Mysterious world, I can change my destiny

Chapter 13 In the martial arts hall, where is the cold door?

Tai'an Square is located on the east side of the outer city, exit Nanmen Hutong, cross another cross street, and turn right.

The official residence next to the Bingmasi Yamen in the East Five City is the lecture hall.

During this journey, Ji Yuan feasted on it.

From salted duck, bad goose palm, and tiger skin meat from Shangde Restaurant, to dragon beard noodles and duck blood vermicelli soup from street shops.

After eating enough meals for several people, I was able to fill my stomach and calm the strong hunger after doing the exercises.

"External training to strengthen the body and internal training to strengthen the spirit, the two are complementary to each other. The stronger the body, the better the effect of the breathing method."

After Ji Yuan ate the last bite of the flax cake, he asked for a bowl of water to rinse his mouth.

He wiped his mouth clean and stood beside the food stall set up by the hawker.

This place is facing the gate of the Martial Arts Hall, and there is a constant stream of cars outside, with flags of different families of generals flying.

The semi-annual martial arts exam is about to start again.

The honorable generals on various hilltops will naturally not be ignored.

The fame of a martial artist is a suitable enough starting point.

In the future, it doesn't matter whether he joins the army or devolves to the state capital.

Naturally one head higher than others.

"Long time no see, Brother Jiu, why are you so free to eat and drink today?"

Ji Yuan was leaning on the wooden beams of the shed that sheltered him from the wind and rain, and when his mind was wandering, a voice suddenly came from the side.

He didn't move, just glanced at it out of the corner of his eye.

He was a well-behaved, round-faced young man in his twenties.

The upper body is a coarse cloth bunt, and the lower body is long trousers and straw sandals.

"Ping Xiaoliu, if you're not working at the Yongding River Wharf, what are you doing in Dongcheng Bingmasi?"

Ji Yuan did a rough search before he remembered who this person was.

There are many schools, schools, schools and streams in the outer city, and various people live in several houses in Nanmen Hutong.

This Ping Xiaoliu, whose father is a private salt dealer, makes a living under the help of the salt gang.

At a young age, he dropped out of school early and started a business with him.

He is very smart and pleasant to speak, if there is no accident, he should be able to take over his father's family business and make it bigger and stronger.

"Ninth brother, you don't know. These days, there are a few workshops in the outer city that are very evil. People are dying every day for no reason."

Ping Xiaoliu didn't hide anything, and told the truth.

"Over a month, three watchmen and two prostitutes died.

The day before yesterday, my father invited a steward of the Salt Gang to have a drink, but he didn't expect to drink half of it. When it was almost two o'clock, he was nowhere to be found.

I didn't find the body until dawn in the stable. Half of my face had been gnawed off, and a leg and two arms were missing. It was so miserable that I didn't eat for a whole day.

Ninth brother, you also know that if someone dies, this is a big deal, why don't you hurry up and accompany my father to report the crime. "

Although Ji Yuan is a Tiqi, he is an official figure.

Because he never blackmailed traders or exploited people.

It has a good reputation in the neighborhood.

Therefore, a private salt dealer like Ping Xiaoliu didn't shy away from anything.

"Dead in the stables, the body was separated, and the face was damaged... Did you encounter a beast?"

Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows, feeling weird.

The professional habits of his previous life made him subconsciously analyze the cause of death and look for motives.

"Brother Nine, the most bizarre thing is, do you know where did the steward find his missing legs and arms?
The legs are in Anminfang, and the arms are in Changshoufang. These two workshops are separated by seven or eight streets!Damn it! "

Ping Xiaoliu seemed to have lingering fears, his face was a little ugly, he shook his head and said.

"So, when it's dark and night, don't go out.

Don't always take advantage of the lax curfew in the outer cities. You only have one life, and if you lose it, you lose it. "

Ji Yuan's eyes flickered, and he asked softly.

It seems that this world may really have strange and weird things that cannot be explained by common sense.

Not surprisingly, this case should eventually be handed over to Beizhen Fusi.

"Ninth brother, you know me well. I never go to Goulan to listen to music. I just wait to save enough money to marry the old Wang's daughter."

Ping Xiaoliu scratched his head, smiled, and asked:
"By the way, brother Jiu, aren't you from Beizhen Fusi? Why are you going to Wucheng Bingmasi? Visiting?"

Ji Yuan raised his chin, the corner of his mouth curled up, and said lightly:
"Did you see the lecture hall opposite? I ran there."

Ping Xiaoliu widened his eyes, looked Ji Yuan up and down several times, then gave a thumbs up and said:
"As expected of Nine Brothers! Tai'an Square, large and small martial arts gyms, gangs, have dared to go to the martial arts hall in recent years, not a single one!

Success or failure, you are this!Number One! "

Ji Yuan smiled, not caring about the compliment.

The master of the martial arts hall and the priest of the gang are, in the final analysis, just people from the rivers and lakes who want to make a living.

How can it be compared to taking care of the body and practicing gun sticks since childhood.

