In the dilapidated house, Ji Chengzong wiped his face with cold water.
Looking at his nephew who was not only able to walk, but also alive and well, he was still a little worried and advised:
"You really don't need to ask Mr. Zhou to come over and take a look again? He retired from the Imperial Medical Bureau. He also went on an expedition with the army before. He knows all kinds of external and internal injuries of warriors."
Ji Yuan, who originally had half of his foot in the gate of hell, was now unscathed and showed no signs of injury at all.
He put on the cloud eagle robe that represented the Tiqi, shook his head and said:
"Second uncle, the more favors you use, the less you use them. Let's forget it. Since my injury has healed and my movements are fine, why bother bothering Mr. Zhou anymore."
Replacing the gray destiny [dying] is equivalent to getting rid of the negative state of the body.
With the blessing of the white destiny [Dragon Spirit and Tiger Fierce], Ji Yuan was simply full of energy.
Compared to before, it seems like a completely different person.
There is an illusion that the strength of all four limbs is almost endless.
"Jiuro, if something happens to you, how can I have the dignity to go see my elder brother?
When our generation comes to the Ji family, the number of members is already small, so we are counting on you to continue the family lineage."
Ji Chengzong looked sad and babbled like a little old man.
He got married early and established a career, but unfortunately he still has no children and regards his nephew as his own.
"I know what's going on, so there's no need to worry, Uncle Second."
Ji Yuan did not expect that at the age of fifteen, he would be forced to marry.
Perhaps in ancient times, it was normal.
However, for Ji Yuan, who still retains some modern concepts, this is a case of hooking up with an underage girl, which is psychologically unacceptable.
"You've been stubborn since you were a child, and you won't listen to advice, so that's fine."
Ji Chengzong sighed, knowing that his nephew always had his own opinions, so he asked instead:
"Speaking of which, Jiulang, have you ever had a conflict with Lin Lu, a hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen?"
Ji Yuan raised his eyebrows and didn't hide it.
Just decisively tell your second uncle all your personal guesses and strange things.
At the end, I added an understatement:
"...That man surnamed Lin clearly wants to drive me out of Beizhen Fusi, or force me to hand over the seat of 100 households that should be filled! His heart is so cruel, he deserves to die!"
After hearing the blue veins on his forehead beating, Ji Chengzong clenched his palms and held down the knife.
Like a tiger descending from the mountain that chooses people to devour, it cursed angrily:
"What a killer! What a greedy bitch!
Three months ago, Jiulang, you passed the assessment of the martial arts hall and reached the age where you can tie your hair.
So I handed Lin Baihu a hundred taels of silver and asked him to clear the relationship, hoping that you could quickly fill the vacancy left by my eldest brother during his lifetime.
In the end, I only managed to get a rankless Tiqi, and that’s all I didn’t ask him to raise an army to hold him accountable. This guy dared to murder you!"
Ji Chengzong stood up suddenly, his murderous intent clearly revealed in his words.
He is also from Liaodong and was born in the army.
A ruthless character who can mount a horse to kill bandits and dismount to cut off people's heads when he is only a teenager.
"Jiuro, why didn't you tell me earlier? That bitch almost killed you!"
Ji Chengzong was pacing back and forth in the yard. He was out of energy and went straight to Lin Baihu to fight for his life.
He is just a chief bannerman of Nanzhen Fusi, and his official position is one level lower than that of the other party.
Moreover, the two yamen of the Northern and Southern Zhenfusi were not under each other's control.
Even when the two commanders met on a regular basis, they didn't look down upon each other.
"I want to solve this matter myself. Second uncle, you are working as an errand at Fusi Yamen in Nanzhen. If you interfere with Fusi in Beizhen, you will cause trouble. It's better for me to do it myself."
Ji Yuan appeared decisive on the surface, as if he wanted to take charge of his own affairs.
But I felt very helpless in my heart, as I was originally a withdrawn person.
He keeps everything to himself and hardly talks to outsiders.
Coupled with his lack of experience, he was assassinated.
"As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of the county magistrate, you are afraid of the current administration. Jiulang, you are working under the surname Lin and you are under control. How can you fight with him?"
Ji Chengzong shook his head repeatedly and said simply:
"I'll simply spend some money and transfer you to Fusi in Nanzhen. You can get out of Lin's hands first, and then I'll find an opportunity to deal with him later!"
Ji Yuan pursed his lips, took out the sharp sword, and wiped it gently with a sweat towel soaked in water.
The cold and stern eyes reflected on the blade, giving off a piercing aura.
