The three of them looked at each other with wide eyes.
Gong Xiqiu frowned deeply.
However, this is not what he wants.
After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't come to an accurate conclusion. Under Gong Xi Lai's expectant gaze, he fortunately clapped his hands together and said quite bachelorly: "Anyway... well, being able to practice is always a good thing. From now on. From now on, just stay with me and learn hard. After all, you are just a seedling in a thousand hectares of land. If you don't make any achievements, wouldn't you be wasting this opportunity?"
Yang Ying pursed her lips tightly.
After all, I still had some hesitation in my heart.
Although there was no difference between life and death under the fighting general, her father died at the hands of Gong Xiqiu. Her ability to treat the opponent's existence objectively now was the result of several psychological counseling sessions. Let her learn from the other party... Yang Ying has some difficulties in his heart.
But this opportunity is indeed rare.
Before she hesitated to get the result, Gong Xiqiu was impatient with her silent response and asked: "How? I'm not qualified to teach you?"
Do you really think that a fifteenth-grade junior high school student is just a cabbage?
If he is willing to recruit disciples, how many people will hold money, sharpen their heads, and kneel down to beg him to free up a precious quota?
She took the initiative to bring it up, but Yang Ying didn't agree?
This won't work!
No one can refuse him yet!
Gong Xilai secretly poked the soft flesh of Yang Ying's waist. Yang Ying finally came to her senses and said: "No, no, I can't ask for it."
Gong Xiqiu's face softened slightly: "That's right...it's getting late now, you two should go back to your tents and sleep..."
Gong Xilai was not happy to go back.
"Brother, have you forgotten me?"
"I haven't forgotten. Can you practice Sanjiu in the winter, or Sanfu in the summer? It takes a lot of effort to carry half a bucket of water, but you still need to practice martial arts? A Ying is a child who has practiced martial arts with a small dance knife and a gun. She has no basic skills at all. The bones are still there, and even if you just start contacting him at this age, you can still make up for it. That's all you need." Gong Xiqiu was as straightforward as ever, and his expression gradually became calmer as he talked about Gong Xiqiu.
She bit her lip angrily: "Then I'll edit the essay!"
"You have to have a solid foundation to cultivate literature. The most talented scribes are all selected from a thousand, and they may not be able to achieve anything after years of hard training..." Gong Xiqiu said it not euphemistically. The threshold for brave warriors is relatively low. , but Gong Xilai is old and has no foundation.
"so……"
"You don't have this talent."
Gong Xilai's mood fell to the bottom, and he asked in a soft voice with a little cry: "Just... is there no way to remedy it? Let ordinary people also be able to practice, even if they have little future prospects... as long as they can practice... Okay, I don’t dare to think of more.”
"Yes, there is."
Gong Xiqiu thought about it seriously.
Gong Xilai's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Gong Xiqiu said: "Do you know about Wu Gu's evil? That thing can be realized, allowing you to become a moderately brave warrior in a very short time, but the production method has been lost for a long time. Nowadays, there is a slightly inferior one, Huang Lie Those are the heavy shield warriors."
He slapped away Gong Xilai's delusion.
"Don't be stupid, do you really think that it is a good thing? If it was really a good thing, word would have spread a lot, and countless young and strong laborers would have been recruited with it! Whether it is the elite military camp raised by Wu Guhu, or Huang Lie's heavy shields
Regardless of being a strongman, it all overdraws the user's longevity, potential, and energy! With your body, you can be sucked dry and turned into a skinny mummy in just a few months!"
And the Gongxi tribe’s genuine Gu insects…
There are also strict seeding period and root bone restrictions.
When he heard "skinny mummies", Gong Xilai's face turned pale, his head hung slightly, and he accepted the reality in front of him with a low mood. Gong Xiqiu sighed softly, burying some words in his stomach.
Gong Xilai is destined to be an ordinary person.
But she is destined to be extraordinary.
Because she is from the west.
As long as he doesn't die and lives for a day, he will be her retreat and supporter. The Gongxi people will not give up on their own people.
Gong Xilai has not been lost for a long time.
After some self-explanation, I finally thought about it.
But poor Yang Ying suffered a lot. Gong Xiqiu led his apprentices and followed the education of rolling with sticks. Once on the martial arts field, there were only enemies and friends, no men and women. She didn't know how to write the four words "love the fragrance and cherish the jade". Yang Ying had thought before
Her father's teachings were strict enough, but compared with Gong Xiqiu, she realized that her father, Yang Gong, taught her step by step, and he truly cared for his daughter.
Seeing Yang Ying whose nose and face were bruised and swollen every day to the point where she couldn't tell whether she was male or female, Gongxi Lai gave her medicine while feeling lingering fear.
"Brother is too cruel..."
Yang Ying opened her tongue and spoke vaguely: "Yes."
"Let him be gentler in the future and go step by step..."
"I mentioned it, but he said..."
"What did brother say?"
Yang Ying's face was expressionless: "Your brother said that when I gather my courage and become a second-class warrior, you can safely break my legs."
Gong Xilai's face turned pale: "...Why!!!"
