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Chapter 485 I am Lin Chong

On the martial arts training ground.

A father and son held white wax poles and faced each other from a distance.

Both of them have good-looking faces, exuding a sense of uprightness. The older one has a more solemn face, while the younger one is full of heroic spirit.

After a moment of stalemate, the middle-aged man swung the white wax pole in his hand back. The long wooden pole touched the ground and dragged along, splashing out sparks as it approached.

The young man remained motionless, his eyes first falling on the long pole, and then turning to stare at his opponent.

A flash of admiration flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man. He swung the long pole with his ape arms and moved his feet. He almost jumped into the air. At the same time, he was majestic and at the same time, under the refraction of the sun, the tip of the pole seemed to shine brightly.

The brilliance is incredible.

The young man took a step back with his left foot, turned his eyes sideways to avoid the sharp edge, and at the same time, he lifted up a large plate with a long pole in his hand, like carrying a tiger back to the mountain, roaring out a strong wind.

When the opponent's club head pierced the front, he stamped his left foot again, and the spear instantly pierced out from the left side like a dragon's claws. It struck the opponent's club with the last strike first.

The fierce battle began. The long poles in the hands of the two people drew arcs of light, using the same spear technique. Their moves were as fast as thunder, and the storm-like offensive was replaced by the sound of rain hitting plantains.

The servants on the sidelines watched intently and cheered secretly.

After thirty or forty well-matched moves, the fierce fighting sounds gradually disappeared.

It's not that they are exhausted, but that the two people strictly control the leakage of power between their moves. Only the other party can detect the hidden threat.

What this competition is about is the exquisiteness of marksmanship, the longevity of breath, and even more so, the calmness of mind.

Logically speaking, the middle-aged man should have the advantage in all these aspects, but after more than twenty moves, looking at the weak-headed man with a focused look and a calm face, it was the middle-aged man who was surprised and happy who took the lead in changing his moves.

Big man.

The shaft of his shaft suddenly paused, and a cold light flowed around. The long, waxy shaft seemed to be coated with a layer of cold brilliance, and a strong wind blew up.

The young man's response was to suddenly pounce and draw down the shot.

There was no change in his move. He drew an arc and drew it at an incredible speed.

There was a snapping sound, and the club head collided with the club head. Even though the white wax pole was soft but not broken, and the shaft could bend to the extreme without splitting, the wood chips were flying and splattered in all directions.

The middle-aged man pulled back with surprise in his tone: "This shot was so clever that it seemed clumsy. Did you have an idea in advance, or did you adapt to the situation and defeat Leng Yue's style?"

The young man said: "Let's adapt to the situation. It's also a competition of weapons. If you use a family heirloom gun, you won't be able to use such tricks."

In order not to make his son proud, the middle-aged man regained his composure and said, "You already have seven points of your father's true legacy. You can learn the Hanxing Lengyue Spear."

The young man said: "I still need to lay a solid foundation, and I won't rush it for a while."

The middle-aged man stared at his radiant and unassuming son, and finally couldn't help but smile: "Those lazy fellows in the Forbidden Army, if you were a little more diligent, I would be much less worried!"

"That's probably impossible..."

Li Yan laughed in his heart.

The middle-aged man in front of him was named Lin Yuanjing, also given the courtesy name Shuhe. He served as a prefect in Kaifeng, Tokyo. He was the father of his new world.

Tijia is an official position unique to the Song Dynasty. It directly translates to "managing the leadership" and has both civil and military positions.

The most common ones are military attaches placed along the way or in a state. They are in charge of military and robber affairs and are responsible for daily security such as army training and arresting thieves. Their grades range from seventh to sixth grades. Lu Zhishen was in Laozhongjinglue.

Next, I will serve as such a prefect.

The other one is the superintendent who supervises and inspects the program. It is the old unfortunate Yang Zhi who does the heaviest work and receives the most vicious scoldings.

