Riding the sedan back to the mansion prepared by the government office, Lu Yuan walked around after entering and couldn't help but feel quite satisfied.
As the commander of the sixth rank, he is the head of the military attachés in the government. In terms of power and status, it can be said that he is second only to the prefect and the prefect's deputy, Tong San.
Being the third-in-command in a government, there is no need to talk about the conditions and treatment.
The work area used for handling government affairs, the living room and wing for receiving guests, the owner's private backyard, and the garden pond for leisure and relaxation. The house is several thousand square meters in size, and it is almost as big as the house he lives in Wugang County.
However, one is a prefectural city and the other is a county city, so naturally they cannot be compared.
The only thing that was a little lacking was that there was no one to wait on the house. Although the government sent people to clean it, the desertedness of such a big house made Lu Yuan, who was used to being waited on, feel a little uncomfortable.
"Tomorrow I will transfer my personal soldiers over, and then send people to hire some maids and servants in the city to make them popular first. Otherwise, what will it be like if you have a dignified commander and no one to serve you?"
After returning to the bedroom, Lu Yuan thought so in his mind, then he put aside his distracting thoughts and started practicing.
The only martial arts he practices now is the Qi-Building Heart Sutra. Therefore, the time that can be allocated to this exercise every day has also greatly increased.
Lu Yuan basically spends two hours each in the morning, afternoon, and evening practicing this skill. The rest of the free time is used to read Taoist scriptures and miscellaneous books to enrich one's cultural knowledge.
Practicing for six hours a day, plus taking a spirit-boosting pill from time to time, also made his skills grow rapidly.
Originally, the eight extraordinary meridians were more difficult to practice than the twelve regular meridians. To open one extraordinary meridians, the time required was almost two to three times that of the regular meridians.
But now, with the three times the training time of Lu Yuan as an ordinary person, the inner strength tempering of the Xian Bao Yu Pian, and the assistance of the spirit-boosting pill, the breakthrough speed has been accelerated to the level of a miracle in half a year.
This is because the supply of spirit-boosting pills cannot keep up, and the disciples' efficiency in buying medicine is too low.
Otherwise, if he had enough spirit-boosting pills, he could even practice at the speed of one miraculous sutra in three months.
But even if it was just a strange scripture in half a year, Lu Yuan was already very satisfied.
Now that he has reached the last level of the Qi-Building Heart Meridian, there are only two meridians left that have not been opened. Even if one is left in half a year, by the end of this year, he will be able to complete the practice of this first-rate heart method.
"But when the time comes, without more advanced techniques, my practice will come to a standstill."
After finishing tonight's two-hour practice, Lu Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly when he thought about the imminent problem with the technique.
After reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, it's not that you can't continue practicing.
But if we continue to practice, we have to face two problems.
It means that you continue to explore other meridians that have not been cultivated, such as the remaining four strange meridians in the Heart Sutra of Buqi that have not been recorded.
However, Lu Yuan did not have a stable and feasible route to practice these strange scriptures. Practicing hastily would cause damage to the body and lead to obsession as mentioned before.
Without exploring other meridians and only practicing in the existing meridians, it can only increase the internal strength but cannot improve the realm.
But the problem is that there is a limit to the internal force that each meridian can withstand.
When the real internal force reaches the capacity limit of the meridians, it will naturally start to squeeze the body, eventually bursting the meridians, and the body will explode and die.
"According to the current growth rate of my internal energy, after I finish practicing the meridians on the eighth level, it will not take half a year to accumulate my internal energy to the limit. By then, there will be no way to repair and no progress."
Lu Yuan calculated the time. With his current cultivation speed, he would reach the limit of improvement of his current skills by the end of June next year.
After reaching the limit.
He would either stop practicing or find the next more advanced technique.
"So it's difficult."
Lu Yuan was a little troubled: "Those of my disciples are only third-rate, and I don't even have any disciples. It is simply unrealistic to take them to fight against the Iron Sword Sect.
No, it seems that even if I fight the Iron Sword Gate, it won't be of much help in solving my current predicament. "
At this moment, he suddenly realized that what troubled him was that he did not have a deeper mental method.
Under this premise, even if the iron sword technique is regained, it will only increase the combat effectiveness of the moves.
It still doesn't help much to solve the problem of internal force growth.
