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Naturally, she still has a lot of soap on her body, so she doesn't have to worry about whether her body can't be washed clean. Carefully washing every inch of skin with hot water, Rong Qing found that he had undergone earth-shaking changes, his skin was white and tender, his bones were slender and well-proportioned, and his budding figure was no longer the same as before.

This change made Rong Qing very happy, because the greater the change, the safer her situation would be, and the more she would be able to pretend to be a scholar.

As for killing Yin Huai, there is no such thing. As long as he can fight and run, it is impossible for Yin Mansion to let Rong Qing die just by cursing.

After getting out of the large bathtub and drying his body, Rong Qing took a large copper kettle from the stove and poured out the boiling wine syrup.

What is contained in this is naturally a medicinal wine made from the residue of [crispy tiger bone paste]. Moreover, Rong Qing now has money, and the raw material of medicinal wine is no longer "Diqing" wine, but the "Hechun Mushroom Fragrant Wine" used by the children of the nobility to nourish their bodies. This kind of medicinal wine was originally a good wine for strengthening muscles and bones, and now it is used as a medicine for crispy tiger bone ointment, which is very suitable.

After taking a sip of the hot medicinal wine, Rong Qing felt that the aroma of the wine was overflowing, but it was not intoxicating, which made people's limbs extremely comfortable.

took out a dry cloth towel, soaked it in hot wine, wrung it out, and then Rong Qing slowly dried himself with this towel.

Putting on a neat and beautiful set of new clothes, Rong Qing tied her hair in front of the mirror, and then called a guy to clean the bathroom and bathtub, and someone took her dirty clothes to wash. Such an inn, three taels of silver for ten days, naturally have good treatment, Rong Qing also truly realized how nourishing the life of a rich person is.

In the past, she served people, but now she is running in the current tense, and she is naturally happy to enjoy it.

"It's just ordinary gentry life. What if it was a real family, aristocrat, clan, or even royalty? Originally, I only thought that in this era, there was a lack of entertainment, but as long as you are rich and powerful, you can enjoy life anywhere. If you have no money and no power, you will be trampled under your feet in any era. ”

Back in the wing, Rong Qing recalled the life of the two lives, and saw everything extremely transparently.

"But now is not the time to lament these things. I have now fully comprehended the [Heavenly Wolf Floating Snow Fist] and stepped into the realm of martial arts bone refining, but I still have to strive for self-improvement, and I can't be satisfied with this. What we have to do now is to completely record our own perceptions, and then slowly study and infiltrate, and strive to move towards the innate realm!"

The warrior was a nobleman among the nobles, but he had not yet reached the level of being respected everywhere.

But innate martial artists are different. If you have the identity of an innate master, you will have a little confidence to cling to the powerful! At that time, it is impossible for the Yin Mansion to treat Rong someone with just one sentence.

If you can't punish a doctor, you can't give a courtesy.

So Rong Qing sat down in front of the table, began to draw and write, and wrote down the last few forms of the exercises, a total of dozens of variations. In this way, Rong Qing has written another yellow-level bone refining technique in his hand, and its value is completely comparable to the real one.

"Hmph, with this thing out of my hand, I pretend to be a scholar, and no one will not believe it, right?"

After finishing the book, Rong Qing moved his body, and then threw Yin Huai's manuscript into the fire and burned it. Such a thing is naturally burned to be burned, after binding his own book of exercises, into his arms, Rong Qing walked outside his house, and found that the time was already evening.

In winter, the sun sets early, and the sky is already a little dark. At this moment, the innkeeper came to the main entrance of Rong Qing's room and smiled. Although this master is not a scholar, he is also dressed in brocade robes, and he thinks he is a small person here. Rong Qing was a little puzzled, because he paid for the house first.

"Dare to ask Rong Xiaoguiren, do you know that today is a big year?"

"What do you say?" Rong Qing smiled slightly, not answering the rhetorical question.

The master of the Chen Zhan was full of smiles, and bowed his hand and said: "There is a custom in the small inn, because there are many distinguished guests coming and going from Jiangdong and Jiangxi, and the nobles work hard for national affairs, many Shangguan are not allowed to reunite with their closest relatives at the end of the year. Therefore, every New Year's Day, the small inn will set up a banquet to let the nobles celebrate the festival and relieve the pain of homesickness. I wonder if this little nobleman can appreciate his face?"

"Since the innkeeper has such a Yaxing, how can Rong Qing not accept it?" Rong Qing smiled, and then stepped out of the door with the owner and walked towards the main hall of the Shaping Inn.

Shaping Inn is indeed the place of nobles, the wings are lined up, all of them are independent, but they are scattered, do not disturb each other, and occupy an area of more than ten people. However, if you live in such an inn, you will get thirty taels of silver a year. Coupled with other expenses, the expenses are quite large, but fortunately, today's Rongqing has a small family, as long as he is not careless, he can live for half a lifetime.

After walking a short distance, Rong Qing came to the main hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Rong Qing, a little noble who just moved into our store this year. Passing through the main courtyard and coming to the hall, the master introduced a sentence to everyone. When Rong Qing looked at it, he saw that the couches on both sides of the hall were already full of people, old and young, men and women, that is, scribes and samurai, so they bowed to each other.

The old Han who relieved her of the crisis at the beginning was also among them.

"Rong Qing has seen all the nobles. ”

"It turned out to be Rong Qing, such a bold little nobleman, it seems that his skills have increased a lot. The old man smiled, it was Han Lao. Then Master Chen invited Rong Qing to a couch, "Please invite the little nobleman to the table." Rong Qing did not shy away from it, and knelt down generously.

There were no beds and chairs in the Great Dynasty, and the scholars were all sitting upright. However, Rong Qing's current cultivation has reached the realm of martial arts bone refining, his qi is strong, his qi and blood are lively, and he can sit down. After sending Rong Qing, the innkeeper bowed his head and left, leaving only dozens of scholars here.

He just handled this banquet, but he couldn't participate in it.

And Rong Qing is naturally not the protagonist of this night banquet. Once seated, the scholars began to toast each other. Moreover, in the Great Dynasty, the national style is not conservative, and those young ladies and young women also talk and laugh with many scholars, and the atmosphere is very pleasant. Rong Qing also drank and ate, and answered a few innocuous words from the old Han next to him from time to time, and celebrated the New Year with everyone.

The original Rong Qing, whether in his previous life or present life, was a little hated for the rich and unwilling to share the same room with these people.

But now, for the sake of her own survival, she is willing to be in the company of scholars, learn their words, and increase her knowledge, so as to get rid of the fate of being humble in two lives.

In the large hall, there are lamps on all sides, and on the four sides of the corner of the wall are four half-person-high porcelain oil cylinders, filled with green oil, and the wicks as thick as fingers stick out from the side of the cylinders. These four lamps were as bright as torches on all sides, so that the whole hall was as bright as day. Every once in a while, a maid would come over and cut the burned-out wick, which was the standard night banquet for the scholars.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after today's banquet, Kong is going to say goodbye to everyone. After three rounds of drinking, a young man sitting opposite Rong Qing raised his wine glass and bowed to everyone. Everyone was suddenly a lot quieter, and the old Han who was sitting next to Rong Qing asked with some puzzlement: "Nephew Kong Xian has been friendly with everyone recently, how can he say that he wants to leave?"

"Alas, it's hard to put into words. The boy smiled bitterly, then drank the wine from the glass and sighed slightly.

"A penny is hard to die a hero ......"

... (Jiangsu)