Chapter 194 What Is This? This Is the Source of Happiness!
Yang Xiuying got Han Li's answer, turned around and took Yun Yingying to inform He Mi and the other two.
Han Li smiled and then checked the contents of the animal skin. The middle section was full of various prescriptions composed of some medicinal materials.
After seeing this, Han Li was more certain of the authenticity of this martial arts technique, because he now had various prescriptions given to him by Master Li in his hand.
Han Li looked at the prescriptions in the middle and felt something was wrong. He was no longer the hazy guy who followed the prescriptions.
After all, they had been trained by the county hospital, and the most trained thing for this group of people was the performance and preparation of various Chinese medicines.
Most of the performances of these prescriptions seemed to strengthen, supplement, and regulate the internal organs. In addition, the strength of the movement described above was mostly concentrated in the middle and lower three roads of the human body, which made Han Li a little confused. He had never heard Master Li say that any boxing method would be so weird.
Han Li suppressed his doubts and continued to read on, but the following content really broke his three views.
It turns out that the owner of this animal skin was a man named Wufeng Jushi during the [Kang Xi] period of the previous dynasty.
According to his self-description above, he was a descendant of Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty. He felt sorry for his ancestors for falling to this point, so he didn't have the face to mention his original name. However, before he died, he felt that his life was like fog, so he gave himself the name of Wufeng Jushi.
At that time, the little emperor of the previous dynasty succeeded to the throne at the age of 8. In order to ensure his healthy growth and the prosperity of his descendants, the empress dowager specially found some strange people to secretly assist him in various aspects.
Wufeng Jushi was one of them. He took advantage of the imperial collection of books to extract the essence from "Rongcheng Dao", "Wuchengzi Dao", "Yaoshun Dao", "Tangpangeng Dao", "Tianlao Zazi Dao", "Qianjin Yaofang", "Sanjia Neifang Youzi Fang", "Huangdi Sanwang Yangyang Fang", and then combined the ancestral "Baopuzi Neipian". After more than three years, he created this unparalleled guide to bedroom exercises, as well as matching medicinal diets and prescriptions.
Wufeng Jushi called this set of exercises the Spring Breeze and Rain Jue, which is derived from the meaning of the spring breeze and rain flowing water, and the trickle of water rushing endlessly.
Let men live to old age and keep the spring state, and the rushing emotion is like a trickle of water that never stops, instead of looking at that thing and crying in vain.
However, Wufeng Jushi knew the principle that when the birds and beasts are gone, the good bow is hidden, and when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked. He taught the little emperor some fur, and he would take the rest as a backup in case of an emergency.
After trying it, the young emperor was overjoyed and immediately named this set of exercises "Dragon Playing Phoenix", and praised Wufeng Layman many times.
However, Wufeng Layman forgot the principle that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and his behavior caused jealousy from others.
After the young emperor's children died in succession, Wufeng Layman's companions fanned the flames from the side, saying that the reason why the emperor's children died in succession might be because of practicing the exercises created by Wufeng Layman.
This news soon reached the ears of the young emperor, and Wufeng Layman experienced what it meant to be with the emperor like being with a tiger.
He was thrown into the Tianlao without even a chance to defend himself, and his many requests to see the emperor in prison were rejected.
Just when Wufeng Layman thought he was doomed, he was replaced by a prince who used the method of killing a white goose to find a person who looked like him and poisoned him to make him mute and crazy.
(Killing a white goose: When a rich family kills someone, they only need to pay the poor, and the poor will "take the blame" for them. They will have no complaints about being imprisoned or beheaded. Many people will send their own flesh and blood to the guillotine for this money.)
The reason why this prince took such a big risk to save him was because this prince had no offspring, and he was often ridiculed by others for this, and many people have begun to calculate how this prince will divide his throne and property a hundred years later.
The prince's meaning was very simple, that is, to let Wufeng layman regulate and treat his body.
It is necessary to let the palace have more children and more mouths. It is best to give birth to a legitimate son. If it is really not possible, a concubine's son is also OK. If he can't do it, he will be cut into pieces and fed to the dogs.
However, Wufeng layman has understood a lot after this incident. He first threw out a few prescriptions that help men with sex.
This prince knows what it tastes, and then Wufeng layman said that men and women should be maintained and treated at the same time, and he prescribed a new method of making deer placenta cream.
This prescription requires a certain age of spirit deer in the mountains, and there is a strict time limit from taking the spirit deer placenta to making it.
This prince is a little crazy about his son, and the previous dynasty came out of the deep mountains and old forests, and this is their base camp.
This prince is not afraid that Wufeng Jushi will run away, and the guards dare not send him out easily, so this prince sent a team of servants to guard Wufeng Jushi to this icy and snowy placenta.
Wufeng Jushi has been here for more than a year, and he has made a lot of deer placenta paste by himself, which makes the servants who guard him feel much more relaxed, and these servants do not think that Wufeng Jushi has escaped from this deep mountain and old forest.