"Do you really want me to start studying creative techniques?"
Now, Lu Yuan had to face up to this plan, which he had given up for a time, thinking that it was still far away from him.
I frowned and thought about it, but I still felt like I had so many clues and no good direction.
In the end, he could only shake his head and let the matter go.
"Forget it, anyway, there is still a year and a half before that step. Let's wait until that day comes."
He closed his eyes and went to bed.
Regardless of whether you are creating a technique or robbing someone, you must have enough strength.
Now that I have not reached the peak, there is no point in thinking more, it is better to sleep.
…
After sleeping all night, Lu Yuan got up early the next morning and went out to the military camp in the city.
The military camp of Shaoyang Mansion is ready-made. After all, the former soldiers were also stationed in the city.
Lu Yuan went in and found that the military camp was quite big.
School grounds, barracks, canteens, meeting halls, arsenals and other institutions are all available.
Although the environment is not as good as the luxurious military camps in Wugang County, it is not bad. The soldiers have come through hard times and are not dissatisfied with it.
After conducting a review at the school grounds to check the morale and morale of the troops, and after confirming that nothing had changed, Lu Yuan left with peace of mind.
Before leaving, he ordered twenty personal soldiers and took them back to his mansion.
For more than a year, although Lu Yuan spent most of his time doing nothing, he still paid attention to the training of the army.
When he recruited registered disciples in the army, he eliminated most of the unqualified ones. But not all of these eliminated people have given up.
Lu Yuan selected some of the outstanding ones and formed a personal army of about fifty people.
This guard team is all between the ages of 16 and 20. They are highly malleable and are good at marksmanship. They are very good prospects.
He also passed down his martial arts skills to the soldiers who were responsible for protecting him. But it's not Liuyun Palm, but some third-rate martial arts that were seized in Wugang County.
But even if they are third-rate, it is already a rare opportunity for these hunters-born soldiers.
Therefore, everyone practices very seriously and diligently.
In addition, Lu Yuan was also willing to spend money for them, spending one hundred taels of silver every month to buy medicinal materials to help the soldiers practice and strengthen their bodies.
Now, after more than a year, each of these fifty soldiers has developed internal strength. Although he has only developed his inner strength, he has not even opened a single meridian, so he is considered a non-entering flow.
But no matter how unconventional you are, if you have internal strength, it is better than not having any internal strength.
With fifty soldiers who are good at marksmanship and have internal strength, even a second-rate master who is surrounded by them will only be killed by hateful arrows.
And if these soldiers all grow into third-rate warriors, then if fifty people form an arrow array, even if they encounter a single-person army of first-rate masters, although they still cannot win, they can still contain one or two.
But if you want to wait for them to become third-rate warriors, it will take at least seven years, which is still too long.
Nowadays, these soldiers are still of no great use.
This group of soldiers is actually another trump card prepared by Lu Yuan.
Whether it is used to protect oneself, or taken with them to steal and kill people, it is a powerful auxiliary.
"There are still too few soldiers. Now that I am the commander, I can manage an army of thousands of people. After a few days, I will send people to recruit soldiers to fill the gap of 600 people.
At that time, fifty more people will be selected from the newcomers to form a hundred-man army.
When the martial arts is passed down and cultivated for a year or two, even if each soldier is weak, a hundred people in formation can still play some role. "
On the way back, Lu Yuan was preparing a plan.
Recruiting troops is definitely necessary. After all, there is a establishment, which naturally has to be filled.
But now in Fucheng, although he is the leader of the military attachés, he can only rank third in the city.
Now the person who calls the shots in the city is Governor Cui.
Lu Yuan wanted to recruit 600 people, which would be equivalent to an extra 20,000 taels of silver a year.
This is no small sum of money.
Therefore, when to recruit, how many to recruit, and whether to recruit or not, these must be discussed with the prefect.
It is impossible to be like in Wugang County, where Sun Siwen agrees to whatever he says.
Unless you pay for the recruitment of troops yourself, then of course no one will say anything.
But now Lu Yuan spends a huge amount of money every month just to buy medicine and refine elixirs. It's like a bottomless pit that never seems to be filled.
For this reason, he did not hesitate to misappropriate the five thousand taels of silver that Sun Siwen used to reward the army. How could he use the silver to raise troops for the imperial court now?
