Chapter 25 In the eternal night, how to break the prison?
"Snapped!"
"If you want to know what happens next, let's listen to the explanation next time."
In the restaurant, the storyteller slapped the board and shouted loudly.
"More, more, let's talk..."
Everyone in the hall was still wondering, and while throwing coins to reward, they let out a burst of curses.
"Young Master, this storyteller is no longer a thing. A good story has to be divided into sections. I don't know if we will be able to hear the whole story when we leave Beijing."
Sitting on a seat near the window, a simple-looking servant looked at the high-spirited young barbarian in front of him and couldn't help but complain.
"Haha, if you want to see Laifu, I will let you see it all when I am in high school."
Jiang Jun put down the chopsticks in his hand and joked.
"Hehe, that's true."
After hearing this, the servant Laifu also smiled and nodded.
"Master, do you think the story in the book is true? Are there really so many treacherous ministers in the court?"
"Just listen to the storyteller's story. It doesn't matter if you really are a treacherous minister. Young Master, I will smile to the sky with my sword across my sword and save my liver and gallbladder."
Jiang Jun watched people coming and going, and after taking a sip of wine, he said loudly.
"good!"
"Good poem, good sentence."
"Where did the young master come from and how talented he is in literature?"
As soon as these words came out, before the servant Laifu said anything, there was a burst of appreciation and exclamation from the guests at several tables nearby.
"I'm in Jiangjun, Jiangzhou."
Amidst the adulation from everyone, Jiang Jun stood up and spoke in all directions with high spirits.
Three months later.
"I got it, I got it, young master, you are at the top of the high school rankings."
The lanterns were on last night, and today I just sobered up and was nominated for the gold list.
Jiang Jun walked to the window and looked at the people who came to report the news and the gongs that kept ringing, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Although the name of the leader made him happy, the words of the person who claimed to be Lord Ao's staff at the banquet last night made his heart feel slightly cold.
"Although the young master's talents are outstanding, there are many in this capital who are even more talented than the young master.
However, my master thinks highly of the young master, and with a little operation, the young master can stand out and reach the top of the list.
But if the young master wants to gain a foothold in the court and benefit one party in the future, it is best to get married, so that he will have the opportunity to show off his talents."
Although a night has passed, the flattery and threats in those words are still fresh in my mind now that I think about it.
"The Ao family really has one hand to cover the sky. Could it be that my reputation as the top of the list is just an illusion?"
Seeing the congratulatory team coming downstairs amidst the cheers of the crowd, Jiang Jun, who was originally high-spirited, now showed a trace of confusion for no reason.
He has lived in this capital for three months, and although he has not yet entered the imperial court, various discussions about the imperial court are constantly reaching his ears.
Life is like a drama, drama is like life.
Recalling the scene when the story of the storyteller in the restaurant ended when he first came to the capital, Jiang Jun's confused eyes gradually brightened.
"Young Master, an old man named Ao just asked me to deliver a message?"
At this time, the door was pushed open, and the servant Laifu walked in happily.
"What are you talking about?"
When Jiang Jun heard that the person's surname was Ao, his eyes moved and he asked calmly.
"He said, how have you considered the marriage?"
Laifu said honestly.
Although there was doubt in his eyes, he was more happy. He had lived with his young master in the capital for a long time, and he had heard many people talk about the story of catching a son-in-law on the golden list.
Thinking about it, it must be the young master's high school. All the dignitaries could no longer sit still and threw the red-sleeved ball at their young master.
"Tell him that I, Jiang Jun, am not weaker than anyone else. Even if there is no so-called nobleman, I can still ride on the clouds."
Contrary to Laifu's expectation, his young master's face darkened and he said coldly.
Ten years later.
"Master, do we really have to go to that remote country to take office?"
Outside the capital, a dilapidated mule cart slowly left among the crowd toward the distant road.
"Go, why don't you go."
On the mule cart, Jiang Jun opened the curtains and looked at the bustling capital. Although there was confusion in his eyes, there was still clarity in his eyes.
