I hang up for retirement in the martial arts world

Chapter 101 Warmth
"Money is big."

"Ha, Uncle Qian!" When Chen Yi blurted out, he thought about it and changed his words.

"I didn't expect you to come in person?!" At the same time, he put on a smile, turned his head and stepped forward to greet him.

"So many people, what a great momentum!" While speaking, he took the time to look at the group of people behind Qian Hong, and secretly praised.

"This is coming out in full force!"

With the arrival of these people, the scene in front of them suddenly became lively.

He could guess that Qian Hong must have pulled all the hands he could use to this wilderness.

"Be careful, be careful!"

"The frost is still on the ground, don't slip!"

"It's here, everyone is copying guys, ready to work!"

There were bursts of noisy voices from far to near in front, and there were a large number of people coming, and the whole team seemed amazing.

Chen Yi couldn't be more detailed, but after just a rough look, he found that there were nearly a thousand people in this group.

These people have different costumes, and their composition seems to be mixed.

Except for a large number of yamen servants and arresters who are proficient in martial arts, most of them are refugees from disasters in and outside the city, and many of them are women holding brooms and pushing wheelbarrows. If you search carefully, you can find them. Seeing the figures of half-grown boys and girls
All the people came with all kinds of tools and nearly a hundred small carts.

All of a sudden, a long queue of people and convoys formed on the three-zhang path behind.

"Hahaha!" Qian Hong laughed loudly and strode forward.

He was not wearing an official robe, but changed into a blue casual clothes.

"Lord Qian!"

"Magistrate Qian is here!"

Seeing this, the group of people behind Chen Yi bowed and saluted him one after another.

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I have met all the righteous men of the Chen family!" Standing still three steps away, Qian Hongji clasped his fists in a quack style, and responded to everyone one by one.

"Nephew!"

Immediately, he turned his head to look at the young man, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, he stepped forward, before he even reached his body, his right hand was slightly raised
He just wanted to hold Chen Yi's hand and walk with him.

The next moment, the outstretched right palm caught nothing, and the opponent took a step back to avoid it like a conditioned reflex.

"Uncle has something to say!"

Chen Yi kept a distance of two steps from him, with a look of vigilance on his face.

"cough!"

Qian Hong didn't take it seriously, he raised his hand and cleared his throat lightly to cover up his embarrassment.

"Everyone!"

For the time being, he suppressed his joking heart, and his expression turned serious.

"To open the way, Qian, as the local county magistrate, came a step late."

He stepped forward and gave a big gift to everyone:

"I hope all righteous men will forgive me!"

Since the heavy snow disaster.

As the county magistrate, he directly lived in the county government office. He was busy gathering people to clear the roads every day, or went to various places inside and outside the city to investigate the disaster situation under the heavy snow.

That's all, what troubled him the most was that in the county government's warehouse, the stocks of cotton clothes, grain, charcoal, coal, etc. were extremely limited.

In order to raise supplies, he racked his brains, persuaded him with good words, borrowed money, threatened and lured... almost all methods were used, and the thresholds of all major commercial firms in the city were lowered by a few inches.

Unfortunately, no matter how much you get, it seems that it is not enough.

It has been snowing for so many days in a row, and there are too many people in and out of the city who cannot survive and need relief!
No one knows how long the snow will last.

These things are becoming more and more expensive now, and it is becoming more and more difficult to raise, one point spent, one point less!
For this he almost turned his hair gray.

And when I got the news from Wu Qiaoqing yesterday.
"This virtuous nephew is really good!" He was ecstatic, and there was only one thought in his mind.

I wish I could immediately set up a living shrine for Chen Yi, offering incense every day.

"No, no!"

Seeing the person in front of him bend over, Chen Yi hurriedly stopped him and said, "What is this for? Master Qian, don't let me wait!"

"You deserve this gift!"

Qian Hong was not hindered and insisted on completing the etiquette.

"It's because Qian's parents are not strong enough to protect the people in the city. It's really embarrassing for the righteous people of Baijiao to suffer!"

The people behind Chen Yi were very helpful when they saw this, and they all showed smiles.

"Master Qian is too polite!"

Chen Yangqing was the first to stand up and said politely: "I didn't do anything, I just came here."

Speaking of this, he looked back at Chen Yi, suddenly became playful, and continued with a smile: "It's just to accompany my second young master to practice kung fu!"

A group of people understood what was said, and laughed and shouted one after another.

"Yes, yes, I'm here to practice palm techniques!"

"I have just completed the hundred-step magic fist, and I am asking the second master for advice!"

"Recently, Qinggong has improved, and I want to see if I can step on the snow without a trace!"

"I, I came to see them practicing!"

"Which hundred-step magic boxing would you like to ask me for advice?" Chen Yi was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately joined in and said, "Why don't you go to the front now and let me see it?"

A certain Baibu Shenquan immediately shrank his head and stopped speaking.

For a moment, the solemn atmosphere was swept away, and the county magistrate was greatly moved.

"Ha!" Qian Hong chuckled.

Without spoiling the atmosphere, he simply put aside his usual literati airs, rolled up his sleeves eagerly and said: "Although Qian is a literati, he is also proficient in martial arts, why don't you let me come for a while, how about your magical skills?! "

"I'm about to see Master Qian's skills!"

"Hehe, Sansheng is really lucky!"

Hearing this, the two oldest elders of the Chen family who were present started to laugh at each other.

"Let's go, let's go together!" Qian Hong stretched his muscles for a moment, but he left Chen Yi behind, and walked towards the end of the snowy road together, shoulder to shoulder with the crowd.

As he walked, he also boasted about his family's past deeds: "I, Qian, was also a good player in the Jianghu. Back then, I single-handedly picked eighteen bandit villages in three days and killed them. .”

"Tsk tsk, this group of birds!" Chen Yi looked at the crowd leaving, and couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

"That girl, go and help us sweep the snow and scatter the soil together." Helplessly, he turned his head and said to Su Qingyan.

"Okay!" The little girl answered obediently, and disappeared in a flash.

"Mr. Liu, let's wait for a while!" Chen Yi said to Liu Hanfeng again after she had gone away.

"En!" Liu Hanfeng nodded.

The two did not go together, but found a place to meditate and adjust their breath together.

Chen Yi was the main force to open the way, and he could push up all the people present by himself, and it was time for him to go out when the rest of them were exhausted and needed to adjust their breath.

As for Liu Hanfeng, the vitality that was lost yesterday has not recovered, and he still needs to recuperate.

After a moment.

The people in front officially launched a challenge to the endless snow, and for a while there were loud noises, which were faintly mixed with arrogant laughter.
"Hahaha, this old man's upright swordsmanship is not bad, right?!" This seemed to be Qian Hong's voice.

"Admiration, my lord, please take a look at my white tiger seven kills!" This is Chen Yangqing's loud voice.

"Look at me burning the sky for ten days!"

"Hey, Overturning Clouds and Raining Palm!" These are two unknown juniors of the Chen family.

When the fire is in full swing, suddenly
"Ice Palm!" A sudden deep shout sounded.

Then everyone stopped their hands and looked sideways at someone.
"I hate your uncle!"

"Chen Duanwu! We are clearing snow, and your mother is here to make trouble!"

"Rip this guy off and bury him!"

For a while, the crowd was furious.

"." Looking at the bustling scene in the distance, Chen Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Although he was living in a world of ice and snow, for some reason, there was warmth gushing out of his heart.

(End of this chapter)