In an instant, half a month has passed, Liu Zihong's body has improved, and his originally thin body has become much stronger, and Jiuyang Shengong has played a vital role.

At the same time, it also made Liu Zihong feel the amazing potential of his body, just in such a short time, Jiuyang Divine Skill has crossed the first glimpse of the door and entered the realm of entering the hall, and the cultivation is even more effective with half the effort. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you have a little basic knowledge, you will know that his physique is called the 'Innate Dao Body' in the cultivation world, and the physique of cultivating immortals is naturally easy to use to cultivate martial arts internal strength.

Jingji thought about moving and lived in the Bu family for so long, Liu Zihong was a little reluctant to go, so he resigned with Bu Yuntian.

He didn't know that because of himself, the Bu family had been arguing for a few days, and according to Bu Yuntian's original idea, let Liu Zihong join the Bu family, study for a while, and help him find an official position, otherwise it would be difficult to repay the kindness.

Although he is the son of the Bu family, he is just a teenager, and he encountered a strong resistance from his half-brother: "If you want to join our step family, why bother to get a scrap back, even if our step family is a big family, we can't afford this kind of waste, as a member of the step family, you have to think more from the perspective of the family!"

In the end, Bu Yuntian could only recommend Liu Zihong to go to Silver Star Academy as a handyman, and he also had twenty taels of silver in his account every month.

Liu Zihong gladly accepted this, and the miscellaneous servants were good, the so-called princely generals Xiangning had a kind of, and the wood of the hug was also born in the end of the millennium, so why did he ask for a step to the sky.

What surprised him a little was that the place of work turned out to be the Silver Star Academy, which was different from the Silver Star Martial Arts, the Silver Star Academy was a place to teach people to read and write, and in this world where force was supreme, those who could not practice belonged to the despised group.

The reason for the emergence of this academy is that some children of the family, nobles, and grandchildren have very poor cultivation talents, and even have no way to open the Fa and lack the ability to practice, so they built the Silver Star Academy to learn some historical literature, politics and military, music and art and other things, after all, people also need fun in life.

Silver Star Academy and Silver Star Martial Arts Mansion are just a wall apart, but the gap between the two sides is like fireflies to Haoyue, dripping water to Wang Yang, standing at the gate of the academy, Liu Zihong felt a lot of emotion in his heart, after nine years of compulsory education, after the destruction of the college entrance examination, and the ravages of third-rate universities, now he is about to start to experience another kind of school life.

With a wave of his hand, he walked into the Silver Star Academy without looking back, leaving Bu Yuntian behind, and he was greeted by a simple boy, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his height was already more than one meter nine, and he could feel the pressure when he stood in front of him.

The son of the Bu Wang family, if he wants to arrange a person here, it is simply the honor of the Silver Star Academy, not to mention the miscellaneous servants, even if he is a white person, there will be no problem.

The Silver Star Academy, which looks ordinary on the outside, only found that there is a hole in it after coming in, and walked for half an hour, after passing through the Jiuqu corridor, pavilion attic, and rockery, the target is a two-story small attic.

Waiting for them was a thin man, who looked no more than thirty years old, with no flesh on his body, with three fingers and a long beard on his chin, wearing a gray gown, a turban of the same color wrapped around his head, and a scroll in his hand, and he was fascinated by it.

After a long time, he put down the book, looked at the big man and Liu Zihong standing in front of him, and exchanged a few words, after hearing that Bu Yuntian personally sent it, he immediately regretted stomping his feet, knowing that he would go out to greet him in person, and he could still put on a score for such a small half a day.

The work assigned to Liu Zihong is also very simple, cleaning the academy, of course, he is not the only one in the huge academy, there are fifty people who clean up the miscellaneous servants, most of them are the subordinates of the academy, but there are not a few miscellaneous servants like Liu Zihong, this simple big man around him, because he can eat too much, and his mother has to take care of him, so the academy does not accept him at all, and he can only be a miscellaneous servant.

The steward's surname is Fan, and the single name is Zhang, and the size of the academy is also a role, and he took out the map of the academy, which divided the entire academy into fifty areas, and the arrangement was originally full, but now it is not a big deal to insert Liu Zihong into it, and he quickly picked the smallest area and divided it to him.

The main task is to clean this area twice a day in the morning and afternoon, and you can rest for two days a month, get twenty taels of silver, and the salary level is the top three in the entire Silver Star City.

Arrange for the big man to take Liu Zihong to familiarize himself with the environment, and start going to work tomorrow, Steward Fan will leave this matter behind, although it is a small steward, but in the entire academy, big and small things, it is basically these stewards who do things, and the other masters and deputy masters are mainly chanting poems and paintings, singing and dancing to improve the spiritual civilization level of Zhao State.

The big man is a taciturn person, and he only spoke three sentences in the past half a day, Liu Zihong had to take the initiative to open his mouth and exchange some information he needed, but fortunately, the big man has been here for two years and is very familiar with the entire academy.

Mu Shi is his name, Liu Zihong couldn't help but complain: "It's better to call it wood!"

The other party was not angry, but smiled and touched the back of his head, maybe he thought so himself.

Seventeen-year-old Mu Shi likes this job very much, he eats and shelters, and pays ten taels of silver a month, which is half less than Liu Zihong, and according to him, the area he cleans is the largest area adjacent to Liu Zihong, which is four or five times that of Liu Zihong.

However, between the words, Liu Zihong can still feel that Mu Shi is deeply grateful to Steward Fan, because the amount of food is overweight, so other jobs in the city can be found do not care, and the money earned every month is not enough to eat, and he is not tired of eating and working here, and he also saves a lot of silver taels every month.

The two dormitories are together, and the environment is also good, although it is a little simple, but the room is also divided into two small compartments, so that people have a little private space, and the bedding is distributed by the academy, and Liu Zihong brought daily necessities, clothes, shoes and other three copies.

Time passed in the exchange between the two, dinner was brought back, and Mu Shi also received a portion for Liu Zihong, three steamed buns and a pickle, and half a bowl of millet porridge.

Because Bu Yuntian specially invited Liu Zihong to have a big meal at noon, he didn't have any hunger at this time, and he barely ate a steamed bun to drink some porridge.

Pushing the remaining steamed buns and pickles in front of him in front of Mu Shi, the big man's face turned red, and he pushed Liu Zihong back, opening his mouth and not knowing what to say.

"Eat, I ate too much at noon, and I can't eat it now, if you don't eat it, it's a waste!" Liu Zihong said and handed it to Mu Shi again, and drank the half bowl of millet porridge himself.

Mu Shi looked at him gratefully, lowered his head and quickly disposed of the two steamed buns, even the pickles were not left, and he stretched out his tongue and licked the small bowl clean.

In this way, Liu Zihong started his own life as a partiaryman, and he looked pretty good, his roommates were satisfied, and the leaders took good care of him.