Zongwu: Give you a chance and get a 10,000 times critical hit return!

Zhao Wuxian smiled and said, "Everyone, from now on, it will not only be elixirs, but also martial arts secrets, swords, and other weapons!"

"As long as there are meritorious people, I will never be stingy with rewards!"

Everyone was surprised.

"Long live your highness!"

In fact, Zhao Wuxian still had a lot of useful things in his hands, and he also exchanged some items with various sects in Wudang Mountain.

But today is enough, too much is as bad as too little.

It's like feeding a hunting dog. Once it's full, how can it hunt again?

When everyone dispersed happily, they returned to their posts, feeling full of energy.

The servants who started sweeping the floor were so serious about it.

I wish I could sweep away every speck of dust.

Yue Fei secretly sighed: "Governing a family is like governing an army. Reward brave men generously, inspire morale, enforce rules, and the army's morale can be mobilized."

... .... .......

“Brother Yue!”

Yue Fei looked up and saw Zhao Wuxian had somehow come to him. He immediately bowed and said, “Your Highness!”

Yue Fei only came with Zhou to broaden his horizons.

I'm not here to be a servant.

He originally planned to come here to train for a year, go home to get married, and then join the army.

Zhao Wuxian smiled and asked, "You're here, but you still want to leave?"

Xiao Yueyue, what the hell do you want?

The current Yue Fei is just a rookie and is definitely not the Yue Wumu who has experienced hundreds of battles and is a master of military strategy.

But the potential is there.

Are you afraid that you can’t cultivate it?

Zhao WuXian looked him over and said, "I see that your martial arts skills are not bad, but your internal strength is not that strong. Are you willing to practice with me?"

Zhou Tong, who was standing next to him, was overjoyed and said, "Yue Fei, why don't you thank His Highness?"

It is difficult for people with their background to practice advanced martial arts, and the profound level of internal energy is already quite rare.

Therefore, more emphasis is placed on training the martial arts realm, using martial arts to make up for the lack of one's own skills.

Yue Fei was only fifteen years old, he had great talent and was hardworking. If he had a famous teacher to guide him, his future achievements would definitely be better than his own.

Zhou Tong did not have any prejudice against the big sects. He believed that his disciples should never take others as their masters.

He himself also has several masters.

Yue Fei quickly said: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

Zhou Tong kicked him and said, "Call me Master!"

In this martial arts world, internal skills are often the secrets that are not passed down by sects. Yue Fei would never suffer any loss by calling out "Master".

Yue Fei thought that among the three of them, there must be one who can be my teacher, so he changed his tone and said seriously: "Master!"

Zhao Wuxian smiled faintly and said, "Since you have accepted Master Zhou as your master, I will just record your name here! Come with me!"

"Yes!"

Yue Fei followed Zhao Wuxian into the lobby.

Zhao Wuxian sat down and said, "Since your name is Pengju, I will teach you a heavenly internal skill, the 'Nine Transformations of the Divine Kun'!"

"Heavenly level internal energy!?"

Yue Fei stared at Zhao Wuxian in shock.

The internal energy he practiced came from Zhou Tong and was of the lower level Xuan grade. In Tangyin County, it was considered a top-level martial art.

He thought that no matter how powerful Zhao Wuxian was, he could only pass on a top-grade Xuan-level article to him, right?

Terrace?

He didn't even think about it.

But now, Zhao Wuxian opened his mouth and talked about heavenly level internal energy!

Could it be that all the common sense that Master taught me is wrong?

Zhao WuXian said calmly, "It's just a heavenly level internal skill. Stay calm!"

Yue Fei: "..."

Is this the level of His Highness? 2.

Chapter 94: Fan Qinghui’s heart disaster, master and apprentice apply for a job, Cihang Jingzhai goes bankrupt?

"Did you hear that?"

"what?"

"The Nine-Rank Household Servants System of the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion!"

"Ah? A servant, why do you still have the Nine-Rank System? This is not the imperial court. Aren't you afraid of being reported for usurping power?"

"I guess the Duke of Jingguo's Mansion is very confident! Who cares!"

"Wait, is that the point? The point is, do you know how they are treated?"

"Treatment, what kind of treatment can a servant get? Even if he is a first-rank servant, he is still a servant, serving as a dog for others!"

"A true man of the underworld is someone who takes pleasure in taking revenge and working for others. Bah, that would bring shame to the underworld. I won't go!"

"You really don't want to go?"

"I'd rather die than go! Am I that kind of person?"

"Forget it then. I heard that if you become a sixth-rank servant, you will receive an extra low-grade Xuan-level pill every three months or half a year in addition to your monthly salary!"

"Ok?"

"If you become a first-class servant, that would be awesome. You'll get an extra Earth-level high-quality elixir every year!"

"Earth-grade upper grade?! How is that possible!"

"How is it impossible? Yesterday, the young master distributed the elixirs in advance. Do you know what the monthly salary is?"

"what?"

"Silver, pure silver, not copper coins!"

"Even if he is a ninth-rank servant, two taels of silver a month is enough for a yellow-rank lower-grade elixir! Converted into copper coins, it would be at least ten strings of silver at most!"

"Ten strings of cash! That's the amount that a police chief working in the government office gets!"

"Moreover, I, 'Sansiqi', heard that the young master is very generous and gave away all kinds of elixirs, weapons, and secret manuals!"

"So wasteful? But I like it, brother, if you have a way to get in, take me with you!"

"Didn't you just say you'd rather die than go? Aren't you too spineless?"

"Brother, how do you know I'm spineless? You're such a good judge of people!"

When the news about the welfare benefits of the ninth-rank servants in the Jingguo Mansion spread outside, the entire Suzhou city was suddenly in an uproar.

Especially those people who had heard of Zhao Wuxian’s achievements and wanted to join him were so excited that their eyes turned red.

"Have you found out? When will the Jingguo Mansion recruit people?"

"No ah!"

"Didn't you say you had a brother in there?"

"Don't mention it. I invited him to drink and tried to get some information from him, but he treated me like a thief."

"What?"

"Why else? I heard that this servant can be promoted out of turn!"

"If we recruit new people, I will definitely squeeze out their opportunities because of my great abilities!"

Inn!

Quiet courtyard!

"Starting from being a third-rank servant, one earth-grade pill per year?"

Fan Qinghui was dressed in plain clothes, and her whole body exuded a noble and holy temperament.

Her beautiful face showed surprise and a little bit of disbelief.

"How is that possible? What is his local-level elixir? Can you just find cabbage on the roadside?"

Even Cihang Jingzhai would not distribute Earth-grade elixirs to disciples casually, and they were precious resources within the sect.

One pill a year?

Even she, the host of the vegetarian feast, doesn’t receive such treatment.

She frowned and shook her head, saying, "In my opinion, this is just a gimmick put up by the Jingguo Mansion!"

Shi Feixuan blinked her beautiful eyes. These past few days, she had witnessed Zhao Wuxian stepping into the legendary fourth realm of innateness.

At Fan Qinghui's request, he kept inquiring about his news.

Now, I have learned about this shocking innovation.

She was extremely curious about this person.

It’s like peeling off an outer layer of clothing and finding another one underneath.

Her green gauze skirt was as smooth as water. Her jade hands brushed away the fallen leaves on her shoulders and said, "Master, what if it's true?"

"If it's true..."

Fan Qinghui's words are slow.