"Our town has always been open to recruiting talents. As long as you have a skill, you can stay in the town and serve the town. I wonder what Mr. Zhao can do?"
Bu Fan looked kindly and looked at Ding'an Hou with a smile.
"What will happen?"
Marquis Ding'an wanted to say that he could kill enemies, train troops, and form formations, but he certainly couldn't talk about these things.
But it seems that besides these things, he really can't think of anything else.
"I can... kick Cuju!"
The Marquis of Ding'an was silent for a long time and then said.
When guarding the border, Cuju competitions would be held during the army's free time.
But when he just finished speaking, the room suddenly fell silent
Father Li and Mrs. Li Zhao have already confirmed that Marquis Ding'an is a young master from the capital. Generally, young masters like to kick around when they have nothing to do.
"Can you play football?"
Bu Fan touched his chin.
"No way?"
Marquis Ding'an sighed in his heart.
In fact, he didn't think that kicking Cuju would have any effect on the town, but he really couldn't think of anything else.
"It's not impossible. The school in our town happens to be short of a physical education teacher. I wonder if you would be willing to take up the role?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Mr. Sports? What is this?"
The Marquis of Ding'an was slightly startled. Of course he knew what the gentleman meant, but what kind of sport was this?
"How do you say this? It is to teach children to strengthen their bodies, and playing Cuju is one of them." Bu Fan explained in a concise and easy-to-understand way.
Marquis Ding'an didn't understand what he was hearing, and felt that the so-called sports teacher was just taking children to play.
"How do you think about it? Would you like to be the physical education teacher of our small town school?" Bu Fan asked with a smile.
The Marquis of Ding'an did not hesitate and agreed, as long as he could stay in the small town.
But Xiao Man on the side looked at Bu Fan in astonishment.
Why did her father leave this man in a small town? Isn't this inviting a wolf into the house?
That's right.
Ever since he heard Bu Fan's words last time, Xiao Man had doubts about Xiao Ni's happy love in her previous life.
and.
The more I think about this suspicion, the more I feel that Xiaoni’s husband is nothing.
First he abandoned his aunt, and then he gave her a miscarriage.
But when she wanted to stop her, she caught Bu Fan's gaze. Was this telling her to stop talking?
Xiaoman felt unhappy.
What else is her father trying to do?
Last time, Duan Zhenghou, who was thinking about his godmother, was left in the small town.
This time, Zhao Zheng, who misses his aunt, will stay in the small town.
I really think their town is a gathering place for scumbags.
etc..
She seems to have realized it.
Listening to Xiao Man's inner voice, Bu Fan vomited blood. What did this silly girl realize?
…
Although he agreed to let Marquis Ding'an stay in the town, he definitely couldn't stay in the Li family.
After all, if Marquis Ding'an hadn't been hit by Xiaoni's carriage, they would have been strangers who had never met before.
The Marquis of Ding'an had no objection, so Bu Fan left Xiao Man in the Li family, took the Marquis of Ding'an to see Song Leizi, and asked Song Leizi to arrange a house for the Marquis of Ding'an to live in.
Xiao Man was angry. She felt that her father must be hiding something. Father Li and Mrs. Li Zhao on the side breathed a long sigh of relief, as if sending away a god of plague.
"Old lady, you think that since Zhao Zheng has recovered his memory, why doesn't he leave?" Li's father asked puzzledly.
"This is not simple. There are so many dirty things going on behind the scenes of those wealthy families, such as families fighting for property, wives and concubines fighting, and brothers killing each other.
Not to mention that he is from the capital, maybe Zhao Zheng will be attacked by gangsters, or someone from his family did it!" Mrs. Li Zhao said as if I was telling the truth.
"Old woman, how do you understand this?" Li's father said with a dull look on his face.
"The opera we watched last time was performed like this. It seemed to be called Heart-wrenching Storm, not to mention it was quite exciting!" Li Zhao said with relish.
"Must you take Xiaoni and Xiaoman to see it another day?"
Xiaoman and Xiaoni both came up with an idea.
forget it.
…
the other side.
Bu Fan led Ding'an Hou to Song Leizi's house.
Song Leizi's home is not far from Li's house, so it's just a short walk ahead and just around the corner.
But Ding'an Hou was relieved.
Finally, no more bad luck happened.
Since nothing bad happened again, Marquis Ding'an had time to appreciate his surroundings.
The road is flat and trees are planted along the roadside to allow people to enjoy the shade.
This town looked clean and very different from the towns he had seen.
What surprised Marquis Ding'an even more was that the doors of many houses here were open.
Aren't you afraid of being stolen?
…
Song Laizi's life has been relatively leisurely recently.
Although I cooperated with Zhou Mingzhu in the postal business some time ago, I have just started to get busier.
After that, Song Leizi left all matters to a few trusted brothers to take care of.
When Bu Fan came to find him.
Song Lezi was drinking alone in the pavilion.
Recalling the happy times when I was bragging and spanking with the old beggar.
Song Lezi was extremely melancholy.
Now he is the only one left.
"A thousand cups of wine is too little!"
Song Leizi finally became very popular in poetry, but he couldn't recall the entire sentence.
"When you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little!"
Bu Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This leper in Song Dynasty didn't have the ability to chew words, but he still liked to dance with words.
"By the way, that's what it means!"
Song Leizi called out, and suddenly noticed the servant in the mansion leading two people towards him.
"Mayor, what's wrong with you?" Song Leizi asked in surprise.
"There is a man who wants to live in our town for a while, and I want you to arrange a place for him!" Bu Fan looked at Ding'an Hou beside him.
At this moment, the Marquis of Ding'an stared at Song Leizi fiercely.
What a strong force of blood.
Could it be that this person is also a physical practitioner?
Only through physical cultivation can one have Qi and blood that are beyond ordinary people.
However, judging from the level of Qi and blood, the unattractive old man in front of him can only reach the level of a body refining master.
You must know that physical cultivation is different from legal cultivation.
Although both physical cultivation and legal cultivation need to rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation.
However, Dharma cultivation is to convert the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into spiritual power for one's own use, while physical cultivation relies on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper one's body and body.
Therefore, the two cultivation levels are somewhat different.
Dharma cultivation includes Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, spirit transformation, and deficiency refining, while physical cultivation includes skin refining, tendon reshaping, bone forging, viscera restoration, blood transfusion, and marrow cleansing.
However, physical cultivation generally does not use terms such as skin refining, tendon refining, and bone forging to refer to cultivation.
After all, some of them don't sound very good.
Therefore, in physical training, people who have just refined their skin are generally called body refiners. Those who have mastered the art of easying muscles and forging bones are called body refiners.
After that came the body refining master and the body refining grand master.
Marquis Ding'an is now the master of body refining who has achieved blood exchange. As long as he completes the marrow cleansing, he can be called the great master of body refining.
The blood exchange of physical cultivation is equivalent to the peak cultivation level of a monk.
If the old man with an unattractive appearance in front of him could at least be a captain of thousands in the army.
Song Laizi didn't know what Marquis Ding'an was thinking.
He looked at Marquis Ding'an curiously, immediately pulled Bu Fan aside and said in a low voice: