Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 205 Main Position
Qinghe County, county government office.

The county government office is extremely lively today, with lights and decorations everywhere, and dozens of tables filled with people.

These people are all important figures in Qinghe County.

Zhou Ping, Fan Shiyi and Yan Yi were also there, except He Yunqing.

"Hey, all the important people in Qinghe County are here today, but why is no one from the He family here?"

"Hey, you don't know this, right? Representative Zhou Ping represents the He family, and he has always been in charge of the He family's business."

"Yes, the mother and daughter of the He family live with Zhou Ping. The woman will naturally not show up in public, so the man has to come forward."

Everyone was whispering, not daring to speak loudly.

Zhou Ping showed his strength in the Jiaofangsi, and now everyone knows that Zhou Ping is not someone to be trifled with.

Zhou Ping's strength, including his status as the number one Confucian of his time, is not something that people in Qinghe County can afford to offend.

The table was full of food, but no one dared to touch it.

County Magistrate Lu asked Wang Cheng, "Wang Cheng, why hasn't Master Zhao come yet?"

Wang Cheng replied, "Sir, wait a moment, I have sent someone to pick you up at the tunnel."

A herbalist discovered a gold mine on Yaowang Mountain, so County Magistrate Lu reported the news to the Governor of Qianzhou City, Zhao.

The Magistrate of Zhao arranged for his son and Song Tixia to open the mine.

"Mr. Zhao is here!"

As a voice fell, Zhao Tiancheng brought Song Tixia into the yard.

Behind him, a young man was holding a pangolin.

County Magistrate Lu hurried forward and welcomed Zhao Tiancheng to the main seat.

At this round table, Fan Shiyi sat in the main seat, followed by Zhou Ping.

After Zhao Tiancheng and Song Tixia sat down, it was Lu County Magistrate's turn.

Apart from these five, there is no one else and only these five people can sit at this table!
County Magistrate Lu sat down and began to introduce: "This is Fan."

"This is Fan Ru, a third-rank scholar of the time, and this is Zhou Ping, a disciple of the great scholar Fan Zhongfu. I know them all." Zhao Tiancheng smiled and looked at Zhou Ping and Fan Shiyi, each with a different expression on their face.

When Zhao Tiancheng saw Zhou Ping, there was an unhappy look on his face, but when he saw Fan Shiyi, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help licking his lips.

Zhao Tiancheng is a man who likes men rather than women and has special hobbies.

Fan Shiyi frowned slightly and couldn't help but lean towards Zhou Ping.

"Brother Zhou Ping, I sent three of my men to talk to you about something. Have you seen them?" Zhao Tiancheng asked.

Zhou Ping was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Tiancheng to be so direct.

Zhao Tiancheng sent three people to kill Zhou Ping, but two of them were killed by Uncle Bo and he killed one himself.

Zhou Ping never expected that Zhao Tiancheng would actually ask this question.

"No." Zhou Ping shook his head and said.

Zhao Tiancheng smiled faintly: "Forget it if there is none. I thought Brother Zhou Ping didn't like them and killed them all."

After Zhao Tiancheng said this, Fan Shiyi frowned even more. She glanced at Zhou Ping and had already guessed something.

"Zhou Ping is a disciple of the academy. My father gave him a magical weapon to protect himself. Even if a top-level master comes, Zhou Ping will be able to fight." There was a strong warning in Fan Shiyi's tone.

Zhao Tiancheng chuckled and turned to look at Fan Shiyi: "Brother Fan, I heard that you have reached the third rank. Although I practice Taoism, I am also interested in writing poetry. Would you please do me the honor of going out with me tonight?"

Fan Shiyi had a look of disgust on her face. Behind Zhao Tiancheng stood a young man with red lips and white teeth. She guessed that this man had a crush on someone else.

"I'm busy." Fan Shiyi said coldly. Zhao Tiancheng didn't think it was wrong.

