Chapter 218: Martial Arts (2)

Those who are ten outside will also be rewarded with some gold and silver to return to their hometowns, and they can come back next time, or they can be trained as a regiment in the state capital below, or they can directly join the frontier, compared to ordinary soldiers, the treatment and appreciation prospects are better. ()

Now that Chu Fengguo has been established for more than 100 years, the upper-level magnates have almost occupied more than eighty percent of the power positions, and the children of the common people want to come out, there is only this way, the side branches or the common branches that have been suppressed by the Yan branch or something, and those who have fallen want to return to the center of power, and there is only this one way out, no wonder so many people rush to it every time they do martial arts. ()

Xiling Lan listened to Yuan Xuan's explanation, and only then did he understand the status of martial arts in Chu Fengguo's martial arts among the people. ()

I also understand the reason why women can't participate in martial arts, this is the rise of a family, and it is already competitive and incentive, where can women who are still weak in this world be allowed to participate.

After being silent for a moment, Xiling Lan patted Yuan Xuan on the shoulder and joked: "Then you work hard, don't say anything else, and make a champion?" ”

Yuan Xuan glared at Xiling Lan's hand on his shoulder, the corner of his eyes twitched, and just as he was about to say something, he heard someone from behind him say hello. ()

"Yuan Xuan, Yuan Xuan--" The person who ran over panting was Yang Chen. ()

Yang Chen ran to the two of them and gave Xiling Lan a casual salute first, after all, she was the fourth princess, but everyone was an acquaintance, so you don't need to be too formal, Xiling Lan is not such a stingy person, everyone just cares.

"You're coming to sign up too?" Xiling Lan nodded at Yang Chen and took the initiative to ask. ()

Yang Chen's smiling face collapsed suddenly: "Don't scold me, I'm here to make up the numbers." "His martial arts skills are only average in Chu Mingtang's intermediate class, and he originally planned to wait for the next class to be more sure of coming back, but because Uncle Tang's Wulang was qualified to enter the finals, the old man who was full of excitement kicked him over.

"Didn't you say you planned to play again next time?" Yuan Xuan remembered that Yang Chen had mentioned it, and he also knew his background, he was forced to participate in this martial arts competition, and he couldn't get a good ranking!

"Don't mention it, my old man is stimulated!" Yang Chen was about to pour bitter water on his stomach when he mentioned this, and he happened to meet Yuan Xuan and Xiling Lan, and his personal relationship was okay, so he naturally wouldn't let it go.

"My cousin's Wulang, Yang Jin, qualified for the finals this time, my cousin's tail is going to the sky, every day I look at people with my nostrils, and when I see our brothers who are qualified to participate in the competition, the eyes are like looking at ants. My dad's good temper was stimulated and exploded, and all of us brothers were kicked to sign up. Yang Chen gritted his teeth when he said it.

Yang Jin? Isn't this the fifth uncle of Xiling Xing? It actually has something to do with Yang Chen? Xiling blue blinked his eyes.

"Yang Jin is your cousin?" Then why didn't I see Yang Chen at the wedding ceremony in Xiling last time?

"It's said that it's a cousin, but it's actually just a clan of everyone, just because in Kyoto, everyone is connected to the sect, so there are still contacts, they are considered side branches, and they look up to our grandson's snort on weekdays, this time there is such a character as Yang Jin, where can I hold back?" As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, he seemed to remember, this Yang Jin seems to be the brother of Xiling Lan's cousin-in-law?

is embarrassed, and in front of others, he said that his cousin's sister-in-law's maiden brother will not be killed, right? Yang Chen's vest was in a cold sweat.

(ISU Literature)