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Chapter 42 Unwilling

The next morning, Li Qingxian put on his official uniform and took a look in front of the bronze mirror.

The green clothes are no longer there, and the brocade robe is added, and the heroic spirit is even more prosperous.

The tenth-rank official uniform has a bright green base, with beautiful branches and branches all over the clothes, and the three-color brocade bands between the hem and sleeves are much wider than the ordinary night guards.

On the tonic in the middle of the chest, a white horse stepped on the river.

The cloth belt around the waist was replaced with a brown cowhide leather belt, and the horse's head was stuck in the middle.

There is a cowhide bag on the right waist, and the Yanling Knife on the left waist has also been replaced with a brand new one, wider, heavier and sharper than the ordinary night guards.

In the cowhide bag, in addition to the Zhaozhushi waist card, whistle and other items, there is an iron waist card of Night Guard.

The bottom of the new official boots, black and white, is thickened by a little.

Li Qingxian looked at the mirror, at least one inch higher than when he looked at the mirror for the first time. Not only was he more majestic, but he was also more mature between his eyebrows and eyes.

Han Anbo said happily: "It's only tenth grade, and you only have to be a set of official uniforms and be outstanding. Starting from the ninth grade, there are four sets of sacrifices, court uniforms, regular clothes and idle clothes. You are considered a military officer, and you will also add a set of combat uniforms.

At that time, you're worth it?"

Yu Ping pointed to the cowhide bag on Li Qingxian's waist and said, "When I change into the copper fish bag and hang the green ribbon and iron official seal, I will eat whatever I want in Shendusi."

Li Qingxian and Han Anbo shook their heads and smiled.

The three of them walked out of the room and walked towards the hut in the brilliant morning light.

Along the way, everyone who patrols the street room would take the initiative to say hello.

Those ordinary night guards who were not included in the product were particularly enthusiastic, and each one called Li and Li Ge loudly.

The three of them entered the food hall, and the instructor Dong Ying and each room were approaching, talking and laughing and eating breakfast, while some of the Ye Wei who had won the food sneered away.

After dinner, Han Anbo and Yu Ping returned, and Li Qingxian entered Chunfengju.

After a while, Zhou Chunfeng and Li Qingxian were in front and Zhou hated behind. He walked out of Chunfeng's residence and walked on the pebbly path to the side hall of Yewei.

After walking a few steps, a person came towards the archway in front of him.

Both sides stopped and the green and green channels were intersected.

Ye Han's eyes on Li Qingxian's tenth-grade green-bottom brocade robe were stunned for a moment, then quickly bent down and bowed and bowed, "I've seen Lord Zhou."

"We are all my family, so don't be polite. We are in a hurry to go to Sizheng Hall, so we won't exchange greetings." Zhou Chunfeng smiled slightly, his handsome face reflected the morning light, warm and warm. His black and white hair did not look old and he was energetic.

"Yes." Ye Han stood sideways and bent down slightly.

When Li Qingxian passed by, he nodded politely, and Ye Han also nodded slightly to respond.

When the three of them passed by, Ye Han stared at Li Qingxian's back, feeling like he was overwhelmed by the old vinegar shop, and he felt uncomfortable.

Although he was in a good mood, he didn't expect that Li Qingxian could not even write a word and took the lead.

He pondered for a moment, took out the new invitation from the Prince Yuan from the Qiankun Ring, looked at it, shook his head, and put it back.

Walking far away, Zhou Chunfeng glanced at the surroundings and said, "Did you see it?"

"What?" Li Qingxian asked.

"You still trust people too much. Ye Han looked at your official uniform with bad eyes and just called me, but didn't talk to you, so he must be unwilling to accept it." Zhou Chunfeng said.

Li Qingxian recalled Ye Han's expression at that time and said, "Indeed, if he was calm and called me Lord Li respectfully, he would be a poisonous snake. If he joked about my promotion, he would be a scheming person. His reaction,

It’s normal to think about it, but it’s reassuring.”

"You are kind-hearted. Alas, I hope Ye Han will do it well." Zhou Chunfeng shook his head.

The three of them came outside the Yewei side hall.

This place is where Si Zheng holds daily meetings, and over time it has been called Si Zheng Hall.

The front porch columns are lined up.

