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But this time, although Rong Qing still put down these twenty people, it was not as easy as just now, and he was also punched.

"Good!" the remaining sergeants cheered to the sergeant who had fallen to the ground, for he was the one who had hit Rongqing. Rong Qing also rubbed his back, then took out a tael of silver and walked to the sergeant's side, and slapped the silver into his palm very casually. "It's really a good brother, Rong made a heavy shot just now, don't take it to heart. With this money, eat some wine to recuperate and recuperate!"

"This ......," the sergeant was a little stunned. One tael of silver, but a month's salary for an ordinary sergeant. Promoted to Wu Chang, it is only two taels, although Rong Qing is long, but the monthly salary is only three taels. Looking at this sergeant, Rong Qing stood up and said, "Brothers, I said that Rong Qing was sent by Lord Du Lieutenant to train you, and brothers who fight well will naturally be beneficial. Next, I will challenge 20 more people, and if anyone hits me, I will treat them!"

"Good!" all the sergeants boiled. This Rong Qing is different from ordinary ladies of the scholar clan, she has to fight, and she has money to get, and such a good thing is difficult to find with a lantern! For a while, the fighting spirit in the military camp became stronger, but there was no tension at the beginning. Rong Qing also laughed and asked them to line up the army and challenge the twenty people again.

But this time, the soldiers were disappointed. Originally, twenty people fought against each other just now, and they were able to hit Rong Qing once, why couldn't they do it again this time? But the speed of Rong Qing's progress was unimaginable to them, and as the fusion of the Ren Huang Gong Method slowly became complete, Rong Qing's strength and speed had begun to exceed a limit. But Rong Qing did not continue to challenge, but said goodbye to the soldiers and prepared to fight again tomorrow.

Because it's already dark.

Today's martial arts exercise not only allowed Rong Qing to see the combat power of the real army, but also brought her closer to these soldiers. And the price spent was only one or two pieces of silver. This method was used by others on Rong Qing before, and now Rong Qing has changed a method to confuse others, which also makes it handy.

But today's biggest gain is that Rong Qing really began to straighten out his strength. She finally began to truly fuse the Human Huang Gong Method, and began to master the power of the [Wind Fixing God Hammer Method]. Although he has not really stepped into the innate yet, Rong Qing's strength and body technique have already surpassed the same stage a lot, and Rong Qing knows that if he breaks through, he will achieve achievements that ordinary innate martial artists cannot achieve.

The so-called is a point of effort, a point of gain. Rong Qing's achievement as a martial artist is several times more difficult than that of ordinary martial artists, so the rewards she receives are naturally several times more.

In this way, Rong Qing would test with those soldiers every day, from twenty people, gradually increased to twenty-one, twenty-five people, and finally increased to the point of twenty-eight, twenty-nine, and thirty people!

Thirty people is the standard of the ordinary innate realm.

But Rong Qing has not yet stepped into the innate world, but the external exercises of the [Wind Fixing God Hammer Method] have also been fully learned in the process of this cultivation, and she feels that her strength, whether it is rigid or soft, has finally been twisted into a strand, sending and receiving freely, and all the exercises have been completely integrated into one.

And between sending and receiving, whether it is the muscles, periosteum, or internal organs, they all gradually begin to twist into a strand.

Against thirty sergeants, Rong Qing was already handy. Although she had not yet achieved the final breakthrough, the absolute superiority of strength and speed, coupled with the external exercises that were several times stronger than ordinary exercises, enabled her to achieve thirty enemies in the time that she had not yet broken through.

Despite this, Rong Qing would occasionally let a sergeant hit him and reward him with a tael of silver, so that the atmosphere in the barracks would be lively.

And if she shoots now, she will only shock the other party, and it will not hurt anyone, it can be said that she can send and receive freely.

The three brothers, Rong Qing, Hu Li, and Kong Yanyun, cherish every inch of time so much, and work hard to retreat and practice every moment of the day.

Time is like water, and in the fields of the south and north of the Yangtze River, you can already see a piece of green. The weather has passed the severe cold, especially in this southern land, Yangchun March, is the season for the children of the scholars in the state capitals and counties to travel.

But this year, Tongzhou is not as usual, because of the rise of the Green Eyebrow Army, the dynasty was shaken, and the gate lords received the holy decree and began to expand their troops one after another, ready to make contributions.

Tongzhou Xianyuan County is the largest county among the eight counties of the state capital, and its status is second only to the state capital. Because after the death of the princess of Chuyang, the side concubine Lu has been established as the main concubine, and the Taishou of Xianyuan County is the Lu family. The entire Xianyuan County Government, under the jurisdiction of eight counties and sixty-four townships, seven or eight out of ten are the Lu family forces, now the expansion of the army, the support of the army is self-respecting, even the Tongzhou Prefecture does not dare to underestimate them.

After all, the prince is no better than the average wealthy family.

At this time, the Taishou Mansion is in the back hall. On both sides of the wide hall, there are neat rows of tables, and behind each table, there is an extraordinary man and woman seated. The maids walked back and forth silently, scooping out the wine from the wine jars, and drinking into the wine tables of these nobles, and the hall was filled with fragrant fragrances and the sound of silk and bamboo, which looked magnificent.

A middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting in front of the desk and tasting wine. And above the guest seat, there was an old lady with silver hair, who was Mrs. Yin of the Yin Mansion. In addition, in front of the couches on both sides, there are more than a dozen children of the scholar clan, some old and some young, but all of them are people in brocade clothes and arrogant faces.

In the whole hall, there were hundreds of scholars gathered here.

"Aunt Hu Crack, who was going to recommend last time, doesn't seem to have won Rong Qing and Kong Yanyun?"

The middle-aged man put down the wine case and looked at Mrs. Yin. He is the cousin of Mrs. Yin, and he is also the Taishou of Xianyuan County, Lu Teng. Lu Teng, the word Fanxi, is the biological father of Princess Lu of Chuyang, the official residence of a county Taishou, although the martial arts are commonplace, but sitting in Jiangxi, with tens of thousands of soldiers, the power of the Yin Mansion is comparable.

Although Lu Teng is over half a hundred years old and has a slightly fat body, he has a handsome face, a white face and a long beard, and his speech and demeanor reveal a commanding temperament. This is obviously an aura of honor that has been cultivated over the years by commanding the army and controlling the city. In addition, he wears a high crown on his head, wears a brocade robe, and sits upright on the throne, which makes people feel the domineering spirit of the clan who dominates hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians at a glance.

"That crack also seems to be unruly. This time, the old body didn't want to listen to it anymore, but wanted to start directly. Old Madam Yin snorted quietly, as if after returning to her parents' house, she really found the confidence to say this. Lu Teng glanced around, but saw that none of the people in Manchu, Qingke, were interested in this matter, and couldn't help but laugh.

"How big can a fugitive slave be? If the movement is too big, it will lose the dignity of my palace. With a flick of the desk with a somewhat fat palm, Lu Teng raised his head and said, "Come on, bring that gentleman up!" Soon after his words fell, the two slaves brought up an old man with gray hair and a scar on his neck.

"The old man has seen the Taishou Lord! The grace of the adult's containment, the old man is unforgettable!"

... (Jiangsu)