Chapter 032 Practicing Martial Arts

On weekdays, Lin Zimo's time to go to the government office (to work) is 6 or 7 o'clock in the morning, while the time to leave the office (to get off work) is 3 or 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Although there is a big different commuting time between ancient and modern times, you will get used to it over time. After Zhao Wenxuan promised to teach him some skills related to fists and daggers, his life changed immediately. In the morning, I sat in the government office, but in the afternoon, I ran to Zhao Wenxuan to learn martial arts.

Lin Zimo likes his current state of life very much, which makes him less and less bored. The night of the Ming Dynasty is always so sad. There is no TV for recreation, let alone a computer for Internet access. Every day when it gets dark, I either hug Yang Mengqi and drill into the quilt, or talk to her to pass the extra time. In fact, this is all good. The most sad and headache for Lin Zimo is that she has to find herself to talk about poems, songs and beautiful articles.

Lin Zimo did not follow the regulations of the court to commute to and from work, but Zhang Chi couldn't help him. After all, such trivial things can't get rid of him. At most, he hit his board as a warning, and his fate is still in his hands. The two are seemingly friendly, but they both want to get rid of each other quickly.

Lin Zimo, who found Zhao Wenxuan, did not be polite to him, and directly asked him to teach martial arts. After saying a word, Zhao Wenxuan, who was difficult to chase, led him to a secluded open space and began to teach some of the most basic skills. Lin Zimo, who was extremely interested, listened carefully, and he explained it in detail.

Lin Zi silently walked at his request and punched rhythmically over and over again. I don't feel boring, but I know that no matter how strong the martial arts are, they are learned from the most basic. He knew the importance of "base" and was not in a hurry to achieve success, but slowly learned from Zhao Wenxuan. There is no direct connection between the fist and foot and the kung fu on the blade, so that Zhao Wenxuan taught him at the same time, while Lin Zimo practiced the kung fu on the fist and foot, and then practiced the basic skills of using the dagger.

Lin Zimo, who was sweating heavily, did not feel how bitter it was, but felt that mental work and physical exercise were a good combination. Although he is not a good child with all-round development of morality, intelligence, body, beauty and labor, it is still very important to practice good health. After all, in **, you can fulfill your responsibilities and obligations as a husband well, and under the bed, you can govern the country and the world, so that the people under your governance can live and work in peace and contentment.

"Brother Lin, you can take a break for a while." Zhao Wenxuan noticed that his practice today was almost done, and put down his serious expression and said, "I know you want to learn martial arts as soon as possible, but you can't be too hasty about everything, otherwise you will not be able to meet the speed."

Lin Zimo, who withdrew his fist, stood up again, hugged his fists like a martial artist, and smiled, "The apprentice is respectfully following the master's instruction."

"You made fun of me again." Zhao Wenxuan, who shook his head slightly, sighed.

Lin Zimo, who smiled, sat on the ground, poured out a bowl of water from the jar and drank it. It is reasonable to sweat well and replenish a certain amount of water. Zhao Wenxuan, who felt his dry tongue, also sat down and poured out a bowl of water and drank it.

"How's your recruitment going?" Lin Zimo, who held the bowl in his right hand, turned his head and asked.

Zhao Wenxuan wiped his mouth with his hand, put down the water bowl in his hand, and said seriously, "The number of people has been recruited, but the most lacking thing is still the same weapon, armor, military uniform..."

"You don't have to worry about this. After all, a hundred people are not many." Lin Zimo said confidently, "Tomorrow, I can let the blacksmiths and tailors in the city do their best to make what you need."

"I am only responsible for training this new recruit on weekdays. As for the command power, I still hope that Brother Lin can firmly hold it in his own hands. Zhao Wenxuan said his thoughts and said, "If Zhang Chi is allowed to lead the team I have trained, I'm afraid that no matter how elite they are, they can't exert their power."

Lin Zimo understood the meaning of his words. After all, if he is a coward, he will be a coward. If the sheep team led by the same lion will definitely defeat the lion team led by a sheep. Zhang Chi is a bold sheep, and he is the powerful lion.

"For the safety of the people of the whole city, I will definitely actively fight for the command power of righteousness and courage." Lin Zi, who nodded hard, said silently.

"Then I'm relieved, otherwise the biggest gap in the defense of Pingnan City is the newly recruited hero." Zhao Wenxuan said his plan and said, "As for the team organized by the county government, I suggest that Wang Pengfei lead it. After all, he is more familiar with the situation of those people than me. Based on my observation of him, he is still a person worth entrusting to.

