Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms - Chapter 212

   Cheng Ling originally thought that the right moment would have to wait for a long time.

   As a prepared person, she is not afraid to wait.

   But in fact, that time came very quickly.

   End of January, beginning of February.

  In the spring, all things recover, and the government office, which has finally been off for a while during the Chinese New Year, is busy again. One of the most important things is to persuade Nongsang to teach.

   This is basically the top priority of all local officials. Even if Yongzhou is a famous commercial metropolis, the issue of Nongsang must not be neglected.

   Counting land and people, calculating labor, planning planting types, predicting possible yields, checking the status of water conservancy facilities in various places, etc., all kinds of trivial matters…

  It’s annoying to say, but it’s really annoying to do.

   And these are generally done by the registrar and his subordinate officials and officials. To put it bluntly, Cheng Ling led people to do it.

   The main book is a brick, move it wherever it is needed.

  Cheng Ling took people to the countryside at the end of January, first to the surrounding area directly under Yongzhou City, and then to the west little by little.

  According to the plan, Cheng Ling planned to go all the way to the Yongzhou border in the west, and then from west to south, go around in a big circle, and go all the places that need to be counted.

This is a big and tedious project. When he first went to the countryside, most of the people around Cheng Ling were still full of energy. After three or five days, two of the scribes began to languish. Some couldn’t help but lose their spirits.

   Cheng Ling not only brought these people, but also brought two apprentices, Yang Lin and Ning Xun.

  The others are staying in Yongzhou City, and they have their own things to be busy with, so there is no need to say more.

  Ning Xun was Cheng Ling’s new apprentice after he arrived in Yongzhou. This apprentice was sent to the door by himself. Cheng Ling had no plans to open another martial arts hall in Yongzhou to accept apprentices, but he took a fancy to certain qualities of Ning Xun, and finally agreed to accept this apprentice.

  Ning Xun is a very contradictory person, but he is especially able to endure hardships, and Yang Lin is not as good as him in this regard.

   On the way to the countryside, a group of seven people had to carry a lot of luggage. However, the road was difficult to travel, and it was unrealistic to use a horse-drawn carriage. Therefore, when Cheng Ling traveled, he took two donkeys from the livestock barn of the government office.

   One of the two donkeys is Cheng Ling’s mount, and the other is responsible for carrying luggage.

   Of course, this was just the original idea. In fact, in the end, everyone’s luggage didn’t give the donkey room at all, but they all told Ning Xun to pack it into a burden and carry it on himself.

  Ning Xun and Cheng Ling learned the zonggong. One of the jig methods is called the dangling jig, which is about a balance between the left and right, and the breath is accessible.

   A force of strength is born from the soles of the feet, penetrates the muscles and bones and reaches the five internal organs. When it moves, it grows and grows continuously. It refines the tendons and pulls out the marrow. When it is still, it nourishes the qi and is as solid as pine and cypress.

   This zhuanggong is very beneficial. Cheng Ling not only taught Ning Xun, but Yang Lin also followed.

   But Yang Lin had to carry the burden several times, but he only suffered from backache and could not grasp the rhythm and balance of walking while carrying the burden. After a long time, in addition to straining the muscles and bones, there is no exercise effect.

   In the end, carrying the burdens became Ning Xun’s daily routine, and the two donkeys stopped instead.

   On this day, they left the territory directly under the prefecture city and arrived in Mingshan County, which is subordinate to Yongzhou.

  Mingshan County is named after mountains, so naturally, the characteristics of the entire county are that there are many mountains.

  In ancient times, there were many mountains, and it was inevitable that the transportation was inconvenient. Therefore, Mingshan County was especially poor, and it was the lower county of Yongzhou.

  Cheng Ling took people through the county seat, brought a book from the county government, and waded through mountains and rivers, and gradually penetrated into some remote villages in Mingshan County.

   A spring rain has just fallen, and the ground is wet and muddy.

   Everyone walked carefully, just turned around a mountain wall, and saw that the front was suddenly open.

   On the left is a yellow field, and on the right there is still a mountain, but the mountain is getting lower and lower.

   Yao Qing, the bookkeeper of Mingshan County, shivered with a pair of legs that were soft like noodles, heaved a sigh of relief, and said quickly, “Master Cheng, this is Xiaoshu Village, Xiaoshu Village is here!”

   Oh, his mother, this Lord Cheng is simply not human!

   Obviously he brought a donkey, but the chief bookkeeper Cheng from the prefecture insisted that the donkey was empty. “He” did not ride the donkey himself, nor let the donkey carry luggage, and even forced his subordinates to carry the burden all the way.

   It can be seen that this person must be a very mean kind of Shangguan!

   Yao Qing’s mental activities are very rich, and he slandered all the way. Although he walked so much that his legs were about to explode, he really wanted to borrow a donkey to ride, but he was so abrupt that he didn’t dare to say a word.

   Can he say it? He can’t! He is not heartless, and even Cheng Ling, who is a Shangguan, doesn’t ride a donkey. He Yao Qing is a county magistrate’s book, where does he have the face to mention this?

   At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of loud noises coming from the front.

  Cheng Ling and the others stopped immediately and looked in the direction of the noise.

  The first thing I saw was a figure staggeringly running forward.

The man behind    chased and shouted, “Old thief, stop!”

   “Quack doctor, who killed the people in our village, I want you to pay for your life!”

   “Don’t run, if you run again, you will be killed on the spot!”

   The old man in front of him only put his hands on his head and shouted, “Calm down, everyone, this is not a quack doctor! Ouch…”

   Before the sound of the defense could end, suddenly a piece of dirt flew out from behind and hit the old man on the head. Immediately, he hit the old man so much that he was about to fall into a pond next to him.

   In the back of this group of chasing people, a man who looked like a servant knelt on the ground and cried in despair: “Trick the people and harm others, I will follow the master today…”

   Such a scrawny tone immediately attracted a big foot beside him.

   “Bah! You’re the one who makes trouble for the people!” The big foot slammed on the back of the servant Changming, causing Changming to fall to the side, and his heart was even more desperate.

   Just when Changming wanted to close his eyes and wait for his death, suddenly, there seemed to be a blue shadow passing by like lightning in front of him.

   All these descriptions are a long story, but in fact, it happened in an instant.

  From the old man being hit by Tu Kela, to his unsteady standing and going to the pond next to him, and then to the blue shadow passing by.

In the blink of an eye, Changming’s tears didn’t even come out. He blinked and opened his eyes quickly, only to see on the ridge in front of him, beside the pond, abruptly like a big change. Human-like, one more person!

   This person supported the old man who was about to fall into the pond, like a gust of wind falling from the sky, and rescued the old man who was chased and beaten by the villagers at a speed that was incomprehensible to the world.

  The villagers were stunned, and Yao Qing on the other side swallowed hard in shock.

   “You, you…” A villager pointed at Cheng Ling, his voice trembling, “Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?”

  The ignorant villagers suspected that Cheng Ling was not human just because she saw that Cheng Ling’s speed was much faster than ordinary people, and that she was lightly lifted as if flying.