Wei Yang was unable to take out the money from King Zhongshun’s pocket after all.

The old man is too stingy!

"But I was very moved by what you mentioned, what industrialization is like." Zhao Yunfu said, "In this way, you can just open your mouth if you want any help other than money."

With his chest pounding, Zhao Yunfu promised generously: "If you want someone, I will help you find it; if you want the land, I will help you deal with it. As long as you use your brain, I will surely use your good means of making sure you make money and never lose money, and you will be able to take our Hami to a new life as soon as possible. Don't worry, if this matter is done, I promise you a future of wealth and may still be granted a title of marquis!"

It's useless!

Wei Yang asked at the time: "What's the use of me wanting a marquis?"

"Yes, but," Zhao Yunfu smiled, "Didn't you say that you want career and love, right? If you have a marquis and you will have a wife in the future, you will like this one."

Spread rumors!

Wei Yang always thought that the old man made a big rumor about this matter, but this marquis is still worth looking forward to?

No no.

The black gauze hat is a sad hat, the python robe is a rope tied up, and the jade belt is even more of a thing that binds this unruly heart.

"By the way, how did you find Aunt Ye always by your side? When did you find it?" Zhao Yunfu took away so much of the remaining cakes and asked this question again before he left.

Wei Yang was not willing to tell him.

"The prince sent someone to monitor him later, and was more careful. If I found out, I was knocked out and tied to the city tower, and hang a 'Chief of the Little Official of the King Zhongshun Monitoring Guard', I'm afraid that the prince's reputation would be bad at that time." Wei Yang warned.

Zhao Yunfu hurried back to the house and talked to this guy for a long time, which was extremely annoying.

Wei Yang practiced martial arts all night, and Ping Ming went to see the cornfield, and the slight footprints on the ground had disappeared.

That was left by his rubbing Aunt Ye’s shoe prints.

"It's been at least two months." Wei Yang sighed in his heart.

He just couldn't understand, is it interesting to be like catching cats and mice?

Hmm.

Is it interesting to be cautious when you are so old silver coins?

"Yawn--" The groom's wife came from outside the wall where the small door was opened. Seeing Wei Yang paced back and forth in the yard, she said curiously, "What way to make money by Xiao Lang?"

"Yeah." Wei Yang said, "I'll forget it. We've earned too little in the past few months."

The five women who came to work together were speechless. Xiaohu, who was wearing coats and preparing to open the door, stuck out his tongue.

He lives here, and the house left by the wounded soldiers some time ago was very wide.

But Xiaolang's words are so scary. Isn't this restaurant profitable?

"The six of us have thirty-five taels of silver in a month. This is the first-class harvest of Hami," Aunt Qin pinched her fingers and calculated, "Let's buy noodles, meat and vegetables, and clean oil, which is about thirty taels of silver. Apart from these, we can eat thirty taels of rice, so why don't we make money?"

"If others don't make money, then it's not considered profit." Wei Yang waved his hand, "Forget it, these can't be counted. I have one thing. From today on, you must not recognize less than ten words every day. If you complete it, you will receive a prize. If you don't complete it, you will be given a halved attendance this month and you will receive all your pensions."

The six people lamented together, what is the reason?

"It's no reason, I just need to recognize words." Wei Yang said, "Yes, I think you are still very sleepy when you wake up early, and your body is not very healthy. Starting today, you have to dance for a quarter of an hour every morning. It's not too difficult. Come and learn from me."

The six people were stunned and just watched him jumping around, but they were three-point cute, and humming: "I was hit by youth and laughed so hard that the spring breeze shook it hard. Shake and shake how good the love I gave you, I will burn my passion, do you know."

Xiaohu screamed in fear: "It's amazing, Xiaolang is calling him a ghost!"

"What's the look? This is called ghost step dance. Don't you like it?" Wei Yang thought for a while, "Then come to the grassland dance. Come on, I'll give you a music and dance with me - I'll stand on the grassland Wangdijing, one, two, three, go away."

Xiaohu stood beside him, "I want to learn this...dance? I'm afraid I'll give people tea and water in the future, and I have to pour the juice into my arms."

So, the office workers of the Ming Dynasty who came to have dinner early in the morning saw Xiaohu jumping around while serving them tea and meals like butterflies.

A royal mansion officer said in surprise: "Little Huzi, what is your way?"

"I was hit by youth..." Xiaohu hummed and took the time to answer, "My little boy taught us how to dance, saying it was very effective in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. I also felt very enthusiastic."

The diners laughed: "The little official is like a little child - what is the dance of your little official?"

Xiaohu smiled and said, "Call square dance."

In the backyard, Ding Jian scratched his head. Why did he feel this dance...

Why are you a dignified master of the world so obsessed?

"Haha, this is a good way. Xiaohu nagged and sang several times in the morning, and actually remembered a few sentences, "Twisted the flying flowers floating with the white clouds," which is a combination of education and entertainment." Shi Lingwei put on the purple gold knife and walked once. Suddenly, how could he realize this step...

"No, this is wrong, the footwork is messed up." Shi Lingwei suddenly said in surprise, "Brother Ding, do you see this footwork? Is there a way to make three-point "Huanyuan Fist"?"

After Ding Jian looked at it in shock, the poor old master jumped and danced the ghost step dance. Oh, it was the square dance version, and found that it was indeed the whole step method of Hunyuan Fist. The most important thing is to be steady and flexible.

What is this kid planning to do?

In the blink of an eye, it was clear that day. Xiaohu quickly cleaned up the yard. Suddenly, he felt that his strength was three points higher. For some reason, his mind was much clearer than the previous few days. He even avoided getting up early every day and yawning.

"This is how the word "Piao" is written," Xiaohu hurriedly stroked on the ground, writing the word "Piao" and then scratched his head, "But still can't write the word "Feng" of fennel beans. Is it necessary to get half of it for all attendance this month?"

Wei Yang was refreshed and put down his short stick and put the seventy-two evil-proof sword techniques aside. This sword technique was so evil that he had just practiced his intuition. The more he mastered it, the more he felt that there was endless changes. It seemed that dozens of changes could be transformed in an instant. When the speed was fast, he changed his path in mid-air, which was so hard to defend. It was a good sword technique all the way.

"It is not difficult to break with deep internal strength." Wei Yang commented, "Sword moves are used and internal strength are the body. Although the sword technique of warding off evil is more sharp and ruthless as you practice, it is a sword move after all, and you must not be addicted to it."

He refined the dry air dozens of times, and practiced the basic knife technique several times with the steel knife. Seeing that the rising sun was rising, he practiced Hunyuan Fist again. When the true energy was stable, the sun just jumped out of the roof.

"This internal skill always wants to bring me to a state of being pure and weak. If I have a state of being pure and weak, who will I live?" Wei Yang picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, thinking to himself, "I insist on bringing you to a state of prosperity in the world. Can you still teach me 'preserving the laws of heaven and destroying human desires'?"

Then he used Zixia magic skills again and practiced again. He felt that the true qi in his body was saved several times, and he felt secretly happy.

At dusk, Wei Yang calculated the days and called Xiaohu to call someone: "Brother Xiaohu, go and invite Brother Xiaoshunzi to come here, and then invite Sister Xi to come."

Xiaohu smiled and said, "How dare you be a Xiaolang and ask for it? I'll call them."

But I am happy in my heart.

At this moment, there was a sound of a carriage stopping outside the door, and a gentle woman said: "The girl of the Feng family, Liu family, is on the side of the little official of the guard. Please inform Xiaohu."

The Feng family girl is here.
Chapter completed!