I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years! - Chapter 391

[60. Why is it you again?]

Tuzhou’s official uniformed the yamen, Jin Fenglai from the Golden Wings Sword Hall touched his head helplessly and walked out of the yamen.

He was caught here by the officials and paid a fine. Daxia law does not allow street fights and disrupt public order. Violators will be fined 10 taels of silver.

Originally, people in the rivers and lakes walked the streets and alleys, where they could not have disputes. Those heroes or sects with names and surnames were either found by the officials to settle the money afterwards, or they settled on the spot directly by the fruits of face, but those who were nameless and surnamed The lone ranger, generally speaking, run away after pretending to be forced, and the officials of the government will not be able to catch them.

But this also depends on the location. For example, if you are making trouble in the capital, it means you are directly at the feet of the emperor and despise the laws set by the emperor. If the officials cannot catch you, they will be troubled by their superiors afterwards.

Now, although Tuzhou is a small town with a somewhat biased terrain, it is the only place designated by the Daxia court to hold a sword discussion meeting. Recently, Daxiazi and a group of important officials have heard that they will also come here.

The management specifications and manpower in the city have all been changed, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is another capital now.

Here, people in the arena are not fools. Here, they naturally dare not mess around. Jin Fenglai honestly apologized and paid a fine, and then he was able to walk out of the yamen.

He stood at the door of the yamen, his head downcast, and his mood was very depressed.

As a result, he and the gossip knife Shangqian, who had never been able to see the eye, lost one-on-one, and it was still in this city of Tuzhou. With the current speed of information dissemination in Tuzhou, Jin Fenglai estimated that by the afternoon, all the Tuzhoucheng will know that his swordsmanship is not as good as Shangqian’s.

According to the rules of the Sword Discussion Club in the past, he has actually been disqualified from the competition now. If he has to lick his face and sign up, he will not only lose his reputation, but the reputation of the entire Golden Winged Swordsmen will probably be destroyed by him. Defeat.

Second, the officials of this yamen are also very realistic. The winner is the king and the loser. Those who lose the heads-up on Tuzhou Street will not only lose their reputation, but also pay double fines, not only their own share. , but also to hand over the other party’s share.

Jin Fenglai went directly to 22 taels of silver. This is not a small amount. The settlement of ordinary people’s homes is made of copper coins officially issued by Daxia. He is the heir to the great sect, and he is not lightly affected by this.

Of course, the most annoying thing was losing to that pesky gossip knife Shangqian.

Jin Fenglai sighed and walked towards the pharmacy in the city of Tuzhou. The recent sword discussion has made all kinds of merchants in the whole of Tuzhou, such as medicinal materials merchants, inns, make a lot of money, and more importantly, , Because of the control of the imperial court, some people in the rivers and lakes who usually like to bully the market and do not give money for food have also honestly restrained in the city of Tuzhou, which makes the people of Tuzhou praise the saints today.

He walked a few steps when an acquaintance suddenly appeared on the road ahead.

“Brother Jin.”

Lin Sheng, the eldest disciple from Luosha Daomen in Pingzhou, was holding a knife and leaning against the door of a small shop on the side of the road. When he saw Jin Fenglai approaching, he straightened up and took the initiative to hit Jin Fenglai. call.

“Brother Lin.”

Jin Fenglai and this Lin Sheng are both swordsmen, and his father is familiar with Lin Sheng’s master, so after going back and forth, the two became good friends. Seeing Lin Sheng waiting here, Jin Fenglai felt a little bit in his heart. comfort.

“Brother Lin is here to comfort me?”

he asked.

“Yes, I heard that you are dueling people in the north of the city, and you want to be like Brother Jin, not the kind of guy who likes to cause trouble, so I think your opponent must be a very annoying person.”

Lin Sheng came over and said while walking with Jin Fenglai:

“Brother Jin… Victory and defeat are common things in the military, don’t take it to heart. To put it bluntly, this sword discussion meeting was not prepared for us juniors in the rivers and lakes, Brother Jin doesn’t have to worry about it.”

“Hey, Brother Lin doesn’t know something, I’m not someone who cares about winning or losing.”

Kim Bong Rae sighed:

“It’s really an opponent…too annoying.”

Lin Sheng thought about it after hearing the words.

“Brother Jin, why don’t I tell you a story.”

“Brother Lin, please speak.”

“The owner of this story is me, Brother Jin should know that we have three factions in Pingzhou, which have been fighting for the dominance of Pingzhou City. Luo Huaiyuan, the disciple of Folding Sword Hall, is also a character I hate very much, and he is more than me. I broke through the real world one step earlier, and on the day I broke through, I was brought to the door by him to find a fight, and then I was severely taught a lesson.”

Lin Sheng said:

“Afterwards, I practiced hard, and increased the time for practicing the sword technique and the mind technique by two hours every day. Except for eating, drinking, sleeping, and sleeping, I spent the rest of my time practicing in the door. The emperor paid off, and finally , three months later, I also broke through the realm of real people, and then found Luo Huaiyuan.”

“And then Brother Lin took revenge?”

Kim Bong-rae asked curiously.

“No, when I found him, he had been practicing in the realm of real people for more than three months.”

Lin Shengmu said with a face:

“I was humiliated again and lost.”

Jin Fenglai was speechless.

“Then what did Brother Lin tell me about this story?”

“I tell you what I mean.”

Lin Sheng patted his shoulder and said with a smile:

“Don’t worry about winning or losing, you will get used to it if you lose.”

Jin Fenglai shook off his palm and said angrily:

“That Gossip Knife used to speak rudely to my mother in public. I can’t forgive him, and I won’t get used to it!”

“Go, go, go.”

Lin Sheng clasped his hands together and apologized:

“I made a blunder for my brother. It’s useless to think about these troubles. Let’s go. When you finish taking the medicine, let’s go drink.”

“I still have a knife on my body, what kind of alcohol should I drink? Shouldn’t I be healed?”

“Drink and disinfect.”

Just as Lin Sheng pulled the helpless Jin Fenglai and walked towards the drug store not far ahead, a handsome white-haired man suddenly blocked their way.

“What are you doing?”

Lin Sheng looked at the white-haired man and asked cautiously.

“I just happened to pass by this place, and I heard this brother say that you lost in the competition.”

Bai Qiuran said in a low voice:

“This brother, I don’t know if you’ve heard of [Foundation Heavenly Venerate] or not…”

“Foundation Heavenly Venerate?”

Jin Fenglai wondered:

“Isn’t that the god the emperor asked us to believe in recently? I heard it, what’s wrong?”

“Hey, why do I think this scene is a bit familiar…”

Lin Sheng watched this scene, touched his chin thoughtfully, then pointed at Bai Qiuran, and suddenly realized:

“Ah, this voice, you are the madman who stopped me on the bridge of Pingzhou City!”

His voice was loud, and when the people around heard Lin Sheng’s shouting, they immediately looked towards them, and after seeing that the three of them had no intention of arguing, they dispersed without taste.

Bai Qiuran shrank his neck subconsciously and lowered his voice even lower.

“Friend, you have to forgive others and forgive them.”

He said to Lin Sheng:

“I’m not looking for you this time, so don’t interfere with my business.”

“But you’re looking for my brother! How can I see Brother Jin fall into the clutches of your lunatic!”

Lin Sheng grabbed Bai Qiuran’s shoulder and spoke righteously.

Then, without waiting for Bai Qiuran to struggle, he shouted loudly:

“Come on, there’s a cult here!”