Two people were hiding behind the kitchen and talking quietly. One said: "Of course it's true. Prince Xin County said it in public. He said that those with good qualifications can kill two hundred enemies. Those with bad qualifications can kill five enemies."
A hundred is fine, I heard that some generals are already learning..."
"Who taught it?"
"Then I don't know, but since the county prince said so, it must be accurate."
"Just kill two hundred enemies...then wouldn't there be many people who can learn martial arts?"
"I even want to be a frontier soldier."
The two of them talked and walked forward.
Chen Boming turned around and looked at his two younger brothers: "Did you hear that?"
Chen Sanlang murmured: "I heard it, I heard it..."
As he answered, he suddenly became excited: "I want to join the army! I want to join the army! I can definitely kill two hundred enemies!"
Chen Zhongfei's reaction was dull.
After all, Chen Sanlang is indeed good at martial arts and has a great chance of joining the army, but he does not have such ability. He said slowly: "So, is it the Jin'er sect?"
Chen Boming whispered: "It's possible."
He was not Chen Sanlang. After the initial excitement, he quickly weighed it in his mind.
If you join the frontier army, slowly accumulate military merit, and change your martial arts, wouldn't it be an easy task?
Who can guarantee that he can survive until that time?
But what if you join the border army after mastering martial arts?
After mastering martial arts and then joining the border army, you will definitely not be a mere soldier. Your starting point will be different. Moreover, if you have martial arts, you will have the power to protect yourself... If you want to climb up, it is much easier to start from the bottom!
Chen Boxing murmured: "We still have to coax Jin'er well, we must ask her to forgive us."
Chen Zhongfei said: "Write a letter to Dad and ask him to find someone to find out who teaches this martial arts."
"Yes," Chen Boming said, "I will write a letter back now. If there are others, you can also give it a try."
He turned around and left.
Chen Zhongfei looked at his back, lost in thought for a while, then got up and went downstairs, taking advantage of the darkness, and slowly walked to the front of the small courtyard.
He didn't knock on the door, but stood quietly not far away for half an hour before sighing and turning around to leave.
Shen Zhoujin was disgusted once again.
This Chen Zhongfei is really scheming at every turn.
He was sure that she was a master and she would be able to detect him when he was standing here, so he used this method to create an image of "I have been watching you secretly but not disturbing you".
"I thought you didn't know", this is more than one level higher than Chen Boxing's straight-forward approach.
If it were anyone else, they might be really moved by this scene.
But she could hear his breathing and heartbeat.
He was very calm and determined, but he didn't have any ups and downs in his heart or any regrets or guilt... It was really amazing.
Early the next morning, before Shen Zhoujin got up, he heard voices outside.
When she got up, she opened the door and saw that Meng Qingrong and Yan Xizhi were standing on both sides of the chai door. They were both surprisingly beautiful. Standing there, they were like a beautiful scenery, attracting the eldest daughter and the younger daughter-in-law to look straight at them.
Look this way.
When they saw her coming out, they both saluted.
Shen Zhoujin nodded and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
Meng Qingrong said quickly: "Qingrong guessed that Master Shen hadn't had breakfast yet, so he brought some over. If Master Shen doesn't dislike it, Qingrong will ask them to bring it over."
Yo?
Shen Zhoujin really liked this Meng Qingrong, he was so considerate and knowledgeable.
She nodded, and Meng Qingrong came in.
The person below brought several large food boxes, probably enough to feed about twenty people.
Shen Zhoujin took out half of it and asked someone to send it to Prince Xin. At the same time, he invited Yan Xizhi to come in and have breakfast together.
While eating, Shen Zhoujin asked Meng Qingrong: "Why did Mr. Meng come back so soon?"
Meng Qingrong said he didn't dare, and said: "Master Shen, just call Qingrong by his name."
Shen Zhoujin nodded, and Meng Qingrong continued: "Qingrong brought all the food and cotton clothes over, just two miles away."
"Oh," Shen Zhoujin was even more satisfied: "Not bad!"
Qi Lanqiu introduced to Yan Xizhi thoughtfully: "This Mr. Meng asked Master Jin to take action. Before Master Jin agreed, he donated two thousand catties of grain and two thousand pieces of cotton clothes to the border."
The poor Yan Xizhi pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and did not dare to answer.
Meng Qingrong glanced at him and said with a smile: "Who is this?"
Qi Lanqiu said: "This is Young Master Yan from Qinxin Sect. He is also here to ask Master Jin for help."
Meng Qingrong nodded and asked Qi Lanqiu: "What do you call the girl?"
"No need to address us," Qi Lanqiu said, "We are just insignificant people."
Meng Qingrong said with a smile: "You are so humble, girl." But he didn't ask any more questions.
They finished their meal quickly. Shen Zhoujin gave the little phoenix to Yan Xizhi and took him wherever he wanted to practice swordsmanship. Then she took Qi Lanqiu and the secret guard to see the Meng family's things.
Sure enough, the thing stopped about two miles away. Shen Zhoujin took a few glances and asked the secret guard to report to the king.
After all, she didn't know what the process was for this kind of donation.
King Xinjun was also surprised and hurriedly brought the quartermaster over.
There is really no process for this kind of thing, and I can't issue you a banner or anything like that. The quartermaster just thanked you profusely and called his men to check the points.
Two thousand kilograms of grain was just a lot more, and they were quickly put in. Shen Zhoujin was bored anyway, so he just stood there and watched. Meng Qingrong stood beside her, lowering his head and talking to her.
Someone came out of the camp and slowly walked up to her and said, "How did you do that?"
It's Zhuang Bifan.
Shen Zhoujin raised his eyebrows: "What?"
"Martial Arts," Zhuang Bifan said, "You are only ten years old, how can you be so powerful?"
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Can you teach me something?"
Shen Zhoujin chuckled: "Why?"
Zhuang Bifan was anxious: "Don't you want me to stay at the border? The better my martial arts, the more useful I will be. Don't you still want me to accept a disciple? If my martial arts is not good, how can I accept a disciple?!"
Shen Zhoujin sneered and said: "You really make me want to slap you every time you open your mouth. What's the matter? You stay at the border and you accept apprentices. You keep them for me, and accept them for me, right? Aren't you a citizen of Dasheng?" "
She waved her hand to stop him from talking: "I have always recognized that people have their own ambitions, and I am not a person who worries about the country and the people. Therefore, I think it is totally okay for you not to want to fight, to live a quiet life, or to enjoy yourself. Question! But, you are already here! You let the bitter soldiers serve you like they serve your ancestors for more than two years, spending money like water!! In exchange, you use martial arts to help the border."
"So do you understand? You owe this to the border! You have to pay it back!! But I don't owe you, so stop barking in front of me! I won't accept this!"
As Shen Zhoujin was talking, he suddenly caught something out of the corner of his eye. When he turned around, his eyes widened.