After being reborn as a man, the woman improved her family's fortunes through education.

With the blessing of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, Jiang Xiaoqi's physical constitution has been tempered to its limit.

The effects of taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill now are not as noticeable as they were at the beginning.

This is not because the body has developed drug resistance, but because the body's various functions have been integrated into a state where nothing can be changed.

For the rest of the time, I will have to rely on my own efforts to improve my martial arts skills.

Lin Feng's swordsmanship is not top-notch. Although Jiang Xiaoqi has keen senses and a strong ability to comprehend, with the help of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, he can only improve his swordsmanship to the point where he is on par with his master, Lin Feng.

After all, the threshold to the peak is here. To surpass this threshold, one must either comprehend and create a new sword technique.

Alternatively, they could use secret techniques to further improve their skills.

Jiang Xiaoqi did find a few ancient books related to martial arts among the treasures of the former dynasty princess, but most of them were suitable for women.

Perhaps the princess from the previous dynasty was also a martial arts expert?

Since they were no longer of much use, Jiang Xiaoqi decided to give the few remaining Marrow Cleansing Pills to her mother and sister, since the three of them were now considered beginners in martial arts.

None of them had a foundation built from a young age; the youngest, Jiang Xiyue, only started practicing martial arts at the age of twelve.

For someone who started learning martial arts, it was quite late, especially for someone as old as Jiang Xiwen and Lin Yueniang.

Since taking the first Youth Preservation Pill, Lin Yueniang has not taken any more. Given her current appearance of being in her twenties, Lin Yueniang will gradually age naturally in the future.

Whether to continue taking a second pill was something Lin Yueniang hadn't decided yet, but she was quite satisfied with herself as she was now.

As they leave Changshou Village in Changshou County, their family will inevitably encounter more people. With Jiang Xiaoqi's success in the imperial examinations, his family will also have more social interactions.

It's best to keep this kind of miraculous elixir a secret. As for what to say to Madam Chiang, that's already been decided.

I started this business to earn my first pot of gold.

It was said at the time that the prescription was only one aspect; the most difficult thing was the medicinal materials. Now, we have explained to the Jiang family that the materials are no longer available and can no longer be provided.

Just in case, Jiang Xiaoqi also handed over the so-called ancient recipe to the other party, saying that if they could find the materials, they could do whatever they wanted.

However, it's unlikely that they will be found, since the Western medicines he casually wrote down, such as aspirin and acetylsalicylic acid, which only appeared in later generations, simply do not exist in this world.

Before this, after the last batch of simplified version of the Youth Preservation Pills was delivered to the Liu family, as expected, not a single pill was sent to the auction house; instead, they were all given to the Imperial Concubine by the Liu family.

If Consort Liu in the palace used it sparingly, well, she could probably use it until she died of old age.

Of course, the Liu family didn't take the last fifty pills and the prescription for nothing. Based on the profits from the last time, they sent 150,000 taels of silver to the Jiang family.

Jiang Xiaoqi left one-third of the money for Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, without explicitly stating that it was hush money.

We're all smart people, so we naturally know what to do.

We should share the benefits and, of course, share the risks.

He took out those ancient martial arts books from his exquisite space, and they happened to contain whip techniques and knife techniques.

Both the techniques and moves are very suitable for women to practice, making it perfect for several female family members.

Even Zhao Shengnan, as the master, can improve upon her current level.

However, one can spend money to search for sword techniques that suit them, which is something that can only be found by chance.

I shouldn't practice these few books in front of me, because I might end up like Dongfang Bubai, turning myself into someone neither male nor female.

Well, although I guess I am a bit androgynous at heart...

However, he was extremely reluctant to learn the rule that "to practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself," preferring not to practice something so inappropriate.

Without a suitable martial arts manual, the only way to make further progress in martial arts is through a fortuitous encounter.

For example, falling into a cliff or cave.

Either rely on a benefactor—

Suddenly, an old master who was having a mental breakdown and wanted to dissipate his power grabbed him and forcibly transferred decades of his power to him.

Haha, this isn't a martial arts novel, so just think about it.

As December arrives, the weather gets colder and colder.

The Jiang family's kitchen has already begun preparing the ingredients for cooking Laba porridge, which is famous throughout the longevity village.

After all, they're willing to spend money on materials.

Simmering the solid ingredients for two or three hours results in a thick and sticky consistency that is slightly sweet even without added sugar.

After all, it contains a generous amount of jujubes, and the pits on the jujubes were removed, so they almost dissolved in the porridge.

This year, more than thirty people brought back by Jiang Xiaoqi made the small two-courtyard house even more lively.

Six burly bodyguards hired by Landlord Jiang from the county's security escort agency also moved in.

Therefore, the Jiang family kitchen also added a few more people to ensure the food supply for the whole family.

"Dad, is this enough?"

Although the eldest son of the Wen family had been the housekeeper for almost a year, he still habitually asked his father for his opinion when his father returned.

"Let's order two more pigs from Butcher Zhang, and if we can buy some sheep, let's bring them back too."

The other day, the young master mentioned something about roasted whole lamb, which sounded delicious. We should prepare some for him for the Lunar New Year.

"I know dad!"

The eldest son of the Wen family went out to buy supplies, and the second son of the Wen family followed his elder brother to lend a hand.

Wenbin and Li Mo practiced calligraphy and martial arts with their young master, becoming well-rounded students skilled in both literature and martial arts.

Li Mo grew taller and taller, wielding a curved saber with great skill and sharpness.

Wenbin didn't have any particular skill, so he chose the same swordsmanship as his young master. However, he hadn't mastered the technique yet, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.

"The Lunar New Year is coming again."

"Yes, young master, do you like celebrating the New Year?"

“After a year, we will grow a year older, which is naturally a joy.”

"After the New Year, Young Master will be six years old, and I'll be nine. Li Mo, what about you? Will you be twelve after the New Year?"

"Yes, young master is three years younger than you, and you are three years younger than me."

Li Mo carefully wiped his curved knife with a piece of fine cotton cloth. This was a knife given to him by the young master, and he could tell that it was not a knife that cost only a few taels of silver on the market.

The exquisite patterns on the hilt and scabbard reveal that this knife is quite valuable, worth no less than a hundred gold pieces.

Although Master Lin and Master Zhao also received fine weapons from the young master, what merit did he have to deserve them?

The young master explained that his talent for martial arts was rare and he was willing to cultivate it, but he knew that his talent was not as good as the young master's.

What he often had to practice a dozen times to learn a new move, the young master could memorize in just two or three tries.

I've already tried my best, but in addition to practicing martial arts like them, the young master also has to study hard day and night.

Human energy is limited. The young master is not even six years old. Is this a difference in talent?

Young Master is already extraordinary at such a young age. His future success in both literature and martial arts will be a piece of cake. I must follow him closely.

After all, the more exceptionally talented a person is, the more followers they tend to have.

He now understands somewhat why Wenbin was hostile towards him in the past.

He also wanted to guard against it strictly. Although he wanted to show the world how powerful the young master was, he did not want people to follow the young master like he did.

"Li Mo! I've been calling you for ages, what are you daydreaming about?"

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"I asked if you wanted some Laba porridge. My mother just served it to the young master and brought it over, including some for you and me as well."

"Okay, drink up!"

"Of course it tastes good, my mom's cooking is delicious."

Jiang Xiaoqi kept practicing calligraphy, and no matter how noisy the house was, he could shut his ears and focus only on the present moment and the small space at the tip of his pen.

With two months left until the county examination, this last-minute practice of the official script style is almost perfect...