Jiang Shouzhong did not wait for Mr. Yan’s arrival.
Unable to sleep, he sat up until dawn, keenly feeling and observing the process as two small golden figures inside his body opened up acupuncture points.
The process was tedious, yet Jiang Shouzhong’s heart was very excited.
After all, in this world that prized cultivation, who wouldn’t want to tread on waves, soaring thousands of miles high with sword control?
Who wouldn’t want to brandish a sword and roam the Jianghu, fully indulging in the life of a martial hero?
The Yin symbol small golden figure seed to have feasted recently, possessing endless energy, and had opened three acupuncture points by dawn.
The Yang symbol small golden figure, on the other hand, was slower, having opened only one.
The main reason was that the consumption of Yang Qi was too great; after opening one acupuncture point, the Yang symbol small golden figure fell into a deep sleep to recuperate.
"It seems I need to spend more ti outdoors basking in the sun,"
Jiang Shouzhong thought to himself.
Even so, opening four acupuncture points overnight was considered incredibly fast among cultivators.
Jiang Shouzhong gathered his thoughts, washed his face, and prepared to head out to investigate a case.
Cultivation aside, work had to continue.
And as Mr. Yan had said, do not force the Taoist River Map; just do what you need to do and maintain a peaceful mind.
Basically, it was like working in the background.
...
After the warm morning sun bathed over him, Jiang Shouzhong genuinely felt streams of warm breath piercing through his skin’s pores, greedily absorbed by the Yang symbol small golden figure in his Dantian.
Sotis, while walking on the street and brushing past pedestrians, he would also absorb so of their Yang Qi or Yin Qi.
Yin and Yang, the foundation of all things.
However, the appetite of these two small golden figures was large; this bit of Yin Yang Qi was like a drop in the bucket, nowhere near enough to satiate them.
Jiang Shouzhong initially planned to go find Zhang Yunwu to ask if there was any martial arts technique he could cultivate, but he then thought about his even more powerful superior and turned towards the Liushan Division.
As for his equally accomplished wife, better not bother her.
She’d probably ignore him if she heard he wanted to cultivate.
But sotis, luck likes to play tricks; just as Jiang Shouzhong arrived at the Liushan Division, it happened that Lord Ran’s carriage was parked at the entrance.
Just as the woman in a blue dress stepped out of the carriage, Jiang Shouzhong wanted to turn around and leave; however, Jinxiu, his brilliant personal maid, spotted the familiar figure, her eyes lit up, and she instinctively blurted out, "Uncle—"
"Jiang Mo greets the Lord!"
Jiang Shouzhong quickly saluted loudly, interrupting the young girl’s shout.
Realizing what happened, Jinxiu quickly covered her mouth, looked around, and after seeing that no one noticed, she relaxed, patted the magnificent scenery of the towering mountains, and stuck out her little tongue at Ran Qingchen.
Ran Qingchen helplessly glared at the girl, then turned her gaze towards Jiang Shouzhong, her expression complicated.
After Yuan Anjiang left, she had carefully reviewed the assessnt records of Wind Thunder Hall, particularly those regarding Jiang Shouzhong, again and again.
She had to admit, her husband indeed had so skills.
Even placed in an official departnt like the Dali Temple, he could shine.
But what she couldn’t understand was why such a talented person would stay in Wind Thunder Hall, the worst departnt.
A supine superior.
Colleagues who only had brute strength, no brains, and only knew how to flatter without any real abilities.
Staying in such an environnt was undoubtedly like burying a gem in dust.
What good could possibly co from there?
As Ran Qingchen pondered, she said coolly, "Yesterday, after discussing with the Wenxin Departnt, we are planning to transfer you—"
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"
Before Ran Qingchen could finish her sentence, a lively figure rushed over like a whirlwind, standing in front of Jiang Shouzhong.
The bright, shiny large saber she wielded was particularly conspicuous.
Li Nanshuang glared at the sowhat stunned Ran Qingchen, protectively placing Jiang Shouzhong firmly behind her, and angrily said, "Miss Ran, can you be more mindful of your behavior outdoors? You are a married woman. To flirt with soone else’s subordinate in broad daylight, can you have so sha?"
Before Ran Qingchen could respond, her maid Jinxiu beca angry.
The little maid’s face reddened, and her round cheeks undulated like lons as she began, "He was originally... "
"Xiu’er!"
