Chapter 7: The English Fat Man

Unfortunately, Shen Yujia does not know how to use Tai Chi for fighting; otherwise, he would immediately teach a lesson to this little celebrity who disparages Tai Chi

"I have everything arranged, Brother Yu Jia, you can rest assured and speak freely," said the Englishman, who then threw a flirtatious glance at Shen Yu Jia.

Have you had enough to look at?" Yan Zhiqing put down the hard bow and said coldly

Shen Yujia thought to himself, but said with a bitter smile: "You have no idea, I also want to go out, but unfortunately, your sister-in-law won't allow it."

The English fat man seemed to know something, and with a chuckle, he said: "Don't worry about this, Brother Yu. Later, you can tell your sister-in-law that there is a poetry gathering in the south of the city today, and you want to go and have a look, casually pick some poetry collections to bring back for study. I am sure your sister-in-law will agree!"

I, Pang Jiu, dare to swear to the heavens that I have no ill intentions towards my sister-in-law; you can rest assured about this, Yu Jia.

In order to pretend that he had consumed twenty sticks, Shen Yujia quietly returned to his room. On the table lay a box of ointment, presumably brought by the young girl Huan'er. Although he did not need it, in order to ensure that the matter was handled perfectly, he had no choice but to open the box, scrape off half of the ointment inside, and then close the lid. He lazily lay down on the bed to rest

Shen Yujia chuckled, standing beside Yan Zhiqing, squatting into a horse stance, and then slowly moving his hands. His movements were very slow, resembling a martial arts practice, but in Yan Zhiqing's eyes, it was nothing more than a tedious little trick.

In the blink of an eye, it is now mid-March, and Shen Yujia has been in this world for half a month. During this time, he has mostly been spending his days in the room, pretending to be injured and lying down for several days. Today, he finally managed to come out for a walk, but as soon as he reached the small playground, he saw Yan Zhiqing, dressed in a white athletic outfit, striking a peculiar yet aesthetically pleasing pose as she repeatedly drew her bow.

At that time, Tai Chi had not yet been introduced, and Yan Zhiqing naturally could not perceive it, let alone discern any subtleties; she merely thought that Shen Yujia was boasting.

"Please feel free." Yan Zhiqing remained as indifferent as ever, and after speaking, she stood up and left

Although she was quite angry inside, Yan Zhiqing often concealed her emotions. She smiled at Shen Yujia, revealing two small dimples, and said: "What I practice is not strength, but energy. Using energy to cultivate strength is a method of Taoist cultivation. If you don't understand, don't speak nonsense here. If this gets out, you'll be embarrassed, and I will be embarrassed as well."

Shout!

Oh dear, what is it, Brother Yujia?" the Englishman said, rubbing his backside in confusion

Shen Yujia chuckled and walked over to sit beside the stone platform where he used to have glutinous rice, crossing his legs and gazing at Xiaoming, the star. He laughed and said, "I say, my dear wife, you keep pulling back and forth like this; this is the bow of two stones. I suppose your body is quite tough, isn't it?"

Shen Yujia is very thin, but not to the point of being skin and bones; she is merely of an ordinary slender build. If placed in the twenty-first century, she would be no different from an average young person. However, in this era, compared to those who labor daily, she appears excessively thin.

Hehe !! ''

"Alright, with your attitude, even if you reach the top, you dare to indulge in fantasies. Speak, what brings you here today regarding the illustrations and books?" Shen Yujia asked as she sat back in her chair.

Brother Yu Jia, you haven't stepped out for a month. Recently, a group of women from the Western Regions has arrived at the Wan Hua Tower, and they are quite lively. Ninth Brother wants to go out and relax with you!

The English chubby man is certainly not the current Shen Yujia; he was already aware of the existence of a figure like Yan Zhiqing during his childhood. Although she was beautiful from a young age, the English chubby man was well aware of her nickname, the nemesis of the wealthy and unruly. In the entire Yongzhou, which young master from a prominent family would dare to provoke her? If it weren't for Shen Yujia being betrothed to her since childhood, she might not have been able to marry for several more years.

In this world, who among the noble sons does not desire three wives and four concubines? However, no matter how beautiful they are, after a few years, they too will age and lose their luster. What then? Thus, the Englishman only dares to glance but does not dare to think further.

Poetry gathering! This city of Tianshui is not large; the southern part of the city is only about 3 miles away from here. Can it really be kept from your sister-in-law?" Shen Yujia said with concern

In his previous life, Shen Yujia was called Shen Qian Cai! Moreover, he was nicknamed the "Iron Rooster," "Miser," and "Stingy King." If someone owed him even a dime, he would relentlessly demand repayment every day, let alone drooling over his wife.

This world is wonderful, the scenery is beautiful, the food is good, and the air is even better. However, there are no computers and no internet. Shen Yujia has been here, not knowing how to pass the time. Now, it is finally good; I have managed to find something meaningful to do.

"Sister-in-law, can Ninth Brother discuss some matters with Brother Yu Jia?" said the Englishman, wiping his saliva and laughing.

