After a while, four or five tenants carrying tiger-beheading knives stepped over the threshold tremblingly.
Li Qinglin's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he moved like a breeze blowing across the water.
When he opened his eyes again, the tiger-beheading knife had fallen into Li Qinglin's hands. Feeling the heavy force and cold blade, Li Qinglin became more and more delighted.
This knife finally fell into my hands! Li Qinglin felt as if his thoughts were clear and what he had been thinking about was finally accomplished.
The spirit should be more rounded.
Several tenants were stunned when they saw Li Qinglin easily pick up the sword weighing hundreds of pounds and wield it with great force.
They bowed in fear and left immediately.
After happily carving the trial beheading blade, Li Qinglin used the double-ear hanging method, passed a rope through the base of the handle, and wore it on the side of his waist so that he could pull it out at any time.
Fortunately, Li Qinglin has grown a lot taller now, otherwise the beheading knife would have to be dragged on the ground.
Li Qinglin looked at the sky.
He had a premonition that after this service, when he returned to Wang's house, it would be time to rebel against Tiangang and redeem his life contract.
Donkey face, Xiao Liu...
Familiar faces come to mind.
Li Qinglin had a complicated expression. After thinking for a while, he went to the wing room in the central courtyard.
Master Fu Wu taught him swordsmanship and archery, although he had a purpose.
But in a sense, Master Fu Wu could indeed be considered his mentor, as he would explain everything he had doubts and confusions to in detail without hiding anything.
It is reasonable for him to make a special trip to say goodbye.
But when Li Qinglin arrived at the wing room, Master Fu Wu's residence, he knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.
A maidservant passing by said that Master Fu Wu had left the mansion a few days ago and her whereabouts were unknown.
Through the red wall as tall as a person, Li Qinglin glanced at the empty yard, which contained a wooden target pile full of arrow holes.
My thoughts were flying as I recalled the months of hard martial arts training.
Li Qinglin retracted his gaze, gripped the hilt of the knife, and let out a long breath.
As the foul air was exhaled, Li Qinglin was like a sleeping tiger opening its eyes.
His eyes gleamed with a sharp light, like a flashing electric snake; his entire body made a crisp sound as he stood upright with the knife in his hand, emanating an unparalleled aura.
Learn the skills of killing hard, and wait for the right time.
Does anyone dare to test the sharpness of the knife?
…
Half a day later.
Donkey Face and Hong Cuicui pushed open Li Qinglin's courtyard door with bags of all sizes.
But the yard and the house were quiet and empty.
There was only a note left on the table by the window:
I'm leaving. Please tell my mother not to worry.
The handwriting was clean and clear, without any hesitation.
Donkey Face stared at the note blankly, put down the gift prepared for Li Qinglin, rushed out of the door, and looked around anxiously.
But there was no trace of Li Qinglin.
He asked the people around him and the guards, but no one knew where he had gone.
All they said was that Li Qinglin had gone to serve in the military ahead of time.
Donkey Face was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered something. He hurried to the central courtyard to find Wang Meng, asked for a warrant to leave the house, and hurried towards the outer city.
…
Flower Cloth Street.
After enduring another winter, the old market chief put on his newly bought fine walking stick and patrolled the bustling Huabu Street.
The man following closely behind him was a new face.
"Captain Ji is here? My family has just brewed a batch of Song Laochun. Captain Ji must come and try it when he is free!"
The head of the bandit group was holding a walking stick and smiled: "You are so thoughtful. Set up the stall and sell cloth well, and don't neglect the customers."
The captain had not taken a few steps when someone greeted him again.
"Old Market Manager! Mr. Xu from the cloth shop in the outer city came to me and asked for a batch of spring silk cloth. Do you think I should accept the offer?"
Hearing this, the head of the group laughed and scolded: "There is business coming to our door, so why not do it! Make the cloth well, don't let me down!"
After patrolling the street for a quarter of an hour and inspecting each stall one by one, the head of the collection finally sat back at the round table with a tired look on his face, squinting his eyes and taking a sip of tea.
He lay back and said to his men indifferently, "The old Zhang who just said he brewed Song Laochun will move his stall to the end of the street where there are fewer people in a few days. He sells coarse silk, so we should arrange a few more shops selling coarse silk in front of his stall."
The subordinate was stunned when he heard this, and asked curiously,
"Captain Ji, what's the matter? Did Lao Zhang offend you?"
