"What kind of wine do girls drink, Lao Huang, I didn't expect you to have such a light taste?

Xia Guang complained.

The carriage stopped under a small cluster of red maple trees, and the slightly worn rope was tied to the slightly thick tree, and circled twice.

Under the tree, pieces of red leaves the size of chicken feet fell on the heads of the old and the young sitting on the ground.

The old servant was pouring the young man's hand again, and paused, "Didn't Childe love to drink this Mingyue brew the most?

Xia Guang didn't take the wine glass, he directly brought the pot, raised his head and drank, the Adam's apple rolled, until the whole pot was empty, and then stopped, "Shuchang!"

From the timeline here, he naturally saw the true identity of this old Huang.

Coincidentally, this feminine and somewhat old-fashioned silent man was the Ling Jue in his previous life.

In this life, he is still a eunuch, and he should have been sent from one of the wind factories of the "Wind Forest Volcano" to protect himself secretly, but... This order may have been given too early, and now I don't know how many dark guards are still alive, so he has naturally become a loner.

Therefore, Ling Jiehu could only call himself Lao Huang and came to the Huangpu family to be a servant, and he didn't dare to use his swordsmanship, for fear that someone would see the clue and cause death.

In another world, the Governor of the Wind Factory and the King of Chujiang, who was decisive in killing and destroying people, became such a groveling and taciturn old servant.

Even Xia Guang felt a little desolate.

It doesn't matter, since I'm here, I'll naturally take you with me.

What an interesting world...

And maybe it's because the structure of this world is special, and the cultivation system and exercises are also very interesting, unlike any of the previous worlds.

Although he already knew it from the timeline when he came, Xia Guang suddenly lowered his voice and said to the old servant: "Lao Huang, I want to learn martial arts." ”

The feminine servant glanced at the son, shook his head and said: "Childe, you have passed the best age for martial arts, the old servant advises you to do business, so many family industries also need to be taken care of, and it may not be better than licking blood on the tip of a knife to live." ”

Da Zhou has died, and ten years have passed, and I haven't heard of any waves.

It seems that those eloquent masters have not been able to do anything, at most they are still in the shadows, barely surviving.

Even the Xia Zhi who single-handedly created the Secret Guard, can't he say that he has already gone, right?

There is also the peerless genius of the royal family, the sister of the little prince, the eldest princess Xia Jiejie, in the fire that year, she dragged the demon knife to slay the dragon and stepped into the bloody rain, and now she is nowhere to be found, and there is no whereabouts.

"Lao Huang, I want to learn martial arts. Xia Guang repeated it again.

The old servant didn't intend to teach his kung fu to Xia Guang, but just excused himself: "Haven't you learned it before, but this martial arts practice is too difficult, too tiring, and it's not as you think, what's the use of learning it?"

That Murong Xue girl, actually... Even if you do enter the door, she may not like you. ”

Lao Huang is still used to doing things, so he doesn't know how to speak, and as soon as he said this, he regretted it.

But Xia Guang sneered and leaned back against the tree, "Lao Huang, do you think that I am practicing martial arts for that woman?"

Lao Huang hurriedly remedied: "The old servant didn't mean that just now. ”

Xia Guang shook his head: "Lao Huang, I just don't want to live like a gangster anymore, people are in this life, if it is long, it will be a hundred years, and if it is short, it will not be able to go out of the city, and if you go to business, you will be robbed by robbers."

Flying into trouble, saying that death is death, these days, there is no strength, just to be a fish to be slaughtered. ”

Lao Huang said softly: "Gongzi is not fish and meat, he is the youngest son of the head of the Huangpu family who feels indebted, and... There is an old servant, who wants to move the son, first step on the corpse of the old servant. You... Why bother?"

Xia Guang stood up and patted the old servant on the shoulder, "Come on, your three-legged cat kung fu has killed two or three ruffians, if you don't teach, you won't teach, let's go." ”

Lao Huang squinted his eyes, didn't refute, and answered softly.

Watch the back of Childe climb into the carriage.

However, the figure suddenly paused like a stone sculpture, and a voice that did not seem serious, as if it was casually speaking, came. "Lao Huang, this is not reckless, I just want to tell others that what I have lost must be taken back with my own hands. ”

The old servant didn't ask "What did Childe lose?" and he didn't even answer it, just lowered his head, his feminine face, his clenched fists, and a somewhat desolate look in his eyes.

When he looked up again, Xia Guang had already gotten into the carriage.

The old servant stepped on the pedal slowly, copied the horsewhip, and said suddenly: "Martial arts, the old servant can't teach you, but this Jianghu can talk to you." ”

"Say it. ”

"There are chivalrous people everywhere in this rivers and lakes, but these are just some showmanship, without fighting, at most they are betting on darts, or doing some chivalrous deeds, looking for opportunities everywhere, but if you want to say that you want to improve, it is basically hopeless for life. ”

"Why?"

"Martial artists are divided into five grades, and the exercises are also divided into five grades, and if you practice a few grades of exercises, you are a few martial artists, but even a five-grade martial artist also needs to be cultivated step by step, starting from one grade. And herein lies the problem. ”

The boy in the carriage seemed to be listening intently.

"Exercises, it needs to be consistent, if you practice a book without follow-up first-grade exercises, then for the rest of your life, you are just a first-grade martial artist, unless you obtain the marrow cleansing elixir, the original power is abolished and start over. But this elixir is extremely precious, and there are only a few of them in the Great Gate Sect. ”

The young man in the carriage interjected, "How can this be?"

