From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 62 Spring Outing
The true qi comes out from the Dantian, passes through various meridians, and goes downward at the Niwan Gongqiao point.

Rub first and then grind, slowly wearing away.

This went on for an unknown amount of time, but most of his true energy was slowly consumed, and the acupoints in the muscles and bones of his neck finally opened.

The true energy is released like a flood, and transportation is unimpeded.

Meng Yuan actually felt physically exhausted and extremely hungry. He felt that it was even more tiring than the powerful impact he had experienced in the first thirty-three days.

After taking a few breaths, he opened his eyes.

It was already evening outside the doors and windows.

Meng Yuan remembered clearly that he entered into a state of meditation in the middle of the night. He never thought that it would take so long to open the acupoints this time, even longer than when he first opened the Niwan Palace.

"No wonder I'm so tired, it turns out it took too long. It seems I'm pretty good at fierce, long, and difficult battles! Of course, a quick battle is also a rush!"

Meng Yuan sighed, and when he smelled the aroma of stewed meat, he felt even hungrier, so he got up and opened the door.

The house was bustling tonight. In addition to Mr. Jiang and Jiang Tang, Hu Qian was also there.

"Brother." When Jiang Tang saw Meng Yuan coming out, she was happy at first, but then her face turned slightly red. She didn't dare to look at him, and she had lost her usual liveliness.

Jiang Tang followed Hu Qian to meet Hu Qian's mother today. She had never had a female relative to teach her, so although she had a general idea of ​​what was going on, she still learned a lot.

Moreover, Hu Qian's mother was the princess's wet nurse, and she also talked about a lot of things about raising children. Jiang Tang was shy, but she listened carefully, and almost took notes afterwards.

Meng Yuan glanced at Hu Qian, and Hu Qian smiled knowingly, looking as if she had accomplished something.

"Let's eat." Meng Yuan sat down.

After eating the stewed mutton, Meng Yuan felt his strength returning.

Just a moment of contemplation, the growth of the essence fire is still extremely slow.

Although serving the princess is the top priority now, the matter of nourishing the essence and fire cannot be delayed.

Meng Yuan was a calm gentleman. While he lowered his head to eat, he was thinking about how to gather his will and protect the princess, and whether this sentence could be connected with nourishing the essence and fire.

Jiang Tang didn't say anything either. She lowered her head to eat, her face flushed, and she would glance at Meng Yuan from time to time.

Mr. Jiang was an even more cautious person. He knew that Hu Qian's identity was different, so he didn't say a word.

Hu Qian is usually a little cold, but she can be quite talkative once you get to know her better. But when she saw that no one else was talking, she just kept her mouth shut.

After dinner, Meng Yuan sent Hu Qian back, and practiced the Kuangfeng Sword Technique twice in the yard to warm up his body. Then he stopped practicing and did not practice martial arts again to improve his skills.

This kind of thing requires a certain degree of relaxation. Once a new acupoint is opened, you should slow down a bit.

Meng Yuan came to Jiang Tang's room and saw that she was practicing calligraphy and reading books obediently. He didn't say any nonsense to encourage her, but just picked up the newly bought collection of poems to read.

Xiangling wanted to learn poetry, and she had a pure heart, so she might become a talented poet in the future. Therefore, Meng Yuan planned to learn poetry first, so as to surpass her.

After a day of good sleep, Meng Yuan woke up in the morning and had his meal. He first went to the training ground to teach everyone, and then practiced the Kuangfeng Sword Technique and Feichao Kung Fu several times. As Master Nie did not come until noon, Meng Yuan simply went into seclusion to open up his acupoints.

This time, he endured another night, and at noon the next day, he finally opened another acupoint. So far, three acupoints had been opened in the middle thirty-three days.

Meng Yuan estimated that the thirty-three heavens located on the torso were all among the internal organs and were extremely fragile, so it would probably be even slower.

After a day of rest, it was time for the princess to go out.

Meng Yuan got up before dawn that day, boiled some hot water, rubbed his body vigorously, washed his hair with soap nuts, and changed into the new clothes given by Nie Yannian.

Jiang Tang was given a holiday by Xunmei, but she was not idle. She was happily combing and braiding Meng Yuan's hair.

After everything was packed, Meng Yuan slung his sword over his shoulder and carried a longbow on his back.

After a while, Nie Yannian came over. When he saw Meng Yuan was neat and tidy, he couldn't help but frowning.

"Mr. Meng passed the imperial examination and became the top scorer? You didn't even tell me. I brought you a gift!" Nie Yannian said something unkind and pulled Meng Yuan out.

He did not go to Jingyuan where the princess lived, but went to the stable to get a horse and waited outside the side door of the palace.

There are already five people here, most of them are in their forties, dressed like Meng Yuan, and are the princess's guards.

