Hyundai, Shanglu City, a lounge of Kyushu martial arts dojo.

Cao Jian sat in the lounge, his eyes glazed.

The entire lounge was empty, and the outside were all media reporters who wanted to interview him, but they were all blocked.

It wasn't that he didn't think about the possibility of being defeated, and in order to make sure that nothing went wrong, he even went to see Wu Qiong in person last night.

Wu Qiong, whether it is his pace or temperament, is no different from ordinary people, and he does not look like a person who practices kendo at all.

It was precisely because of the personal meeting that he was so confident that he challenged this ordinary person the next day.

After the other party rejected his invitation of 300,000 cash, Cao Jian quickly launched a public opinion offensive, and as for the question of despicable, it was not in Cao Jian's consideration at all.

But today, why is that man so strong?

Cao Jian looked at the helmet mask on the side again, the whole front was dented, and he was still a little dizzy from the shock of the whole helmet, the doctor said that there was a slight concussion, but this was already a blessing in misfortune.

If it weren't for the protection of all the protective gear and hit him directly in the face, Cao Jian would probably be gone by now.

And what made Cao Jian tremble the most was that "Wu Qiong" on the field looked at him with an expression like looking at a dead man.

He—He's really going to kill me......

Cao Jian felt a deep fear.

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In order to completely make Cao Jian convinced, Wu Zhi no longer came to look for trouble, so Fang Cai's blow was still murderous, but after all, he didn't really want to kill.

Although he defeated Cao Jian handsomely, using Wu Qiong's body, this short-term burst technique, if it is not after long-term training, there are still certain negative consequences.

The result of forcible use is inevitably a great consumption of the body, but Wu Zhi is also measured, but he did not let "Wu Qiong" hurt anywhere.

But the exhaustion must be full, and the aches and pains are unavoidable, but in front of outsiders, they still won't show it, even if they are uncomfortable in the process of getting on the bus, they just frown.

At the end of the game, Wu Zhi helped "Wu Qiong" correct his name, washed away the stigma of others' wrongdoing, and went back to work.

After all, going to work seems to be a very important thing for the man named Wu Qiong.

When I went back, I naturally took Minister Wei's car.

Minister Wei sat in the driver's seat, although there was a slight conflict between him and "Wu Qiong" before, but then everyone explained, and it was fine.

And today, everyone learned that there was news on the Internet about Wu Qiong's refusal to compete with Cao Jian, and many people said that Wu Qiong was timid, and he defeated Jiuhe Chun before, there was no such thing at all, it was Jiuhe Chun who let Wu Qiong, Wu Qiong himself was cheeky and so on.

In addition, they directly posted the battle book on the Internet, saying that they were going to challenge Wu Qiong in the Kyushu Martial Arts Dojo, and the media reporters were all looking for it.

Everyone was indignant, only Wu Qiong stood up, saying that a manly man could not be killed and humiliated, and accepted the challenge.

At this moment, Minister Wei also recalled his eventful years, holding a wooden stick as a three-foot long sword, and calming the young hearts of the "world".

Don't say anything, immediately drove Wu Qiong to the scene, as for whether the personnel department would say that he was absent from work.

Isn't this recently undertook Master Wang's martial arts novel IP project? This is going out to collect materials, how can it be called absenteeism.

There are also some media reporters who want to interview Wu Qiong.

But Wu Zhi was not interested in these people who came around, plus she just wanted to rest now, Ouyang Xue also saw the exhaustion of "Wu Qiong", so she directly pushed everyone away, and then followed Minister Wei and drove away.

On the side of the Kyushu Martial Arts Dojo, after Jiuga Junmu saw Mr. "Wu Qiong" leave, he bowed respectfully in the direction where Mr. "Wu Qiong" left.

Mr. "Wu Qiong" was full of colleagues and leaders, in order not to expose the identity of Mr. "Wu Qiong" as the inheritor of the ancient martial arts family, Jiu Hechun never dared to say too much to Mr. "Wu Qiong".

Those media did not interview "Wu Qiong", and at this time, they naturally found another person in the center of the vortex, Jiuhe Chun.

After all, there are rumors through the grapevine that it was because Wu Qiong defeated Jiuhe Chun, so Cao Jian would come to challenge Wu Qiong, Cao Jian didn't have to think about it, after the people were defeated, they went back to the lounge directly, and a private doctor helped check the injury.

