The speed of the carriage was not slow, and it soon left the county capital through the south city gate.

After leaving the city, it suddenly became a lot bumpy.

Zong Xian lifted the curtain and looked outside.

With the end of the cold winter, the walled area has regained its vitality.

Coupled with the fact that the situation in the county government has returned to stability, the demand for labor in the city has increased.

Many gangs in the walled area have shifted from the original forcible seizure to commercial wealth, which is also the stage of the gangs in the city.

They will choose to open gambling houses and low-grade restaurants in the village, and also recruit civil craftsmen in the village to take care of some work in the city to repair houses and build buildings.

In fact, the chaos and chaos of the world is a chain reaction of feedback from low to high.

The straight road outside the south of the city is quite smooth, and along the way, you can see a lot of pack horse caravans equipped with accompanying escorts, as well as dart teams with dart flags, and occasionally you can see a few good hands in strong suits and carrying bags and weapons hurrying by.

In this world, the warrior itself is an important "productivity tool".

From the bleeding porters and laborers in the city, to the saber guards that can be seen everywhere, as well as the powerful masters in the gangs and the government, and the scattered people who come and go without a trace.

Since there is almost no bottleneck in the forging realm, most of the poor people choose to change their fate by saving money to practice martial arts.

As long as you work hard for two or three years, even if your qualifications are poor, you can practice to the peak of the forging realm, and you have hundreds of catties of strength.

I don't dare to say that I will reach the sky in one step, but there is no problem in making money to make a living.

If the qualifications reach the middle or lower level, you will also have the opportunity to enter the realm of qi and blood, become the target of major gangs and dart games, and live a relatively good life.

The real watershed in the martial arts is reflected in the training of strength.

Of course, for a guy like him who has almost leapfrogged in his starting foundation, it can't be measured by common sense.

In addition to the martial arts hall in the city, the four major gangs also have their own martial arts halls, plus a variety of martial arts secrets scattered among the people, resulting in a variety of ways to learn martial arts.

These are all things that Zong Xian has learned in the past few months.

He looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and his thoughts drifted away.

……

After leaving the city, after about a meal, the carriage turned right into a small road, and after a while, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

Not long after, there was a "call" from the coachman outside.

The carriage stopped outside a blue-walled compound, and there were many maple trees planted on the side of the road, and the branches were sprouting tender green shoots.

This is also the origin of the name of Maplewood.

Unfortunately, the current season is not right, and if it is autumn and winter, you may be able to enjoy the scenery of the maple leaves.

"Little master, we're here!"

The coachman opened the curtain and said hello, Zong Xian nodded, and Mali got out of the carriage.

The spacious high-gate compound in front of him is Xu Yuanwai's residence.

There are also a number of earthen houses surrounded by wooden fences nearby, which are the houses of the tenants of the village.

Since this place is a little far away from the county capital, it is much quieter.

Zong Xian took a deep breath of fresh air and suddenly felt refreshed.

There is also a faint sound of roosters and dogs barking, which makes people feel more relaxed.

Wearing a foreign hat and a satin robe, Xu Yuanwai, who was full of wealth and dignity, heard the movement outside the courtyard and walked out with a few young healthy servants.

"The master of the Qi Pavilion is here!"

"I don't know what the little brother is called?"

Xu Yuanwai arched his hand with a smile and took the initiative to greet.

"Outsiders are polite, and their name is Zong Xian."

Zong Xian returned the salute and reported his name.

After a simple greeting, Xu Yuanwai led Zong Xian into the house.

Passing through the stone screen, there is a rather elegant vestibule and a transparent hall.

The two sat down in the hall, and another maid came to pour wine with a long-necked wine jug and a small white porcelain glass.

The so-called scribes drink tea, and the warriors drink, this trip is a martial arts, and it is normal to warm up with wine according to the custom.

Zong Xian usually doesn't drink alcohol, but he is physically strong, and it doesn't matter if he drinks a few glasses.

After he and Xu Yuanwai had a drink, they started to talk about business.

"Little Brother Zong, Xu will give you a brief introduction here."

"Our Fenglinzhuang has cultivated large fields on the south, north and west sides."

"Most of the fields in the south are next to the open land at the foot of Rupu Mountain."

"The four-eyed bull came out of the mountains a few days ago, and it hasn't left these days, and it has eaten all the spring wheat seeds prepared in advance."

"Anyone who approaches will inevitably be attacked, and three people in Zhuangzi have already died tragically, and two have been seriously injured by the brute bull."

"And recently, this fang has faintly moved towards Zhuangzi."

"I also invited a few hunters before, and I used all kinds of methods, but there was no great effect, so I could only ask your master and apprentice for help."

When Xu Yuanwai said this, he also looked helpless.

I secretly regret that I didn't endure the hardship and loneliness of practicing martial arts in my early years, and every time the brute beast attacked, I could only ask for help from others.

So he can only be a rich man not far from the city, and the wealthy families in the city have a little martial arts foundation, and they will deliberately let the younger generations practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, which is also a reflection of the gap.

"Then without further ado, please send someone to lead the way."

Zong Xian didn't have the heart to chat with him, he drank all the wine in his cup in one gulp, stood up and prepared to deal with the four-eyed brute as soon as possible.

"Good!"

"So-and-so went with his little brother."

Xu Yuanwai nodded, and was just about to get up, when suddenly a girl wearing a green gauze skirt and long hair hanging down her shoulders came from the side hall.

This girl is fourteen or fifteen years old, her appearance is delicate, her eyes are smart, and her facial features are somewhat similar to Xu Yuanwai, which seems to have a lot to do with each other.

"Daddy!"

"Today, my daughter wants to go into the city to cut some silk and make a few new clothes, and wear them when she takes a fireworks cruise during the Spring Lantern Festival next month!"

The girl's voice was crisp and cheerful, and she was holding Xu Yuanwai's arm and coquettish.

"Okay, okay, Xiaoying, you can go."

"Let Uncle Zhao and Aunt Wu accompany you."

"Daddy still has something to do now, and he has to accompany the little brother to deal with that wild cow."

Xu Yuanwai said dotingly, bowing slightly at Zong Xian.

Hearing that she was going to deal with the wild cow, the eyes of the girl named Xiaoying lit up.

"Daddy, I want to go too!"

After saying that, she glanced at Zong Xian who was standing on the other side.

Seeing that he was dressed plainly and his expression was calm, although his temperament was calm, he was not as elegant and chic as the boy in the city, and he lost interest.

At this age, most of the girls in their dreams are handsome sons with a rich background, and few are interested in martial artists like Zong Xian.

"Yes, but you must always stay with Daddy, and you must not run around!"

Zong Xian clasped his hands and silently waited for the Xu family's father and daughter to finish talking.

About the time to prepare a cup of tea, Xu Yuanwai took his youngest daughter Xu Ying, Zong Xianhe and rode three variegated horses towards the south path of Fenglinzhuang.

There were seven or eight domestic servants walking with iron clips, net bags, hemp ropes, hardwood bows and arrows, steel forks and iron spikes!