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Chapter 76: Buying the Bottom Field

Battle in the military camp.

In front of everyone, Zhang Jin killed Liu Qiankun from the Liu Family Fist Sect and swept the prestige of Chen Jinshi, the new general bannerman.

News spread wildly.

But the military households at Beishan Fort said they were already numb.

Wu Nian, the drunkard, made amazing moves from time to time. He killed the tiger and involved Li Ding's death. He suspected that Cheng Gao was killed, recruited Zhang Jin and took 800 bandits as his slaves.

Which of these things is not earth-shaking for Beishan Fort?

What is Chen Jinshi? He was an official for more than ten years before he got the position of the General Banner. Although his official position was large, he was ordinary.

He is an enemy of Wu Nian, which is just that?

Do you hit the stone with an egg?

Deserve it.

So such a big thing has become ordinary in Beishan Fort. What should the military households do?

After watching a scene, Wu Dangkoo felt that Wu Nian Beishan Fort was invincible and it was difficult to win over his attacks, so he would still remain in a state of staying away from him in the future.

On the one hand, he was worried about his own land.

The Wu family has been entrenched in Beishan Fort for more than a hundred years. After so many years of land annexation, the land of Beishan Fort under its name is also 300 to 400 mu, and there are still some acres and shops in the county town.

After Wu Dangkoo returned to his three-entry house, he came to the main hall to sit down and asked the butler to find his old wife Wang to discuss.

"Madam. Do you know how to sell land?" Wu Dangkoo was shocked by the way. She was shocked and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, are you gambled? You owe a lot of money and want to sell your ancestral property to pay off your debts?"

No wonder she had too much imagination. Eight of these ten people sold their ancestral property were because of gambling.

"What are you thinking? I'm going to be ready to run away." Wu Dangkoo said angrily. But seeing his wife so frightened, he also patiently told the situation.

Wang felt relieved, but he looked confused. She said, "The methods passed down by our ancestors are all for us to buy land. How should we sell land?"

The couple thought for a long time and decided to sell the fields and shops in the surrounding county towns first. It was easy to sell and belonged to the private property.

And it is also a hot item, some of which are squire rushing to buy land and shops.

Gold is not eaten at home and has no prospects. Only land is the treasure that can be passed on to the family.

But the fields outside Beishan Fort are not easy to sell.

The people in Beishan Fort are all military households, who dares to come here to buy land? And the rich and powerful people in Beishan Fort, all of them are selling land.

Those poor military households can't afford it.

The acre of land outside Beishan Fort was originally worth three to five. It was two to five on that day, but in another day, only one to one left. By the third day, the special code was only half a cent, and no one wanted it yet.

All the flags were panicked.

Wu Mansion. Inside the main hall.

Wu Dangkoo sat on the chair and had already finished drinking the tea on the tea table. He had already drunk three cups of such tea, but he still felt thirsty.

His wife, Wang, also sat down with a frown.

"The head of the country is really not able to sell this field. If you sell it at a discount, it would be boring." Wang stretched out his hand and touched his tears and choked.

She felt distressed.

In these three days, the value of the field has gone from three to five to half.

These are all inherited land, like a knife slashing her heart and liver, and her whole body hurts.

"The special code is really weird. In the past, ancestors tried to buy land from military households for generations, and the methods included but were not limited to deception, frame-up, and murder. Now, I can't even sell them."

Wu Dangkoo felt bitterness in his throat, and his right hand slapped the table with a heavy palm. The porcelain teacup jumped and fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

Not only Wu Dangkoo, but also the small flags in the entire Beishan Fort have become ants on the hot pan, and they are in a hurry.

It's also like green leeks growing in the ground, waiting to be harvested.

Wu Nian Mansion, in the back house.

It's sunny today, and there's no wind. Chen is wearing a red cotton jacket and comes out to bask in the sun. By the way, he sees Wu Nian practicing horse spear.

Liu Xiang became the official wife and was relatively idle, so she accompanied Chen to watch Wu Nian practice horse spear.

In the center of the yard, Wu Nian was wearing thin clothes, sweating profusely waving a stick that was eight feet long, practicing a set of spear techniques.

Of course, horse lances are used on horseback, but there are many different routines on flat ground.

Zhang Jin is really good at practicing martial arts. He taught Wu Nian three sets of horse spear routines. Now they don’t have a good spear, so they can only use wooden sticks to deal with it.

Zhang Jin stood aside and looked at Wu Nian practicing horse spear. His eyes were extremely surprised.

When Wu Nian first learned horse spear, he was very clumsy and must be a beginner. However, after only two days of practice, he actually practiced his three sets of spear techniques in sloppy.

This level of progress is amazing.

Although his little flag is not born with divine power, his potential in the later stage is also very great.

As long as you give enough time, you will definitely become a powerful general on the side.

Holding a horse-eight-four horse spear, wearing heavy armor, riding a strong horse in Liaodong, and carrying a strong bow behind the horse, roaming the world.

Actually, this is very normal.

Things like martial arts can be learned from other things. In addition, although Wu Nian has never practiced a horse spear, wooden sticks and spears are good.

This horse spear is a little longer, but as long as you practice it diligently, you can still practice it.

Practice makes perfect.

After practicing three sets of spear techniques, Wu Nian was already sweating profusely and wet his clothes as if he was fishing them out of the water.

But his breathing was still very even, his face was just a little red.

Enough physical strength and long breath.

These three sets of spear techniques do not have many tricks, but this is really not good for a stick that is 80 feet long. And this stick is considered light.

The horse spear weighs dozens of pounds.

Wearing armor weighing dozens of kilograms and using horse lances weighing dozens of kilograms. This requires a lot of effort, as well as skills, human skills, and horse fighting skills.

If people and horses are united, they will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

If the man and horses do not cooperate, the horse spear will not be used well.

"Lord Xiaoqi is really making rapid progress. If you practice for a few more months, it will be no problem to fight with the Mongolian Yuan people." Zhang Jin said sincerely with admiration.

"Just fighting alone is not enough, you have to massacre." Wu Nian smiled slightly and handed the stick in his hand to the slave beside him.

Liu Xiang and Chen each held a fragrant embroidered handkerchief and came up left and right, wiping Wu Nian's sweat like a heart-to-heart.

"Brother, you are an official, why are you practicing this? You are in vain?" Liu Xiang held a veil in pain and wiped Wu Nian's face.

"Yes. The sweat that comes out is full of essence and blood." Chen also said to the side.

Wu Nian shook his head with a wry smile, and while his heart was warm, he also thought. "It turns out that my hair is long and my knowledge is short."
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