5. Braised Pork (Please Read)

Whether it's Xu Xing or Brother Hai, they don't talk much and are not talkative people.

After applying the medicine, Brother Hai blew out the oil lamp.

The two of them slept on the kang with their clothes on.

Xu Xing actually wanted to ask Brother Hai why he could "control the sword with Qi".

However, he hesitated and still did not speak.

Although he and Brother Hai are familiar with each other in this life, he has never seen Brother Hai practice martial arts, let alone accidentally glimpsed Brother Hai's amazing sword during the day...

Using Qi to destroy objects may involve a special skill from the inner family.

This is more precious than the pile skills taught by Master Ma.

Even if Xu Xing has no intention of coveting the secrets passed down from his family, who knows if Master Ma will treat him differently once the words come out of his mouth.

In everything, think twice before you act.

He is just the same brother as Master Ma...,

In order to strengthen the strength of Xiaoyi Hall and increase the success rate of the mission to assassinate Governor Fang Yun one month later, Master Ma, who is the red stick of Xiaoyi Hall, passed on part of his martial arts.

If he guessed correctly, even if he had mastered Zhuang Kung Fu and was taught the Kansai Wuju Sword, he would still not be able to reach the level of Master Ma, because Master Ma has internal skills passed down from his family...

In addition, in just one month, even if he is a genius, he can't do anything with his inner strength.

It is more important to avoid certain death first.

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Return to the real world.

Still in Room No. 24 of Ding Prison in Fengxi State.

"The sun and stars hang high in the sky..."

"It's a quarter past noon."

Through the half-foot window of the Tianlao cell, Xu Xing took a look outside and thought to himself.

After living in Fengxi Country for nearly twenty years, he, like many ancient people, developed a biological clock. He could roughly tell what time of day it was just by looking at the sun.

The error is only less than one to two moments.

In addition, based on the shadow formed by the sunlight in the cell, combined with the time of day by the guards, the twelve o'clock of the day can also be roughly determined.

"Sure enough, it's a time ratio of one to five..."

In the morning, he entered the mirror world at about a quarter of a hour.

About two hours passed in the real world, but a whole day passed in the mirror world. Converted, it's a time ratio of about one to five.

"Then what is the other "me" doing now?"

Xu Xing was confused.

His consciousness was immersed in the ancient bronze realm.

A dynamic picture slowly appeared on the mirror.

In the dark earthen house, he and Brother Hai slept next to each other.

It's just that the breathing of the two of them rose and fell much faster than ordinary people, as if a shortcut key was pressed during this movie.

He didn't look away in a hurry, but kept looking at the mirror quietly.

Time flows much faster in the mirror world than in the real world.

When the time in the real world passed noon, the scene in the mirror world also changed. It was the fifth rooster crow the next day. According to the development of the plot, "Xu Xing" began to continue practicing pile kung fu with Master Ma in the backyard.

And he was like a bystander.

"It seems..."

"Even if my consciousness leaves the other me, he will live a normal life."

"Scientists in previous lives have said about parallel time and space... Xu Xing in the mirror should be me in another parallel world, but this "me" is now controlled by me."

Xu Xing withdrew his gaze from the mirror and thought to himself.

"but……"

He glanced again at the mirror that turned into panel data.

[Mirror owner: Xu Xing. 】

[Tao Fruit: None. 】

[World: Late Qing Dynasty and Republic of China (All Heavens). 】

[Arrival: Soul. 】

[Time flow rate: one to five. 】

[Fate: Fate of sudden death (gray). 】

The panel is simple and clear, with an unobstructed view.

"But... when I open the next world, maybe I will no longer come to "other me" as a soul, but directly travel to another world in the form of a physical body..."

"It's better to come as a soul now."

"If I suddenly disappear in prison, it will definitely attract the attention of the jailer, and it will be difficult to explain then."

Xu Xing shook his head.

The sound of footsteps came again from the Tianlao corridor.

"time to eat."

"Master Su, Master Xu..."