A person's jurisdiction is comparable to an official position the size of a mustard seed, and he can only show off his talents."

The third type is different, they are civil servants, including the tea shop (in charge of the tea and salt monopoly), the miscellaneous shopping mall (in charge of the sundries needed by the palace and the government), and the Wensiyuan (supply of rare utensils to the palace).

, Zuoku (for storing gold, silver, money, and silk), all have officials to oversee them, collectively known as the "four jurisdictions", it's a fat one.

The last one is in the late Northern Song Dynasty. In order to cope with the increasingly serious financial crisis, the government searched for minerals in various places and mined them to cast money. They established the Wulu Pit Smelting Department to deal with the matter. To put it bluntly, they were money-casting officials. They had the largest number.

, a mixed bag of good and bad, the slogan is not to talk about the prosperity of the Song Dynasty, but just to make money.

Lin Yuanjing is the first and most serious type of prefect, a seventh-rank official. Although his rank is not low, his power is very small.

The dispatch of officials in the Song Dynasty was the most important. There were many officials but few, and four or five officials often competed for one position. The seventh-grade official sounded good, but in fact, he was responsible for training and teaching, which was equivalent to a instructor in the Forbidden Army.

Some people must have guessed with difficulty that Li Yan's identity in the new world is Lin Chong, who will inherit his father's legacy and become the gun and stick instructor of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army in the capital.

At this time, the father and son had finished their discussion, and Lin Yuanjing just happened to think of official duties: "As soon as you and the Queen are crowned, you will hire a gentleman for your father to give you a cousin, and you should also join the public service and find a straight family background."

Already."

The Youban Palace has always been a ninth-rank official. The Lin family cannot be said to be a family of military officers, but they have lived in Bianjing as officials for three generations. With their son's martial arts skills and the proliferation of official ranks nowadays, there is no problem in getting a ninth-rank official.

Li Yan said: "Father, I have gained some experience in marksmanship recently, and I don't want to be disturbed by chores..."

When he heard the word "chores", Lin Yuanjing's brows suddenly raised, but then he heard his son continue: "Even if I become a right-level official, I won't be dispatched. It's better to learn martial arts and have the ability to go to work."

There is no fear in the world. If you are incompetent, you may not be able to move even an inch."

Lin Yuanjing's face was soothing, but his eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said slowly: "It's good for you to have this ambition, but in the officialdom, it's not as simple as you think... Anyway, just practice your spear well.

, don’t relax!”

Li Yan clasped his fists: "Yes!"

Lin Yuanjing finally left feeling relieved, and Li Yan was also quite satisfied with the family atmosphere.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After he came to this new world, he adapted quickly.

From modern times to ancient times, I felt uncomfortable for a long time. From the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, it was much easier to accept.

What's more, Lin Chong, like Li Yuanfang, is a first-class strongman. He is just a little bit higher on the basics and is not too conspicuous.

Now it's up to the people around you to adapt.

Wouldn’t it be bad to learn all the secrets passed down from your family in the blink of an eye?

This is not something he is proud of, after all, this is what is written on the panel——

[Identity: Li Yan]

[History: Lin Chong]

[Appearance: 10 (heroic)]

[Physique: 30 (Martial arts prodigy, all kinds of martial arts, one can learn them once, and become perfect after a while)]

[Wisdom: 15 (Excellent wisdom and mediocre intelligence)]

[Family background: 13 (Bianjing household registration, winning at the starting line of life, generations of warriors, losing at the starting line of officialdom)/??(Tianxiongxing)]

[Luck: 22 (You don’t have to worry about your wife being in danger when you go out, the premise is that you have a wife)]

[The highest attribute of a mortal in this world is 50 points, and the highest attribute of an immortal is unknown]

[Talents (10/16): True Martial Saint Body, Visitor from Another World (not used), Although he is a strong man but still cautious (reserve attribute points 0), Pokémon Master (Spiritual Pet Sleeping 3), Trainee Death (not effective)

, Backstabbing Master, Unnamed, Arsonist with Heart, Nonsense Literature, Telepathy]

[Experienced events: None]

[Fame: Obscurity (Bianjing), Obscurity (Song Dynasty), Obscurity (Plane)]

[Free attribute points: none]

[Achievement Points: None]



If you choose soul travel, it will definitely not have such attributes. Although the achievement points are now zero, the initial panel is quite high.