Ah, it's you, Fat Nine! What brings you here?

Now, Hetushucomcom knows that he, Shen Yujia, is still only a half-baked version of a true dandy, falling far short of the real thing. He cannot truly embody Shen Yujia, so at this moment, he does not consider how to be a qualified Shen Yujia. He will only be himself, the one who possesses the name and physical form of Shen Yujia, Shen Qian Cai

After the meal, Shen Yujia was pondering how to pass the time when suddenly, Xu Gaocai shouted from outside the hall: "The second young master, the handsome young master has arrived"

Shen Yujia was truly enraged. After Yan Zhiqing cast a disdainful glance at him, she continued to draw her bow, while he stood by leisurely practicing Tai Chi.

What are you doing? A brother's wife must not be wronged; a friend's wife is easier to deceive. You don't understand, do you? If you were still my cousin, you shouldn't be looking at your sister-in-law like that, got it

Tsk tsk tsk, I say, my dear wife, looking at your slender arms and legs, they are no thicker than mine, yet how come your strength is like that of an ox

The Englishman smiled meaningfully at Shen Yujia, then turned to Yan Zhiqing with a serious expression and respectfully said: "Hello, sister-in-law"

Hearing this, Yan Zhiqing's arms, which were drawing the bow, stiffened. She released the bowstring, turned around to look at Shen Yujia, and said coldly: "What? Are you disgusted?"

Wait for it, once I have mastered my skills to perfection, I will inevitably compete with you on equal terms

Shen Yujia was clearly trying to take advantage, and Yan Zhiqing was not unaware of this. She let out a cold snort, ignored Shen Yujia, and continued to pose and draw her bow.

Well

This Englishman appeared serious before speaking, but once he opened his mouth, the words flowed out like water, causing Shen Yujia to raise her eyebrows in surprise

Two individuals, one practicing archery and the other performing Tai Chi, trained for an entire morning before being reminded by Huan Er to go have breakfast

Watching the graceful figure of Yan Zhiqing from behind, the Englishman swallowed the saliva that was in his mouth, only to be immediately nudged in the rear by Shen Yujia's knee.

"Do you know what style of boxing this is? It is also Taoist, and suitable for both young and old. It is called Tai Chi. When practiced to its utmost, it can use four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, far surpassing whatever you have!" Shen Yujia explained proudly.

Indeed, he is a dandy, always fond of visiting brothels. However, to be honest, I am also particularly curious to experience the renowned pleasure houses.

After all, marrying her, although it would be a great gain, means that you can only marry her. If you think you can take a concubine after marrying her, that is not merely a dream, but a sure path to destruction.

Shen Yujia truly did not expect that the "handsome young master" mentioned by Xu Gaocai was actually this guy; his father really gave him a good name

How could I dare? I, as your husband, particularly admire strong women; the tougher, the better. Come here, let me feel and see just how tough you are.

Hearing Shen Yujia mention that her strength was like that of an ox again, Yan Zhiqing maintained a blank expression, but inwardly she was seething with resentment. After all, she was a woman, and a woman who valued beauty at that. Other men compared their wives to delicate flowers, or at the very least, to wildflowers. But her husband, on the other hand, actually likened her to an ox. How could she not be angry

Shen Yujia naturally did not know who Yingjun was, but soon he became displeased. This was because a guy, who was only about 1.6 meters tall but weighed at least 300 pounds, was so fat that he was even fatter than a pig. As his body jiggled with every step, he cheerfully ran into the hall and said to Shen Yujia with a smile: "Ah, Yujia, it's been a few days since we last met, why have you lost weight again? You really make me, Old Jiu, envious."

Handsome

Yan Zhiqing did not glance at the Englishman at all. After taking a sip of tea, she set down her teacup, gave a slight nod, and did not say much more.

In his previous life, Shen Yujia would go downstairs to the community every time there was a power outage to practice a few moves with the uncles and aunts. Over time, he became somewhat of a Tai Chi expert. For this reason, he even bought a special outfit to serve as a facade. Now, upon hearing Yan Zhiqing dare to insult the Tai Chi he revered, he felt an immense anger inside, hoping she wouldn't elevate herself too high.

"If something goes wrong, I will hold you accountable," Shen Yujia said as he stood up to find his wife.

Shen Yujia found it uninteresting, but did not care. With a chuckle, she got up and began to circle around Yan Zhiqing, walking while stroking her chin, her gaze sweeping over Yan Zhiqing repeatedly, wearing a smug expression and clicking her tongue incessantly. This made Yan Zhiqing feel flustered and disturbed. Shen Yujia's eyes landed on her, akin to a cockroach crawling over, causing her to feel a tingling sensation all over and a deep sense of disgust in her heart.

Martial arts focus on precision, strike with speed, and when combined with the strength developed through daily rigorous practice, one can overcome the enemy and achieve victory. You dare to call this turtle crawl a martial art, and even claim it to be Tai Chi; it is truly laughable to the extreme