Zhang Sheng's face turned earth-colored, and he was trembling as he sat on the chair.
Growing up, he had always been protected under the wings of his sister and brother-in-law. He had always been domineering and arrogant in Yizhou. He had never been so frightened and beaten so badly.
His sister Zhang's pretty face turned pale with anger, and she said angrily to Chen Ping, the magistrate of Yizhou: "Master, is this the end of it? Is the slave brother beaten by him like this in vain?"
Chen Ping was annoyed and stamped his feet: "As a woman, what do you know? This Wang Lin has a good background. He is a protégé of the Emperor appointed by the officials and a member of the Prince of the East Palace. He cannot be touched lightly."
Zhang sneered: "You are the magistrate of Yizhou. A small magistrate of Yishui County can commit the following crimes and slap you in the face in public. I can still bear the loss!"
Chen Ping snorted coldly and walked out.
Wang Lin is not a small magistrate of Yishui County, but he also controls the military power of the Qingping Army!
The imperial court transferred the Qingping Army from Jeju to Yishui, and gave Wang Lin military power, which invisibly allowed Wang Lin to compete with him, the prefect of the state!
Chen Ping then sat alone in the study, his face so gloomy that he could squeeze water out of his mouth.
It would be a lie to say that I am not angry.
Ma Ji, whom he sent to Qinghe to express his friendship, was severely injured by Wang Lin's men. He couldn't get out of bed at this moment. However, Wang Lin actually kept saying that he would be punished according to the law, and did not take him as a superior official and the governor at all.
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Immediately afterwards, his brother-in-law Zhang Sheng was beaten in the street again.
You, Wang Lin, have achieved great success at a young age, and you have a series of titles such as disciple of the emperor and confidant of the prince. But after all, you belong to this state. As soon as you take office, you openly challenge the chief official of this state. Isn't it too much to bully others?
Also, as an official of this state, shouldn't you come and pay homage to me, the governor of Yizhou, as soon as you arrive in Yizhou?
Hello Wang Lin, you are so arrogant!
Do you think I can't do anything to you? Then let's just sit on the donkey and read the songbook, and we'll see!
Chen Ping clenched his hands into fists and his eyes were cold.
At this time, I suddenly heard a report coming from the Yamen: "Sir, the new Yishui County Magistrate, Wang Lin, the commander of the Qingping Army, wants to see you!"
Chen Ping stood up suddenly, paced back and forth in the study, and after a long time he said slowly: "Please come in, I will change my clothes and see you later!"
…
Wang Lin floated in still wearing a blue shirt.
Chen Pinggao stood on the tall steps of the back office, looking down at the newly appointed young man from a high position, which made him feel more confident and confident.
He looked at Wang Lin deeply.
Even though he had a grudge in his heart, he still couldn't help but secretly praise him for his elegant demeanor and good character!
In a society like the Song Dynasty that paid great attention to manners and appearance, handsome appearance itself was an innate advantage.
Moreover, Wang Lin, who has his own passive beauty skills and superimposed Tiangang aura, exudes a certain kind of beauty that is both vague and non-existent, which is difficult to describe in words.
Chen Ping was in a daze for a moment.
He remembered Du Fu's "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" of the Tang Dynasty: Zong Zhi, a handsome and handsome young man, raised his glass and looked at the blue sky, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.
How could such a weak scholar and a white-faced boy be able to conquer a tiger with supernatural power and be invincible with a spear?
At this time, Wang Lin was also carefully examining Chen Ping.
He is in his thirties, has a fair face, and his thin body is wearing a red official robe that does not fit well. It is slightly swaying, giving people a funny feeling.
His forced official authority is very vain.
However, given his age, he was able to obtain the position of governor of Yizhou, which shows that he is a person with a strong backing.
Previously, Li Yun had hinted at Wang Lin, and Chen Ping was one of the disciples of the powerful prisoner Tong Guan.
Wang Lin cupped his hands and said calmly: "Your Majesty, Wang Lin, has met Mr. Zhizhou!"
Chen Ping laughed loudly, then he cupped his hands and slowly walked down the steps and said: "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Xiao Wang is the protégé of the emperor and the god of Fuhu. Now that I see him face to face, he is indeed a handsome, handsome and good man!"
Chen Ping smiled and held Wang Lin's hand, and walked in affectionately. Then he loudly ordered his servants to hold a banquet for Wang Lin to wash away the dust.
Chen Ping's back office is really luxuriously furnished, with a dazzling array of antiques, calligraphy and paintings. The red wool carpet is spread from the study room to the flower hall. The secluded courtyard is shaded by green bamboos, with staggered cloisters, and it has a bit of a Jiangnan garden flavor.
There are so many key maids and servants.
How could a magistrate live such a luxurious life with his salary?
Corrupt officials.
Wang Lin's face didn't change, but he had his own evaluation in his heart.
…
Chen Ping held a banquet to entertain Wang Lin, which was actually an official rule.
The only difference is that Chen Ping did not ask other officials from the state to accompany him.
The lower official pays homage to the upper official, and the upper official somewhat expresses that everyone is in harmony.
This is true both in ancient and modern times.
The two of them were chatting and laughing in the front hall, talking about gossips about Yizhou's rule, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
It's just that Mrs. Zhang in the back hall was so angry that she couldn't hold it back and felt that Chen Ping was too cowardly.
A dignified governor of the state, the chief official of Yizhou, was slapped in the face by his subordinates. Instead of thinking of revenge, he greeted him with a smile. What kind of truth is this?
