Daily Life In Qin Dynasty Chapter 12

  Chapter 12 Martial Arts Cheats

   "Student Mo Jun, I pay my respects to the General."

   "Are you Mo Jun?"

   "Exactly."

   "You don't seem to have reached the age of 'Fu Ji'?"

  Although Mo Jun's age can be hidden from others, it is obviously impossible to escape the eyes of a veteran like Meng Ao.

   "Yes, this subordinate just turned twelve this year."

"twelve?"

  Meng Ao was stunned for a moment. Although he could see that Mo Jun had concealed his real age, he never thought that Mo Jun's real age was so young.

   There was silence for a while.

  Meng Ao sighed, and then a sharp look flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Twelve 'Fu Ji', it seems that the atmosphere of local officials is also time to rectify."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Jun again, and his tone was obviously more friendly, and asked: "I have already heard about your rescue of the soldiers in the army. This time, I need to thank you on behalf of the soldiers in the army. I will definitely thank you for your contribution." Report to the king."

  Mr. Mo hurriedly said: "The general is serious."

   Meng Ao waved his hand and said: "The laws in the army are strict, it should be your credit, others can't take it away. Where did your witch medicine come from?"

Mo Jun replied: "This is an accidental result of my subordinate. When I was young, my subordinate almost died from the heat poisoning of the wound. But in an accident, I happened to find that some molds had a miraculous effect on treating the heat poisoning of the wound. After years of research, I finally came up with this special knife wound medicine by coincidence."

  Mr. Mo is very honest, unlike other time travelers who like to use the old man with the white beard as an excuse, and he intends to directly use this to create a genius personality for himself.

as expected.

  Meng Ao's eyes lit up, and he said, "I didn't expect you to have such a chance at such a young age?"

  Mr. Mo said modestly: "This is also the way to survive a catastrophe, and there must be future blessings!"

Meng Ao stroked his beard, and said with satisfaction: "If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing! Yes, there is a reason for this. If this is the case, the old man will not be polite to you. To be honest, the witch medicine you made is very important to Daqin. The meaning is extraordinary..."

  Before Meng Ao finished speaking, he heard Mr. Mo say loudly: "As a citizen of Great Qin, Mr. Mo should share the worries of the country and serve the king. His subordinates are willing to donate this medicine to Great Qin to benefit our millions of soldiers in Great Qin."

   "Colorful!"

   As soon as Mo Jun finished speaking, Meng Ao slapped the low table and got up suddenly. His eyes were piercing, and he said excitedly: "After this battle, the old man will definitely go to the king himself and ask for a reward for you."

  The more Meng Ao looks at Mo Jun now, the more appreciation in his eyes.

To know.

  In the era when knowledge is closed, all schools of thought and sects regard some core technologies as family secrets, and the foundation of the establishment of the sect, it is difficult for even the king of a country to obtain these precious technologies.

   And the 'new knife-creating medicine' invented by Mo Jun is a superb handed down skill. To use the simplest analogy, as long as Mr. Mo leaves the army now and manufactures and sells this 'new knife-creating medicine', this technology alone is enough to easily create a big family that is making money every day.

  So just now, although Meng Ao wanted Mo Jun's witch medicine making skills in his heart, he didn't know how to say it for a while. After all, this kind of medicine is too precious.

   But I didn't expect that before he finished speaking, Mo Jun had already offered the 'prescription' first.

  If you have ambitions in your chest, you will get things done with your mouth.

  The current little devil is simply amazing!

Sighing in his heart, Meng Ao said slowly: "This medicine is too important to my Daqin soldiers, so I won't be polite to you. But you saved the lives of thousands of soldiers under my command first, and then donated such a precious medicine. You can't say nothing at all. Do you have anything to ask for?"

   Jun Mo pretended to contemplate for a while, but in fact he had already made a decision in his heart.

   As I said before, Mr. Mo is a layman.

  So what he asks for is also vulgar.

  For example: fame, fortune, power, wine, food, beauties...etc.

  But now Mr. Mo already has a certain "fame" in the army, and power and money, as long as Ying Zheng does not show off in the future, he will definitely be awarded to him.

