The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Yuan Jing pondered for a moment, and said: "Then you really need to be ignorant of these things, and that the ghosts don't think it is clear, and then the court suddenly launches trouble when it is sure."

Zhao Qingyi nodded. After eating, Zhao Qingyi dressed up again and went to the little beggar. He spent money to inquire about gossip. For example: President Ma of the Xiazhou Chamber of Commerce has several concubines and several sons; The big tycoons Ma, Li, Bao, Feng and others are jealous and rich. Which stores belong to these stores.

After sketching the basic framework in her mind, she was willing to go back and sort out the news she inquired in the evening. In the middle of the night, after she got well, she wanted to go to each family to take a look first, but Yuan Jing stopped her.

"What time is it, rest, don't rush for a while."

Zhao Qingyi said: "I'm worried and can't sleep."

Yuan Jing said, "Why don't you talk to me for a round?"

Zhao Qingyi haha: "Brother~~ I just finished so much mental work, and I have to play chess. How tired! I just want to play."

"Isn't chess playing?"

"Chess is not fun."

Yuan Jing said: "Then we practice martial arts, our martial arts, I have not passed on to you."

Zhao Qingyi has traveled through many generations. According to the rules of the same time, her understanding and creative ability in martial arts are top-notch. She will always become the best in the world when she practiced her martial arts well. However, one should not underestimate the martial arts encountered by other people's different thoughts. It may be like arousing living water and making her innovative again.

Zhao Qingyi was full of interest and nodded: "Okay, I have worshipped the teacher how to say it. If the brother doesn't teach my kungfu, my master will not be for nothing. At most, I will also pass you my kungfu."

When the two arrived on the couch and sat cross-legged, Yuan Jing said: "Our Xuanzhen School's internal strength is also based on Taoist principles, Yi Li, human meridian, Yin and Yang two qi and five element changes, and the name is "Tai Xuan Zhen Jing"..."

Zhao Qingyi secretly said: I really can't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, who can combine so many complicated things.

Zhao Qingyi smiled and said: "Could it be that the three masters have only one apprentice, and where do they find people who have read through Taoist classics, who are good at rationale, medical skills, yin and yang, and the five elements? These things are the same as optics, and ordinary people spend their entire lives. I can only learn to get started."

Yuan Jing smiled and said: "So, it's not for me to accept apprentices on behalf of my teacher..."

Zhao Qingyi didn't wait until the following, and asked: "Isn't it for what?"

"...I mean I didn't mean to embarrass you. It's just that there are too few people in this world who can meet the conditions for directing disciples from my income room. Since you meet, pass it to you, and I have a better chance to pass it on in the future. ."

Zhao Qingyi misunderstood and said comfortingly: "Brother, you don't have to worry too much. You are not too old at forty-six years old. You have such a high level of skill. There is no problem in living more than one hundred years old. Don't rush to let me pass on... …"

Yuan Jing's black line sweat said: "Are you saying I'm old?"

Zhao Qingyi said: "You're not old, you look like you are in your twenties. How many uncles are well maintained, but they still feel greasy. You see, your face is in your twenties, not greasy at all, it's just your temperament. Not twenty years old."

Yuan Jing was silent for a while, and said: "I can live a long time, but I haven't yet...married a wife..."

Zhao Qingyi widened his eyes in surprise and said, "Brother, do you want to marry a wife?"

"There are no elders alive. To marry a wife, no one is in charge..."

Hehehe, Zhao Qingyi said, "How easy it is. In our capacity, it is all right to run an emperor's draft."

Yuan Jing originally wanted to talk about it, but when she mentioned the emperor, thinking of her current identity, he could only shelve it first, but he really didn't want to tell her that he was the "lone star fate" of a woman.

When he was a teenager, a cousin and a junior sister died. In his youth, two female disciples who admired him died in an accident. Later, his heart was like water stopped, and no one was close to others. No one died in vain.

But Zhao Qingyi and him have been with him in the past few days, but nothing happened, which shows that his fate is hard.

"It's not that easy." Yuan Jing sighed, and then told her the inner strength of this Taixuan Zhenjing. There are eight levels in the Scriptures, and each level is arranged according to sixty-four variations.

Yuan Jing today preached her first-order first-order, but less than a thousand words of the scriptures, she had listened to it twice, and she had memorized it and memorized it. Yuan Jingxin said: So you also have this ability, yes, there is no such thing. Ability, how can I learn such a deep kung fu at such an age.

So he explained the scriptures in detail, Zhao Qingyi would ask and talk about his thoughts if he understood it, and would also give high-five applause when he got his explanation. And Yuan Jing is even more amazed by her brilliant intelligence, and she will also be inspired by her.

The two talked about each other without knowing the time. In the wee hours of the morning, she adjusted her vomiting into sleep according to his mental method.

At this time, it is normal for the teacher to guard the Fa at night during the critical period of the first pass of the exercises in the arena. Just like Guo Jingchu learns Quanzhen internal strength, Daoist Ma Yu is by his side, and only after he learns it can he practice diligently.

