"good!"
"It seems that your "Tian Sheng Zhan Shen Jue" has been cultivated to the first level."
Tian Anxie's temptation lasted for a hundred breaths.
At the 101st breath, his overwhelming force was like a river flowing backwards, instantly disappearing without a trace.
Then, Tian An'an gave Chen Anzhi such a conclusion with a smile.
"Do you also know the "Heavenly Saint's God-Slaying Jue"?"
After hearing Tian An's words, Chen Anzhi's whole body tensed up.
This was the close relationship between him and Confucius for nine years. Even Anping, who saw him day and night, didn't know about it. Why would he know?
Moreover, Tian An'an bit the word "your" very hard.
"Because, it is a martial art tailor-made for you, and I am one of the editors..."
"enough!"
Confucius, who was full of alcohol, roared like a bell, directly interrupting Tian An's narration.
Chen Anzhi had never seen him this furious in nine years.
...
"Master?"
Chen Anzhi didn't know what was going on.
"When you can reach the fourth level, ask me again!"
Kong Fuzi's eyes widened in anger, as if he wanted to chop up the junior brother in front of him.
"Senior brother, you came to beg me so hard at that time.
Otherwise, how could you and I be brothers? "
Tian An An's words were sinister, and he continued to reveal a little bit of inside information.
"You bastard, tell me your conditions!"
The two senior brothers renewed their friendship after nine years. Instead of greeting each other with joy, they exchanged words like sparks hitting the earth, leaving Chen Anzhi confused.
"I still don't believe Chen Xian's fallacy. I think it would be safer for him to marry Xinxin."
"Don't even think about it!"
"Then change to Tian Butian."
"Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"Then there will be no Heavenly Saints..."
...
On the morning of the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen's reign in the Great Wei Dynasty, the snow was still falling slowly.
Chen Anzhi, the eldest brother of Wei Lai Academy, was sold by his master Kong Fuzi to his uncle Tian An'an.
Because, only if Chen Anzhi marries one of the Tian family's two precious granddaughters, will Tian Ansheng take over the post of Wangcheng County Magistrate and protect them from future storms.
As for whether the two Lao Mouzi had other transactions, Chen Anzhi didn't know and had no intention of delving into it.
Because Confucius trained him even more harshly!
...
"Absolutely impossible!"
In Tieshan Sect, Tian Xinxin angrily tore up the flying book from Wangcheng and said to Zhuang Wei next to her through gritted teeth.
Nine years ago in Wangcheng Chunfeng Tower, Chen Anzhi, the elder brother of Wei Lai Academy, once gave her a drunken spring, which made her look ugly.
That year, she was only 11 years old, and Chen Anzhi was also only 11 years old.
Now even if the person who makes the decision is his grandfather, it is absolutely impossible.
"Okra, reply to that old bastard: Go to hell!"
Tian Xinxin ordered angrily to the maid Qiu Kui beside her.
Okra is a Zhuangwei master raised by Tianjiazhuang. He is both her shadow and her guard.
"We haven't seen each other for nine years. Judging from the imitation of my subordinates, they must not be able to notice it for a while. How about my subordinates taking care of the lady?"
Okra thought for a while and answered seriously.
"good idea!"
After looking her up and down, she, the third direct descendant of the Tieshan Sect, finally extinguished her raging anger and stabilized her mind.
...
"My lord, it's all gone."
That evening, Qin Buer appeared in Wei Lai Academy full of vitality.
"Anping added in the booklet: On the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month in the fifteenth year of Wei Chongzhen's reign, Qin Bu'er, the Assistant Secretary of the Wangcheng Merchant Department and the original corps commander of the Southern Army Marshal's Mansion, killed the former Wangcheng County Magistrate Su Buzhi and his party. Men, women, children and animals are not spared, it is extremely cruel..."
Qin Buer, who thought he would receive praise, was stunned when he heard Chen Anzhi's words.
He was following orders.
"The handle must be grasped tightly, and the crime must be written harshly, so that people will be convinced.
Fuji, do you say yes or no? "
Chen Anzhi's words instantly made Qin Buer accept his fate.
The Black King of Hell in Wangcheng is indeed very evil.
"What's the mark?"
Qin Buer, who was manipulated, had no idea what Chen Anzhi would do next, so he asked carefully.
"Take the people and invite Tian An'shen, the owner of Tianjiazhuang, to be the new Wangcheng County Magistrate. As for the momentum, it must be bigger.
Don't worry, I'm not trying to trick you, this is just a formality. "
...
wonderful!
After listening to Chen Anzhi's words, Qin Buer instantly felt that he should give him a big compliment.
Regardless of whether Chen Anzhi's move to deprive the government of the county was appropriate or not, Su Buzhi deserved to die.
But if you can persuade the former high-ranking official of the imperial court and the man of character who retired to the mountains and forests to come back, the matter of Wangcheng will be reduced from a major matter to a trivial matter.
After all, nine years ago, Marshal Dingnan had begged the owner of the Tian family village to leave the mountain and enter the mansion, but he was decisively rejected without giving the Marshal any face.
It's just that this Wangcheng ruffian, why is he so determined that a master like Tian An'an is willing to be the little Wangcheng County Magistrate to help them protect them from wind and rain?
"Just do what I ask you to do. He looks like Xiong Er, who has 25,800,000 yuan but is vain. Why don't you imitate those hypocrites and do such nonsense?"
Seeing Qin Buer's confused look after being excited, Chen Anzhi felt angry in his chest.
That old guy has bought himself as a commodity, so why can't he still be invited?
Who is that Tian Xinxin, and who is that Tian Butian?
That big fire pit in Lao Tian's house can burn people to ashes!
...
"Why should Tian Xinxin marry him instead of me?"
"Why should it be my turn if she doesn't want to?"
In Tianjiazhuang, everything is going crazy.
Tian Butian, female, sixteen years old, is the young granddaughter of Tianjiazhuang who is loved by thousands of people.
The famous little female devil in Wangcheng usually likes to hold a whisk to "punish evil and promote good".
Folks jokingly call it "Sweeping the Street", and also secretly call it "Tian Shitai".
At this time, she pointed a whisk at her grandfather Tian Anxie and asked loudly.
"Why don't you marry him unless you marry him?"
Tian An'an looked helpless.
If she hadn't cared too much about Chen Anzhi, how could he have accepted them so easily?
"Just because he dared to give Tian Xinxin an aphrodisiac."
"puff!"
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