This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 221 The reputation of the Yamen has improved because of me.
People are afraid of famous pigs.

This sentence could not be more appropriate to apply to Lu Yuanzhi now.

He stood in the crowd with a bewildered face, looking at the officials who came up around him.

Although they are all characters whose names cannot be named, and they are not even named in the court.

"Master Xiao Lu, you bravely broke through the enemy's formation today, and you have actually welded the supreme bones of my Great Yong. I am truly a dragon and a phoenix among men. I am very happy and congratulatory. Why don't we go to the Spring Pavilion together tonight?"

An official with a conspicuously large monkey on his face looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a smile, and an attentive smile appeared on his face.

Looking at Lu Yuanzhi's young face, the officials who invited Lu Yuanzhi with him all understood that the boy in front of them stole the show in front of the cultural relics officials. They could naturally see the affection in the eyes of the saints when they saw this boy.

The words "Jian in the Emperor's Heart" are no longer enough to describe Lu Yuanzhi's current situation.

That is simply a performance that can make His Majesty Longyan happy.

So if we don’t make friends at this time, will we have to wait until one day when this person jumps up and is so high that we can’t make friends?

By then, who will still recognize me?

So these officials came up to make friends with Lu Yuanzhi, and some even said with a smile:
"I think Mr. Xiao Lu is young. I wonder if he is suitable for marriage?"

Lu Yuanzhi smiled shyly when he heard this:
"Naturally it's not done yet."

"Haha, I have a niece who is so stunning. She is now at the age when she is about to leave the cabinet. I wonder if Mr. Xiao Lu would be interested in meeting her??"

The official smiled and stroked his beard, and the smile on his face almost turned into a chrysanthemum.

"Well, another day, another day."

Lu Yuanzhi was actually a little overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of these officials.

He forced a smile and said to the officials:

"But I can indeed have a few drinks with you adults today. I wonder where we are going?"

Lu Yuanzhi nodded and looked at the officials.

"It's easy to say, of course it's our Etiquette Department who is the host! Jiaofang Secretary!!"

"Walk!!"

Lu Yuanzhi also knew that interpersonal relationships must be handled properly at all times.

Although these officials do not have high official positions, some of them still hold real power in their hands.

……

Just as Lu Yuanzhi was walking toward the Jiaofang Division under the coercion of the officials, everyone in the Zhuque Street Square had dispersed.

And the news of Lu Yuan's great destruction of the Buddha's first three questions spread like a strong wind to all parts of the capital.

In the eyes of the people, Xiao Lu Fengpei has become Mr. Xiao Lu.

In the mouths of men of letters, the word Mr. Lu has been widely publicized.

In the mouths of some low-level officials, Lord Xiao Lu simply refers to Lu Yuanzhi himself.

As for senior officials, Lu Fengpei can definitely leave a place in their hearts.

In short, Lu Yuanzhi became famous.

Still that kind of unparalleled good reputation.

In the green forest, Lu Yuanzhi's reputation resounded throughout the world.

Almost everyone knows that there is a Mr. Xiao Lu in Peiyinlang in the capital, who is dedicated to serving the country and the people, and is actually a chivalrous person for the country.

In particular, Lu Yuanzhi didn't even think about sacrificing his righteousness of jumping out of the treasure box to help the people when he was in the battle.

Hangzhou, in a forest.

A figure landed silently from the branches to the ground.

The slender hair was tied up high with black hair, and a few traces of wildness were inadvertently exuded between the eyebrows. The nose was straight and the lips were thin, the peach blossom eyes like clear ink were as deep as tan, and the slightly upward lips exuded Charming smile.

His clothes were slightly open, not exposing his breasts, but still revealing a hint of flesh-colored chest.

A light yellow wine gourd hung on his waist, and he held a sword with a light blue sheath in his hand.

He looked at the blue sky quietly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Cuckoo."

A dove's voice came.

The man smiled and stretched out his arm, and the pigeon landed firmly on his shoulder.

He did not immediately untie the note tied to the pigeon's leg.

Instead, he gently stroked the pigeon’s head:
"Thank you for your hard work, Que'er!"

As he spoke, he picked up the wine gourd from his waist, poured it into his hand, opened the pigeon's mouth and poured in a few drops.

"Haha, with such fine wine, you are somewhat lucky."

After saying that, he ignored the little pigeon's frightened eyes.

Untying the tied note from Que'er's feet, he opened it and read it casually.

After reading it, his eyes were slightly stunned.

"This...Mr. Xiao Lu??"

"The Buddha's first three questions were actually broken by him?!"

