Chapter 8 King Wu Li Ke

A few days later, the boxing score was written. Qin Mubai gave it to his father.

Qin Shubao took the boxing score and looked through two pages casually. He frowned and looked at Qin Mubai fiercely: "Is this what you wrote?"

"Yes."

Qin Shubao took a deep breath, covered up and meditated for a long time, and waved his hand: "You step back."

"The child is leaving."

Watching his son walk out of the room and pull up the door, the hesitant look on Qin Shubao's face became stronger and stronger. He muttered to himself: It's really incredible. After just three years of not seeing each other, I actually didn't know my son. When did he practice such a novel and elegant calligraphy? Was it also taught by Zhang Sanfeng? ...It's strange, it's strange!

Back to his home across the courtyard, Qin Mubai did not stop for a moment. He found a subordinate in the house and asked him to go outside to invite several skilled blacksmiths and carpenters.

The young master made his servants dare not disove. It didn't take long for the blacksmith and carpenter to come. Qin Mubai gave the craftsman a drawing and asked them to make a steamer for steaming wine.

I haven't eaten pork, but I finally saw the pig running away. Qin Mubai is not an aprudite in winemaking. At least he has studied chemistry. In the 21st century, he also knows some friends who make wine. He is a well-informed person. It is not a problem to design this simplest and original steamer for distilling liquor.

The craftsmen don't understand the use of the young master of the Qin family to build this steamer, but collecting money to do things has always been their purpose. In a few days, the steamer was ready.

After many experiments, Qin Mubai successfully steamed more than ten catties of liquor with more than 100 catties of liquor. Then my mother invited a famous doctor in Chang'an to come up with a prescription for rheumatism, including a rare medicinal material such as tiger bone that could not be easily obtained in the 21st century.

Soak the medicinal wine with hot soaking wine, and it's done.

Medicinal wine is known as the crown of a hundred medicines. Qin Shubao is only 50 years old. It is only because he was injured too much in the early years, the qi and blood are not smooth, and the veins are blocked, and the wind, cold and rheumatism make him sick now. This pair of medicinal wine can be said to be the right medicine.

Although he dares not say that the medicine will eliminate the disease, Qin Mubai is sure to be of great help to his illness.

A few days later.

During this period, Qin Shubaojing used to be more "house" to avoid Qin Mubai's greetings in the morning and evening, and even Liu didn't see much. He hid in the room like a retreat and rarely went out.

Qin Mubai guessed that he was probably studying Taijiquan.

The medicinal wine was almost soaked. Qin Mubai poured out a small cup of wine and personally sent it to Qin Shubao.

When he came outside his father's door, Qin Mubai knocked on the door.

"Didn't I say that no one will be seen? What's the trouble?" Qin Shubao's voice came from inside.

"Father, I have something important to see." Qin Mubai said.

"Is it Sanlang? Then come in!" Obviously, Qin Shubao has treated his third son differently.

Pushing the door and entering, Qin Mubai saw Qin Shubao sitting on the couch, which was no different from before. He presented the medicinal wine on the trays of both hands. He said, "Father, this is the medicinal wine made by the child. I will pay tribute to you."

"Drug wine?" Qin Shubao nodded casually, "Put it down."

"Why don't you taste it, father? This medicinal wine is different from ordinary medicinal wine... It is a secret recipe obtained by my master from one of his successful predecessors. Qin Mubai said with a mouthful mouth.

"Is that so?" Qin Shubao raised his eyebrows in surprise, picked up the wine cup and smelled it, and immediately said, "It's really fragrant. Let's taste it for my father."

After saying that, he took a sip.

In an instant, his face turned red, and Danfeng's long eyes were stunned with an inexplicable expression. He stomped his mouth a few times and took a deep breath and coughed a few times: "Why is this wine... so strong? Cough! ......”

"Father, drink slowly!" Qin Mubai hurriedly persuaded and smiled: The wine drunk by the people of the Tang Dynasty was more than ten degrees at most. Even if he is such a massive bloody man as his father, he must not be able to adapt to this kind of liquor of more than 50 degrees!

"It's really... Taoist fairy wine, fairy wine!" Qin Shubao coughed a few times and put down the cup. He sighed and said, "I have been drinking wine for my father for more than 30 years, and I have never seen such a strong wine. It's really not simple!"

Qin Mubai smiled and said, "My father drinks a small cup of medicinal wine every day, and then devotes himself to practicing this Taijiquan. It will not be long before he will recover from his illness."

"Well... I have also carefully studied this boxing score for my father these days." Qin Shubao stroked the slender and fluttering beauties and said thoughtfully, "This set of inner boxing techniques called 'Taiji' focuses on care and cultivation. On the contrary, it is a little in common with the health and cultivation of Taoism, and can be integrated with horse shooting, which can be regarded as a treasure for martial artists. As a father, we should study carefully to see if we can really create a new style of marksmanship.

"Father will do it." Qin Mubai nodded happily and smiled.

