When Jiang Zhong saw "The Nine Fist of Haoran", he was a little overwhelmed. Old Master Fan gave him a more inclined to Zhuangzi, longing for nature, pursuing the free and carefree way, and following the clouds... Who knew that a boxing book he cherished and valued was learned from Mencius who actively entered the world.

However, this hesitation lasted only for a moment. Jiang Zhong realized it after thinking that Mr. Fan has been in charge of the Fan family until now. Has he been joining the world? Now he has handed over the boxing brochure to himself. In addition to repaying the couplet, it may also be related to his other insights and breakthroughs in martial arts.

Moreover, if Mr. Fan really believed in the prophecy that he didn't know and believed that he was Fan Baotong's noble person, then his intention to give the boxing guide would be even more obvious.

After a little bit of thinking, Jiang Zhong began to continue reading the boxing score: "The great spirit, the most powerful and strong, is directly nourished without harm, and it will be blocked between heaven and earth..."

After summarizing the principles of boxing, the following detailed introduction of the moves of boxing and the matching techniques. The nine Haoran punches progress through layer by layer, each move and one move and one slight complement the realm of one's own martial arts cultivation. When refining the body and gathering qi, practice "rejecting it without being resentful", "leaving the people to be able to escape", and "resolving the people to hang upside down"; practice "deep water and fire", "golden sound and jade vibrate"; sit and look at the slightest, and enter the slightest, and enter the slightest, which means "specific and subtle"; breaking through without confusion, and becoming the upper three realms is naturally "who else but me"!

Even if Jiang Zhong knew the division of realms in martial arts practice before, his concept was extremely vague. The so-called "knowing the truth but not the reason" was known. At this time, he had a specific reference to one move and one move, and it was undoubtedly clearer to understand it. As long as he had time, he would be able to control the naughty and willful martial spirit in his body as he wanted.

When Jiang Zhongchu first saw the martial arts practice method, he had to come into contact with this top-grade boxing book. When he read it, he couldn't help but be immersed in it, and gradually forgot about it...

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I heard someone knocking outside the door: “Mr. Chen, I am Qiaoer, can I come in?”

Jiang Zhong suddenly came back to his senses and found that he held the scroll with his left hand, but his right hand clenched his fist and stretched forward slightly. He was unknowingly performing the boxing moves in the boxing score. At this time, he heard Qiao'er calling outside the door, and was quite reluctant to put it away and said, "Please come in."

Qiao'er pushed the door open and followed several servants, each holding books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones and other stationery supplies.

Qiaoer said: "The shopkeeper said that Mr. Chen was going to prepare for the examination, so he ordered someone to buy these. He didn't know which ones could be used and which ones could not be used, so he had to let the master choose first."

Jiang Zhong hurriedly stood up and said, "I've caused trouble for Manager Han, thank you Miss Qiaoer."

Qiao'er smiled and said, "Young Master Chen doesn't have to say thank you to Qiao'er. These are all things Qiao'er should do. The shopkeeper asked Qiao'er to serve Young Master Chen, Qiao'er should do his best. The young master always said thank you, but instead made Qiao'er not know how to deal with him."

Jiang Zhong felt a little embarrassed. When he was a prince, he also had a few maids to serve him. However, after awakening the memories of modern people, those basic social etiquettes were also implanted into his mind. He never thought of a normal "thank you". In this era of strict hierarchy, it sometimes became inappropriate. So he smiled and said, "In the future, everyone is familiar with each other and becomes friends, so there is no need to keep saying thank you."

Qiaoer glanced at Jiang Zhong quickly, with a strange expression and said, "Qiaoer is just a maid. How can you be friends with Mr. Chen? Mr. Chen should not say that again, and it will destroy the slaves."

Jiang Zhong sighed in his heart, knowing that there is no need to talk about the principle that everyone is equal at this time. He smiled and said, "Then I will choose books." As he said that, he looked at them one by one, and said, "It's all necessary. Please help me put it on the case. I will sort it out myself afterwards. Thank you for your hard work."

The servants put the things in their arms on the table as they said, then bowed and left. Qiao'er said, "Young Master, let Qiao'er help you organize it."

Jiang Zhonggang was about to refuse, but when he saw Qiaoer's expression, he had to nod.

While sorting out books, Jiang Zhong tried to find some topics to talk about and asked: "What books did Qiaoer read?"

Qiaoer shook her head and said, "I have never read a book, I only learned to write my own name from the shopkeeper."

Jiang Zhong said: "I can teach you if Qiaoer wants to study in the future."

Qiaoer was stunned again, then lowered her head slightly and said, "Qiaoer thanked Mr. Chen."

After talking for a while, he heard a noisy voice coming from below: "Where is Chen Renzhong? Come out quickly!"

When Jiang Zhong heard that it was Fan Baotong's voice, he smiled and shook his head, then clapped his hands and said, "I'll go out and have a look." Qiao'er also hurried out.

