Martial arts immortality, I will eventually be invincible

"How do you know? Who told you?" Qi Wuxiu's body tensed instantly, and his expression became extremely serious. He would draw his sword if he had any disagreement.

Chen Guanlou sneered, his expression very contemptuous, "Do you still need someone to tell you something that you can guess with your toes? Isn't this the practice of the imperial court? I have read books for two years and read a lot of folk stories. Ben. Doesn’t the imperial court have this practice?”

After Qi Wuxiu heard this, his body gradually relaxed, "I thought someone leaked the news. Since you know that is the court's practice, don't ask."

"The elder is disabled." Chen Guanlou had to say a few more words, acting like a mallet.

A stickman is not qualified to work in Jinyiwei.

Qi Wuxiu chuckled, "Pingjiang Marquis is a good fighter. The border troops in Jinzhou are not easy to use, and none of them obey orders. Only Pingjiang Marquis went there, and it only took a few months. , he integrated all the soldiers and horses, subdued the group of military leaders, and fought a good battle. Pingjiang Marquis is an important minister of the country and should pay more attention to his important ministers. "

"Let Jin Yiwei pay attention?" Chen Guanlou laughed playfully, "It's really interesting."

"Actually, this is a good thing." Qi Wuxiu said solemnly, "People always misunderstand that being noticed by the Jin Yiwei seems to be not far from being imprisoned. In fact, this is not a kind of protection."

Chen Guanlou didn't believe it, and everyone in the world didn't believe it.

Being noticed by Jin Yiwei is also a good thing, haha! He really knows how to put gold on his face.

Everyone has negative emotions sometimes, and this is independent of one's will. When you are negative, say something risqué and vent your emotions. The Jin Yiwei will hear it and then report it to the old emperor. Guess whether the old emperor will think too much about it? Will he mistakenly think that the minister is dissatisfied with him?

Now he is standing still and pretending that nothing happened. He will settle the score later and include all the words he said when venting his emotions into the crime. Only then will he realize how terrible it is to be paid attention to by Jin Yiwei.

No one wants this kind of attention.

Qi Wuxiu saw that Chen Guanlou was very prejudiced against Jin Yiwei, so he stopped mentioning the matter of changing jobs.

Chen Guanlou himself breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn't want to reject others every time because Tianlao is very easy to make money and he doesn't want to move at the moment. If you talk too much, outsiders will inevitably become suspicious.

It's better to do something out of place, and others will figure it out on their own. Look, the boy named Chen deserves to be in Tianlao. He is so careless in his work that he would have been beaten to death long ago in other yamen.

"Why didn't you go to the front line with Marquis Pingjiang?" Qi Wuxiu asked anyway. He was quite curious that he didn't want to have such a great future.

Chen Guanlou opened his mouth and said: "The eldest master has high requirements, but my ability is lacking and I was not selected."

“Did you not get elected, or did you not run at all?”

"Is there any difference? I am an incompetent person, and I have already been on the fifth server. Why should the master support me for no reason? If it were your elders, if they had the opportunity to support the younger generation, they would definitely give priority to those close to them."

Qi Wuxiu couldn't refute, this was the truth.

He suddenly became excited and solemnly promised, "There will be opportunities to fight in the future. When the time comes, I will recommend you."

"Thank you!" Chen Guanlou was too embarrassed to refuse, so he could only deal with it. People these days really love to worry about other people’s futures and careers! If he didn't have any secrets, maybe he would really choose to go to the military camp to seek a future. Anyway, there is no concern. If a person dies, a bird will look up to the sky, and he will not die for tens of millions of years.

In the early morning of the first day of the first lunar month, just drinking and chatting, we ushered in the first sunny day in Taixing for 47 years.

Thousands of rays of light!

The streets are crowded!

The eldest sister Chen Xiaolan knocked on the door early in the morning and asked him to go to the temple fair, mainly to burn incense at the Chenghuang Temple.

Chen Guanlou yawned.

Chen Guanxin ran away early in the morning, and Qi Wuxiu slipped away in the middle of the night, saying he wanted to go home early to greet his elders and kowtow in the New Year.

"Just go and call me." He wanted to sleep. He was a martial arts practitioner, so he wasn't actually that sleepy. He just felt that with such nice weather, it would be a waste not to lie in the yard in the sun, drink tea and sleep.

Chen Xiaolan pointed at his nose, "Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, don't make me scold you! Quickly pack up and go burn incense with me. After burning the incense, I will go to you to help your brother-in-law. Today is the first day of the new year, tea The stall business is so good, it will definitely be too busy.”

Chen Guanlou rubbed his eyes, "Brother-in-law, won't you be with us?"

"He is so busy that he never has time. It's not like you don't know that he comes here like this every year on the first day of the new year."

"Uncle, I have to attend the temple fair."

The cute little Yaya pulled Chen Guanlou's sleeves and spoke in a sweet voice. Chen Guanlou's whole body softened instantly. There is no reason not to agree. After three times, five and two, he packed up, closed the courtyard door, put Yaya on his shoulders, and followed the eldest sister to the temple fair.

Crowds of people!

Everyone in the capital seemed to have come to the temple fair.

The seven or eight Taoist temples around the temple fair were all crowded with people, all of whom came to burn incense and seek blessings from Bodhisattvas. A stick of incense doesn't cost much, but it can bring you peace of mind for a year, so why not do it.

Chen Guanlou and his eldest sister Chen Xiaolan squeezed in, holding the little cute Yaya in their arms and protecting the child's head. After all, I squeezed in, took the incense candle, and started a new round of squeezing.

Look at this scene, this is not a prosperous age, what is a prosperous age?

No wonder people always say that while the Holy Lord is still alive, the people's evaluation of the old emperor is still okay. It can be seen that the old emperor did a good job in the early years, and the city was so prosperous.

Now the old emperor is confused and starts to fool around.

However, everything has a lag, and the consequences of the old emperor's nonsense have been reflected at the local level, but they have not yet been transmitted to the people in the capital.

In the capital, at the feet of the emperor, one must have a certain face.

The capital is the last dignity of the imperial court, and everyone who comes to the capital from other places should feel this dignity. Most of the time, it's pretty well behaved.

When there are irregularities, ordinary people actually don’t feel it at all. The messy things that fall on ordinary people have actually been filtered through layers of filters and turned into hooligan-style shows of power. It is not so intuitive at all to pass things from the upper level to the lower level.

Chen Xiaolan burned the incense, with a relieved smile on her face, as she had accomplished the top priority of the day.

She also urged Chen Guanlou to burn incense.

Chen Guanlou doesn't believe this, he only believes in himself.

"Sister, just leave me alone. I'll take care of Yaya for you for a day, and you hurry up and help your brother-in-law. If you have one less person to help, how much less money will you make! You hurry up!"

Chen Xiaolan glared at him and told her daughter, "Yaya, can you follow your uncle?"

"I want to be with my uncle." Yaya hugged Chen Guanlou's neck tightly, appearing very close.

Chen Xiaolan smiled and said, "Okay, you can play with uncle for a day."