I am a martial god, proving the way with a sword

Chapter 74 Celebrity Anecdotes
Wang Siqian was just about to stand up when he heard Song Boyu's words and looked at him carefully: "Go ahead."

Song Boyu immediately bowed and said respectfully: "Master Fu, Hualeshan and I have signed a contract. If I win a life and death duel in the martial arts hall, he will pay 1000 taels of silver.

Goodbye Mr. Fu today, your noble character like a pine and a cypress makes me ashamed.

You once warned your students, 'Don't do evil when it's small, don't do good when it's small'.

But I fight with people all day long. I am really ignorant and I am ashamed to teach you.

I would like to donate these 1000 taels to the prefect's Yamen to help the prefect provide relief to the poor in the city. "

Song Boyu knew that the 1000 taels of silver from the Hua family would most likely be wasted. He could not ask Hua Cheng to ask for it from the Lang family, so he might as well borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and hand them over directly to the prince.

Moreover, in ancient times in previous lives, those celebrities liked to make a defective person wake up and take the opportunity to gain fame.

Song Boyu felt that his current situation was a bit dangerous, so it was better to let Wang Siqian improve his reputation and keep himself safe.

As if he had gotten to know Song Boyu again, Wang Siqian stood up slowly and walked to Song Boyu: "Have I ever warned you, don't do evil for small things, and don't do good for small things?"

Song Boyu kept his kneeling posture and replied in a loud voice: "Yes! Mr. Fujun, the student is dull and has never been able to understand it. Only now he wakes up. I hope you will not think that the boy is vulgar and dull."

The eyes of the surrounding civil servants brightened when they heard this sentence, and some even whispered it, thinking that this sentence was very warning.

Even Hua Wenmin and Hua Chengyilang, whose face was sinking like water, complimented him: "Your Majesty is worthy of being a top-notch character, and the casual words are easy to understand and thought-provoking. I really admire him!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like turning on some kind of switch. Officials, big and small, followed up with praises one after another, and an old official with gray hair said: "In ancient times, there was Zhou Zi who encouraged learning, and Shang Ming was inspiring; today there is Wang Fujun To encourage good deeds, Boyu donated money! This matter should be included in the "Warning Words" and be passed down to future generations."

The warriors who were watching saw the officials, big and small, praising him, and they also started to discuss it heatedly.

Song Boyu lowered his head and continued to make gestures of respect.

Wang Siqian's expression was still unpredictable and his voice was gentle. He actually helped Song Boyu up with his own hands: "You are indeed a slow student, but you are not too stupid if you can remember what I said and practice it. Get up and work hard when you go back. , teach people to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies, and do less of these death-fighting things, after all, it is not good."

Song Boyu was delighted when he heard this. With the words of the prefect, he could pull off the tiger skin of the prefect's Yamen and scare many people.

As long as he doesn't go too far, as an important supporting role in this cautionary tale, no one will embarrass him, and Hua Chengyilang doesn't dare to put on little shoes for himself. If he is smart, he will even deliberately make friends with him.

Song Boyu tried his best to control his expression, and bowed respectfully: "Thanks to the lord for not giving up, students will remember what the lord said in the future. They will stop being brave and aggressive, and they will do more good deeds and accumulate more virtue."

At this moment, Hua Chengyi Lang Wenmin stepped forward and bowed his head to the ground: "This is all the fault of Xiao'er Leshan, which caused such an incident. I am not strict in running the family. I am willing to donate another 1000 taels to help the poor and comfort the souls of the dead." .”

After Song Boyu heard this, he couldn't help sighing, Jiang is still old and spicy, it's really admirable for this official to talk about bribery in such a high-sounding way.

Xiu Niang was confused and uneasy at first. She only held onto her brother all the time. But now she saw her brother talking and laughing side by side with Fu Jun, and she was greatly shocked.

Xun Feipeng also had a similar experience. If Song Boyu's improvement in martial arts only surprised him, then what he did now shocked him.

I can't figure out the key, but I think it's awesome.

Song Boyu and others bowed and left, returning with the Wanmen warriors. Along the way, the warriors, especially the young warriors, were particularly admiring of Song Boyu.

What the prefect's yamen said was only understood by the literati and poets who knew Yangchun Baixue every day. As for this group of warriors, they forgot it as soon as they heard it. Most of them were more concerned about whose kung fu was stronger and whose fist was stronger.

Song Boyu's kung fu was very strong. He killed more than 20 masters in the battle at Xuaya Martial Arts School. The three martial arts masters were simply the light of the young martial arts.

Facing the respect and praise from the young warriors, Song Boyu kept waving his hands and said, "Everyone, stop praising me. Being brave and ruthless is not the true meaning of martial arts. If you are willing to exchange ideas, you can come to Xueya Martial Arts Hall. If you want to hear my sharing If you have experience, you can also come to the martial arts studio to practice."

As soon as these words came out, there were many young warriors who immediately wanted to hand over Shu Xiu to enroll in school. Song Boyu quickly pushed these people to Xun Feipeng.

Xun Feipeng smiled from ear to ear and was feeling happy when he suddenly heard a soft and urgent voice calling him. He quickly turned around and found that it was his wife.

Only then did he remember that not long ago he asked his wife to go to Wuling Manor for help.

"Why are you back so early? Are the people from Wuling Manor here?"

Xun Feipeng quickly walked to his wife and asked.

Mrs. Xun shook her head: "Halfway through the carriage, the horse suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. The coachman said that the horse's leg was broken. I had no choice but to go back and wanted to rent another carriage, but I couldn't rent one in my hurry. I happened to hear that you He came out safely, so he hurried over."

Xun Feipeng took a long breath after hearing this. He didn't want to meet the people from Wuling Manor, but now it happened, everything was the best arrangement.

A group of people walked back to the martial arts hall, and Xun Feipeng cleaned the martial arts arena with those young martial artists who wanted to join the martial arts hall, cleaning the dirty blood.

Ba Ang led a group of people to remove the plaques of the three martial arts gyms of Huang, Chen, and Wo, and asked them to leave Fucheng immediately tomorrow.

The three families did not resist, and if there was no penalty imposed by the governor, they could still quibble and deny. But if they try to be brave now, it may be difficult for them to do well when the officials come tomorrow.

They were hurriedly packing up their belongings. Apart from the fact that they couldn't move the house, they didn't want to leave anything else to the officials.

Song Boyu, as the brightest rising star in this fight, was surrounded by a group of young people and did not disperse until the evening.

Xiu Niang looked at Song Boyu in the crowd, surrounded by people like stars over the moon, as if he was shining, she smiled sweetly, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

As for Lu Qiuming, she didn't want to stay in such a busy place, so she said goodbye to everyone and went home first.

It was not until Haishi that Song Boyu and Xiuniang returned to their home.

Xiu Niang was a little scared, so she hugged the quilt and wanted to sleep on the same bed as Song Boyu. The two talked all night, and they didn't know when they fell asleep.

In the dream, Song Boyu continued to allocate his time, spending one day practicing sword light, and the other two days seriously committing suicide and studying the magical effects of the essence spiral.

He has already had initial success, being able to turn his essence into a spiral golden ball and push it out directly, within a foot of his hand.

But even so, once it explodes, it will still blow itself up, and the nearest arm will be injured, losing part of its combat ability. It is a move that kills one thousand enemies and damages three hundred.

In the historical scene of Wen Xiaoxian, Song Boyu frowned: "This won't work. The spiral essence must be stabilized for a longer period of time, otherwise it will not have real combat effectiveness!"

(End of this chapter)