Chapter Seventy-Seven: Returning Home

Ning Caichen fell into a stupor inexplicably, or rather, pondering, Ning Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, did not hear the order, so he did not dare to get up, causing him to kneel for half an hour, and his knees ached faintly.

"Get up. Ning Caichen, who came back to his senses, found this situation, his face couldn't help but be hot, and he waved his hand at the immature boy.

"Thank you, Lord Gong!" Ning Yi's body was already thin, and after kneeling for a long time, Huo Ran stood up, his body shook, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

"Since I am a retainer, I can't be so thin. Ning Caichen apologized slightly and said, "If I have the opportunity, I will find an internal skill for you to enhance your physique." ”

Ning Yi was overjoyed, but he remembered his identity and didn't dare to be rude: "Thank you for the favor." ”

After calling Hua'er and giving an order, Ning Caichen asked Ning Yi to lead the horse and rushed to Luo's house in a carriage. Parting is imminent, or you need to come to the door to explain.

"Are you going to go back like this?" After chattering in Luo's mansion for half an hour, Luo Yinghao sent him out, looking at the car and people in front of him, with a surprised expression.

"If I don't go back like this, how can I go back? Ning Caichen was at a loss.

"I mean, you are now a dignified five-grade official, returning to your hometown in fine clothes, and returning to your hometown with honor, how can you be so shabby?" Luo Yinghao said.

Ning Caichen looked at the luxurious carriage, to be honest, he really didn't see that there was shabby there: "What does uncle mean?"

"I will send you three hundred armor soldiers to help you return to your hometown and earn a big face for your father and mother. Luo Yinghao patted him on the shoulder: "All parents in the world are happy to see the picture of their son returning to his hometown, and they are honored." ”

Ning Caichen's heart was slightly hot, and he bowed to him, thanking him for this sincere friendship: "Uncle has a heart." ”

Luo Yinghao looked at him with satisfaction, as if looking at his own nephew: "After taking your parents over, don't forget to inform Luo Fu and get married." ”

Ning Caichen smiled and nodded.

Set off again, at this time it was no longer a lonely master and servant, three hundred mighty armor soldiers respectfully accompanied each other, like a fierce tiger, passers-by along the way avoided one after another, looking at the white horse treasure car in awe.

Ning Yi didn't know how to drive a horse yet, so he had to lead the horse and walk on the street for the lord. Surrounded by three hundred armor soldiers, his face flushed with excitement, and he struggled to straighten his chest, receiving the awe-inspiring gazes of the people who had once been high.

The fish jumped over the dragon gate, changed his fate, and under the glorious light of the lord, he lived with dignity.

"It's that little beggar......" In the crowd, the big beggar who had regretted not leading the way for Ning Caichen looked at the young man with a straight chest in amazement, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and stiffened in place.

"What little beggar?" asked an identical beggar, curious.

The big beggar's face was ugly, as if he was crying and laughing, and suddenly hit his head against the wall: "It's too late to regret, it's too late to regret!!"

Ning Yi didn't know that he had invisibly abused the big beggar again, but he felt like he was walking on the clouds now. Secretly turning to look at the luxurious carriage, he clenched the right hand holding the reins of the horse, and said fiercely in his heart: "The lord has given me rebirth and given me dignity and glory, and it is not enough to repay me with death. I want to learn literature and martial arts, work hard, be a good retainer, and become the sharpest knife in the hands of the lord!"

The boy swore hard and had great ambitions, this was his ideal, enough to make him crazy.

In the carriage, Ning Caichen closed his eyes and looked at the goldfish above his head consciously: "Xiaoqian, can you see the goldfish three feet above my head?"

"I can't see it, but Brother Yan probably can. Xiao Qian paused: "All the monks who have practiced the art of looking at qi should be fine." ”

"The carp turns into a dragon, and being seen by others means trouble, but there is a way to hide it. Ning Caichen muttered softly.

"The treasure of the Black Wind Mountain, the Great Illusion Necklace, isn't it possible to change your appearance, breath and cultivation at will?" Xiao Qian said: "You can use this to try, can you temporarily cover the appearance of the carp turning into a dragon." If you can't, you need to be prepared. ”

Ning Caichen bowed slightly, instilling true qi into the Great Illusion Necklace, and a strange force was driven by him to three feet above his head, fluctuating like water ripples, containing the goldfish in it.

After a while, the goldfish gradually became illusory, and within three feet of the head, there were no more visions.

"It really can. A hint of surprise appeared in Ning Caichen's heart, and after thinking for a while, he mobilized the power of the illusion and the seriousness, covering up the two opened up canons, creating the illusion of a third-rate realm master.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger may sometimes get more benefits.

Jinhua, Gu County.

The turmoil of the sudden death of the county order at the beginning has long since become invisible, and the Ming Empire, which is in the waning mountains, cannot manage this remote small county at all; there is not much oil and water to fish, and the officials of Jinhua Mansion will not take a serious look.

When Ning Caichen left, the team of the original county order, headed by Zhao Jiaotou, fought with the local wealthy family that had taken root for decades. Today, the rest of the month has passed, and these two groups of people still have not divided the winner, like two majestic iron roosters, fighting each other for a chicken coop.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and no matter how small the place is, it must be divided into three, six, nine and so on. This is the nature of human beings.

For these two iron roosters, the people in the county are happy to watch the excitement, for them, no matter who is in power in the future, there will be no less exploitation and oppression. In this era, the rule of life of the poor was to keep to themselves and let the officials exploit them. It's not impossible to fight if you want to fight, you can get fame in reading exams, even if you get a talented person, the county order of this small county will be turned into respect.

Reverence for the high-level, respect for the hidden dragon, and oppression of civilians are the most common phenomena in the Ming officialdom.

On this day, outside a dilapidated house in the county, Ning Shan laboriously poured two buckets of well water into the water tank, and sat back on the stone steps in front of the door with heavy breathing.

"Take the money to hire someone to open a well at home, you are not young, and you are always carrying water to you, so you may be tired of your body. Wang walked out of the house with a needle and thread and looked at her husband distressedly.

"I'm really scared of poverty, and I don't dare to spend every penny easily. Ning Shan's breathing smoothed out: "What's more, when Chen'er left, didn't he say that he would take us to Jinhua." ”

Speaking of his son, a trace of worry flashed in Wang's eyes: "It doesn't matter if he can't return to Jinhua, as long as he can be safe......"

"Mr. Ning, Mrs. Wang, are you two in good health?" A burst of footsteps came suddenly, and the husband and wife turned their heads to look, and they were shocked and panicked.