Zhao Qingyi's Jiuyin internal strength was originally Xuanmen Kungfu, and it wouldn't be very difficult for her to properly follow the vomiting tricks of the Taixuan Zhenjing. It's just that when she first started, she still followed the method taught by Yuan Jing, but in the middle, her sleeping instinct was adjusted to the original way of vomiting.

Yuan Jing didn't sleep, he was very nervous when he rested in a woman's room at night for the first time. Watching her breathe long, her eyes closed, her eyelashes long, forming a line of silhouettes, and soft lips under her pretty nose.

He was in a panic, but sat like a log, just watching. He feels that sitting together like this is better than being deserted.

...

Zhao Qingyi spent three more days inquiring about the wine shops, brothels, and the market, and he was more clear about the relationship between the four giants of the Xiazhou Chamber of Commerce.

And she also found out that the Chamber of Commerce does have a relationship with the Northwest Camp, and the Northwest Camp also needs meat, which is provided by the Ma's ranch.

In fact, meat in the northwest is not as expensive as in the mainland. The imperial court allocates salaries and grain to the northwest camp, and it is impossible to drive livestock to the northwest.

The four giants of the Xiazhou Chamber of Commerce are in-laws like the four families in the Red Mansion, and Li Ye’s beloved stepwife’s sons and daughters are still young, so a concubine of Li Ye’s wife’s uncle Du’s family married Ma Hui long.

In this way, the Du family is also an important figure among them. Zhao Qingyi thought that the current power of the Du family was in the capital, and they had kept a low profile because of the fall of the former princess.

Zhao Qingyi also understood that the Du's family was in Kyoto, and Li Ye was also a leader in the DPRK. It was much more convenient to pass the news. In the past, the Du's family was still doing something under the prince, and it was necessary and filial.

It is no wonder that Li hates the current Mrs. Zhongyonghou and Zhongyonghou so much, but he dare not resist. She is the prince princess if she is valuable, and she is nothing if the family abandons her. Who puts the power and status above the tens of thousands of people in hand, and doesn't want the money sent by the natal family, wants to break all this, and thus has nothing?

Her own infertility may have been caused by the aunt who became her stepmother. She herself did not dare to resist such a powerful force and wanted to use it. However, the stepmother and the aunt had something to do with her.

The stepmother has such a trump card. If Li is infertile, it will be a matter of the family's full support to send her to the prince when she grows up. At that time, Li had completed her mission, and her step-sister took her place. Although it was just a guess, this was the most likely calculation for her stepmother.

Hey, it's also a poor man.

This night, Zhao Qingyi was going to visit the Ma family at night, wanting to see where the Ma family might hide the relevant real account books. Of course, other families should have such account books.

Zhao Qingyi bought dark-colored clothes, and Yuan Jing was confident of his light work and said that he would also go.

Zhao Qingyi felt that his martial arts would not be a hindrance, so he agreed. The two went out after dark and touched the Mafu in the East City.

The Mafu also occupies a total area of ​​more than 30 acres. This is still in Xiazhou City. There are courtyards and houses. The master room and the lower room are distinct.

Next to the Ma’s family lived some close branches of his family or the family’s in-laws, and one street could be said to belong to the Ma family.

Yuan Jing looked at Zhao Qingyi's effort, and even he could only hear a faint voice when he settled on the eaves, and he couldn't help but applaud.

Lanterns were hung on the verandas and under the eaves of Mafu. Because of the wealth, they all lighted the lights before the night.

Zhao Qingyi took Yuan Jingmo to the main courtyard, listened to the sound, and found the study.

Generally speaking, important things are placed in the study room, just as important documents for work are classified and placed in special locations on your computer.

Zhao Qingyi and Yuan Jing touched the roof, Yuan Jing wanted to lift the tiles, but Zhao Qingyi stopped. Because this is the middle position, Zhao Qingyi felt that there was someone directly below. It was true that the ancients were so insensitive, and someone who lifted the tile directly above would never be found.

Zhao Qingyi turned to the edge of the eaves and looked at the beginning. This is no different from an ordinary study. Zhao Qingyi wanted to wait for the people inside to leave and sneak in, but she was still working crazy overtime at night, which made her feel cold.

Suddenly a group of horses and horses curled up, and a woman dressed in red orangutan felt came over under the **** of four girls, and brought a food box.

"Master, Auntie Zhao is here."

When Zhao Qingyi heard this, her face couldn't help sinking: His grandmother's, all his aunts have the surname Zhao, is it destined to be the fate of the little girl?

Auntie is not allowed to be named Zhao!

The door opened squeakingly, and Aunt Zhao went in carrying the food box, and yelled softly: "Master~~"

When Master Ma saw that he was Zhao Yunjun, who was his new acquisition this year, his heart softened and he shouted, "Beauty, it's so late, why don't you sleep?"

Aunt Zhao cast a wink and said: "The slave is thinking about the master, how to sleep well in the long night~~"

Master Ma laughed and hugged the soft body of the woman next to her. Aunt Zhao said softly, "Master, no~~ The slave family has stewed the ginseng soup for you, would you like to drink it~~"

"Drink and drink, you feed me, after you feed me, I will feed you, I will definitely feed you~"

"Master is so bad~~"