Zhao Defang closed her eyes and gently exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. Her two feet slowly spread apart, and her two arms slowly lifted from the trousers on both sides. Immediately after, her two hands drew a shape that looked like she was holding a ball. Zhao Defang began to practice Taiji Fist and made a posture.
Zhao Defang, who was squinting her eyes, opened her left foot wide, raised her arms, reached her shoulders, and pressed her palms down beside her hips. This series of movements was very masculine. Just a moment ago, there was a faint laughter coming from afar. After the palm landed, the entire empty front yard immediately fell silent.
It must be stated that Zhao Defang didn't have much attainments in Taiji Fist. To be honest, he only practiced the 24-form simplified Taiji Fist for a year in his sophomore year of university in China. An expert would know that it was just a fancy punch, but in the eyes of the onlookers, they would definitely think that this fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man's punches were orderly and eye-catching. It was very awe-inspiring and handsome.
This was especially true for the palace maids, chamberlains, and guards who were standing in the distance around the front courtyard of the Eastern Palace. They had no idea what Taiji Fist was, so they naturally could not determine whether Zhao Defang's 24 simplified Taiji Fist was a professional or an amateur. However, one thing was certain. In their eyes, Zhao Defang's slow dance this time was definitely a set of martial arts routines, not the self-cultivation path that everyone in the future knew.
After Zhao Defang made the gesture of rising, a few of the palace maids and servants standing in the distance unconsciously stood in place and whispered. They felt that they were going to see the Fourth Prince make a fool of himself.
However, what they never expected was that their temperaments had changed. His Highness the Fourth, who was playing with a little palace maid, had actually started to practice kung fu.
Zhao Defang narrowed her eyes and the corner of her eyes flickered. She silently recited the first move in her heart, the incantation of the left and right wild horses. Hanging hips holding palms, walking with legs holding balls, Cat-step press ball, lunge split palm, Sitting step, palm split, kick buckle step, Ding step, hold the ball, combined qi into one. Cat-step press ball, lunge split palm, Sitting and walking, split the palm, turn the foot and buckle the step. Ding Bu holds the ball, and the gas is one.
The smiles on the faces of the palace maids and servants who were standing around and watching disappeared completely. Instead, they were smeared with faint puzzled expressions, and they all looked at each other. However, this was the first time in their lives that they had seen someone perform such a slow but wonderful move. Immediately, their group of friends were stunned.
From the corner of her eye, Zhao Defang saw that the palace maids and servants standing in the distance were all silent. They stared at him practicing Taiji Fist without blinking, and their faces were filled with surprise. After a pause, Zhao Defang silently recited the second form of White Crane Spreads Its Wings in her heart. Follow the pace and hold the ball, combine the qi into one, sit back with the center of gravity, and lean against the array. His left foot touched the ground, and his palm lit up.
When Zhao Defang flapped her wings like a white crane, the palace maids and chamberlains, who were standing in their original places, turned from confusion to shock.
This was because almost all of them had been working with Zhao Defang for four to five years after entering the Eastern Palace. They had never seen or heard that Zhao Defang knew martial arts. Moreover, her skills were so superb. Other than feeling that she was hidden, they admired her.
As the old saying goes, a real person does not show his appearance, but a real person does not show his appearance. In front of them, the palace maids and servants seemed to have seen a "real person". He was the fourth prince, Zhao Defang.
There was also an old saying that one could not judge a book by its cover. Zhao Defang, who was now fifteen or sixteen years old, had delicate features, red lips, white teeth, dignified appearance, and a beautiful face. She was a genuine, natural little boy!
From the corner of her eyes, Zhao Defang saw that the palace maids 'red cheeks were painted with rouge and powder, and they were filled with admiration. The hairless inner servants' faces were filled with admiration. Even the ten or so armored guards who could not help but come to watch the fun secretly praised him and gave him a thumbs up from time to time. All of this was seen by him.
Seeing that the effect was so good, Zhao Defang, who was half-heartedly practicing Taiji Fist just now, felt a surge of pride and confidence. She immediately closed her eyes and continued practicing Taiji Fist wholeheartedly.
