One month later.

Outside the main gate of Wang's house, the wide street was filled with carriages and people.

There are also more than ten tall and strong war horses, wearing saddles, with smooth and powerful muscle lines and extremely shiny fur. It is obvious that they are well taken care of.

Horses, especially high-quality war horses like this, are not cheap. One horse is worth a year's surplus of a kind family in the outer city!

There were government runners and clerks moving among the war horses and the crowd, recording the names of the people.

Steward Wang and Yu Yuan rarely got together.

Next to them stood a charming woman wearing a crimson silk coat.

This girl was none other than the eldest lady of the Wang family, Jia.

Although she was a woman, she managed the Wang residence in an orderly manner inside and out.

At this moment, she looked worried and warned the young man on horseback: "Xian'er, pioneering work is extremely dangerous. You must listen carefully to Uncle Yu's words. Don't be petty and do ridiculous things like looking for immortals and asking for the way!"

But I saw that the young man was dressed in white, with bright eyes and a dignified appearance. He had a sword on his waist and a bow on his back.

There were actually books and paintbrushes tied to the side of the warhorse under his crotch.

It seems that this trip is not to serve, but to travel and enjoy the scenery.

Wang Xian laughed: "Mother, I don't need to!"

"Don't worry, young lady. With me here, the young master will be safe."

Yu Yuan took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he flew several meters away, appeared on the warhorse, pulled the reins, and walked leisurely to Wang Xian's side.

Only after seeing Yu Yuan did Jia feel relieved.

Wang Xian was naughty since he was young. He was not domineering, but he yearned to seek immortality. He had countless tricksters as his teachers. Every now and then, he wanted to run out of the city, saying that he was going to look for the immortal mountain.

If there weren't special guards to look after him, why would he need to serve as a pioneer? He would have gone to open up wasteland long ago! The Dajiang Law states that everyone from the royal family to the common people must serve as a pioneer after reaching the age of sixteen.

You cannot avoid or flee the military service, or serve on behalf of others! If you are caught, your entire clan will be punished! This law is engraved into the bones of the people of Dajiang.

No one dared to disobey.

For this month's land reclamation work, the government clerks had already distributed the list of people aged 16 and above in the household registration to each neighborhood, and had it verified by the lower-level officials or the village chief.

After all, the Wang family is a big family in the inner city, with strong power and extensive branches. The government has to give them some face and personally send people to summon them.

At the end of the street, in an inconspicuous corner.

Li Qinglin and several tenants were carrying the food and fodder needed for the war horses and putting them on the carriages.

But Li Qinglin seemed to be a little afraid of the cold. He was dressed very warmly, with some charcoal ash on his face that had not been washed off. He looked dark all over, like a rusty sword hidden in its sheath.

But occasionally he would look towards the front of the service team, with a gleam of light in his eyes, adding a bit of sharpness.

In addition to the Wang family, the team serving in the pioneering work also included many martial artists and tenants.

The tenants sold themselves to the Wang family, their lives were tied to others, and their household registration was naturally included in the Wang family. They also had to perform the service of pioneering.

Among them, there was an acquaintance of Li Qinglin...

Ruan Qi.

"Xiao Liu, put it down, I'll do it."

Li Qinglin called Xiao Liu, whose face was covered in sweat, and strode to carry a bag of fine beans for feeding horses onto the carriage.

"You're quite strong, you can move over a hundred kilograms of food and fodder just like that?!"

In the carriage, the attendants who were escorting the grain and fodder were somewhat surprised and looked Li Qinglin up and down.

Li Qinglin smiled and replied: "Hehe, the Fuwu masters in the training ground all said that I was born with brute force!"

After Li Qinglin's deliberate publicity for a month, many people in the outer courtyard knew that he was born with brute force, and even had Master Fu Wu's endorsement!

Li Qinglin will reveal his surging strength sooner or later, so it is natural to give everyone a heads-up and lay the groundwork.

The man nodded in understanding: "No wonder, practice martial arts well and don't waste it."

Li Qinglin bowed and carried a few more bags of food and fodder onto the car.

The bag fell to the ground with a thud, and the wheels of the car suddenly became heavier.

"Thank you, Brother Lin."

Xiao Liu's face was pale and his fingers were purple from being tied. At this moment, he bowed to Li Qinglin to express his gratitude.

It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Xiao Liu was whipped dozens of times by Manager Wang and was half dead.

But the king’s house does not keep idle people.

