The whole courtyard is filled with the smell of liquor.

Everyone has been tense for so long, and it is finally over, and naturally it is completely relaxed.

Mu Qingyun wrote for a long time, stretched out his foot and dragged the chair over, and said with a smile: "Huang Lao, sit down." ”

She looked around and smiled, "These guys are measured. ”

Tang Jingping also sat closer, sorted out those drafts for Mu Qingyun, and then put the pages in categories, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's just right, I can save a few sparring partners." ”

Situ Qingshuang and Yun Duoer's martial arts are both domineering and strong, that is to say, they spend a lot of sparring.

These guys came to Yaowu City, of course, it was impossible for them to bring their own sparring partners.

If you really want to bring it, wouldn't it be a mockery of them Yaowu City?

The world knows that the city is best known for its martial arts fights.

Take a walk around the streets, and if you want to fight, you can fight from the beginning of the sun to the sunset.

Many masters come to Yaowu City just to fight, what is it to bring a sparring partner?

Situ Qingshuang and Yun Duo'er are both distinguished guests, and when they come to Yaowu City, Tang Jingping naturally needs to satisfy the other party everywhere, and in terms of sparring, he has to send out the most suitable disciples.

These two days are okay, a few days ago, these two people could consume four or five a day.

Ay!

Huang Siping's eyes chased after the masters flying all over the sky, and there seemed to be some confusion and panic on his face.

Mu Qingyun smiled, and suddenly raised her hand, and a plate of cut fruit fell into her hand, and she brought it directly to Huang Siping and said with a smile: "Hurry up and taste it." ”

Don't look at everyone as if they are fighting without scruples, in fact, everyone knows it.

When it was like this, the peels and bones flew on the ground, and the serious and important things were not broken at all.

However, Situ, a master like Yun Duoer, if he can't even control the target of his own shot, then he will underestimate the heroes of the world.

Huang Siping laughed all of a sudden, the folds on his face stretched, he sat down busily, restrained the worries on his face, and really ate the fruit happily, and did not forget to add drinks to Mu Qingyun from time to time.

Tang Jingping calmly blocked the sound of ping-pong: "When Old Man Fang of Baiyunmen and Lord Zhuo came to me, they all said that the original intention of the establishment of Yaowu City was very good, but later year after year, he was too conservative when he was conservative, and too indulgent when he was indulgent. ”

"I think it's very good that my junior sister wants all the young people in my Ming Kingdom who want to practice martial arts to get the opportunity to practice martial arts."

Huang Siping's fingers trembled slightly, and when he touched the teacup, he seemed to be a little excited, and sighed: "It's not just excellent, Yue Nuxia is really a saint." ”

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Don't, don't put a high hat on me, I'm just chasing ducks to the shelves, my brain suddenly heats up, if you want to do this thing well, you still have to grind." ”

And how to arrange more and more martial artists is also a very necessary knowledge.

But it doesn't matter for now, now there are never enough masters, and the army needs manpower, don't look at the peace around, but there are many forbidden areas in the Ming Kingdom that have not yet been explored, and every time you go to the forbidden area to open up the wasteland, it is still too many masters to bring with you.

But if there are many masters, the situation will change, and the order will be easy to mess up.

There are also channels for the ascent of martial artists, which are not very clear at present, especially for civilian martial artists, what supports them to practice martial arts is not only that they have cheats, but also that they are rich and legal, and they cannot do without one.

The warriors of the famous family have nothing to say, the family property is rich enough, and they also have their own business, they are happy to practice martial arts, and they are provided for them at home.

Although a disciple like Mu Qingyun, who was born in the Cloud City Martial Arts Hall, also competed for glory and took on tasks, even if he didn't have these, the imperial court still paid for them every year.

Ordinary civilian martial artists, before they start to practice martial arts and become masters, how can they support themselves?

Worship the Great Sect?

To be a bodyguard, to take care of the home?

Martial arts examination into the official career?

These will happen, but what will happen in that long journey before it grows up? Will it not be able to grow because there are no resources, or do something that should not be done for the sake of resources?

And this body is full of murderous intentions with sharp weapons, and there are many warriors, and the destruction of order is also obvious.

Just look at how much effort the imperial court spends to rectify the martial arts, you can understand this, that is the consensus of the moment.

Mu Qingyun casually removed a page from his notebook, drew a Yaowu City library in three or two strokes, and drew a 'university', and drew a bunch of buildings in a row.

The library 'cheats' are free to read, and those who don't understand can go to the university to listen to open classes, and the best ones will receive scholarships, and how to take on tasks when the grade is reached.

Imagine it, no matter how whimsical it is.

Tang Jingping laughed: "If it can really be done, my Yaowu City will be the holy land of the new generation of martial arts." ”

The two of you are talking lively.

Huang Siping smiled, stood up and took a bunch of small cooks around him, busy filling up the food, saving everyone from having fun.

Playing until the moon rose, Yun Duo'er was so drunk that her eyes were foggy, and finally she couldn't hold the gun steadily, so Mu Qingyun called Huang Siping and a few staff members to stuff everyone back into their respective rooms.

Urging Yun Duo'er to wash up briefly, blow out the candles, close the doors and windows, and then Mu Qingyun returned to the room.

At this time, the night was dark, but she couldn't sleep for a while, so she simply grabbed two pillows with her hair loose and sat down, and turned out a stack of bound newspapers to read.

Every day she kept an ironed, bound newspaper in her room, and recently put the legends she was interested in in the most prominent place.

No wonder Tang Jingping said that they couldn't leave Huang Siping, she felt that she had been comfortable recently, and she wanted to prepare a big butler for her martial arts hall that could cover it.

Mu Qingyun picked up the newspaper and just happened to continue reading "Demon Fox" she read last time.

It's a ghost and god story that talks about strange things, writes people with ghosts, multi-line narratives, and is rare to write more without chaos, better than most of the talented and beautiful people now, and the stories of gods and monsters are better written.

Mu Qingyun does not fall in every issue, and he likes it very much.

With the help of the light, although the illustrations on the newspaper are in black and white, the depictions are delicate, and Mu Qingyun can't help but be intoxicated.

In the book, the demon fox took advantage of the night and quietly walked out of the little scholar's window, if he couldn't take back the little scholar's heart that he borrowed from his daughter, then his child would definitely not be able to survive the disaster.

As a father, how can the demon fox be willing to watch his daughter enter the fire pit.

The story gets more and more tense.

It's as if the real night has become tense.

The wind blew in through the half-open window, the candle shadow flickered, Mu Qingyun's eyebrows did not move, he smiled, and said softly: "Huang Lao still doesn't rest?" I should have a demon fox to climb the window. ”

Huang Siping sighed and said with a smile: "Where can I sleep, there are a lot of things outside, but you are the daughter-in-law, hurry up and rest, Ming'er still has to rush to Leizhou Mansion?" ”

"The old man is here to congratulate Yue Nuxia on winning the championship again."

As he spoke, Huang Siping lightly went to clean up his things again.

Mu Qingyun chuckled, blew out the candle, and quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but it seemed that I woke up twice from a dream.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the room.

There was no sound.

The black shadow quietly reached out and touched the candlestick placed on Zhuo's head, and with a bang, the whole table burned in an instant.