Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 120

The sky is gloomy, and there will be rain.

The lanterns on both sides of Kowloon Street were gradually lit up, and various mascots with the meaning of "lucky luck" in the eyes of Ming people flew out from different lighted signs.

For a time, the sky above the entire street was full of visions and radiance.

Pixiu is teasing the koi, the God of Wealth and Wenchang Pagoda stand side by side, and Maitreya is lying on the huge gold ingot, squinting and smiling
Under the prosperous light and shadow, there are sparsely populated and desolate streets.

This is the first time that Li Jun has seen such a quiet Kowloon Street. Not only the residents living here, but also the contraband vendors who used to squat in the streets and alleys are gone.

He silently looked at the signboards on both sides of the street, bars, hotels, mahjong parlors, hot pot restaurants, Huangliang brothels
They are all familiar Chinese characters, but under the red and blue glare, there is a sense of coldness and strangeness.

I woke up here, but this place never belonged to me.

"Hey, that's so fucking hypocritical."

Li Jun shook his head, laughed and cursed to himself, and quickened his steps.

A moment later, at the end of the long street, a square table was propped up in the middle of the street.

The copper pot on the table is boiling, and the escaping fishy and spicy aroma makes people feel warm in the bottom of their hearts.

Kuang Qingyun sat at the table, smiled and waved to Li Jun.

At this time, his appearance has changed drastically, the blue long gown has been replaced by a black dress, and the once meticulously combed hair has become short hair that reaches the ears and is roughly tied behind his head.

Li Jun pulled a bench and sat down, looked at Kuang Qingyun and joked: "Why, don't you want to learn from Mr. Pianpian, a gentleman?"

"When eating, can you stop talking about these bullshit things?"

Kuang Qingyun rolled his eyes, picked up a piece of hairy belly and put it in Li Jun's bowl, "Eat more when you have something to eat, otherwise, when you don't have to eat in the future, you will miss it very much."

This sentence seems to be speaking to Li Jun, but it is more like speaking to himself.

Li Jun didn't move his chopsticks, he frowned and said, "Guess it?"

"You sent someone to send so much money inexplicably, I can guess some of it."

"Then why don't you go?"

"Where to go?"

Kuang Qingyun smiled, and raised his finger to point around, "Look at these buildings and shops, although they are dilapidated, they are the property of many people for a lifetime, and these things cannot be taken away."

"They'll be fine," Li Jun said anxiously, "They're not Brother Muddy Water, and the Chengdu county government won't just sit back and watch the Gu family attack ordinary people."

"I know," Kuang Qingyun said with a calm expression, "but the pao guys are gone, and this street will collapse. Do you think other gangs will treat them like us?"

Li Jun said angrily: "When are you going to take care of this? You can't stop the wind and rain this time!"

In fact, Li Jun still had a word in his heart and didn't say it.

For these Kowloon Street residents, even if Brother Pao will collapse, life can still go on, but it may be much more difficult than before.

"Can't stop it and don't stop it are two different things. My life was given by Lord Ding, and I have to guard the inheritance he left behind."

Li Jun raised his eyebrows, there were thousands of words in his heart, but he still hesitated to speak, and finally said helplessly: "Master Ding is right, you are a foolish and loyal person."

"This is not foolish loyalty."

Kuang Qingyun paused every word, and then asked: "Don't just talk about me, what about you, you can escape a long time ago, why have you been holding back until now?"

Li Jun was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Kuang Qingyun's words were not wrong, with his current Wu Ba's extreme strength, coupled with the Xi Ting Lang who can hide his breath, as long as he goes to the Mo family to change his face, it will not be too difficult to escape from Chengdu Mansion.

Although the Taoist sect can cover most of Sichuan and Shu with one hand, the Qingcheng Group is only the leader within the Chengdu Prefecture.

As long as he can leave the area of ​​Chengdu Mansion, Yu Kou looking for him is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

As for Jin Yiwei, as long as he gave up breaking the order of Jin, Wei Ju'an could also provide him with shelter.

But is this result what you want?

To live under the fence?
To endure humiliation?
Going to be a mediocre, submissive Wu Ba for the rest of his life?

The Martial Arts Sequence is a path of advancement and no retreat, a moment of cowardice is a lifetime of humility.

When a warrior is alive, he should be like a soldier crossing a river.

Li Jun shook his head and said, "I'm here to fight!"

Kuang Qingyun paused every word, "Then what I want is that little righteousness!"

At both ends of the long table, the two looked at each other, and finally smiled at each other.

The words have come to this point, why do I need to say more.

Boom!

An angry thunder exploded in the sky!
People send murderous intentions, and the world goes back and forth.

The sky sends murderous intentions, and the dragon and snake land!

The communication device on Li Jun's wrist suddenly rang, and the caller was the head of the Gu family, Qian Hai.

The content is concise and to the point, only six words: The inspection team has entered the city.

"The curtain has opened, it's time to go on stage and sing."

Li Jun looked up at the sky, and under the rolling thunderclouds, there were flocks of birds fluttering and circling.

Xinzheng District, Chengdu Prefecture Government.

A luxury bus manufactured by Shuntianfu Shenji Military Industry Group stopped in front of the Yamen.

On the side of the bus, there is a pair of ceremonial plaques with black characters on a white background - the Ministry of Officials of the Ming Empire.

For the first time, the county magistrate of Chengdu put on the official uniform embroidered with mandarin duck patch, but his expression was unusually calm, and he was not at all excited to welcome the officials.

On the contrary, Huang Yaozong next to him was smiling all over his face, walked quickly to the side of the bus, and shouted respectfully: "My lords have worked hard all the way, Chengdu County has prepared thin wine to clean up the dust for everyone."

The car door opened, and three middle-aged scholars in plain and elegant robes stepped out slowly.

The first man with a square face and a long beard on his chin nodded indifferently to Huang Yaozong who was bowing to the side, then ignored him, and went straight to the old man standing motionless in front of the gate of the county government.

"Student Zhang Xian, I met Mr. Pei."

Seeing this scene, the two palm guards following Zhang Xian froze in place at the same time, momentarily at a loss.

The old man moved half a step to the side, "Master Zhang, you are now Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Civil Affairs Examination Department. According to your official position, you are higher than the old man. It is against etiquette to act like this."

Zhang Xian said solemnly: "In the face of Mr. Pei's achievements, a mere official position is nothing to worry about."

"It's all passing by. It's hard work for you to come from Beizhili. Let's go in and have a hot meal."

"Thank you, Mr. Pei."

Zhang Xian followed behind the old man and entered the gate of the county government step by step.

The two Kaogong Si Zhang Gu, who had been diametrically opposed along the way, fell side by side at the end at this moment. When they crossed the threshold of the county government, they subconsciously looked at each other sideways, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Just now, both of them secretly retrieved the electronic archives of the Ministry of Officials Examination and Merit Division.

The recorded magistrate of Chengdu County is named Pei Xingjian, and his resume is mediocre, without any surprises.

The only thing worthy of attention is that the person who recommended him to serve as the magistrate of Chengdu County is the current prefect of Chengdu Prefecture.

How can such an old official who relies on his nepotism to become rich and vacancies deserve such respect from Mr. Zhang?
The thoughts of the two palm masters were like lightning, and a chilling guess popped up in their minds almost at the same time.

Someone deliberately hid Pei Xingjian's resume!
Thinking of this, the hearts of both of them sank.

This recommendation may not be as simple as they expected.

(End of this chapter)