Evergreen Immortal

It was noon, and the sun was blazing.

The atmosphere inside the house was in stark contrast to the bright sunshine outside.

"Check for me, who did it!"

Zhuang Renhe's face was frighteningly cold, and his face twitched as he looked at the corrosion marks on the floor of the house.

Today, Xiang Ting did not come to him to report as usual.

He immediately noticed something was wrong.

Among his subordinates, Xiang Ting was not the strongest in terms of martial arts, but he was the most trusted by him.

It was because Xiang Ting had always been cautious and measured in doing things.

He could do even small things very well.

He would never do such a stupid thing as missing the time.

So, he sent someone to check Xiang Ting's house.

He found out at a glance.

There was no Xiang Ting in the house, he had long been turned into corpse water, and not even the bones were left.

"Yes, Third Master."

The people standing by said in a deep voice.

These people were all masters brought by Zhuang Renhe from the Zhuang family, so they were called Third Master, not Sir.

Zhuang Renhe narrowed his eyes:

"Who could it be, Jiang Linxian?"

His first reaction was Jiang Linxian, after all, his biggest enemy now was Jiang Linxian.

"No."

Then he shook his head.

His subordinates were very secretive in their actions, and Jiang Linxian was unlikely to find out. Moreover, if she really found out, there was no need to kill Xiang Ting.

With that person's means, he might have come directly to him.

"Find out who it was!"

He said sternly to the people around him.

It was really aggrieved and infuriating that such a capable subordinate was killed, and it was not known who did it.

He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and strode out of the room.

The people in the room looked at each other.

This Xiang Ting was reduced to nothing, how could he be found?

In the courtyard.

Li Rui raised his arms horizontally, with his ten fingers spread out, and the barrier knife was held between his palms.

He did not move the knife.

He just closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao stood aside, holding a handful of fresh sunflower seeds in their hands, eating and chatting.

"How long has Lao Li been like this?"

"Several hours."

Hearing Wang Zhao say several hours, Yang Yong paused while eating sunflower seeds, and stared with his eyes wide open in disbelief: "How many?"

Wang Zhao confirmed again: "Five hours to be exact, the master has been like this since early in the morning."

Oh my goodness.

Yang Yong was amazed.

He had touched Li Rui's knife, which must have weighed at least 10 to 20 pounds.

Even if you don't hold the knife, try standing in the hot sun for five hours without moving?

Few people can hold on.

But Li Rui not only held on, but also looked quite relaxed, as if he could hold on like this for another night.

"It doesn't mean that all martial artists can last long."

Yang Yong was even more envious, and kept clicking his tongue.

Before, Li Rui invited him to the brothel several times, saying it was free sex, but he turned it down. Didn't he want to? He couldn't.

Just as the two were amazed at Li Rui's endurance.

Li Rui, who had been motionless, finally moved.

If he didn't move, it would be fine. But if he moved, it would be thunderous!

The two didn't even see how Li Rui made his move, and they saw a gust of wind sweeping.

Li Rui's clothes fluttered, and he slashed with his sword.

Boom!

A loud bang exploded.

Yang Yong and Wang Zhao were horrified because the sound came from the backyard.

This is a house with four entrances.

That is to say, from the front yard to the backyard, you have to go through three circular arches. One courtyard is about five feet long, and going through four courtyards is a full twenty feet!

The two stretched their heads and saw the scene in the backyard through the arch.

They took a breath of cold air.

The dust in the backyard was flying, and the rockery in the center of the yard was precisely split into two by Li Rui's knife just now.

It became two mountains.

"Can a human do this?"

Twenty feet.

A knife split the mountain!

Even if it was a rockery, it was amazing enough.

At this time, Li Rui's mouth showed a trace of satisfaction.

"Not bad."

The three words fell clearly into the ears of Yang Yong and Wang Zhao, and their jaws opened unconsciously.

It's like this, and it's just not bad? ?

Li Rui put the sword back into the sheath.

Standing with the sword for five hours is not hard work.

He is cultivating the sword.

After his comprehension improved, his wonderful ideas about martial arts surged into his mind like a spring. After half a month of research, he finally realized the sword technique that was completely derived from Changchun Gong.

Cultivating the sword style.

"In ancient times, there were sword cultivators who would not draw their swords for ten years. When they drew their swords, they would shock ghosts and gods. The sword was kept in the sheath and cultivated with the true qi. This is called cultivating the sword."

It's just that the sword cultivators gradually became lonely and the inheritance had been broken long ago.

Li Rui was inspired by this and created the cultivating sword style.

Changchun Gong originally emphasized the inner and neglected the outer, and took health preservation and longevity as the basis. The moves were not the most important for killing.

This sword-cultivation style can perfectly bring out the advantages of Changchun Gong in cultivating Qi. If this is applied to the moves, it is fine if you don't make a move, but once you make a move, it will kill instantly.

Only cultivating the sword intent for five hours can have such an effect. If it is cultivated for ten or twenty years, its power is unimaginable.

"It is really useful!"

Li Rui laughed.

The improvement of his comprehension can be said to be immediate. With this sword-cultivation style, he has another trump card in his hand.

After a day of sun exposure.

He asked Yang Yong and Wang Zhao to help boil a large bucket of hot water and took a comfortable bath.

