The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Murong Jiu snuggled in Jia Daoshi's arms for a while before reluctantly jumping down.

I had just stood still when I realized that there were already quite a few people standing around me, all looking at me with smiles on their faces.

Murong Jiu: "..."

My face turned bright red instantly!

This is truly a disaster!

She was, after all, the First Lady of the Manor, and her image was completely ruined!

Everything's ruined!!!

"Lang Jun."

Di Qinglin stepped forward, a hint of tenderness appearing in his otherwise cold voice.

Jia Daoshi was away for a while this time. When she couldn't sleep at night, she would come to the training ground to practice her sword. In the past few days, she had chopped down double-digit numbers of wooden dummies.

"Qinglin, you've had so many things to do at the manor these past few days. You've worked so hard. It's windy outside, go back inside first. I'll treat you to a good meal."

"Um……"

Di Qinglin felt a chill run down his spine when he met Jia Daoshi's undisguised gaze.

Sure enough, after returning to the room, Di Qinglin was cornered by Jia Daoshi almost before he could react...

This traffic jam lasted for a full day and night.

early morning.

The first ray of sunlight fell on Di Qinglin's exquisite face.

Seeing Di Qinglin fall into a deep sleep with a satisfied smile on his face, Jia Daoshi got up and put on his clothes.

After the commotion caused by the underground palace treasure hunt, Jia Daoshi vaguely sensed that the world was far from peaceful.

The Great Jing, Longwu, and Kushan Empire all seem to be vying for something.

This gave him a premonition that great chaos was about to break out.

To survive in chaotic times, the first thing to do is to improve your own strength!

The stronger the better!

And the power they control!

After arriving at the training ground feeling refreshed, Jia Daoshi saw Jia Bing leading the guards on a morning run.

Jia Bing shouted slogans while running alongside him.

Jia Bing: "How many flights of stairs do we have to carry a bag of rice up?"

Manor guards: "You have to carry a bag of rice up to the second floor!"

Jia Bing: "Giving a bag of rice is too much!"

Manor Guards: "Let me wash the mine with a bag of rice!"

Jia Bing: "How much mud is in a bag of rice!"

Manor guards: "Every grain is covered in mud!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

A group of people were full of energy and ran around the training ground.

Chen Long and Yuen Biao led the team, running at the very front.

To Jia Daoshi's surprise, Hong Jingbao was able to keep up. Although he was the last to run, it was quite remarkable considering his age and physique.

Behind these adults followed a bunch of little kids!

As Jia Bing shouted slogans, the group of little kids also shouted slogans with all their might, their tender faces filled with determination!

Xiao Long and A Miao then joined the group, running with all their might on their short little legs.

Judging from their ages, Xiaolong should be seven years old. A Miao might be a little younger than Xiaolong, but the difference shouldn't be too great.

Looking at these two little children, Jia Daoshi would recall the fond memories of watching shows like "New Shaolin Temple," "Invincible Mischievous Star," "New Shaolin Five Ancestors," and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" on TV while holding DVDs.

Back then, those two kids were his idols, without a doubt.

Seeing these familiar faces here now is probably the greatest comfort I can feel for having traveled through time!

"Master of the house."

When Jia Bing saw Jia Daoshi waving at him, he hurriedly ran over.

Jia Hu followed behind Jia Bing, still shirtless, seemingly oblivious to the cold.

Jia Daoshi was already used to his younger brother. This guy didn't like wearing clothes even in the dead of winter, let alone now that the weather had warmed up.

"Tiger, have you been slacking off lately?"

Jia Daoshi asked with a smile.

"Brother! I practice every day, but I don't like soaking in that medicinal solution. Every time I finish, my body is sticky, dark, and has a strange smell," Jia Hu said, scratching his head.

"Tiger, can't you just put up with it? Everyone's doing it this way." Jia Bing was speechless.

The medicinal bath that Jia Daoshi prepared for them was the Vajra Arhat Soup, a secret recipe from Shaolin Temple. The eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple were made to have their bodies forged into bronze figures, invulnerable to swords and spears, thanks to these medicinal baths.

Of course, this also requires internal strength training.

Speaking of internal strength, Shaolin Temple has the Yi Jin Jing (Muscle/Tendon Changing Classic), but Jia Daoshi's method is no less effective.

He decided to teach all the techniques he had acquired, including the Nebula Force, the Six Evils of Blood Blade, and the Thousand Flying Sword Technique, to his manor's guard team.

"Tiger, you still need to continue soaking in the medicine. It will only do you good, not harm you." Jia Daoshi nodded. "Jia Bing, call everyone over and gather them together. I have something to say."

"okay!"

Jia Bing accepted the order, turned around and shouted at the manor guards who were running on the training ground: "Everyone, come here!"

Jia Bing learned these training slogans from Jia Daoshi.

When Jia Daoshi led these brothers in training once, Jia Bing secretly remembered it.

As for the slogan that a bag of rice could be carried up several floors, it was learned from Jia Daoshi.

Soon, two groups of manor guards, one large and one small, stood neatly in front of Jia Daoshi.

It has to be said that after half a month of training, the spirit and energy of these people are completely different from mine!

If before, you could still see the air of farmers in them, now, their aura is very much like that of a qualified soldier!

The reason for such rapid changes is inextricably linked to the training plan that Jia Daoshi initially formulated.

Moreover, they were all dressed in matching black outfits.

The only difference between adults and children is the embroidery on their chests.

On the adult's chest, there was an embroidered lightning bolt, which Jia Daoshi named the Thunder God Squad, consisting of thirty people.

As for the Kid Brother's team, the embroidery on their chests was a somersault cloud, which Jia Daoshi named the Blue Sky Squad, which also consisted of thirty people.

After all, some of the kids are still quite young, so it wouldn't be appropriate to tattoo a tiger's head, a leopard's head, or a wolf's head on them.

When these two groups saw Jia Daoshi, their eyes were filled with respect, admiration, and excitement!

The training over the past few days, coupled with soaking in medicinal water at night, has led to a qualitative leap in their physical fitness!

Moreover, Jia Bing is not only skilled at leading the team in training, but also very adept at ideological work.

Now, these two guard teams have long regarded Jia Daoshi as their only master. As long as Jia Daoshi gives an order, they will not hesitate to go through fire and water, or even go against the imperial court!

Especially these young boys, who were originally orphans with no one to rely on, are like a lone ship adrift on an endless sea. After years of storms and raging waves, they have finally found a warm harbor!

This made them feel like they had found their home in life, bringing them hope and comfort!

Therefore, at this time, Jia Daoshi was like a kind father to them!

"Very good! I am very pleased to see your spirit and energy."

"This is what a man should be like!"

"You all did a great job!"

Jia Daoshi said with a sigh.

"We swear to defend our patriarch's honor to the death!"

The manor guards shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky. Several small birds flying over the manor were stunned and fell down!