【Depletion of Heavenly Marrow】

[Yuqing Sword Technique No. 1: Frost Flower]

Gu Wen pointed toward the extinguished candle, and the weak curved sword energy dripped from his fingertips. A gust of wind outside blew out the candle.

I looked around and saw no one was around, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he flew into a rage. If the jade sword was conscious, he would definitely grab it by the collar and curse: You have a broken sword technique and you have to compete with the immortal mind technique?

There are nine styles of Yuqing Sword Technique. You can understand the meaning of Yuqing Sword Technique at the beginning, and then you can use each stance to achieve the highest level. I don’t know if it is the standard configuration of the Sanqing Taoist Sect, or it is the foundation of the top immortal sect. The Sword Technique Taoist Scripture also comes with many insights and great ideas.

Can understand.

According to the records, the destructive power of each move of the Yuqing Sword Technique is doubled, and there are many people who realize the sword moves in the battle and turn the world around. The first move of the Yuqing Sword Technique, Shuanghua, is recorded as follows: [The sword comes out of the frosty flower, hundreds of miles away.

Covered with frost]

He doesn't need a hundred miles of frost, he doesn't even need ten meters, as long as he can cut people down.

But it can't even blow out the candle, and the sword is as curved as a split urine!

Money back!

Gu Wen let out a sigh of relief. His good qualities after many years of hard work made him calm down, analyze the problem, seek evidence and be pragmatic.

Yu Hua shouldn't lie to himself. There is no problem with Yuqing's swordsmanship, so the problem probably lies with me.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and he looked at the opening chapter of Yuqing Sword Technique, The Sword Intent Method.

[In the beginning it was dark and mysterious, but the sword’s meaning was bright and clear to the ninth heaven...]

Cultivate the sword, sharpen the sword, break the sword... This cycle continues to breed the sword's intention, until the sword's intention alone can pierce the clouds, which is the great success.

The focus of Yuqing Sword Technique is to cultivate the sword. He has understood the first sword move, but this does not mean that Gu Wen can use it. His sword intention is still fragile, like a hair.

The destiny is not an initiation, but an enlightenment so that he can understand the techniques.

The higher the understanding of the mental method, the faster the practice, but his magic power will not change hundreds of years of skill in an instant, and the same is true for sword techniques.

So you still have to practice on your own?

This peerless genius seems to have to be postponed.

Gu Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, seeing that it was not completely dawn outside yet, he gathered his thoughts and closed his eyes to practice meticulously.

The outside went from rooster crowing to noisy, then from noisy to peaceful at noon, and then back to silence again.

He was in a busy city, meditating and practicing. He would only be able to deal with people coming from outside. But Gu Wen was already a big businessman standing at the top of Dragon Bridge. Basically, there was nothing that needed to bother him, except summons from the palace.

You can leave it all to Jiang Fugui.

Practice, only practice can be true.

Money can be used up, status can be thrown away, all for the sake of becoming an immortal!

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In the palace, a handsome young man stood melancholy outside the small courtyard. He picked off a pear blossom, sniffed it and looked at the small courtyard.

The first companion, Feng Xiang, covered his face and wiped tears when he saw this scene. He was sincerely moved by his master's affection. I am afraid that His Highness is the only one in the world who can be so affectionate for a woman. If it spreads to the public, it will be regarded as a strange news. Of course, the common people will not pay attention to it.

How affectionate Zhao Feng was, more because he wanted to know what kind of angel could bewitch a prince to his core.

A donkey swaggered out of it, its posture and movements were very human-like, and people in the palace were used to it, and many people even called it the Great Immortal.

It is not surprising that people attach divinity to certain animals. Donkeys are also happy for other people to bark like this. It is also a fun way to pass the boring time.

Another great pleasure comes from Zhao Feng.

When it came to Zhao Feng, the other party raised his hands and saluted respectfully: "Greetings, senior."

Zhao Feng knew that the other party was not just a simple mount, but also more powerful than the Immortal that people in the palace said, and even on par with his father.

Donkey said: "Boy, it's not a big deal for you to stay here every day."

Zhao Feng lowered his head and humbly asked for advice: "Senior, please give me some advice."

"You know that this goddess of our sect has a great origin. There are countless suitors in the sect, and there are many good-looking monks." The donkey paused for a moment, and Zhao Feng asked someone to bring the elixir, so it continued: "The skin is not as effective as the monks.

First of all, practicing is to strive for destiny from heaven. But besides that, Yu Hua also likes music, chess, calligraphy and painting. You can follow his fancy, but this girl usually doesn't accept gifts from outsiders."

Zhao Feng understood and said: "Junior will send more elixirs, calligraphy and paintings to seniors in the future."

"Children can be taught."

The donkey grinned, its teeth were white and cold, as if they could bite through fine iron.

Then it walked back to the courtyard leisurely. Behind it, Zhao Feng stopped talking and chased for two steps, saying: "Senior...can you say hello to Fairy Yu Hua for me?"

The donkey glanced back and said, "This is another price."

"The boy naturally understands."

Zhao Feng felt pain again and took out a pill.

The donkey took the money to do something. As soon as he returned to the yard, he saw Yu Hua coming back over the wall. Before he could answer the question, the other person had already returned to the house with a sleepy face.

Practicing the mind method can relieve fatigue and replace sleep, but Yu Hua stayed up all night to help Gu Wen practice, which not only failed to relieve fatigue, but actually aggravated it.

"Yu Hua, the Zhao family boy is looking for you."

"We'll talk about it later when I wake up in the afternoon."

"But that kid has been waiting for you all night. After all, he is also the son of Tianzun. We also need to use the power of the Zhao family to find the elixir..."

