Chapter 99: Do Not Do Bodyguard Work

"You want to use this case as an excuse to crush him?"

Le Zhan thought to himself, this young master looks gentle, but his methods are quite sharp.

"Crush him! Get rid of this harm for Jingzhou!" Yuyang Le Pang said excitedly.

Le Zhan glared at his son and raised his palm: "I'll crush you first!"

Yuyang Le Pang shrank his neck and didn't dare to make a sound.

Wang Yang said: "I'm worried that he will cause trouble in the future."

"Don't worry about this. I will let the county government give him a lesson and warn him to behave himself. He is a smart man and knows what to do."

Le Zhan wanted to turn a big matter into a small one, and a small matter into nothing.

He had been deceived by his son into participating in this case before. Fortunately, he wasn't deeply involved. The retainer of a noble family was kidnapped. He urged the county government to handle the case to maintain public order, and he didn't know who was being handled. The Prince of Luling shouldn't be able to blame him.

Besides, he was now helping to mediate the conflict and resolve the grudge. Even if someone asked in the future, he could explain it.

It would be best if Wang Yang could let go, which would be a happy ending for everyone.

Originally, there was no deep hatred between the two sides. One was the Langya Wang clan, and the other was under the Prince of Luling. Why hard-clash?

It's just that it wasn't easy for him to directly propose that Wang Yang no longer pursue this matter. After all, he had to take care of Wang Yang's face. Besides, he also had a good impression of this young man who wrote "Roaming the rivers and lakes with wine, the waist of Chu is slender and light in the palm." So punishing Du Sanye with a small warning could be considered taking care of both sides.

What Wang Yang was actually more worried about was whether he had accidentally discovered the secret of the Prince of Luling.

Thinking of how scared Du Sanye was when he bluffed him earlier, this matter was probably extraordinary. If he couldn't control Du Sanye, he didn't know if he would make a fuss about it and borrow the Prince of Luling's knife to kill him.

It's just that this matter involved too much, and it was not easy to tell Le Zhan clearly. He had no official position and couldn't intervene in this case. It was unrealistic to ask Le Zhan to take the risk of offending the Prince of Luling to strictly handle Du Sanye, but...

"There is one more thing I want to ask Uncle for help."

"Zhiyan, don't be polite, just say it."

"I want to ask Uncle to notify Jiangling County and let them find out the reason for kidnapping A-Wu."

Le Zhan showed hesitation, obviously not wanting to intervene in this case anymore.

Wang Yang added: "Uncle, don't worry, I don't want to hold onto this matter. As for how to deal with Du San, I won't ask anymore."

"Really?" Le Zhan was overjoyed. This was the best.

"Yes, but I want to ask Uncle to help me find out the truth. If I don't find out the reason for his move, I will be uneasy."

"This is simple! It should have been found out clearly. It can also be used to lock him up for a while longer and let him learn a lesson! This matter is on me."

Le Zhan thought it was just a small matter like kidnapping people for slavery or personal grudges, so he agreed readily. Then he smiled and said: "Zhiyan, we have finished talking about business, now let's talk about that poem..."

At this time, Le Zhan absolutely couldn't have imagined that the truth behind the matter he casually agreed to would exceed everyone's imagination...

Early morning, the sun filled the Wang family's small courtyard.

Wang Yang sat in the hall, drinking porridge with soy sauce pickles and scallion scrambled eggs, while watching little A-Wu practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

Little A-Wu's expression was serious, her small face flushed, her horse stance was set, and her two small fists were placed at her waist, giving people the feeling that she could be kicked away with one kick.

Huh? What kind of metaphor is this???

Chen Qingshan was dressed in a green shirt, with a plain belt tied around her waist, her legs tight and straight, like a bamboo in the wind, a few strands of hair brushing across her cheeks, cold and beautiful like a painting.

"Practicing boxing starts with practicing the lungs. The way to practice the lungs is first in breathing, exhaling."

"Ha! Ha!" A-Wu shouted twice and threw two punches.

"The breath must sink. If the breath doesn't sink, the body won't be stable. Come again."

"Ha! Ha!"

"Still not sinking. You raise your arms."

Wang Yang saw A-Wu raise her hands like surrendering and tried hard not to laugh.

"Raise above your head, lower body motionless." Chen Qingshan patted A-Wu's arm, "Open, stretch straight! Inhale... exhale... inhale... exhale..."

A-Wu's eyes widened.

"Did you feel the breath sinking?"

A-Wu nodded excitedly.

"This is a trick. Raising the arms sinks the breath. Many boxing starting moves are raising the arms, which actually means sinking the breath."

Wang Yang found it interesting, walked to the door, and said enthusiastically: "Qingshan, why don't you teach me a few moves tomorrow?"

Chen Qingshan corrected A-Wu's posture without looking at Wang Yang, only revealing her beautiful, cold, and pretty profile: "Have you finished reading the *Qi Law*?"

"Almost. I only pick the important ones to remember, and there's no need to remember them all in one breath."

"I'm leaving tomorrow night." Chen Qingshan's tone was flat, as if she had said a very ordinary thing.

A-Wu looked up at Chen Qingshan in surprise.

"To... tomorrow night?" Wang Yang's face changed.

Chen Qingshan patted A-Wu's head and said softly: "Inhale, focus."

A-Wu tried hard to inhale, but her breath became unstable.

Chen Qingshan helped A-Wu adjust her posture, with her back to Wang Yang:

"Aren't you going to Jiao Zheng's house tomorrow night? If it succeeds, our agreement is also completed. I should go too."

Wang Yang said anxiously: "You don't have to go! I'll pay a high price to hire you as a bodyguard—"

"I don't do bodyguard work." The voice was calm as usual.

Little A-Wu saw that a faint displeasure was gathering between Chen Qingshan's cold eyebrows.

"Don't you think we cooperate well? I have a brain, you have martial arts..."

That faint displeasure suddenly turned into anger, and Chen Qingshan looked back and glared: "Who are you saying has no brain?"

Wang Yang was in a bad mood. Not to mention how useful Chen Qingshan was, even as a vase, it felt good to look at her every day!

In the end, he couldn't keep the talent and blamed himself for not having enough skill. Why was he so honest? He had agreed to do it within a month, why was he in such a hurry to make an appointment for tonight?

But if he were to ask him to deliberately delay or intentionally mess it up, he couldn't bear to do it. People were thinking about uncovering the case of their father, and he couldn't make trouble for his own benefit.

If this matter made Wang Yang feel a bit troubled, he would soon hear an even more troubled message.

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Note: ① National martial arts attach great importance to breathing. The *Diary of Shao Yuanchong* records that the martial arts master of the Republic of China, Wan Laisheng (who served as a national martial arts instructor at the Chongqing Central Training Group during the War of Resistance), taught martial arts in the morning, "first with breathing and eye training, about half an hour." The Republic of China Xingyi boxing master Xue Dian also devoted a special section to breathing methods in practice in *True Interpretation of Xingyi Boxing*.

Ps "Eye power" is also valued by national martial arts. Xue Dian's disciple, the national martial arts master Li Zhongxuan, known as the "Second Master," recorded that his other teacher, Tang Weilu, taught boxing "to be practiced at night, besides keeping it secret, it is also for nourishing the eyes" (see the chapter "Tang Clan Memories" in *The Lost Martial Arts World*). The so-called "nourishing the eyes" is actually "training eye power."

② The trick of raising the arms to sink the breath is explained by Li Zhongxuan in his explanation of Xingyi boxing. See the second part of *High Arts Should Not Be Used*, "Exploration of Xingyi Arts." ===== CHAPTER 100 =====