Thinking of the many tragedies in the Liaodong military town and the deaths of his entire family, he said solemnly:
"Wouldn't that mean that he was taking advantage of Lin's surname? As soon as I left, he would just hand over the seat of the 100th household to others.
The Ji family in Liaodong was all gone, including my father, my mother, my five-year-old brother, and my infant sister... It took so many lives to buy such a hundred households.
Second uncle, tell me...can I leave?"
Ji Yuan raised his head, and when Ji Chengzong met those cold eyes that were as sharp as an eagle, his heart skipped a beat and he fell silent.
Recalling that in his hometown in Liaodong, he and his elder brother Ji Chengzu joined the army and struggled to survive.
A few years later, I got lucky and raided the den of a group of thieves who dominated the mountain.
Two boxes of jewelry and silver, thirty good horses, five mysterious armors, and seventeen human heads were seized.
All of them were handed over to Shangguan in exchange for two places to enter the Black Dragon Terrace.
One is Nanzhen Fusi, who enforces laws and disciplines and inspects hundreds of officials;
One is Beizhen Fusi, who supervises the handling of major cases and criminal investigations.
The former mostly move around in Tianjing City and rarely fight;
The latter was active in the prefectures and counties of Jing Dynasty and was extremely dangerous.
It was supposed to be the brothers drawing lots to decide where to go.
But the eldest brother Ji Chengzu chose Beizhen Fusi without any hesitation, and half a year later he was assigned the job of lurking in Delong Trading Company as a secret agent.
Ji Chengzong went to Tianjing alone to get married and start a business safely.
No one thought that this farewell would be an eternal farewell, and we would be strangers to each other forever.
"Jiulang, my second uncle is not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he is afraid that something will happen to you!
Listen to me, take a step back and hold back this tone.
Second uncle, I guarantee that the man named Lin will be dead within half a month!
If he is not dead, I would rather give up my bullfighting uniform and kill this bull!"
Ji Chengzong was worried that his nephew, young and energetic, would lose his life in vain.
No matter how useless Lin Lu is, he is still an accomplished second-level warrior.
Jiulang barely passed the first level of external refining, but failed to complete the internal refining. He did not even step into the first stage of surrender.
If the two of them were to meet with swords, there would be a huge gap in strength.
"Second uncle, I am not so reckless as to rush into the government office single-handedly and put a knife on Lin's neck...
Don’t worry, after finally going through hell on earth like Liaodong and the Shura Killing Fields, I cherish my life very much and will not do anything stupid impulsively.”
Ji Yuan finished wiping the knife in his hand, his eyes were calm, and he chuckled:
"Nanzhen Fusi is a retreat, but I don't want to leave now. I have to try to climb this mountain named Lin, otherwise we Liaodong people will look like we have no talent."
The reason why he rejected his second uncle was simple.
In Heilongtai, the north is larger than the south.
Transferring from Beizhen Fusi to Nanzhen Fusi is tantamount to being demoted.
Even if Ji Chengzong protects him, it will be difficult for him to get ahead in the future.
Ji Yuan was a ruthless man who had seen blood and fire, and came to such a boundless world where martial arts prevailed.
I don’t have much longing for a stable life.
He understood very well in his heart that the more lax the laws and regulations, the more dangerous the world is in which power outweighs justice.
The more you want to have a knife in your hand, the more you need fire in your heart.
Otherwise, how can we protect our relatives and friends, and preserve the dignity of being a human being?
Stand high and see far.
Only then can you live well and go long!
"The ancients said that when a person lives in the world, he should drink the best wine, ride the strongest horse, and have the most beautiful woman... I drank a lot of wine in my previous life, and I also rode rouged horses from different places. Naturally, I can't lose in this life.
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Ji Yuan's thoughts are so simple and pure.
"You have made up your mind, and my second uncle won't say anything more. We, the good men of Liaodong, have never been afraid of anyone since we were born!
However, Jiulang, you must remember one thing. When practicing martial arts, you would rather think about progress than stop!
This is not the case in the officialdom. You must be prepared for danger, retreat, and change!
Sometimes if you take a step further, you will be exhausted, but if you take a step back, the sky will be brighter!"
Ji Chengzong looked serious and gave serious instructions.
Tianjing Xiongcheng was the capital of Jing Dynasty and the most beautiful place.
There is never a shortage of local snakes and river dragons.
If you want to prosper, you must have both vision and courage.
"I will always keep my second uncle's teachings in mind."
Ji Yuan stood in the yard, his tone calm but loud:
"Seven days! After seven days, if I can't keep this Tiqiyun eagle robe, I will willingly go to Nanzhen Fusi as an errand."