Let’s not talk about other complaints for now. In terms of appearance alone, Li Yan is different from the original work. Lin Chong, nicknamed Leopard Head, actually looks exactly like Zhang Fei. He has a leopard head with ringed eyes, a swallow-like jaw and a tiger beard, and is eight feet tall, with a tiger’s back and a bear’s waist.

It's a pity that under such a majestic appearance, there is a temperament that is always tolerant. In everything, he wants to take a step back to open up the sea and the sky, and then retreat to the point where his family is ruined and his family is destroyed.

Of course, it would be useless if Lin Chong refused to retreat.

Take Wu Song for example, he is never soft-hearted towards his enemies, he doesn’t hold back any aggrievedness, and he is not blindly reckless. Wouldn’t the result be blood splattering in Yuanyang Tower?

Comparing it with Lu Zhishen, someone later concluded that Lin Chong took one step back when faced with trouble, Lu Zhishen took one step forward when faced with trouble, and Wu Song advanced and retreated appropriately when faced with trouble, but all three types of people were forced to have no way out.

The world is like this, what can we do?

Just look at the current emperor.

Historically, the saints in the early Tang Dynasty were Li Shimin, Li Zhi and Wu Zetian.

The official families that will be welcomed now are Song Huizong, Song Qinzong, Song Gaozong...

Oh, by the way, it is well known that the emperor of the Song Dynasty was called the official family, and the saint became the title of the queen.

A change of title suddenly gives rise to a sense of change.

The year 678 in the last world has become the year 1100 today.

It is indeed a time of great changes.

Li Yan calmed down his thoughts, took a green bamboo gun from the side, and practiced the 36-style Lin family gun.

Gradually, the thirty-six postures were eliminated and the essence was condensed into eighteen postures.

Then simplify the complex into nine forms.

At this point, Li Yan's movements finally slowed down. After careful consideration, he began to refine each move.

The servants were puzzled at first and didn't quite understand why the young man was practicing spears like this, but gradually their eyes were drawn to him, and they felt that there seemed to be endless charm in those simple movements, and they couldn't take their eyes away.

Suddenly, Li Yan stopped, swung one arm, and threw the spear out, twenty steps away, and flew back to the weapons rack. Not only did it fit perfectly, the wooden frame didn't even sway.

He came down to the sidelines with the astonished gazes from all around. The cleverest servant wanted to pass the handkerchief, but found that his head was sweating. The young man's whole body was refreshing, and he couldn't help but said: "Erlang is really

So majestic!”

Lin Chong is the second eldest son in the family, and is called Erlang. If he is the eldest, he doesn't have to worry about being mixed up with Wu Dalang, because he is very young now.

The number one young male in the Song and Yuan Dynasties was commonly known as "Brother Xiao Yi". For example, the prodigal Yan Qing, being called "Brother Xiao Yi" was not a special treatment, but that's what he should be called.

In comparison, Li Yan still felt that Erlang was more pleasant to listen to.

Looking at this most clever servant, he also smiled: "Lin San, I've only been practicing my martial arts these days and haven't had a good tour of Bianjing City yet. Please accompany me."

Lin San is a son of the family, given the surname Lin, and has served the Lin family for several generations. Hearing this, he was a little puzzled: "Erlang, we grew up in the capital..."

Li Yan said leisurely: "With the new emperor ascending the throne, the future of the Song Dynasty will definitely be better. How can we not take a good look... Let's go!"


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