand?"

Several people bowed and clasped their fists in unison in response to "Yes". Even Di Jie reluctantly raised his arms. This allowed Song Zheng to see the strict discipline of the military camp.

After the four people went out, Yang Tong said: "Little brother, the martial arts academy has its own rules. I hope you get used to them." Song Zheng also followed the example of others, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Please make it clear to Yang Qianhu!"

Yang Tong smiled and scolded: "Little boy, you learn very quickly. Come on, I'll send you to the third group."

Song Zheng turned around and cupped his hands to He Qian and said, "Mr. He, thank you very much just now." He Qian smiled and twirled his beard, nodded slightly, and said nothing. Yang Tong also nodded to He Qian, turned around and went out, followed by Song Zheng Later.

The two of them quickly left the courtyard and entered the training ground. On the way, they agreed that in the early morning of the day when Song Zheng came to the martial arts academy for classes, Yang Tong would teach Song Zheng archery for an hour.

When the two were making some archery moves, Song Zheng realized that half of his coat sleeve was missing. He raised his left arm and waved it in front of Yang Tong, and said with a bitter smile: "Brother Yang, does this count as disheveled?"

Yang Tong laughed: "Young Master Song sacrificed his sleeves to save Di Jie. It is a good story if it spreads."

Song Zheng knew that his performance just now had been seen through by Yang Tong, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Yang Tong looked at Song Zheng's slightly embarrassed expression, and was even more happy. Song Zheng could only follow with a wry smile. (Please comment, please give me flowers, please add to favorites) , please ask for bricks too!)