In the aristocratic management department in the center of Hongyuan City, a group of people looked at Jiang Xingchen dumbfounded, with expressions of surprise on their faces. It is true that there are some civilians who have activated the Yuanquan, but most of them are in the Imperial College, and they have not seen one in many years.

Came here for an appraisal.

If that's all, it's not enough to surprise everyone. What really surprised them was that this civilian who had activated Yuanquan really had no combat effectiveness. According to the evaluation results of three people, Jiangling's combat value was at most five.

Can't keep up with an ordinary adult.

"Damn it! God is so unfair! How many children of noble families have practiced hard and exhausted their resources, but in the end they were unable to activate the source of energy and ended up with injuries. But this commoner doesn't need to practice..."

They were all a little speechless. Their mentality at this time was exactly the same as the second brother's yesterday. In addition to being surprised, the eyes he looked at Jiang Xingchen also contained envy and jealousy. This is simply a genius!

The second brother and the fourth brother were equally surprised. Although Jiang Xingchen had told them that his cultivation was useless, they had always believed that Jiang Xingchen was not telling the truth. Especially the second brother, who had done something with Jiang Xingchen, it was hard to believe it.

, such a flexible body movement, it is really impossible to perform exercises, and can only rely on the strength of its own muscles.

At this time, Jiang Xingchen also had a dark face, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time. His mind was filled with the results of the assessment: "The combat value does not exceed five... This does not mean that I am... a scumbag!"

It took a long time before the second brother and the fourth brother finally accepted the fact that Jiang Xingchen could not hide his clumsiness. Ordinary nobles below the title were divided into three levels: "shi", "jun" and "qing", which corresponded to the realm of physical strength.

Of the three stages, the first to third floors are the lowest level of 'shi'! The fourth to sixth floors are 'jun' level nobles, and the seventh to ninth floors are 'qing'. Only when you reach 'qing' can you get closer.

In one step, he was awarded a title. If Jiang Xingchen had cultivation, he would never hide it.

After reacting, the second brother immediately found the evaluator and explained that Jiang Xingchen had taken fake medicine and his cultivation was completely disabled. The activation of the Yuanquan was just an accident.

He must explain clearly quickly, otherwise Jiang Xingchen will definitely be regarded as a genius and attract the attention of all the nobles. Let's not talk about whether anyone is causing trouble. If the Imperial Academy finds out, it will send big shots to focus on training him. But once discovered

If he cannot practice, he will have a reputation as a deceiver, and he will no longer be able to hang out in aristocratic circles!

After hearing the second brother's explanation, the people in the aristocratic management department returned to normal: "Let me just say, how could someone activate the Yuanquan without practicing? It turns out that they took fake medicine! It is probably that the medicine was too strong, that's why it happened

While activating the Yuanquan, it destroys his cultivation. If it doesn't burn out his brain and kill him, he will be lucky!"

Almost instantly, the look they looked at Jiang Xingchen changed from envy and jealousy to pity and ridicule. Even if a commoner without any background obtains noble status and has a good relationship with the Bauhinia Mercenary Group, he will not have much development in the future.

After coming out of the aristocratic management department, the second brother was uncharacteristically serious. He patted Jiang Xingchen's shoulder lightly and sighed: "Brother, don't take it too seriously. You are still a noble after all, even if..."

The fourth child gently pulled the second brother, his voice suddenly stopped, and then he grinned stupidly.

"What kind of expression is this..." Jiang Xingchen looked straight and thought to himself: "Comfort...I'm going there! Do you need it? It seems like I'm so pitiful. I just can't practice. I can contribute to the empire."

Improve my status... By the way, the Sensitive Formation! Now I can be considered a craftsman, I will definitely be able to come up with something that will contribute to the empire!"

In an instant, Jiang Xingchen finally had a clear understanding of the purpose of the sensitive array.

"But! What should we make... The push-pull bellows is good! But now the sensitive array only extends to the neck. It's okay to get a toothbrush. It's really difficult to make the push-pull bellows... Besides, I don't know what this thing is.

It doesn’t count as a contribution to the empire…it’s nerve-wracking!”

Jiang Xingchen lowered his head and thought while walking forward.

The second brother and the fourth brother thought that he was unable to practice martial arts and was depressed, and they had no way to enlighten him, so they followed him without saying a word.

After turning a corner and entering a street, I met a group of people walking towards me.

Jiang Xingchen lowered his head and didn't see it, but his second brother and fourth brother behind him noticed it and hurriedly grabbed him.

"Yeah!" Jiang Xingchen woke up in surprise and glanced at his second brother and the others with some confusion.

The second brother and the others did not say anything. They held Jiang Xingchen tightly and made way for the group of people.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" The neat sounds reached his ears as the group of people moved forward. Only then did Jiang Xingchen realize that these people were actually wearing armor and had single swords hanging on their waists. That neat voice

, it’s the sound of armor iron pieces hitting each other.

When this group of people passed by Jiang Xingchen, he could clearly feel the aura of killing, and could faintly smell the smell of blood in his nose. Looking at the expressions of these people, they were all as stiff and cold as iron plates, and their eyes were extremely...

sharp.