Even holding autumn and winter hunts every year, the generals who personally fight tigers and leopards?
From ancient times to the present, the situation in the arena has been the confrontation between good and evil.

Numerous orthodox traditions and countless sects have given birth to generations of top generations with peerless grace.

Until the sage was born, overthrowing the flourishing Barbarian dynasty in one fell swoop.

Expel the group of aliens to Shiwan Dashan, and set up the Nine Frontier Army Town as a strong barrier.

After the founding of the country, Jing Chao stepped on the rivers and lakes with iron hooves.

Even all orthodox sects and demon sects were wiped out.

Since then, the people of Jingchao wanted to climb the martial arts and forge themselves.

There is only one way.

That is to enter the martial arts hall!
Because the best martial arts and the best alchemy in the world are all in the hands of the imperial court.

"Except for the six true rulers who bowed their heads to the imperial court early, there is no one who dares to say that he is a master of the rivers and lakes."

Ji Yuan restrained his mind, this time is different from the past.

The four characters of imperial eagle and dog represent the will of the saint and the laws and regulations of the Jing Dynasty.

Belongs to reasonable and legal violent institutions.

They are much more promising than the inner disciples and true disciples of any sect.

"So, since ancient times, the only way out is to test the public."

Thinking of this, Ji Yuan waved his hands at Ping Xiaoliu, and walked towards the lecture hall with his head held high.

On the left and right of the gate, there are two-person-high bian stone carvings. The vermilion gate, with shiny copper nails, is full of majesty.

When Ji Yuan stepped over the threshold, the first thing that caught his eyes was a martial arts training field covered with yellow mud and paved with blue bricks, which was several tens of feet wide.

On both sides are displayed swords, guns, swords and halberds, eighteen kinds of weapons.

More than a dozen well-dressed young men with strong vitality are either catching up with each other or practicing alone.

The sound of shouting and shouting is endless.

"From Fusi in Beizhen? What's the matter?"

A pawn with a mustache asked Ji Yuan.

The Jiangwu Hall is neither a Qingshui yamen, nor a rich and poor job.

It belongs to the special institutions under the six ministries.

The Ministry of Households allocates money, the Ministry of Officials checks the candidates, and the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Punishment poach the wall.

As for the Ministry of Industry?

The craftsmen of Tiangongyuan and Kaiwuyuan don't care about foreign things at all.

Except for the semi-annual martial arts competition, it will be more lively.

It is usually deserted and very deserted.

"Ji Yuan, governor of Beizhen, wants to join the lecture hall."

Ji Yuan arched his hands and replied.

"Yunyingpao...is a Tiqi.

Surname Ji?Are you the partial house of the Duke of Yue?Or Yang Wuhou? "

The pawn is holding a booklet and preparing to register someone.

He felt a little strange, he had never seen any general Zhong Xungui go to Beizhen Fusi Dangti to ride.

Accumulating qualifications for gold plating is not such a way of playing.

There are two yamen in the north and the south under the Heilongtai, which are directly under the master Ying Du who is so skilled and trusted by the saints.

Whether it's the prince of Jian Guo, or several Dukes.

I have always avoided it, for fear of getting too close and causing suspicion and misunderstanding.

"None of them. I'm from the Liaodong Ji family, and I'm from an unknown generation. I'm not from a noble family."

Neither humble nor overbearing, Ji Yuan smiled.

"Liaodong was originally from a military family, no wonder he was so reckless.

Young people, listen to my advice, give up your thoughts of relying on martial arts to get ahead as soon as possible.

Tianjing 36 Workshop, which year did the martial arts graduates not come from famous families?

Since the sage no longer came to court, there has not been a single scholar from the humble family in 19 years, let alone... well, let's go. "

The pawn opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then shook his head.

He has been in the lecture hall of Tai'anfang for ten years.

I've seen quite a few mud-legged people with no background who are full of enthusiasm, participating in the martial arts competition.

At the beginning, they all wanted to make a name for themselves and to crown Tianjing.

But in the end, few end well.

Either pick the general seed brother and be a guard in the nursing home;

Either because of accidentally offending Xungui for a while, limbs and feet were cut off on the martial arts field, and even his life was lost.

"Even the great General Zong, known as the pillar of the southeast, was suppressed a lot when he entered the lecture hall and took the martial arts exam. If he hadn't been appreciated by the nobles in the cabinet, he might not have the status he has today."

The pawn sincerely advised.

"Don't look at Tai'an Square in the outer city, there are still many nobles and nobles. Have you seen the carriage outside the gate? The second son of General Fengguo, the side house of General Xuanwei's family, Wang Sanlang, the nephew of Xiaoqiwei's family, is the most important person here. Yes... my father was also a trainer of the Imperial Army."

The implication is obvious, the threshold of the martial arts hall is not high, but the difficulty of getting ahead is not small.

I don't have much family background, so don't join in the fun.

"Sir, I am very grateful for your kind words."

Ji Yuan straightened his waist, like a big gun, and said softly:
"It's all here, I want to give it a try!"

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