And Wu Qiong also left directly, so naturally she could only interview Jiu Hechun.

But Jiuhe Chun was also very uncooperative, and also refused to be interviewed by media reporters, but returned directly to the Kyushu martial arts dojo and his office.

After closing the door, Kuga Jun held his hands on the wall.

Her face is no longer expressionless, but full of excitement and longing.

[Too powerful——! 】

[He's too powerful——! 】

[What kind of powerful power and swordsmanship is this!] Unheard of, unseen! And even so, Mr. Wu Qiong still seems to have spare strength, in this world, there are people who can be so powerful! Is this the ancient Chinese martial arts?! 】

Jiuhe Chun took a deep breath before suppressing his longing for the strong man a little.

After calming down a little, Jiuhe Chuncai blushed slightly and walked to the private changing room in his office.

"Change, change the strip**......"

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Great Zhou, Weiyang Palace.

Wu Qiong looked at the dark sky outside, and the music in his hand was finally completed, and he also helped Wu Zhi write a batch of notes.

Throughout the day, there were ministers who kept asking for a meeting, saying that most of them were about the people's livelihood and disaster relief, and the border defense could not be loosened, and they also cited the stories of ancient emperors who overcame various difficulties and swept away all directions.

To sum it up, it can be summed up in one sentence: Your Majesty, what do you say? Is it to leave money for disaster relief, or to build the Great Wall now and strengthen the border?

What can I do? I'd love to shout "I'm going to do it all", but that's not realistic.

Money is not conjured out of thin air, even if it is to reform the central finances, open sources and reduce expenditure, even if it is to monopolize salt and iron like the Western Han Dynasty and compete with the people for profit, it is not possible to see the effect in one or two months.

Distant waters can't save the fire, and when it comes to fiscal reform, it's not a sentence or two, one or two people can do it, and the complex network of interests, which people need to be suppressed, who needs to be co-opted, how to operate it, where to start the pilot first, and so on, are all a long-term process.

Moreover, it is unknown whether Wu Zhi plans to make some changes to the situation.

Wu Qiong also has a set of theories, whether it can be used in Da Zhou, and whether it is suitable for Da Zhou, that is also a question mark.

Therefore, Wu Qiong also met with those officials who came to meet one by one, but all of their questions were:

"I'll think about it and give you an answer tomorrow."

When they are gone, they will record their problems and let Wu Zhi think about them slowly tomorrow.

After Wu Qiong finished the work at hand, he returned to the Taiji Palace, writing a letter to Wu Zhi in front of the desk, while thinking about what he knew, the reform methods of the ancient emperors to increase income, and he had to go back to Baidu.

I also thought of the people of the Great Zhou, living in the water and fire, and as a traverser, although they could use the knowledge of the future to change somewhat, they were bound for various reasons.

In the final analysis, he is still not familiar with Wu Zhi, and the crossing is not thorough, so he can't make up his mind about anything.

"Forget it, I don't want to do so much, after writing these suggestions, I'd better go to bed early."

Wu Qiong muttered to herself, holding a charcoal pen in her hand, and continued to write......

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The next day, Hyundai, Shanglu City.

Wu Qiong sat on the bed, only feeling that her whole body was very sore, especially her two arms, as if she had muscle cramps yesterday, and it hurt to even lift them.

[Wu Zhi? You went to work on the construction site yesterday? 】

Wu Qiong couldn't help but question Wu Zhi in her heart, of course Wu Zhi couldn't hear it.

And Wu Qiong was anxious to know what happened yesterday, and he actually made his whole body so sore, he soon found a letter left by Wu Zhi under his pillow.

The letter is still the same as before, very in line with the format of Wuzhi's style, but the content is a bit shocking.

In order to help Wu Qiong protect the dignity of a man, Wu Zhi rushed to the Kyushu martial arts dojo with Minister Wei Zhong at noon yesterday, and then under the witness of hundreds of people, he taught a man named Cao Jian who maliciously slandered Wu Qiong, and won everyone's praise.

At the end, Wu Zhi also wrote:

[No need to thank me, this is what I should do]

Wu Qiong is stupid, what the hell?

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(Next chapter, coming soon~)