From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 51: Meng Yuan repays his kindness (seeking follow-up reading)

early morning.

After breakfast, Mr. Jiang and Jiang Tang went to work.

Now Jiang Tang follows Xunmei. Jiang Tang says that Xunmei is very supportive of her. Not only does she teach her how to do accounting, but she also takes her with her when she goes to check accounts at farms and shops.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together." Jiang Tang already looks a bit like a lady.

She was gentle and lovely, but she was just a young girl after all, so Meng Yuan only had pity for her. Comparatively speaking, Nie Qingqing, who was charming, smiling, and quite talented, was more attractive.

Of course, neither of them is as fun as the stone mill in the training ground.

As soon as the grandfather and grandson of the Jiang family left, Meng Yuan practiced the Kuangfeng Sword Technique twice in the yard.

Now that his Niwan has been opened and he has entered the eighth level of martial arts, there will naturally be some improvement, but it won’t be great.

The 987th grade is divided into three parts: upper, middle and lower. It is the foundation for warriors and is all a preparation for the middle and high grades in the future.

Therefore, even if one's realm is raised, it is only the first step in climbing the mountain. The improvement in strength is very limited, and it is not the case that there will be a huge difference between one grade and another.

The most significant time for the ninth and eighth grades to improve is when they are perfect. At this time, the acupoints are fully opened, and the true qi is used to move in the reflected and carved places, assisted by moves. This can be called the ninth grade change or the eighth grade change.

Of course, even if the improvement is not that big, opening an acupoint will bring some benefit.

Now Meng Yuan's hearing and eyesight are getting better, he can see and hear farther, his mind is clear and his breathing is more relaxed.

When he broke through the realm, his whole body shook violently, which also had some tempering effect. His Dantian seemed to be more condensed, and it could absorb more true energy.

After receiving the reward, Meng Yuan took the silver and went to the training ground first. He gave some advice to the young men and left the palace without reporting to anyone.

After the rank was raised, the monthly salary should also be raised. Meng Yuan had no income at present, and he was still living on his own, so he wanted to go to Zuiyue Tower to ask about his salary.

Ask Master Nie about the magical herbs and precious medicines. If I can borrow some money from him, that would be great.

Meng Yuan was too poor. He had spent more than half of the two hundred taels of silver given by Master Nie. He was even afraid of losing money when he smashed the wine bowl to show his loyalty.

Of course, the most important thing today is to find Sister Hua.

Although he is poor now, he has finally settled down. Meng Yuan wants to repay Sister Hua's kindness as soon as possible.

It snowed heavily before the New Year. At the north city gate, a piece of bread and a piece of rice, although small, were a token of friendship that came to our rescue in times of need.

Meng Yuan would not feel happy if he did not repay the favor.

Of course, the favors like Master Nie’s teaching and Xunmei’s support are more important, but there is no need to repay them in a hurry. After all, we can see them every day, and there will always be a time to help.

Sister Hua lived in a shabby alley outside the north city. At that time, she said that after she settled down, she would be satisfied if Yueyue could go to her for sex a few times.

The palace was in the south city, which was quite far from Meng Yuan. He couldn't go there often, and he had no intention of visiting a prostitute.

At that time, Sister Hua once said that bitches were heartless. As a secret agent, it goes without saying that she had to go through a lot of hardships, but she still did some good deeds.

Meng Yuan has no worries about food and shelter, so he should repay you a little.

Of course, it is not just about supporting Sister Hua, but giving her some money to help her escape from the quagmire, which would be considered a perfect deed.

Meng Yuan is poor and he loves money, but he doesn't value it.

As soon as I came out of the parade ground, I saw the old scholar Wang coming to me.

After asking, I found out that he actually came to apologize.

"Yesterday was a day off, and they didn't control the prince well, disturbing you, brother. It's really wrong." Wang Xiucai took out a delicate wooden jar from his sleeve, "It's a small apology, don't blame me."

"..."Meng Yuan didn't know what to say. This old scholar didn't have any pretentiousness of a scholar. If you say he had noble character, he took money to do the work. If you say he had bad character, he did the work and also took care of the funeral.

Meng Yuan felt that Wang Xiu was truly capable since he could be the leader of the prince's retainers and had remained so for many years.

"The prince has forgotten about Zuiyue Tower." Wang Xiucai was very cautious. "Yesterday, he heard about you killing some Buddhist demon, and he has been thinking about it. He even said he would treat you to a tofu feast. But don't worry, he will forget about it in a few days."

Dugu Kang helped quite a bit yesterday, and Meng Yuan felt that he was not stupid, just a little naive, and had a good heart.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. I'll treat you to tea some other day." Meng Yuan didn't have any bad feelings towards this prince, but he didn't want to have much contact with him.

However, this old guest did his job properly, and Meng Yuan wanted to emulate him.

After walking out the door with the can of tea, Meng Yuan headed straight for Zuiyue Tower.

It was still early, but there were already many people walking on the street. However, Zuiyuelou had not yet opened its doors to welcome guests, so Meng Yuan was disappointed. Meng Yuan did not want to wait, so he decided to go directly to Sister Hua.

