The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Putting on his clothes, he went to Grandpa's room to say hello. Compared to Zhou Ya's group of people who spent the Spring Festival without being sleepy at all, Zhou Yiren paid more attention to his work, so he came back with Yang Dongxu to read the documents in the room.

Zhou Yiren was not surprised to see old man Xuan come back, he just greeted him as usual, then lowered his head and continued to look at the documents in his hand.

Seeing his god-grandfather's reaction, Yang Shu Dongxu scratched his head, wondering if his god-grandfather was too relieved of his god-grandson, or because he was so absorbed in his work that he didn't care about other things. The old man Xuan came to see him at this point because he had something to do, and it was a big deal, but Zhou Yiren didn't care about it.

"Old man, you went to dig coal, why did you get yourself into such a mess?" Yang Dongxu looked at old man Xuan with a searching look on his face.

"Come to the courtyard tomorrow, come early to practice there, and break your legs later." After coming out of Zhou Yiren's room, old man Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, obviously Zhou Yiren's acquiescence made him a lot easier.

"Who have I provoked?" Seeing old man Xuan leave in a hurry, Yang Dongxu's face was bewildered.

Zhou Yiren seemed to know what old man Xuan was doing, and Nalan Yi definitely knew. But he didn't know at all, and it turned out that he, who didn't know anything, seemed to be the protagonist of this matter, otherwise Old Man Xuan wouldn't have come to him at this time.

As a result, everyone knew about it but no one told him, which made him look dazed and didn't say anything, and he was reprimanded by old man Xuan who didn't know what happened.

However, it is also a good thing for old man Xuan to train him. Of course, this is not because he has a tendency to abuse himself. Instead, old man Xuan scolded him, proving that old man Xuan was fine, which reassured him who had been worried all the time.

The next day Yang Dongxu got up early and went to Dong'anfu Hutong. No matter where old man Xuan has been these days or what secrets he doesn't know, practicing is a must every day, and laziness will definitely not have good fruit. Can be sure.

When he came to Dong'anfu Hutong, old man Xuan had already opened the gate, and after seeing that there was no one in the yard, Yang Dongxu walked in. At this moment, old man Xuan came out of the room with herbs.

Without any verbal communication, Yang Dongxu first moved his limbs and then started to practice martial arts. When his muscles and bones were stretched, he jumped into the medicine barrel to soak the medicine, and at the same time exhaled very rhythmically.

Ever since he felt the sense of Qi for the first time, that air flow has been continuously expanding in Yang Dongxu's body over time. Every time he breathes out, it travels through his veins, and finally lies dormant in his dantian.

After possessing internal strength, Yang Dongxu was ecstatic again and again, as if he had seen the heroic figure of a hero who could fly over walls and pick leaves and flowers.

It's a pity that the reality is cruel. The old man Xuan told Yang Dongxu that he wanted to reach the realm where flying eaves and walls, picking leaves and flying flowers are all weapons. According to the current progress, maybe after another 30 to 40 years of practice, he might be able to see the shadow.

After another thirty or forty years of practice, maybe Yang Dongxu didn't know what to say for a while. What made him even more speechless was that even if he reached it, he would not be invincible, because old man Xuan said that in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, many master-level masters who could release their internal strength and external strength were shot to death because they did not abide by the law.

In a word, no matter how high the martial arts is, he is afraid of kitchen knives. In this era of hot weapons, Gu Wu wants to be invincible.

Of course, practicing martial arts also has the benefits of practicing martial arts. Not only can you strengthen your body, but you can also exercise your will. But these have nothing to do with Yang Dongxu. The reason why old man Xuan let him practice martial arts is because he is afraid that his luck will be too prosperous in the future and he will die young.

In other words, he was doomed from the very beginning of his martial arts practice to become a hero who can fight for righteousness. The internal force condensed by the so-called breathing method is more biased towards health preservation.

According to the old man Xuan, if Yang Dongxu completely locks up a solid foundation before the age of 30, then as long as he does not indulge in gentleness after the age of 30, it is basically no problem to live beyond the age of 100.

Be a virgin for another 30 years? Think about the black line on Yang Dongxu's forehead. Before rebirth, even if he had no conditions, he still had a girlfriend when he was twenty-four or five years old.

In this life, he doesn't talk about becoming the husband of the whole people, but at least it's absolutely fine to have a few romantic relationships easily.

It cannot be said that the purpose of Yang Dongxu's relationship is to have sex, but it is also part of a complete relationship, isn't it?

The dream of being a hero has already been shattered. If it doesn't work, then why don't you practice it? It would be nice to get more sleep every day.

"Are you really going to collect the medicine?" After soaking the medicine, Yang Dongxu walked into the room with a meat bun in his mouth, and looked at the snakeskin bags placed in front of the window, with a puzzled look on his face.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Old man Xuan glared at Yang Dongxu.