After going downstairs, he saw a group of people in the store. Fan Baotong stood in the middle with his hands on his hips and stood in a fierce manner. Behind him were a few followers with vivid expressions and thugs. Han Sanniang, the shopkeeper, sat next to him silently, with expressionless expressions, neither persuading nor helping.

Jiang Zhong walked up to the person and smiled and said, "What's the matter with me in a hurry?"

"Chen, man, Zhong!"

When Fan Baotong saw Jiang Zhong, he pointed at him with anger on his face and shouted, "What trick did you use to make my grandfather promise you to be my teacher? You said!"

After seeing Jiang Zhong, the onlookers were secretly sweating for him. They thought that some eyes-opening boy actually messed with Young Master Fan. Then when they heard Fan Baotong say that the young man was actually the gentleman invited by Old Master Fan personally for Young Master Fan, the expression on his face changed suddenly.

Jiang Zhong said: "I don't think it would have been expected that Mr. Fan would have made such arrangements."

"Don't try to use my grandfather to suppress me! I had clearly agreed to be my companion, but I became a gentleman in a blink of an eye. What kind of virtue do you have? You must have used some trick to deceive my grandfather. Come on the real thing quickly."

Jiang Zhong stared at Fan Baotong for a while, then suddenly laughed and said, "The Second Young Master is indeed smart and knows the easiest way to be the most effective."

"What are you talking nonsense?"

"The second young master knew that he could not resist the decision of Mr. Fan and Ling Zun, so he took the second best and came to me to trouble. For this reason, he even ruined his business of coming to the inn. It was nothing more than letting me retreat. The second young master tried his best to prevent me from entering the Fan Mansion, and his strange plans were frequently made. I couldn't help but feel very curious. Even if I was not the second young master's husband today, Mr. Fan would invite others. Should the second young master continue to resist like this? The reason for this is that the second young master has something to do? Well, let me guess..."

When Fan Baotong heard this, his expression changed several times and hurriedly shouted: "Nothing is nonsense, nothing is nonsense, then who should stop him quickly! Cover his mouth!"

A servant behind him walked towards Jiang Zhong when he heard this. At this moment, a white light flashed out of thin air, and then a "bang" sounded, and a table cracked in half.

"Shen Lianfei, don't hurt the second young master!" Han Sanniang suddenly stood up and shouted at a place.

The servant had already changed his face in fear, and he stood there tremblingly, never daring to move forward any more.

There is a ghostly guard swordsman hidden in Penglai Inn. It is no longer a secret in Luzhou City. But everyone did not expect that the guard would attack the most favored young master of the Penglai Inn today.

Fan Baotong was also startled and shouted with a stern look on his face: "Chen Lianfei, what are you going to do? As our escort of Fan's mansion, do you want to kill me? I have seen you many times!"

Without an answer, Han Sanniang smiled and said, "Second Young Master, Chen Lianfei must not dare to hurt you, but he doesn't know other people..."

Fan Baotong snorted and asked the servant to come back. Han Sanniang said again: "Sanniang knew what the second young master did today. It should not only be aimed at Mr. Chen. I think the second young master also has an opinion on Mr. Sanniang's in charge of friends. Please let the second young master make clear."

When Fan Baotong heard Han Sanniang say this, she was afraid of making trouble for her father, so she hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper Han, don't get me wrong. I came today just to ask the sentence Chen's surname, and there is absolutely no other meaning."

Han Sanniang said: "Since that's the case, I immediately arranged a private room and asked the second young master to have a good talk with Mr. Chen."

"No need to bother, I'll ask him in person." Fan Baotong looked at Jiang Zhong again and said in a provocative tone: "My surname is Chen, since my grandfather and father have decided to arrange for you to be my husband, I will no longer object, but you must agree to me today, otherwise, even if I run away from home, I will never recognize you!"

Jiang Zhong said: "Second Young Master, please speak."

"To prove that you have real talents and knowledge, you can really be my husband, you must win the title of "Poetry Leader" at the Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference next month. As we all know, in Anlu City, only "Poetry Leader" is worthy of being my husband of Fan Baotong. Do you agree?"

Fan Baotong originally wanted to use the "top three poetry meetings" to make things difficult for Jiang Zhong, but later he heard that he was not a companion, but a teacher, so the difficulty naturally increased accordingly.

"Okay, it was decided so happily."

"Hmm?" Fan Baotong was surprised to see Jiang Zhong's promise so readily, and felt that something must be strange about this.

Jiang Zhong repeated: "This month is regarded as my probation period, and the Queqiao Poetry Conference is regarded as an assessment. If I pass, I will become a regular employee. What does the second young master think?"

Fan Baotong was confused when he heard this and said, "What are you talking about in a mess?"

Jiang Zhong smiled and said, "I will get the poet's leader, and then be your gentleman!"
Chapter completed!