In more than ten days, it will be the New Year's Day. Wei Ling took his three children and once again went to play outside the city of Iasi for a day.
While watching the children playing happily, Wei Ling and Li Lingyou communicated.
Because the war ended, Li Lingyou joined the Western Expeditionary Army again. According to the merit calculation, his stipulated service period has expired, so he is also a little entangled:
"In this case, you can either stay in the army, work hard, and strive to become a lieutenant and a professional sergeant.
Either return to the imperial capital and wait for the family's arrangements, or go to work in a small place, enter the empire's huge bureaucracy and become a small grassroots military attache, or simply handle common affairs in the family. "
Welling nodded:
"This is good. At least you have choices. You can choose according to your preferences."
Wei Ling felt that the children of aristocratic families were much better off than ordinary people from poor families. Among their career options, they did not even consider which career would make more money.
Brothers Kuma and Mabo would not be so calm.
"Yeah, I have nothing to complain about. I'm even a little happy. Being able to leave the Western Wasteland Army with a certain amount of merit is better than I expected."
"Shishiro, I feel that there are not many opportunities for traditional wars in the future. Maybe this battle of Iasi, which looks grand but is actually a bit funny, will be the end of traditional wars between the Federation and the Empire. In the future, the East and the West will The battle between the two is probably going to be a new pattern..."
"You mean, leaving the Western Wasteland Army might be a more promising option?"
"What I mean is that maybe future wars will unfold in other ways. After all, such a war model that relies on people is really something that neither side is willing to do."
"Well, before my fifth brother returned to the imperial capital, he generally made this judgment. He still wanted to go back and find opportunities to sneak into the officialdom... I will look for opportunities to meet with Uncle Su Zi and decide the future direction."
"Okay, I'm also waiting for news to see if the investigation can continue. If it can't continue, I will accompany you back to the Imperial Capital. I still have to find out my own origins. Maybe the Imperial Capital will have a chance."
"Actually, maybe you can apply to be a county magistrate in a small county below a certain county, and I'll be the county captain. Haha, that must be interesting..."
"There is not much hope. Although the county magistrate is small, his ability in all aspects is very high. He is also the second person in charge of a county. I have only reached the rank, but I have no experience in performing duties in this area. Do you think the officials of the empire are such trivial matters? "
"Haha, I'm just saying that."
"I know, my interest is actually not in this area."
"Then have you ever thought about what you most want to do?"
Regarding this issue, Welling himself was actually a little confused.
Even though he was doing something in a lower-level factory in Yasi, he did not feel that he was inferior to others, but as a warlock, in addition to improving his own abilities, he had to pursue something.
In fact, in addition to finding out his origins and avenging Nan Xing and others, if he is lucky, he can also find the origin family or parents of Nan Xing and others, which is the most realistic goal.
As for how far he can reach as a warlock, he has never struggled with it.
After all, the life cycle of people in today's world is so long, so there is no rush to set the ultimate goal for yourself.
A few people played all day long, picked fresh fruits, and had picnics using the ingredients and cooking utensils on the farm. It felt like time passed too fast.
Back in Yasi, Wei Ling took the time to strengthen and solidify the pendants of Nanxing, Phytolacca and Jinu.
After a year of experience and refinement, Wei Ling once again held the pendant invisible to ordinary people in his palm. He no longer needed to deliberately close his eyes and use his spiritual consciousness to check it. His mind naturally reflected the shape of the pendant.
One year has passed, and the original energy in the pendant has weakened, and its size has also become smaller.
After all, Welling's mental power a year ago was not enough, and the energy package that made up the pendant was insufficient, but now Welling can more calmly compress the corresponding energy, restore its original size, and then divide the spiritual power again , to seal the pendant.
Although this job was not as sharp as before, it still gave him a splitting headache.
It took Welling several days to complete the repair work. He estimated that through this repair, it might take a few years for the three pendants to shrink back to their pre-repair appearance.
Perhaps in the future, when Welling repairs them for the third time, they may become smaller in decades.
With a full sense of accomplishment, Wei Ling's heart was filled with tenderness as she watched Nan Xing and others cheering to retrieve their pendants and wear them around their necks.
Only the gecko is lonely:
"It's a pity, sir, that I can't sense the original spiritual power. Otherwise, I would also have a pendant."
Wei Ling smiled apologetically:
"It doesn't matter, you don't need this. The three of them use this to sense the corresponding source of spiritual power."
The slave also hurriedly added:
"Yes, yes, Sister Shugong, thanks to Big Brother's pendant, I became a warlock so quickly."
Shou Gong gently touched Ji Nu's head, smiled and shook his head:
"I'm just expressing my feelings. I'm extremely lucky to be able to live like a human again."
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A few more days passed, and soon it was New Year's Day.
Wei Ling originally wanted to take his three children to celebrate the New Year with Qing Fu, but he was wondering whether it was appropriate. Fortunately, he received a message from Qing Fu in time, saying that there was news, and asked Wei Ling and Shou Gong to go to his office the next day to meet. noodle.
Wei Ling threw the message to Shou Gong, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
It’s been almost a month, and I finally have the results.
The next day, Wei Ling and Shou Gong arrived at Qingfu's yamen office early. As soon as they arrived at the gate of the county magistrate's office, they found their neighbors, Li Lingyou and Qingfu, standing at the door to communicate.
