While it was cooler in the morning, a group of maids had already started practicing arrows. They were like people outside. The bonus was set so generously this time, and the number of people was large. Maybe they were lucky and could get a bunch of money to spend.

Xining also got up early in the morning. She was bored in ancient times. There was no activity at night, and she could not take her group to play mahjong and promote Paijiu. If the censors found out, they went to the court to study a book and said that the princess of the Tangtang County brought her servants to gamble. If she didn't make any money, it would be meaningless.

So at night it was dark and I lay down to sleep.

In this way, how can you go to bed early and get up early?

After Xining finished breakfast, she sat next to the water pavilion with a round fan, and watched the maids practice archery while taking advantage of the morning breeze that was blowing through the pond with moisture.

Without Hua'er, she didn't feel anything deserted. There were many people around her. There were only so many people serving her in the palace.

These were sent from all over the place, and there were also a group of singing and dancing girls from her short-lived prince's brother in the backyard. If it weren't for the county princess, her monthly salary was enough, and her usual rewards, and the Qinling Palace took away a batch of treasury silver when she left, otherwise it would have been a big expense.

"Hahaha, I didn't win...Oh, you're not the same..."

Qin'er was so angry that she screamed at her, "Minister, I always off-target, why don't you help us hire a martial artist who is good at archery and teach us."

Jing'er, who was by his side, smiled and scolded: "You can shoot arrows well, let the county lord pay for you to hire a master. This is a great deal."

The maid next to him immediately retorted: "Sister Jing'er, this is a bad thing. We are from the county lord's mansion. When we go to the competition, we will get out of the target, and we will lose face in the mansion. At least we can make us look like we can take a little bit of it."

Xining nodded: "This is a bit reasonable."

Jing'er pretended to be angry: "Minister, it's okay if you spoil them on weekdays, can you really let the big and thick men enter the inner house?"

"It's okay if you don't need a martial artist." Xining said with a smile: "How many masters are hidden in this yard? Go and shout them out. Just say, "Who doesn't come out, the county lord has important things to say. If you can't hear it, be careful that their master will punish them."

Jing'er was stunned and turned to shout, "Did you hear it? Scream!"

So everyone started shouting: "Come out, come out quickly, the county lord has something important to say..."

"If you come out, you won't listen. Be careful that your master will punish you..."

"It's not just a punishment, even if you don't die, you will lose your skin..."

A few little girls were very terrifying. After shouting, a few black-clothed men emerged from everywhere, and they flashed five steps away from the water pavilion. They knelt down with one leg and held their fists and saluted: "County Lord!"

Xining looked left and right and saw whether their clothes were uniform. They were all black sleeves and black masks: "Oh, there are four, only three last time I looked at them."

The other three looked at the one next to them, and the man could only bite the bullet and answer: "The youngest one just came."

This county lord's mansion is also interesting, even the lurking dead soldiers are also interesting. When he first came, the other three came over to say hello, which scared him.

Xining nodded: "Well, since you are here, you will do your best in the future. If you lack or need it, please ask the seniors here. If there are any difficulties, you can also tell me."

Ahem, I am a dead soldier, I am here to monitor you, not here to visit... If the mask had not covered the lower half of my face, I could see this person swallowing his saliva, and the Adam's apple moved up and down. He said with difficulty: "Thank you, the county lord!"

Okay, let's talk about the serious matter. Xining was straightforward: "You all shoot arrows, right?"

The four of them looked at each other and had been monitoring each other just now. Naturally, they knew what was going on. They wouldn't really teach them how to shoot arrows?

Xining talked to herself: "As a dead soldier, of course, you must know all the eighteen martial arts. You need a master to teach them how to shoot arrows. You can ask for money from the martial arts master for five taels of silver every month. You four, let's discuss it. That's it!"

After seeing Hua'er off, Xining suddenly found that these people were still useful. After all, their Yueyin belonged to her, and they were all so capable, so try to use it.

After saying that, he stood up and shook the balls into the room. The sun was rising and it felt a little hot. Go back to read the book.

"Great send to the county lord!" After seeing off the county lord, a group of people were stunned.

Look at me, look at you. Although they have taught you how to deal with unexpected situations, this is the first time they have encountered this situation. It should be said that among all the dead soldiers, only four of them have encountered such a county lord.

"Hey!" Qin'er asked, "Have you thought about it? If you don't teach me, we will go and invite someone. We can hire a veteran stint. You can only buy five taels of silver every month. You can only buy five taels of silver every month."

One of them held it in for a long time: "If there are no five taels, just three taels."

The other three looked at him and straightened their necks: "What are you looking at? Are you more of you than me?"

One answer: "I'm only two taels."

"I'm also a three-liang."

The last one finally said: "I'm five liang, but I have to deduct more than one liang from above."

The other three looked at this person, and some people asked, "Brother, where is it?"

It's really funny. They are dead soldiers, so how could they ask where they are?

"Okay!" Qin'er raised a bow and said, "Our monthly money is less than you. The most important sister Jing'er is only one tael of silver per month. Now I'll give you the opportunity to make money. The county lord gives you five taels of silver. One tael of silver per person is much more. Will you do it?"

Do it, don’t do it? Isn’t it mean that you monitor the county lord. Now the county lord is surveillance casually. They haven’t left the yard and can still get along with these maids, find out the news, and get money. Give me a reason to not do it!

One of them grabbed the bow in Qin'er's hand suddenly: "Where is the arrow, I'll shoot one first, you guys should watch it carefully."

"Okay!" More than a dozen girls were almost clapping their hands happily.

The other three didn’t hesitate anymore, just like that anyway, teach me!

The four people stood in a row and shot arrows at the target. The shooting was really accurate. They were specially trained dead soldiers.

"Okay, you're so good at ejaculation..." The cheers came one after another, making the four people cum even more vigorously.

When these girls corrected the archery posture, they would touch their arms and shoulders. The four dead men suddenly felt that they had received the blessings they had been sent here in their previous life.

When changing shifts, go back and think about what good things they have done in their lifetime.

After practicing the arrow, Shi'er and a group of personal maids came back and talked about this.

They taught who was very patient and careful when they said that the dead man was ejaculated accurately. They just covered his face and didn’t know how he looked.
Chapter completed!