Yan Bing looked at the old man's face that was red with anger. He felt a little sorry for the old man for a moment, and then gradually regained his senses. He sat down slowly, but never dared to take his eyes away from the old man. He kept thinking about how to make the old man happy. By the way,
Overcoming this hurdle...
Then my mind turned around and I came up with an extremely correct and simple answer in an instant.
One word, "money"!
She pretended to be timid at first and said softly: "Master, don't be angry..." Is this good? From now on, all the disciple's salary, including the money rewarded by the emperor, will be used to honor him.
Master, do you think it’s okay?”
"Humph! I am now also Prince Kang! I also have a tribute! How much salary can you, a fourth-grade official, have?" The old man still looked angry and spoke in a high tone.
But since Yan Bing finished saying this, the old man's eyes unconsciously glanced at Yan Bing from time to time. Only when he glanced at Yan Bing for the fourth time did he ask coldly: "For a fourth-grade officer, how much is the salary?"
Yan Bing smiled secretly when he heard this.
The fish is hooked!
"My disciple, let's do the math..." Yan Bing stretched out a hand and looked up at the sky, his mind spinning rapidly.
I secretly screamed in my heart: How the hell do I know how much the official rank of the fourth rank of Liang Kingdom is?
I don’t even know how much the Ming Dynasty official paid! Let alone this!
Forget it, don't care, let's blow it to a lot first, and then talk about it after passing this level.
Thinking of this, Yan Bing pretended to count with his fingers and said slowly: "For the fourth grade, the monthly salary should be thirty dan per meter. According to the current price of rice, it should be twelve taels of silver per dan, which is three hundred."
Sixty taels, in one year, that’s four
One thousand three hundred and twenty taels. If you add in the money for meals, tea, soup, and official money, it will be more than 10,000 taels a year..." Yan Bing became more and more panicked as she calculated, because she was all making up nonsense.
, and the old man’s eyes lit up the more he listened, because this was all for him.
"Furthermore, master, you know my disciple's abilities. Wherever he goes, he must make some achievements. As long as the emperor is happy, he can reward you with a thousand taels. After one year, at least he can do it again."
Double it... that's more than 20,000 taels, Master..." After Yan Bing finished speaking, he secretly glanced at the old man.
The old man curled his lips, thought about it for a moment, then sighed, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and said loudly: "What I care about is not the money. I feel that as a common people, the rise and fall of the world will depend on me."
, you should be a little more responsible! That’s all! You go ahead..., but you have to say yes...!"
The old man put his chopsticks on the table again, lit Yan Bing with his hand, and said firmly: "Kungfu, you can't let it go! You must practice it every day!"
When Yan Bing heard that the old man was relenting, he immediately continued with a smile on his face: "Yes! Master! That's for sure! My disciple likes to practice martial arts the most! If it weren't for the country and the people, I wouldn't bother to be such a bad official.
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The old man rolled his eyes at her and continued: "Also, if you become an official, it is inevitable that spies from the enemy country will attack you. Just in case, let your senior brother and your fifteenth senior brother follow you!"
"Oh~? Master!? Then can I get a job in the Yamen? I just think that we can't share the troubles of the imperial court for nothing. It's also appropriate to spend some money on it, right?" The senior brother, who had been lowering his head to eat, suddenly realized
This is a way to make a fortune.
"Then all your money will be given to me like your junior sister?" The old man looked at Feng Chen with a wicked smile.
The silly smile on Fengchen's face disappeared in an instant, and he continued to eat with a straight face.
"Okay, Master, I will listen to your arrangements! Senior brother and fifteenth senior brother will follow me, no one will suffer!" After saying that, Yan Bing winked at the senior brother, who immediately understood. In an instant, he was right
Hope has been rekindled in life, and eating has become much smoother.
"And the last thing." The old man swallowed the food in his mouth, put the bowl on the table, wiped his mouth, and said seriously with a serious face: "I am alive, you are busy saving the country and peace of the people..., but
If so, one day I go to Hexi..., you must come back to me and help me take care of Feixiamen wholeheartedly...!"
The senior brothers and sisters who were talking and laughing at the dinner table suddenly became quiet...
Feng Chen also put the bowls and chopsticks in his hand on the table, his eyes were slightly red, he looked at the old man and said: "Master..., okay, why are you talking about this..."
"Master..." Yan Bing's eyes also turned red. The old man's body was so handsome. She had never thought that as long as he was a human being, his life would eventually be exhausted... When this realistic and cruel fact really
When it was placed in front of her, she realized that she really couldn't let go of the old man... When she thought of that day coming, she couldn't help but want to cry...
Lu Liang also raised his head at this moment, looking at the old man with red eyes and saying nothing. It was as if he noticed for the first time the slightest wrinkles in the corners of his master's eyes, and he looked in a daze...
The old man was happy when he saw the three of them looking at him like this. He picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said, "Sooner or later, you three will be pissed off to death. I can't wait to satisfy my cravings first!? Let's eat!"
But after listening to what the old man said, the three of them still had the appetite to eat.
Feng Chen silently approached the old man, raised his hands, and gently tapped the old man's legs.
Lu Liang silently picked up the other one...
Yan Bing wiped his tears and walked silently behind the old man, pinched his shoulders and rubbed his neck.
"Master..., you must live a long life..." Yan Bing said halfway when he suddenly realized that the old man was already over a hundred years old, and quickly changed his words: "No! It's a thousand years old! Long live! Long live!"
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The old man almost burst out laughing, patted Yan Bing's little hand and said, "Do you want Master to rebel!? Long live!?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tree at the door began to shake crazily again.
The senior brother slammed the table, stood up, pointed at the tree and cursed angrily: "Stop shaking!! You didn't even pay attention!! Is that what we said? You just shake!!! Silly!"
x!!!”
The tree quickly regained its tranquility...and remained motionless...
Seeing that he was quiet, the senior brother came back cursing again.
Yan Bing gently leaned into the old man's ear and said word by word: "Master, don't worry, as long as I am here, there will be Feixia Sect!"
"Yeah!" The old man nodded with satisfaction, then stroked his beard and laughed.
Speechless all night.
The next morning, Yan Bing went to the underground secret room as usual and continued to practice her rays of light flow, but this time, she worked a hundred times harder than before.
She practiced until her senior brothers came back and called her to eat, and then she came out of the secret room. The laughter and laughter of the past returned to the dinner table, but what the old man said has always become a knot in the hearts of the three of them, urging them to grow rapidly.
, work hard to make progress…….
Afternoon.
After clearing away the dishes, Yan Bing returned to the secret room.
But this time, she is not here to practice. It is time for her to start her first compound crossbow casting practice...
