Chapter 231

Fang Xie is the most special person in the martial arts academy. He rarely appears in the classroom that should have appeared. Professor Mo is used to it. He knew Fang Xie didn't forgive himself. After all, it really happened because of him on the half moon mountain.

So when he saw Fang Xie walking directly to the library instead of the classroom, what else could he do except shaking his head and smiling bitterly? He is a professor of the Academy of martial arts. We can't let him repent after a student's ass endlessly. All things in the ink hate that thing on the half moon mountain, but they don't regret it. If the students of the martial arts academy can't bear this setback, how can they lead the army in the future?

Early exposure to death is a bad thing for students.

Of course, this is extremely unfair to the dead.

After Fang Xie entered the library, he sat down in his habitual place. By the window, he could see the scenery and people coming and going outside. And this is a corner, remote and quiet. He can read calmly, or he can relax and meditate with his eyes closed. Since Ma Lilian saw him spit out dozens of worms last time, Fang Xie never met her again in the library.

Fang Xie didn't care at all about Ma Lilian's change. He and the girl would never have any intersection, and she had never entered Fang Xie's heart.

Wan Jiantang's sword record has been read. The records in this book are fragmented and not comprehensive. But Fang Xie summarized several sword techniques according to the fierce sword moves inside. When he practiced privately, he felt that they should be very effective. Fang Xie was born in the border army and was used to fighting since childhood. So his request for moves is very simple, that is, direct and rapid. Simple and clear, kill the enemy with one knife.

Xie Fuyao showed him the Liangyi sword technique of Wudang Mountain, but Fang Xie didn't like the routine of floating like an immortal. If people in the Jianghu fight against each other, these elegant sword moves are really effective. But in front of the two armies, this sword technique is meaningless. Even the swordsmanship of the world, you can't dance among the thousands of troops.

The books Fang Xie has read these days are all about how to practice. You can find them in the library of the basic chapter of practice in several large doors. It is basically the same, and changes are inseparable from its religion. Fang Xie tried to invoke the vitality of heaven and earth that he could perceive. Although there has been some progress in recent days, it still has little effect when it can be used in actual combat. After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, Fang Xie suddenly thought that he was wrong at the beginning.

Since he could sense the vitality of heaven and earth, he wanted to kill the enemy from a distance like a practitioner. But the feeble vitality he could perceive was of no use at all. Thinking hard, he suddenly thought of this state. If he could mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth, it would be a great success. After all, he is still the best at close combat, which is the most important thing to consider now.

Knowing this, Fang Xie began to try to let his perceived vitality of heaven and earth into his fist. He has no sea of Qi and cannot store his vitality in the sea of Qi in Dantian. But we can concentrate our strength at one point. Although it is weak, it should be helpful for the offensive.

Originally, his body was very strong. If he could mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth again, his attack power would certainly increase. This is a very bold attempt. He does not bring the vitality of heaven and earth into the sea of physical Qi, and then transform it into internal strength and melt it into all parts and bones. Instead, it agglutinates vitality in vitro, just like adding an iron cover outside the fist.

Thinking of this method in an instant, Fang Xie tried to do it. Sitting cross legged on the floor, he felt the vitality of heaven and earth swimming outside the body and tried to gather the vitality around his fist, but this attempt was a little outrageous. So more than an hour later, there was still no progress in fangxie.

He looked at the sun outside and knew it was almost noon. So he got up and left. After greeting the old man, he went directly to the horse farm and fed the red horse fodder. I was about to leave for dinner in the canteen when I saw a groom with a bucket blinking at me. It was not because his eyes were uncomfortable that he blinked, but because he obviously wanted to cause a solution.

Fang Xie looked around and found that he was indeed winking at himself. Then he said to the groom, "should I pull my red horse out more? It seems that I am too fat to run."

The groom smiled and said loudly, "it doesn't matter. This is a famous species in northern Liaoning. No matter how fat it is, it can run like flying. You can recover by pulling it out and running around."

He went to Fang Xie and added water to the red horse: "You can't go to the yard of Article 26 of the East. There is an ambush inside. Your father-in-law already knows the place and sends someone to check it secretly. Now there are many experts there. In addition, after you go back, you go to the market to buy two servants and a prominent young man who will sell himself. You also buy him back as a bookboy. As for who to buy, you will know that it's all your father-in-law A good player for you. "

The groom said these words in a low voice, and then said with a loud smile, "you are so lucky, Mr. Fang. It is very difficult for the generals of the imperial court to get a good horse in northern Liaoning."

Fang Xie also smiled and said, "yes, I've always had good luck."

"What will your majesty do?"

He asked in a low voice.

The groom shook his head slightly and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty has no intention. My father-in-law asked me to tell Lord Fang not to be greedy for work or impatient."

Fang Xie was stunned, smiled and said, "since my father-in-law cares so much, can I make another request?"

"Mr. Fang, please say."

"Don't you want money to buy a Book boy? If my father-in-law is willing to give me tens of thousands of liang of silver, I'd be more grateful."

The groom was stunned and looked at Fang Xie like a monster.

"This... I will convey it for you."

He said a word and went away with a bucket.

