"It is Tong's greatest honor to be able to enjoy Su Qianhu."

Hearing this, Tong Hong also smiled.

After a banquet, the guests and hosts had fun. During this period, seven or eight families took the initiative to come forward to talk to Su Hao, and some families also expressed the intention of cooperating with Su Hao.

However, Su Hao did not make any statement. The first family in Jinan Prefecture is the Tong family. The other families are far inferior to the Tong family. There is no sufficient benefit. He does not want to get involved in the struggle between these families. With this skill, he might as well practice his internal skills.

After leaving the Tong family and returning to the Jinyiwei Yamen, Su Hao saw Liao Qing greeting him as soon as he walked to his attic.

After giving a gift, Liao Qing said, "Chenghu, someone sent a gift to Qianhu, saying that he was congratulating Qianhu's new official on taking office."

After taking the gift list from Liao Qing, Su Hao looked around a few times. Basically, there were some rare treasures or precious medicines. The most precious one was given by the Tong family, a thousand treasure medicine donkey and a medicine servant responsible for taking care of the medicine donkey.

"The Tong family is such a big deal!"

Seeing the gift from the Tong family, Su Hao shook his head gently: "It's so scheming!"

This is not a small deal. According to Tong Hong, to cultivate a Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey, at least ten treasure medicines and thousands of medicinal materials, the medicinal materials alone will cost 30,000 taels of silver, not to mention other human resources. Moreover, this is not the case for those medicine donkeys that have been raised halfway through. In this way, the cost of a Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey costs at least 50,000 taels of silver, which is not a big deal.

The reason why he said that the Tong family was scheming was that Tong Hong almost grabbed the key point of a warrior, which was that medicine was three parts poisonous. Any warrior who had reached the first-class level would take no small number of great tonic medicines. The accumulated medicines and poisons were not light, and no one dared to take medicine at will. Therefore, a large number of warriors could only rely on time to slowly suck them.

Although the medicinal power of a Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey can only be comparable to that of a seven or eight hundred years of precious medicine, it is the treasure medicine that most martial arts masters dream of. After all, a Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey can save a first-class warrior for several years of hard practice and comparable to the Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey. There are only some secret elixirs from Taoism and Buddhism.

The reason why Tong Hong gave him a Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey was to use it to win him over. As long as he had a demand for the Thousand Treasure Medicine Donkey, he would have to be restrained by the Tong family.

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That's fine."

Zhou Meng also bowed his hand politely and replied with a greeting.

"Old Zhou, I want to exchange these things."

Upon hearing this, Su Hao didn't say much, but just put a list on the counter. Although Zhou Meng was also a member of the yamen, the other party was not under his control. Zhou Meng was a man in the palace. In addition to guarding the treasure house, he was also responsible for supervising the Jinyiwei Yamen to prevent anyone from having a strange intention.

Zhou Meng picked up the list and then looked carefully. After a while, Zhou Meng asked with a distorted face: "Su Qianhu, these things seem to be the practice materials of the left Taoist sorcerer."

"Um."

Su Hao nodded and said, "Isn't it in the treasure house?"

"There is nothing in the bark of the thousand-year-old demon tree. If the thousand-year-old households need it, they can be transferred from the capital."

Zhou Meng nodded and said, "There are just in the other yamen."

"Then take it out first."

Upon hearing this, Su Hao nodded. He had expected this situation. Most of the Jinyiwei were warriors, so naturally there would not be too many practice materials for left-minded sorcerers.

"OK."

Zhou Meng nodded, walked to the iron wall, and counted his fingers on the wall, followed by a "karaoke" sound of the mechanism turning.

The next moment, a handle popped up from the iron wall. Zhou Meng pulled the handle and a secret door appeared on the wall next to him. Zhou Meng took the list and entered the secret door.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets for a long time, Zhou Meng came out of the secret door, holding a large piece of tree bark in his hand, weighing three or four hundred pounds.

"Su Qianhu, this bark is the bark of a cypress demon that has been around for five hundred years. It weighs 380 kilograms and is worth four great achievements."

Zhou Meng put down the bark, took out another small wooden box, and continued, "This is red blood cinnabar, two great achievements."

After saying that, he walked back to the secret door and took out a bunch of bottles and jars, and introduced them one by one.