Ran Qingchen rebuked sharply, looking towards Li Nanshuang and spoke lightly, "I am the new administrator of the Liushan Division, discussing official matters with the staff here. Is there a problem?"
"I’m his superior; discuss it with if there’s anything."
The knife-backing girl’s tone was domineering.
Jiang Shouzhong, witnessing the situation unexpectedly escalate, sowhat regretted coming to the Liushan Division.
Ran Qingchen lifted her exquisitely unmatched lon-seed face, the tie that restrained her slender waist fluttering in the wind, indescribably elegant and moving, "Well then, since Mr. Li is here, it saves a wasted trip. I’ve decided to admit Jiang Mo into the new division, the transfer order has already been issued by the Wenxin Departnt!"
"No way!"
Li Nanshuang waved her hand in refusal.
Ran Qingchen sneered, "Whether it’s acceptable or not isn’t for you to say."
"Sorry, I actually do have the final say."
Li Nanshuang’s originally sharp almond eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "When I joined the Liushan Division, the Sect Leader already promised that I would decide the staff of the hall, and no one else could interfere.
If Lord Ran doesn’t believe it, you can go and ask for yourself.
Or perhaps Lord Ran would also like to go to the palace and complain to the noble concubine? Crying your eyes out while complaining about how tyrannical this big devil is?"
Ran Qingchen’s expression soured.
She indeed hadn’t anticipated this.
Ran Qingchen suddenly raised her head and stared at Jiang Shouzhong, "Jiang Mo, this is your own matter, you decide for yourself, do you want to enter the new division?"
The fire had spread to him.
The cornered Jiang Shouzhong cursed inwardly.
In his heart, he still hoped to enter the new division.
After all, Yeying had already assigned him a task, and clearly, there was a plan, the sooner he joined, the better.
But emotionally, his boss had always taken good care of him.
Bridging this without regard for face would hurt people’s feelings.
"Don’t scare my people!"
Li Nanshuang gripped the handle of her blade, angrily said, "You also shouldn’t think about using your beauty to seduce my Man Noodles, my Man Noodles has seen all kinds of beauties. We might as well just fight it out; if you win, I won’t stop you from poaching."
Ran Qingchen ignored her, her graceful eyes kept gazing at Jiang Shouzhong.
She knew Jiang Mo wanted to enter the new division.
He had ntioned it last ti.
So she absolutely believed that he would not refuse.
Li Nanshuang, although boisterous, was after all a delicate girl at heart, and perhaps sensing Jiang Shouzhong’s hesitation, her eyes showed a hint of sorrow.
To avoid making her subordinate feel uneasy, the young girl grandly waved her hand:
"Forget it, I won’t argue with you, this little woman. I actually wanted Jiang Mo to go to the new division, it even saves from having to plead on his behalf."
She turned her head, reluctantly looking at Jiang Shouzhong, "Man Noodles, if anyone dares to bully you in the new division, just co to . Everyone in this world may bully , but nobody is allowed to bully my Man Noodles!"
The young girl waved her little pink fist.
But ultimately Jiang Shouzhong said apologetically, "I appreciate your kindness, Lord Ran, but I will stay in Wind Thunder Hall for now."
At this remark, the atmosphere suddenly shifted.
Ran Qingchen arched an eyebrow, subconsciously clenching her fist tighter.
Li Nanshuang was startled, those bright moist eyes filling with surprise and delighted joy, and even her cute dimples brightened sowhat, in that mont it was as if lilacs blood, bringing a light, clear charm into the room.
The knife-backing girl instinctively grabbed the man’s arm, the joy in her bright eyes almost spilling over, "Man Noodles, from now on I’ll treat you to shrimp every day, big shrimps, as much as you want."
Feeling the softness from his arm, Jiang Shouzhong discreetly pulled away.
In high spirits, Li Nanshuang didn’t mind and triumphantly waved at Ran Qingchen, "We’re off, Lord Ran."
Watching the two leaving, Ran Qingchen was expressionless.
Jinxiu muttered, "She was clearly flirting with my young master, the nerve. No wonder the young master wanted to stay in Wind Thunder Hall, looks like they..."
The girl hastily silenced herself.
Ran Qingchen remained calm, with no one knowing what she was thinking.
Only the nails in her palm dug deeper.
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