The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 13: Shameful()

Zhao Tong carefully watched Meng Tao's every move, listened to his explanation, and secretly admired him. From his posture, it could be seen that Meng Tao had a lot of skills, so Zhao Tong imitated his posture and stood upright.

He slightly adjusted his posture and said: "Second Master, my legs and feet often feel sore when I first stand up. The longer I stand, the more I feel loose and weak. This is a force exchange. It must be done step by step until I can stand for an hour and still feel relaxed and natural."

Zhao Tong knew that what Meng Tao said was correct, but his body was not strong enough. After standing for a while, his calves began to tremble, then his buttocks drooped, then his stomach ached, and finally his whole body began to tremble as if there was an electric shock.

The posture also became hunched over, and the onlookers couldn't help but laugh!

"Second Master, hold on. Don't stand up straight. If you can't push your feet straight, your five hearts will be unreliable. Don't stand with your back bent. If your waist is bent, you won't be able to lower your breath. Don't get up as soon as you stand. If your legs can't bear the pain, then step forward.

The work will be slow and unsatisfactory; avoid shrugging the shoulders, tilting the head, stiffening the head, darting eyes, crossing the knees over the toes and sticking out the buttocks."

'Pfft' Before Meng Tao finished speaking, Zhao Tao sat down on the ground. He was startled when he saw the joy, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug him up, and asked in panic: "Second Master, did you fall?"

"It's okay!" Zhao Tong felt that his coquettish buttocks were turning red. He broke away from Jianxi's hand and said, "Master Meng, I'm sorry, I'll continue practicing!" After saying that, he got into the saddle again and held on for half the time.

Zhuxiang kung fu fell down again, not because he didn't want to persevere, but because his body couldn't bear it any longer. In just a short while, his clothes were soaked through.

"Master Meng, I'll come again!" Zhao Tong stood up with trembling legs and said sheepishly.

Meng Tao didn't expect that Zhao Tong was so weak, so he sighed and said: "Second Master, practicing martial arts is not something that happens overnight, it must be done step by step. From now on, Second Master, just follow my instructions and practice in your own courtyard. Wait until you can stand and hold a stick of incense."

When the time comes, I will continue to teach you!"

"Master Meng, it's okay, I'll go back and practice more!" Zhao Tonggong said with cupped hands. He was very embarrassed today, blushed and said thickly, and then limped back with Jianxi's help.

go.

"Lao Meng, why is the second master gone?" At this time, Yang Feng ran over in a hurry and asked.

"His body is too weak and he can't even stand on a horse, so he can't be taught," Meng Tao said, shaking his head.

"Lao Meng, you are such a kid. You are just trying to have fun. How do you expect him to practice well? Just teach him a few good-looking moves and make him happy." Yang Feng couldn't help complaining after hearing this.

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"Practicing martial arts without practicing kung fu will lead to nothing in the end. Learning a few tricks will only harm him in the future!" Meng Tao finished his sentence and left.

"Alas!" Yang Feng sighed. He had guessed Zhao Tong's identity a long time ago. The disciples of various princes in the capital had official positions. He could have brought the two of them closer by teaching him martial arts, and he could also mix in the future.

Although he had a good background, the unreasonable Meng Tao let go of such a good opportunity. He pinched his head because of the hangover and secretly blamed himself for drinking too much last night.

It was already bright at this time, and Zhao Tong suddenly found that there were red lanterns hanging everywhere, a group of people were busy on the stage, and a colorful shed was set up at the door, which was covered with silk flowers of various colors. "Jianxi, what are you doing?

?" he asked puzzledly.

"Sir, why have you forgotten that the tenth day of October is the Tianning Festival? The emperor's birthday is coming soon!" Jian Xi said in surprise.

"Oh, it's my father's birthday soon." Zhao Tong said with a sudden look, but he didn't agree in his heart. This is the same as the leader of a certain country in his previous life. People all over the country have to follow him to celebrate his birthday, not only wasting people and money, but also doing it.

Don't forget that you have to be punished for the crime of disrespect.

"If we were in Beijing, preparations would have been made a month ago. The congratulatory gifts from the local officials have arrived, and the state capitals everywhere would celebrate. The ladies in the palace would also go to Xiangguo Temple and Lingxiao Palace tomorrow to pray for the emperor and receive blessings.

There will be a big banquet for guests in the palace in the next few days, it will be very lively!" Jian Xi said with expectation on his face.

"Then I will go back to the capital tomorrow to celebrate my father's birthday. Let's prepare to return to the capital next time."

"Second Master, you can't help it. There is no order from the palace. We can't just come to the capital. Let's send a congratulations!" Seeing the joy made me sweat. If this master caused trouble, he would also be in trouble.

Fortunately, Zhao Tong didn't mention it again. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "What will the other brothers in the capital do?"

"This seems to be to burn incense everywhere, fast for a few days, and pray for the emperor." I haven't seen it before. I just heard a few words from the old people, so I couldn't decide for the moment.

"Are there any temples or Taoist temples near us?" Zhao Tong asked. Regardless of ancient or modern times, Chinese people pay attention to filial piety. If he doesn't express anything and spreads it to his father's ears, there will definitely be no good fruit.

"There is one in Yingtian Mansion, but it is still a hundred miles away from our place. There are only some small rural temples around, which are not as big as the Taoist temple in our mansion.