In just the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the narcissistic Zhao Defang had already reached more than ten moves. At the same time, the palace maids, servants, and guards standing around him were also intoxicated by the scene.
After an unknown period of time, Zhao Defang muttered in her heart, He turned his palm over with his arms, pressed his crotch, pulled back his feet and stood side by side, returning to his original position. After he took a deep breath and finished his stance, he slowly opened his eyes. He was shocked.
Because before he closed his eyes, hundreds of palace maids, chamberlains, and guards were standing twenty feet away from him, watching from afar. However, when he opened his eyes, they actually rushed forward as if they had discovered a treasure and surrounded him.
"You, you, what are you doing? I, I am your Fourth Prince, the master of the Eastern Palace. You, you, you can't do anything. No, otherwise, I, I won't be polite to you.”Zhao Defang quickly swept a glance at the expressions on the faces of the people who surrounded him and realized that each and every one of them had dull gazes and expressionless faces. She immediately thought that they were going to gang up on her, and her heart immediately became anxious. Then, she assumed a posture like a white crane spreading its wings and stammered loudly.
Originally, everyone had come to cheer and applaud Zhao Defang. However, when they walked closer, they were still immersed in the scene just now. Just as they were about to clap and cheer, Zhao Defang suddenly performed a move that they did not recognize. Immediately, they were so scared that they took three to five steps back. Each of their faces revealed a hint of fear and surprise.
"Y-Your Highness, w-how would we dare to act rashly in front of Your Highness? Your Highness, even if you lend us ten guts, we wouldn't dare to hurt you. We, we came here to applaud Your Highness after we saw your superb martial arts. Your, Your Highness, you, you should quickly take back your move. It would be bad if you hurt someone.”After retreating four to five steps, the palace maid Cui Er looked left and right at the palace maids and servants who were frightened. She then mustered up her courage and stood up straight. She raised her head, bit her lips, and explained to Zhao Defang, who was four or five steps away.
After listening to the palace maid Cui Er bite her red lips and explain, Zhao Defang, who was on guard, heaved a sigh of relief. She immediately put down her hand and held her heart that was beating non-stop. She said with lingering fear, So it was just a misunderstanding. I thought they were going to beat me up. I didn't expect them to come to applaud me. If it was a one-on-one fight, I wouldn't be afraid of those emaciated eunuchs, but if it was a group fight, I wouldn't be a match for these hundred people. Fortunately, the palace maid Cui Er explained in time. Otherwise, there might have been some trouble.
"Cui 'er, why didn't you say so earlier? You caused this prince to want to fight with you so that you could see my power. Sigh, this is great. He doesn't even give me a chance to show off my skills. It seemed that he would not have the chance in the future.”Zhao Defang, who was pretending to be relaxed, had a smile on her face. She quickly walked to the front of the crowd and placed her hands behind her back. She threw a flirtatious look at the palace maid Cui Er who was standing opposite him. She pretended to be angry and shook her head with a sigh.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Defang saw that the palace maid Cui Er, who had raised her head to look at him just now, had lowered her head with a red face. Her two soft shoulders were still slightly trembling. Immediately, a few traces of a mischievous smile that was not easily noticed appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Seeing that no one answered, Zhao Defang glanced at the palace maids, chamberlains, and guards standing in front of him. She coughed lightly and raised her head proudly. She said cynically,"Cough cough, since it was a misunderstanding just now, this prince will not be calculative with you. Well, aren't you here to applaud and cheer for me? You can't just sit back and watch. Even people who saw the acrobatics performed by the performers knew that if they had money, they could support a rich stage, but if they didn't have money, they could support someone else's stage. Since everyone was living under the same roof, then, you guys should just be embarrassed and clap for a moment.”
As soon as Zhao Defang finished speaking, everyone who was expressionless just now immediately revealed bitter expressions. Each and every one of them looked as if they had eaten a big mouthful of bitter gourd. Because they had only wanted to rush over and clap their hands and say a few good words. What they had never expected was that this Fourth Prince was a greedy person. He actually wanted them to clap their hands for an hour. At this moment, after they finished clapping, their palms would probably be sore and numb. They would not be able to work with their hands today.
