Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

"Although I am now taking over the important task from the master, I treat the specific situation on a case-by-case basis, and each vein is divided into different parties, so it is difficult to gather frequently.

Therefore, on weekdays, the relevant matters of all parties are still decided and managed by the leaders themselves, including cooperating with local forces, and continuing to implement enlightenment activities; if there are major events, we will notify all parties in detail.

In the future, if there is something I don't do well, I will ask my uncle, uncle, brother and Tianhuai to give me advice. "

At the end of the ceremony, Xia Chenglin bowed to everyone, and the words he uttered this time were also very particular.

"The principal is too modest. Along the way, everyone has seen what the younger brother has done. It is well deserved to hold such high power, especially in the past 100 years. It has been hard work." Zonghengzi said the words.

The establishment of power in their lineage, even with the help of the uncle, it would be very troublesome to adjust it back.

Therefore, this seat is the most suitable for the younger brother to sit.

This time, when he came back this time, after meeting his younger sister, he was given a saber. The name of the sword was black and white, which made Zonghengzi very happy. The sword itself is not important to him. The important thing is that the sword came from the younger sister's hand .

It is a pair of opposing swords that can strengthen each other with the Zhanran staying machine that the younger sister fought back then.

It just so happened that he had learned the corresponding martial arts from his master before.

However, Yu Linling once mentioned to Zonghengzi that he wanted to use his elder brother as the protagonist in his next work, and then, a certain head of Wenfenggu agreed without even thinking about it.

Ting Santie looked at Lin Chongyang: "Now that there are no outsiders, why don't you say a few words as a master?"

Director Lin has now become the former director. In other words, he has turned back into an ordinary Confucian scholar after many years. Standing here today is also a witness.

In the hearts of all, having this testimony is enough.

The weight of the former head is actually higher than the current head, no matter where it is placed, it is a small probability event.

However, it is different in Defeng Gudao, or Confucianism.

In fact, to a large extent, by not speaking before, he was trying to save face for Lin Tianxing. If he really wanted to appoint and remove the director himself, there would be some problems, so it was better not to say anything.

"I'm just a white dress now..."

Just halfway through the conversation, Xia Chenglin interrupted:

"Master."

There are some things that only Lin Chongyang can ridicule, if these words are said outside, they might be drowned by everyone's saliva.

"I won't say anything redundant, take this thing."

The words fell, and I saw a long sword transformed by Lin Chongyang. There was a mighty righteous air flowing on the sword, and the appearance was solemn and solemn. Its material was neither gold nor iron, but Xia Chenglin's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw it.

"This is……"

In the previous two days in the Holy Land, he learned a lot, understood a lot, and witnessed a transformation with his own eyes.

Words cannot describe...

But after seeing and witnessing the scene, the Nine-Layered Heavenly Mirror that he has practiced has been completed, and now he has already guessed about the sword in Master's hand, but he is not sure.

"Last night, I went to Gengmengdie to help fight. It's up to you to keep it for yourself or stay in the Holy Land."

It is really convenient to forge a sword with that ingenious workmanship. Lin Chongyang even took the opportunity to learn a hand and integrated it into the good fortune. As for the name of the sword, he didn't bother to choose it again:
"By the way, the name of the sword can be learned from heaven."

The moment the sword was in his hand, Xia Chenglin found that his body had been blessed by more than [-]%, combined with what the master said just now, it was as expected.

"Thank you, Master." He said.

"I have to leave you a backhand." Lin Chongyang and Xia Chenglin finished explaining, then looked at the crowd: "I will trouble everyone in the future."

Ting Santie said frankly: "Are you really planning to leave?"

"Uncle Shi, there is an old saying that goes well, it is called the emperor and the courtiers, I want to protect them for a lifetime, but they all have their own lives, I can't protect them for a lifetime.

So, no matter how worried I am, I can only let it go. "

Human beings are subjective creatures, not to mention, they have left their posts and still stay here, who will the Confucian scholars listen to in the future?

"According to this, you really shouldn't keep it." Even with Ting Santie's character, he didn't say anything more after hearing this.

Instead, Mu Lingfeng was asking: "When are you going to leave, to the north?"

"I'll leave tomorrow. As for the future itinerary, I should rest for a while before making a decision." According to the original plan, Lin Chongyang and Ji Wuxia planned to return to Xueqingfang to settle down first.

"In the short term, Wushang should focus on self-improvement. When Cheng Lin's side is completely settled down, Shang Qingyi should be the gatekeeper of the second gate."

Although Mu Lingfeng's cultivation base has improved a little now, and he can directly separate out the avatar named Yingshuangqing, but that is no longer necessary.

"Please trouble uncle, I will arrange this matter later." Xia Chenglin expressed his thanks.

"No, I didn't bother with this matter. After the handover, I don't need to be as busy as before."

Using an avatar to deal with the matter here is putting a burden on her shoulders, and she is not the young people now.

As for Jing Tianhuai...

The East Wulin is very peaceful.

Not to mention the developed economy, the climate is suitable, the key is that there are few things to do.

Among the few people present, he was the most relaxed.

…………

Like Xingxiu Yiqi and Yu Xiaoyao, they came to watch the ceremony when Lin Chongyang took over. They can understand this kind of scene, and it can be regarded as a well-regulated succession ceremony.

After all, they all skipped the work report of the former chief.

Looking at the people who came to watch the ceremony, one can probably guess how much the former director did during his tenure.

Such a person, one is enough, and another one is afraid that some people will not be able to sleep well in the next few hundred years. In order to prevent counterattacks, Lin Chongyang formed a business alliance before leaving office.

Innate people do not need to eat, but it does not mean that the people under the rule have no need for it.

In this world, it is better to be peaceful.

"Where is Brother Xiao?"

Ya Jiu, who still looked like a teenager, looked around and found that he couldn't find anyone, so he went straight to the best time.

The Boy of Light said casually: "He, it seems that he went to the school grounds with Tired Shoutian just now, and he probably took the opportunity to discuss swords."

"Are you going to take a look?" Ya Jiu asked him.

"I want to go to you, I made an appointment with Feng Zai, and then we will go to Lie Hongjiao and the others to play together." Ji Guang waved his hand when he heard the words.

"It's a great day for Senior Brother Xia to take over, and you guys are actually making a fuss?"

The corner of Ya Jiu's mouth twitched slightly, condemning this.

Then--

"Count me in."

Anyway, Second Brother Xiao only talked about a sword at most. Tired Shoutian's saber was made by Father, so there is no need to question his character, so don't worry about them.

"It just so happens that there are still a lot of ingredients left for Senior Brother Xia's wedding banquet. We are thrifty and thrifty. Besides, we are not the only ones to eat."

As long as there are enough people involved, it cannot be regarded as a small matter.