The Heavens Start to Reverse Fate from Martial Arts

Chapter 9 Solution: Combining Virtual and Real

When Huang Feihong heard what Wang Yi said, his brows furrowed deeply, and he tapped the table lightly, falling into deep thought.

Danger of disbandment... jail time... death...

Can the imperial court really be so cruel?
Aren’t you afraid of chilling the hearts of people across the country?
Things shouldn't be that bad yet?
This kid doesn't have much respect for the imperial court, so it's normal for him to have extreme thoughts.

His brows relaxed slightly, he raised the wine bowl and took a big gulp, then put the bowl down and said in a deep voice: "Tell me your solution."

He still wanted to hear the other party's ideas. If there was a solution, that would be great. If not, then just maintain the status quo.

Yan Zhendong drank silently on the side and did not interrupt the conversation between the two. It was not that he did not want to interrupt, but he was a rough and tough man and could not think of any good solution.

Wang Yi frowned. It was obvious that Huang Feihong didn't listen to his words. He felt helpless.

He took a sip from the wine bowl, smacked his lips and said, "There are two solutions. First, completely disband the militia to show weakness to the government. Second, turn the militia from open to covert to reassure the government. The core of the problem is the attitude of the government, which is the root of the problem."

Of course there are more than just these two solutions, but given Huang Feihong's personality, he would not choose extreme methods, so he simply didn't waste his breath.

If the militia was not of great use to the next plan, he would not want to spend so much time on it. After all, with his current strength, he is not qualified to provoke Admiral Foshan.

At this stage, he is not suitable to confront the Qing court. Otherwise, if he wants to complete his plan, it will add countless troubles and slow down his progress in absorbing the origin of this world.

"This..." Huang Feihong opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment. How could he not know this?

But the militia was the backbone of the Black Flag Army. They were a rare elite naval force in the world and the seeds for fighting against foreigners. How could they be disbanded just like that?

If he really did so, how could he be worthy of Lord Liu's instructions?

Wang Yi knocked on the table and reminded him seriously, "What's this? If the government finds out, not only will the militia be in trouble, but Baozhilin will also be in trouble."

Yan Zhendong put down his wine bowl and couldn't help but interject, "Master Huang, the court is no longer trustworthy. You'd better listen to the young master."

Huang Feihong frowned and shook his head slightly, saying: "The militia cannot be disbanded, especially at a time when the foreigners are becoming more and more rampant."

The Westernization Movement has been going on for twenty years, but it has not played a role in strengthening the country and enriching the people. Instead, it has made people's lives more difficult and foreigners more rampant.

If this continues, the world will inevitably be in chaos. At this time, the militia and other naval forces will become particularly important.

No matter how untrustworthy the imperial court is, it is still the banner that unites the people of the world. If this banner falls, the world will surely fall into corruption, and at that time, the loss of lives will be the least of the problems.

"It's not disbanding, it's breaking up into smaller units and hiding in the dark. As long as it's done properly, it won't have much impact on the militia." Wang Yi explained seriously.

Of course, this is a very bad idea, and planning for the militia still needs careful consideration.

"There are nearly 2,000 people in the militia. How can we break them up into smaller groups? The imperial court is not stupid. There is no need to involve you. Without a legitimate reason, the imperial court will not take action against the militia."

Huang Feihong thought about it and still felt that it was inappropriate. Wang Yi should not be involved in this matter.

After all, the other party is too young. No matter how mature and steady he behaves, he is just a sixteen-year-old boy after all, and he may omit some considerations.

Wang Yi laughed and shook his head, then stood up and said helplessly: "This is not only to help you, but also for my own business. Let's leave it at that for today. I will come and discuss the details with you after I have arranged everything."

After saying that, he picked up the books on the table, turned around and walked out of the house.

It would be better to arrange everything first and then discuss with Huang Feihong. It would be a waste of time to say more now.

"Master Huang, we'll take our leave now." Yan Zhendong stood up, bowed, and followed.

Huang Feihong stood up and hurriedly chased after him, grabbing Wang Yi's arm and saying, "Brother Wang, I appreciate your kindness, but this matter is really not suitable for you to participate in."