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The palace maids and chamberlains had originally been serving the Emperor's family in the Imperial Palace, so they had long developed the habit of working without complaint. Even if they had to clap for two hours, they would have to grit their teeth and persevere even if their palms were to swell and bleed, let alone Zhao Defang, the Fourth Prince.
However, the dozen or so guards mixed in between the chamberlains and palace maids did not think so. As they were all martial artists, they were all selected from the young and middle-aged men of the country. Naturally, they were all extraordinary. Usually, they would only watch the main doors of the Eastern Palace and patrol the courtyards of the Eastern Palace. They had no time to serve people.
When these guards heard Zhao Defang's teasing words, they were shocked by his status as a prince. Wei Wei did as he was told. Although he did not dare to openly confront Zhao Defang on the surface, he was very unconvinced in his heart. In their opinion, the set of fist techniques that Zhao Defang performed just now looked pleasing to the eye. It was just a flowery fist technique that could only be seen but not used. It did not have any actual combat value at all. She was just applauding Zhao Defang to support her, but she was stepped on by Zhao Defang. She was naturally very unhappy.
Zhao Defang, who had his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in front of everyone to see if any of them were disobedient. If there was, then he would be the one to take care of in the future. In Zhao Defang's opinion, he might have to travel between the modern and Song dynasties in the future. All the miscellaneous people in the Eastern Palace had to obey his orders. If someone disobeyed his orders, it would cause a huge mess when he left the Eastern Palace.
Thus, this was a good opportunity to verify the weight of his words among the palace maids, chamberlains, and guards in the Eastern Palace. It didn't matter when he saw it. He really didn't know if he didn't see it. He was shocked when he saw it. The palace maids and servants clapped their hands loudly, and the ten or so guards who were mixed in between them showed a few disdainful expressions on their resolute faces. They clapped their hands gently. It was obvious that they were not doing their best to deal with the errand.
"Stop, stop. Very good, very good. The applause will end here.”In just a few minutes, Zhao Defang saw that the palace maids standing in the front row had flushed cheeks and their hands were red and swollen. She immediately stopped them. After the applause died down, he paused and glanced at the armored guards standing in the last row. He pointed and said,"The few of you, step out and stand in a row behind me.”
A moment later, the dozen or so guards stood out like ducks being herded. After dawdling for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they finally stood in a horizontal row behind Zhao Defang. Each of their faces were filled with unconvinced expressions.
"Let me ask you. When I asked everyone to clap just now, everyone else clapped so loudly. As tall, strong, and seven-foot-tall men, why did you clap so softly? Why? Who can tell me?" Zhao Defang turned around and looked at the guards standing in a row as she asked.
Although Zhao Defang was only fifteen years old, she spoke like an adult. This was all thanks to the soul of a twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old in this young body. It could be said that his mind had long matured. It was just that his appearance looked immature.
Only Zhao Defang knew about this. Other than Heaven, Earth, and him, no one else knew. Therefore, the moment he said these words, the guards standing in front of him and the palace maids and inner servants behind him were all shocked.
"Replying, replying to the Fourth Prince's words, we, we brothers are not convinced.”After the air condensed for a moment, a dark-skinned and tall guard standing in the middle of the guards finally could not hold it in anymore. He stood out with a "bada" and puffed out his chest as he spoke righteously to Zhao Defang, who was a step away from him.
When Zhao Defang asked her about it, she learned from this tall black guard that the reason why they did not put in any effort was because the set of fist techniques he used was useless. In their eyes, it was just a show of strength. It was not worth clapping for so long. In their eyes, only the martial arts masters could afford the prolonged applause.
After hearing the tall black man's accusation, Zhao Defang was furious. However, due to his current status and in front of so many people, he was angry at someone who dared to speak the truth. It really seemed that he was a little narrow-minded. Therefore, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and there was not a trace of anger on his face.