Nie Yannian took Meng Yuan by the hand, and walked forward with a smile to introduce them one by one, so that he could become familiar with them.

After a while, two more people came out. They were Dugu Kang and Wang Laoxiucai. Dugu Kang was riding a white horse, with jade on his forehead, but he looked listless. Although he was dressed like a nobleman, he didn't look noble at all.

There were no servants, and the only guest was Mr. Wang, which showed that Dugu Kang was detained.

"Teacher Nie, Teacher Zhang, Teacher Liu, oh, Teacher Xiao Meng." Wang Xiucai was a respectable man. He smiled and bowed to Nie Yannian and others.

"Teacher Meng looks familiar to me." Dugu Kang looked at Meng Yuan.

"This is the first time I'm going out with the princess." Meng Yuan didn't lie.

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, a carriage drove out, driven by a woman, and two other women rode horses with swords, standing on the left and right of the carriage.

Apart from this, there was no one else.

"Let's go." Nie Yannian made the arrangements. He, Meng Yuan and another guard went in front, followed by Dugu Kang, then the princess' carriage, and finally the other four guards.

Generally speaking, when ladies and young ladies go on an outing, they will invite companions of the right age to hold a poetry reading or gathering, and then burn incense and pray for the safety of their family and elders.

But the princess only had a carriage, without any pomp or ceremony, and no noble ladies accompanied her.

The horses' hooves clattered forward. Perhaps Nie Yannian saw that Meng Yuan was a little confused, so he smiled softly and said, "Princess, it's not good to show off and disturb the people. You'll get used to it in the future."

"It's just the few of us. Are we really okay?" Meng Yuan glanced back at the drowsy Dugu Kang and thought that if there were really thieves attacking, he would have to take the princess away first out of loyalty. As for the prince, they could talk about it later.

"Don't worry." Nie Yannian was very confident.

Since that was the case, Meng Yuan didn't ask any more questions.

The group went out from the south gate of the city and soon saw the Canglang River.

It is already late spring, the river is wide and full, with thousands of ships sailing back and forth. Looking up, I really feel open-minded.

"I'm in a poetic mood! Go!" Dugu Kang became excited and urged his horse forward, passing Meng Yuan and others, and Wang Xiucai immediately followed.

"Follow your poet friend." Nie Yannian smiled.

Meng Yuan immediately patted the little red horse's butt and followed Dugu Kang.

Dugu Kang was seen arriving at the river bank, his horse stopped, he took out his folding fan and fanned himself, looking at the vast river, looking as if he was reciting a speech in his mind.

Meng Yuan did not urge him and just waited for Dugu Kang to finish his poem.

After a long while, Dugu Kang finally managed to choke out the words, "I looked at the river bank, and the water was rushing into the distance. I scooped a ladle of water from the river and brought it home to enjoy it slowly."

As soon as the poem was finished, Mr. Wang started to praise himself, but he was the only one hanging around today, so his praise was not enough.

Meng Yuan had seen Dugu Kang write poems three times: the poem about viewing the clouds, the poem about viewing martial arts, and this time the poem about viewing the river.

The three doggerel poems are not good enough to be put on the stage, but there is no rebelliousness or dandyism in the poems. Judging from the poems, we can know that this prince is indeed a kind-hearted person.

Moreover, although the level of this poem about viewing the river is still the same as before, Meng Yuan savored it carefully and found that the introduction, development, turning point and ending are not bad, and it still has some flavor.

Especially the last two sentences. Taking only one scoop home to enjoy the river water is quite a bit of self-satisfaction and not fighting or competing. Taking only one scoop does not harm the river water, which is in line with some Buddhist and Taoist doctrines.

"The prince did not bring the entire Canglang River back home, but only took a scoop. It can be seen that he is a kind person." Meng Yuan admired him in his heart.

After bringing Dugu Kang back, Meng Yuan moved closer to Nie Yannian.

"Master Nie, where is the princess going for an outing?" Meng Yuan asked curiously.

"What are you doing?" Nie Yannian smiled, raised his chin, and pointed forward, "It's just on the way to the temple on the mountain ahead!"

Meng Yuan looked and saw a low mountain by the river.

I had passed by this place before when I went to the medicine shop to exorcise demons. It was early spring at that time, and the trees were not yet lush, but I could still see a few dilapidated temples.

Now it has grown into a lush tree with only a corner of the temple visible.

For a moment, Meng Yuan remembered that Xiangling once said that her godmother was obsessed with a Taoist priest here and was obsessed with sticking her butt out to him.

"When we get there, I'll take you to see the princess." Nie Yannian said solemnly, "Don't embarrass me."

Meng Yuan nodded, thinking that he was finally going to get a stamp on his butt.

(End of this chapter)