After the girl's tearful explanation, Wu Ming finally understood the situation.
The cause of this matter could be summed up in three words — — Widowed Family!
Li Xiuyun's parents were dead, and there was no male heir in the family, no son to inherit the family business. In the eyes of other villagers, it was a matter of course that the family had no heir.
Needless to say, the Li family still had some assets. With the sum of money that Wu Ming had left behind, there were indeed many people who coveted it.
If Li Xiuyun went back like this, it would be light if she could not keep the family business. She would lose both the person and the money, and in the end, she might even be sold somewhere.
"Then you'll be fine here … Oh!"
Wu Ming patted his head and finally remembered that he was also from the privileged class.
Lin Qi's death was a huge matter, yet not a single bailiff dared to come to the Wu Clan's door for so many days. It was clear how arrogant and despotic the Wu Clan was.
And Li Xiuyun was under the protection of the Wu family. It was even rumored that she was Young Master Wu's concubine. Even if she was half a concubine and half a maid, ordinary villagers would not dare to covet her.
"Young Master Wan Wangming, please don't drive me away. I will repay you in my next life …"
After Li Xiuyun finished speaking, she knelt down in tears, which made Wu Ming quite embarrassed.
"Forget it … You can stay as long as you want!"
Wu Ming waved his hand, thinking that the Wu family was a big family and did not care about raising an idle person.
On the other hand, Li Xiuyun had red lips and white teeth, and there was a hint of seduction between her eyebrows. Her figure was not bad. That foppish playboy had good taste.
As if seeing Wu Ming's gaze, Li Xiuyun blushed and lowered her neck.
According to the current situation, no matter what the master of the family, Wu Ming, did to her, he would have no qualms about it. But Wu Ming just walked past slowly and said nothing.
"But … I can't just listen to this girl's side of the story. Raising her is a good deed, but I still have to send someone to watch her, if …"
Li Xiuyun, who had her back to Wu Ming, did not see Wu Ming turn around and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
…
On the training field, Feng Han was dressed in a tight suit. His expression was cold and stiff.
"What I practice is the Vajra Vigorous Eagle Claw Hand! This martial art has spread far and wide, and there are many sects. I belong to the 'Heavenly Eagle' lineage, and their secret technique is the 'Heavenly Eagle Thirteen Consecutive Strikes'. Once mastered, one will be like a soaring eagle, swooping down with extreme ferocity! "
At this point, he stretched out his hands again. "Come and look at my hands!"
Wu Ming stepped forward and saw that Feng Han's hands were black and hard. They were long and deformed like chicken claws. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. "Will my hands become like this in the end?"
"Haha! Of course not! "Young Master, what you practice is a high-tier qi skill. You practice it from the inside to the outside, but it's natural. You don't need to soak your hands in medicinal liquid or beat them in a roundabout way!"
Feng Han sighed. Ever since Wu Ming said that he would teach him the Turtle Breathing Technique and the Spirit Turtle Qigong, he no longer hid anything from Wu Ming.
After all, although his tendons and meridians were fixed, and changing them would take a lot of time and effort, he could benefit his descendants. Naturally, he did not dare to slack off.
"I have taught you the tricks of the Vajra Vigorous Eagle Claw Hand. Next is to practice! Practice hard! Grab the yellow sand first! Then grab the stone! Finally, grab the iron sand! Once mastered, the claws can be hard or soft, and they can destroy anything! "
"Yes, sir!"
Wu Ming wore his martial arts clothes and looked heroic. He faced the basin of yellow sand in front of him and began to practice.
"Flying Eagle Pouncing on Sheep!"
"Eagle Strikes the Sky!"
…
On the training field, the breathing was faint, and the wind from the claws was threatening. Feng Han nodded. "I thought he was a playboy, but I didn't expect him to have such perseverance and a good foundation …"
Feng Han was very clear that with such a starting point, as long as Wu Ming had half of the hard work he had done, his future achievements would far exceed his. This was the cruel rule of the world! For every bit of hard work that an aristocratic disciple put in, a scholar from a poor family had to put in ten times, no, a hundred times more effort to catch up!
His face was startled, as if he had thought of something. After a moment of silence, he looked at the sun and said, "Enough! Young Master Ming, you have just started practicing. If you don't want to hurt your tendons and bones, you can stop now! "
"No need!"
Wu Ming was sweating profusely. "I can feel that … I am still far from my limit!"
Suddenly, he walked to the center of the training field and moved his claws like the wind. He grabbed the two sides of the wooden dummy and breathed deeply. His nostrils vibrated as he exerted strength in his hands and twisted, "Fierce Bird Tearing Sheep!"
"Piak!"
Two loud sounds rang out, and wood splinters flew everywhere. The two arms of the dummy were actually broken by Wu Ming.
"This … this … Vajra Vigorous Eagle Claw Hand has reached the Small Success stage! And this breathing … "
Feng Han went forward and saw Wu Ming's fair skin without a single callus. It was as if he had taken care of his hands very well. His face was filled with shock.
How could he not know that Wu Ming's hands had been taken care of with a high level of internal energy? There were no injuries on them at all and they were extremely reserved. However, when he attacked, it had the power of a ghost and was difficult to block!