The jailer, Lao Li, carried the rice pail and gave Xu Xing a bowl of thick and mixed rice porridge. Braised pork and two large white steamed buns.

"When I asked my wife to leave this morning, I left a silver coin behind."

Seeing that Xu Xing's face was gloomy and he refused to take the bowl, Old Li Tou quickly explained.

Under normal circumstances, prisoners in the Tianlu Prison only eat gruel and Chinese cabbage every day.

If the food is exquisite, it will probably be a meal for one's head.

"So that's it."

Xu Xing breathed a sigh of relief and took over the job.

His many "shows of kindness" to Zhao Yunniang last night were finally in vain. Han Sui asked him to save seeds, hoping that he would die early and would definitely not let him eat meat to nourish his body.

This ingot of silver is probably Zhao Yunniang's private money.

Although the cousin is ruthless, the actor is unrighteous.

But there is another saying, a couple will be blessed for a hundred days.

After a night of love, Zhao Yunniang finally developed some feelings for him.

After thanking the jailer, Xu Xing also started eating.

People are like iron, and food is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will be hungry.

Although there were some leftovers from last night in the cell, he did not dare to touch them again. It contained the aphrodisiac Musk Dragon Powder, and his frail body could not withstand the second abuse.

Just after Xu Xing had taken a few bites, he saw Su Xueshi from the neighboring prison looking at him eagerly.

He smiled and walked over with the braised pork.

He also gave Su Xueshi a big white steamed bun.

Confucianism says that one should never tire of fine food and fine meat.

A scholar like Su Xueshi, who was born in a famous family, had never suffered the hardship of the prison. He ate worse than ordinary people.

Although... there were people watching the prison and using money.

But Su Xueshi could only eat braised pork and other meat dishes once every ten days.

It's not that the Su family didn't have money, but that being in prison should be like being in prison. Eating occasionally is human nature, and the emperor would turn a blind eye when he heard about it.

But if he ate and drank in the prison all day...,

this is to make the emperor look good!

The spies of the night watch also stared at the sentry of the Tianlao. The actions of the prisoners had long been recorded in the imprisonment books of the spies of the night watch.

"I will repay you for your kindness in the future."

After taking the steamed bun, Su Xueshi said a few words briefly and then ate and drank happily.

He had just offended Xu Xing in the morning, but now Xu Xing didn't care and repaid his grievances with kindness.

He remembered this favor.

"Humph!"

The prisoner in the neighboring prison on the right snorted coldly when he saw this and drank the thin porridge that he couldn't even stand up.

It's not the lack of wealth that is worrying, but the inequality.

Xu Xing flattered Su Xueshi, but ignored him. How could he feel comfortable.

"General Chang."

"Yours..."

Seeing this, Xu Xing was not annoyed. He used another steamed bun to pick up some braised pork and handed it to Chang Ji.

Chang Ji was a fifth-rank general of Dingyuan. Because the Tartar invaded the south in the 17th year of Chongming, Chang Ji avoided the war, so he was put in the Tianlao by Emperor Chongming for nearly three years.

If Xu Xing was dying, he would not bother to care about Chang Ji.

Chang Ji is not like Su Xueshi, who will be reinstated one day.

Chang Ji is not a famous general, but just an ordinary general.

Su Xueshi ranks in the top five in the literary world of Fengxi Country, and is a literary friend of Prime Minister Ouyang. His peers, fellow townsmen, and friends are all over the court and the country. It is only a matter of time before he is rescued...

However, Chang Ji does not mean that he is useless to Xu Xing at this time.

Chang Ji is definitely an elite talent of Fengxi Country as he can become a fifth-rank Dingyuan general. He is now wandering in the dungeon world, and he may need Chang Ji's help at any time.

Relationships are built slowly, and you can't ask for help when the time comes.

It's too late at this time.

As for currying favor?

It is common for subordinates to curry favor with superiors.

Just by losing some face, you can do something that you can't do with all your efforts... Why not curry favor?

When you are an official, don't care about face!