Liu Yuan was taken aback, and then three words appeared in his mind - Huifeng faction. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

On his face, he said quietly: "Internal Strength Method, what Internal Strength Method?"

Because although the current court prohibits martial arts, the people talk about it. But the imperial court does not have this prohibition, such as Ziwei Mountain, such as the Yuan Imperial Pavilion.

For another example, the army also has its own martial arts and simple mental methods, although single, the single ability is not strong, and it cannot become a master, but it is better to strengthen the body, and the power is also very considerable.

Therefore, when Liu Yuan asked this question, he wondered whether Wang Sheng had already planned to join the army or join the imperial court.

"Alas, it's the internal strength of the mind, don't care about anything, it's just an if, Brother Liu, do you practice?" When he asked this, Wang Sheng's eyes were full of desire.

Liu Yuan was secretly amused, obviously this kid already had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to be recognized by himself or others.

As for whether he practices or not, it is obviously impossible to practice, and he can't practice if he wants to.

But he couldn't answer like this, looking at Wang Sheng's eyes, Liu Yuan said as a matter of course: "Of course it's practice, it's good to learn martial arts, how good it is to become a capable person, and protect your family and defend the country in the future." ”

"That's what I thought, too. Wang Sheng nodded with a happy face.

"However," Liu Yuan said two words, and raised Wang Sheng's heart again, "You still have to be cautious about the choice of internal strength, what suits you is the best, with your qualifications and talents, if you are in the army, you should be able to be reused." ”

Conditions refer to Wang Sheng's family conditions, with his father's net worth, he can donate some rice, flour, money and grain to the imperial court, at least Wang Sheng can start directly from the flag official.

The military ranks of the Great Wei Dynasty are divided into generals, captains, colonels, banners, and soldiers, and further up, only in the time of huge wars, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses.

I heard that in recent months, the grassland royal court in the east has been restless again.

When it comes to the use of troops in the imperial court, it is easy for a person like Wang Dashan to fund a little military salary for the army and let his son blend into the army.

This is the condition in Liu Yuan's mouth, as for talent, it is one thing to be a flag officer, and it is another thing to be a good officer, and the army is the place where you pay the most attention to your fists.

One of the easiest ways is to be able to convince the public if you can fight, and at this time, Wang Sheng's talent comes into play, just a few times he just danced the hammer, it is really not something that ordinary people can do.

But then again, Wang Dashan is not necessarily willing to let his precious son join the army.

If you don't join the army, won't you join the Yuan Imperial Pavilion? This is not a good place to go, and as far as the current Yuan Imperial Pavilion is concerned, most of them will not absorb new people.

In the end, Liu Yuan thought of the palace again, and when he kept thinking of the big inner eunuch, he shook his head and quickly stopped, what kind of eunuch should a good man be.

"Well, I will definitely consider Brother Liu's suggestion. Wang Sheng nodded solemnly and said solemnly, I have to make Liu Yuan suspect that this kid is mysterious, could it be that he really picked up a book of internal strength?

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan had to remind him a little, coughed twice and said, "If it is those internal strength methods of unknown origin, you must not learn them." ”

"Naturally, I won't risk it. Saying that, Wang Sheng also gestured twice with his hand on his neck, and smiled easily and indifferently.

In the end, Liu Yuan was sent out of the house by Wang Sheng with doubts, and looked back at the gate again, and the two people in front of the door smiled at him.

This son of the Wang family should have something on his mind, and it is estimated that he is waiting for his father to come back, and he will tell him about it then.

I don't know if it will be a surprise or a shock to his father at that time.

I felt that it was funny, and when I walked back, I naturally smiled on my face.

"Yo, shopkeeper Liu, what's so coke, tell me about this old man. "I met an acquaintance, the strange old man who often came to the inn for dinner.

It was also later that the old man came more and more often, and after getting acquainted with each other, Liu Yuan learned that the old man's surname was Miao, and he was alone and lived on the same street as Liu Yuan.

"Haha, it's nothing, it's just that something suddenly came to mind, why do you have to go around now?" asked Liu Yuanshun.

"Yes, it's boring to stay at home, and it's good to come out and bask in the sun, but it's a pity that the sky is not beautiful today. Miao Lao raised his head as he spoke, pointing to the gloomy sky, there were already dark clouds at this time, and he couldn't tell when it would rain.

"Okay, you go around, I'll go back to the inn first. After that, the two parted ways.

After separating Liu Yuan, Miao Lao walked alone to the Chunfeng Pavilion on Zhengping Street, standing in front of the wooden railing, and looking at the direction of the house where Jin Datong died.

This month, Miao Lao came to this place for the third time, and the first two times unfortunately there were others on the pavilion, and now it may be because of the sky, and the whole pavilion is alone.

I still remember the last time, there were a lot of scribes and scholars gathered in the pavilion, chatting about what flowers and birds came and went, and he was so annoyed that he left in less than a cup of tea.

At this moment, he put his hands behind his back and looked forward, Miao Lao looked very carefully, and he didn't even let go of every detail of the house.

After such a long time, Jin Datong's body in the courtyard had already been buried and rested, but before the burial, that is, when Miao Lao first came to Qingchuan County, he had sneaked into Yizhuang to inspect Jin Datong's body.

Judging from the injuries caused by the fist, the strength of the person who killed Jin Datong was slightly inferior to Jin Datong, and what was particularly strange was the fatal wound in the back of the head.

The conclusions he came to were more detailed than those people, but even so, with his decades of knowledge, he couldn't find a secret weapon in his memory that could match it.

But since it is a secret weapon, there is nothing wrong with thinking of the Huifeng faction, especially when this place is King's Landing, so Miao Lao still lives in Qingchuan County and does not leave.

Of course, there are more or less reasons for the food of the world's first inn, thinking of those foods, Miao Lao showed a knowing smile on his face.

When I first asked to come here, I thought it would be interesting, and I didn't regret it at all.

The heaven-level envoy of the dignified Yuan Imperial Pavilion came to the land of a small county to be a secret agent, isn't this a joke, which is also the reason why Ying Quan couldn't cry or laugh at the beginning.

But this person is the old man Miao, and he has explained it all clearly, for so many years, the old man has been doing things that are funny, and the word funny is the driving force behind his work.

Suddenly, Miao Lao's ears moved, but unfortunately, he heard footsteps from downstairs, and someone came up again.

Yang Xianzhi held an oil-paper umbrella and a scribe's robe, standing quietly at the top of the stairs, looking at the back of Old Man Miao, and smiling slightly: "It's going to rain."