In this world, businessmen are not safe. On the contrary, such people are often the easiest targets for robbery. The idiom "rob the rich and give to the poor", which seems to have a very positive meaning, is actually not fair at all. In the eyes of some classes, it is even the most unfair. Disgusting words.
Therefore, any wealthy family with some wealth in their family will try their best to train followers, and it is best to have warriors in their own family.
If this is not enough, you have to spend a lot of money to set up any dojo, smooth the relationship, and enjoy the shade under the big tree. Smart businessmen will observe the dojo disciples in advance, invest early if they are talented, and give more gifts to those who are powerful, in the hope that both parties can tie up in the future. Set together, let the disciples of the dojo, famous swordsmen, swordsmen, boxers, etc. become worshippers to protect the industry and eliminate disasters.
Mr. Niu originally wanted to send his son to the Yueming Dojo to learn some Yueming-style sword techniques. As a result, the situation has changed dramatically in recent months. The Yue Ming Dojo, which used to dominate the world, was suddenly overthrown by several outside sects. The situation in the city was turbulent, with undercurrents surging. Terrifying incidents of annihilation of families occurred from time to time, and few members of the dojo were seen. People went to investigate and find the murderer. Such chaos is really the darkest period in recent decades.
So he put off sending his children to learn martial arts and instead hired more guards.
But just yesterday, these masters who spent a lot of money to invite were easily defeated by a young man. In the end, he didn't even know how they would do it. So Mr. Niu realized one thing, that is, no matter how many guards he hired, he would still be defeated. In front of a truly strong person, there is no difference.
So in the fear and uneasiness, the thoughts that had been extinguished became alive again.
Although Young Master Mingxi is a bit brave, a bit domineering, a bit domineering, and a bit shameless, at least he is not that kind of weirdo with a withdrawn temperament. Let's give it a try, just in case he agrees.
I actually agreed.
"hehe"
Mr. Niu giggled, he made a profit.
Lin Bo looked at the elder with a strange look on his face, and secretly wondered if what the young master said was true? If this is the case, then Mr. Niu's preferences are really unique, and he is indeed an old-fashioned and warm-hearted person.
...
Time flew by and seventeen days passed.
Driven by Mr. Niu's money, a brand new house has basically taken shape, with an area twice as large as before. If it hadn't been for the recent rain, which delayed the construction period, the time could have been shortened. After all, the money was in place and the manpower was sufficient.
"Master, do you really want to use this name?"
Lin Bo looked at the words on the plaque with a complicated expression on his face.
"Yeah, what's the problem?"
Chen Qingyan crossed his arms and glanced at the plaque, which had the four characters "Shenwu Dojo" engraved on it.
"It's a big problem. This name may cause trouble."
"What's the trouble? Is there already a dojo with this name?"
Chen Qingyan asked in surprise. He asked Mr. Niu to check, and it seemed that there was no other dojo with this name. However, if there was a duplicate name, it would have to be replaced by the Desert Island Dojo.
Lin Bo shook his head repeatedly, "No, no one dares to choose this name. Shengwu Dojo, yours is a Shenwu Dojo, and it is intended to compete with Shengwu. Don't you think it will cause trouble?"
"Hey, it's not that complicated. My name has meaning. I won't change it! Why open a dojo if I'm afraid of trouble?"
Chen Qingyan waved his hand and decided to name it after Shenwu.
In the afternoon, the plaque was hung with red cloth and embedded in the stone pillars, and the dojo was completed.
Early the next morning, Chen Qingyan got up and took off the red cloth, and the Shenwu Dojo was officially opened.
There were no firecrackers, no guests, Chen Qingyan was not famous at all at the moment, friends were scarce, and his friend Yagyu's family had moved away, so even for such a big event as the opening of the dojo, no one came.
Among the first batch of guests in the dojo, apart from Lin Bo's family, only Mr. Niu brought some people over.
Chen Qingyan looked at the four children standing obediently in front of him with a confused look on his face.
His eyes swept over Mr. Niu's eldest daughter Niu Ying and his youngest son Niu Fugui, and landed on the two children next to him who looked thin in comparison.
"Lin Zixun, why are you joining in the fun? Didn't you say you hate martial arts training?"
Lin Zixun is Uncle Lin's grandson, the one who got sick last time.
"Grandpa asked me to come."
Lin Zixun pouted, obviously very reluctant.
Chen Qingyan ignored him and turned to look at the last ten-year-old girl, "Did your father force you to come here?"
The girl nodded repeatedly. Her father is the "chief engineer" of the dojo, the boss of the construction company.
Chen Qingyan wiped his face helplessly.
In the majestic Shenwu Dojo, he didn't expect that the first batch of disciples were actually a few children. This was something he didn't expect.
"Well, here you are, so you have to work hard. If anyone is lazy, I will spank them with a ruler."
Chen Qingyan said fiercely.
He has been a dean and knows that teaching children is very troublesome. If you want children to be obedient and establish dignity, it is one of the most direct and effective methods.
"Aunt Yang, take them to change into dojo clothes."
"Okay, sir."
A short, thin, middle-aged woman came over and took several children away.
Of course, Chen Qingyan and Lin Bo cannot be the only people in such a large dojo. Before the dojo was built, Chen Qingyan asked Lin Bo to select some loyal servants to do laundry, cooking, cleaning, janitors, etc., which added up to nearly ten people.
When the children came back, the four of them were already wearing well-fitting training clothes, with the word "Shenwu" embroidered on the back in large letters.
Chen Qingyan coughed a few times and said, "From now on, you will call me Daoshou."
"Tao Shou."
the children shouted in unison.
Chen Qingyan was very satisfied and did not want to waste time. After giving a few bamboo swords to several people, he started teaching directly.
"You are still young, so I will first teach you the basics of steel swordsmanship..."
Time passed little by little, and finally, the long morning passed.
Chen Qingyan was bored watching several children chasing and fighting in the dojo.
In the past, how could he have so much free time? He was either busy with various things or challenging himself in the practice room to accumulate proficiency.
But since he was forcibly pulled into the No. 0 buzzard area, unknown threats have always existed, and he can't enter the practice room at all.
Lin Bo walked in at this time.
Chen Qingyan lay facelessly on a wicker chair and asked, "Uncle Lin, don't you have a letter from Yagyu yet?"
"Master, no." Lin Bo replied.
"Where's Longyan's?"
"Master Longyan's letter is here and is being prepared for you."
After Lin Bo handed a letter to Chen Qingyan, he walked towards his good grandson.
Chen Qingyan opened the letter and read it. The content was very short. Everything was normal at Yagyu Sheng's side and nothing dangerous had happened. Long Yan said that if the situation does not change in a few days, he will show up to start his own battle to become famous, challenge various schools, large and small dojos, and prepare to enter the Shengwu Dojo.
Chen Qingyan understands this.
He established the Shenwu Dojo to prepare for this matter.
It's all a battle for fame, but Chen Qingyan plans to enter the Shengwu Dojo in the name of the dojo.