Xiao Liu's injury had not yet fully healed, but his job had already been reassigned.

The food and fodder have almost been transported.

Xiao Liu carefully took out two pieces of dry food wrapped in clean floral cloth from his arms and ran to Ruan Qi in the service team.

"Here! Qi, take it with you and eat it on the way."

Ruan Qi seemed to be thinking about something and was a little distracted, so he took it a little late.

"Oh, thank you."

Zhang Gong and Feng Dao each gave Ruan Qi a thin coat and a dagger made of ox bones.

The road ahead is long and the development is difficult. Several people don’t know whether they can see Ruan Qi again among the returning people.

When the rabbit dies, the fox mourns.

Counting the time, next month it will be Donkey Face and his friends' turn to serve.

During this month, except for Donkey Face and Xiao Liu, Li Qinglin and Ruan Qi have drifted further and further apart and have become like strangers.

Li Qinglin chose to respect Ruan Qi and others' choice of seeking benefits and avoiding harm, so he naturally saw them off rudely at this time.

The team set off with the whip waving the horse.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Qi suddenly strode towards Li Qinglin.

He stood in front of Li Qinglin, looked straight into his eyes, and said word by word, "Li Qinglin, you know, I have always envied you."

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"I am an orphan, Donkey Face is also an orphan, Zhang Gong, Feng Dao and the others are all orphans!"

"Only you! You have a mother, brothers and sisters, and even if your father died, he left you a large sum of money!"

As he spoke, Ruan Qi suddenly took out a bag from his arms and stuffed it into Li Qinglin's hand.

Li Qinglin took a look with surprise, and saw half a string of copper coins and a thumb-shaped crimson wood in the bag. The wood was as white as jade and water, and gave off a faint smell of vinegar. The smell made him feel relaxed and refreshed, and he felt a little more energetic.

Ruan Qi's eyes suddenly became sharp, "What a natural brute force! It would be even better if you offended Manager Wang!"

"Li Qinglin, if I die, you must come to my grave and tell me what happened to Steward Wang! These things are your reward!"

"If I live..."

Ruan Qi turned around resolutely and strode forward.

"Let's see who can skin Manager Wang first!"

…

On that day, a new group of tenants entered the mansion to fill the vacancies of service personnel.

There was a young man named Wei Liang, about twelve or thirteen years old, who was assigned to raise insects and took over Ruan Qi's job.

Wei Liang was quite enthusiastic. He went up to Li Qinglin and Donkey Face and greeted them one by one, calling them "senior" on the left and "big brother" on the right.

Li Qinglin's reaction to Wei Liang was very indifferent.

In my mind, the words that Ruan Qi said before he left kept appearing.

Everyone is trying hard to live.

It’s a pity that sometimes the harder you work, the more ruthlessly you are exploited.

"Butler Wang. Butler Wang."

Li Qinglin repeated these three words in his mind.

After receiving the money for raising winter insects in recent days from Master Ma, Li Qinglin returned to the courtyard.

Lock the doors and close the windows.

Li Qinglin's body suddenly emitted a crisp sound like frying beans.

“Oh…”

He exhaled a long breath, like a dragon breaking through the air, and the charcoal fire in the house flickered.

Li Qinglin was like a sleeping tiger, he opened his eyes, stood up and shook his body.

The details of sinking the waist and sitting on the hips, collecting herbs and standing still come to mind.

Enter a state of tranquility quickly.

Li Qinglin's toes were firmly gritting the ground, but they were not rigid and motionless. Instead, they relaxed from time to time like duck webs.

Two warm currents came from the soles of my feet and rushed straight to my head.

Li Qinglin vaguely felt that something was pulling his head upwards. His body and mind were immersed in the hot spring, feeling lazy.

Gives people a sense of light and agility.

It was the third level of the Herb Picking and Standing Posture Technique, the Void Spiritual Top Strength! Li Qinglin did not stand for long. After a cup of tea, he suddenly came back to his senses, stepped forward, clasped his hands in his arms, and suddenly pushed out!

'Crack!'

There was an explosion in the house.

Although the sound is not as clear and loud as when Master Fu Wu demonstrated that day, it is essentially the same thing!

A sound that can’t be bought with money!

Li Qinglin slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed across his clear and bright pupils.

In just one month, Li Qinglin practiced day and night without any complaints.

I have pushed the Herb Picking and Standing Pile Technique to the highest level! Martial Master, there is hope! (End of this chapter)