I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 59 Deliberately release water (for collection, for follow-up reading)

poor.

It would be nice to have a wife.

How can I be qualified to pick and choose.

To him, a maid with delicate skin, tender flesh and handsome appearance is much better than the ordinary-looking little girl with yellow flowers.

Not to mention, Caixia is also related to the "Wei Yasi" in front of him, and he is willing to be on Wei Tu, even if Caixia is an ugly woman.

"Well, I'll ask the matchmaker to come to your house to propose a marriage someday. You should be ready..."

"I can lend you some money to build a new house and pay it back later..."

"You can't let my sister be wronged."

Wei Tu took a serious look at the expression on Yue Jing's face, and seeing that his expression was normal, he nodded and arranged the process of their marriage.

two months later.

The ninth day of August is an auspicious day for marriage.

Yue Jing and Caixia got married as they wished.

Wei Tu and Xing Hua, as the officiant who matched the two, attended the wedding together and brought congratulatory gifts to congratulate them.

Because of Wei Tu, many military officers in the Xiang Army's yamen saw this and sent congratulatory gifts.

Although the congratulatory gifts sent by the military officers were not expensive, they were all cheap things, but this card alone... still shocked the Yue family.

Everyone in the Yue family didn't dare to underestimate the bride Caixia any longer, and they treated Caixia respectfully in their words and deeds.

However, Caixia did not become arrogant and arrogant because of this, and on the second day of her wedding, she came to the main room early to greet her in-laws with tea, without any trace of arrogance.

After hearing about these deeds, the soldiers of the Xiang Army's yamen envied Yue Jing in their private conversations.

The third month after the two got married.

Wei Tu found an excuse and promoted Yue Jing to be the head of the Xiang Army's yamen with his position of power, in charge of the army's food.

This position is a fat job.

Fishing oil and water every year can make a lot of money.

Done with this.

Apart from letting Xinghua and Caixia walk around more, Wei Tu no longer pays attention to Yue Jing and Caixia.

He is not Caixia's father.

It's okay to do this step.

In addition, Yue Jing is too thoughtful and likes to drill camps, unlike "Quan Shun", who is diligent and down-to-earth.

He has helped Yue Jing too much in the yamen, and Yue Jing's status has been greatly improved, which may not be a good thing for Caixia...

Even if you want to help.

It is also necessary to "see people's hearts with time".

……

time flies.

One year later, it was the 27th year of Qing'an.

Autumn, August.

This year is the time when Shannan Dao Township Martial Arts will be held.

Nearly [-] martial arts scholars from various prefectures and counties in Shannan Road poured into the prefecture of Qingfeng Prefecture to participate in this martial arts examination.

These martial arts talents, like the previous rural martial arts exams, are old and young.

Young martial arts masters between the ages of 20 and 30 probably accounted for as much as [-]% of the candidates who participated in the Jinke Township Examination.

Of the rest, 50% are middle-aged martial artists in their 50s and [-]s, and half of them are elderly martial artists after [-] years old.

On the way to the outfield competition.

Wei Tu even met an old martial artist of seventy-seven years old for reference.

Although this ancient martial artist's gait is considered vigorous, but on the way of the competition, after only a few moves, he was knocked down by the young martial artist on the stage due to his unresponsiveness.

But fortunately.

This ancient martial artist was not seriously injured, and after getting off the ring, he was still alive and kicking.

Wei Tu didn't think that this old scholar was much worse than a young martial artist in terms of martial arts attainments alone.

But boxing is afraid of being young and strong, and the older a martial arts master is, the worse his physical fitness will decline.

a few days later.

After the initial and retests, there were only fifty martial artists left in the arena of the Xiangwuju, who were used to compete for the ranking in the Xiangwuju list.

The other more than 500 martial artists were eliminated one by one in the previous competition.

Failed to make it to the finals.

Among the 50 people, Wei Tu, the person with the highest level of martial arts, was naturally included.

Next.

For three days in a row, there were 50 people in the ring, and only the last ten were left to compete for the top ten in the township martial arts exam.

"The military leader of the township examination can be appointed as a military officer of the seventh rank. The top ten can be awarded the rank of military officer of the eighth rank, and the rest of them are all of the ninth rank..."

Standing on the ring, Wei Tu was silently thinking about the rules for appointing officials after the Xiang Wuju.

With his current strength in martial arts, coupled with the experience of the competition that Fu Zhizhou taught him, he is confident that he can win the first place in the provincial martial arts examination in this subject.

But——At this moment, Weitu remembered the scene when he was targeted by the hammer giant when he was in Siyang Town.

If he hadn't been armed with fine armor and escaped in time, he would either have been injured or died after that battle, and the best result would have been paralysis for the rest of his life.

——At that time, he swore secretly that he would never be in the limelight again, and he must be cautious when acting.

"Seventh-rank official, do you really have to take it away? The fourth brother said that Governor Wang should be polite and even respectful when facing innate martial artists..."

"In 30 years, I will be able to become a congenital martial artist. At that time, my status... will be greatly improved..."

"It seems unnecessary to be obsessed with this seventh-rank military officer appointed by the township military examination."

Weitu's mind wandered, and he began to analyze his current and future situation.

The governor is the real official of Zheng Guo's court, a high official in purple robes, and his official rank is among the second rank.

And after he became a seventh-rank official, it was obviously difficult for him to rise to the top and rise to the position of Governor Wang within 30 years.

Furthermore, he still needs to practice martial arts and the immortal family's "Wu Yuan Yun Spiritual Body", so he has no time and energy to think about official affairs, because these things waste time.

As long as he becomes a congenital martial artist, his status can jump to the top, "on an equal footing" with Governor Wang, and there is no need to work hard in the officialdom.

"The leader of the township martial arts examination is too dazzling. In the entire Zheng Kingdom, there are two capitals and thirteen provinces. Every three years, there are only fifteen provincial martial arts leaders..."

"Once I become the leader of the military, I will definitely be famous all over the country, and then troubles will follow one after another... and the benefits I get are obviously not worth it to me."

After thinking about it for half an hour, Wei Tu finally made up his mind to give up the title of "Martial Chief" this time, and only win the top ten list.

An eighth-rank military officer is enough for him, enough to improve his status.

Although a seventh-rank military officer is better than an eighth-rank military officer, one rank higher, and has a bright future in the officialdom, the risks he has to bear are really too huge, obviously exceeding the "earnings" of a seventh-rank military officer.

With the goal in hand, Wei Tu played more easily in the final contest, and no longer had to worry about the opponent's martial arts, moves, weapons, or martial arts.

After half a day.

The dust has settled.

Under Weitu's deliberate release, he won the No.7 in the Jinke Township Martial Arts Examination.

This ranking is neither high nor low, and will not attract too much attention from the world.

"Third brother thought it right. For a seventh-rank military officer, there is really no need to bring risks to yourself..."

After the competition, Fu Zhizhou drove, picked up Wei Tu, and walked out of the gate of Wugong Academy.

On the way, when he learned of Wei Tu's ranking, he was surprised and puzzled at first, but after hearing Wei Tu's explanation, he immediately admired Wei Tu's heart, thinking that Wei Tu had a big picture.

From Weitu's point of view, it seems reasonable to make this reasonable choice.

But who can really ignore the fame and fortune brought by the military leader of the township examination and the seventh-rank military officer?
Fu Zhizhou thought to himself, if he was in Weitu's situation, he might not be able to make the same decisive decision as Weitu.

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