As soon as he saw Wei Ling and Shou Gong, Li Lingyou winked and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.
Hey, why is this guy here?
Wei Ling was a little confused, and he and Shou Gong saluted Qinghui solemnly:
"This subordinate has met Master Qinghui."
"Haha, you're welcome, let's go in and talk first."
Qingfu was dressed in casual clothes and waved her hand slightly.
Several people walked into the government office hall and sat down, and an intelligent robot came over to serve them tea.
Qinghui smiled and threw the message to the three people:
"Wait a moment, there are two more people who haven't arrived yet."
All three nodded.
"Shizuro, what are you doing here? Did you come here as well?"
Wei Ling couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked Li Lingyou privately.
Li Lingyou remained calm and replied to Wei Ling:
"Yes, I just found out the news two days ago."
"Hey, aren't you still a warlock who belongs to the Western Wasteland Legion? Your Excellency is the chief officer of civil affairs, so there should be no reason to assign tasks to you."
After receiving Li Lingyou's affirmative reply, Wei Ling became even more confused.
"Haha, I am no longer a sergeant. I retired a few days ago... Hehe, this was discussed with Uncle Su Zi and has been approved by the clan."
"The problem is that we were here together the day before yesterday and the day before last, and we didn't listen to what you said."
"The verdict is still undecided, why should I say it?"
Wei Ling choked and stopped asking.
Qinghui looked at the two of them meaningfully, perhaps guessing that they were communicating.
At this time, two people walked in from outside, both dressed in black robes of warlocks.
One of them had a flowery face and a smile, while the other had a stern face and looked slightly arrogant.
Wei Ling and Li Lingyou both stood up suddenly, full of surprise.
The two people who came in shook their robes and bowed solemnly to the smiling Qingfu:
"My subordinate Xie Wuyi (Yang Xiaohe) has met your Excellency!"
"Haha, you're welcome. I thought you two would come after the New Year, but I didn't expect you to come so soon... Sit down quickly and I'll introduce you to you."
Qingfu waved his hands to Xie Wuyi and the stern young man, then turned to Wei Ling and the other three:
“This girl, you all know her, Xie Wuyi.
Haha, the other one, Yang Xiaohe, Li Lingyou should be familiar to you too. "
Welling nodded with a smile.
The guard also nodded with a smile.
Wei Ling noticed that when Qingfu said that Li Lingyou should know Yang Xiaohe, there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth.
Li Lingyou smiled bitterly and nodded. Who doesn't know Yang Xiaohe?
Qingfu then turned to Xie Wuyi and Yang Xiaohe, and nodded slightly:
"You two, get to know your team members. Needless to say, you all know Li Lingyou;
This is Wei Ling, a wisdom warlock who is still a junior at the moment.
This is a garrison, and according to his ability, he can be regarded as a top fighting sergeant. "
Xie Wuyi smiled and bowed to the three of them, with a familiar smile on his lips.
Wei Ling, Shou Gong and Li Lingyou also bowed in return.
Yang Xiaohe, who looked slightly arrogant, had made no move in response to Qinghui's introduction.
Finally, when he heard that Gokugong actually had the strength of a top fighting sergeant, his eyes condensed, and finally he showed a solemn expression. He stared at Gokugong's clear eyes under the hood, cupped his fists and saluted:
"I'm Yang Xiaohe, a fire spirit warlock who has just advanced to the intermediate level. Please take good care of me in the future."
The guard nodded slightly, his hat swaying, and his expression obscured by his veil.
Li Lingyou looked a little stunned.
This Yang Xiaohe is a bit disrespectful.
Facing Master Qinghui's introduction, it seemed that Li Lingyou and Wei Ling were not worthy of his attention at all, and only Shou Gong was worthy of his recognition.
Li Lingyou's face became even more ugly, and he privately sent a message to Wei Ling:
"This guy is from the Yang Clan, and he is quite a ruthless character.
He has defeated almost all the new generation in the imperial capital, and now he has advanced to the intermediate level.
I went and we actually worked together. "
Wei Ling didn't pay attention. One look at Yang Xiaohe's expression and he knew he was a proud guy.
Anyone who is proud must still have some skills, otherwise he will be needlessly arrogant.
Since he could come here with Xie Wuyi, he shouldn't be the kind of embroidered pillow. Such an attitude is probably due to his personality.
Everyone sat down again and looked at Qinghui.
In fact, Master Qinghui also smiled slightly, and he could see something through the details of the meeting between several people.
Needless to say, Xie Wuyi, with the power of the Xie family, as a woman and the niece of the empress of the empire, in ancient times, she was a top-level noble being who could enjoy the fiefdom, so why should she earn any merit?
Most likely, it was not fun after returning to the imperial capital, but because of the relationship between the prime minister, I came here to experience and play.
And Yang Xiaohe, from the Yang clan, didn’t know why he joined.
Mr. Xie and Mr. Xiao are playing with balance?
Or is Yang Xiaohe’s target Xie Wuyi?
Needless to say, Li Lingyou was probably Yang Xiaohe's defeated general back then, and it was clear on Li Lingyou's face.
But from the information received, Mr. Xiao made it clear that Li Lingyou also wanted to join. Is it just because Li Lingyou has always been on good terms with Xie Wuyi and is also a die-hard with Wei Ling? Is this arrangement made in order to enhance the cohesion of the team?
