Longevity begins with a dog

Chapter 40 Unable to get started?
In this way, Xu Chong shook his "flower hands" for two full hours, and finally stopped until he felt his hands sore and swollen with his ninefold physical fitness.

"Why is this thing harder to practice than Zhengyang Jin?"

Xu Chong complained with some dissatisfaction.

For two whole hours, Zhefeng Shou on the panel was still in an 'unpracticed' state.

This made him a little discouraged for a while.

There is no way, Ming Yujin can't practice, Zhefeng Shou is his only harvest in Daqing Arsenal.

If you can't practice, then thirty points of contribution are equivalent to all wasted.

Can't let it go!
Xu Chong is a person who refuses to admit defeat. After a short rest, he devoted himself to the practice of Zhefeng Shou again.

Anyway, I always want to live in the county government, and I am idle when I am idle.

Xu Chong had this kind of thought in mind, but Zhao Liu at the door was physically and mentally exhausted, and he didn't dare to leave when it was time for the check-in, still staring at him to keep people away.

"Look again, it's really not good, I'd better ask in a few days..."

Zhao Liu made up his mind.

Fortunately, he followed Xu Chong sincerely, otherwise, all kinds of gossip would spread in the county town the next day...

#Shock!The dignified history of classics actually does this in the yamen! #
#New county magistrate took office on the first day, Dian Shi waved his hand! #
#摇花手的秘密——Not just a child's game! #
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a few days later.

"My lord, Mr. Yang has something to report."

Zhao Liu announced at the door.

Old bastard Yang from the strong class?

Isn't he guarding the city gate? What can I report?
Xu Chong stopped what he was doing, "Let him in."

"The little one has seen the grown-ups."

Old man Yang stepped in and bowed to salute.

"Don't be too polite, just talk about things directly."

Xu Chong waved his hand.

"Yes."

Old Man Yang straightened up, "During the changing of the guard yesterday, I found a bronze mirror hanging above the north gate."

"At first, the little one didn't take it seriously, until just now, the little one heard from the brothers at the south gate that there is also a bronze mirror over there."

"So the little one walked around the outside of the city wall and found that there are exactly the same bronze mirrors on the city gates in the east, west, north, south."

Bronze mirror...

Xu Chong's eyes froze, "When did you hang it up?"

"The little one has already asked, but I don't know."

Old Man Yang shook his head.

"Where else?"

Xu Chong asked again.

"There are only four city gates, and there are no other parts of the city wall."

Old man Yang replied.

Xu Chong thought for a while, and said: "I see, you go and tell the brothers, let everyone ignore it, and everything will be as usual."

"Yes."

Old man Yang responded, took his leave and left.

Xu Chong narrowed his eyes.

If nothing else, this should be what Fu Yuanlong used to monitor the water ghosts, or the rebels.

However, if it is only found on the city gate, how can we prevent the rebels from overcoming the wall?
Could it be that just four mirrors can cover the whole city?

"never mind…"

"It has nothing to do with me."

"It's best for Fu Yuanlong to stay safe and secure until the imperial court reinforces him, and don't make any trouble."

Shaking his head, Xu Chong was immersed in the practice of Zhefeng Shou again.

And so on day after day.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Fu Yuanlong never reappeared even once.

On the contrary, the blood-clothed guards he brought often appeared everywhere in the city, and they didn't talk to anyone, just walking back and forth aimlessly.

Slowly, the people got used to the existence of these people, and their daily activities returned to normal.

Wang Hezhi was even more straightforward. Seeing that the chief of the Bloody Guards did not show up, he became the magistrate of the hands-off county. He still handed over the yamen's affairs to Xu Chong, and went back to the county school to teach.

It seemed that he was willing to be the county magistrate just to let Xu Chong enter the Daqing arsenal.

In his words, when Xu Chong was in power, he was good to the officials and the common people.

In this regard, Xu Chong did not feel any dissatisfaction.

Anyway, the affairs of the county government don't need to bother too much, just ask the sixth room occasionally, and let Zhao Liu lecture the team of government officials.

However, after Zhao Liu asked, Xu Chong also realized that the influence was not very good, so he changed the place of shaking the flower hand to the Dian Shi official's house, and closed the door to shake it secretly.

The only problem is...

Shaking Flower Hands are always Shaking Flower Hands, and have not evolved into Folding Wind Hands.

Half a month has passed, and the spiritual source has increased by 1 point again, but there is no movement in Zhefeng Shou.

"It stands to reason that my body has great medicine as a foundation, and my aptitude should be extremely good. Why can't I even master a single martial art?"

"You know, my Zhengyang Jin broke through to the first level of enlightenment after practicing for a quarter of an hour."

"Isn't this the reason for qualifications, is it some other factor?"

Xu Chong rubbed his chin, and pondered: "It can't be a factor of location... Is there a qualification bonus at the door of the study? This is too ridiculous."

The only time he showed his aptitude was to practice Zhengyang energy at the door of the study.

Although he felt that the possibility was too small, Xu Chong still planned to go back and try.

"Wait until after get off work."

After all, Fu Yuanlong was in Canglong, and if there was an emergency that required him to cooperate, it would be bad if he couldn't find anyone.

He didn't think the friendship between the two was so deep, and it was reasonable to try not to give them the chance to make trouble.

With this in mind, Xu Chong didn't hold back any more, and went for a stroll around the sixth room.

Zhao Liu followed behind, so excited that he was dying.

Half a month, half a month!
The adults have been shaking the flowers for half a month!

Who can believe it?

Well... if it can be said, at least someone else can share it.

But he didn't dare to pass it on at all.

For half a month, it can be regarded as suffocating.

Today, the adults finally came out!

And it's not because of official business, it's because of the initiative!
Looking at Xu Chong's back, Zhao Liu felt an inexplicable urge to cry.

It wasn't until Youshi Yamen scattered that this emotion slowly faded away.

Xu Chong didn't know that Zhao Liunao made up so much, and returned to Xu's mansion again after half a month.

This time, Lao Li was not able to wait in the outer courtyard for the first time, probably because he was really not sure when Xu Chong would come back, and it was not a problem for Lao Shou to wait there.

Xu Chong didn't care too much, he casually summoned a maid to give some instructions, and then went straight to the study.

I have to say that the air quality in this world is really good, with almost no dust pollution.

The study room was always locked for half a month or a few months, during which time no one took care of it, but Xu Chong never got dust on the desks and chairs.

"Try and talk."

Xu Chong didn't sit down, opened the door of the room, and stood at the door to practice folding wind.

Hoo, hoo...

The sound of breaking wind remains.

In fact, it's not really a handshake either.

Probing, holding, supporting, pushing, turning, brushing, standing, pressing...

There are more than 30 actions in total.

It's just that when Xu Chong is practicing, he will unconsciously loosen a bit of suppression of Zhengyang energy, resulting in a faster speed, which cannot be followed by the naked eye of ordinary people, and looks a lot like a swinging hand.

Xu Chong was immersed in the practice.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Not practiced.

Two quarters of an hour passed, still no practice.

Half an hour passed, still the same.

Xu Chong stopped and frowned: "Why can't I get in..."

Obviously there is a complete method, but instead of wasting the spiritual source to improve?
Xu Chong was very unwilling.

"You practiced wrong, of course you can't get in."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Xu Chong's dead spirit froze, and he turned around abruptly.

A crooked old man was sitting in the study, looking at him teasingly.

Old Li!

Butler Li!

(End of this chapter)