"Brother Pan, what are you doing?"

Jia Lian saw Xue Pan and the commander walking out together, and seemed to be talking and laughing. Then he felt relieved and said to the other party, "I have met the commander."

"I don't dare. I'm just a fifth-grade military attaché. How dare I call myself sir in front of Lord Tongzhi."

In ancient times, commanders were considered officials rather than fixed positions. The commanders who guarded the capital were directly of the third rank.

But if the commander of a prefecture or county, who is either from the fifth or seventh rank, says this in front of Jia Lian, who was bought with money from the fifth rank, it can only be said that the other party is in awe of the Jia family and is used to being cautious.

"Brother Pan, you and Commander Xue have the same surname. Maybe they were the same family five hundred years ago. They sold you a good bow for 500 taels per stone, so you don't need to come to the door again and again, right?"

Seeing that Feng Ziying obviously wanted to protect the commander, Jia Lian secretly thought that was too bad, but he did not expect that Xue Pan was overjoyed when he heard that the other party's surname was also Xue.

He grabbed Commander Xue's hand and said, "Brother, where is your ancestral home? Maybe you are really distant relatives. Otherwise, how could you have fallen in love with each other at first sight?"

Xue Jinping rolled his eyes in his heart. Of course you fell in love with me at first sight. That's because you got a good bow worth at least 1,500 taels of silver.

But he suffered a big loss. Two bows equal to 2,000 taels of silver were exchanged for 500 taels and a useless one-stone bow.

However, Xue Jinping was not stupid, and said with a smile, "Brother, I am not lucky enough to climb up to Uncle Xue's house."

But after saying this, Xue Jinping still reported his place of origin with a smile.

If you think about it carefully, let alone a distant relative, you can't even hit him with eight sticks.

But Xue Pan felt something in his heart and dragged Xue Jinping to drink. Xue Jinping was not a fool. It was impossible to see that this guy was thinking about his good stuff.

But since he came to the capital to wait for a vacancy, and he himself was only a fifth-grade military attaché, that meant that he had been squeezed out in the local area and could not even keep his official position, so he had to go to the capital to look for opportunities.

But Xue Jinping really misunderstood Xue Pan this time.

This guy really regarded Shi Zhongkui as his brother-in-law, and even more so his eldest brother.

Since Xue Jinping has martial arts skills and can take out good bows one after another, does that mean his level of bow and arrow is not low?

Moreover, since he has no official position and is idle at home, he might as well teach Shi Zhongkui how to bow and arrow.

After drinking for three rounds, Jia Lian and others realized that Shi Zhongkui could break a stone bow and pull two stone bows to the full moon. They suddenly felt that this man was compared to others, which was really annoying.

I have lived like a dog for so many years.

Only then did Xue Jinping realize that the person behind Xue Pan was still a scholar, and he was a scholar who had won the county examination and the government examination in succession.

In my heart, I couldn't call Shi Zhongkui curious and envious.

When Xue Pan stated his purpose, Xue Jinping only considered it for a few breaths before agreeing without hesitation.

After all, he is not blind. Among the distinguished young men present, that one is not a meritorious minister whose ancestors spent their whole lives in the army.

Not to mention that their relationship was enough to make him realize something, even if he took a gamble on Shi Zhongkui, he wouldn't have to wait more than a month.

If Shi Zhongkui has passed both the academic and provincial examinations, and if he waits half a year and passes the general examination in February next year, he will definitely be a Jinshi.

After only about half a year, Xue Jinping felt that he would not suffer any loss and could afford the gamble.

In this way, while Shi Zhongkui was studying, he also had a martial arts teacher.

Although the practice of Changchun Gong is slow, after practicing it for more than 8 months, Shi Zhongkui finally understood the benefits of this technique.

Not to mention extending life, it also improves physical fitness.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to pull the two-stone bow, let alone pull it twenty times in a row. My hands would just be a little sore.

If you don't want to be too shocking, you should be able to do it twenty more times. Moreover, after the Changchun Gong is started, it only takes a dozen breaths, and the soreness and softness in the arms will slowly disappear.

Xue Jinping was both satisfied and extremely envious at the same time.

Even among elite archers, there are not many who can pull a war bow twenty times without shaking their arms, let alone a war bow that can't even lift one stone. Shi Zhongkui's bow was a two-stone strong bow.

I even had the experience of shooting an arrow through a 10-meter target.

Fortunately, Shi Zhongkui deliberately lowered his accuracy, otherwise Xue Jinping would have been even more depressed.

But in terms of satisfaction and admiration, the only things left were the military words that occasionally popped out of Shi Zhongkui's mouth, and the endless art of war books that he could never finish as long as he stayed at the farm.

Xue Pan, Jia Lian, Shi Guangzhu, and Yu Tongfu's family who came for questioning could find connections to borrow any number of military skills they wanted, or even borrow them from their families.

Therefore, except for Xue Jinping's practice of archery and horse infantry with Shi Zhongkui in the morning, he basically spent the rest of his time in his room copying books and reading the art of war.

More than a month passed before I knew it.

Shi Zhongkui, who was practicing cross-legged practice that night, felt something in his heart. He put away the Changchun Kung Fu and took a look at the space farm, and his face suddenly became happy.

After waiting for more than three months, the peaches in space are finally ripe.

Calculating the time carefully, it seems to be exactly 100 days, and I am stuck at the fourth level of Qi training for more than 100 days.

Without saying a word, he just took a peach into his mouth, and a burst of spiritual energy entered his belly. The state stuck in the fourth level of Qi training instantly melted away like snowflakes encountering the dog days of summer.

"It's done." After a long time, Shi Zhongkui discovered with surprise that he was already at the fifth level of Qi training. A peach entered his mouth again, and this time he unexpectedly broke through to the sixth level of Qi training.

But when he wanted to work harder and break through to the seventh level of Qi training, he suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy in his Dantian seemed to be a little unstable, and he instantly understood the truth of too much and not enough.

I quickly calmed my mind and started to regulate my breathing.

But before that, he remembered to harvest the remaining 17 peaches, so as not to affect the peach tree's fruiting again.

As for why there is one missing, it is because when the peach tree absorbed the spiritual energy of the Heaven-Building Stone and began to transform into a spiritual tree, he ate a peach.

But as soon as he finished picking the peaches, Shi Zhongkui suddenly discovered that there were no longer 20 fruits on the peach tree, but 10.

This shocked Shi Zhongkui, and then he thought that a field in space could only produce 10 kilograms at a time. Does that mean that the spiritual peaches he picked just now were not spiritual peaches in the true sense?

After all, there is definitely a difference between 10 peaches weighing one pound and 20 peaches weighing about half a pound.

And there is no need to guess, since the total weight has not been reduced, it must be that one pound per pound has a stronger effect.

Thinking of this, Shi Zhongkui was not angry but liked it. He wished he could weigh 10 pounds each.

After a night of adjusting the breath, the Dantian finally stabilized. When he practiced martial arts again with Xue Jinping in the morning, the twenty-pound iron gun was in his hand, and he suddenly felt as if he could use his fingers with ease.

And my thinking becomes faster when I read.

People who have succeeded in cultivation can subjugate demons, and he seems to regard cultivation as a gain aura, but Shi Zhongkui understands that if there is no benefit, then a fool will go to the demons to practice.
Chapter completed!