Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 160: Drinking and Sword Intentions

Before leaving, Yang Qian realized that the network of relationships he had built up in Sandai City could be described as "intricate and complex".

Needless to say, in Masheng Lane, Li Deng and Zhou Quan both had close contacts with him, and it could even be said that they were his first stable network of contacts in Sandao City. Now that he knew he was leaving Sandao City to take up a post in the state capital, he would definitely have a farewell banquet.

As for the relationship, it is not without it. For example, the relationship with Li Mazi is not just an exchange of interests, but also worthy of being called a "friend".

Under normal circumstances, Yang Qian might have refused, but now that he was leaving, it would be difficult for him to refuse.

It didn't matter when I left, but I was almost carried back when I came back.

Why? I drank too much!

He thought that with his innate realm, the physical fitness of a cultivator, and his good alcohol tolerance, he could fight against many people alone, but when he got the ninth person drunk, Yang Qian himself got drunk. The result of being drunk was a big drunk.

Fortunately, my cultivation was real. After drinking and sleeping more, I was fully recovered the next day. But looking at the box of gold flakes on the table that I brought back last night in a daze, I felt a little overwhelmed.

There are quite a few of them, a full forty!

"." Yang Qian smiled and shook his head as he looked at the gold pieces in the box. Normally, these people were not allowed to deliver things to the door, but this time they had the chance. But forget it, it would be too embarrassing to return them after accepting them.

How to deal with it?

Of course I just spent it. My family doesn't lack this little money right now.

After that, Yang Qian held one drinking party after another.

You have drunk the wine from Masheng Lane, do you want to drink the wine from Chemahang?

It was Yang Qian who turned the two bosses into non-staff members of the police station. Should this exchange be worth a drink?
So Yang Qian came back drunk again, and this time he was better than before, at least he didn't black out.

But he was holding a box of gold flakes in his hand.

In terms of information, the people in these carriage and horse shops are no worse than those in Masheng Lane, so they naturally know that Yang Qian is going to be promoted. How can it be done just by drinking? If the relationship is to be maintained, Yang Qian must remember them and dare to come to them when there is something in the future.

Therefore, the rumor that Master Yang had always liked gold was put into practice at this time.

Compared to Masheng Lane, the two carriage and horse companies also spent a lot of money, totaling sixty-six gold!
You have drunk the wine from the Carriage and Horse Trading Company, do you want to drink the wine from those mines?

The current mine owners who were able to acquire these mines had to deal with Yang Qian a lot. After all, these mines were dug out by Yang Qian from the Song Qixun case with a knife, and then he weighed various relationships and gave handover suggestions in the file. Finally, the "reasonable and compliant" ones fell into the hands of these big businessmen.

Is this considered a friendship?

Now that Yang Qian has been promoted to the prefecture, how could these big merchants not want to continue to curry favor with him? Their thoughts are exactly the same as those of the carriage and horse business.

So they drank again. This time Yang Qian was only slightly tipsy, but the box in his hand was a little bigger than before.

After returning home, I saw that there were 80 gold pieces neatly stacked inside. They were collected by the mine owners around Sandao City. It would be painful to give away so much money to anyone. But the richer you are, the longer-term vision you have. Yang Qian is going to work in the state government at a young age, and his status is a rare little fairy master. It is said that even the owner of the state government favors him, and his future is limitless.

So everyone is investing huge sums of money, just betting on Yang Qian's future success!
This kind of opportunity is almost equivalent to "starting from humble beginnings", which is the most memorable and the most visible friendship in the future. If you really wait until Yang Qian becomes a rising star, you may not even be able to get close to him.

Of course, Yang Qian didn't take money from just anyone. He refused all offers from officials who wanted to treat him to a drink or give him money. If they were on good terms with him, he would treat them to a drink and forget about the money. Even if they were close to him like Wang Shigui and Chen Dong, he refused them all.

After a few days, Yang Qian counted the money and found that the tributes he received from merchants in Masheng Lane and Sandao City alone were over a hundred gold coins, so the actual total was 186 gold coins.

After spending all the money and taking into account the remaining experience, the available experience now becomes 695.

This was an important reason why Yang Qian was so willing to take the money and leave a loophole. His "Evil Wind" was only a hundred experience points away from perfection. He wanted to see if he could make a breakthrough in his practice these days, but after practicing for nearly half a month, he found that his experience points had not increased at all. It would take him a long time to reach the full 600 experience points.

Taking advantage of the dead of night, Yang Qian used the experience points he had spent on "Evil Wind" at home.

Available experience - 640
"Evil Wind": Perfect 640/640
[Congratulations! After a long and arduous training, you have finally completed the "Evil Wind" merit. You have a deeper understanding of the will of the wind, and at the same time, your sword skills have also gained the power of the evil wind. Even without sword moves, they all have sword power, which is extremely strange and evil.]

[Your swordsmanship has entered a new realm, and a flash of inspiration has entered your mind, allowing you to feel the familiar touch again.]

[You feel the spiritual light, which makes your understanding of the sword more profound. ]

Yang Qian was mentally prepared for these tips on the experience panel before clicking on it. After all, the starting experience of "Evil Wind" was 80 for the sword technique, and the improvement it brought to Yang Qian after it was perfected would definitely touch his biggest trump card: sword intent.

But Yang Qian did not expect that the improvement of sword intent would be so strange.

Originally, Yang Qian thought that sword intent was just like strength, and improvement was just a change in quantity. However, facts told him that this was neither a "quantitative change" nor a "qualitative change", and even the words "increase" or "enhancement" were inappropriate.

There is no quantitative or qualitative change in the sword intent. It is unchanging. It is the power of rules between heaven and earth. It is there, and it depends on how much you can comprehend.

The experience panel uses "Comprehension" and "Profundity".

Yang Qian is now deeply touched.

I ran my hand across the table in front of me, and for the first time I felt a sense of "all the textures on this table are suitable for cutting."

It was as if invisible lines appeared in Yang Qian's mind.

There was only a slight trace of sword intent in Weiwei Gudang's body, but in an instant, the round table in front of him became like a dried sand sculpture, which shattered to the ground as soon as the wind blew!
wow wow
Looking at the large pile of broken "table" on the ground, Yang Qian was slightly stunned. The shapes of each piece of wood were different, but all the cut surfaces of each piece looked like they were naturally cracked, rather than cut.

Picking up a piece of wood, Yang Qian once again had the same feeling of "cutting texture" as before.

This time, too, with a little bit of knife intent, the palm-sized piece of wood in his hand shattered like a dried sand sculpture, breaking into more than ten pieces. Similarly, each piece was very smooth and round, not as if it had been cut.

Yang Qian continued to pick up a piece of wood that was only an inch long and wanted to continue cutting, but this time there was only a vague feeling of "cutting texture", and the invisible cutting lines that appeared twice before no longer appeared.
(End of this chapter)