Lin Zi thought about him by default and said, "I completely agree with your suggestion. As long as the three of us are united, Pingnan County will not be conquered by the rebels.

Zhao Wenxuan, who still has a layer of worry in his heart, said, "As long as there is enough time, I can definitely train the team well. The imperial army from Beijing can also rush to Guangxi in time. With such a double guarantee, the crisis we face can be completely resolved.

Lin Zimo clearly knew that there were only about 300 people in these three teams, and the huge Pingnan County was indeed overstretched. The number of people is second, and the most important thing is that the personnel components and combat effectiveness of these three teams are uneven. Zhao Wenxuan's regular army in the Ming Dynasty is naturally the main force, but the number is too small. The team I will lead is completely a new army with no combat experience. As for the "admonary army" led by Wang Pengfei, its combat effectiveness will not be better than that of his new army.

Lin Zimo's worries and worries will not be less than Zhao Wenxuan, but only more. His greatest expectation is that he and Wang Pengfei's team can get some actual combat experience. As for the premise of their experience, it is that the enemy cannot be too many, and they are sure to win. It's like playing monsters in online games to upgrade. However, he knew that it was just thinking about it. After all, the real situation would not happen one by one according to his own ideas and arrangements.

Lin Zimo, who had a good rest, picked up the dagger and began a new round of practice. Zhao Wenxuan, who stood near him, taught him carefully. Every move of Lin Zimo was carefully ** by Zhao Wenxuan. Zhao Wenxuan, who has experience in the battlefield, understands that sometimes just a small mistake will kill him, and he naturally doesn't want him to die from a small mistake.

Lin Zimo has a rigid and eye-catching repetition, while Zhao Wenxuan observes his movements carefully. Once he finds that his move is wrong, Zhao Wenxuan, as a strict teacher, will shout 'stop'. Lin Zimo will stand still like a puppet, and then be corrected by him. He deeply felt that the master he was looking for was extremely serious and responsible.

It was not until nightfall that Lin Zimo, who was sweating, completed the moves required by Zhao Wenxuan. Zhao Wenxuan's requirements for him are not high, so he is still satisfied with his performance. In Zhao Wenxuan's heart, he has always believed that he wants to practice both literature and martial arts to make better achievements. His specialty is that he is not good at dancing.

In fact, there are only a few "texts" left in Lin Zimo's mind, and his whole head is full of the unique essence of businessmen and the thinking logic of modern people.

"Wen Xuan, let's go home for dinner together. Tonight, you are blessed. Before I went out in the morning, Zhuo Jing said that she would cook her best braised pork. Lin Zimo called him kindly.

"This...this..." Zhao Wenxuan showed a look of embarrassment and said, "I'm afraid it's not appropriate for me to go to you all the time."

"My relationship with you is like a biological brother. If you go to my home, you will go back to your own home. There is nothing wrong with it." Lin Zimo joked, "If you feel uneasy about eating at home, then you should take the reward for teaching me martial arts. In this way, the two compartments are offset, so your food expenses are handed over to your family, which is not a free meal.

"I hope Brother Lin can agree to mark the next thing. If you agree, I will do everything. Zhao Wenxuan expressed his worries and said, "When you have dinner with me, ask your two sisters-in-law not to sit at the same table with us."

Lin Zimo, who opened his eyes wide, looked at him carefully, and then thought that the brother in front of him would not like to be "be a fan"? My wife and concubine are absolutely beautiful and delicious. If they are in front of themselves, they should eat more food. Does Zhao Wenxuan not like beautiful women and like his handsome man?

Thinking of Lin Zimo here, he suddenly asked a very personal question to relieve his inner doubts and said, "I'm about the same age as you. I don't know if you are married?"

"No." Zhao Wenxuan said truthfully, "So far, I am still alone."

Lin Zimo, who was not willing to give up, continued to ask, "Did you ever be married when you were in your hometown?"

"I haven't ordered it." Zhao Wenxuan said with a feeling, "A warrior like me who lives in the rain of knives and arrows may not have tomorrow today. If you die in the battlefield, you will involve the daughter of a good family to become a widow and live a widow for a lifetime. If I really haven't established a career at the age of 40, then I will find a marriage, and then have a lot of children with her for the rest of my life.

After listening to him, Lin Zimo immediately realized that the most important thing in his heart was to make achievements. Those children's private affairs did not occupy any space in Zhao Wenxuan's heart. In this regard, Lin Zimo quite understands him. After all, good men should aim at all directions, rather than stay attached to women's skirts.