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Chapter Ninety-six: The wind blows a finger, and is now in charge of an official

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Long Wu rushed fiercely, but fell down funnyly. Most of the people in the wing room were scholars and scholars. They didn't see Chen Sanlang's hand movements clearly. They only saw him stretching out his left hand and crossing his chest. The man fell to the ground and stopped moving.

Could it be that Chen Sanlang knows martial arts?

A scholar can do martial arts, and even a god can't win...

So, the eyes looking at Chen Sanlang suddenly became unfathomable.

Chen Sanlang clapped his hands and smiled, "I screamed and howled, my breath was leaking, and my flaws; my steps were just asking for speed, and I was too frivolous and flawed; my arms were too wide, and the middle door was wide open, and the flaws in the flaws. There were so many flaws, and I deserved to lose."

This comment made me feel extremely happy, and it was even more pleasant than scolding Wei Ming just now.

But I secretly called out "lucky" in my heart.

Although I have been practicing Jingfeng's fingers for a long time, I poked the human-shaped puppet thousands of times, my fingering was extremely standard and my fingers were extremely accurate. But I didn't practice it. This time I used it, I was already mentally prepared to fail. Anyway, there were other things I had, so I was not afraid of.

But unexpectedly, one move was made to achieve success and was quick and easy. The satisfaction of finally gaining after sweating and practicing hard is like drinking ice water in a hot day. From the inside out, how can the word "cool" be so good.

Long Wu, who was knocked to the ground by the Tanzhong point, was still awake. Hearing the scholar's comments, his eyes turned pale and he fainted.

He was just a child from the Wei family. Because he was born with a majestic child, he became a follower and bodyguard of Wei Leming. But to be honest, he only knew some basic skills. He usually relied on his strong body to scare people, and relied on the reputation of the Wei family to fool people. He has never really fought with anyone all year round.

In comparison, Chen Sanlang's practical experience is richer than his. At least Chen Sanlang has subdued demons and eliminated demons several times, and his liver and gallbladder is as hard as iron stone.

After Long Wu was dealt with, he clapped his palms, looked at the people in the room, and said with a smile: "It seems that Lord Wei has no intention to invite us to drink. Lao Zhou, let's go out."

"Okay, go out..."

Zhou Hezhi was still in a state of stagnation, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice. At this moment, even if Chen Sanlang asked him to jump over the Qinhuai River, he would probably jump down regardless of his own life.

Gu Linchuan was about to leave in a hurry.

"presumptuous!"

After all, Wei Leming was not an ordinary person. He woke up and was furious: "Chen Daoyuan. What crime should you be guilty of the following? "

Chen Sanlang faced him: "What crime should Lord Wei be punished if he indulges slaves and intends to attack three innocent scholars?"

Wei Leming was speechless - he really made a mistake. Although he was supported by Yuan Wenchang and was placed from the Hanlin Academy to the prefecture of Yangzhou, he was appointed as a prefect in the prefecture of Yangzhou, but his appointment was not officially issued. There are still some questions about where he went. Moreover, this is Qinhuai, Yangzhou. It is not the prefecture of him to be a prefect in the future.

Chen Sanlang and the other three were scholars and scholars. They had fame and fortune. Even if they had any mistakes, Wei Leming had no right to deal with them now, let alone ordering the slave to take action.

This is a violation of the law.

Of course, the so-called law and articles on paper have many loopholes to be exploited. If Chen Sanlang is not here today, only Zhou Hezhi will come. Wei Leming only needs to use some means. Zhou Hezhi will definitely not dare to disobey, and can only knock down his teeth and swallow it into his stomach. He will suffer any humiliation.

The official hat is pressing on others, and each one is pressing on the other is accurate.

Taking revenge on personal gain in the skin of a tiger is based on the law, but it is inevitable and the most relaxed method for officials to use. In terms of its essence, it is no different from corruption and bribery.

But when the insulted person holds a broken can and throws his heart into trouble, that is another matter. If it is not handled properly, it will have a bad impact.

Wei Liming gritted his teeth with hatred. He really didn't expect that Chen Sanlang had such a strong and brave temper. Wouldn't he be afraid that his life's future would be ruined?

I can't figure out how Du Yinyan was so fond of such scholars in the past.

"Okay, you're fine!"

These words were barely squeezed out between the teeth.

Today he came to Qinhuai to play in a crowd to celebrate his promotion. When he saw Zhou Hezhi by chance, he remembered a grudge between him and the other party during the provincial examination, and wanted to humiliate Zhou Hezhi and avenge his grudge.