In fact, Qin Shubao's illness is half in his body and half in his mind. With his lonely and arrogant character, he was an invincible hero who fought in the world in his early years. Now he must feel very frustrated when he is idle due to illness, and it is rare to have a good mood. If he is asked to study Taijiquan every day and try to create a new set of shooting skills, and do things with interest and a sense of achievement, his heart disease will be more than half better, which is also very helpful for his illness.

Qin Mubai thought that with medicinal wine and Tai Chi to cure the heart disease, his father's health should gradually improve.

The father and son chatted more speculatively for the first time. Qin Shubao's attitude towards Qin Mubai has obviously taken a 180-degree turn and has become much closer and trusted.

When the two talked about the fun of boxing and gun martial arts, a person outside the door said inappropriately, "Master, there is a visitor to visit."

"Who is it?" Qin Shubao couldn't help frowning, thinking that my Qin family has been visiting for several years. Which guest will come uninvited?

Qin Mubai was also very surprised. Although his father was a meritorious official of the imperial court, he had faded out of the court for several years, and no half of the guests had visited during this period.

"The person who came claims to be the King of Wu!"

"What, King Wu is coming?" Uncle Qin frowned slightly in surprise, "Didn't he leave Anzhou as the governor? Why did he suddenly come to visit me, an old minister who has not asked about common things at this time? ...Sanlang, welcome the guests with me!"

"Yes, Father!" Qin Mubai bowed his hand and thought to himself: Which king of Wu? I have seen some TV series related to the Zhenguan Dynasty before. I only remember that Li Shimin had a son named 'Li Ke' who was named the King of Wu. Is it him?

——Li Ke, the king of Wu, the third son of Li Shimin, and his biological mother is Yang Defei, the daughter of the former Sui Emperor Yang. In this way, Li Ke bears the royal blood of the two dynasties. In the Tang Dynasty, which respects the bloodline, it is simply indescribable.

It's Li Ke!

"Master is on top, and he is worshipped by his apprentice." Li Ke, who wore a golden crown with a jade robe and a golden crown, saw Qin Shubao, arched his hands and bent down. He pushed his hand to bow his hand to draw his hand, and made a grand salute in the nine worships.

Qin Shubao hurriedly came forward to pay his salute: "Isn't His Royal Highness the King of Wu going to be a subordinate? Hurry up and get free."

Qin Mubai stood aside and looked at Li Ke a few times. He was secretly surprised: In the past, he seemed to have seen Wu Wang Li Ke played by a handsome man in a TV series. I don't know how many crazy people have aroused his dreams. The Li Ke in front of him is about less than 20 years old... Obviously, he is more handsome and heroic than the King Wu in that movie!

"One day as a teacher and a lifelong father, the master should be worshipped by his disciples." Li Ke said with a smile on his face, "The disciple came back from Anzhou and specially brought some specialties and medicinal herbs to honor the master."

After saying that, Li Ke clapped his hands. Two servants came in from outside and brought in two boxes and opened the lid. It was some colorful silk satin and ginseng medicinal materials.

Qin Shubao hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Your Highness is so courteous, how dare I be? At that time, I just taught Your Highness to play bows and arrows for a few days. This master and apprentice did not dare to climb over it.

"If the master said such a thing, is it because he dislikes me, an unworthy disciple?" Li Ke smiled and said easily, "However, since Master is not used to this kind of red tape, the apprentice will not mention it again and again. But please accept these two boxes of gifts.

"Well..." Qin Shubao shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Your Highness, you can't mention the name of master and apprentice again in the future."

"I will obey you, Duke of Yi." Li Ke laughed a few times, turned his head to look at Qin Mubai, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Isn't this Qin Sange?"

"I have met His Royal Highness the King of Wu." Qin Mubai bowed his hand to salute.

"Exemption from courtesy." Li Ke smiled meaningfully and nodded to Qin Mubai. He turned around and chatted with Qin Shubao. He probably said things like condolences, asking for advice on archery skills, and gossiping.

Qin Mubai was thinking in his heart: Looking at this situation, Li Ke has a little friendship with me and the Qin family, and I am relatively familiar with the previous one.

"The Duke of Yi is not feeling well, so Xiao Wang won't bother much. Xiao Wang went to chat with Qin Sange and learn about archery, so he didn't bother. After chatting for a while, Li Ke said.

"Your Highness, please do it. I will leave first." Qin Shubao nodded and smiled, and left first.

Seeing Li Ke come to his side, Qin Mubai was about to arch his hand. Li Ke smiled and said, "No, don't you need to be so polite between you and me? - Let's go!"

"Where are you going?"

"Is there no need to ask?" After saying that, Li Ke waved his hand and left for the back house first, just as familiar as he were in his own home.

Nonsense, how do you know if you don't ask me?

Qin Mubai followed doubtfully.

The handsome man Li Ke strode forward quickly. He was obviously quite familiar with Qin Mansion through the corridor and alley. After a while, he went to the west cross courtyard and stopped, coughed dryly and said, "Mubai, or... Why don't you go and see if the fourth sister is at home?"

"Four Sisters?" Qin Mubai was slightly surprised: Did this guy come to my fourth girl? Between them...