After walking a few steps, I saw an old Taoist priest on the road. He was holding a long wooden stick with a rag tied to it as a flag, with four big words on it: "Iron Mouth and Straight Forward".

The old Taoist priest was wearing a tattered robe, with a mixture of black and white hair and a pinewood hairpin. His eyes were quite bright. He was holding a broken flagpole in one hand and stopping a handsome young man with the other. "Fortune teller, fortune teller! You! Young man! You are going to have a bloody disaster!"

Isn't this a rough job? Meng Yuan silently glanced at it and thought that if the green fox did it this way, the silly roe deer and the little weasel wouldn't be deceived into giving away their body!

"Old sir, I am actually a woman, traveling in men's clothing. You can't even prove this. You'd better go home and chant some sutras!" The handsome young man waved his folding fan and left in a dashing manner.

The old Taoist priest did not bother to argue, and pulled another young man over, "Your eyebrows are dark! There is also a blood disaster! Let's tell your fortune!"

"Get lost!" the young man swore.

"Why are you cursing at me?" The old Taoist priest got angry and pointed his finger at me, cursing, "If I hadn't cultivated my energy, I would have thrown you into the alchemy furnace long ago!"

When the old Taoist saw the young man's fierce face, he didn't dare to look at him. He turned around and left. When he saw Meng Yuan, he grabbed Meng Yuan's sleeve.

"Young man, I see that you have a handsome face and an extraordinary appearance. You will surely be made a marquis and a prime minister in the future, and have a beautiful wife and concubines! But you have been unlucky recently, and I am afraid that you will have disputes with others. Why not..."

"I didn't bring any money when I went out." Meng Yuan said.

The old Taoist priest was originally very enthusiastic, but after hearing this, his face immediately lost expression and he walked away.

The world is a fickle place. When you are poor, even scammers will ignore you.

Meng Yuan shook his head and sighed. Just after he took two steps, the old Taoist turned back and grabbed Meng Yuan's sleeve.

"You have money!" The old Taoist priest waved a flag in one hand and pointed at Meng Yuan happily.

After hearing this, Meng Yuan stopped and looked at the old Taoist priest. Although he didn't know how the old Taoist priest knew all this, he should have some ability.

"Then please ask old sir to calculate whether my trip will be successful." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"Going south or north?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"North." Meng Yuan replied.

"But going to kill people and set fires?" asked the old Taoist priest.

What the hell is this?
Meng Yuan said casually: "I am a kind person. I don't dare to hit anyone, let alone kill or burn people."

"Young man, you still have some blood in you. Have you seen blood in the past two days?" The old Taoist frowned, pointed at Meng Yuan, and said, "You can deceive me, but don't deceive yourself. It doesn't matter if I'm deceived by you, just chant some sutras and it will be over. But you deceive yourself, and you will suffer in the future!"

This man was quite capable, so Meng Yuan stopped talking nonsense and said, "Then old man, please calculate whether my trip will be successful."

"Then what are you going to do?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"Go and return the favor of the old times." Meng Yuan said.

"That's nothing!" The old Taoist waved his hands. "Even those bald donkeys who talk nonsense have to pay attention to the cause and effect of gratitude and hatred. If you go to repay your gratitude and pay your debts, everything will go smoothly! I said so!"

He stretched out his hand, "Ten taels of Chenghui gold!"

You don't seem to have calculated anything? You just said something auspicious? Do you think you look like a stupid roe deer or a stupid weasel?
Meng Yuan looked back at Zuiyue Tower and thought to himself, I was cheated out of ten taels here, and I’m going to be cheated out of ten taels again today?
"Old sir, haven't you realized that I'm using this money to repay a favor?" Meng Yuan smiled.

The old Taoist priest was stunned when he heard this, and said helplessly: "Then can you at least give me something? I got up so early, and I haven't earned a penny yet!"

Meng Yuan smiled and simply gave away the can of tea that Wang Xiucai had given him. "The new spring tea is worth one or two taels of silver."

The old Taoist priest took it, opened the jar and took a look, "Okay! At least I can use it to entertain guests."

Meng Yuan saw that the old Taoist priest was at least 70 years old, but he spoke with full energy. He asked curiously, "How long have you been doing this?"

"Just done." The old Taoist sighed helplessly, "The temple needs visitors, but my disciples are not up to the task and can't afford to pay for the reception. I have to be shameless and come to get some money, right?"

"No money for incense?" Meng Yuan smiled.

"If my disciple doesn't live up to expectations and doesn't fool people, how can pilgrims still come?" The old Taoist priest looked like a hero with a weak breath. "I heard that there are many wealthy families here. I thought I could meet a fool to help supplement my family's income."

"Eh? Old Taoist priest, why don't you wait until I leave before saying this?" Meng Yuan laughed.

"I'm not talking about you! I wish you a smooth road ahead and a happy and carefree life." The old Taoist smiled and stroked his beard, actually looking like a Taoist priest.

"I wish the Taoist priest good fortune and prosperity." Meng Yuan smiled.

(End of this chapter)