I Have a Luck Altar

"You are really sorry for your surname," Chen Yuan shook his head.

Is Pharaoh an affectionate character?

"Brother Yuan, but I'm a little bit tangled up. Father will definitely not let her in, and I'm a little bit too." Wang Ping's face wrinkled.

"Have you any money to redeem her?"

"Do you think a prostitute like her will really fall in love with you?"

Chen Yuan glanced at Wang Ping and asked.

Wang Ping remained silent, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

"I'll just say one thing, and I won't persuade you later. Everyone has their own choice."

"Brother Yuan, tell me." Wang Ping raised his head, a little seriously.

"The forest path you yearn for is actually covered every morning and night..."

Wang Ping: "???"

Along the way, Wang Ping's face was very troubled, and Chen Yuan also told him the true meaning of that sentence, so Wang Ping couldn't help but blurted out "excellent" to Chen Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, I figured it out!"

Not long after, Wang Ping suddenly said firmly.

"What do you want to understand?"

"Brother Yuan, you are right, such a woman is not suitable for marrying home."

"That's right, hehe"

That kind of woman, no matter what she said, or how pitiful she is, is not worth believing. This is a lesson learned by his former friend!

My father gambled with my mother, my sick brother, who was studying, and I didn’t know him very well, my brothers and sisters all depended on me, my business failed and I had to repay my loan, my ex-husband was abusive, and I had no income, so I had no choice but to embark on this road

He used to wash his feet for many years, so he was used to such routines.

East of the city, the school yard.

Chen Yuan and Wang Ping discussed and communicated along the way, and soon arrived at their destination.

Two young yamen servants who had just entered the yamen not long ago saw Chen Yuan and Wang Ping's clothes as yamen servants, but they didn't stop them and let them pass.

"Hey, is that Chen Yuan?"

After Chen Yuan and the others walked away, the two young yamen servants whispered to each other.

"Yes, the one on the left."

"I heard that he entered the county government half a year earlier than me, so he dared to fight for the position of head arrester. The strength of those old government servants is at the level of blood refining!"

"Either he is a fool, or he has something to rely on. If he dares to fight, it proves that he has this strength. It can be regarded as a face to our yamen servant who just came in."

In the county yamen, only those who have been in peace for more than three years can be called old yamen servants.

This is not only a title, but also a proof of strength.

Being able to survive the dangers again and again, the strength of every old government servant should not be underestimated.

"When will I be this strong?"

"You will be so strong when you are so strong." Another person replied.

The young yamen servant who spoke looked at him speechlessly, and said:

"That's very good, don't say it next time."

"There are not many people?"

Chen Yuan glanced at the people present with a solemn expression.

At this time, more than a dozen people had arrived at the school grounds, including Wu Yushan and the prisoner Wang Lin mentioned by Wang Ping before, all of whom were prominent figures in the county government.

After Chen Yuan and Wang Ping went in, dozens of eyes also scrutinized Chen Yuan's body. Wu Yushan squinted his eyes in displeasure, while Wang Lin closed his eyes again after a glance.

Chen Yuan nodded slightly, went straight to a place and sat down without speaking.

Most of the people present were here to compete for the headhunting position.

It is impossible for all the servants in the county government to be present, otherwise, the patrols in Ping'an County will be paralyzed, and those who can come must either compete for it or have Wang Ping greet them in advance.

Although the headhunter has official status, it is impossible to cause any sensation.

Time passed, and there was a little silence in the field. Except for a few people talking with each other, the rest of the yamen servants did not speak, waiting for the arrival of Li Mingqi, the county lieutenant.

The same is true for Chen Yuan.

At noon, the sun was almost hanging in the middle of the sky, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on the head of a yamen servant. It was summer in July, and it was much hotter than usual.

Not long after, two voices of "see you sir" came from outside, and the servants present stood up straight, sat upright, and stared at the gate.

Sure enough, County Captain Li Mingqi arrived!

"See you, my lord, for a humble position!"

Everyone bowed their hands in unison.

Li Mingqi walked up to the high platform built of bluestone with a calm expression, pointed to the two yamen servants and said:

"You two, come up."

There were a total of eight people competing for the position of head catcher, all of whom were relatively powerful blood refiners among the more than one hundred government servants.

After being called by Li Mingqi's name, the two yamen servants did not dare to be negligent, and walked to the high platform at an extremely fast speed without any sound announcing the start.

"Brother Yuan, who do you think is stronger?" Wang Ping asked in a low voice.

Chen Yuan shook his head:

"can not tell."

It's not a refusal, but it's really hard to tell. There is no obvious sign of the foundation building state. Before the fight, it is difficult to see things like pace and sword technique at a glance.

The confrontation above was very quick, but within forty breaths, the confrontation ended.

There is no such thing as a fierce battle among blood refining warriors, and sometimes a few moves can tell the winner.

The winner was a middle-aged yamen servant with a light red birthmark on his left cheek, and he put the knife on the other person's neck, so naturally there was no need to continue the competition.

The other yamen servant was a little unwilling, but the county lieutenant did not dare to make mistakes here, bowed his hands, and retreated.

Li Mingqi's face was still calm, and he swept towards Chen Yuan and the others.

Wu Yushan immediately stood up and walked towards the high platform. Li Mingqi raised his hand and pointed to a nearby yamen servant. Seeing that it was Wu Yushan, the man gritted his teeth and followed.

The previous victorious yamen servant stepped back and stood aside, ready to wait and see the next fight.

In Li Mingqi's eyes, the competition at the foundation level is meaningless, but it's different for them, they are all rivals!

Wu Yushan is worthy of being the master in the arresting room second only to the head arrester Huang Xing, but within five breaths, he punched the servant who was fighting with him off the high platform.

After Wu Yushan won, Wang Lin walked up to the high platform with a green long sword in his hand, and after bowing his hands at Li Mingqi, he pointed at a yamen servant.

An iron sword that Wang Linwu was wielding was like a fierce tiger, and afterimages were endless, but in a short time, the servant who fought with him was scratched with several sword marks, his clothes were cut, and the tip of the sword touched the other side. The center of the eyebrows of the yamen servant seemed to have been pierced a little, and traces of blood spilled from the tip of the sword.

"Captain Wang's strength is extraordinary, and I'm willing to bow down!"

The yamen servant simply conceded defeat and stepped down.

Li Mingqi put his eyes on Chen Yuan for a while, Chen Yuan understood, walked up to the high platform with a knife, another old government servant looked at Chen Yuan's young face, without the slightest contempt, let alone ridicule.

Since you dare to compete on stage, it means that you are confident in your own strength!