Chapter Forty-Three: Fighting!
"You're so sorry for your surname," Chen Yuan shook his head.
Is Lao Wang an affectionate person?
"Brother Yuan, but I'm a little entangled, my father will definitely not let her enter the door, and I have some..."
"Do you have any money to redeem her?"
"Do you think a dusty woman like her will really fall in love with you?"
Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and asked.
Wang Ping was silent, as if weighing the pros and cons.
"I'll just say one word, and I'm not going to persuade you after that, everyone has their own choice."
"Brother Yuan, you say." Wang Ping raised his head, a little serious.
"The forest trail you yearn for is actually covered with hoarfrost every morning and night!"
Wang Ping: "??? ”
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Along the way, Wang Ping's face was very entangled, and Chen Yuan also told him the true meaning of that sentence, so that Wang Ping couldn't help blurting out a sentence to Chen Yuan, "Excellent." ”
"Brother Yuan, I figured it out!"
After a while, Wang Ping suddenly said firmly.
"Got something figured out?"
"Brother Yuan, you're right, such a woman is not suitable to marry home."
"That's right, hehe..."
That kind of woman, no matter what she says, how pitiful she is, is not worth believing, this is all a lesson from the blood of a friend of his!
My father gambled on my mother's sick brother to study, and I didn't know it for a long time, my brothers and sisters all relied on me, I had to repay the loan if my business failed, my ex-husband was still sucking in domestic violence, and I had no income to live, so I had no choice but to embark on this road...
He used to wash his feet for many years, and he was used to seeing such routines.
East of the city, school field.
Chen Yuan and Wang Ping discussed and exchanged all the way, and soon arrived at their destination.
The two young officials who had just entered the yamen, saw Chen Yuan and Wang Ping in the official clothes, and they did not stop them and let them go.
"Hey, that's Chen Yuan?"
After Chen Yuan and the two walked away, the two young servants whispered.
"Yes, the one on the left is."
"I heard that he entered the county government half a year earlier than me, how dare he fight for the position of the head, the strength of those old officials is at the level of blood refining!"
"Either he is a fool, or he has something to rely on, and if he dares to fight, it proves that he has this strength, and he can be regarded as giving our officials who just came in a long face."
In the county office, only if he has been in peace for more than three years, can he be called an old official.
This is not only a title, but also a proof of strength.
To survive the dangers again and again, the strength of every old official should not be underestimated.
"When will I be able to be so strong?"
"You can be so strong when you're so strong." The other replied.
The young servant who spoke looked at him speechlessly, and said:
"That's good, don't say it next time."
"Aren't there many people?"
Chen Yuan glanced at the people present with a solemn face.
At this time, more than a dozen people had arrived at the school field, including Wu Yushan and Wang Lin, the cell mentioned by Wang Ping before, all of whom were several characters in the county government.
After Chen Yuan and Wang Ping entered, more than a dozen eyes also looked carefully at Chen Yuan's body, Wu Yushan squinted his eyes a little unpleasantly, while Wang Lin glanced at it and closed his eyes again.
Chen Yuan bowed slightly, didn't speak, and walked straight to a place and sat down.
Most of the people present came to compete for the position of head catcher.
It is impossible for all the officials in the county government to be present, otherwise, the patrol of Ping'an County will be paralyzed, and those who can come will either be competitive or Wang Ping will greet him in advance.
Although the head catcher has an official body, it is unlikely to cause any sensation.
Time passed, and there was a slight silence in the field, except for a few people talking to each other, the rest of the officials did not speak, waiting for the arrival of the county lieutenant Li Mingqi.
Chen Yuan is the same.
At noon, the sun hung almost in the middle, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on the heads of some officials, and the day of July was summer, much hotter than usual.
After a while, there were two voices outside, and the officials present straightened up, sat upright, and stared at the door.
Sure enough, the county lieutenant Li Mingqi arrived!
"Humble to your lordship!"
Everyone bowed their hands in unison.
Li Mingqi walked to the high platform built of bluestone with a calm face, and casually pointed to the two officials:
"You two, come up."
There are a total of eight people competing for the position of head catcher, and they are all relatively powerful blood refining masters from more than a hundred officials.
was named by Li Mingqi, the two officials did not dare to slack off, and walked to the high platform at a very fast speed, without any sound announcing the beginning, the two officials arched their hands to each other, and drew their knives at the same time.
"Brother Yuan, do you think which of the two of them is stronger?" Wang Ping asked in a low voice.
Chen Yuan shook his head:
"I can't see it."
It's not a prevarication, but I really can't see it, and there is no obvious sign in the foundation building realm, and before the fight, it's hard to see things like pace and knife technique at a glance.
The above fight was very fast, but it was only forty breaths before the confrontation ended.
Blood refining warriors don't have any fierce battles, and sometimes a few moves can tell the winner from the loser.
The winner was a middle-aged official with a light red birthmark on the left side of his face, and he put a knife on the neck of another person, so naturally there was no need to compare.
The other official was a little unwilling, but the county lieutenant didn't dare to make a mistake here, so he bowed his hand and retreated.
Li Mingqi's face was still calm, and he swept towards Chen Yuan and the others.
Wu Yushan immediately stood up and walked to the high platform, Li Mingqi raised his hand and pointed to a closer officer, the man saw that it was Wu Yushan, gritted his teeth and followed.
The last official who won retreated to the side and stood, ready to wait and see the next battle.
In Li Mingqi's eyes, the competition of building a grassroots level is not interesting, but it is different for them, and they are all fierce opponents everywhere!
Wu Yushan deserves to be the second only master of the head catcher Huang Xing in the house hunting, but in five breaths, he knocked the official who fought with him off the high platform with one punch.
After Wu Yushan's victory, Wang Lin held a cyan long sword, walked up to the high platform, and after arching his hand at Li Mingqi, he casually pointed at a servant.
An iron sword was danced by Wang Lin as a tiger and a tiger, and the afterimage was endless, but in an instant, several sword marks were cut on the body of the official who fought with him, his clothes were torn, and the tip of the sword pressed against the eyebrows of another official, which seemed to be pierced a little, and traces of blood overflowed from the tip of the sword.
"Wang Zhukuai's strength is extraordinary, and he is willing to bow to the wind!"
The official simply admitted defeat and stepped down.
Li Mingqi looked at Chen Yuan's body for a moment, Chen Yuan understood, walked up to the high platform with a knife, and another old official looked at Chen Yuan's young face without the slightest contempt, let alone mockery.
Since you dare to come to the stage to fight, it means that you are confident in your strength!