In the past three years, Wu Chong has been extremely ordinary, as if he has truly become an ordinary person in this world.
In his thirties, he has grown a long beard and looks much more stable. His paintings are becoming more and more valuable, and his reputation has spread to other places.
Due to the activities of the Ling family, he was promoted not long ago and became the prefect of Jiangzhou. His power is still in the Jiangnan boundary. After coming to this world for so long, Wu Chong has gradually understood the pattern of this world. On the surface, there are
The existence of the imperial court is the supreme authority respected by all the people in the world.
But in fact, the world is controlled by the four great innate families, and the imperial court is just a derivative of the compromise between the four great families.
With this kind of background, people from the royal family would naturally not be willing to accept it.
They are eager to master the power of 'innate'. The Seven Emotions Society was born under this background. According to the information Wu Chong has received over the years, although the royal family does not have innate power, it also has a treasure inside. They used this back then.
The baby made the four major families recognize their orthodox status.
So the world is divided into five points.
However, these are all fights between big shots, and on the surface everyone is still in harmony.
For ordinary people, the world is unified.
Wu Chong didn't deliberately inquire about this information, it was all collected by Ma Qiang and others for him when they were collecting secret books over the years.
In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.
The sky that had just rained was blue, and the air was filled with the fragrance of earth. The old government building exuded vitality under the early morning sunshine. The buds that had just broken ground on the wall grew in the sunshine, and dewdrops hung on the branches.
Dripping green.
After being promoted to prefect, Wu Chong still lived in the government office.
Wu Chong, a thin man in his thirties, wearing a sky-blue official uniform, stood in the courtyard and painted slowly.
Next to him, Ling Zhujun, who was wearing an emerald green gown, slowly helped him polish the ink. He was as gentle and lovely as the women in the Jiangnan water town.
"My master's skills are getting deeper and deeper. The eagle on this painting seems to be about to fly out."
The moment Wu Chong picked up the pen, Ling Zhujun couldn't help but praise him.
Although Wu Chong does not have the ability to 'know' and cultivate, this talent is what she appreciates the most. Her husband has never changed in so many years, he is still as calm and majestic as before. And the aura on his body is even more...
Charming.
"It's still a little bit worse."
Wu Chong put the pen on the pen holder and sighed.
His painting skills have been stagnant at the second level for three years. In these three years, he painted many paintings, but in the end he failed to reach the third level.
god!
This is the third level of calligraphy and painting.
Many people think this is a fantasy, but Wu Chong knows that this realm is real. Because the panels have been included, he was inspired this morning and thought that the opportunity for a breakthrough had come. Who knew that after one painting, he was still far behind?
So with a little meaning, this picture of the eagle spreading its wings is still at the level of "meaning".
"It's already very impressive. Nowadays, the master's paintings are hard to come by."
As he spoke, a hint of pride flashed in Ling Zhujun's eyes.
The husband she chose was so outstanding.
Wu Chong smiled and looked at the order on the table next to him.
'I have issued an order to promote Wu Chong, the prefect of Jiangzhou, to the governor of Qingjiang. The order will take effect on the day it is issued.'
This order is interesting.
Everyone knows that Wu Chong is Ling Zhujun's husband and a die-hard member of the Ling family.
But the royal family didn't seem to know, so they transferred him to another place. The Qingjiang River above the transfer order was the area controlled by the royal family. If Wu rushed over, life would definitely not be peaceful.
When he received this transfer order before, Ling Zhujun threw the things on the ground, but Wu Chong asked his servants to pick them up.
The transfer order was issued three days ago. As soon as Wu Chong received the transfer order, he knew that a new round of temptation was coming. Although his life has been peaceful these years, the Ling family has never been peaceful. His wife
Lord Lingzhu has already made a name for himself as a 'Jade Rakshasa', so one can imagine the fierce competition behind it.
"Husband, do you want to go?"
A hint of worry flashed in Ling Zhujun's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by evil spirits.
She felt that she had been too kind recently, causing some people to think they had caught a flaw and tried to test her.
In Ling Zhujun's view, her husband is a scholar who knows nothing about anything, and he definitely does not want to give up this opportunity to get promoted and make a fortune. The governor of Qingjiang is now a first-class official, which is a height that many scholars cannot reach in their lifetime. This kind of opportunity
Temptation is an irresistible temptation for those who do not know the "dark side" of the world.
"Of course I did."
Wu Chong was thinking about the other side.
He has not been idle these years. Using Ma Qiang's group of people, he has developed a large number of tool workers.
These people are all hardcore people who have practiced 'supernatural powers'.
Under the erosion of these people, his erosion of the way of heaven has accelerated recently.
"It's very dangerous outside. If my husband just wants to be promoted..."
Ling Zhujun hesitated for a moment and then expressed his thoughts.
"I'm going to be an official, not a bandit. What's the danger? Is there anyone in the world who dares to plot against an official of the imperial court?" Wu Chong touched Ling Zhujun's hair and interrupted what she had not finished saying.
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Lord Lingzhu fell silent.
In his opinion, the husband must be a scholar and his arrogance has exploded.
He didn't want to rely on the Ling family's connections. He wanted to use his talents to prove himself, rather than being called a sycophant who relied on nepotism to get promoted.
"Then I have a condition."
Ling Zhujun raised his head and looked at Wu Chong firmly.
"Take Dai Yong with me. I can rest assured that he will protect me."
"Fine."
Wu Chong agreed to this request.
To him, Dai Yong is no different from an airman. He has done countless things secretly in the past three years, and there has never been a time when Dai Yong was not guarding the door. This kid is just a decoration now, Ma Qiang and the others can easily kill him.
However, Wu Chong knew the reason why Lord Lingzhu asked him to bring Dai Yong with him. He could feel that there was a force sealed on Dai Yong. This force was very similar to the aura on Lord Lingzhu. It was estimated that at a certain key point, this force
Power will burst out to save his life.
After sending Ling Zhujun away, Wu Chong returned indoors.
Looking at the picture of an eagle spreading its wings on the table, a ferocious aura burst out of the painting. This ferocious goshawk stuck out its head and stared at Wu Chong with its eagle eyes, giving him an unprecedented ferocious feeling. This
This is something that has never been seen in any painting before. Under this atmosphere, the eagle on the scroll seems to have come to life.
There is life!
His unruly eyes were filled with rebellion and dissatisfaction with Wu Chong, the Creator.
"It's somewhat similar to my skin painting technique. I wonder if I can learn from it."
Wu Chong stretched out his hand and pressed his five fingers on the eagle's head.
Black smoke rose, and when the palms were moved away, the eagle returned to the scroll. The difference was that it changed its posture, and there was another emotion in its unruly eyes.