It is impossible for a pottery bowl to shatter out of thin air, and Yin Le has not learned the skill of hitting a cow from a distance.

So. Dalang looked up in shock. Where is the dart? Where is the person?

Yin Le walked out from behind the pillar with two darts tied with strings in his hands. The two broken bowls were shattered by these two special darts.

"How about it? Is this credible now?" Yin Le came up to the brother and sister, put his hands on his hips and asked with a smile.

Si Niang exclaimed, stared at the dart in her hand with her big eyes and asked curiously: "Senior Sister Le, why do you tie a string to the dart?"

Dalang also looked over curiously. Although he didn't want to say it, he was indeed convinced.

After all, Senior Sister Le had only started practicing martial arts for more than two months. If she hadn't worked hard in secret, it would have been impossible for her to master this hidden weapon in such a short time.

Yin Le took the dart with the string wrapped around it and showed it to the brother and sister.

Other people's darts had red ropes or other markings tied to the tails, but hers were all tied with thin, strong multi-strand ropes.

Yin Le asked proudly, "Great, right? This way I don't have to run around picking up darts!"

Of course, she also left eight without ropes, which could be used at longer distances.

Moreover, if the distance is too far, the rope will be too long and will increase the weight and resistance, greatly reducing the power of the dart.

Erlang and Sanlang ran over, looked at the dart with the string, then looked at the broken pottery bowl on the ground, and whispered in unison: "Can it be like this?"

Why not? Yin Le put the dart into his belt, squatted down and picked up the broken pottery while saying:

“Good things may not be suitable for you, but what suits you is the best.”

The four siblings nodded and said, "Yes, I've learned something."

Thinking about collecting rent tomorrow, the four children looked at each other, quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and prepared for collecting rent tomorrow together, feeling excited and expectant.

Qin Yao returned to her bedroom, closed the door to block out the noisy sounds in the yard, lit the candle in the room, sat down at the table, and opened the letter she had not read yet.

The letter was opened, and unlike the previous complicated style, this time it only had two pages.

Seeing the four playful words at the beginning "Greetings to my wife", Qin Yao raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt that these busy and tiring days were finally a little more interesting.

[My dear, Awang and I have arrived safely in Yingtian Prefecture. If nothing goes wrong, I will have entered the examination room when you receive this letter. Wish me a high score, my dear!]

The rest of the article is Liu Ji's greetings to his family.

[Wife, is Dalang ok? Is Erlang ok? Is Sanlang ok? Is Si Niang ok? Are Lao Huang and Lao Qing ok? Are you ok? ]

[Awang and I are very good, the teacher is very good, the junior brother is also very good, Shitou and Agu are all very good]

Qin Yao frowned. She reasonably suspected that Liu Ji was adding too many words just to fill up the piece of letter paper and make it look better.

At the end of the letter, there is a sentence that is not so nonsense: [My wife, I miss you very much. ]

"Hiss~" Qin Yao suddenly felt her teeth sour. She looked up and saw the honey and plum drink that Li had just brought on the table. She quickly picked it up and took a big gulp.

The sweetness of honey instantly swept away the sourness, and my teeth finally felt comfortable.

Qin Yao put down the letter and turned around. Outside the wide open window, broken stars were scattered in the night sky.

Several lanterns in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze. The people who were noisy in the courtyard just now disappeared without knowing when. The whole world was unusually quiet. The sound of the mountain breeze could be clearly heard.

"Yin Le! It's time for extra class!"

Qin Yao stood up suddenly, shouted towards the backyard, strode out of the door, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the back mountain.

Yin Le's nervous response came from the newly built side room in the backyard. Then the door opened, and Yin Le hurriedly followed his master's pace while tying his training clothes.

The master and his disciple practiced until the beginning of the night before they came down from the back mountain. Yin Le was exhausted.

One advantage of the Li family moving back was that the master and apprentice could take a bath and go back to their room to sleep when they came home at night.

A large pot of water was heated in the kitchen. The master and the apprentice each had a bucket of hot water. One was in the old shower room, and the other went to the newly built shower room in the backyard. After hurriedly taking a battle bath, all the lights in the yard went out, and everything returned to silence.

Before falling asleep, Qin Yao was still thinking about how to divert the villagers' hatred tomorrow morning.

After thinking about it, I gave up.

Let’s think about tomorrow’s affairs tomorrow, it’s time to meet Zhou Gong!

After a good night’s sleep, Qin Yao woke up naturally.

She didn't know whether she was used to it or was just too sleepy, but she didn't hear the noise of Yin Le going out to fetch water in the early morning.

When Qin Yao got up, the family's ox cart and horse carriage had already been set up and parked outside the gate.

The four siblings had specially changed into cool linen clothes for ease of travel, and were loading the things they needed to take into the car.

Bring a few pairs of baskets from home so that you can bring back more rice and make fewer trips.

There are also abacus and scales, which are the most important items and must not be left behind.

The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were all packed in Erlang's book box. He stuffed the entire book box into the car, clapped his hands, and then came back to have breakfast.

Today's breakfast is light, white porridge with side dishes. Having this on a hot morning will make you feel comfortable for the whole day.

After breakfast, the mother and her five children, plus Yin Le, went out together.

Yin Le drove the carriage with Erlang, Sanlang and Si Niang.

Dalang drove the ox cart by himself. Qin Yao was not too reassured, so she rode in the same cart with him to the village well. She was relieved to find that the young boy drove the ox cart very well.

"Drive slowly on the road." Qin Yao reminded.

A few people responded with a smile, and drove steadily out of Liujia Village and headed towards the town.

Qin Yao watched them drive away until they disappeared from view. Then she withdrew her gaze, calmed herself down, and started to get down to business.

He unfolded the tax document copied from the head of the village, smeared it with the porridge he brought from home, blew on it slightly, and then, taking advantage of the stickiness, posted the document on the village notice board.

The villagers gathered around and asked with concern: "Village head, is this the grain tax clerk?"

Seeing Qin Yao nod, more villagers gathered around. People surrounded the notice board, and those who could read read the contents of the document to other villagers.

Qin Yao stood aside, adding comments all the time.

When the villagers were shocked to learn about the increase in grain tax this year and were about to question her, Qin Yao shouted first:

"I know everyone is anxious, but please wait and listen to me!"

All the villagers looked towards her.

Qin Yao was surrounded by a pair of eyes full of anger and confusion. She gritted her teeth and solemnly condemned:

"It's all because the village head kept it a secret. Otherwise, I wouldn't have learned about the imperial court's increase in grain taxes only after I came back from town last night, causing everyone to be unprepared and suffer injustice."

The confusion in the villagers' eyes suddenly cleared up, and they said to Qin Yao generously: "Don't blame the village chief, it's the village head who should be blamed. He concealed such a big news and told it at the last minute, making everyone unhappy!"

The village head who was far away in the town suddenly sneezed loudly and looked at the scorching sun above his head in surprise.

It’s not cold, why do I feel a chill on my back?