Wufeng Jushi is of course unwilling to be kept here for life. He is very confident in his skills, so he escaped on a windy and snowy night.
As a result, Mr. Wufeng still underestimated the power of the mountain. He was trapped in a cave by heavy snow. Before he died, he used a secret potion to prepare a piece of animal skin, on which he wrote down his life experiences and his greatest achievement, "The Art of Spring Breeze and Rain."
I don’t know how Uncle He found it later. I have to thank the special environment in the past few years for this.
Uncle He didn’t dare to find someone to read the text on it. His ability to read and spell was limited to his own name and some common characters. Otherwise, this piece of animal skin would never have fallen into Han Li’s hands.
Han Li stared blankly at the piece of animal skin in his hand. No wonder the emperor had dozens of children in his life, and a new prince was born until the year he died. It turned out that it was all the credit of Master Wufeng.
Han Li looked at the prescription in the middle again. At this time, he completely understood why the emperor liked to drink deer blood so much. Deer blood only has the auxiliary effect of sexual dryness in the eyes of ordinary people.
But in the fragments that Master Wufeng gave to the little emperor, deer blood is the medicine for the Spring Breeze and Rain Jue, and it is also the guarantee for the emperor to gallop around.
Han Li was full of interest in the Spring Breeze and Rain Jue at this time, which was related to his lifelong happiness.
He agreed with Master Wufeng’s statement that a man should be a teenager until his death in any aspect.
But Han Li can only practice some initial tricks of the exercise now, and cannot practice the whole book of the Spring Breeze and Rain.
That's because he still lacks a lot of medicinal materials now, and forcing to practice will cause damage to the body.
Han Li firmly memorized the medicinal materials recorded on the animal skin, and then solemnly rolled up the animal skin, tied it with a rope and put it into the decomposition space.
Then he tried to calm himself down, took out the stone slab, straightened his current sitting posture and started practicing calligraphy.
Unknowingly, the sky darkened. Han Li reached out and pulled the light and found that there was still no electricity. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he first came to Shanghe Village, he had been using candles and lanterns and didn't feel anything. Now he always felt a little uncomfortable when he lit the lantern again.
Han Li laughed at himself. This is exactly the truth that it is easy to go from simple to luxurious, but difficult to go from luxurious to frugal.
Then Han Li put on his shoes and walked around in the yard. The yard that was swept in the morning now fell with a thick layer of snow again.
At this time, the sky was gloomy, and the north wind was howling recklessly, while sweeping over with snowflakes. You couldn't see anything a few meters away.
Han Li thought, could this be the big smoke cannon that the villagers talked about? They said that the big smoke cannon would blow for three days and three nights, and then it would be clear, but the temperature would become lower.
Because it was about to get dark, Han Li looked at the snow in front of him and didn't intend to clean it up. He turned back to the house, closed the door, took out the lantern, lit it, added firewood to the kang, opened the vent, took out the brazier, put charcoal and lit it.
Han Li didn't lack this little firewood, so the temperature in his room was naturally the more comfortable the better.
After packing up everything, Han Li took out the manuscript of the former imperial physician "Yuyitang Records" and looked through it.
Han Li wanted to learn about the corresponding and counteracting aspects of the medicinal materials in the prescription of Wufeng Jushi from this manuscript of the imperial physician.
After all, this was related to his own lifelong happiness, and it seemed that it was not too careful.
Not long after Han Li lit the lantern, Yun Yingying came back on the thick snow.
"Brother Li, it's too cold outside. As soon as I go out, I feel the biting cold wind. The wind on my face hurts like a knife."
"Hurry up and get on the kang. I'll help you warm your hands and feet."
Yun Yingying didn't get on the kang. She leaned on Han Li's chest and skillfully put her hands into his arms to warm them.
"Sister Hongmin's family is almost ready. I'll come back to get a piece of meat and leave. I'll come back to call you when everything is ready."
"Don't run back and forth if the wind and snow are too strong. If you get frozen, I will be heartbroken. I can just estimate the time myself."
"Humph, I'm not that squeamish. He Mi brought mutton this time. Can we take a piece of pork today?"
"Of course, you can take anything you want from our family."
Since the others were still waiting, Yun Yingying warmed her hands in Han Li's arms and the two went to the backyard to get the meat. Then she ran to Hao Hongmin's house in the wind and snow.
After Yun Yingying left, Han Li was still studying the Yuyitang Records.
When the time was almost up, Han Li took the brazier off the kang, closed the door and went to Hao Hongmin's house.
Before he even walked into the house, he heard Yang Xiuying's increasingly cheerful voice.
"In the deep winter, the snow is cold and the fire is warming the wine. This warm scene, everyone must perform two more programs later, and we must also establish a reward and punishment mechanism."
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