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Chapter 17 Moon Black and Wind High, Thieves Come to the Door

"A man's reputation should be taken from his sword!"

Ji Yuan's voice was not high, but extremely firm and powerful.

Coupled with that stern young face, there is a burst of heroic spirit, which makes people sigh with admiration.

"What a Liaodong son! Your words are enough for me to drink three more jars of Jiannan to burn spring!"

Professor Wei slapped his palm on the table, causing the cups to shake.

The dog meat restaurant, filled with the aroma of meat and wine, suddenly fell silent.

The noisy voice, mixed with obscene words, slang, laughter and curses, melted like ice and snow in an instant.

After seeing that the two military masters were in peace, they continued to eat meat and drink wine.

The lively atmosphere soon returned.

"Jiuro understands the importance and support of the coach.

I entered the martial arts hall and took the martial arts examinations in order to settle down and live my life without being suppressed by superior officials..."

Ji Yuan did not hide anything, and briefly talked about his personal experience of being murdered by Lin Lu in Fusi, Beizhen.

"How can I, my whole family, sacrifice their lives to buy hundreds of vacancies for villains to do business and exchange for money!

Therefore, even if Jiulang knew that it was not easy to gain fame as a martial arts scholar, he would still try his best to gain a high status.

I just hope that one day I can inherit my father's legacy, put on that flying fish suit, and let him rest in peace under the underworld."

This statement may be true or false.

When Coach Wei gave the choice of joining the army.

Ji Yuan seriously considered whether to agree.

At the age of thirty, Tan Wenying became a first-class official in the dynasty and took charge of the Commander-in-Chief of the Fifth Army. His future prospects are limitless.

If you can hold on to this thigh and be appreciated, you will surely prosper.

Ji Yuan was indeed moved for a moment.

"I remember that Tan Wenying was a member of King Yan's party in the government and the opposition, but now he is the prince supervising the country, and behind him there is a saint who has not been in court for twenty years... Is it possible that he will not be able to gain favor by getting involved?"

Perhaps because he was reincarnated as a human being, Ji Yuan's perspective is different from others.

Coach Wei thought that Tan Wenying would become the governor, hold a high and powerful position, and recruit talents.

If you go by yourself, you can reuse it and it won't be buried.

But as a keyboard warrior who knows a little bit about everything, Ji Yuan saw a deeper problem.

That is a national dispute!

It stands to reason that the prince has been appointed and has been in charge of the country for twenty years.

There is no doubt that he will inherit the throne.

Unfortunately, Jing Dynasty's luck was at its peak, and it was a rare situation of "five dragons in the same dynasty".

Except for the secluded saint and the prince of the East Palace.

There are also King Yan, King Huai, and King Ning.

Each one dominates one area and has the appearance of a hidden dragon.

"Although I am an unknown person, I may not be able to succeed in such a big matter as fighting for the throne, but there is no guarantee that the situation will change unexpectedly and I will be dragged into it involuntarily.

Following other powerful people, if you stand in the wrong team, you will be implicated.

The North and South Town Fusi Yamen are under the control of Heilongtai. The Governor Ying, who is expected to reach the realm of supernatural power, is a close confidant of the saint. He is only responsible to the saint. Even the prince cannot give orders. There is no possibility of forming a clique, but it is the safest.

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In just a moment, Ji Yuan thought through the pros and cons and rejected Coach Wei's good intentions.

His professional habits in his previous life required him to speculate on subsequent changes at every step he took.

Otherwise, it is easy to step into a pit.

Coach Wei didn't know all these twists and turns. He only felt that the next generation was terrifying and rare.

Even if you don't care about your great future, you still have to compete with the generals.

There are not many people from poor families in Tianjing City who have this kind of mentality.

"If there is anything I can do to help, Jiulang can just say that a certain Wei man has mediocre martial arts and a low official position, but he is never afraid of trouble! The laws set by the saint are still there, and those generals cannot cover them up with just one hand.

sky!"

Hearing what Coach Wei said, Ji Yuan solemnly nodded and thanked him again.

The friendship between men is sometimes so simple.

If you are of the same mind, a glass of wine and a word can save your life.

“When dealing with generous people, the most important thing is sincerity and freedom, so that we can get closer to each other.”

Ji Yuan's eyes were calm, he behaved like a human when seeing others and pretended to be a ghost when seeing ghosts. This was a subconscious behavior that he had been used to for many years.

Coach Wei stopped drinking when he was drunk, and did not deliberately pursue getting drunk to stop drinking.

When I walked out of the dog meat restaurant, the cold wind blew outside, and I instantly became sober.

He looked at Ji Jiulang, who had clear eyes, with a deeper sense of approval in his heart, and reminded:

"I have also heard about the reputation of your boss. His martial arts practice is average, and he is at the level of two realms, but he is good at collecting money, accepting bribes, and exploiting his subordinates.

If he dares to do business privately with the position of a hundred households, there must be someone behind him.

As the saying goes, a villain works for a tiger. The villain is just like the ghost, just helping the man-eating tiger to do things.

If you want to punish Lin Lu, you must know who his backer is, so as not to involve yourself.

Especially since you broke one of the general flag's legs today, Lin Lu will definitely use the situation to catch you!"

Ji Yuanshen agreed, and he was planning to ask his second uncle Ji Chengzong to investigate.

The man surnamed Lin acted so arrogantly, and the other hundreds of households turned a blind eye. It must be that someone from a thousand households was backing him.

"If you can sit in the position of Qianhu in Fusi, Beizhen, you are at least a three-level blood-changing warrior. You are not easy to mess with."

Although Ji Yuan thought so, his expression was very calm.

When someone puts a knife on your neck, do you still have to consider whether it will splatter the adult's blood?

He glanced at Coach Wei, who was as tall as an iron tower, and suddenly thought:

"I wonder how advanced the martial arts of Instructor Wei, who has been a guerrilla general, is?"

The map of the Emperor's Dao in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook and emitted a brilliant light.

As Ji Yuan's eyes focused and his mind concentrated, lines of ancient handwriting suddenly appeared.

【Wei Yang】

[Fate number: three white and two gray, the wealth of a young man]

[One hundred men killed (white), loyal and brave (white), fierce soldiers (white), Qi and blood decayed (grey), cold poison entered the body (grey)]

"The Emperor's Dao Diagram really reflects the world, and even the fate of others can be manifested."

Ji Yuan was a little surprised and admired secretly.

In this way, he can not only understand the opponent's information, but also find targeted weaknesses to achieve the effect of predicting the enemy's aircraft first.

"However, reflecting your destiny may not always succeed. You can do whatever you want. If you meet a noble person, I'm afraid there will be risks... Be careful and you won't make a big mistake."

Ji Yuan withdrew his gaze and remained alert at all times.

"My house is right in front. Coach, do you want to drink a bowl of hangover soup before leaving?"

Coach Wei walked steadily all the way to the entrance of Nanmen Hutong.

He glanced inside, frowned, and said loudly:

"How can a few jars of Jiannan burn spring make you drunk... It's just that it's dark and windy this month, Jiulang, you have to be careful about thieves coming to your door!"

When the words came to the last word, it turned into a loud shout, like thunder.

Ji Yuan reacted in advance and quickly took a few steps back.

He saw that Wei Jiaotou's eyes were wide open and his chest and abdomen were deflated.

The billowing airflow is absorbed into it, condensed into balls of pure inner air, and spit out!

boom!

The walls on both sides of the alley trembled, as if a strong wind was blowing and making noises!

If you get too close, your ears may be deafened!

In the dark alley, several figures immediately fell out and screamed for mercy.

"He is really a thief!"

Coach Wei stepped forward, and his burly figure flashed into the rather narrow alley like an arrow.

A veteran of the battlefield like him, who kills people like mowing grass, does it neatly and swiftly.

Like a tiger swarming a flock of sheep, it takes a few breaths to knock down a large number of people.

"Jiulang, this fat guy must be a gangster and a gangster from Qiangliang!

The laws of the Jing Dynasty prohibited good citizens from carrying swords and crossbows. Not only that, this fat pig also pretended to be a member of your family in Fusi, Beizhen. He just wore a flying fish suit. He was really looking for death!

You quickly break his hands and feet, take him to prison, and torture him severely!"

Not long after, Coach Wei walked up to Ji Yuan carrying a fat man with a bloated body, a bruised nose and a swollen face, and kept winking.

The latter understood, kicked his feet hard twice, and cursed:

"You are indeed so bold! You actually pretended to be Beizhen Fusi in front of me...Does something like a pig or dog deserve to wear this flying fish suit?!"

Still not relieved after saying this, Ji Yuan raised his hand and slapped him several more times. His fat face was swollen and covered with bruises, like a pig's head.

After he was exhausted, he leaned over to take a look, and then exclaimed:

"Lin Baihu? Why are you hiding in an alley with so many brothers?"


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