Lao Huang smiled bitterly and said, "Childe wants to ask, if you get a five-grade exercise, if you step into the peak of the first-grade and get a second-grade exercise, can't you practice it directly? and why can't you practice two exercises at the same time?"

didn't wait to answer, Lao Huang said directly: "This question, I also asked it at the beginning of my martial arts practice, and even doubted it... But that's the case, if you disobey the rules and practice, you can't do it at all, and if you forcibly cultivate, you will only get confused in your meridians and go mad. ”

There was silence in the carriage.

"Since the change of heaven ten years ago, the big businessmen have dominated the continent, issued a military restriction order, and at the same time set up supervision departments in various places to supervise the various sects in the rivers and lakes. The strength of the big merchants is strong, and those who are not convinced by the rivers and lakes have been killed, and the rest can only obey.

There are several important regulations on the so-called restriction of arms.

One of them is the division of the forces of the rivers and lakes.

The Jianghu faction, with a staff of 300 people, can have one complete inheritance of the fifth grade, two copies of the complete inheritance of the fourth grade, and no limit to the third grade and below.

Medium-sized sects, with a staff of 120 people, can have one or two copies of the complete inheritance of the four grades, and there is no limit to the three grades and below.

Small sects, with a staff of thirty people, are not allowed to hold the four-grade exercises.

On the rivers and lakes, the exercises that can be passed on among scattered people can only be one or two products, and they are the kind of wild paths, and there are no follow-up exercises.

Once you practice, that's it. ”

A slightly puzzled voice came from the carriage: "Why do you want to be restricted to this extent?"

The old servant said softly: "Childe, you know, a five-rank martial artist can be a thousand, such a terrifying strength, how can the imperial court not control it." As for the first product and the second product, it is not to be feared, at most, between the rush of various cities, the thieves can escape with their whole body. ”

There was a pause in the carriage for a moment, as if thinking about digestion, "Is the five-rank martial artist the pinnacle?"

The old servant smiled lightly, "Childe should be a joke." It is rumored that there is an unspecified regulation in this military restriction order, that is... No matter when and where, the mind cultivation exercises can only be kept in the hands of the imperial court, and people in the rivers and lakes must not have them, which is called forbidden martial arts.

In this way, Childe knows the difficulty of martial arts practice, right?

Don't say it's learning, it's the first step, I'm afraid you won't get the exercises, of course, if you go to the head of the family, the head of the family will not make an exception, but he braves the world's disapproval to give you a copy of the exercises that end in the three grades is also the sky.

In the Huangpu family in the south of the Yangtze River, the number of martial artists is one hundred and twenty people, and there are two copies of the four-grade inheritance exercises. ”

There was silence in the carriage, and suddenly he asked again: "Why... The imperial court is so strict with the supervision of the four-grade and five-grade exercises? Although the five-grade powerhouses are a thousand, there should be more masters in the imperial court, right?"

The old servant seemed to be satisfied with the little boy's carefulness, and patiently explained in a low voice: "Because only the four grades or more can have the opportunity to find further opportunities. Court... I'm afraid of this. ”

There was no sound in the carriage.

The old servant muttered again: "What I said to you today, the old servant said more, I hope the little boy will rot these in his stomach." ”

"Hmm. ”

There was an answer from the carriage.

The wheels gurgled and turned, and the carriage sprinkled with maple leaves leisurely rushed to the dock in the east of Xizi Lake.

From here, you can take a boat to the Huangpu family in the middle of the lake.

Lao Huang led the horse to his own place, the inner courtyard of the family was not a place where an old servant like him could go, unless he was summoned, the servants could only stay outside the family.

Xia Guang stepped on the land of the inner courtyard, stepped on the fine sand by the lake, entered from the main entrance, and in front of him was a marble screen of ink and ink Jiangnan illustrations, and on both sides were the cloisters, constituting a rather elegant garden landscape.

Walking through an archway, a man and a woman were playing on either side of the stone table.

The man's name is Huang Pu Fang, about fifteen, a few months younger than Xia Guang, young and old, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, full of romantic taste, according to the generation, this is Xia Guang's half-brother, but... But somehow, he was regarded as the youngest son, and among the four brothers and sisters, he was called the younger brother.

Huang Pu was born to his wife, and at this time he was holding a sunspot in his hand and was falling freely.

The woman is as beautiful as snow, beautiful and incomprehensible, and she is also the same age, she is the original Xia Guang who couldn't wait for and even wanted to find a Qinglou woman in Fireworks Willow Lane as a substitute, the heavenly daughter of the Murong family, Murong Xue.

Facing the Huangpu side, the ice and snow on her body seemed to be melting, and even brought a smile like early spring.

The original Xia Guang begged Murong Xue hard, and the latter ignored him at all, but he was very close to this emperor, and even the servants were accustomed to it.

Huang Pu has a high level of understanding, and he is handsome and chic, and it is said that he was able to teach the family one of the two four products.

On the other hand, Xia Guang, the mud can't support the wall, and he spends all day drinking, if it weren't for his good fate, he was found by the head of the family, and he was afraid that he would be a farmer hunter in the mountains.

What kind of mother raises what kind of son.

The housemother of the Huangpu family is worthy of being from a big family, but you can see one or two from the character and ability of the two sons.

Seeing Xia Guang passing by the side of the corridor, Murong Xue's expression remained unchanged, but she didn't even raise her head, but some disgust flashed between her eyebrows.

However, the emperor laughed heartily, hooked his fingers, and shouted directly: "Brother, come here, I have something to say to you." ”