【Ding! Congratulations to the host Xu Qingyun, triggering the "Death Desperate Situation", rewarding a random exercise "Northern Spiritual Skill", to help you achieve great success as soon as possible, do you want to cultivate immediately? 】

“NICE！”

Xu Qingyun said excitedly: "Cultivate now." ”

【Ding! The cultivation of the Northern Spiritual Skill was successful. 】

Xu Qingyun instantly used the Northern Shen Divine Skill, and at the same time used Jiuyang True Qi to calm the restlessness of his viscera.

"Ah...... My ancestral internal force ......"

Cheng Tailai felt that his internal force was rapidly draining.

wanted to struggle, but was absorbed by Xu Qingyun and couldn't get rid of it.

His face grew pale.

At the same time, Sima Hongyun felt that his realm was climbing wildly.

Everyone in the world thinks that this fat man is a loser who eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles, and he is a contemporary director of the Poverty Alleviation Office.

As everyone knows, as the only registered disciple of Changchun Zhenren and the owner of PHS, he himself is the son of luck.

In fact, he used to be very slim, but in order to accumulate the power of merit, he had to "eat, drink, prostitute and gamble", and over time he grew into a fat head and big ears.

As long as you reach the realm of immeasurable merit, you can directly enter the first grade of the Daomen, and it will be a matter of minutes to lose weight at that time.

But the merit brought by poverty alleviation is too little, even if he goes to the Qinglou every once in a while to support those poor women to redeem themselves as soon as possible, now it is only the peak of the nine grades of Taoism.

And at the moment.

"Eight products...... Seven Grades...... Six products ......"

He felt that his realm was advancing by leaps and bounds.

It wasn't until Cheng Tailai's eighty-year ancestral internal force was absorbed by Xu Qingyun that his realm climb quietly stopped.

"Changchun Lao Dao, I'm afraid you don't know it yet, cultivating the power of merit and sacrificing teammates is much faster than Qinglou poverty alleviation!"

Sima Hongyun was secretly ecstatic.

He felt that he had finally found the right way to practice the "power of merit."

At this time, Cheng Tailai suddenly grabbed Sima Hongyun's trouser leg and said with mixed feelings:

"Young master, all of my ancestor's eighty years of skill are gone, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you in the future."

He lost all his skills, and he knew that he had become a waste, so he hoped that the young master would not fire him.

Sima Hongyun held back the ecstasy in his heart, sighed and patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Lao Cheng, don't worry, Young Master Ben will definitely not treat you badly, I will ask Fu Weng to send a thousand taels of silver to your house when I turn around, and you won't use it to dart when you turn back."

Cheng Tailai still grabbed Sima Hongyun's trouser leg:

"Thank you for your kindness, young master, but can you please let Fu Weng notify me when he sends the silver, so as not to be discovered by my wife."

Sima Hongyun bowed slightly.

Only then did Cheng Tailai loosen Sima Hongyun's trouser leg, and leaned on the threshold of the silk village alone to be sad and sad.

"Young Master...... I ......" Zhuo Yutang clutched his chest and stopped talking.

Sima Hongyun glanced at him, and slandered in his heart: You haven't contributed to Young Master Ben's meritorious power, do you still want silver? Young Master Ben doesn't blame you for your ineffective work, and it's good to deduct your wages.

He pondered:

"Hmm...... Your injuries are not light, go back to the account room to pay thirty taels of silver, buy some tonics, and strive to heal your internal injuries as soon as possible, and then serve this young master. ”

Zhuo Yutang's heart was a little unbalanced.

He nodded aggrievedly: "Thank you, young master." ”

Xu Qingyun is still digesting the eighty years of ancestral internal force contributed by Cheng Tailai at the moment.

Suddenly, a pair of officers and soldiers rushed to hear the news.

"Who's making trouble?"

This kind of trivial thing Sima Hongyun has long been commonplace, and he squeezed out a smile full of flesh:

"Official, it's just a simple competition in the rivers and lakes, it's not a big deal, and I'm really sorry to bother you to run it in person."

As he spoke, he took off one of the many money bags on his waist, handed it to an officer and soldier, and said with a smile:

"Brothers have worked hard, find a place to drink a glass of hot wine and take a hot bath."

The official saw that there was indeed nothing major in the silk village, and checked the "fine", so he was satisfied and led the team to inspect elsewhere.

Sima Hongyun narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun made a "You come here" gesture to him.

Sima Hongyun shook his head and said with a smile: "Young man is good at kung fu, today is considered to be the young master's mistake, and that Shu brocade will be regarded as the young master's reparation, and he will trouble you again." ”

Xu Qingyun put down his finger and smiled, "Don't make me wait too long." ”

Sima Hongyun hugged his fists and said: "Definitely!" Certain! ”

As soon as the two of them finished their cruel words at first sight, Sima Hongyun strode away with his subordinates.

In the snow on the long street.

Zhuo Yutang and Cheng Tailai supported each other's bodies.

They were all a little puzzled, they had obviously suffered a big loss today, why was Young Master Sima in a good mood?

………………

After Xu Qingyun finished measuring the size in the silk village and left his address, he returned to the princess's private residence.

He looked and saw that there were no footprints on the snow inside or outside the house.

It seems that Her Royal Highness the Princess has not yet sent someone to summon her.

I swept over the eaves and looked at it, but there were still no footprints.

It doesn't seem that anyone is following and spying on him.

This feeling of being too safe made him a little disappointed.

…………

Sima Hongyun and Zhuo Yutang walked into the door of the mansion together.

"Young master, everything you have told me has been done." Fu Man greeted him with a small notebook.

He suddenly wondered:

"Hey, what about Cheng Guard?"

Sima Hongyun said: "Cheng Escort is abolished, Ming'er, you send a thousand taels of silver to his house, remember to hand it over to his wife, lest Cheng Escort take it to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble again." ”

Fu Weng took out the wetness licked by the wolf and made a note in the small notebook.

Zhuo Yutang went to the account office to withdraw 30 taels of work-related injury compensation.

Fu Wen asked again:

"Young Master, when will your custom-made clothes be delivered? I'll arrange for someone to receive it. ”

Sima Hongyun said:

"There is no Shu brocade in the capital, you send someone to the old Shu land, and you must send a batch of Shu brocade over within half a month. In addition, I asked the best embroidery girl in the capital to design a set of clothes for me, and I will see a sample of the ready-to-wear within three days. Also, arrange for me a group of guards with superb internal skills to come over and wait for the dispatch, this young master is useful. ”

Fu Man raised his head:

"Young master, Escort Cheng is already the most skilled guard in the house, and if you want to be more exquisite, there is only a dart master. However, they all seem to have been sent out by the lord to run errands. ”

Sima Hongyun said magnificently:

"Then recruit, the salary is one hundred taels of silver per month, I don't believe that I can't recruit people!"

After Fu Weng finished recording, he said:

"Okay young master, if there are no other arrangements, I'll go and do something."

Sima Hongyun waved his hand: "Go ahead." ”

Then, he went into the study, closed the door, rolled up his thick sleeves, and pressed the nine key on the PHS.

"Hey, sister, my sister has a few important things to do recently, can I ask you to dinner when I'm done?"

Xu Qingyun's Lolita voice came from the other end of PHS:

"Okay, let's go back and make an appointment!"

……

Early the next morning.

Sima Hongyun couldn't wait to take the newly recruited master of internal strength and ambushed him outside Xu Qingyun's house.