This made him scratch his head even more, and went to collect some medicine. As for not seeing anyone for a few days at the end of the year, not even spending the Spring Festival together? How could Nalan Yi be so mysterious and test him?

Forget it, if you said to take the medicine, just take the medicine, Yang Dongxu curled his lips and muttered in his heart, opened the snakeskin bag curiously and took a look. He knows most of the medicinal materials, and soaks in this thing every day, and he has been running for several years.

"What do you think of Cixi?" Old man Xuan, who was sorting out the medicinal materials, suddenly asked.

Drooling with an authentic wild ginseng, Yang Dongxu was stunned for a moment, wondering if it would be paired with a wild tortoise and stewed with a rooster over three years old.

"What do you think?" He didn't respond for a while.

"Forget it, I didn't ask." Old man Xuan shook his head and continued to arrange the medicinal materials.

This made Yang Dongxu couldn't help but look at old man Xuan more, something really happened. Otherwise, old man Xuan, who has always been straightforward in his work, why is he so hesitant now? But since old man Xuan didn't ask, it's useless, so Yang Dongxu shrugged.

As for what to think of Cixi?

Many people's first reaction when they hear this question must be disgust, or even hatred. It is believed that the only reason why China has a history of being humiliated by foreign powers for a hundred years is caused by this old hag.

But Yang Dongxu didn't think so. He thought Cixi was just like that. Although it was hateful, it was also pitiful. The hateful reason is naturally that she has no great talent, but is only an insider who occupies a high position. She has an inescapable responsibility for reducing China to the fat of the great powers.

But after all, she is just a little woman, and she did not issue the policy of closing the door to the outside world. Although he is incompetent but steals the high position, if it is Yang Dongxu, he may not be able to abdicate generously.

He is obviously the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, who wants the wind to get the wind and the rain to get the rain, but in the end, for the development of the country and the prosperity of the people, he then retreats by himself to let the talented superior?

What a joke, as long as you are a normal person, you will not do this. Saints are not so easy to do. Although Cixi is the queen mother, she is also a normal person, isn't she?

Therefore, Yang Dongxu has always sneered at the criticism of Cixi by those experts, and even imposed China's century-old shame on Cixi, a woman.

At that time, those men were not capable of talking about balls. Although Cixi is in control of the political power, is she really the only one who decides? A group of people with lofty ideals did not beat a woman to their own position.

In other words, they are all a group of losers, so what qualifications do they have to judge the winners? Why did you wait until after she died to say these things? Why didn't you just stand up and blame her while she was alive like those fearless heroes?

So when some experts put a lot of charges on Cixi, a woman, Yang Dongxu curled his lips and remained silent. If Cixi was still alive, these experts dared to show their teeth and casually say one of these comments, and he would dare to give a direct thumbs up. Who doesn't know how to follow others' opinions.

Of course, it doesn't matter, it's just a personal profile, you don't have to be a cynic. Compared with this, the most important thing for him now is to ask Ye Shan to accompany the wild tortoise with a calm face, and whether the three-year-old rooster can make a big difference.

"This is a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, not to mention that it is paired with tortoises and big roosters, which nourish the yang energy. You can eat this ginseng whole? It won't kill you." Old man Xuan glanced at Yang Dongxu.

"Hehe, just to ask, to ask, is this a hundred-year-old wild ginseng?" Yang Dongxu smiled shyly, and then reacted: "Baby, big baby."

Centuries-old ginseng, this is a rare and good thing, and it can be said that this thing is hard to come by in future generations. I don't know how many local tyrants who are physically weak can't get what they want if they want to buy this thing at a high price.

The medicinal materials are arranged, and those that can be used are put in the medicine cabinet next to them, and those that are not used, such as the old wild ginseng and other precious medicinal materials. Open the entrance to the basement, and the motion is sent below.

At this time, half of the wooden shelves in the basement were filled with things, including porcelain, jade, some calligraphy and paintings, and even a few good bronze wares, all of which were selected by the old man Xuan.

Even the set of loot for the palace was not put into the basement, but used in the room on the ground, which shows how exquisite the antiques that can enter the basement are.

Of course, apart from these high-quality goods, Old Man Xuan also received many other good things, most of which were used in the decoration of the rooms in the courtyard.

For example, the tables and chairs in the hall are all old items, and even the bed that old man Xuan slept on is also a good item.

As for some porcelain placed in the room, or screens, they are also old objects. Therefore, Yang Dongxu’s quadrangle courtyard, in addition to its surprising size, the furnishings in the room, even the reclining chair in the yard, stone tables and benches, etc., would be terrifying if they were carefully appraised.

This is the time when antiques are not soaring. If it is put in ten years, it will definitely be an amazing fortune. So now Yang Dongxu feels that he is very good at pretending, it is simply luxurious and low-key, and the improvement of coercion has reached a new level.

"By the way, old man Xuan, someone came to the Tie family two days ago, but he went back when you were not here." After sending all the things to the basement, Yang Dongxu remembered something and said after coming up.