After Ji Chengzong left, Ji Yuan thought for a moment and gave up the idea of ​​going to the Yamen Dianmao to explore the way.

Lin Lu belongs to a hundred households, and it is said that the first level of officialdom kills people, and head-on confrontation is undoubtedly the worst policy.

"Set up a trap to kill me. This kind of trick can only be used once, and it won't work next time.

The man surnamed Lin also knew in his heart that he would be desperate if he wanted to kill again after the matter was exposed. The second uncle filed a complaint with the Third Law Department, and Heilongtai would be laughed at. By then, he would not be able to bear the consequences anymore.

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Ji Yuan knows well that villains are like ghosts.

When facing insidious people, the more timid you show, the more you will be bullied.

If you act tyrannically, they will be afraid.

This is the so-called bullying of the weak and fear of the strong.

"In the realm of Tongmai... Among the eight hundred households in Fusi, Beizhen, he has the lowest martial arts and the worst ability."

Ji Yuan's eyes were slightly cold, revealing a hint of ridicule.

Lin Lu's family relied on the kindness of their fathers to make up for the vacancy, and had no real ability.

Moreover, he has a very bad character. In addition to eating and playing cards, he usually just flirts with others.

In his previous workplace, he was the most hated lackey in the company.

"There is not even a trace of 'Tao Yun'..."

While Ji Yuan was cleaning up the house, he was activating the Emperor Dao Diagram in the sea of ​​consciousness, but in the end he gained nothing.

"Antiques, calligraphy and paintings, magical weapons, superior martial arts... It seems that we should start with these rare things that have gone through the years and are produced by famous masters. The chance of extracting the Tao Yun is relatively high."

The power of Tao Yun is, in the final analysis, a "trace" of a powerful existence.

When people pass by, they leave their photos, and when the geese pass by, they leave their voices.

Those talented people who amaze their peers and dominate the world.

Even if thousands of years have passed, the remaining "spirit" will still transcend time and space.

Let future generations feel enlightened and continue the inheritance.

For example, the Xuankong Temple is one of the six true traditions of the Jing Dynasty.

It is said that his ancestor stayed in seclusion in the Houshan Cave for more than 20 years, and finally succeeded, breaking through to the supreme realm, and leaving a lifelike figure on the stone wall.

Every year, talented and outstanding disciples enter and realize the true meaning of martial arts and benefit a lot.

This is a different kind of Tao Yun!

"There is definitely no way to go to Xuankong Temple. The six true traditions cannot be offended... Speaking of which, 'I' actually still have some money left. It's not easy."

Ji Yuan put aside his distracting thoughts and weighed the money bag he found under his pillow.

There were fifteen taels of broken silver in it, and the jewelry box under the foot of the bed also contained eight ounces of money.

These are all unexpected surprises from cleaning up the house just now.

"It's a pity that for those who practice martial arts, it's barely enough for them to eat and drink."

Ji Yuan shook his head and put away his smile.

He is in the stage of external refining, and he spends a lot on food and drink every day.

As the saying goes, the poor in literature and wealth in military affairs.

If you exercise your body every day, your appetite will naturally increase.

If you can't eat meat, you won't be able to develop your strength.

The ancients said that those who eat meat are brave and brave, those who eat grain are wise and skillful, and those who eat breath are gods and live long.

This contains the unchanging principles of martial arts practice.

"What you eat determines how powerful an individual can be... Well, this is in line with the style of a big foodie empire.

The first level of martial arts, the realm of subduing qi, is divided into external training and internal training. I have just reached the external training stage. I have been polishing my muscles, bones and membranes for a long time, and I have a huge appetite.

I heard that internal refining consumes more money, and you need to eat medicinal foods and meals that can replenish qi and strengthen blood, so that you can make rapid progress and achieve significant results."

Ji Yuan thought about it and suddenly felt that the path of martial arts is completely a career that earns money.

"So, my future is very bleak! The Tiqi of Fusi in Beizhen, with a monthly salary of two taels of silver and one kilogram of rice, is a low-income class, let alone practicing martial arts. The remaining money saved during the difficult years can go to

Goulan listens to music and plays tea, and you may not even be able to drink a pot of wine."

Tiqi patrols three streets every day to look for bandits.

To some extent, it is similar to the Yamen policeman.

They all belong to the auxiliary police.

There are many things to do without formal preparation.

If something went wrong at the top, a temporary worker would have to take the blame.

For such a job, many people are competing to get in.

Just because you become a Tiqi, you have the possibility of becoming an official.

Even if it is difficult, it is still an opportunity after all.

The lowest flag in Beizhen Fusi is also from the seventh rank.

When you walk outside, you are entitled to be called "Sir".

"It seems that civil servants are an iron rice bowl in any era."

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed and he became more determined in his original idea.

In the previous life, the only way out for the poor children was to take exams and solve problems.

Put in this strange and strange world, it was replaced by martial arts practice.

Jing Chao’s fastest way to advance is martial arts!

"Beizhen Fusi has a clear hierarchy of superiority and inferiority. It is not easy for a Tiqi to bring down hundreds of households while still being his own superior."

Ji Yuan looked down at his Yunying robe and thought silently:

"The small flag, the general flag is a green and blue bullfight uniform, the hundreds of households are wearing a red flying fish uniform, the Qianhu royal family is given a gold-winged roc robe, and the commander is qualified to wear a unicorn patch... It is said that the governor has participated in the creation of the world.

The Lord is wearing a purple and gold python robe, and his position is higher than that of a prince.

Even what you wear is so particular and insurmountable, which shows the strict class."

Looking at it this way, he is not from a noble family and has no backing connections.

Either work hard to do your best, or be a watchdog for others.

"I am mediocre in martial arts and it is difficult for me to achieve great achievements. This is my destiny."

Ji Yuan's lips curled up, as if he had finally found a suitable way out.

"I can't stand it...I have a plug-in!"

He has experienced the power of Huangtian Daotu firsthand.

White destiny [Dragon and Tiger are fierce], what changes is the body.

Not only does it erase serious injuries, but it also fills up the physical deficit.

The abundant energy filling all the limbs and bones is more powerful than before.

"[Martial Bones Ping Ping] is just a white destiny. If you can upgrade it to cyan... you might be able to pass the examination at the Martial Arts Hall."

Ji Yuan was a little excited. The imperial examination system of the Jing Dynasty was both civil and military.

In addition to the literary examination every three years, there are also martial arts examinations twice a year.

"Collect Tao Yun and change your destiny...this is the first thing to do.

Then take part in the assessment at the Martial Arts Hall, earn a career for yourself, and scare the thieves surnamed Lin.

As for how to deal with this person afterwards, let’s talk about it separately.”

After finalizing the plan, Ji Yuan began to implement it.

Carry the knife on your shoulder and lock the door.

He walked out of Nanmen Hutong, and the noisy and bustling fireworks hit his face.

"Cooking cakes! Selling cooking cakes! Fragrant and delicious cooking cakes..."

"Tofu brain, smooth and tender tofu brain! Salty or sweet tofu brain..."

"Baozi, a big bun with thin skin and lots of stuffing..."

Steamed buns, steamed buns, pancakes, and plain soup wontons, these hot foods exude an alluring aroma.

A group of civilian vendors either set up stalls or hawked along the street.

The noisy and friendly voice made Ji Yuan, who was lost in thought, suddenly feel like he had returned to the real world.
To be continued...