This woman has always been strong, and she is considered a different type in this era. The so-called Hedong Lion's Roar refers to her type.
Moreover, since she is a distant relative of Tong Guan, she can also be somewhat in charge of Chen Ping on weekdays. Otherwise, how would her brother Zhang Sheng dare to bully men and dominate women in Yizhou?
Of course, at least 80% of the money Zhang Sheng earned from his misdeeds and domination of the market in Yizhou went into the Chen family's treasury.
To use a modern popular saying, Zhang Sheng is actually the white glove of Chen Ping and his wife.
In other words, it is a tool for making money.
Mrs. Zhang stood under the corridor and listened to Chen Ping and Wang Lin talking and laughing in the hall, and she was not angry at all.
She simply pushed the door open and entered.
She originally wanted to reprimand Wang Lin in person, give Wang Lin a blow, and vent her anger.
But she looked up, and Wang Lin, who was sitting opposite Chen Ping, also looked up with a smile. When their eyes met, the woman couldn't help but be stunned.
Wearing a light blue scholar's shirt, his handsome face cannot conceal his intoxicating aura. This is a man who can touch the hearts of women in the world wherever he goes.
The firm edges and corners, the masculine facial features, each have their own merits, but they are put together perfectly, and the deep eyes seem to be surrounded by brilliance, and there seems to be an awe-inspiring and inviolable power in them.
There is maturity between his eyebrows, and he is calm and arrogant, giving people an invisible pressure. His whole body exudes an unparalleled aura of strength and heroic spirit.
Mrs. Zhang has never seen such a handsome, magnanimous, and elegant man.
His deep eyes were cast on her, and she intuitively fell into the endless ocean, wanting to sink completely.
She couldn't express her true feelings at this moment.
Cough cough cough!
Chen Ping coughed twice and said in a deep voice: "Madam? You..."
Chen Ping turned to Wang Lin and said awkwardly: "Mr. Xiao Wang, this is my wife Zhang."
Wang Lin stood up slowly, cupped his hands towards Ms. Zhang and said, "I have met Madam!"
Only then did Zhang wake up from a dream.
She had long forgotten the purpose of her visit. Wang Lin's intense gaze made her heart pound. She actually blushed, subconsciously bowed her head and said, "I have seen Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang has come to visit me. I'm leaving Pengpi Sheng."
Hui, the slave family will buy some more wine and food for you to enjoy!"
Mrs. Zhang turned around and left.
Chen Ping was stunned. Did this tigress take the wrong medicine today? How did she become so gentle and gentle?
…
The tigress's tenderness is a bit inexplicable.
Mrs. Zhang returned to the inner house with her heart beating like a drum. Wang Lin's face kept appearing in front of her eyes. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Was she a nympho?
Her face turned even redder, and she sat quietly on the edge of the bed, thinking deeply.
Zhang Sheng walked in with his hands on his cheeks and complained: "Sister, I was beaten like this by that guy and suffered such a big loss, but my brother-in-law is still happily sitting and drinking with that guy?"
Zhang was thinking something sweet when she was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Sheng, who immediately scolded him angrily: "Brother, what do you understand? This Wang Lin is a disciple of the Emperor and a member of the Prince. He has a good background and cannot become an enemy.
From now on, you should be more careful in your actions so as not to fall into his hands again."
Zhang Sheng was stunned.
"Sister...you..."
Mrs. Zhang became impatient: "Okay, you go and have a good life. Don't go out and mess around during this period, so as not to give others a thumbs up. I'm warning you, don't provoke Wang Lin again, otherwise
, your brother-in-law can’t even save you.”
"Did you hear that?"
Zhang Sheng wanted to scold his mother, but slowly lowered his head: "I understand."
…
After Wang Lin and Chen Pingxu finished their banquet with Weishe, they left the government office and returned to their homes. They felt refreshed and their steps were particularly light.
He also felt that he seemed different from usual today, as if he was as excited as a chicken.
His subconscious mind-viewing attributes: [Wang Lin—life 10+, intelligence 11, force 58, reputation 53, skills:...Yang family gun/talking about soldiers/piercing Yang with a hundred steps/mandarin duck legs/left and right bow/painting/good plan/divine movement/Tiangang
/Heavenly Book.】
HP 10+?
And the value is red?
What does it mean?
Full?
While he was thinking about it, there was a buzzing sound in the depths of his brain, and an emotionless and indifferent machine voice sounded in his heart: "The health value is full, the energy is overflowing, and the first skill of beauty is automatically added, and the beauty is upgraded to the second level.
Overlay Super Filter.”
I'm going to put a stop to it, the taciturn System father finally spoke.
"The health value is still full, and the energy can be overflowed to continue transforming skills. Please choose skill enhancement..."
"10, 9, 8, 7..." The grand countdown sounds very fast.
Wang Lin scratched his head. At this moment, he had no mental preparation at all. He had no time to weigh it carefully, so he had to subconsciously choose the "Yang Family Gun" in a hurry.
"The energy conversion is completed. The strengthening of the Yang family gun is not completed. The health value is maintained at 10."
Wang Lin felt excited.
At this point, it is very clear. The full health value is 10. As long as you continue to eat, the health value will increase, and the overflowing health value can be converted into energy to improve skills.
There is no doubt that if Yang's gun is strengthened and upgraded, his overall combat power will be substantially improved even if his force value remains the same.
Although the upgrade has not been successful this time, don't worry, why bother? He can eat it anyway!
This is simply...amazing!
If he hadn't been walking on the street, Wang Lin would have wanted to roar up to the sky and pay tribute to the father of the system!