Wang Yi snorted and waved his hand to break free from Huang Feihong's pull: "I'm not just trying to help you. I will be involved in some industries next and will need a lot of manpower. I'm interested in the brothers in the militia."

Seeing that Huang Feihong wanted to persuade him more, his face suddenly darkened. He said no more and quickened his pace to leave quickly.

Yan Zhendong bowed and hurriedly followed.

Huang Feihong opened his mouth and fell into silence. He stared at the two people's backs as they walked away, stunned where he was. "Master...Master...Master...he...he...and Prince Wang... "

"This is not our business."

"cocoa……"

"Be quiet, don't disturb the master."

At the door of the kitchen in the west corner of the backyard, Ling Yunkai and Yacasu peeked in and talked for a few words, then quietly retreated back into the house.

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As the night deepened, the number of people on the street gradually thinned out, while the wine shops and tea houses on both sides were bustling with people, making the place seem extremely lively.

Prince's mansion, east wing, study on the second floor.

Yan Zhendong frowned as he looked at Wang Yi who was quietly flipping through a book. He couldn't help but say, "Sir, the owner of Yuelai Inn... seems to have some intentions towards us..."

After leaving Baozhilin, they went to Yuelai Inn.

There he met the owner of Yuelai Inn and discussed with him the purchase of the inn.

Under the offensive of money, things naturally went very smoothly, but the other party's eyes made him very uncomfortable, and he always felt that the old guy had some ulterior motives.

Wang Yi smiled faintly and replied without even looking up: "No problem. With their experience, they won't act rashly before they know our details."

The owner of Yuelai Inn is able to build such a big business, so he is certainly not a stupid person. Even if he is greedy, he will carefully weigh the pros and cons in his mind.

Moreover, there is no way to find out his identity, and considering the relationship with Wong Fei-hung, the other party may not necessarily take any action.

Of course, we still have to be cautious. When we have time, we can learn about the situation from Huang Feihong, and then think of countermeasures based on the information we get.

"It's okay as long as you know what's going on." Yan Zhendong nodded, stood up and bowed, saying, "I won't disturb you from reading. I'll go down first." After saying that, he turned around and left slowly.

"Okay, Master Yan, go to bed early." Wang Yi retracted his gaze and continued to flip through the Xingyiquan Sutra in his hand.

The book contains annotations by Huang Feihong and his father, making it easier for him to understand the contents of Xingyiquan.

Grandmaster Guo Yunshen is truly worthy of his reputation, and his understanding and explanation of martial arts are very thorough.

Just by reading the book "Neng Shuo Xingyi Quan Jing", he had a clear understanding of martial arts.

In particular, the discussion of the inner spirit of Xingyiquan, that is, the method of inner cultivation, benefited him greatly.

By cultivating internal energy, one can achieve harmonious unity of spirit and body.

People cannot live without qi and blood. If qi and blood are sufficient, the spirit will be healthy. If the spirit is strong, the will will be strong. When the thoughts reach the whole body, the strength moves with the heart. Every move has the power to subdue dragons and tigers.

Cultivate Qi and blood and gather them in Dantian, lead them to the internal organs, nourish the internal organs, and thus tap the body's potential to strengthen oneself.

In addition to the methods of internal cultivation, the book also contains profound fighting techniques, describing from the simplest to the most complex the various fighting and training methods of Xingyiquan.

The fighting style requires the ability to use both hands flexibly. When raising both hands, it is like lifting a tripod, and when lowering hands, it is like a tiger descending from the mountain.

The body technique requires the harmony of the inner and outer, the form and spirit, the movements should be coherent, coordinated and complete. It requires flexibility and stability, orderly advance and retreat, and the ability to adapt to changes.

The strength requires a combination of hardness and flexibility. The force starts from the ground, flows throughout the body, manifests itself in the fingers, and reaches the extremities.

"Strength and softness... follow your heart... powerful..."

Wang Yi closed the book, muttered to himself, shook his head slightly, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

It is useless to just think and watch about the martial arts. The main thing is to practice more. No matter how many theories there are, they are all empty. Only by combining the real and the empty can you gain true knowledge.

(End of this chapter)