Unexpectedly, the humiliated one becomes himself.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Chen Sanlang took Zhou Hezhi and Gu Linchuan away and continued to sit outside and listen to the music.

In the wing room, Wei Leming could no longer help but overturned the table to the ground, shattered the plates, and the ground was messy.

The girl who was drinking with her was so scared that she didn't care about playing the trick of refusing and was running faster than a rabbit, so she hid aside.

Wei Liming was still unrestrained. Seeing Qin Yushu standing aside, he remembered that it was him who said Chen Sanlang just now, so he strode over and slapped Qin Yushu on the cheek.

Qin Yushu was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were sore that he wanted to ask: "Why hit me..." but he swallowed again when he said something.

Now Wei Leming is obviously angry and asks, and he will probably have to be slapped. Why not worry? It is better to cover his timidity and endure it.

But he cursed in his heart: Chen Sanlang, it was you who caused trouble again! If you meet you, there will be no good things...

At this time, my friend spoke out and persuaded him. Wei Leming was very calm. He was not a person who was easily furious. Today he could only say that it was a special situation and sneered in his heart: "Okay, Lord Yuan asked me to ask about which city to be the prefect of the city. I was still hesitating, but now I decided to go to Nanyang Prefecture. Chen Yuan, Chen Yuan, I am not afraid of county magistrates, but I am afraid that I will be in charge now. I can see if I can cure you but cannot."

Because Du Yinyan had a sudden stroke and resigned from office, the position of academic administration in prefectures and counties was vacant. This position was very important. How could Yuan Wenchang let the court intervene in to arrange people in? He wanted to let Su Guancheng, the governor of Nanyang Prefecture, come up with it.

It is naturally not as easy as the seventh-rank county magistrate. It must fight with the court to decide.

But Yuan Wenchang was quite confident, but in that case, the Nanyang Prefecture would be empty again. If Wei Leming went to Nanyang Prefecture, it would be enough to make up for the vacancies.

Thinking of this, Wei Leming couldn't help but sneered in the corner of his mouth.

Outside the hall, Zhou Hezhi was restless and uneasy. If he hadn't been able to get off the boat now, he would have called Chen Sanlang and Gu Linchuan to leave: "Daolong, you are too reckless in this matter, so Wei Li can't bear the name of the stage. This man is narrow-minded and will be revenge and will cause trouble."

Chen Sanlang glanced at him: "Are you afraid?"

Zhou Hezhi smiled bitterly and said, "I probably won't be able to embark on the career of officialdom in my life. I will leave Yangzhou, return to my hometown, and be a private school scholar. I have a clean and honest style. But you are different. You are still young and have a bright future. If you ruin your life for today and cause trouble because of me, how can I feel at ease?"

Chen Sanlang smiled: "I have a sense of my own doing things, so you don't have to worry."

Zhou Hezhi looked at him in surprise, not as if he was trying to calm down, and asked, "But now Du Xuezheng has retired due to illness."

Chen Sanlang asked back: "What do you have to do with me?"

Zhou Hezhi almost fainted: "How come it doesn't matter? Didn't you rely on something because you were appreciated by Du Xuezheng?"

Chen Sanlang smiled: "You are wrong."

He did not explain too much, because the matter was too complicated and involved a lot, and it was not necessary to explain clearly.

"I was wrong?"

Zhou Hezhi was confused, but he didn't know where he was wrong. He suddenly realized that Chen Sanlang, who was sitting in front of him, became a little mysterious. He really didn't know much about him, such as martial arts.

In the Xia Yu Dynasty, although scholars who value literature and military affairs also exist, there are scholars who are both civil and military affairs, but most of these children are from wealthy families and have the conditions to study.

Both civil and military affairs are simple, but in fact they must be trained hard. If one is not good, it will not be successful in martial arts, and it will be inappropriate.

Chen Sanlang is now quite close to this concept standard. In terms of literature, he is full of poetry and literature, and he can be successful in his own words. Moreover, he has a great chance of passing the imperial examination in the provincial examination. As for the martial arts, in the wing room just now, Long Wu has already explained it very clearly and vividly, and it is useless to say much.

Gu Linchuan is more clear about Chen Sanlang's origin, and it is precisely because of this that he is even more confused.

Chen Sanlang suddenly changed the topic: "Listen to music, I've changed the music."
Chapter completed!
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