After these people passed by, the second brother said beside him: "The people of the Seventh Corps, the empire is currently having some friction with the Dongxuan Kingdom, and there are constant skirmishes. They must have just retreated from the front... These soldiers have just retreated.

On the battlefield, your spirit has not relaxed yet, so don’t provoke them!"

Jiang Xingchen nodded and looked at the backs of those people. He saw many passers-by giving way and carriages avoiding them. This was the first time he saw soldiers in this world. They were fierce and bloody, which left a deep impression on him.

impression.

"Is the fighting place very close to us, and they actually retreated here to recuperate?" Jiang Xingchen asked.

"It's far away, in the territory of Lan Yingong, at least a thousand miles away from Hongyuan City! However, our Hongyuan City is relatively prosperous and has many resources, especially with the Misty Mountains as its back, and rich medicinal resources, so as long as we follow the east

There is a war in the Xuan Kingdom, and some wounded soldiers will be sent to Hongyuan City to recuperate!"

"Oh!" Jiang Xingchen suddenly nodded and walked towards the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. After this interruption, he just put aside the matter of how to use his skills, since he couldn't think of anything for the moment anyway.

However, on the way back, the silent expressions of the second brother and the fourth brother slowly changed, and the corners of their mouths grew wider and wider. Although Jiang Xingchen controlled his emotions forcefully, his eyes still narrowed slightly involuntarily, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he thought the scene he saw at Furongzhai yesterday was already hot enough, but he didn't know that the influence of the secret recipe was fully revealed today. Almost 30% of the topics talked about by passers-by on the street were the new dishes of Furongzhai and Cuiyuanlou.

, the news they heard and the reservation arrived half a month later.

Jiang Xingchen carefully calculated in his mind how many topaz coins he could get. Jiang Xingchen was immersed in it and unknowingly returned to the Bauhinia Mercenary Group. When he walked to the door, he saw the tall young man coming out and did not follow him.

They said hello and left in a hurry.

"Zhao Danqing is gone. It seems that the boss is back! Snow pheasant..." The second brother looked like he was salivating and ran into the yard first.

However, when the three of them arrived in the courtyard, they found that the atmosphere was a bit heavy. A group of people gathered around and blocked the door.

"Huh? What's going on?" The second brother and the fourth brother were stunned and ran over quickly, with Jiang Xingchen following closely behind.

"What happened? Why are you guys gathered here? Where's the boss..." The second brother asked a series of questions and separated the crowd.

The door was open, and you could see the situation inside at a glance. However, after seeing the situation in the room, the second brother and the fourth brother almost exclaimed at the same time: "Boss, you are injured!"

In the room, Mo Hongxian was sitting on a stool. The sleeve of his left arm was torn off at all, revealing the entire arm stained red with blood. Under the shoulder, a large wound was opened, and the flesh and blood turned, reaching to the hand.

The elbow looks to be more than ten centimeters long, which is extremely terrifying.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a long gown was busy applying medicine to the wound.

Beside them, Wanrou's eyes were filled with tears, her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, and her face was anxious.

"What are you yelling about? Shut up, it's just a small injury!" Mo Hongxian had a tough expression and scolded her. If it weren't for her pale face and cold sweat on her forehead, everyone would have thought she couldn't feel the pain at all.

But this time, the second brother was not as afraid as before. Instead, he walked directly into the room and asked loudly with a sullen face: "You said it was a small injury. What's going on with such a big wound?"

"There was a snow pheasant that was mutated and not dead. Hongxian didn't pay attention just now and was pecked on the arm... Wow~" Wanrou choked up and couldn't continue in the middle of her explanation.

"Let's all be quiet!" The fourth child also walked in and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't interfere with the doctor's treatment of the boss's injuries!"

All the sounds stopped suddenly, and the second brother closed his mouth tightly, his lips pursed into a straight line. Wanrou also suppressed her sobs and tried not to make a sound.

However, even though there was no sound, the doctor's treatment did not show any improvement. The wound was too big and the medicine could not be applied at all, let alone a bandage.

The atmosphere in the room was extremely depressing. The doctor's face was sweating, and his hands and feet were even more busy.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that the doctor couldn't handle it, the second brother couldn't suppress his anger anymore and grabbed him by the collar and picked him up.

At this time, a voice suddenly interrupted the second brother: "Such a wound requires stitches!"

"Whoa!" Everyone's eyes turned to the place where the sound came from, where Jiang Xingchen was lowering his head and looking a little pale.

"Stitches? What do you mean?" Everyone was confused, and the doctor was even more stunned.

"Brother Jiangling, you just said...stitching the wound! Will it work?" The second brother came over immediately, stared at Jiang Xingchen and asked.

"Of course it works. Suturing the wound will help the wound heal!" Jiang Xingchen nodded without looking at Mo Hongxian.

"Stitches, do you think they are sewing clothes?" The doctor was very disdainful, but did not accuse him face to face. Mo Hongxian's wound was too big and there was nothing he could do. It would be best to have someone take over now.
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