"Oh, officialdom is troublesome."
Lu Yuan had a headache when he thought of those people and sophistication, and simply didn't think about it anymore.
Anyway, the soldiers belong to the imperial court, and whether they are full or not has nothing to do with him.
Whether we want to recruit troops or not, let's wait until the prefect comes to urge us.
The days of fishing and going to work are actually pretty good.
…
Lu Yuan was working hard while Sun Siwen was not so relaxed.
As the deputy of the prefect, he needs to help the prefect every day and handle various affairs in the prefecture.
And Magistrate Cui is someone who wants to do things, is able to do things, and knows how to do things.
Now we are busy reforming again.
All kinds of affairs in the mansion are piled up, and the official documents are as high as a hill.
Sometimes after a batch has been processed, more batches are brought in, as if there is no end to the busy schedule.
After only a few days of doing this, Sun Sima, who was still full of energy, turned yellow and looked tired.
He looked like he hadn't had a good rest and was overworked.
However, although he was so tired that he looked different, Sun Siwen's ability to do things was still very high.
With his assistance, Magistrate Cui's speed in processing official documents was obviously much higher than before.
Moreover, Sun Siwen could also give a lot of useful suggestions when dealing with some difficult problems, which made the prefect very happy and said that he had a good helper.
Even in the back house of the prefect, there was a good impression of the new Sun Sima.
Because since Sun Siwen came, Magistrate Cui's time for processing official documents has been reduced, and he can go to get off work normally every day.
I won’t work overtime and stay up late like in the past, and my tired hair will have many more gray hairs.
That Wenxiu girl, when she came to deliver supplements to her father several times, would bring a copy to Sun Siwen. After seeing him, she even laughed and said that he was a good official and a great talent. Her father was grateful to him. Help take care of Yunyun.
And every time at this time, Magistrate Cui would look at him with a smile, and then show his aunt's smile.
Sun Siwen was actually quite happy.
Although he is indeed a bit tired from work, Magistrate Cui can be said to be the master of Confucianism in the world, and he also has rich experience in the officialdom. There is a lot to be learned by working and studying next to such an adult.
In particular, Magistrate Cui admired him very much and often gave him some guidance in work and knowledge, which greatly benefited him.
Moreover, Miss Wenxiu, the daughter of the prefect, is also a gentle and virtuous woman.
From time to time, he would come to visit and express condolences. Every time he heard Miss Wenxiu's oriole-like voice, Sun Siwen, who was tired from long work, felt like sweet rain pouring over his soul, and all fatigue was swept away in an instant.
After spending so long together, he even had the delusion that he wanted to stay with Miss Wenxiu forever.
But our Sun Sima is a man who abides by etiquette, so whenever this idea comes up, he shouts in his heart not to think about it if it is inappropriate, and he does not dare to think about it any more.
And being so ordinary also made him often act a little reserved in front of Wenxiu girl, and he was often teased for being a nerd.
In response to this, Sun Siwen could only turn red, hesitating and speechless.
What can you say to him?
Should I say I like you and want to be with you?
Such bold words are still a bit shocking even in today's open-minded Dai Viet.
Sun Siwen, who was deeply influenced by ethics and ethics, would never say anything and would not dare to say anything.
But the more you endure things like emotions, the more you suppress them, the more crazy they become.
When Lu Yuan met with his friends several times, he noticed something was wrong with Sun Siwen's state. But when you ask him what's wrong, this guy is like a boring gourd, with a red face and doesn't say anything.
After reading it carefully several times, Lu Yuan thought of something, smiled mysteriously, and stopped asking any more questions.
This state lasted for two months. On August 15th, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Sun Siwen suddenly found him.
…
In the backyard garden.
Lu Yuan stood facing the moon, staring at the bright and round moon in the sky that was the same as in the other world. He recalled his past before the time travel and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.
At this moment, he noticed movement behind him and felt the familiar footsteps. He immediately turned his head and asked with a smile: "Brother Sun, did you come to spend this holiday with me because he saw that I was lonely?"
Behind him, Sun Siwen walked over at a slightly faster pace, with a somewhat excited expression on his face.
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, let me tell you..."
He was slightly out of breath, his face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were full of hope and joy. It was obvious that something great had happened.