  As for beauties, it is impossible to have them in the army now. What's more, Mo Jun still likes to find things like this by himself.

   And if Meng Ao's favor is exchanged for fine wine, food and other things, unless Mo Jun is out of his mind, he will do such a thing.

  So there is only one answer left.

  So he said: "Returning to the general, the subordinates value their own lives, so they want to learn a little martial arts for self-defense."

   "Martial arts?"

  Mr. Mo's answer surprised Meng Ao.

  But when he finished listening to Mo Jun's explanation, and then looked at Mo Jun's thin body that seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind, he suddenly felt that it was not that surprising again.

Meng Ao stroked the white beard all over his face, was silent for a while, and said: "If you are interested in the art of war or the classics, the old man has a lot of collections at home, and he also brought some with him. But let's talk about martial arts. ..."

Just when Meng Ao was worrying, he heard Zhang Tang, the deputy general at the side, suddenly said: "General, this subordinate has a martial arts mentality that was accidentally captured before, although it is not as good as the core martial arts of various sects and sects in the rivers and lakes. learning, but it can be regarded as a rare high-level exercise.”

"oh?"

Meng Ao raised his head, first glanced at Zhang Tang in surprise, and then said to Jun Mo: "How, you are still satisfied with this martial art, if not, after a while, the old man may be able to find some for you Better martial arts."

  Mr. Mo hurriedly said: "Don't bother the general, this is enough."

   Finished speaking.

   Jun Mo saluted Zhang Tang again: "My subordinates thank General Zhang for the gift."

  Zhang Tang waved his hand indifferently, and said: "Don't worry, it's just a martial arts mentality, which is far worse than the 'prescription' you presented to Daqin this time."

   Then Zhang Tang rummaged in a corner of the tent, found a few bamboo slips, and threw them to Mr. Mo casually.

  Mr. Mo originally thought that Zhang Tang's gesture was just a gesture of politeness, but he didn't realize that this was Zhang Tang's most authentic expression.

  Actually, Mr. Mo has always thought about one thing wrong.

  That is, he has always believed in his heart that in the martial arts world of Qin Shimingyue, martial arts cheats must be the core secrets of all sects.

But in fact.

  Even if it is the top martial arts minds of various sects and sects in the Jianghu, except for a small number of leaks that will cause serious consequences, most of the martial arts minds can only be regarded as second-rate secrets among all schools of thought.

  Because no matter how strong a person's martial arts is, it can't affect the trend of a war, let alone the rise and fall of a country.

   Only resourcefulness can change the overall situation.

  So among the hundreds of schools of thought, the real core secrets have always been all kinds of rare military skills, classics and classics.

   What's more, most of the martial arts cheats are originally enlightened from various classics.

The reason why Meng Ao was silent and worried just now was not that he was reluctant to give Mo Jun the martial arts secret books he practiced at home, but that he really didn't have any suitable secret books in his memory, even if Meng Ao's own martial arts practiced by himself was only very ordinary stuff.

  The Meng family may have relatively advanced martial arts mentality, but Meng Ao has never seen that stuff.

  Although bravery is the first in the army.

   But that is only something that soldiers below the captain will compete with.

  Once the position reaches ten thousand commanders and above, what is tested is no longer personal bravery, but the ability of a general to "sit in the three armies and command well".

  Thus, military strategists have always learned the art of war first, followed by fighting skills.

  Everyone has limited talent and energy.

  Although advanced martial arts are powerful, they often have higher requirements for the talents of practitioners.

   By contrast.

  Ordinary martial arts mentality is average, but it is easy to learn, and often does not require much talent from the practitioner.

  The only flaw is probably that the upper limit is not high.

   It is not to say that low-level martial arts cannot reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Theoretically speaking, any martial arts can be cultivated into a top-notch expert.

   But a theory is just a theory after all.

  The reality is that the achievements of the vast majority of martial arts practitioners are basically directly related to the martial arts secret books they practice.

  Therefore, even the most valiant fighters in the army, according to the division of Jianghu, probably barely reached the first-class level.

  (end of this chapter)

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