Most ordinary families in Yu State use a large wooden barrel filled with water to bathe, but the rich families are different. They directly build a small square channel in the room, similar to the swimming pool in the previous life.

Not only is it spacious, but it is also more heat-insulating.

It is so comfortable.

Li Rui leaned comfortably against the wall of the square channel.

"It seems that I can have a temporary peace."

It has been half a month since he killed Xiang Ting, and the smoke in his eyes has not changed much.

In other words.

As he expected, Zhuang Renhe might be furious and want to find the murderer.

But he completely erased the evidence, and there was no way to find it. Even if he was angry, he had no way to start.

Once Xiang Ting died, the new person who took over might not care about him anymore.

This is indeed the case.

Some time ago, Cao Wei, as a lieutenant general, took the initiative to ask for the improvement of the military discipline of Anningwei, and several officials of the garrison were taken to the law enforcement camp.

Some were lucky and were reprimanded, some were unlucky and lost their official positions, and the worst one was beaten to death on the spot because of having an affair with a sect.

Is it so simple to practice military discipline and rely on luck?

Of course not. They were all charged with crimes such as having an affair, harming the people, and seizing good farmland. Those with backers were reprimanded, and those without backers lost their positions directly. This is the real situation.

The one who was beaten to death was still Cao Wei's man.

It is said that he dared to have an affair with the wife of the garrison commander Feng Yu, and then he was beaten to death.

The flexibility of the law lies in this.

If you are interested, you can find that 30% of these officials are from Cao Wei's lineage, and the remaining 70% are Jiang Linxian's people.

Obviously, it is another fight between gods and mortals, and mortals suffer.

But to say that these people are wronged?

That is not really wronged. According to the military law of Annan Town, it is a light punishment for these people to be beheaded on the spot.

But. How many officials of Anningwei dare to say that their subordinates are clean.

Even if he is clean, his subordinates may not be clean.

He can still be charged with a crime of ineffective discipline.

Moreover, Cao Wei has obviously made sufficient preparations this time, and the clues and evidence are solid, even Jiang Linxian cannot point fingers at them.

A closer look will reveal that most of them are officers under Ning Zhongtian.

After this wave of rectification, the effect came quickly, directly resulting in only four officials above the seventh rank under Ning Zhongtian, Li Rui, Ge Hong, Wei Ming, and Tan Hu, and the others were all stripped of their hats.

If you say this is not a deliberate targeting, I don't believe it at all.

"Brother Li, if it weren't for your reminder, I might have been in trouble."

Wei Ming took a big sip of wine.

Sitting next to him were the four only seedlings under Ning Zhongtian.

Thinking about it makes me scared.

He was not a clean person. Although he did not do anything to rob women, he did not do a lot of things to occupy farmland.

If he was caught by Cao Wei's faction, he would not lose his official position directly, but he would definitely lose the general flag that he had finally survived.

Fortunately, Li Rui reminded him, so he made arrangements in advance and put all the blame on one of his grain managers.

As for the grain manager, he was imprisoned in the water dungeon by the law enforcement camp.

He once found an opportunity to visit him and promised to take good care of his wife and children. When the three-year term was over, he would make arrangements to let the grain manager return to office.

This was how he was able to avoid disaster.

Ge Hong was also afraid: "Thanks to Brother Li's meticulousness, otherwise you and I would be in trouble."

Li Rui chuckled: "I was just thinking wildly, and it was just a good guess."

He knew that this matter should be a joint plan by Cao Wei and County Magistrate Zhuang Renhe.

It was to reduce Jiang Linxian's wings.

Especially Ning Zhongtian was too dazzling a while ago.

He could save three people, which was already the limit.

If he did too much, it would definitely attract the attention of Cao Wei and Zhuang Renhe, and bring trouble to himself.

"This matter is very strange. Is Cao Wei wearing pants with the surname Zhuang?"

Wei Ming said depressedly.

This time, a lot of evidence was found with the strong cooperation of the government.

The government was very cooperative.

You know, most of the lieutenants of the guards have a bad relationship with the local county magistrate.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain.

Both of them want to compete for the right to speak, and they are bound to become enemies.

But this time the government responded to every request, and it was obvious that Cao Wei and Zhuang Renhe had reached some kind of agreement.

It seems that the two of them joined forces because they were afraid of Jiang Linxian's power, but Li Rui didn't think so.

It is not difficult to guess from various signs that the county magistrate Zhuang seems to be doing something extremely secretive.

Qu Chengfeng may be just one of the links, and all he is doing now is to distract Jiang Linxian's attention.

But. What is Zhuang Renhe hiding?

It was late at night.

The four of them drank until they were drunk and staggered back to Anning Guard.

After parting.

Li Rui rubbed his eyebrows and walked towards his house.

Just entered the door.

I saw Wang Zhao and Yang Yong were still awake, sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool air.

Wang Zhao saw Li Rui coming back and hurriedly stood up: "Master, the post station delivered your letter today."

"My letter?"

Li Rui raised his eyebrows slightly.

He has been in Qinghe for most of his life, and has no relatives or friends outside. Who would send him a letter?

Wang Zhao nodded and said immediately:

"It's Miss Yao's letter."

Thanks to the Silver Alliance of Nuanyang, I will work hard to write more.