"Oh, let me guess."
After Lu Yuan stopped and recovered, Sun Siwen wanted to continue speaking. He smiled and said, "Did Miss Cui fall in love with you? I'm going to marry you, a piece of wood."
"You...how do you know?" Sun Siwen was stunned and looked a little shocked: "I probably never told you."
Seeing that he was still shocked, Lu Yuan suddenly sneered: "Senior brother, have you forgotten? I told you what I told you when we came out of the prefect's back house the night we first came to Fucheng."
"What did you say after you came out?" Sun Siwen thought about it for a moment: "Love luck, yes, love luck. What happened a few months later, Brother Lu, how did you know?"
Having said this, he paused and finally reacted: "So, in fact, a few months ago, the prefect had intended to accept me as his son-in-law?"
"Otherwise?" Lu Yuan gave him a funny look: "You are such an idiot. I really don't know what Mr. Cui likes about you. The same goes for Miss Wenxiu. How can such a heavenly being marry a fool like you?" donkey."
Our Mr. Lu is still a little depressed about his original defeat.
"Hey Hey……"
As for his friend's sarcastic remarks, Sun Siwen just became stupid and did not object, looking happy and happy.
Seeing this, Lu Yuan couldn't help but become even more angry.
After laughing and having fun, Sun Siwen also told Lu Yuan about today's experience.
It turned out that when he and Cui Changqing finished their official duties today and were about to get off work as usual, they were stopped by their immediate boss, and then they went to the back house for dinner together.
This kind of thing has happened many times in the past few months, and Sun Siwen is used to it.
But today was a bit special, because Miss Wenxiu didn't come, which made him a little disappointed.
I originally wanted to see Miss Wenxiu again, but it didn't work out.
But these disappointments did not last long before a huge surprise came.
"Master Cui, first asked me about my marriage, and then suddenly said that Wenxiu was not allowed to marry anyone now, and asked me if I was interested in her..."
Speaking of this, Sun Siwen seemed to think of some memories that made him embarrassed. His face turned slightly red and he ignored it. Then he continued excitedly: "Of course I have no objection. It is my honor to marry Miss Wenxiu.
Then Master Cui laughed on the spot, and Mrs. Cui was also very happy.
Then we drank some wine, and then Mr. Cui and the others proposed to set a wedding date so that Miss Wenxiu and I could get married as soon as possible. "
Speaking of this, Sun Siwen looked at Lu Yuan: "Brother Lu, I don't have any relatives or elders. I only have you as my best friend in this life, so I came to you this time to ask you to propose marriage on my behalf.
Then I made a birthday and marriage contract with Cui Mansion, and became my matchmaker.
I wonder if Brother Lu is willing? "
Be a matchmaker?
When Lu Yuan heard this request, he was slightly startled, but looking at his expectant eyes, he immediately smiled and said: "Why do you want to do this? You are my good friend. Now, if I can help with big things in life, I will naturally help. .
What is the date of the marriage proposal?
Miss Wenxiu is a good girl, and she is also a daughter of a wealthy family. We have to make careful preparations when we come to propose marriage, so as not to make others feel that we are neglecting her.
The same is true for weddings. Since they are going to be held, they must be held with splendor. My good friend Lu Yuan, how could the wedding be so shabby! I want everyone in the entire city to bless and enjoy themselves together. "
The five thousand taels of silver reward given by Sun Siwen last time was still useless to him. Lu Yuan planned to add another five thousand taels to make up for the ten thousand taels of silver to hold a wedding.
Such a large amount of money is enough to make the whole city lively in this remote city.
"Thank you, Brother Lu."
Sun Siwen was moved when she saw Lu Yuan's concern, and then discussed the marriage proposal and wedding with her friends.
Lu Yuan felt extremely emotional when he saw his friend's active appearance.
The two have known each other for more than ten years, and now they are finally getting married.
On the contrary, it was him.
Enjoying the blessing of immortality, you also miss out on the beauty of many ordinary people.
We know each other, meet each other, fall in love with each other, support each other, and grow old together.
"It's so enviable."
Lu Yuan's eyes were a little shaken for a moment, but he was firm in the end.
After all, the love between men and women is not as beautiful as the eternal life.
He is a staunch believer.