Originally, among the five people, County Magistrate Lu sat in the middle, Zhao Tiancheng was on the left, and Fan Shiyi was on the right.

But Zhao Tiancheng pulled County Magistrate Lu up and sat in his seat.

Seeing this, Fan Shiyi yawned and said, "I have something else to do. I'll take my leave now."

After Fan Shiyi finished speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared.

There was a flash of anger in Zhao Tiancheng's eyes, but Fan Shiyi's status was higher than his. Even if Zhao Tiancheng had some thoughts about Fan Shiyi, he could do nothing about it.

"Mr. Zhao, I have invited dancers from the Qinghe County Music Bureau to entertain us." County Magistrate Lu said hurriedly when he saw that Zhao Tiancheng was unhappy.

Immediately afterwards, Mingyue brought several dancers to the stage to perform.

Inside the county government office, there was a performance by dancing girls! This was the first time in Qinghe County.

But Zhao Tiancheng was not interested. While everyone was watching the beautiful woman dancing, he was searching for his desired target in the crowd.

"There are a few young men who have some spiritual energy." Zhao Tiancheng was not interested and his eyes fell on Zhou Ping again.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at Zhou Ping and then said.

"Brother Zhou Ping, what is your cultivation level?"

"Seventh grade!"

"You are already so powerful, and you can even study in the capital's academy. Why do you stay in Qinghe County? Is there any treasure in Qinghe County?"

"Nothing, just homesick."

"Homesick? I remember you were the only one at home."

“Qinghe County is my home.”

The two chatted in a random manner, and Zhao Tiancheng was always trying to test Zhou Ping's background.

Zhao Tiancheng yawned, and then said to Zhou Ping: "You should stay in the academy in the capital. Qinghe County is far away from the emperor, and there are many people. You never know who will dislike you and kill you."

Zhou Ping smiled calmly: "I have some tricks up my sleeve, so Mr. Zhao doesn't need to worry about it."

"You have some tricks, Zhou Ping. Why don't you try fighting with Song Tixia?" Zhao Tiancheng's eyes flashed with a faint light. "Who knows, it might improve your martial arts skills."

Zhou Ping glanced at Song Tixia, who was a fourth-rank warrior!
Tixia Song didn't even look at Zhou Ping. He knew that Zhao Tiancheng wanted to suppress Zhou Ping, so he thought that Zhou Ping dared to accept the challenge.

"Okay, let's give it a try." Zhou Ping said nonchalantly.

Yan Yi, who was not far away, had a worried look in his eyes. The opponent was a fourth-grade warrior! And he was also a warrior. Zhou Ping, how dare you fight him?

Zhao Tiancheng licked his lips and said, "Zhou Ping, swords and guns have no eyes. It would be bad if Song Tixia hurt you. Moreover, he didn't know how hard he would hit you. If he stabbed you to death, I can't afford the responsibility."

Zhao Tiancheng wished that Song Tixia would accidentally kill Zhou Ping.

The two had no hatred towards each other, but Zhou Ping had disobeyed Zhao Tiancheng before, and Zhao Tiancheng was very sensitive. He could feel that Fan Shiyi seemed to have a special kind of closeness to Zhou Ping.

This made Zhao Tiancheng dislike Zhou Ping even more.

"Whether I'm injured or dead, it's all my fault! The opportunity to fight with a fourth-grade master is rare." Zhou Ping said calmly. He had already stood up.

Zhou Ping knew what Zhao Tiancheng was thinking. He just wanted to suppress him. If it was appropriate, he would kill him at the same time.

But for Zhou Ping, his martial arts skills have always been stuck at the seventh level, with no chance of a breakthrough. Zhou Ping also needs someone to hone his skills.

This opportunity is just right.

Zhao Tiancheng immediately jumped onto the stool and shouted to everyone, "Listen carefully, Zhou Ping took the initiative to fight with Song Tixia. If they get bumped into, or if he's stabbed to death by accident, it's not my fault!"

(End of this chapter)