Upon hearing this, the head of the group glanced at the man unhappily, "Learn from Ah Xi's cleverness! Old Xu said in front of everyone that he brewed his own wine, but he didn't take the initiative to bring a few jars to me. It was obvious that he thought I would refuse!"
The head of the group continued, "The man selling the spring silk cloth just now, well, he has a good attitude. He didn't forget me even though he had connections. Go to his stall and pick out a few pieces of spring silk cloth. Send them to the Luzhu Gang and see if those gentlemen want to buy more."
The man seemed to understand, but not quite, and nodded repeatedly.
The leader sighed helplessly, and suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Why didn't I see Widow Li setting up a stall just now? That's strange."
After hearing this, the man thought for a moment and replied, "Oh, is it that extremely ugly Li Xian?"
"It seems that her eldest son is going to serve in the frontier mission. She hired a porter and found out that Wang Zhai will leave the city from Ximen for the mission. The whole family went to the city gate to see him off."
Upon hearing this, the leader frowned slightly.
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A few days ago, the military patrol station in the alleys sent down the list of people who needed to perform land reclamation service in each street and alley to verify the number of people serving.
Perhaps it was just that the captain was unlucky, as the number of servicemen in Huabu Street was just one person short of the "excellent" rating.
An old horse still has aspirations to run a thousand miles, and he also wants to make further progress in his career!
But without this outstanding achievement in military service, he would lag behind in terms of "diligence and diligence".
He hadn't paid attention to it before, but at this moment he suddenly thought of Li Xian's eldest son Li Qinglin, who had sold himself into slavery. He just happened to be short of a head, and Jizhang suddenly felt a little irritated.
Li Xianshi is such a cruel woman, she is capable of doing such a thing as destroying an entire clan!
The more the leader thought about it, the more upset he became. His tone was a little cold.
"Farewell? Li Xianshi, what does my stall on the Flower Cloth Street mean to me? If you want to sell cloth, you sell it. If you don't want to sell it, you leave?"
"Confiscate her stall. People like her who love leisure and hate work are not welcome in Huabu Street!"
…
Happy Gate.
Under the city gate which is several dozen feet away.
In the crowded and noisy crowd, Li Qingjing held his sister Li Qingqing on his head and held the hand of Li Xianshi, who suffered from eye disease and could not see clearly.
The mother and her two children had already rushed from the shantytown to the city gate before dawn. Although they were hungry and cold, they didn't care at all.
But perhaps because Li Qinglin had been secretly helping them during this period and asking someone to bring back money, the three of them were in much better shape and had more flesh on their bodies.
Li Qingjing and Li Qingqing's bodies also jumped up a bit.
"Is Brother Lin here?"
Li Xianshi tried her best to curl herself up into a ball, not daring to bump into the nobles on the road, and asked in a low voice at this moment.
Li Qingjing pulled Li Qingqing, who was feeling a little sleepy, and Li Qingqing suddenly perked up, with her dark eyes rolling around, looking around.
Suddenly, she saw a flag fluttering in the air.
Her eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted, "Mom, Second Brother, the palace, the people from the palace are here!"
Upon hearing this, the two of them showed surprise on their faces, and then carefully squeezed forward.
The troops serving in the palace slowly drove past in front of them and stepped into the armored chariot and mud dragon.
But Li Qingqing and Li Qingjing looked for a long time but did not see Li Qinglin.
"Mom, my eldest brother is not here."
Upon hearing this, Li Xian became anxious immediately. She let go of Li Qingjing's hand and squeezed forward, even rushing into the team with the sound of thundering horse hooves.
Whoosh! Under the panicked gaze of Li Qingjing and the others, a figure suddenly appeared, hugged Li Xianshi, and then retreated back into the crowd.
Donkey Face was breathing heavily, his clothes were soaked with sweat. He looked at Li Xian and the other two and said,
"Aunt, Qingjing, Qingqing, don't worry. Brother Lin has other things to do. Well, he will go to serve first. Don't worry. Brother Lin asked me to tell you."
Upon hearing this, Li Xianshi felt relieved and asked Li Qinglin about his recent situation with a donkey face.
However, Li Qingjing could tell something was wrong from the donkey's hesitant and slightly panicked expression.
A bad guess came to my mind.
Could it be that Big Brother...
His face turned slightly paler and he subconsciously pulled Li Qingqing's hand harder.
Li Qingqing lowered her head in confusion, her big eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and she burst into tears, shedding little pearls.
(End of this chapter)
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