When God closes a door for you, he will always open a window for you. Ma Ruyue tells Jiang Zhirong that people are always useful.

"What a pity." Jiang Zhiyuan felt distressed for him when he heard that Jiang Zhirong had already been promoted to the position of General Secretary Qian in the army, but encountered disasters: "Not to say, these four brothers are all good at it."

Jiang Zhirong is back, but Jiang Zhiqing wants to join the army.

As a result, Jiang Zhirong or Jiang Zhilu were not allowed to go again.

The two brothers have seen life and death, and they no longer want their brother to die.

They have all had all loyalty and filial piety, one is in the border and the other is in the yamen. They just want the two younger brothers below to live a peaceful life.

Of course he is good at his skills, and he doesn't look at his apprentice.

Regarding Jiang Zhirong’s arrangements, Jiang Zhiyuan said that he could install a skuang or something.

Ma Ruyue shook her head.

It is not necessarily a good thing that both brothers are in the yamen.

"I will find a way to arrange it." What Ma Ruyue wanted to do was to open a martial arts school and let Jiang Zhirong be the head coach. Of course, the Jiang Zhiqing brothers could set an example.

He just needs to speak and teach his practical experience to the students.

"There are several places where the trainees go: one is to join the army. Expert trainees can protect themselves and achieve success. The second is to be an escort. The third is to be an escort." Ma Ruyue said: "It is really amazing that he can be promoted from a baseless soldier to the position of General Secretary Qian. Teaching these valuable experiences can benefit the trainees."

Jiang Zhiyuan looked at Ma Ruyue and smiled bitterly. Why did he feel that he was the opposite of his wife?

These fights and killings should be the man's business, but she enjoys it.

However, he had to admit that Ma Ruyue's skills were really amazing.

Thinking back then, even a few seven-foot-foot-foot-year-old men could not do it.

Jiang Zhirong was stunned when he heard that Ma Ruyue made him the coach.

"Sister-in-law, others will think we are not suitable." If you really have that ability, you shouldn't have lost a leg.

"Your idea is wrong." Ma Ruyue said: "It is an accident to lose your legs. If you don't follow them and let them go up, you will lose your life. How can you talk about the road to promotion?"

Ma Ruyue knew that this was Jiang Zhirong who never crossed that hurdle.

"You are a hero, a hero worth learning from. If you teach them, you will avoid many detours." Ma Ruyue said: "Don't worry, there will definitely be students."

What if it doesn’t happen? A huge martial arts hall will be open to look good. Wouldn’t it be a joke and even more embarrassing?

"There are no students?" Ma Ruyue raised her eyebrows: "Let Jiang Zhiyuan throw the yamen runners in the yamen to practice."

Even if it is a loser, you have to find something that convinced them and then use it as a live advertising for yourself and not to promote it.

"Sister-in-law, how much money does it cost to open a martial arts school?" Jiang Zhirong said: "I still have some money."

He has disability pensions, which is quite a lot.

Even though Lan and the others said nothing, he had never been ready to use the money.

If a girl is willing to marry him, she will use it to do a small business and she will not have to worry about the capital.

He could not marry and have children, so he planned to adopt a son under the Jiang Zhilu brothers to raise him to support him in his old age and see him off.

Now that Ma Ruyue talks about doing something, he becomes more active. He wants to invest a little, since his sister-in-law says it can be done, that's fine.

"Okay." Ma Ruyueyuan was planning to let him be the head coach's monthly salary system. Since she wanted to participate in the investment as a boss, she naturally agreed.

Being a boss is more motivated, after all, it is to do things for yourself.

The "Jiang Family Martial Arts Hall" has a plaque hanging in a yard near the Yichang County Yamen.

This yard was rented by Ma Ruyue for someone to find her, and the lease period is three years.

She believed that in three years, the Jiang Family Martial Arts Hall would become stronger.

"Do you want to join the army and serve the country? Do you want to be an escort and go around the world? Do you want to be an escort and earn money? The Jiang Family Martial Arts School helps you achieve your ideals and achieve your goals."

This kind of admission brochure was written on the wall of the martial arts hall.

Students are divided into three or six grades: three-month crash course; six-month cultivation course; nine-month long-term course.

How could it take effect in three to five months when learning martial arts? For a while, insiders in Yichang County were talking about it.

The facts are indeed as Jiang Zhirong worried: there are no students.

"For the yamen runners who borrowed people, they used it." Ma Ruyue had the idea of ​​Jiang Zhiyuan: "Anyway, they are also taking turns to take a turn. Then let those who are resting come in and practice their skills."

Jiang Zhiyuan felt a little thrusting in his heart. He really felt like he was holding a chicken feather as a token, and even interfering in other people's private lives.

However, since Ma Ruyue asked, he would respond.

He immediately told Jiang Zhilu about this matter.

