Yuantian

"General Xu, Wu Yuan..." Wu Qiming wanted to answer for Wu Yuan.

"Patriarch Wu." General Xu's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice became indifferent: "I'm asking Wu Yuan now!"

An invisible energy diffused, like a tiger with its eyes open, making Wu Qiming's pupils shrink slightly and his hairs stand on end!

Although he also practiced martial arts, he was no more than a rank six martial artist.

"Wu Yuan, you don't have to be nervous." The dean Zhang Da on the side still smiled, and the sudden cold atmosphere eased: "What do you think in your heart, you can speak up, but as the dean, I still hope you can consider it more comprehensively."

It looks like persuasion, but it is actually a threat.

At this moment, Wu Yuan's gaze seemed to have been attracted by the large stack of bank notes presented by the servant, and his eyes were slightly red.

See this scene.

Wu Qiming sighed slightly in his heart, but both General Xu and Dean Zhang Da showed an imperceptible smile at the corners of their mouths.

No matter how stable he is, he is still a fourteen-year-old boy, five thousand taels of silver is enough to buy a big house in Licheng!

"Wu Yuan, if you give up, you can take the five thousand taels of silver away now."

General Xu bewitched again: "Next year, you will also be able to step into the Yunwu Academy and pursue the pinnacle of martial arts! It is not a lie to be named a Marquis and General in the future."

There was a trace of struggle on Wu Yuan's face, and he glanced at Wu Qiming again, as if he had made up his mind: "General, Dean, I am willing to fight for the honor of 'No. 1 in the four prefectures' for Licheng, and then I will study in the martial arts academy for another year. "

"Haha!" General Xu couldn't help laughing and said, "This is my good man from Licheng, and he is an excellent disciple of the County Zongwu Academy."

Wu Yuan kept peeking at the stack of bank notes out of the corner of his eyes.

Regret and unwillingness flashed across Wu Qiming's face.

"Wu Yuan, you go out with the bank notes first." Zhang Da said.

"Yes." Wu Yuanlian stretched out his hand to grab the bank note, carefully put it away, and immediately exited the hall under the guidance of his servants.

Inside the hall.

After Wu Yuan left, Zhang Da looked at Wu Qiming: "Brother Wu, as the patriarch of the Wu clan, you should understand that there is a strong relationship between them, so don't make mistakes."

"I understand."

Wu Qiming lowered his body and said, "After we go back, we will definitely mention Wu Yuan again and again to prevent him from divulging the matter. It is purely voluntary for Wu Yuan to give up this year's martial arts competition."

"Today, I and Wu Yuan were just lucky enough to attend the general's private banquet. After the banquet, we went home on our own. We were never summoned by the general and Dean Zhang." Wu Qiming continued.

General Xu and Zhang Da looked at each other and nodded with satisfaction.

This Wu Qiming is sensible.

...

Waiting for the housekeeper to send Wu Qiming and Wu Yuan out of the mansion through the side door.

"Brother Zhang, there is one more thing to trouble you." General Xu smiled and said, "There is no need to tell Yuan Han about Wu Yuan's abandonment of the competition."

Zhang Da was taken aback for a moment, nodded slightly, and said with emotion: "Parents have far-reaching plans for their children, and I hope Yuanhan will not let you down for what you have done."

"That's all I can do. After entering Yunwu Palace, it depends on his own good fortune." General Xu said with emotion.

"OK."

Zhang Da got up: "General Xu, I won't stay any longer. Regarding Wu Yuan's matter, I still need to communicate with a few teachers from the martial arts academy to make sure nothing goes wrong."

The County Zongwu Academy is related to the foundation of the sect, and it is not the headmaster who can cover the sky with one hand.

General Xu nodded: "Then I won't send it away."

Watching Zhang Da go away.

call!

From one side of the hall, a young man with a cold face came out, and said in a low voice: "Father, even if it's really a fair competition, the sixth younger brother might not be Wu Yuan's opponent."

"Besides!"

"Father, with your power, why do you have to give out five thousand taels of silver if you want Wu Yuan to give up just a few words?" The young man was quite puzzled.

"madness!"

General Xu glanced at his eldest son, resentful of iron but not steel: "You like to play tricks since you were young, how do you know the word 'willing'?"

"If you give up, you will gain."

"Five thousand taels of silver, what is it to my Xu family? But it is enough to calm Wu's anger and minimize the risk."

"You six brothers, only your sixth brother has truly inherited my martial arts talent. My Xu family will continue to prosper, and I hope to rely on him."

"For him to enter the Yunwu Palace, I would rather pay more than make a mistake." General Xu said in a low voice.

