The sun seemed to be a little more intense, making the light and shadow in the alleyway intertwined.

Mu Qingyu stood up from the ground, closed his eyes, and walked in one direction.

There is a wall.

But Mu Qingyu ran straight over, without bleeding, and she didn't even encounter any obstacles.

She closed her eyes according to the route she deduced, sometimes left and right, sometimes front and sometimes back, seemingly disorganized and walking around casually, but every time she walks to a place, there must be a way.

In half a incense stick, when she opened her eyes, she was already in the bustling street market.

Mu Qingyu smiled.

I really have to thank the previous emperor and national teacher five hundred years ago.

This time, there was no danger again.

However, this is not a long-term solution, she still has to find a way.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is just a lucky draw. The feeling of a sword hanging above her head is not good at all. It seems that she has paid too much attention to business and some miscellaneous things during this period, so she has to practice her Chaoyuan Five Qi Art.

If you can break through the sixth level of Great Perfection and reach the seventh level, you will have the power to fight Li Jingfeng.

Mu Qingyu, who left the alley, hired a car to Jiningtang in a carriage.

On this side, Li Jingfeng found himself back to his original position in fear. He was shocked and afraid. His instinct to survive made him continue to try, running, running out of breath.

A peak master has a long breath and deep internal strength. Not to mention running for a while, even if he runs for a whole day without rest, he will not blush his face and thick neck.

He was able to run like this, which shows how scared he was.

This completely forgot about his own abilities and abilities, and was already scared by the strangeness of this alley.

Maybe he did too much trouble, the first thing he thought of was a ghost to hit the wall

Unfortunately, this alley is not fast, or can run out with more running.

He was destined to go around for a while.

Mu Qingyu calmed down and felt the vibration of the carriage walking. The carriage driver hired by the carriage horses was much worse than Jiang Lan's skills.

The carriage was walking for nearly an hour and stopped in front of a house in the northwest of the capital.

Mu Qingyu got off the carriage and took a piece of broken silver to the coachman. The coachman was overjoyed and asked hurriedly: "Does the girl still need a carriage when she returns?"

Mu Qingyu's eyes fell on his own carriage parked not far away, and he shook his head slightly: "No need!"

The coachman felt a little regretful. It was rare to meet a girl who was so generous, but unfortunately he had only one trip. But he thought that the money given by this girl was equivalent to that of him twice. Then he bowed happily and drove the carriage away.

Mu Qingyu raised his eyes, looked at the simple and clean building with the plaque of Jining Hall, and walked in.

This Jining Hall, built at the junction of the north area of ​​the west area, covers a considerable area. Rich families will not come here. The house is not as expensive as the south area of ​​the east area. Therefore, if you buy these connected houses to make Jining Hall, the value is about the same as the Mu House on the east side of Yuehua Street. But there are three large Mu Houses.

Entering from the door is a yard, and several houses are opened.

There are clinics, schools, residences and workshops inside.

The clinic is very small, with only two doctors. If someone in Jining Hall is sick, you can just take a medical treatment here, and all medicines are free.

The school lets the orphans taken in by Jining Hall to read and read.

There are several workshops, including embroidery workshops, cloth workshops, dyeing workshops...

But the scale is very small.

Because these are not to make them work and make money, but more to allow everyone, especially those children, to participate in the study, so that they can learn a skill and have a living that can support themselves in the future.

In addition, there is a room there used as a martial arts hall, and there are two teachers who are responsible for teaching boxing and kicking.

The kitchen is on the north side.

The man lives in the east and the woman lives in the west.

Except for the fixed school time of two hours a day and the fixed martial arts practice time of half an hour each morning and evening, those children can freely help in workshops everywhere and learn whatever they want.

In the early stages of learning literature and martial arts, there are rigid regulations for children to come. Each person has been practicing for 200 hours. If he is willing to continue, he can learn it. If he is unwilling to continue, he will not force him.

After all, if you have been studying literature for more than three months, you can recognize and write basic characters; if you have been studying martial arts for half a year, you can achieve the effect of strengthening your body.

Of course, the manager of Jiningtang would also secretly observe those talented children and take them out to train and study alone.

Two feet away from the entrance is a turning corridor. The corridor blocks the view and cannot see the back. Only by walking through the corridor and turning to the back can you suddenly become clear in front of you.

An open space of about one thousand square meters.

When practicing martial arts here, it is a martial arts field, which is usually a cloth drying place and a medicinal drying place...

Around this large venue, the school is in the quiet northeast, and other workshops are separated by distance, without disturbing each other, and in an orderly manner.

Mu Qingyu walked around the corridor. At this time, it was the time for the school to start classes.

In the bright room, the sound of children reading came: "The Qing people are in Peng, next to Sijie. Two spears are in Ying, and the river is soaring. The Qing people are in Huang, and the two spears are in Jiao. The two spears are in Qiao, and the river is in Xiaoyao. The Qing people are in Shu, and the Sijie is in Taotao. The left and right are in Huan, and the central army is doing the right."

What this school teaches is actually a battle poem in the Book of Songs!

Mu Qingyu was a little surprised.

Mu Qingyu did not have any special requirements for what the students learned in the school, mainly to let them know how to read and understand.

When Mu Qingyu heard this poem, he smiled. This kind of passionate battle poem is indeed more suitable for children to read than "The doves are singing in the river island. A beautiful lady is a good match for gentlemen."

After the children finished reading, Mu Qingyu unexpectedly heard a confident, clear and pleasant woman's voice: "It's very good to read! Does anyone remember the meaning of this poem I told you at the beginning of the class?"

A little hairy man stood up and said with his chest straight: "I remember!"

"Zheng Kuo, tell me!"

"Qing is Qingyi, Peng is the place name..." Then, the child who seemed to be only seven or eight years old explained it, with clear mouths and quick thinking, which attracted the whispers of envy and praise from his classmates.

The female voice also praised: "It's very good. Remember to memorize this poem and understand the meaning. Learn and think and understand it. Learn and learn without thinking, and stop learning without thinking, even if you think and not understand it, it is a confinement!"

“Yes, Master!”

Then, the children started reading again.

Mu Qingyu stood at the door, looking at the beautiful woman with a beautiful silk skirt and a gentle smile between her eyebrows and eyes, and also showed a smile.

At this time, the female master turned her head and saw Mu Qingyu. She was very surprised and happy. She quickly walked to the door and blurted out: "Girl... Huh, girl, why are you here too?"

Mu Qingyu: “…”
Chapter completed!