"Well, let's go to the Taoist temple in Fuli. I'll go there to fast for three days and pray for my father!" Zhao Tong said. He didn't understand this era anymore, and he also knew that filial piety is a tradition of the Chinese nation. He felt very sorry for this 'father'

He doesn't have any feelings, but he is still his father. If he doesn't express anything at this juncture, "someone with a heart" will definitely grab the pigtail.

"Second Master, there is no one in our audience. Since the accident, Mingyue was beaten to death. Qingyun, a cow nose, was afraid of being implicated, so he was so frightened that he took the remaining apprentices and ran away secretly!" Jian Xi said with a bitter face.

said.

"This won't work, that won't work either, I might as well go back to Beijing tomorrow, and I can still be in time to celebrate my father's birthday!" Zhao Tong hadn't been to the Taoist temple for a while. It turned out that he was scared away just like his unlucky teacher, but

He ran away, and the things he needed were nowhere to be found, which made him very angry.

"Second Master, don't be upset. I'll discuss it with the senior official!" Seeing that the prince was about to get angry, he sent the prince into the courtyard and hurriedly went to ask Huang Jingchen for instructions.

After breakfast, Zhao Tong quietly walked out of the door. At this time, a group of wild geese flew past in a neat line in the sky. "The northern geese are returning to the south. They still have a home. Where is my home?" He looked up to the sky and sighed,

Although Zhao Tong has been in this world for a year, he still has no sense of belonging. He always feels that he is just having a dream, and when he wakes up, he will return to the noisy world.

At this time, a lone goose flew over with a cry, trying hard to catch up with the group, but the distance between them became farther and farther, leaving it far behind. Zhao Tong raised his head and watched the lonely figure slowly disappear into the sky, "

I am that lone goose with no relatives or friends, and I am the unlucky guy who was thrown into this strange world by God!"

"Second Master, all the rapeseed we planted have sprouted. The leeks have grown the fastest and are already one inch tall!" Under the guidance of inertia, Zhao Xin couldn't help but come to the greenhouse again. Zhao Xin said happily when he saw him,

Several other people also nodded excitedly. They did not expect that in this early winter season, the seeds could actually germinate, which broke their previous understanding.

"Oh, great!" Zhao Tong woke up from the chaos. Seeing everyone's excitement made him temporarily forget his worries. Surrounded by several people, he entered the greenhouse. The sun had already risen.

The straw curtains used to keep warm have been put away, and the sun is shining in every corner. Zhao Ren is leading several other people to water the water. They all took off their cotton-padded jackets and only wore a jacket, but they were still full of sweat.

"It's hot inside the greenhouse, but it's cold outside. Everyone must wear clothes when going out to avoid getting cold!" Zhao Tong said to a few boys who were watering the house.

"Second Master, don't worry, we are in good health!" Zhao Ren said with a smile.

Zhao Tong smiled and squatted down, watching the green seedlings one by one rising out of the ground, with a few drops of dew still hanging on the young leaves, growing tenaciously, and the unhappiness in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Zhao Ren, you don't need to water this piece of leeks. If you water them any more, the roots will rot!" Zhao Tao grabbed a handful of soil, clenched it in his hand and said, "Be careful not to touch the cucumbers over there when loosening the soil.

The leaves have fallen off and the roots have been damaged. When the eggplants grow bigger, they need to be divided into seedlings. The temperature is high at noon, so they need to open the door for ventilation." He pointed out the things that several boys need to pay attention to. Unfortunately, the varieties of vegetables in this era are limited, such as coriander,

He tried to grow whatever he could find, such as celery, but there were no peppers, tomatoes, or even potatoes in later generations. He would have to wait hundreds of years to eat them.

"Second Master, these gourds (some say they are the current tender gourds, others say they are not, but another kind of gourd, so let's call them gourds here), when they go on the market in early summer every year, they can sell for more than ten thousand dollars per pair. If we go to winter

I don’t know how much I can sell it for after I plant it!”

"What?!" Zhao Tong was a little surprised that a pair could be worth so much money. "Well, let's plant all that land with gourds. If there's a good harvest, we'll eat meat every day!" He thought for a while and made a new decision.

Decide.

"Second Master, you must keep your word!" Zhao Xin said.

"Of course, once a man has made his word, it is hard to follow him!"

"Let's hook up and don't default on the bill!" Xin Zhao said, holding out his little finger, and the others also took the opportunity to make a fuss.

"Okay!" Zhao Tong had no choice but to reach out and hook his fingers together, "Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years!"

"Second Master, have you ever farmed the land? Today, Lao Li Tou came in to take a look. He said that if he had not been farming for ten years, he would not be able to cultivate such land. I told him that according to the Second Master

He still doesn’t quite believe it was done under his orders!” Zhao Yi asked curiously.

"This is a secret. I will tell you later!" This matter was really difficult to explain, so he had to pretend to be mysterious.

While everyone was chatting and laughing, suddenly all the servants shut up and stood in order. Zhao Tong turned around and saw Jian Xi coming in. They were not afraid of Zhao Tong, but they were very afraid of Jian Xi, the 'direct leader'.

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"Second Master, the high official agreed, I have asked them to clean it up!" Jianxi Mao lowered his waist and whispered.

"Well, tell them not to mess with the things inside!" Zhao Tong nodded and warned. There might be something he could use there, but he was afraid that the little yellow men would ruin it.

"I've already given the order!" Jian Xi whispered. He was still very discerning. In the past, every time the prince went there, he would bring something back. Now that Qingyun and the others have run away, it happens to be all his.