"Oh? Or is it just me, Pei Yinlang, who is just a little Feng Pei? I, Li Qinglian, dare not say that I can break through those bald formations..."

"Hahaha, interesting! Will Duke Ji send him to assist me?"

The handsome man who called himself Li Qinglian didn't notice what happened to him after reading the note, and the note spontaneously ignited without fire.

A trace of interest appeared on his face and he murmured:

"In that case, I will wait for you here. The case of the disappearance of the Taoist Holy Son is not a trivial matter!"

After saying this, his eyes fell.

"Then facial paralysis is coming too??"

……

A moment later, above the woods, a feeble and swaying pigeon took off listlessly, flying towards the capital with a brand new note on its feet...

Beijing.

Lu Yuanzhi finally returned home.

It was already late at night when I got home.

Jiaofangsi's trip went smoothly, but because of his face, he didn't go completely wild. The purpose of his trip was to make friends with some useful officials.

Fortunately, the harvest is good, he can also talk in a scene, and it is no problem to have a good time while drinking.

After arriving home, he looked from a distance and saw that the light in his uncle's study was still on.

He carefully looked around and saw that there was no suspicious person. He went straight into the study without knocking on the door.

"Uncle."

As soon as Lu Yuanzhi entered the door, he saw his uncle sitting on a chair calmly and waving the wolf hair in his hand.

"coming?"

The uncle glanced sideways at Lu Yuanzhi and responded in a neutral tone:
"How's the Jiaofang Si doing?"

"hey-hey."

Lu Yuanzhi laughed dryly, and he could naturally hear the sarcasm in his uncle's words.

"It's just for socializing with colleagues."

"Oh."

The uncle nodded calmly, and without stopping, the wolf in his hand sketched out lines of elegant text on the beautiful rice paper.

I saw the beautiful rice paper on my uncle’s table.

Lu Yuanzhi's eyelids couldn't stop twitching.

Damn Kewusi! !
To thwart his plan to make a fortune, this piece of paper, which is no better than the previous life, was invented by the group of people from the Kewu Department.

I don’t even have the chance to invent and create wealth.

Lu Yuanzhi was very concerned about Ke Wu Si on this point.

"You don't need to make friends with those people."

The uncle looked at Lu Yuanzhi calmly: "Did you know that you are about to die now?"

Um? ?

Lu Yuanzhi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his uncle with a confused look on his face.

"Checkmate??"

The uncle sneered: "Your current situation can be described as a raging fire, and you will die at any time without a burial place!"

"Gudong."

Lu Yuanzhi swallowed hard.I just made a great achievement...

Why are you about to die? ?
"My nephew is puzzled..."

Lu Yuanzhi sneered and looked at his uncle weakly.

After all, I felt a little dissatisfied.

But dare not show it.

"I know you are dissatisfied."

There was a trace of ridicule in the uncle's eyes: "But you can't accept it."

After saying that, the uncle gently put down the wolf hair in his hand and looked at Lu Yuanzhi calmly:

"Now you have broken the Buddhist formation and won the bet for me Dayong. This is a great achievement. You have also provided the imperial court with a pilot strategy of divide and conquer. This is also a great achievement. Qinghe Academy rescued Wei Wuhou, although Wei Wuhou You are still unconscious, but your Majesty naturally knows that you arrived in time, which is also a great achievement..."

The uncle spoke slowly.

"Are you trying to say that my power is so great that it can shock the Lord?"

Lu Yuanzhi curled his lips disdainfully.

If you want to be a master of high achievements, you will be in a very high position. When the emperor has no reward, he will have no choice but to get rid of you.

And I am a small eighth-grade Fengpei, how could I not be rewarded?
"Ha ha."

The uncle looked at Lu Yuanzhi as if he were a fool.

"You can reward me, but what about Old Thief Ji?"

"what?"

"Don't forget who you belong to."

"Your credit does not belong to you alone, but to your superiors."

The uncle's tone became cold, and he said calmly:
"How should Ji Xuan be rewarded? He has reached that level..."

Lu Yuan swallowed subconsciously.

He seemed to understand somewhat what his uncle wanted to say.

"But now that the court is unstable and there are many major factions, His Majesty needs someone to check and balance the court for him, so it is impossible for Ji Xuan to fall. Then Ji Xuan cannot fall..."

The uncle's mouth curled up into a sinister smile.

"Who will be the unlucky one??"

Lu Yuanzhi couldn't help but get excited.

"Of course it's me!!"

Lu Yuan looked at his uncle with a blank expression, and then he showed endless fear:
"Uncle, save me!! What should I do??!"

A cold sweat broke out on his back.