Yang Ying: "That's what I asked too, but he said that ordinary people can stretch their muscles and bones for a hundred days, but brave warriors don't have such worries. Martial energy is consumed quickly, recovered quickly, and grows quickly..."
Gong Xilai: "...But, you are a girl after all..."
Yang Yingnum said: "I said so too, but your brother said that when he kills people in battle, he never takes off people's clothes to see their gender. If you are alive, you are a living person, and if you are dead, you are a dead person. There is no such thing as a male or a female.
People, or dead men, dead women, dead people..."
Gong Xilai: "..."
It's reasonable and well-founded, and there's no way to refute it.
As a result, Gong Xilai had one more thing to worry about - she was worried every day that her friend would be beaten to death by her brother.
Congratulations, my little friend is tenacious and can roll around in the martial arts field under her brother's hands. The thicker the skin, the more durable it is, and she has not died suddenly for more than a year. Gong Xilai has become her exclusive herbalist.
I was at a loss at first, but later I became very proficient. I even started to study medical books when I got bored. Especially the massage for bruises and injuries, Yang Ying practiced extremely well in her hands.
Gong Xiqiu grabbed Xun Ding, a cheap man with his left hand, and Gong Xilai and Yang Ying with his right hand, jumping from job to job to help others. The outside world only thought he was joking, after all, paying someone to be a thug, such a thing is not even the lowest
Even brave warriors would not despise waiting.
What's more, it's a fifteenth-level junior high school?
The first boss didn't believe in evil and wouldn't pay the settlement.
Gongxi Qiu smiled, turned around, took the first boss's enemies, and destroyed the first boss's lair. He did not forget to sit down in the first boss's private treasury and count the rewards he deserved. For a moment,
Gong Xiqiu's reputation is stinking.
Those who admire him have long been impressed by his heroic demeanor of winning in battle, and their hearts are filled with love and desire to recruit him. However, in order to show that they are gregarious, when mentioning Gong Xiqiu, they still have to say two disparaging words: "The villain repeats it.
Disloyal and unjust”.
A person who recognizes money but not people is a lowly thing. Such a disloyal and unjust person, no matter how powerful he is, is just a clown.
Gong Xiqiu was too lazy to pay attention.
Anyway, no one has the guts to say it to his face.
After all, there was only a man with a tough mouth in his body, and his neck was still as brittle as tissue paper in front of his palm.
Different from Gong Xiqiu's high-profile, and different from the recurring situation in the Dragon Slaying Bureau for more than a year, Shen Tang's life was quiet and smooth. At this time, she had to thank Yan'an. The topography of Longwu County,
This is both a disadvantage and an advantage.
As long as the hidden danger of Shiwu can be suppressed, to a certain extent, we can gain precious leisure time and accumulate strength.
Firstly, whoever captures Longwu County will have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of blocking the Shiwu foreign tribes. Without taking into account both internal and external considerations, this territory is simply worthless; secondly, the northwest border land needs an economy without an economy, and a population without a population.
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Spending troops to defeat it will do more harm than good.
Therefore, in the first year after Shen Tang came to Longwu County, he took advantage of the fact that no one was looking at him, so he cultivated the land peacefully for a year, building bridges and roads, digging canals and wells, and planting mulberry trees.
Silkworms, salt production and smuggling, school building and paper making...
Yes, there is also papermaking.
The main business Shen Tang couldn't let go of the most was painting, and the thing she couldn't let go of was the paintbrush. So, she set up a papermaking workshop in Longwu against all the odds. The core team of this papermaking workshop was of the same origin as Heyin County.
We also borrowed two master craftsmen from Xu Jie's Xu's Papermaking Workshop, blended the experience of both parties, and experimented and explored over and over again, and the quality of the paper produced was steadily improving.
Before the autumn harvest of the second year, the finished product was stunningly released!
Smooth but not slippery, tough and moisturizing.
White, dense, and pure in texture.
It feels like stroking baby skin.
It’s really hard to put it down.
This kind of paper is worthy of her wonderful painting.
The paper-making craftsmen were trembling with fear, and several of their subordinates who were invited to admire the finished products of the paper-making mill were puzzled: "What's wrong, my lord?"
Gu Chi rolled his eyes.
"Don't disturb her, she is daydreaming."
Shen Tang came back to her senses and only had time to hear the "dream" mentioned by Gu Chi. She coughed lightly and said: "Speaking of dreams, do any of you know how to interpret dreams? I dreamed of a strange dream last night, and I turned into a human being.
A tiger that just ate and basked in the sun, and a gangster whose face I couldn’t see touched my butt... What’s the explanation for this?”
The few people who were not on a business trip looked at each other.
Until Chu Yao pondered for a few breaths and said tactfully: "If you count on your fingers, my lord is now sixteen. Ahem, cough, cough, at this age, it is normal to have such a dream..."
Don’t be so careless as to share this with them!
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"Ah, is this how dreams are interpreted?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of Ning Yan's hurried footsteps came from outside the conference hall, and the hem of her clothes rubbed with her movements, making a unique sound.
"Lord, Nanyu County is under attack!"
This chapter has been completed!