Ten years.
It is true as the traitor said, even if you are number one on the list, it will be difficult to use your fists without the help of others.
Since I was assigned to Qingshui Yamen, I have become a member of the Classics Pavilion, compiling books and collecting volumes. Year after year, I have a lot of knowledge, but I can only swallow it in ink.
In the same Wenwen Pavilion, others started at the sixth rank after three years, but Jiang Jun was the only one who ranked first.
It took ten years to achieve the status of a ninth-grade official.
It is still a remote and remote place where no one wants to go or even avoid it.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
Recalling the blessings from his classmates before leaving the city, Jiang Jun put down the curtain beside the car and took a deep breath.
"If heaven had not given birth to me, Jiang Jun, the great Luo would have been like a long night."
Listening to the noise outside the mule cart, Jiang Jun slowly closed his eyes.
He doesn't believe it.
I don’t believe that the man surnamed Ao can cover the sky with one hand in the capital, but he can also cover the sky with one hand in a remote place.
Jiang Jun didn't believe that the world was so vast. He didn't believe that there was no boundary where he could use his skills and feet freely.
"Master, the person who asked me to deliver the message that day is here again. He is waiting in front. He seems to have prepared a gift. You see."
At this time, Laifu's hesitant words came from outside the car.
"not see."
Jiang Jun touched the beard on his chin, and his words were as cold as ever.
"drive!"
As he finished speaking, Laifu sighed, and the mule cart headed west.
"Master Ao, the man named Jiang didn't come down."
On the hillside, I watched a broken mule cart leap by without stopping at all. A servant came to a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes and said.
"The person surnamed Jiang is still too young. This world is so big. If the master doesn't nod, he will be a prisoner everywhere."
Looking at the mule cart going away, the middle-aged man smiled, with disdain in his eyes.
He weakened the image of the witch clan to that of an ant, and also drew on the strict system of the dragon clan to match the complexity of all races in the prehistoric times.
No matter how hard he struggled, he could never escape from this prison.
As this thought emerged, the middle-aged man shouted.
"Go back to the city and go to the restaurant to listen to a book."
"Magistrate Jiang, this is the current situation in our Ningyuan County.
There are four powerful families in power in the county. Except for the official seal of the county government, which is yours, everything else is from outside.
If you want to do something, you must bow to the four powerful families. If you don't bow, I'm afraid, I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of?"
Jiang Jun saw the staff he recruited shrinking, and immediately frowned and shouted.
"I'm afraid that the ending of the last person will be repeated, and he will die of illness in less than a year."
"Haha, I was controlled by the thief in the capital, and now that I have come to this far away place, how can I still be controlled by the four powerful families?
Without them, we would not be able to achieve political achievements and would still have to be threatened with death? There is no such truth in this world."
"Master Jiang, the world has its own rules, and Ningyuan has its own rules. If you want to achieve political achievements, you must abide by Ningyuan's rules."
The staff member lowered his head and reminded with an ugly expression.
"Then should I stand or kneel in front of the four powerful families?"
"As long as you have political achievements, it doesn't matter whether you stand or kneel, it doesn't matter."
"hehe……"
Jiang Jun smiled, his face becoming more and more gloomy.
Then under the dim light, Laifu noticed tears in the corners of his young master's eyes.
"Come on, take me to meet them for a while."
After a long while, Jiang Jun said.
He still didn't believe that he couldn't get out of this ubiquitous prison.
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(Asking a question, should I focus on writing the Dao-Devil fight between Hongjun and Luo Hu first, or should I intersperse it back and forth? If you have any good suggestions, please leave a message, thank you.
In addition, after the transformation, Luo Hu and young Hongjun looked like humans, but at this time they had no concept of humans and were regarded as innate Tao bodies.
The illusion is the image obtained by Luo Hu's continuous weakening in order to control the young Hongjun.
It may be a little awkward, but the expression of this story is familiar to everyone, and it is for better enlightenment.
If you feel uncomfortable with it, please forgive me and I will reduce the role⊙﹏⊙)