The uncle's analysis is correct.

"Haha, you don't need to ask me about this. If I can think of it, Old Thief Ji can also think of it."

The uncle said calmly: "He must have already thought of how to arrange it for you."

"Then Ji Gong..."

Lu Yuanzhi frowned and thought hard.

He really didn't expect that he would become a thorn in his flesh now...

He could naturally imagine that he would only need to find any reason to convict himself. Although it would not force him to die, it would still be indistinguishable. It would be best if the merits and demerits were balanced...

Lu Yuanzhi asked the sky speechlessly.

Oh shit.

Of course, what his uncle didn't tell him was that these speculations were all his imagination, but as long as there was a slight possibility of such a thing, he had to take precautions in advance.

Mainly, Lu Yuanzhi's achievements these days are really incredible.

Every single item is shocking.

Although some things cannot be made public, the fact that they cannot be made public does not mean that His Majesty has nothing to worry about.

"Ji Gong?"

The uncle looked at his nephew coldly.

"Uh, haha, I'm used to it."

Lu Yuanzhi naturally knew that his uncle regarded Ji Xuan as a thorn in his flesh, so he smiled and did not intend to dwell on this issue.

"So those officials who have personal relationships just ignore it."

The uncle looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a faint smile:
"Especially the people from the Ministry of Rites, if they ask you to go to the Jiaofang Department, if you really can't bear it, go secretly yourself."

"Forehead……"

The corner of Lu Yuanzhi's mouth twitched.

He could hear the teasing in his uncle's mouth.

The uncle's meaning was also very obvious. He might have been a foreign object in the emperor's eyes. If he got the reputation of being a clique and seeking selfish interests...;
"Harmful."

"My uncle's heart will never be forgotten by my nephew."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at his uncle with tearful eyes, and was so moved that he almost sobbed.

"Okay, okay, stop acting."

The uncle looked at Lu Yuanzhi without twitching his mouth, smiled and cursed:
"From now on, just stop talking about your uncle as a prince. After all, your reputation is much higher than that of your uncle and me."

There was inevitably a hint of sourness in the uncle's tone.

No matter how hard you try to survive in the officialdom for so long, you can finally get a fourth-rank official in the court, a dignified young minister of Dali Temple, but he is not as famous as his nephew who has been in Peiyinlang for less than half a year...

This is really comparing people to each other, which is really annoying.

After all, all officials know what fame means.

When two colleagues with similar conditions want to compete for the same position, regardless of family background, knowledge and other factors, the only thing that can be compared is who is more famous, or who is better in the eyes of the superior...

Lu Yuanzhi has such a great reputation at such a young age. If he can really succeed for more than twenty years, coupled with his amazing martial arts talent, he will most likely be able to become a noble person in the future.

……

In that case, the old Lu family will be lucky...

"Okay, you go back to sleep."

The uncle yawned. As he gets older, his mental strength is not as good as before.

Lu Yuanzhi nodded and left.

The next day.

Lu Yuanzhi got up early, packed up, and rode his little green horse to go to the Yamen to order mao.

After all, Ji Gong made it very clear that he has become famous in the past two days, and many people will definitely come to see him, so it is most convenient to stay in the Yamen at this time.

When he went out today, Lu Yuanzhi felt something was wrong.

He found that no matter where he went, the pedestrians on the street no longer avoided him in the past.

Instead, they looked at themselves with respect, and some even took the initiative to say hello...

"Master Tiger, why don't you get up early? Come to the store to have something to eat before you leave. It doesn't cost you any money. This is what we ordinary people want!"

Lu Yuanzhi was filled with doubts when he heard this.

He dismounted curiously and came to the door of the store.

"Shopkeeper, aren't you afraid of me?"

Lu Yuanzhi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the hospitable little boss.

"Hu Ye is joking. Who in the entire capital doesn't know that Mr. Lu is a just and upright man from Lord Hu's Yamen? Mr. Lu's Yamen people are not even ready for our shop to welcome them, so how can they be afraid?"

The shop owner laughed, and casually prepared two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk for Lu Yuanzhi to put on the table.

"Master Hu, please open your mouth and eat. If you don't have enough, don't open your mouth again."

The boss is so generous.

After handing it to Lu Yuanzhi, he came to the door and saw a look of pride on the boss's face.

Looking at the passers-by, there is confidence in their eyes.

Did you see it? There is a tiger man in my store!

Lu Yuanzhi was silent for a moment after hearing what the young boss said.

The reputation of Peiyinlang Yamen has improved...

He looked at the two steamed buns and a bowl of soy milk on his table.

long silence.

(End of this chapter)