Looking inside, the big red door sill partition, the bluestone shattered white stone slabs are solemn, two rows of six red columns stand up, and the blue and green beams on the roof are extremely bright.

The candlelight swayed, and between the two rows of red columns, there were six rows of chairs, three rows on the left and three rows on the right, placed opposite each other, leaving a spacious aisle in the middle.

At the end of the aisle, there was a black stone platform, about a foot high, and the sky was empty, as if there was a seat missing.

On the deepest wall of Sizheng Hall, there is a painting hanging on an old man wearing a narrow-sleeved twelve-chapter-patterned dragon robe, two dragons playing with pearls and black gauze wings on the crown, sitting on the Nine Dragons’ Clouds Chair

, a solemn expression.

Below the portrait, there are incense, candles, melons and fruits on the table.

Before Li Qingxian could reach the door, he saw a sixth-rank official who had arrived at the door first bent down to the portrait of the emperor and bowed: "Please respectfully for the Holy One."

After saying that, the official went in.

Li Qingxian glanced around.

This Si Zheng Hall is located in the left side hall of Yewei Hall. The gate is facing the main square. Further to the left is Jinlin Garden, with trees and flowers and plants blooming.

Some officials in red or green gathered under the green trees and whispered.

"Master Zhou, Master Zhou Hen." At this time, someone came to the front and bowed his hands.

Zhou Chunfeng and Zhou Hen nodded slightly, without saying much.

Li Qingxian looked at him, an acquaintance.

It was the sixth-rank military officer who led the night guard to escort him to deceive the demon sect that day, and a brown bear on his chest was vivid.

Li Qingxian remembered that his name was Cao Ming, but he had never spoken at that time.

This man has a big body and a small head, his ears are emitting wind, and his arched hands are covered with calluses.

Li Qingxian thought to himself that he was only a tenth grade after all, and was about to take the initiative to greet him, but Cao Ming put his hand away and smiled and said, "I have met Mr. Li."

Li Qingxian took the opportunity to return and said, "I have met Lord Cao."

Cao Ming just smiled and gave in and followed the three of them.

An official in the distance saw this scene and looked at the young man wearing the tenth-grade official uniform in surprise.

Cao Ming is not an ordinary official.

Under the Yewei, each department has a member of the fifth-rank official, and Zhou Chunfeng, a fourth-rank, is an exception.

Under the Shendu Sisi, the Sidu officials are set up, which is equivalent to the Simao's deputy. Some are sixth ranks, and some are sixth ranks.

Now there are five officials in the Shendusi, Cao Ming is one of them, who is in charge of detectives, combat and other positions. Every time the Shen has a major case, he will be accompanied by his figure, the real power of the Scarlet, a state of

The Lord dares not neglect when encountering it.

It is intriguing to be a martial artist who is not a mediocre and practices in a quiet voice. It is even more difficult to make a martial artist who does not practice mutely.

Li Qingxian was half a step behind Zhou Chunfeng, walked to the threshold of Si Zheng Hall, and bowed to the portrait of Emperor Taining with Zhou Chunfeng and others, saying, "Please respectfully for the Holy One."

Entering the Sizheng Hall, Li Qingxian stopped.

Some people sit on chairs, while others stand behind the courtyard pillars.

Li Qingxian remembered Han Anbo's instructions and walked behind the yard pillar and observed secretly.

The four red sandalwood sermon chairs in the lead are empty.

The person sitting on the front-line red sandalwood ring chair was wearing a scarlet official uniform and a silver fish bag hanging on his waist, all from the fourth rank to the sixth rank.

The people sitting on the willow wooden chair in the back row, from the seventh rank to the ninth rank, were wearing green official uniforms and copper fish bags hanging on their waists.

Those who stand behind the courtyard pillars are all ten grades.

"I didn't even get into the seat..." Li Qingxian thought to himself.

Among the officials in the hall, Zhou Chunfeng is an exception. He was not wearing official uniforms and was wearing green casual clothes, which was extremely inconsistent with his identity.

Li Qingxian found that he had never seen Zhou Chunfeng wear any other color coat. Logically speaking, he was a middle-third rank, ranked vermilion purple, and should have worn crimson.

The hall was quiet, and several officials of the third rank secretly sent a message, while the rest of the officials said nothing.

Especially the tenth-rank official standing upright, looking at his nose and his nose.

A place with more than one hundred people is silent.
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