Longevity Martial Arts: I rely on luck to add points

Chapter 51 Strength Breakthrough
Tianwu four years.

The emperor pardoned the world.

Tax relief.

Recruit talents widely, make suggestions for the court, and wipe out the rebel party.

The originally turbulent Datang Dynasty seems to have swept away the decadence and has a thriving trend.

Under the call of the imperial court, many people came to Longdu. Regardless of their background, as long as they are high-grade warriors and able to serve the imperial court, they can all be appreciated by the imperial court and get a job.

Of course, the positions that the lower third-rank warriors can get are basically just some small official titles. The imperial court integrated them together to form a bandit suppression army, which was specially used to deal with the rebels of the Red Lotus Sect.

Many people felt that they were cheated and left Longdu overnight.

Jiang Feng continued to be his prison head in Zhenbei Prison.

As long as the Zhenbei Prison is still there, the Tang Dynasty will not fall, what kind of dragon will become, and what hobbies the emperor has this year, it has nothing to do with him.

In Jiang Feng's mind, he would be satisfied if he could live a stable life and earn a little luck every few days.

On this day, he patrolled the third floor.

Suddenly, he saw a jailer under Bantou Wang stretching his hand into a cell. Seeing him approaching, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, stood up, and wanted to leave the cell.

Jiang Feng remained silent.

"Jiang prison head."

The other party said hello.

"Howl!"

Jiang Feng had the saber on his waist, unsheathed it and then put it back into the sheath.

In front of the jailer, a cold light flashed.

Before he felt the pain, he saw the little finger of his right hand fell to the ground.

"Jiang prison head, the little one doesn't dare."

The little jailer hurriedly knelt down.

"Pick up your finger, go to the prison doctor to pick it up, get lost!"

Jiang Feng said coldly.

"Thank you prison chief Jiang."

The little jailer was grateful, picked up his finger, dripped blood all the way, and quickly disappeared.

Jiang Feng glanced at the cell.

Inside was a man covered in bruises.

What the little jailer reached in to take was a back molar made of gold.

The man here is a deputy commander who failed to suppress the bandits, and he doesn't know what to ask the little jailer to do after pulling out the back molars.

Jiang Feng didn't ask.

I don't want to ask either.

Just teach the little jailer a lesson, and ignore the rest.

That is to teach the little jailer a lesson, let him have a longer memory, don't cause trouble for himself, and let the man understand that it is his duty to teach the little jailer a lesson, and turn a blind eye to your deeds, because he doesn't want to be your enemy, and I hope you can do it yourself.

After Jiang Feng left.

The man sighed, and silently stuffed the gold tooth back into his mouth.

Jiang Feng checked the panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Luck: 9621
Kung Fu: Jailor’s Health-preserving Kung Fu (Consummation)
Skills: Jailer's Long Fist (Small Accomplishment+), Divine Archery (Proficient+), Monkey Escape (Daicheng+)

Realm: Fourth Grade (refinement)

Supernatural Powers: Immortality

In the past few months, nothing happened, and the value of luck was only slowly increasing.

Just added more than 100.

It seems that even if the man and the jailer reach a deal, it won't bring much risk to Jiang Feng. Maybe it's just entrusting the jailer to give his family a word.

But even so.

Once there are signs of danger.

What should be destroyed must be destroyed, Jiang Feng can't make fun of himself.

At this time, he came to another row of cells to check.

As soon as he entered, he saw that the head of the horse team under his hand sent some things into a luxurious prison cell that looked like a small courtyard.

Jiang Feng walked over silently.

When Ma Bantou saw him, he smiled at him.

Jiang Feng kept walking and came to another row of cells. He turned a blind eye to Bantou Ma's behavior.

The cell where Ma Bantou sent things in was the second prince's teacher.

The day before yesterday in the imperial garden, the emperor ran into the second prince by chance, and asked a random question to test the second prince. The result of the second prince's answer dissatisfied the emperor.

He was banned by the emperor for three months.

If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy.

The second prince's teacher was also implicated and was fined and imprisoned in Zhenbei Prison for a month.

When the old man came in.

Han Dong greeted him personally at the door.

He specially asked Jiang Feng to treat him well, Jiang Feng didn't dare to neglect, and personally cleaned the old man's cell.

The head of the horse team was waiting on the saddle, and when he learned that the old man liked to read the unofficial history of the Jianghu, he even went to the black market to buy a few copies.

That's why Jiang Feng turned a blind eye to what happened just now.

Although he is only the head of the small prison in Zhenbei Prison.

But in fact, in the huge vortex of officialdom, worldly sophistication is indispensable.

It is a routine operation to observe the words and look, and flatter the horse.

In the face of those high-ranking officials who were just going through the motions on the third floor, Jiang Feng was relaxed and upholding his own principles, that is, not to offend them, but also to keep a distance from them.

As for those repeat offenders, Jiang Feng will be more cautious, guard the bottom line, guard against death, watch his subordinates, and not cause trouble for himself.

After making a round of inspection, Jiang Feng returned to the workshop and took care of all the things that should be dealt with.

Soon.

The sky is getting darker.

It was also when Jiang Feng returned from his shift, he told his subordinates a few words, and then he walked out of Zhenbei Prison.

"Commander Han."

Just after leaving the prison, a carriage stopped, and Han Dong got out of the carriage.

It was just a few days before Chinese New Year.

Longdu is still snowing.

There are five or six centimeters of snow on the ground.

Han Dong was dressed in a thin Tsing Yi, with a long ponytail. She was as light as a swallow, and her feet stepped on the snow, leaving only shallow footprints.

Jiang Feng felt that Han Dong seemed to have changed.

It's the kind of change from the inside out.

It seems that from a strong outsider, he has become a master with profound internal skills.

He was startled, Han Dong broke through, from a third-rank warrior to an upper-rank warrior.

Han Dong finally stepped over the insurmountable gap and became a third-rank god refining powerhouse.

"Come on, follow me to the pub for a drink."

Han Dong didn't expect that he would run into Jiang Feng at the gate of Zhenbei Prison. He thought that the two had a common ambition. Now that they have broken through in strength, they haven't found anyone to celebrate. Since they met, let's go to Jiang Feng.

"My lord, your complexion today is different from the past."

Jiang Feng didn't dare to refuse, and followed behind Han Dong, pretending to be confused.

"Tell me what's different."

Han Dong asked the groom to move the carriage away, and walked on the snow with Jiang Feng.

Snow is still falling.

When the snowflake fell a foot above Han Dong's head, it would be automatically bounced away, as if blocked by an invisible force of blood.

"The subordinates can't tell. I always feel that my lord is surrounded by good luck. Otherwise, why would I invite my subordinates to drink."

Jiang Feng followed behind Han Dong and said with a smile.

"Jiang Feng, I think you are an honest and reliable person, you don't cause trouble, and we can get along with friends when we are out. I hate you for pretending to be confused."

Han Dong stopped suddenly, turned around and said.

"My lord...me."

Jiang Feng was momentarily at a loss for words.

"You know, I broke through, right!"

Han Dong looked at Jiang Feng, and there seemed to be a surge of energy and blood rushing towards Jiang Feng.

(End of this chapter)