Bang!

Yu Hua closed the door and frowned. Donkey took bribes again and again. The sect and the Zhao family kept doing transactions and never asked themselves.

Can working with these insects really help the Patriarch reverse life and death?

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Nothing happened in January, April 13th, Xiaoman.

The drizzle is continuous and the rivers are easy to fill. People in the city worship the chariot god. Among the sacrifices are a cup of pure water, which may be sprinkled into rivers, lakes, or paddy fields and dry land during the ceremony, praying for a prosperous water source.

Gu Wen took over the palace's weaving factory, which was burned down due to the riots some time ago. Fortunately, most of the weaving machines were preserved, and the only shortage was manpower and materials.

There is no shortage of the former. In this era, all women can weave. With one move, he can bring in large numbers of refugees, with half wages and sufficient food rations. What Bianjing is most in need of now is the unemployed. As long as all these people are provided at extremely low prices, If you raise the costs, you can make money no matter what you do.

Of course, the premise is that you can deal with the wolves, tigers and leopards wearing official skins. They can take a bite out of you, from officials in the capital to petty officials. Many times the money you earn is not enough to manage relationships.

Therefore, big merchants have to rely on a nobleman.

Relying on the palace, no one will trouble Gu Wen. It is very easy to make money to buy medicine...that's strange.

Jiang Fugui walked in from outside and whispered in Gu Wen's ear: "Sir, something is wrong. The silk cannot be collected."

"Why?"

"There is a war. Zezhou County is being plundered by Hu cavalry. The county soldiers are defending the city and dare not go out to fight. Three thousand Hu cavalry are roaming for 500 miles. No one even dares to leave the official road. Now the only choice is to go to the south of the Yangtze River. road, and then transported by ship along the Qianjiang River to Bianjing."

"The exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes have fed them into the belly of the generals."

Gu Wen waved his sleeves and left the textile factory in a carriage in disappointment. He knew that the textile factory would not be able to open, and he originally wanted to take advantage of the new silk market to earn a thousand taels to buy medicine.

The only way to make money right now is...

The carriage drove slowly and slowly. Jiang Fugui, who was sitting aside, kept looking at Gu Wen with his peripheral vision, hesitation flickering on his face, and said: "Sir, all the major grain merchants ask you to do a notarization. I know you don't want to do it." I like to get involved in these things, but this time they gave me three thousand taels."

Merchants do business in a quack-like manner, and big business deals are often notarized by prestigious figures in the industry.

Every disaster year is a good opportunity to make money. When grain prices rise, officials are happy to receive money, grain dealers make money, large households borrow money, and sell their bodies in the tooth market. It is a one-stop service, and everyone is satisfied.

As for their water house, or Mr. Wen, as one of the people talking about Longqiao, may not make the most money, but it is definitely the one with the greatest influence. Anyone who opens a store and does business cannot do without water.

"Not going."

Gu Wen didn't squint his eyes and spoke calmly without any hesitation.

Although Jiang Fugui is still a little unwilling to accept that if he doesn't make any money, he will make it for others, but Gu Wen is the master.

"Wealthy, there is some money that we cannot make, and there are bigger surprises waiting for us to deal with than making money."

Gu Wen rubbed the calluses on his palms and looked at the refugees rolling in outside the window. Bianjing strictly controlled the inflow of people, and it was impossible for refugees to enter the city.

They are all originally from Bianjing, and they were forced to become homeless even under the emperor's feet. So what is the situation outside?

"During this time, you can bring your family to my house."

Jiang Fugui was agitated and he was also a smart man. He asked cautiously: "Sir, do you think civil unrest is going to break out again?"

"It's for sure."

Return to the house.

Before Gu Wen's buttocks could get hot, a group of officials knocked on the door. The leader held a document and arrogantly chanted: "The Holy King is coming to the court, the world is peaceful and happy, and the people live in peace. However, there are barbarians in the north who despise the Holy Power and rob us. The imperial court wants to send troops to expel the Tartars, and even go north to conquer the barbarians. The people of Bianjing have the unshirkable responsibility to organize and train the imperial army to fight against the barbarians. This year, there will be an increase of 10% for the sale of money, Ding tax, banknote tax, and door stall tax. "

"In the past twenty years, all taxes have been paid back, regardless of whether they are large or small."

This year's taxes were levied last year, and this year's taxes were levied the year before that. How dare we still pay this year? You Zhao family really think you live a long life, why don't you collect all the money from the past 100 years?

together?

Gu Wen cursed a few words secretly, and then honestly paid various taxes of one thousand taels.

The deposit is 6,500 taels, after deducting 1,000 taels of excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the remaining balance is 5,500 taels.

This is only the tax for his mansion and all the servants. If you include the Longqiao water house, which is worth ten thousand taels, fortunately, you don't have to pay taxes because you have a water house in the Wangfu.

This one thousand taels is not small money even for Gu Wen. The money he can keep in his hands in a year is only three thousand taels. The other hundreds of thousands taels are all for Zhao Feng. The so-called merchants are not as rich as the scholar-bureaucrats.

Half a minute.

He has been spending money like water lately, not because he earns so much on ordinary days, but because Gu Wen knows that the return on investment in cultivation will be tens of millions of times.

The Zhao family is so miserable, bear with it!

The harvest celebrations during the Xiaoman season came to an abrupt end, and as the officials' collection teams advanced, the sound of crying and howling continued into the night, and the cold wind still howled even as summer approached.

Gu Wen no longer went out and locked himself in the depths of the mansion to practice martial arts, ignoring what was going on outside the window.
Chapter completed!