"So what if we don't worry? My daughter has grown up. She has done something in the past two years that can make us feel relieved."
"What did Second Lieutenant Zhao give you?"
When they opened the small bag, they were both surprised. There were five gold leaves inside, and they were all large portions.
"We may not have much wealth now."
"No, but where did he get so much money?"
"Hide it and go in and tell me. Although he didn't tell me, I might have a guess."
The two of them entered the deepest part of the bedroom and said in the smallest voice
"The old emperor may have foreseen the current situation, so he sent the loyal Meng Yi with a small team of people to secretly arrange for several of his young children to be there in the name of welcoming the bride."
Father Jiang pointed to the east.
"If I could have seen these things earlier, I would have persuaded him to stay. They must be in trouble. This Second Lieutenant Zhao may have gone back to bring in reinforcements."
"Ah, isn't Lin'er troublesome?"
"Weren't you very relieved just now?"
"Are you asking for a beating?"
"Don't worry, Lin'er won't be in trouble. Second Lieutenant Zhao can keep this money because he probably guessed that this trip may fail. This money may be his way out. We can help him buy a house. He will be back soon, how about I write a letter to persuade my father-in-law to live here?"
"Just write it. Of course it's a good thing that he can come, but it's unlikely that he will come."
Zhao Wuji and Jiang Lin left the town smoothly.
"What did you say to the old man?"
Zhao Wuji sensed that there were no pursuers, so he turned on the Zhao family's non-transmission technique on horseback and asked while watching.
"Just say that I want to go back to Xianyang, and you happen to be on the way."
Zhao Wuji glanced at Jiang Lin. This style of doing things was too similar to that of modern people. Is it role matching? Or is it a time-travel plot of the original character?
"Look, if you don't mind, I can pretend to be Mrs. Zhao for a while."
"Is your mother a martial arts master?"
"That's right. Like the wall in my house, the only ones that can easily jump over it are you, me and her."
"Are you better than your brothers?"
"I am better at light kung fu than them, but I am not as good as them at swords and sticks."
"Ha, Mrs. Jiang teaches students according to their aptitude. Are they okay with you going to a brothel to sell songs?"
"So what if I have an opinion? In this remote area, it's not easy to find a big shop and make a living."
“Seems very reasonable”
Zhao Wuji had finished flipping through the inner skills and inner skills and put them back in his pocket.
"Don't believe too much in this thing. Except for my mother, who can develop a sense in my family, everyone else's training is in vain."
"What's the point?"
"It is said that it has something to do with qualifications, but although we can't practice it, it still has the function of strengthening our body."
Zhao Wuji ran it randomly, and a slight heat feeling randomly formed in his heart, and then drove the Nine Yin Qi to spread to the Shaoyin Lung Veins, and then a burst of Qi energy shot out.
"Have you mastered it? Are you gifted? Is it because your Zhao family bloodline is purer than mine?"
"Haha, maybe they all have it, don't envy it."
"Don't be proud. Where is the source of your Qi? Is it the Dantian?"
"It's not the Dantian, it's the heart?"
"Your five elements belong to fire?"
"have no idea"
"Come and try, I'll teach you a trick"
Zhao Wuji followed Jiang Lin's instructions, took a fingerprint, and added the Sanskrit code words, and the energy turned into a small fireball in the palm of his hand.
"You are indeed from the Zhao family, and you are also a genius."
"Why isn't your, um, trick in the book?"
"Because this belongs to another category of cultivation, no one except your Zhao family would teach it. My mother is a direct descendant and the daughter of the head of the family, so she naturally knows more."
"It means that this book can still be learned by a branch of the Zhao family, but only direct descendants can know what kind of tricks it is."
"That's probably what it means, because if you don't teach internal skills and mental methods, it's a bit like a foundation, and tricks are like routines. Without a foundation, learning routines will only deceive yourself and others."
"Do you know any other tricks?"
"I know one more"
Zhao Wuji changed his fingerprints to match the Sanskrit sound, but felt that a living person was drawn out of the void.
"General Meng Yi? No, why are your clothes so weird?"
Jiang Lin drew out her long sword and pointed at "Meng Yi" and shouted
"Who are you? How dare you pretend to be the general of this dynasty? If you hadn't been accidentally summoned and successfully manifested, I wouldn't have known that there was such a treacherous minister like you in the world."
"Meng Yi" glanced at the two of them.
"My name is Jack. I come from the 508th star of the Orion constellation in the universe. I belong to the Royal Guards. Why did the wizard recruit me? If you are not satisfied, just send me back. There is no need to face each other with swords. In terms of close combat, you are probably no match for me."
