I'm just a soldier, why should I fight you in a duel?

As the night fell,

the merchants on the street began to shout loudly, preparing to pack up and go home.

The moonlight sprinkled on the mottled bluestone road, with a faint silver glow.

The crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded from far to near.

A dilapidated carriage slowly drove through the downtown, and the snow made a "squeaking" sound under the wheels.

After passing through several complicated alleys, the carriage finally stopped in front of a shop.

"Brother Shi! We're here!"

The horseman pulled the reins tightly and turned his head to shout at the people in the carriage.

A gloomy young man jumped off the carriage briskly without making a sound.

He took out a piece of silver from his bosom and threw it to the groom.

"Thank you!"

"Brother Shi, isn't this bad?"

The groom was embarrassed.

"Manager Zhao has already paid the silver in advance."

He said he didn't want it, but his body was honest.

He held the silver firmly in his palm and refused to throw it back.

Shi Qing raised his head and looked at the plaque on his forehead, and suddenly a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Shi? Brother Shi?"

"This... you should take this silver back!"

"If Manager Zhao knew about it, he would scold me again."

"Relax, one thing is one thing, I won't tell Manager Zhao."

Shi Qing turned his head and patted the groom's shoulder impatiently.

"Thank you, Brother Shi, then I will obey your order?"

Hearing this, the groom's eyes lit up and put the silver in his bosom.

"Well! Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be unsafe in the city late at night."

"Okay!"

The groom whipped the horse's buttocks with a whip, and kept muttering.

"Nonsense, there are Lin'an troops in this city, how can it be unsafe."

Looking at the carriage going away, Shi Qing took a deep breath.

The gloomy look disappeared in an instant, replaced by a simple and honest look.

Pushing open the door of Miaobaozhai,

A wave of hot air hit him, dispelling a lot of the chill on his body.

"Shi Qing?"

The clerk leaning on the counter exclaimed and hurried over.

Looking around Shi Qing, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Have you recovered from your injury?"

"I miss you so much!"

"Why don't you take a rest for a while? You are a great contributor to our Miaobaozhai, and the manager always mentions you!"

Shi Qing's steps froze, and the simple smile on his face became even stronger.

"Yes!"

"Alas, you know I am a mean person, and I can't sit still! As soon as I recovered from my injury, I thought of coming to see my brothers."

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The waiter touched his chin and punched Shi Qing's shoulder with one hand.

"Your mouth is much sweeter?"

"Could it be that the manager gave you a special lesson?"

"No way!"

Shi Qing secretly looked around.

"Where is Manager Zhao?"

The waiter pointed to a wooden cabinet.

"Downstairs."

"Then I'll go first? Let's drink some other day?"

"Okay, okay! You go quickly!"

...

Click!

Click!

Zhao Wancai half-closed his eyes, and kept turning two round iron balls in his right hand.

A waiter standing next to him was telling him the news in the city in detail.

"Are you sure?"

Zhao Wancai took off the melon-shaped hat on his head, revealing a shiny bald head.

"Of course."

"I saw with my own eyes that Lu Qingfeng's whole family was taken to prison by the yamen runners, and even the retainer and servants were not spared."

"He deserves to be killed. A county magistrate dared to collude with demons. He really hates his life."

He touched the back of his head, his expression full of regret.

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have given him so much silver."

"He is a greedy bastard who only eats and doesn't spit out."

Suddenly, Zhao Wancai seemed to remember something, and the speed of turning the iron balls in his right hand became faster and faster.

"If Lu Qingfeng gets into trouble, it won't implicate us, right?"

The waiter smiled and whispered something in his ear.

"What?"

"He's dead?"

Zhao Wancai's face suddenly changed.

"Is there any expert in this city?"

"Do you know who did it?"

The waiter shook his head.

"The murderer hasn't been found yet, and you know what kind of people those yamen runners are."

"Heh!" Zhao Wancai sneered.

"It's better if he's dead."

"Now I can relax."

Just as the waiter was about to leave,

But he was stopped again.

"By the way."

"Go and urge the Wei Xiaowei to deliver the things he ordered as soon as possible."

"Please prepare some gifts. I will visit the Taiping Army tomorrow."

"He broke a leg. We need to fix it immediately."

"Okay, boss!"

"I'll go right away."

After the guy left,

Zhao Wancai leaned back in his chair, and his expression showed a rare trace of fatigue.

"Alas!"

"It's a demon and a traitor. It's really a troubled time."

"I didn't expect such a ridiculous thing to happen in a broken place like Lin'an County. I shouldn't have come here if I had known."

"I regret it!"

"If only there was a regret medicine in this world."

Squeak!

The door was opened again.

Zhao Wancai looked unhappy, and the fatigue in his expression disappeared instantly.

"I have explained everything clearly, and there is..."

He was stunned halfway through his words, and then a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Shi Qing?"

"Why are you here?"

Shi Qing walked to Zhao Wancai's side, clasped his fists and bowed his head respectfully, without saying a word.

"Didn't I tell you to take good care of your injuries?"

Zhao Wancai quickly poured him a cup of hot tea, and then pretended to be angry.

"Thanks to the care of the manager, my injuries have healed a long time ago."

"If you don't believe me, just look."

Shi Qing took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and clenched his fists.

A breeze blew in the closed hut without knowing when.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The account book in front of Zhao Wancai began to turn out of thin air.

One page after another.

A strong martial arts true energy emanated from Shi Qing's body.

Zhao Wancai's face changed, and he immediately stood up, carefully feeling the strength of this true energy.

After a few breaths,

He looked ecstatic, his lips trembled with excitement, and he pinched the iron gallbladder in his hand into a discus.

"Good boy!"

"You actually broke through to the second level of martial arts?"

As soon as the voice fell,

the martial arts true energy in the room dissipated instantly.

Shi Qing's face turned pale, and a little red overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

It can be seen that he was struggling to control this true energy.

Zhao Wancai frowned, walked up, and pinched his wrist.

"Fortunately, it's just a disorder of qi and blood, nothing serious."

"Although you just broke through, you really gave me a big surprise!"

Shi Qing bowed his head deeply.

"Without Manager Zhao, there would be no Shi Qing today."

"If it weren't for your good training, I wouldn't be so successful now."

Zhao Wancai touched his mustache with a smile, and nodded with a smile on his face.

"You are a teachable boy!"

"Shi Qing, how old are you?"

"Twenty-four."

"Not bad! You have reached the second level of martial arts at such a young age."

"Although I cannot compare with some evil geniuses, I am already considered to be in the upper middle level among ordinary practitioners."

"Shi Qing is not worthy of this title!"

"Hey! Don't be so pretentious."

"In the future, as long as you work hard, I, Zhao Wancai, will find you a third level martial arts technique even if I have to spend all my family wealth."

Hearing this, Shi Qing bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a "dong".

"Manager Zhao's great kindness, Shi Qing will never forget it."

"All right, all right!"

Zhao Wancai helped him up with both hands.

"Go up and ask the waiter to make some medicinal soup for you to calm your qi and blood. After drinking it, go to bed early."

"I obey your command!"

Dong!

The door closed, and Zhao Wancai finally leaned back on the chair again.

The fatigue on his face was replaced by excitement.

It's like a ray of hope after a dark tunnel.

I didn't expect that one of my subordinates would be able to make a name for himself.

Zhao Wancai hummed a little tune happily.

He wanted to fulfill the promise he had just made and hold it firmly in his hands.

After a moment,

Zhao Wancai said to himself in confusion.

"But after the breakthrough, I think this kid doesn't seem to be as stupid as before."

"Could it be that his brain has also broken through?"