"When will the sect master come home, and when will senior sister come home?"
Chen Yi hugged the pillar at the door and pressed her whole body against it. In her ears, she heard a senior sister shouting at the group of junior brothers and sisters. The sound was even more deafening than thunder.
"Senior sister won't come back before the Chinese New Year, right? Then should we continue the exchanges between major local martial arts schools? Who will complete the tasks assigned by the county government?"
Chen Yi rubbed her back hard, but still felt itchy.
"Should I go? Or Qingqing, you go?"
She got a headache just thinking about it.
"The most important thing is that there have been several good ideas recently in various counties. Should we accept them? Who will be responsible for the assessment after they are taken back? Who can make the decision and make the decision?"
Mu Qingyun: "..."
In this regard, she was more or less powerless.
She can take care of all the internal affairs of Yuncheng Martial Arts School, handle the accounts, and take care of everyone's food, clothing, housing and transportation.
But how long has she been in this world?
Not to mention her, Chen Yi didn't dare to take over the numerous tasks assigned by the county government.
As for recruiting new people, there is nothing we can do.
Mu Qingyun can tell whether a person's qualifications are good or not, but all the disciples are Zhuo Yanfei's disciples. Can she, a new disciple, make the decision for her master?
But if they don't accept people and there are not enough places to train martial artists, the court will have a bottleneck in the allocation of resources.
The imperial court has its own way of classifying and grading martial arts schools in various places. The most important one is the number of new disciples trained.
This is more important than how many games you play or how many games you win.
Even if you have disciples who can break out of the Samsara Tournament and enter the Grand Competition, but if you haven't even trained a new disciple in three to five years, then your martial arts school is still unqualified and will still be criticized by the imperial court.
"Just take it one step at a time."
No matter how difficult the errand assigned by the yamen is, it is still a task and can be completed.
As for recruiting new people——
Mu Qingyun laughed, thought for a while, and his beautiful big eyes flashed a few times, "If you really have no choice but to accept a disciple on behalf of your master, you will accept a disciple on behalf of your master."
When the door owner comes back, even if he is not satisfied, he can only hold his nose and admit it.
Yuncheng Martial Arts School is not in the mood to kick out disciples who have made no mistakes.
In fact, in her opinion, if the atmosphere of her martial arts school and the happiness of the disciples can be shown, it will definitely be satisfactory.
After all, the head of their family is well-known for his protective temper.
Chen Yi's temper came and went as quickly as it came. She hugged the pillar and wailed for a while, then went to the martial arts arena to enjoy herself for a while. The juniors' eyes were bright and full of admiration, and she suddenly regained her energy.
"Huh, these little guys don't practice as hard as we did back then."
"What can we do if we don't work hard? In today's world, we don't work hard enough. When we should go to the battlefield, we can't defeat monsters. When we should go to disaster relief, we can't fight against natural disasters. What use are we warriors?"
In short, her mouth was full of disgust, but her face was filled with pleasure.
Mu Qingyun laughed.
She always felt that Chen Yi particularly liked being a senior sister. She felt very happy when she saw her favorite junior brothers and sisters in the martial arts school, like dragons guarding the treasures in the cave. She would rub them and take a look at them every day.
With the arrival of winter, the birds have lost their sound, and Yuncheng seems to have become completely quiet.
Suddenly it started to snow in Yuncheng.
The snow fell suddenly, as if the summer heat had just subsided in the city a few days ago, and it was still attacked by autumn tigers from time to time. But overnight, the earth was completely white, and the temperature suddenly dropped by twenty degrees.
Early that morning, Mu Qingyun took out the clothes he had finished taking the exam from the fireplace and dressed them neatly, when he heard Yue Ling and Guo Ying talking outside.
"If you ask me, Mr. Wen is better. I'm not saying that Young Master Li seems to be insincere. It's just his appearance that really makes him look down on people."
There was a bit of arrogance in Guo Ying's tone. '
Yue Ling rolled her eyes several times.
"Mr. Wen, Mr. Leng, you have just escaped from the tiger's jaws, who wants to crawl into the wolf's den?"
Yue Ling pinched Guo Ying angrily, "And you, I advise you to think carefully and don't get too hot-headed and jump into the fire pit yourself."
"Even if you want to find another man to live with, you have to keep your eyes open and choose carefully. By your standards, it's too unreliable."
Guo Ying couldn't laugh or cry: "Sister Yue Ling, you are so boring."
Mu Qingyun paused, silently turned out a book to read, and waited for the two of them to finish their hot topic before going out.
Although Mu Qingyun is busy in the martial arts gym and reincarnation competition these days, he is still very concerned about the living conditions of Yue Ling and Guo Ying.
Mu Qingyun originally thought that after Guo Ying's experience, she would shy away from men and only want to live alone for the rest of her life.
Unexpectedly, at least half of her guesses were wrong. No one knew whether Guo Ying wanted to get married again. Anyway, this did not delay her at all from finding a male partner.
Since he has established a firm foothold in the city, he has made sure that his backing is strong enough.
Well, I'm talking about the big backer of 'Mu Qingyun'.
Guo Ying herself had successfully entered the upper-middle class circle in Yuncheng.
She used the money to buy a small theater, and invested in two more. It was also very fashionable, and she was preparing to enter the category of records and movies that are completely unpopular in China today.
Guo Ying is very good at business and can make money in almost anything. Some people have called her the Goddess of Wealth recently.
Relying on these resources, she showed her preference for young, handsome and distinctive men without hesitation. She had to have a male companion by her side for two out of five days, and there was no duplicate.
According to Guo Ying, she has been very greedy recently, and she is not tired of it even two days out of five.
When this greed subsided, she had no intention of going on dates with her male companion so frequently.
There are many fun games in the world. Although men are good, they cannot replace her other entertainment activities.
She also has to sing opera, listen to music, dance, play horse hanging, go shopping with her sister, and ride horses and shoot archery.
Everything takes time.
"I don't care about anything else. I just want them to be sweet-mouthed and good-looking. The one accompanying me today seems to be named Liu. Look at his strong arms. He can lift me up with one hand."
Yue Ling: "My surname is You. The one surnamed Liu, you said he looks good from behind, but when you look at him from the front, his eyes are too big and scary."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Ahem.
Mu Qingyun was relieved.
From the looks of it, Guo Ying seemed to understand everything.
At this time, Guo Ying just pretended not to hear Yue Ling's words and said to herself, "Don't worry, I am very picky about male partners. They must have good looks and abilities, and they must not have a wife."
"And I didn't really think about it. I just had an eye addiction. Unless I'm sure the other person is clean, I don't dare to touch it casually."
Mu Qingyun covered her lips to block the outburst of laughter.
Guo Ying is really a wonderful person.
"By the way, Qingqing is sixteen, right. Does my sister have any ideas about her marriage?"
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Upon hearing this, Yue Ling also became energetic: "Recently, there have been a few people asking for marriage, but most of them are merchants in the city and scholars."
"Qingqing is a martial arts practitioner, but he also wants to find a like-minded person?" (Zhizhiwu Chinese has no pop-ups, and is updated in a timely manner)
