"Brothers, I see that everyone is about the same, let's go to the next one, and then go directly to Qianchun Building~"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, Zhang Jingchang and the others blinked their eyes, and they didn't react for a while.

They are all seventeen or eighteen-year-old young people, and they used to be strictly controlled at home, so they can only let go out to play in the past two years.

To say that it is pure to say that the boy chicken, he usually goes to the owner of the Goolan Washe, but rarely goes to the next game after drinking, and generally goes home directly, or he goes to Goolan to play.

But Qinglou is such a high-consumption place, they rarely go, today this Yuan Erlang sun hit the west and came out?

But they are all big men with strong blood, who can refuse this kind of thing, as the so-called warmth and obscenity, you can't eat when you are full of food and drink.

They all coaxed: "Okay, let's go, let's go to Qianchun Building to play~"

A few people got up and walked downstairs as they spoke, and they didn't ride a horse after drinking, although the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division of this dynasty did not check drunk driving, but they still had to pay attention to safety, and there were several cases of drunkenness in Bianjing City every night.

So Yuan Wenshao specially asked his entourage to find a carriage and carried a few people towards Qianchun Tower.

Among the entertainment venues of this dynasty, there are also levels, otherwise Zhang Jingchang and others would not be so surprised just now, because not everywhere can be called "Qinglou".

This dynasty set up a teaching department, in which the staff is also prostitutes, and the people who become prostitutes are often the children of some court felons, and the management is also quite strict, and they have to receive singing and dancing, musical instruments, playing and singing, and so on since childhood.

This time when he entered the Qianchun Building, it was the same as Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, and the senses were different at that time, but Yuan Wenshao was not doing much, and the eyes of several fox friends and dog friends next to him were bright.

"A few sons, please inside~"

"Okay, good, safe and rewarded!"

Later, in the private room upstairs, Yuan Wenshao hugged left and right happily, and the dance of the young lady wearing tulle in the middle also had a special taste......

The amount of alcohol itself is good, so when it comes out again, it is already completely sober, and watching his friends be taken away by their respective entourage, he also turned over and got on the horse.

Subconsciously asked: "Ping'an, how much did it cost this time?" ”

"Returning to Gongzi, we spent a total of 63 taels of silver this time~"

"Oops, I'll go~"

Hearing the entourage's answer, Yuan Wenshao, who was riding on the horse, had a painful face, and he couldn't wait to give himself a mouthful, how good it would be to go home just after eating.

It's really cool to enjoy singing and dancing, but you can't afford to spend so much money, no matter what era this special industry is, it seems that it is so expensive, well, this place will have to come less in the future.

The exchange rate of this dynasty is one tael of silver, which is probably the same money, that is, about 1000 Wen, this number is not very specific, sometimes it may be more and sometimes it may be less, it still depends on whether the years are peaceful.

……

More than ten days have passed like this, and he was injured by the money spent last time, Yuan Wenshao was at home during this time, except for asking his parents to say goodbye, that is, practicing martial arts in his own courtyard.

"Whew~" exhaled and threw the knife in his hand to his entourage Rong Bao, took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

In front of him stood an old man with a straight waist, although he was nearly fifty years old, full of white hair and wrinkled ravines, but he looked very energetic, not very tall but very burly and strong.

This is the master that Yuan Wenshao specially found from Zhuangzi, he was once the family member of the Earl's Palace, and followed the previous earl, that is, his grandfather, and the personal soldier who had been on the battlefield in the northwest decades ago.

Not to mention that he deserves to be in the Earl's Mansion of Zhongqin, this kind of battle-hardened veteran, when he didn't arrange for anyone to find it, he actually farmed in Zhuangzi, which is a bit too tyrannical.

Getting back to the point, Yuan Wenshao waited for himself to stop breathing shortly.

opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Yuan, am I considered a beginner?" ”

Yuan Bo stroked his beard when he heard this, and replied with a smile: "Childe, the so-called moon stick year knife is a lifetime gun!"

"Your talent is very good, you are worthy of being the descendant of the old uncle, now this is also considered a beginner, tomorrow you will swing the knife every day to increase by two hundred!"

Uncle Yuan was very happy in his heart for the children and grandchildren in the mansion to be motivated, he had been a messenger in the Earl's Mansion all his life, and even this surname was given by the old uncle when he was happy.

What I want to see the most is that one day the Yuan family will rise again, how can I become more and more disappointed, the contemporary earl and the prince are not that material, and they chose to Zhuangzi in frustration.

When this was originally found by Rong Bao, he was still a little reluctant, after all, he was used to resting at sunrise and sunset every day, but for the sake of the future of his descendants, he still agreed to return to the Earl's Court.

Originally, I was thinking about coping with it, thinking that it was just a whim, but I didn't expect that these two sons would really stick to it.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Uncle Zhang's eyes couldn't help but be a little trance-like, as if he saw the general who once fought in the northwest.

muttered to himself, "Uncle! ”

"Uncle Yuan, what did you say?" Yuan Wenshao asked.

After Yuan Bo came back to his senses, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing! ”

"Oh~" Yuan Wenshao didn't think much about it, and glanced up at the sun.

"It's still early, let's practice for a while and then have lunch!"

"Good!" The smile on Uncle Yuan's face became even thicker.

In any case, hard-working children are always likable.

"Whew!"

"Hah!"

Yuan Wenshao has a clear eye to chop the knife, as the No. 1 follower Rong Bao, he also has to practice beside him.

In the end, Zhang Bo is only a veteran in the army, not a peerless master on the rivers and lakes, and there is no ancestral cheats, so according to his experience, diligence can make up for it, and if you practice a movement thousands of times, you will also form muscle memory.

This is also what the old uncle said back then, no matter what fancy actions are in vain, what is particular is to kill with one hit, as long as you are stronger than others, then the chance of survival is greater.

"Childe, your posture is wrong, your legs should be steady when you slash down, and your wrists should be like this!"

As he spoke, Uncle Zhang directly drew his saber, his eyes instantly became sharp, and he personally demonstrated the sword......

Practicing martial arts is extremely energy-consuming, and when eating at noon, big fish and meat are indispensable at the dinner table, and Yuan Wenshao, who was sitting on the chair, had swollen wrists at this time and couldn't lift them.

Whoever makes this dog compare the system, then it's like nothing, people are reborn either as martial arts masters, or as masters in the family, and they can only practice a little by themselves.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, gritted my teeth and insisted on not feeding it from the maid, and I took the vegetables and sent them to my mouth little by little.

"Tear~" grinned with every action.

Because I have been holding a knife every day for more than ten days, I have always repeated the action of chopping, and my hands have been sharpened and soaked many times, but they have not yet formed calluses, so it will hurt badly.

Yuan Wenshao knew that this was inevitable, as a member of the sons of the nobles, although he didn't think about making contributions on the battlefield, in case one day the emperor Lao Tzu smoked an evil wind and was sent to the front line, he would not be numb.

Moreover, the errand of the Five Cities Terracotta Division is not so stable, and it is not only necessary to deal with the scoundrels on the interface, but those Jiangyang Avenue are also within the scope of the attack.

At this time, the little maid Chunhe, who was waiting on the side, was a little distressed when she saw this.

stepped forward and choked up: "Childe, I still want a slave to feed you~"

"No~" Yuan Wenshao still firmly refused, this meal is called a difficult one.

To be continued!

(End of chapter)