Fang Jie is the most special person in the Martial Arts Academy, he seldom appears in the classroom where he should appear. Professor Mo Wanwu has become accustomed to this matter. He knew that Fang Jie didn't forgive himself, after all, what happened on Banyue Mountain was indeed because of him.
So when he saw Fang Jie going directly to the library instead of the classroom, what else could he do but shake his head and smile wryly? He is a professor at the Academy of Martial Arts, so he can't be allowed to chase after a student endlessly to repent. Mo Wanwu hated the incident on Banyue Mountain, but he didn't regret it much. If the students of the Martial Arts Institute can't even bear this setback, how will they lead the army in the future
Getting in touch with death earlier is not necessarily a bad thing for the students.
Of course, this is extremely unfair to the dead.
After Fang Xie entered the library, he sat down where he was used to, by the window, where he could see the scenery outside and the people coming and going. And this is a corner, remote and quiet. He can read a book calmly, or relax and meditate with his eyes closed. Since the last time Ma Lilian saw him spit out dozens of worms, Fang Jie hadn't met her in the library again.
Fang Jie didn't care at all about Ma Lilian's change. He and that girl never had anything to do with each other, and she never walked into Fang Jie's heart.
Wan Jiantang Sword Record has already been read, the things recorded in this book are fragmentary and not comprehensive. But Fang Jie summed up a few saber techniques based on the fierce sword moves in it, and when he practiced in private, he felt that they should be very effective. Fang Jie was born in the frontier army, and he was used to fighting since he was a child. So his requirements for moves are extremely simple, that is, direct and quick. Simple and clear, kill the enemy with one knife.
Xie Fuyao showed him the Wudang Mountain Liangyi swordsmanship, but Fang Jie didn't like this celestial-like routine. If it is a duel between people in the rivers and lakes, such elegant and elegant sword moves are really effective. But in front of the two armies, this sword technique is meaningless. Even the masters of swordsmanship in this world cannot dance gracefully among thousands of armies.
The books Fang Jie read these days are all about how to practice, and the basics of practice of several major sects can be found in the library. Basically, they are the same, and they remain the same. Fang Jie tried to mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth that he could perceive. Although he had made some progress in the past few days, it still had no effect when he could use it in actual combat. After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, Fang Xie suddenly realized that he was going in the wrong direction at first.
Ever since he was able to perceive the vitality of heaven and earth, he thought about being able to kill enemies from a long distance like a practitioner. But the vitality he could perceive was pitifully thin and useless at all. He couldn't think of a way to think about it, and he suddenly thought of the current state, if he could mobilize the vitality of the world, it would be a great success. After all, he is still the best at close combat, and this is the most important thing to consider now.
Knowing this, Fang Jie began to try to let the vitality of heaven and earth he perceived enter his fist. He doesn't have a sea of qi, so he can't store his vitality in the sea of qi in his dantian. But you can concentrate your energy at one point, although it is weak, it should be helpful for the offensive.
Originally, his physical body was extremely strong, if he could mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth again, his attack power would definitely increase. This is a very bold attempt, he didn't incorporate the vitality of the heavens and the earth into the sea of qi in his body, and then transform it into internal energy and melt it into his limbs. Instead, the vitality is condensed outside the body, just like adding an iron cover to the outside of the fist.
Thinking of this method for a moment, Fang Jie tried to do it. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, he felt the vitality of heaven and earth swimming outside his body, and tried to gather the vitality around his fist, but this attempt was a bit outrageous. So after more than an hour, Fang Jie still had no progress.
He looked at the sun outside and knew it was almost noon. So he got up and left, and after greeting the old man, he went directly to the racecourse and fed the red horse fodder. Just as he was about to leave to eat in the cafeteria, he suddenly saw a groom with a bucket wink at him. This is by no means blinking because his eyes are uncomfortable, but an obvious idea to arouse Fang Xie.
Fang Jie looked around, found that he was indeed blinking at himself, and then said to the groom: "Should I take my red horse out for a run more? It seems that it is too fat to run."
The groom smiled and said loudly: "It doesn't matter, this is a famous breed in Beiliao, no matter how fat it is, it can run like flying, just pull it out and run around, and it will recover."
He walked up to Fang Xie and added water to the red horse: "You can't go to the courtyard in East Twenty-six Tiao anymore, there is an ambush inside. Father-in-law already knew about that place and sent someone to secretly check it out. Now there are many experts there. , after you go back, you go to the market to buy two servants, and there is a young boy who looks very conspicuous who will insert a label and sell himself, and you also buy him back to be a book boy. As for who to buy, you will know when you arrive, it is all for the father You are a good caller."
The groom finished these words in a low voice, and then laughed loudly: "Master Xiao Fang, you are very lucky. Even the generals of the imperial court would find it extremely difficult to get a good horse from the Northern Liao area."
Fang Jie also smiled and said, "Yes, my luck has always been good."
"What is His Majesty's will?"
he asked in a low voice.
The groom shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty doesn't have any orders, but my father-in-law asked me to tell Lord Xiaofang, don't be greedy for merit, don't be impatient."
Fang Jie was startled, smiled and said, "Since my father-in-law is so concerned, can I make another request?"
"Master Xiaofang, please tell me."
"Doesn't it cost money to buy people and book boys? If my father-in-law is willing to give me tens of thousands of taels of silver, I would be even more grateful."
The groom froze for a moment, looking at Fang Jie as if he were looking at a monster.
"This... I must convey it on my behalf."
He said something, and then walked away with a bucket.