The left and right mean that he asked him to bring his brothers from the yamen to support him and highlight his popularity.

Jiang Zhilu was a little embarrassed, but he was reluctant to let him go for his brother.

"Boss, why are you going to the martial arts hall?" A young man named Tan Niu said, "It's not about challenging them."

"If you have the ability to challenge them successfully, I will invite you to drink." Jiang Zhiqing also practiced martial arts with him. His brothers often competed with his skills. He knew that the head coach of the martial arts school was the eldest brother, but the third brother was the third brother. Suddenly he had a plan: "Let's do this, whoever you can beat the training? I will invite you to drink. It's a matter of determination, and it will never be a big deal."

Jiang Zhiqing frowned at the four yamen runners who were coming in front of him. No matter how hard he looked, they were all here to find trouble.

"Zhiqing, we are learning martial arts, not fighting." Jiang Zhirong sat in the hall and headed: "If they are here to practice, we welcome them. If they are fighting, please ask them to go back."

In the eyes of others, the yamen runners may think they are very big officials.

But Jiang Zhirong didn't take them seriously.

Not to mention that the person who is the captain is his younger brother, and the person who is the county magistrate is his cousin.

With his ability to fight many times in the border over the years, he is more than enough to deal with these people.

"Our leader asked us to practice." Tan Niu said: "It's better to fight with us. If you win, then we will practice; if you lose, don't blame me for not giving face in the future."

"Please." Jiang Zhiqing narrowed his eyes. The more he shouted, the more miserable he was, the more he would beat him, and he would not even recognize his mother.

"Please." Tan Niu stood up and was a head taller than Jiang Zhiqing. He was just a boy with no hair. He was still here to be a coach.

The two of them twisted together in an instant. Unfortunately, before everyone could see clearly, Tan Niu was pressed to the ground and unable to move.

"Oh, I lost, let go." The feeling of being cut with my hands on my back hurts so much. Tan Niu grinned his teeth and screamed.

He gave up so quickly, this is not Tan Niu's personality.

"Brothers, come on." The three people watching the game next to them winked. What they were best at was bullying the few with the more, and they would always beat him down when they surged up.

The evil one is that none of the three of them can fight him.

In less than ten moves, they were all knocked down.

"Are you not convinced?" Jiang Zhirong was very satisfied with his third brother's skills. His sister-in-law was right and he just needed to speak.

"I can only accept him." Tan Niu looked at the empty trousers and said, "Who are you a useless man? Want to teach us?"

"Because I also taught him." In the past, Jiang Zhirong would definitely be secretly hurt by this sentence.

But now he won't.

Because he has something to do, and he can do it, and those who can do it are not considered useless people.

"I'll go." Tan Niu whistled: "Just brag about you!"

"You are still playing soy sauce when I brag." Jiang Zhirong snorted coldly: "I don't have a hundred or eighty to kill the enemy. Can you do it?"

What?

"This leg is gone on the battlefield, but my life is still there. I don't give in. I came back and founded this martial arts school just to teach young young people." Jiang Zhirong said: "Let them see clearly that the battlefield is cruel. I would rather sweat more and bleed less during wartime. The same is true for you yamen runners."

Although it is a peaceful and prosperous era now, who knows what will happen next?

"Although I'm missing my legs, it was indeed an accident." Because the command was not him, I heard that Hou Dian was ambushed with my brothers, and the losses were particularly heavy. Thinking of that scene, Jiang Zhirong's heart was trembling: "I saved my life. You guys ask yourself, with your ability, can you keep an arm or an arm?"

Even his life will be discarded.

"I can make you change in just three months. Do you believe it?" Jiang Zhirong narrowed his eyes and said, "Of course, if you are even a coward, don't come."

Who is a coward and who is afraid of suffering?

The four of them patted their chests and said that they were all iron-clad men.

However, they expressed their doubts that three months can really achieve Jiang Zhiqing's skills?

"It depends on how hard you endure." Jiang Zhirong said: "The master leads you into the door. Everyone practices. I only teach you the essence, and the practice depends entirely on you."

It’s not how ugly Jiang Zhirong’s words are, but the attitude you should have in front of these old fried dough sticks.

They are oily, you have to be even more oily than them.

"Two taels of silver are too expensive." Tan Niu still felt a little hurt. He also wanted to be good at it, but when he thought of Yue Yin Shao, he didn't want to do it.

"Anyway, it's a neighbor, not to mention that you are still brothers under Jiang Zhilu's subordinates. I will do my favor and will not accept your money." Jiang Zhirong said: "But we have to say it first. You must feel good in three months, and each person will introduce me to an apprentice."

Are there any such conditions?

By the way, what does Jiang Zhilu have to do with him?

When they heard that it was the chief brother and the third brother, the four of them saluted attentively.
To be continued...