This was the highest realm that he had been pursuing, but Wu Ming had reached it easily.
Such a clear comparison made him feel disheartened. His pride had suffered a great blow.
"Meditative Tortoise Breathing! Long meridians … Young Master, you have actually cultivated the Spirit Tortoise Breathing Technique to a higher level! This is unbelievable! "
Feng Han's eyes lit up. "This technique is full of vitality and is good for health. It is a perfect match for the fierce Eagle Claw! It can be used to nourish the hands, and there is no need to worry about disability … Congratulations, Young Master Ming, you have reached the innate realm! "
In fact, after Wu Ming comprehended the Spirit Tortoise Breathing Technique, he knew that there was no longer any obstacle for him to reach the innate realm.
The true energy stage of a martial artist was the transformation of true energy. The innate realm was just the process of filling the body with true energy, nourishing the source, and returning to the innate realm.
Now that Wu Ming could circulate his true energy to his hands and nourish his muscles and bones, it was obvious that he had taken a very important step!
"After the innate realm is the physical invulnerability stage! You can release your innate true energy three inches outwards and injure people from a distance. It is indestructible! After the physical invulnerability stage is the internal invulnerability stage. You can cover your entire body, including your internal organs and bones. Such a martial artist would be able to defeat a hundred people in the army! You can even advance to the secondary ninth pin with a white body. You can easily get a military position! What a pity … "
Feng Han sighed.
He was also at this stage. It was not difficult for him to get an official position. However, if he wanted to advance to the eighth or seventh pin, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
After all, other than family background, a general of this level also had high requirements for military strategy. He was from a poor family. It was already lucky that he could practice martial arts to this level. How would he have the time to study the art of war? In addition, he had no foundation. There was no way for him to advance.
If this kind of person had no connections, he would at most be an assistant for life or a hired thug for the rich and powerful families.
"If there is a chance, Wu Ming will definitely not forget Master Feng!"
Wu Ming promised. He exchanged a look with Feng Han. There was no need for words.
…
Summer passed and autumn came. Unknowingly, more than a month had passed.
During this period, Wu Ming had been staying in the fort peacefully like a country bumpkin. He practiced every day and carefully extended his feelers to the outside world to explore the world and the regional situation.
Over the past few months, his martial arts and knowledge had improved greatly.
First, he had completely sorted out and digested the memories of the dandy. He was confident that he would not reveal any flaws when facing anyone.
Then, in terms of martial arts, he had reached the pinnacle of the true energy stage. He had accumulated true energy in his meridians, acupoints, and dantian. He only needed an opportunity to achieve great success and return from acquired to innate!
Apart from that, his pair of Vajra Eagle Claws had also reached perfection. Feng Han could not help but sigh. He said that other than the experience of facing enemies and the path of flexibility, there was nothing else he could teach him.
Harvest in autumn and hide in winter!
For any farmer, autumn was the most important season of the year. It was even closely related to the livelihood of the family.
The harvest of an ancient agricultural country was also related to the fate of the country. It was extremely important.
In this season, as the person in charge of the Wu family, Wu Ming could not stay idle. He had to patrol the countryside every day. At least, he had to put on an act.
After all, the fertile fields around the fort and the nearby villages were all surnamed 'Wu'. Most of the farmers were tenants of the Wu family.
Although Butler Wu and the other lackeys took care of everything, Wu Ming still had to show up.
"Mm! This year's harvest is not bad! "
Wu Ming walked on the ridge with his hands behind his back. Looking at the piles of millet, wheat, and other grains, he could not help but comment.
According to his calculations, the harvest of this mu was about one to two stones. Compared to his previous life, it was quite miserable. But in the eyes of the people now, it was a good year.
"This is all thanks to you, Boss!"
Beside Wu Ming, there was an old farmer with a hunched back. His body was lean and strong. His hands were dry and rough, but his eyes had the cunning light of a villager. He rubbed his hands and smiled.
"You, Old Sun, have done a good job!" Wu Ming smiled and looked at Old Sun. "What else is there, say it …"
"Boss … although this year's harvest is good, there was a drought last year. The villagers didn't even have winter food. This year, another cow died in the village. The people who dug the canal were all people. It took a lot of effort …"
Old Sun said with tears in his eyes. "What about this year's rent?"
"Hehe … forget it! Let's just do it as usual! "
Wu Ming stared at Old Sun for a long time. He smiled but did not say anything until a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Thank you, Boss! Thank you, Boss! "
Old Sun was so grateful that he almost knelt down in front of Wu Ming. He squeezed out a smile and said, "Boss, please rest for a while. The lunch is already being prepared. We started to stew the old hen last night. There's also some game that was just hunted from the mountains. Let's have a taste of it …"
Wu Ming hummed and hummed, but he felt a little sad in his heart.
The previous year's practice was half, a full 50%! It was equivalent to these farmers facing the yellow soil with their backs to the sky. Half of the year they worked for nothing.
But even so, as tenants of the Wu Family, they were exempted from the government's apportionment and taxes. It was actually an extraordinary 'virtuous policy'! They were willing and happy to be exploited!
"This is called luck. Otherwise, if they transmigrated and became the lowest class, without food and clothing, that would be terrible!"
Wu Ming felt a chill run down his spine.
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