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Chapter 123 Arrangement

An autumn rain lasted for a whole three days, and the entire Anyuan County was shrouded in a hazy layer of smoke and clouds.

In Xiang Yang's house, in the slightly gloomy house, Fu Dachun was sitting on the earthen kang, shaking his feet. Seeing Xiang Yang sitting upright by the wooden table, concentrating on wiping the goose feather knife with an extremely precious piece of silk, full of confusion.

"Brother Xiaoyang, I don't understand. It's just a knife. Is it so extravagant to use it?

Not only did you cut a piece of silk that Mr. Zhou gave you, but you also bought protective oil specifically. This small bottle costs ten taels of silver. You can't make this money for many years as a detective."

Seeing Xiang Yang not answering, Fu Dachun was a little frustrated, blinked his eyelids, shook his head, and continued,

"Also, basically every time I come to see you, either practicing knife or boxing or practicing legs, aren't you bored? I enjoy it when I should enjoy life. You said you don't say that you have achieved success now, but you are young and rich, and have a bright future. You should go out and have fun in time."

Xiang Yang held the handle of the knife in his right hand, held the back of the knife in his left hand, placed it in front of his chest, carefully looked at the Yan Lingdao, who had been carefully cared for by himself, and looked at the sharper Yan Lingdao with satisfaction on his face. Then he took the time to respond.

"Dachun, people are different. I want to ask you, what does practicing martial arts mean to you?"

When Fu Dachun heard Xiang Yang recover, he yelled, jumped off the kang, walked to the wooden chair next to Xiang Yang to prepare, his eyes full of enthusiasm.

"It goes without saying that of course it is to avoid being bullied, to bully others, and to experience the envious and awe-inspiring eyes of others. Alas, it's a pity that the martial arts you taught me have never been good at practicing it."

"I agree to not be bullied. I bully others. Do you think I have ruined your martial arts? Besides, you have been fishing for three days and two days of drying the net. It's strange that you can achieve something."

Fu Dachun was shocked when he heard the use of martial arts, turned to a look of confusion, and looked at Xiang Yang closing his eyes to rest, and asked,

"Then tell me, why do you practice martial arts? Are there not the reasons I mentioned?"

Xiang Yang opened his eyes, with a sharp sharp edge in his eyes. He looked at Fu Dachun, causing him to tremble, as if someone was holding his neck with a knife.

"Yes, but the main reason is that I like to practice martial arts and are full of enthusiasm for it. In other words, practicing martial arts is what I want to do. What you say is to enjoy timely is nothing more than eating, drinking, having fun and indulging in life.

But for me, being able to practice martial arts and being able to experience the greatest joy of making progress and becoming stronger all the time, so you see that I am depressed all day long, but I don’t know how happy and happy I am in my heart.”

When she said this, Xiang Yang was full of passion, and the burning heat in her eyes seemed to ignite the air. Fu Dachun felt chills. What is the reason for this?

"Okay, what do you think is right, then what about you for this knife? I see that you are still as shabby as before, with only a few sets of cloth clothes coming and going, but it is very luxurious for this knife.

Please, you are still a member of the God-Catcher Sect now, right? Buy some more clothes and dress up, and people rely on clothes!”

Xiang Yang looked at his clothes, which were clean and tidy, and had a faint soap scent. Isn’t it good?

"What you call shabby is just simple and glamorous clothes, I have them too. I hope that in the cabinet, it is just used to deal with some important occasions, and it is not necessary on weekdays.

As for the Yanling Knife, this is a weapon, and it may be my life-saving weapon in the future. If I don’t take good care of it, I will encounter any ruthless people in the future. Will I be able to spare my life by dressing well?"

Fu Dachun was speechless for a moment. Anyway, Xiang Yang was right, so forget it, and I won’t say this.

"Forget it, I can't tell you, let me tell you, the county magistrate Li and the county magistrate have completed the procedures for your transfer order in the past few days, and sent it to the Shenguan Sect of Qingjiang Prefecture together with your personal information and files.

By the way, County Magistrate Li also reported the matter of Heifeng Mountain Village to the owner of Qingjiang Prefecture. The Du Xiucai was to be escorted to the government office for handling. County Magistrate Li meant that since you also want to go to Qingjiang Prefecture, it would be better to set out together to take care of one or two."

Xiang Yang took the Yanling sword back into the scabbard, placed it on his left hand, poured himself a cup of clear water, and frowned when he heard this.

"What does County Magistrate Li mean? Do you want me to escort him to Qingjiang Mansion? But I have promised Zhou Fugui to take care of Miss Zhou's family for him."

Fu Dachun showed a smile of a successful plan, and his thin face was gloating.

"You don't have to worry about this. Zhou Fugui and County Magistrate Li have already discussed it. You will decide the departure time. Let's go on the road together, so you can take care of it.

The people who escort the scholars who detoxify will be sent from the government, and you can just take care of them. After all, the road is long, and no one knows what happened in the middle.

Besides, Brother Xiaoyang, you have never been to a place that is too far away from Anyuan. This time, when you go to Qingjiang Mansion and be with everyone, it is the right thing to do, otherwise I am afraid you will not even be able to find it in the east, south, west and north."

The original owner Xiang Yang was actually a little ignorant. He only walked but didn't remember. Only those close to Xiang Yang knew about this. Of course, Xiang Yang now has no problem with this.

"They have already discussed it? When will it happen? Also, if I want to leave, it will take at least ten days. I will practice swords during this period. The county government is sure to wait for me. The escort prisoners is different from us. We have to take responsibility for delaying the time."

"You don't have to worry about these things, County Magistrate Li will naturally handle them. Of course, County Magistrate Li did not force you, just asked if you are willing or not, just forget it if you are not willing."

What can Xiang Yang say? County Magistrate Li is very good at him. Anyway, one sheep is to drive, and two sheep are to drive, so nothing can be done.

"Forget it, go back and tell County Magistrate Li that I have agreed. When the time comes, I will notify them in advance.

By the way, after I leave, you have to come here to take care of me from time to time to clean this house. You must not make it like a deserted house.

Also, I may not have the chance to come back at any time. You can also help take care of my father’s cemetery.”

Leaving Anyuan and Shangqingjiang Mansion, you can leave immediately after talking. How to deal with the house? Relatives and friends always say goodbye, and what things to bring on the road are not something you can do in a short time.

Fortunately, Xiang Yang was alone and had visited his familiar neighbors in the past few days. He went to the money shop to exchange his belongings for silver notes and carried them with him. The rest were clothes and the like, which was not troublesome.

"Well, I know that I will visit the graves regularly with Uncle Xiang and offer sacrifices to him. Don't worry.

You should be careful yourself. If it is too dangerous at the God-Slaying Sect, you can go back to Anyuan. I have already planned to go home to inherit the tavern. Then you come and help me. Let’s work together. Not to mention being rich and powerful, it is better than licking blood on the tip of a knife.”

After that, Fu Dachun said something that made Xiang Yang both funny and touched. He didn't go to the tiger's den, so he needed to be so exaggerated?
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