After that person disappeared, Fang Jie couldn't help but frown and thought. Meeting in the Martial Arts Academy should be so mysterious. Could it be that there are people in the Martial Arts Academy that the emperor doesn't trust
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The sun just turned slightly to the west and left the Martial Arts Academy, and found the place the groom said. This is a huge market, completely opposite to the market where Fang Jie went to Chungu Butcher and the others. It is run by the government, and all the businessmen come and go. At the innermost corner of the market is the place where people are traded.
Some of the slaves sold here were family members of convicted officials who were degraded as slaves and sent to the market for sale. Part of it is that there are difficulties at home that cannot be dealt with, so they can only sell themselves. There are also some people captured by the frontier army of the Sui Dynasty from various frontiers, and they are all barbarians whose appearance is very different from that of the people in the Central Plains.
In this population market, the family members of those officials sold at the highest price. Those servants were implicated because their masters committed crimes, but they were not too worried about not being able to find work. Ordinary wealthy households like to pick these people when they buy servant girls. Because they know the rules, they are much better than buying barbarians. Moreover, the concubines and daughters of general prisoners would be sold for extremely high prices. Businessmen are rich but low-status, and they can only find women from the government's family here. If you buy a criminal official's daughter or concubine to go back to fill the house, it is also a very face-saving thing.
And barbarians are usually bought by merchants to do coolies, and they don't need to pay extra money, they just need to take care of their fill. These savages are generally rough, but they are very powerful. Commercial companies like to buy such people, which can save a lot of money in hiring Liba.
However, there were no wars in the Sui Dynasty these years, and the number of barbarian slaves was small, so there was no market for them. As long as a batch comes, they will usually be looted, just as easy to sell as the family members of those criminal officials.
In comparison, those who had to sell themselves due to difficulties in their own families were seldom asked. Because the people of the Sui Dynasty were already proud, and no one would demean themselves unless there were obstacles they couldn't overcome. These people are not easy to control when they buy them back, and they often have a bit of arrogance.
It took Fang Jie half an hour to find this place. He deliberately walked slowly but no one took the initiative to talk to him. This made him a little surprised. The groom said that he could recognize the person Su Buwei arranged as long as he came, but he didn't find anything when he walked halfway. While searching, he came across a seller of candied haws, so Fang Jie sold two bunches. I eat one bunch by myself, and I plan to take another bunch home to fan Shen Qing.
At this moment, he saw the person he was looking for.
Three, standing next to each other.
One is a man with a big shoulder and a round waist. There is a sign in front of him, which says one hundred taels of silver, and there is no need to talk about one less money. The other was a scholar, and the robe on his body hadn't been washed for an unknown number of days, and it was extremely dirty. The weather was still cold, but he was holding a dilapidated folding fan in his hand. There were five words written on the fan, begging for someone with a destiny. Standing next to the scholar was the young man that the groom had mentioned, but Fang Xie couldn't help but want to curse when he saw this young man.
This is a dark and skinny young man, and Fang Xie immediately thought of the African continent. It seemed that he was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and the boy in a ragged leather jacket was blinking at the other party. There are two spring silkworm-like snot hanging under his nose, which has flowed to his mouth, but he can always suck it back miraculously.
That withered and yellow hair is like a hen's nest made of weeds. Moreover, this young man is so thin that people don't want to take a second look. With a small body and a big head, he is clearly a descendant of aliens and African natives.
Where did Su Buwei recruit these three guys
That brawny man was priced at one hundred taels of silver, even if he had a good body for a coolie, who would buy him for a hundred taels of silver? That's the price to buy ten barbarian slaves, which is much more work than he does. That scholar, at first glance, is a model of powerlessness. It is obviously dirty, but its face is full of mud and unstained. That black boy, buying it back should be useless except for the purpose of disgusting oneself and achieving weight loss.
Although Fang Jie was absolutely unwilling, he still had to walk over.
He first looked at the strong man, frowned and asked, "Why do you think you're worth a hundred taels of silver?"
The burly man with beards and a clump of black chest hair showing his chest was shy, and he lowered his head and looked at his toes and whispered softly: "I have strength and dexterity... I dare Bet, all the girls and daughters-in-law in Chang'an City are not as beautiful as my female celebrity."
To prove it, he also dug out a cloth bag from his clothes and opened it. Fang Jie found that there were all kinds of embroidery needles inside, the shortest was only about three or four centimeters, and the longest was nearly a foot.
Fang Jie was so disgusted by the brawny man's tweaking, he felt quite pleasing to the eye when he looked at the black boy.
He asked the scholar again: "What is a predestined person?"
The scholar raised his chin and said with a tone: "I am a scholar. Although I have been reduced to selling myself, I still have to find a scholarly family to work for me. There are many gaps in my chest, and ordinary people naturally look down on me. Look at you, my lord. Dressed as a scholar, he naturally understands the integrity of a scholar."
"Just say it."
Fang Jie waved his hand to interrupt the scholar's pantothenic acid.
"Dun Dun must have meat!"
The scholar said firmly.
Fang Jie sighed, looked at the black boy who was about to open his mouth to ask. The kid raised his fists and beat his chest like a gorilla and said boldly, "I'm so strong! You can't believe it, my lord!"
He spat blood when he spoke, so Fang Jie nodded vigorously and said, "I believe you..."
On a long evening when the afterglow of the setting sun cast shadows, Fang Jie led the three weirdos to escape quickly under the idiot-like eyes of everyone in the population market. And when he returned to the shop, he found that he had even more headaches, because there was a girl standing at the door, it was Zhuang Die.