Punch in the heavens

Chapter 41

Sure enough, as the dialect predicted, the two of them successfully became the servants of Washington.

I thought that after time travel, he would not have to work, but no matter what, he would not be able to get rid of his status as a worker.

In the backyard of Washington, with the morning light, a large group of people stood in the center of the backyard.

An unusually burly man stood opposite the crowd, and he seemed to be the leader of the group.

"You guys are servants of Washington, you have to recognize your own status, what you should do and what you shouldn't do, I don't think I need to say more."

The person who spoke was none other than Wu Zhuangyuan, the housekeeper of Washington, he could be regarded as the head of security, but no matter how he counted, he was superior to the servants.

And in the corner to the side, there were still two people standing.

"You two, come here."

"Good!"

Wu Zhuangyuan raised his head, looked at the two with high toes, and said: "From now on, you are the lowly servants of Washington, remember, you have no names, only numbers, 9527.9528, this is the two of you lifetime number."

"Okay, go to work, don't be lazy, or I won't make it easier for you."

Needless to say, these two people are dialect and Tang Bohu.After Qiuxiang's recommendation, Mrs. Hua obviously wouldn't care about these trivial matters.

There aren't many jobs in Washington, well, actually quite a lot, but for the two of them there isn't much, and for the two of them it's quite a lot, and it's not really the people who come here.

"Brother Zhu, do you see that we can only stay in the outer courtyard, but Qiuxiang lives in the inner courtyard, what should we do? You must help me, I will entrust all the inner strength to you."

"Don't worry, who are you, Tang Bohu, let me ask you, there is no one in Washington that you can't beat." Dialect asked Tang Bohu in a low voice.

"No, really not. Maybe only people from Washington can barely compete with me. The internal strength of the martial arts champion is only third-rate, so there is nothing to fear."

"Since this is the case, then you are afraid of being dumb, so go directly to Jinmang. See the opportunity and take it in one fell swoop."

"It makes sense, why don't you follow me!"

"I don't. I want to practice. I really can't do it. I'll teach you a few more rustic love words, and I will keep you to take Qiuxiang down."

"Earth-flavored love story, what is this?"

"That's it,……"

As the sun sets, after a day of fishing, Dialect has already figured out the fixed time and place to be lazy, which will be of great help to his future life.

And Tang Bohu, relying on his superb martial arts, found out the houses in Qiuxiang's inner courtyard and some places he frequented without attracting attention.

Accompanied by the afterglow, Tang Bohu walked into the inner courtyard.

There is a sign at the entrance of the inner courtyard, which reads: servants and dogs are not allowed to enter.Dude, class discrimination is so serious.

At this moment, Qiuxiang is reading a book in the small pavilion in the inner courtyard, and the book she is reading is Tang Yin's poetry collection.This is a capital offense in Washington, but how can the girl's love be stopped by these.

"Jiao'e with the oblique bun is late at night,

The pear blossoms are quiet and the birds perch on the branches.

It's hard to tell people what's on your mind,
Talk about knowing the blue sky and the bright moon. "

"Perhaps, only Tang Bohu is a real man. Only he can understand women's thoughts."

Reading Tang Bohu's poems, Qiu Xiang was indulging in the artistic conception of the poems and couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

"Sister Qiuxiang, hello!"

Hearing the sound, Qiuxiang was terrified, and hurriedly stuffed the poetry collection into her clothes. If someone found out, no matter how much she got the favor of her wife, she would be a death sentence.

After seeing the owner of the voice clearly, Qiuxiang breathed a sigh of relief.

"9527, what are you doing here? Don't you know that servants are not allowed to enter the inner courtyard?"

"Sister Qiuxiang, the reason why I trespassed in the inner courtyard was to repay your kindness to our two brothers. If it weren't for you, our two brothers would probably starve to death on the street, especially my idiot brother."

Tang Bohu said in an eloquent voice.

And the dialect in Tongpu sneezed inexplicably, it shouldn't be, since he took the magic medicine, he hasn't been sick, let alone practicing martial arts now.

Qiuxiang put down her guard, she had a good impression of Tang Bohu, and if she could not give up on her silly brother in such an environment, her character was fine.

Although she has a crush on Tang Bohu, she also knows that it is almost impossible between the two of them.One is a well-known painter and wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, and the other is just a maidservant of the grand master. The gap between the two is incomparable.

"It doesn't matter, one person is one person who can help one person. Now that the famine is severe and the lives of people everywhere are difficult, it can be regarded as a contribution. But you, 9527, I see your temperament, it seems that you have studied for several years."

Qiu Xiang keenly discovered that Tang Bohu, who had changed into a servant's attire, still couldn't resist a scholarly and talented temperament.

This is true. Temperament is illusory, yet real. A person's character and living environment greatly determine a person's temperament.

"That's right, I am not talented. I have studied for a few years and even participated in the imperial examination. It's just that I didn't have enough talent and I didn't get the fame in the end." After saying this, Tang Bohu laughed at himself. It doesn't matter if you go.

"I see. I just said why I always think you have a scholarly temperament. Since you have read books, you must be able to compose poems."

"Of course I know how to do this, but I'm not proficient. But I think Tang Bohu's poems are the quatrains in the world. Besides, Tang Bohu is handsome and nice to speak. If he doesn't marry such a man, it's a waste of money." This kind of loss." Tang Bohu didn't know why the dialect made him say these words, but he never relented when he praised himself.

Qiuxiang was a little surprised when she heard the word Tang Bohu. This name is a taboo in Washington, but after thinking about it, 9527 just joined Washington today, so she doesn't know these rules.But he said what was in her heart, Madam doesn't like Tang Bohu, but except for Tang Bohu...

"It's fine for the two of us to know these words. Don't tell anyone else. Tang Bohu is an unnameable name in this place. Of course, I agree with your point of view." When Qiu Xiang said this, there was a smile in her eyes. full of love.

How could this small detail escape Tang Bohu's attention? Could it be that Qiuxiang likes Tang Bohu? It's not me and myself robbing my wife. It's so challenging, so exciting, and he likes it so much.

If he likes Tang Bohu, then he shouldn't talk more about Tang Bohu. Dare to ask anyone in the world who can understand Tang Bohu better than him.

"Actually, sister Qiuxiang, I only know a lot about Tang Bohu, because we have known each other since we were young." Tang Bohu is still very smart, if he finds a topic, he can stay with Qiuxiang for a long time.

"is it?"

Qiuxiang's tone was very pleasantly surprised, as if she could not meet her idol, but she could communicate with her idol to my neighbors about the idol's childhood.

……

Inside the Tongpu, the dialect mobilized the qi in the body as Tang Bohu had taught it, and it circulated throughout the body.

That trace of qi was left by Tang Bohu. After all, he didn't cultivate it himself, so it was more difficult to call it.

However, that trace of qi was constantly consumed during the process of operation, and was also eaten away by the innate qi in the dantian. It didn't take long for it to disappear from Fang Yan's body.

At the same time that trace of qi disappeared, the innate qi in Fang Yan's body was finally successfully transformed into the internal force cultivated by the Tang family's internal skills. Although it was only a trace, it took the first step in martial arts training.

This is a full day and night earlier than Tang Bohu expected two days, that is, starting from today, he, dialect, is about to become a martial arts master.

(End of this chapter)