"Alright, since you are not convinced. Alright then, send one of your men over. Take off your armor and weapons and fight me barehanded. If the people you sent accidentally hurt me, I won't pursue the matter. If you don't dare, then I'll punish each of you to stand on the spot and clap again for an hour.”Zhao Defang, who was secretly angry, glanced at the guards standing in front of him and found that there was no fat man. Only then did he calm down and say.
"I'm willing to step forward on behalf of my brothers, does Your Highness agree?”When the dark-skinned man saw that the guards around him were silent out of fear and did not dare to act rashly, he stomped his foot angrily and patted his chest. He stood out again and cupped his fists at Zhao Defang, requesting to accept the challenge.
"Alright, you're the one." Zhao Defang, who had been waiting impatiently, finally saw someone fight. The gunpowder in his heart was ignited at once, and he immediately responded.
In his previous life, ever since Zhao Defang started middle school, he could not understand why he would always attract the dissatisfaction of some delinquents when he studied and read books honestly. Every now and then, someone would pick a fight with him. He had no choice but to fight. As a good student, he would occasionally fight with some of the school's troublemakers who were looking for trouble with him.
When facing a group of people who came to find trouble with him, Zhao Defang would usually fight alone. He pointed at the other party and said bravely,"I'm not convinced, I'll fight alone." Then, he took the lead and charged into the other party's camp. At that time, every time he fought, he would follow a principle: If he could win, he would beat him up ruthlessly. If he couldn't win, he would find an opportunity to escape. Isn't there a saying that a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him?
At this moment, Zhao Defang and the tall black man were in formation in the empty courtyard. The two of them were only four or five feet apart. After Zhao Defang stood still, she had long thought of fighting after drinking. If she couldn't win, she would hide. After all, he was the Fourth Prince of the Great Song Dynasty. As a guard, this tall black man would not take him seriously.
After standing still for a moment, Zhao Defang saw that the other party was only staring at him with two bull eyes and did not seem to be in a hurry to attack. Therefore, he stretched out a finger and waved it behind him.
This slightly provocative action immediately angered the tanned tall man who seemed to have a bad temper. He took a step forward and rushed towards Zhao Defang...
Zhao Defang, who was standing on the spot, saw that the tall black man was coming menacingly. His speed was too fast. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to dodge. However, it was too late. He didn't think too much about it. He just stretched out his two fists and subconsciously made a pose that even he didn't know how to make.
When the tall black man rushed in front of him, Zhao Defang subconsciously stretched out her hands and grabbed one of the tall black man's arms. He casually threw it to the left.
Then, an unbelievable scene happened. Before the six-foot-tall black man could make any moves, he fell head-on in the direction of Zhao Defang's hand with a bang.
The tall, black man, whose head was facing down, was thrown into the mud.
The tall black man, who was already very unconvinced by Zhao Defang, secretly felt that he had fallen because of his carelessness. He did not believe that a 30-year-old man like him could not deal with a weak 15-year-old kid.
Immediately, the tall black man stretched out his sleeve to wipe the mud on his mouth. After spitting on the ground, he got up and continued to pounce on Zhao Defang.
However, the result was exactly the same. No matter what move the black expert used to hit Zhao Defang, every time he was about to get close to her, Zhao Defang, who was slow to attack, would either throw him away or fall to the ground.
The more the battle progressed, the braver Zhao Defang, who was bursting with confidence, saw the tall black man lose again and again. She was secretly pleasantly surprised and said, Oh my god. A six-foot-tall guard of the Great Song Imperial Palace couldn't even defeat a fifteen-year-old child like me. Moreover, I only subconsciously attacked left and blocked right just now, and he was beaten until his teeth were all over the ground. Oh my god, this is the 24 forms of Taiji Fist that I learned in university in my previous life. Could it be that it was a martial arts technique in ancient times?
Zhao Defang learned from the history textbook that Taiji Fist was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the true person of Wudang Sect. That was during the Southern Song Dynasty. But now, he was only in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty. The span of time was so great that in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, he suddenly became the number one person in this Taiji Fist technique!
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