After the man disappeared, Fang Xie couldn't help frowning. It's so mysterious to meet in the martial arts academy. Is it difficult that there are people in the martial arts academy who the emperor doesn't believe?

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The sun was only slightly to the west, so he left the martial arts academy and found the place the groom said. This is a huge market, which is quite opposite to the market where Fang Xie went to find Chungu butcher. It's run by the government. It's full of big businessmen. At the innermost corner of the market is the place of population - trading.

Some of the slaves sold here were the families of convicted officials, who were demoted as slaves and sent to the market for sale. Part of the problem is that the family can't cope with and can only sell themselves. There are also some people captured by the border troops of the great Sui Dynasty from various border areas, all of whom are barbarians with different looks from the people's Congress of the Central Plains.

In this population market, the families of those officials are the ones who sell the highest prices. Those servants were implicated because their master had committed a crime, but they didn't worry about finding work. Ordinary rich people like to pick these people when they buy servant girls. Because they know the rules, which is much better than buying barbarians. In addition, concubines and daughters who commit official crimes will be sold at a very high price. Businessmen have money but low status. If they want to sleep with officials, they can only find women here. If you buy a criminal's daughter or concubine and go back to fill the house, it is also a matter of great face.

Barbarians are generally bought by businessmen to do coolies. They don't have to pay money. They just need to be satisfied. These savages are generally rough, but they are very strong. Firms like to buy such people, which can save a lot of money for hiring Liba.

However, there was no war in the Sui Dynasty these years. The number of barbarian slaves was small, but there was a price without a market. As long as a batch comes, it will generally be looted and sold out, which is as good as those families who commit official crimes.

In contrast, few people ask about those who have to sell themselves because of difficulties in their own family. Because the Sui people are proud, not an unbearable obstacle, and no one will base themselves. It's not easy for these people to buy back, and they often have a bit of pride.

It took Fang Xie half an hour to find here. He deliberately walked very slowly, but no one took the initiative to talk to him. This surprised him a little. The groom said he could recognize Su Buwei's arrangement as long as he came, but he didn't find anything halfway. Looking for it, I met a man who sold ice sugar gourd. Fang Xie sold two strings of ice sugar gourd. One is to eat by yourself and the other is to pack. I'm going to take it back to Chenqing fan.

At this time, he saw the man he was looking for.

Three, standing next to each other.

One was a man with a big arm and a round waist. There was a sign in front of him that said one hundred liang of silver. There was no need to talk about losing a penny. The other was a scholar. His robe was so dirty that he didn't wash it for many days. It was still cold, but he held an old folding fan with five words written on it, but he wanted to meet someone. Standing beside the scholar was the young man mentioned by the groom, but when he saw the young man, Fang Xie couldn't help but want to swear.

This is a black and thin boy, which makes Fang Xie think of the African continent in an instant. It seems that at the age of 14 or 15, a boy in a broken leather jacket is blinking at each other. Under his nose hung two silkworms like snot, which clearly had flowed to his mouth, but he could always suck it back miraculously.

That yellow hair is like a hen's nest made of wild grass. Moreover, the young man is thin and doesn't want to see the second eye. His body is small and his head is big. He is clearly the offspring of aliens and African aborigines.

Where did Su Buwei get these three guys?

The strong man is priced at one hundred Liang silver. Even if he is a good coolie, who will buy him for one hundred Liang silver? Buy ten barbarian slaves at this price, which is much more than his work. That scholar, at first glance, is a model of having no strength to bind a chicken. It's obviously dirty, but its face is muddy and not stained. That black boy, buying it back should be useless except for disgusting and losing weight.

Although a hundred of Fang Xie didn't want to, he still had to walk over.

He first looked at the strong man, frowned and asked, "why do you think you are worth a hundred liang of silver?"

The strong man with a beard and a bunch of black chest hair on his open chest twisted his face. He seemed shy. He looked down at his toes and whispered, "I have strength and dexterity... I bet all the big girls and little daughters-in-law in Chang'an are not as beautiful as my needlework."

To prove it, he took a cloth bag out of his clothes and opened it. Fang Xie found that there were all kinds of embroidery needles inside. The shortest one was only about three or four centimeters, and the longest one could be nearly a foot.

Fang Xie was so disgusted by the strong man that he wanted to vomit. Looking at the black boy, it was a lot to his eye.

He asked the scholar again, "what is a predestined person?"

The scholar held his chin high and said in a tone: "I'm a scholar. Although I'm reduced to selling myself, I also want to find a scholarly family to work for me. There are thousands of gullies in my chest, which ordinary people naturally don't look up to. Look at your dress, you're also a scholar, and naturally understand the integrity of a scholar."

"Say it directly"

Fang Xie waved to interrupt the scholar's pantothenic acid.

"Dunton must have meat!"

The scholar said firmly.

Fang Xie sighed and looked at the black boy who was about to open his mouth. The boy raised his fists and beat his chest like a gorilla. "I have great strength! You can't believe it!"

When he spoke, he spat blood, so Fang Xie nodded hard and said, "I believe you..."

On an evening when the afterglow of the setting sun pulled the shadow for a long time, Fang Xie led three freaks to escape quickly in the eyes of everyone in the population market. When he returned to the shop, he found that he had a headache, because there was a girl standing at the door, Zhuang die.