"The child is not thinking carefully, and I hope my father will forgive me." The young man even lowered his head to admit his mistake, but there was a trace of chill in the depths of his eyes.

...

For 'Licheng', the curfew is lifted every fifth day of every month, and today happens to be March 15th, so although the night is late, the streets along the way are still lively.

In the carriage.

"Wu Yuan, you shouldn't have agreed." Wu Qiming stared at Wu Yuan.

"Patriarch, five thousand taels of silver is quite a lot." Wu Yuan said lightly, "I just entered Yunwu Palace a year late."

"Silver money is just an external object. In the land of Middle Earth, martial arts strength is the foundation."

Wu Qiming shook his head and said, "Do you know why Yunwu Temple only recruits teenagers under the age of sixteen? From twelve to eighteen is the best age to lay the foundation of martial arts. Once you miss it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Entering the Yunwu Palace a year earlier, not to mention five thousand taels of silver, even if you pay ten thousand taels, it's worth it!" Wu Qiming lowered his voice as much as possible, but he was still a little excited: "Wu Yuan, I thought you'd been enlightened in martial arts recently. , grown up and sensible, but you let me down too much today..."

"Patriarch!"

Wu Yuan suddenly interrupted Wu Qiming's words, and he looked directly at him with clear eyes: "Today, do we have a choice?"

Wu Qiming showed surprise.

He suddenly realized that Wu Yuan's performance in the side hall was just a disguise.

"If I refuse, can I change the result?" Wu Yuan seemed to ask himself and answered: "No! It will only offend General Xu and Dean Zhang, and force General Xu to use more risky means."

"General Xu dared to directly invite us to the banquet, and dared to meet us directly, which proves that he has absolute confidence. If he refuses, it will be a question of whether I can survive to the martial arts competition safely."

"Now."

"At least, General Xu and Dean Zhang are not hostile to us, and I can continue to practice safely in the martial arts academy."

"I also got five thousand taels of silver."

"A lot." Wu Yuan smiled, took out the large stack of banknotes from his pocket, and divided most of them: "Patriarch, these are for you."

Wu Qiming was astonished.

"If I don't have a family, I can't enter the martial arts academy."

"If you weren't here today, the patriarch, I'm afraid General Xu would have sent me away for five hundred taels." Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "I kept one thousand taels, which means I took advantage of the family. I hope the patriarch will understand what my mother needs for medical treatment."

"Wu Yuan, you take all these silver bills! Martial arts cultivation requires money." Wu Qiming continued, stuffing the silver bills into Wu Yuan's arms.

But was stopped by Wu Yuan.

"Patriarch, for me, as long as the money is enough, that's fine!"

"If I don't practice enough, I will find you, patriarch." Wu Yuan smiled: "Besides, just like the patriarch said, as long as I am strong enough, the money will flow in."

"How much appetite eats big pie."

"If there are too many, I will only support myself."

"Patriarch, just send it here, don't go in, otherwise, all the houses will gossip again when they see it." Wu Yuan half got up, cupped his hands slightly, and with a light sprint, he got out of the carriage and walked into a side street not far away.

Wu Qiming was sitting in the car seat, looking down at a large stack of bank notes in his hand.

He really needs money. It is not easy to maintain a family!

It is even more difficult to make a family grow stronger!

"Xu Shouyi! Zhang Da!"

Wu Qiming whispered to himself with cold eyes.

He served as the patriarch of the Wu Clan in Licheng for more than ten years. He also had ambitions for 'martial arts' when he was young, but he wasted it in the end!

For the family, he worked hard.

Wu Yuan is the most talented disciple of the Wu family in Licheng these years, and also the great hope in Wu Qiming's heart to revive the family.

"When it's time to bow your head, you can only bow your head."

"I just hope that Wu Yuan won't be delayed by this year." Wu Qiming sighed secretly.

He didn't take General Xu's promise to his heart, let Wu Yuan take the first place in next year's competition?

A big man's promise is like a bear splitting a stick - nonsense!

"Martial arts training, I can't help."

"I can only think of a way so that Wu Yuan doesn't have too many worries." Wu Qiming is also constantly thinking about how to help Wu Yuan better.

...

Wu Yuan walked into the dimly lit streets and alleys, and greeted everyone he met along the way.

The people living in this street are all members of the Wu clan.

The Wu family has hundreds of people and more than ten houses. Most of them are ordinary families. They are generally stronger than the "poor people" in the south of the city, but they are far from being rich.

Go all the way for more than a hundred meters.

Just now Wu Yuan stopped in front of a small dilapidated courtyard, this is Wu Yuan's home!

"Mother, I'm back." Wu Yuan smiled and shouted into the courtyard.