Chapter 211 Assumption

Author: Nongxue Tianzi

Chapter 211 Assumption

The whole yard is filled with the aroma of various wines.

Everyone had been tense for such a long time, and it was finally over, and they naturally relaxed completely.

Mu Qingyun wrote for a long time, then stretched out his legs to drag the chair over and said with a smile: "Mr. Huang, please sit down."

She looked around and said with a smile: "These guys are very measured."

Tang Jingping also sat closer, sorted out the drafts for Mu Qingyun, and put the pages into categories. A smile appeared on his lips: "Just right, it can save a few sparring partners."

Both Situ Qingshuang and Yun Duoer's martial arts are domineering and strong, which means that they spend a lot of time training.

Of course it is impossible for these guys to bring their own sparring partners when they come to Yaowu City.

If you really want to take them with you, wouldn't that mean you are mocking Yaowu City?

Everyone knows that this city is most famous for its daily fighting.

Take a walk around the streets, hoping to fight from sunrise to sunset.

Many masters come to Yaowu City just for fighting. What's the point of having a sparring partner?

Situ Qingshuang and Yun Duoer are both distinguished guests, and they are visiting Yaowu City. Tang Jingping naturally needs to satisfy each other in every aspect. In terms of sparring, he has to send out the most suitable disciples.

The past two days have been fine. In the past few days, the two of them could consume four or five dollars a day.

Why!

Huang Siping's eyes followed the masters flying all over the sky, and his face seemed to be confused and frightened.

Mu Qingyun burst into laughter and raised her hand suddenly. A plate of cut fruits fell into her hand. She brought it directly to Huang Siping and said with a smile: "Hurry and try it."

Although everyone seemed to be fighting without any scruples, in fact everyone knew what was going on.

After being beaten like this, there were only pieces of fruit peel and broken bones flying on the ground, but nothing serious and important was damaged at all.

However, if masters like Situ and Yun Duoer can't even control the target of their attacks, they would be looking down on the world's heroes.

Huang Siping suddenly laughed, the wrinkles on his face stretched, he sat down hurriedly, suppressed his worries, and ate the fruit happily, not forgetting to add drinks to Mu Qingyun from time to time.

Tang Jingping calmly blocked out the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong: "Mr. Fang from Baiyun Clan and Master Zhuo Clan came to me, and they both said that the original intention of establishing Yaowu City was very good, but it was just that year after year, it became too conservative.

, when you are indulgent, you are too indulgent.”

"I think Junior Sister wants to give young people in my country who want to practice martial arts the opportunity to practice martial arts. This is a great thing."

Huang Siping's fingers trembled slightly as he touched the teacup. He seemed a little excited and sighed: "It's not just excellent, Yue Nuxia is really a saint."

Mu Qingyun smiled and said: "No, don't put a high hat on me. I'm just trying to catch a duck, and my head suddenly gets hot. If I want to do this well, I still have to work hard."

And how to arrange more and more warriors is also a very necessary knowledge.

But for now, it doesn't matter. There are never enough experts nowadays. We need manpower to defeat the declining army. Even though there is peace all around, there are many restricted areas in the Ming Kingdom that have not yet been explored. Every time we go to the restricted area to open up wasteland, we are bringing

Many experts still feel it is not enough.

But when there are more masters, the situation will change and the order will easily become chaotic.

There is also a path for warriors to rise, which is not very clear at the moment. Especially for civilian warriors, it is not only the secrets that support their martial arts practice, but also the wealth and wealth.

It goes without saying that martial artists from famous families have enough wealth and their own businesses. They practice martial arts happily, and everything is provided for them at home.

Although disciples like Mu Qingyun who came from the Yuncheng Martial Arts School also competed for glory and received tasks, even without these, the imperial court still spent money to support them every year.

How do ordinary civilian martial artists support themselves before they start practicing martial arts and become masters?

Join the sect?

To be a bodyguard or look after homes and homes?

Taking the martial arts examination and entering an official career?

All of these will exist, but before you grow up, what will happen in the long journey? Will you be unable to grow because you have no resources, or will you do things you shouldn't do for resources?

Moreover, this person is armed with sharp weapons and has murderous intentions everywhere. If there are too many warriors, the destruction of order will be obvious.

You can understand this just by looking at how much effort the imperial court spent on rectifying the martial arts world. It is the current consensus.

Mu Qingyun casually took out a page from his notebook and drew a Yaowu City Library in two or two strokes, then a 'university', and a bunch of buildings in a row.

The library's "Secret Books" are free to read. If you don't understand, you can go to the university to take open classes. The best ones will receive scholarships. How to take on tasks when you reach a certain level.

Just imagine, you can do whatever you want.

Tang Jingping laughed: "If it can really happen, our Yaowu City will be the holy land of martial arts for the new generation."

The two of them were talking lively to each other.

Huang Siping smiled, stood up, and took a bunch of little helpers around him to fill up the food, so that everyone would not be able to enjoy themselves.

They played until the moon was high, Yun Duoer was so drunk that her eyesight was blurred, and she finally couldn't hold the gun steady. Then Mu Qingyun called Huang Siping and a few staff members and stuffed everyone back into their respective rooms.

After urging Yun Duo'er to wash up briefly, blow out the candles, close the door and windows, Mu Qingyun returned to the room.

It was already dark at this time, but she couldn't sleep for a while, so she simply grabbed two pillows to sit on with her hair loose, and dug out a stack of bound newspapers to read.

Every day she leaves ironed and bound newspapers in her room, and recently, the legendary stories that interest her are placed in the most conspicuous place.

No wonder Tang Jingping always said that they couldn't live without Huang Siping. She felt that life had become so comfortable recently that she wanted to prepare a capable butler for her martial arts school.

Mu Qingyun picked up the newspaper and continued reading "The Demon Fox" she had read last time.

It is a strange story about ghosts and gods in the style of Liaozhaizhi. It uses ghosts to write about people, and the narrative is multi-line. It is rare that it is written in many ways without being messy. It is better than most stories about talents, beauties, gods and monsters nowadays.

Mu Qingyun never misses every issue and likes it very much.

With the help of the light, although the illustrations in the newspaper were in black and white, their descriptions were delicate, and Mu Qingyun couldn't help but be intoxicated by them.

In the book, the demon fox takes advantage of the darkness and quietly walks to the little scholar's window. If he cannot take back the little scholar's heart that he borrowed from his daughter, then his child will definitely not be able to survive the disaster.

As a father, how could the demon fox be willing to see his daughter fall into the pit of fire?

The story becomes more and more tense.

It seems that the night in reality has become tense.

The wind blew in from the half-opened window, and the shadows of the candles flickered. Mu Qingyun's eyebrows remained unchanged, and he suddenly smiled and said in a warm voice: "Why don't Mr. Huang rest? I thought a demon fox was coming to climb the window."

Huang Siping ouched and said with a smile: "How can I sleep? There are a lot of things going on outside, but you, my daughter-in-law, please take a rest quickly, don't you have to rush to Leizhou Mansion tomorrow?"

"The old man would like to congratulate Yue Nuxia on winning the championship again."

As he spoke, Huang Siping quietly packed his things again.

Mu Qingyun chuckled, blew out the candle, and quickly fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but I seemed to wake up from the dream twice.

Suddenly a black shadow suddenly appeared in the room.

There was no sound at all.

The black shadow quietly reached out and touched the candlestick placed on Zhuotou. There was a bang, and the entire table was on fire in an instant.
Chapter completed!