When Gu Chuan and Mao Shisan carried Li Dan home, Ke Shi almost thought that her eldest son had been abandoned.

Even Li Baoguo was frightened and had a thought for a moment, regretting sending Li Dan to practice martial arts.

In this era, there was no saying that there was a wealth of literature and wealth.

No matter which path you take, it is inseparable from the support of money and heritage.

Previously, Li Dan needed to pay tuition fees for counting two silver patterns a year, which seemed to consume a lot.

But by the time of Li Hongru, dozens of taels of gold were consumed in a few days.

The difference is that Li Hongru can make this money.

But Li Dan did not have such ability. Hearing the addition of Gu Chuan and Mao Shisan, Li Baoguo's face suddenly turned into a syrup.

"I'm fine, my second brother bought me good medicine." Li Dan struggled to get up and said, "I'm afraid that I've mortgaged something at the pharmacy and I need to get it back as soon as possible."

He was a rare alert and wanted to change the topic.

"It's still early, so don't worry at this moment," Li Hongru shook his head and said, "You take off all this clothes, I feel you are injured everywhere."

Previously, I could feel the grayish-white colors on Li Dan’s body at Zhu’s Pharmacy.

But he opened his eyes at this time and immediately felt the accumulated injuries inside.

If the practice of a wealthy family uses medicinal wine every day, even if they are beaten, they will become stronger and stronger.

In the case of Li Dan, he can only rely on food to recover, and it is natural that he will become weaker and weaker.

"Where am I injured?"

Li Dan argued.

As Li Hongru pressed his body slightly with his fingers, the pain made his tears almost burst out.

"Does it hurt? I can find more than ten places on you."

Li Dan's bully temper was offended again, thinking about hiding it.

This tastes somewhat like a slow mature but not fully mature after getting older, and I think not to worry about my family.

After being exposed by Li Hongru, Li Baoguo was too lazy to care whether Li Dan was willing or not, so he took off his clothes casually.

What appeared before everyone was a body with a blue and black color everywhere.

Some parts with strong pain were wrapped around Li Dan with cloth, and they did not show any abnormalities outside the clothes.

When he pulled the cloth tapes, Li Dan grinned in pain and tears scattered on the beach again.

"You have grown up and have the ability, and you still hide it when you are injured, for fear that I will know what or not."

Li Baoguo was about to slap him, but then he stopped his behavior.

It was probably because the Li family's money was controlled by him and he continued to invest in the cloth store every year. Many expenses were saved as much as possible, and Li Dan saw it in his heart.

The price of warriors' medicines has never been low.

For example, the big medicinal wine bought by Li Hongru, buying two jars is almost the tuition fee for Li Dan in Zhushi Jiantang in one year.

Li Baoguo was a little irritated to imagine what life Li Dan had lived in practicing martial arts in the past few years.

In short, he had too much hope for his son to become successful, and his sons were under a lot of pressure.

A eldest son hides his physical injuries, while a second son sneaks into a dark business.

None of these two guys can worry about it.

The jar of medicinal wine in front of me was obviously created by Li Hongru again.

This is also mortgaged.

"It's the jade given by the teacher. Don't worry, no one can embezzle the teacher's things."

When Li Baoguo asked, Li Hongru also answered.

Even if there are people behind Zhu's Pharmacy, it is impossible for the other party to do too much.

If he got into the extremely warlike Wang Fuchou for a piece of jade, Li Hongru felt that the other party would inevitably lose more than he gained.

"Go to redeem it early, those people are all human stings, and they eat people without spitting out bones."

Li Baoguo said worriedly.

When Li Hongru mentioned the cost and the choice, he frowned and discussed with Keshi.

It only takes two or three days, and it is not easy to sell a few two-text silver at this time.

As Li Hongru mentioned, this money can only be snatched out in the ceremony of sacrificing.

He sighed several times and had to agree with this approach.

"The two of them also have several hidden injuries on their bodies, so why not wipe some medicinal wine together."

Li Hongru looked at Gu Chui and Mao Shisan.

Whether it is the teaching of literati or the martial arts school, the class is clearly different. If you can play with Li Dan, the family background of these two people is limited.

When Li Hongru looked around, he could also notice that there were several hidden injuries on the two of them.

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Gu Chui said angrily.

"Thank you, Brother Hongru. If you need to do a lot of work in the future, call me Thirteen at any time."

Compared to Gu Chui, Mao Shisan looked happy and rarely had politeness.

It should be because his family's background is difficult to support his martial arts practice.

Many people use their physical growth when they are young to eliminate this kind of injury, but when repairing is difficult to keep up with the damage and damage, old problems will inevitably accumulate.

While practicing martial arts and selling medicine, Zhu family is doing a good job in this business.

Those with family background will naturally become stronger and stronger, while those who barely step into the threshold will be passive.

Whether a martial arts school becomes famous does not depend on these things. As long as the geniuses standing at the head are dazzling enough, batch after batch of families will send their children in.

But there are only a few famous people, and the others are runners.

Even the Simen Hall is no exception in this situation.

Even the upward competition among the Simen Pavilion is even more cruel.

There are 1,300 talents, among which there are 800 geniuses from civilian families selected from all over the world.

However, there are only ten people in the Simen Pavilion who are even fewer qualified to enter the Imperial Academy every year.

Most of these are still children of aristocratic families.

Most of them are running around.

Even if I run away unconsciously, it is difficult to understand the mystery. Those who can only read it every day and spend the time.

Only a few people can break through and move upward.

Li Hongru studied the Nine Classics.

He relied on Taiwu to open up the "Mingting Sutra" in advance, which gave him the capital to cultivate Confucian righteousness.

This is a kind of reverse practice that has the ability in advance and then lays the foundation later.

In Wang Fuchou's eyes, he probably belongs to the kind of genius who is rare in a century.

But he knew his ability, and Li Hongru felt that his ability was far less powerful than Wang Fuchou imagined.

His limitations are too great.

A penny stumped the hero.

In many cases, this concept really holds true, and can even be said to be universal.

"The strongest person in our martial arts school is now the eldest sister Zhu Qingtong."

When Gu Chuan and Mao Shisan wiped the medicinal wine, Li Hongru couldn't help but ask some topics.

"The Zhu family is best at chasing the Wind Thirteen Swords. Swords and swords are all fatal unique skills. Unfortunately, we are stupid and difficult to practice, let alone condense the martial spirit."

"I practiced the Three Killings of Breaking Waves. It is said that it is of infinite use and can fight against several people."

"My devil, we either fight against counterfeits or get beaten up every day."

"That should be because we can't practice. You see, the curator can beat the senior sister by using the Breaking Wave Three Kills, let alone beat us."

“That’s right.”

...

Gu Chui and Mao Shisan muttered to each other, and Li Dan occasionally interrupted in a low voice.

This made Li Hongru understand the content of many martial artists’ practice.
Chapter completed!