Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 12 Martial Arts School
"Uncle, this trip will definitely go as you wish."

Xiao Qiaoniang had already prepared Bai Yuan's luggage for going into the city.

Bai Yuan took the heavy bag.

"It's not like I won't come back. I've already inquired about it. Apprentices can also go home every day."

Although I said this, I was still very happy in my heart.

Xiao Qiaoniang has been busy since returning from Chen's house last night.

"I know."

Xiao Qiaoniang pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Bai Yuan looked at the sky and it was time to set off.

You have to join a martial arts school as early as possible, otherwise it will be too late when the spring tax is collected.

The Xuanyang Dynasty had been established for a thousand years, and various tax items had accumulated more and more, until finally even the officials in the Ministry of Revenue could no longer remember them all.

Taxes were collected in all four seasons, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and in addition there was heavy corvee labor.

Bai Yuan wanted to emulate Lord Zhang, who was neither a prime minister nor a sheriff, and unify all these taxes with one whip.

But that's all for the future.

The most urgent task now is to join a martial arts school.

The Xuanyang court values ​​martial arts, and as long as one can enter a martial arts school as an apprentice, one can be exempted from taxes for two years.

"Sister-in-law, I'll leave first."

Under Xiao Qiaoniang's reluctant gaze, Bai Yuan left Baisha Town.

"You want to learn martial arts?"

“Pay first!”

It was still the same black-faced martial artist. When he learned that Bai Yuan wanted to join the Huwei Martial Arts School, he extended his big hand.

Bai Yuan took out two taels of silver and a string of copper coins from his bag.

When the black-faced martial artist saw that the silver and money were collected, the cold expression on his face eased a little.

"follow me."

He said a few words to the young man beside him and then took Bai Yuan into the martial arts hall.

Huwei Martial Arts School is quite famous in Qinghe County. Among the four major martial arts schools in the city, only Huwei Martial Arts School is not affiliated with the three major forces.

There are clear levels in the martial arts school, and those who have just joined can only be apprentices.

If one can successfully smooth the skin within two years, he can be promoted to an outer courtyard disciple. If he is valued by the master of the martial arts hall during the assessment, he can be promoted to an inner courtyard disciple.

As for the true teachings, only a handful of people have them.

The black-faced martial artist explained the rules of the martial arts gym to Bai Yuan as they walked.

Bai Yuan was very lucky. As an apprentice, his main job every day was to escort food to the martial arts gym in the morning.

This job is not that busy, but you just need to wait in the market at the hour of Yin.

In addition, at noon every day in the martial arts school, martial arts masters will give unified lessons to apprentices for only half an hour, and the apprentices will practice on their own for half an hour.

This is the only opportunity an apprentice has to practice martial arts in a day, after which he will not even be eligible to enter the martial arts arena.

After all, apprentices are not worthy of being treated as one of the martial arts school's own.

The black-faced martial artist took Bai Yuan to a room.

He gave the two taels of silver and one string of copper coins given to him by Bai Yuan to an old accountant.

"There's another newcomer."

The old accountant rubbed his sore eyes without even looking at Bai Yuan.

"Would you like a place to stay?"

"Can't stop."

"One set of clothes and one waist badge."

When the old accountant heard that Bai Yuan didn't need to stay overnight, the process was shortened a lot.

Bai Yuan took the black cloth shirt embroidered with tiger patterns, which was much better than the one he was wearing.

With the badge, he can enter and leave the Huwei Martial Arts Hall freely.

Seeing that everything was settled, the black-faced martial artist took Bai Yuan into a backyard that smelled of food and then turned and left.

There were three young men standing in a row with Bai Yuan. One of them, who looked the youngest and had a lively personality, asked curiously, "How much did you pay for your tuition?"

Bai Yuan's expression changed.

Isn’t tuition fee only three taels?
Just as he was wondering, another young man came forward and said, "I paid seven taels, how about you?"

"Seven taels."

"Fifty fifty taels."

The only girl spoke timidly.

When they heard fifty taels, Bai Yuan and the other two boys were shocked.

The young man who asked the question first was surprised and said, "Three taels for admission, seven taels for food and lodging, and fifty taels, that would cover all the money for the herbs."

Everyone knows the principle that the poor are good at literature and the rich are good at martial arts.

People who practice martial arts have big appetites, and the food alone is not something that ordinary people can afford.

In addition, if you do not rest properly during your daily practice, it is very easy to cause hidden injuries, and at this time you need the assistance of herbal medicine.

Even if you cultivate yourself properly, you can achieve twice the result with half the effort by using precious herbs as an aid.

But the price of those herbs is not affordable for most people.

This is also why children from rich families always progress faster than children from poor families, it’s all due to the money.

Unlike other martial arts schools, Huwei Martial Arts School treats everyone equally and all students must start as apprentices regardless of their family background.

It’s just that families with better conditions can provide a better environment for practicing martial arts, and it won’t take long for them to break through the skin grinding barrier and enter the outer courtyard.

As for ordinary people like Bai Yuan, they naturally worked in the martial arts gym for two years for nothing and then left in disgrace.

The girl felt a little embarrassed as she felt the envious looks from the others.

Just as the lively boy was about to ask Bai Yuan about tuition, a loud voice rang out.

"My last name is Zhou Qian, and I'm the manager of the kitchen at the martial arts gym. You can call me Brother Qian from now on."

A fat man with a face full of flesh walked over half a meter at a time.

Bai Yuan and the other three saluted together.

"Brother Qian."

Seeing that the new apprentice was so well-behaved, Zhou Qian nodded with satisfaction.

He pointed at a man next to him who looked somewhat shrewd.

"This is Liu Chu. He is in charge of transporting the food. You will follow him from now on."

"Brother Chu."

Bai Yuan and the other three bowed together again.

Seeing that he had said everything he needed to say, Zhou Qian turned his fat body around, creating a gust of wind, and left.

Liu Chu smiled faintly: "We are all from the same school, there is no need to be so polite."

"The job of transporting food is actually very simple. All you have to do is go to the South City Market at 7:00 p.m. every day and wait there. Once you deliver the carriage to the martial arts hall, you've completed your mission."

Liu Chu reminded him a few more times not to be late tomorrow and so on, then turned and left.

He was an outer disciple and did not have enough time to practice martial arts, so how could he spend more time on apprentices like Bai Yuan?

After Liu Chu left, the playful boy finally returned to his playful smile.

"Hello, my name is Ma Qi."

"My name is Wen Ji."

"Li Ting."

"Bai Yuan."

After the four people introduced themselves to each other, they gradually became familiar with each other.

The lively boy named Ma Qi seemed to know more about the martial arts school. He lowered his voice and said:
"Everyone, please be careful. I heard that the reason why such a good escort mission fell on us was because a big incident happened the day before yesterday."

The dark-skinned boy named Wen Ji, who was a little dull, asked in surprise, "What's the matter?"

Ma Qi lowered his voice, so low that only the four of them could hear it, for fear that others would hear it.

"All the people who were escorting the food materials from the martial arts hall were killed the day before yesterday, even the leading outer courtyard disciple was no exception."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ji and Li Ting both showed expressions of horror.

Murderous maniac!
How could they not be afraid of a madman who dared to kill disciples of Huwei Martial Arts School in Qinghe County?
(End of this chapter)