I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years - 391

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

He was arrested here by officials and paid a fine. According to Daxia Law, street fights are not allowed to disrupt public order, and offenders are fined ten taels of silver.

Originally, people from the rivers and lakes walked the streets and alleys, no matter where they could not afford to argue. Those heroes or martial arts with a name and a surname would either be paid by the government afterwards, or they would be settled on the spot directly by the fruits of face, but those who had no name and no surname The lone rangers, generally speaking, ran away after they were pretended to be forced, and the officials would not be able to catch them.

But it also depends on the place. For example, if you are making trouble in the capital, it is tantamount to being directly at the feet of the emperor and defying the laws set by the emperor. If the officials cannot catch you, they will be troubled by their superiors afterwards.

Although this Tuzhou is a small city with a slightly off-ground terrain, it is the only place designated by the Daxia court to hold the sword meeting. Recently, Daxiazi and some important ministers have heard that they will also come here.

The management specifications and manpower in the city have all been changed, and now it is not an exaggeration to say that it is another capital.

Here, the people in the rivers and lakes are not fools. Here, they naturally did not dare to mess around. Jin Fenglai honestly apologized and paid a fine to get 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 always been inconspicuous, lost one-on-one, and he was still in this Tuzhou city. At the current rate of information circulating in Tuzhou, Jin Fenglai estimated that in the afternoon, all Tu Zhoucheng would know that Jin Fenglai’s sword technique is inferior to Shang Qian.

According to the rules of the Swordsmanship Club in the past, he has actually been disqualified from the competition. If he had to lick his face to sign up, he would lose not only his own reputation, but also the reputation of the entire Golden Wing Sword Gate. Defeated.

Secondly, the officials in this yamen are also very realistic. The winners and losers are the winners and losers. Those who lose in a single challenge on Tuzhou Street will not only lose their reputation, but also pay a double fine, not only for their own share. , But also to hand over the other party’s share.

Jin Fenglai went straight to twenty taels of silver this time. This is not a small amount. Usually, people’s homes are settled with copper coins issued by the Daxia official. He is the heir of the martial arts, and he has not received lightly now.

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

Jin Fenglai sighed as he walked towards the pharmacy in Tuzhou City. The recent swordsmanship conference has allowed medicinal material merchants, inns and other businesses in Tuzhou to make a lot of money, and more importantly, Because of the control of the court, some people in the rivers and lakes who usually like to bully the market and don’t pay for food have also calmed down in the city of Tuzhou. This has caused the people of Tuzhou to praise the sage of today.

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

“Brother Kim.”

Lin Sheng, a big disciple from the Luosha Sword Gate in Pingzhou, was holding a knife and leaning against the door of a small shop on the side of the road. Seeing Jin Fenglai coming, he straightened up and took the initiative to beat Jin Fenglai. call.

“Brother Lin.”

Jin Fenglai and Lin Sheng were both swordsmen, and his father knew Lin Sheng’s master, so the two became good friends. Seeing Lin Sheng waiting here, Jin Fenglai felt somewhat comfort.

“Brother Lin came to comfort me?”

He asked.

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

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

“Brother Jin… Victory or defeat is a common matter of the military, so don’t take it to heart. To put it hard, this sword meeting was not originally prepared for us juniors. Brother Jin doesn’t have to worry about it.”

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

Jin Bonglai sighed:

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

Lin Sheng thought about it after hearing this.

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

“Brother Lin, please speak.”

“The master of this story is me. Brother Jin should know that we have three factions in Pingzhou. They have been vying for the dominance of Pingzhou City. I broke into the real world one step earlier, and on the day I broke through, I was led by him to find a frame, and then I was given a severe lesson.”

Lin Sheng said:

“Afterwards, I practiced hard. I increased the time of practicing sword technique and mental technique by two hours every day. Almost except for eating, drinking and sleeping, I spent the rest of my time in the door to practice. After three months, I also broke through the realm of reality, and then I found Luo Huaiyuan.”

“Then Brother Lin took revenge?”

Jin Bonglai asked curiously.

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

Lin Shengmu said with a face:

“I was humiliated again and was defeated.”

Jin Fenglai was speechless.

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

“I tell you what I mean.”

Lin Sheng patted him on the shoulder and smiled:

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

Jin Bonglai shook off his palm and said angrily:

“That gossip knife used to speak rudely to my mother in public. I can’t spare him, and I won’t get used to it!”

“Good job.”

Lin Sheng put his hands together and told Rao:

“I’m sorry for my brother. It’s useless to think about these annoying things. Let’s go. When you finish taking the medicine, we will go and drink.”

“I still have a cut in my body. What kind of alcohol do I drink? Shouldn’t I be healed?”

“Drinking and disinfection.”

Just when Lin Sheng pulled the helpless Jin Feng and walked towards the medicine shop not far in front, a handsome white-haired man suddenly blocked their way in a sneaky manner.

“What are you doing?”

Lin Sheng looked at the white-haired man and asked with some caution.

“I just passed by here by chance and heard from this brother that you lost in the match.”

Bai Qiuran whispered:

“This Xiongtai, I don’t know if you have heard of [Zhuji Tianzun]…”

“Zhenji Tianzun?”

Jin Bonglai was puzzled:

“That’s not the god that the emperor asked us to believe recently? I’ve heard of it, what’s wrong?”

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

Lin Sheng was watching this scene, touching his chin thoughtfully, then he pointed to Bai Qiuran, and suddenly realized:

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

His voice was very loud, and the people around him heard Lin Sheng’s yelling, and immediately looked towards them. After seeing that the three of them had no intention of arguing, they disappeared.

Bai Qiuran shrank her neck subconsciously and suppressed her voice even lower.

“Friends, please forgive others and forgive others.”

He said to Lin Sheng:

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

“But you are looking for my brother! How can I see Brother Jin fall into your crazy clutches!”

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

Then before Bai Qiuran struggled, he shouted:

“Come here, there is a cultist here!”