"Su Qianhu, these things have made a total of eighteen great achievements."

"Then when will the thousand-year-old tree demon bark I want be transferred from the capital?"

Su Hao nodded, took out eighteen small round cards from his arms and placed them on the counter, and then asked his most concerned questions.

"Su Qianhu, the bark of this thousand-year-old tree demon is quite precious. It's a great achievement of ten kilograms. I wonder how much do you want?"

Zhou Meng said with a serious expression: "If Su Qian wants much, our family will have to go to Beijing in person."

"At 800 pounds."

He had already expected this price. Compared with the human race, the demon race has a long life, and it is normal for hundreds or thousands of years. Although the demon race's cultivation speed is far less than that of the human race, time is enough to make up for everything...

The most important reason why the human race can drive the demon race into the deep mountains and forests to become the master of heaven and earth is not how powerful the human race is, but because of the catastrophe. According to ancient legends, the way of cultivation is a small catastrophe every three hundred years and a great catastrophe every five hundred years. This catastrophe has no meaning to the human race. Except for those immortals who are said to have ascended, no one can live for three hundred years, let alone five hundred years.

It is not difficult to see demon trees about three hundred years old, but there are very few demon trees over five hundred years old, not to mention thousands of years old. Although plant monsters live longer, plants are more difficult to activate their intelligence than animals, and they are mostly in deep mountains and forests. So even though a thousand-year-old demon tree has thousands of kilograms of bark, it is still expensive.

"Su Qianhu, this 800 pounds requires eighty great achievements."

Hearing Su Hao's words, Zhou Meng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Eighty great achievements may not be anything to the big figures in the capital, but they are not a small number for a thousand households.

Su Hao said calmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I understand."

After saying that, he took out three small bags from his arms, counted out eighty small round cards and placed them on the counter. Although he did not have to go to Beijing every time he exchanged, he could not miss any great achievements he deserved.

"Then let's go to the capital."

Seeing this, Zhou Meng nodded, put away the small round sign on the counter, and then reset all the mechanisms.

After returning to the attic with his things, Su Hao couldn't help but sigh. He was more powerful and made money, but he was easier to spend money. After going to the treasure house, he only had nine of his great achievements, four of which were rewarded from the last mission.

After cleaning up a little, Su Hao took out a small medicine box from his sleeve, then took out a few ginseng tablets, and entered a state of cultivation cross-legged.

………

The next day.

Shortly after dawn, Liao Qing took Zhao Xiaoer and his family to wait outside the attic.

Looking at Su Hao who was practicing in the attic, a strange look flashed in Zhao Xiaoer's beautiful eyes. She did not expect that Su Hao could become a thousand households of Jinan Prefecture's Jinyiwei in just one month, and in charge of more than a thousand Jinyiwei in the entire Jinan Prefecture.

Ding Zimo was not as calm as Zhao Xiaoer. As a scholar who grew up reading sage books since childhood, he was even more awe of the government. Before, Su Hao did not wear official uniforms, so he could relax a little, but now he walked into the Jinyiwei Yamen and watched the people coming and going all over the official uniforms, and his awe of the government surged in his heart again.

"Come on."

Half an hour later, Su Hao finished his morning practice before speaking.

Looking at Ding Zimo who was restrained in front of him, Su Hao smiled and said, "Brother Ding, don't be so nervous. This time I invite you here, mainly to ask you something. Now there is still a hundred households in the yamen. Do you intend to take charge?"

"Hundred Houses?"

Ding Zimo, who was originally extremely restrained, was stunned when he heard Su Hao's words. He had thought about many results since he stepped into the yamen, but never thought about this result.

"Did Brother Ding reject my good intention?"

Seeing Ding Zimo standing still, Su Hao asked again.

"The little people dare not!"

After coming back to his senses, Ding Zimo said anxiously: "It's just that the little people are powerless to tie up a chicken. How can they take on this important task?"...

"You don't have this strength, but your wife has it."

Su Hao said calmly: "Your wife is also named in the Jinyiwei. If you don't join the Jinyiwei, your family will only be able to hide their names and live tremblingly. My subordinates lack masters who can stand on their own, so I will give you this opportunity. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Although his current strength should be a little stronger than Zhao Xiaoer, it is not easy to find a master of Zhao Xiaoer's level, so he wanted to take Ding Zimo under his command.

Ding Zimo was also a little moved when he heard Su Hao's words. He had been studying for more than ten years. If he didn't have the idea of ​​finding a single official position, it would be completely unrestrained. Moreover, Su Hao was right. If he could not clear the reputation of the White Lotus Sect, his family would have to be trembling no matter where they escaped to prevent being targeted.

After thinking for a while, Ding Zimo shook his head: "The magic of the cheap man cannot be used too much. The love of thousands of households is remembered in the hearts of the common people."

In a couple, Zhao Xiaoer did not hide the harm of practicing the left-right art. If he became a hundred households of the Jinyiwei, Zhao Xiaoer would definitely be indispensable to casting spells. It won’t take long before Zhao Xiaoer could hold on.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoer suddenly said, "Thousand Houses, the civilian woman has responded to this matter."

"Waiter!"

Hearing this, Ding Zimo was also anxious. This was no better than what he had promised to serve Su Hao for five years. He had to make the decision before. As long as Zhao Xiaoer found a way to lift the curse entrusted by Su Hao, the family could escape at any time, but once they joined the Jinyiwei, they would not be able to leave at will.

Seeing Ding Zimo's anxious expression, Zhao Xiaoer shook his head with a firm expression. For her, Ding Zimo left behind his relatives and friends, and the scholar's fame that he had worked hard for more than ten years, joined the White Lotus Sect, and became a thief. In the end, he hid everywhere and did not dare to go home again. If the couple had sex, how could she not know the pain in Ding Zimo's heart?

Now she finally had the opportunity to wash away the remnants of the White Lotus Sect on her family and give Ding Zimo the opportunity to return home in glory. How could she give up? As for the consequences of using magic, she didn't care about so much. Although using magic to use magic to harm her body, with her body, it would be fine to last for three or five years.

"Brother Ding, if you really feel sorry for your wife, then practice your martial arts well and try not to let your wife take action."

Seeing Ding Zimo's helpless look, Su Hao couldn't help frowning. He had no hope of learning literature, but he didn't learn martial arts. In the face of danger, he could only hide behind his wife. If he hadn't taken a fancy to Zhao Xiaoer's strength, he wouldn't bother to pay attention to such a person.

"Martial Arts?"

Hearing this, Ding Zimo's eyes lit up and he hurriedly said, "Would Qianhu teach me?"

Hearing Ding Zimo's words, Su Hao frowned and immediately wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words back to his mouth and gently tapped the handrail with his fingers.

After pondering for a long time, Su Hao said, "Kowtow!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Ding Zimo quickly knelt down on the ground and gave a great honor to apprenticeship.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiaoer opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

"Get up."

Walking to Ding Zimo, Su Hao gently patted him, then walked to Zhao Xiaoer's nephew and took a photo, then said, "I have solved the spell on you."

Speaking of this, Su Hao paused for a moment before continuing: "But the martial arts learned by the teacher are the martial arts in the yamen. If you want martial arts, you must first pass the yamen assessment and become a hundred households. Only when you are a teacher can you teach it to you."

He was not a whim to accept Ding Zimo, but to completely subdue Zhao Xiaoer. In this world, the relationship between heaven and earth, the king, relatives and teachers is the closest to his parents. Ding Zimo worshipped him as his teacher, which also means that Zhao Xiaoer becomes his disciple.

After all, in this era, it is important to follow the father at home and follow the husband at marriage. The master and apprenticeship are more reliable than anything else. Even if he rebels, Ding Zimo's family will not be able to escape. After all, he is not like Xu Hongru. There are thousands of disciples alone, and there are hundreds of disciples in person.

The reason why he was moved to the desire to accept disciples was because Ding Zimo had something to value, that is, he was in love. Before, he had to accept his invitation to wash away the remnants of the White Lotus Sect and returned home in glory, but Ding Zimo was worried about Zhao Xiaoer's body and chose to refuse.

Of course, the more important reason is that Zhao Xiaoer's talent and strength are valued. There are many people who learn the Left Taoist art, but there are still very few people who are truly talented. Most Left Taoist sorcerers are half-barrels of water with little strength. Originally, he was also of this type. If he had no system, he would at most be close to the level of a first-class warrior. This is still the paper man and Fu Uncle left by the ancestors of the Su family...
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