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Chapter 263 Yang An
"How dare you confirm that I am a good person?" Li Ming continued to ask.

The young man Yang An rolled his eyes and said with a grin, "Because you are with Doctor Bian, you are friends. Miss Bian is a very good person. Even if you are not a very good person, you must be a very good person."

Li Ming smiled when he heard the voice and said, "Good boy, you are good at talking. I will ask you a few questions. If you can answer them to my satisfaction, I will give you a favor."

Yang An looked at Li Ming's smiling face and said, "What's the benefit?"

Li Ming glanced at the boy's dilapidated house and said, "Is this your home? Who else is there?"

Yang An's face darkened, and then he said, "I'm the only one left."

"Amitabha." Li Ming sighed.

Yang An pretended to be nonchalant and said, "One person's fullness feeds the whole family, isn't that great? My parents both died of illness, so I know that not having medicine to take is the most painful thing. At that time, my parents were rolling around in pain at home, but there was only half a bag of rat poison left at home. My father gave the medicine to my mother, and then he died of pain."

Hearing the young man say this so easily, Li Ming couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Only then did he realize that the most bitter medicine he mentioned was actually rat poison. He then sighed, "You, kid, it's not easy either."

Yang An continued, "Hey, it's not that easy. There are many people who have it harder than me. I'm big and strong, so I can earn a living by doing some odd jobs."

Li Ming asked again: "Then what is your wish?"

"Wish?" Yang An tilted his head and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't have any wishes. I want to get rich and live a good life."

"Who doesn't want to live a good life?" Li Ming sighed. "Unfortunately, not everyone can live like this. Don't worry, everything will be fine. Let me ask you, do you know about the selection of the Lord of Jiulian City?"

Yang An immediately said, "This is a major event for our Jiulian City. Who doesn't know about it?"

"Oh? What are the rules?" Li Ming asked again.

Yang An answered without hesitation: "Of course it's three levels."

"What does it mean to pass the three levels?"

Yang An said, "To become the Lord of Jiulian City, one must pass three levels that test one's wisdom, courage, and strategy. However, it seems like the questions are slightly different each time, so I'm not quite sure what they will test."

Yang An shook his head as he spoke, "The storyteller said that all the previous lords of Jiulian City were outstanding men, with great talents. That's why they were able to govern Jiulian City better and better. From the dilapidated fortress back then to the huge city it is now, countless people come and go."

"Mr. Storyteller," Li Ming nodded and asked, "will there be another selection in the near future?"

Yang An nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that something happened to the previous city lord, Mr. Huang. He has only been the city lord for a few years. It seems that he has been elected for five or six years. What does it have to do with us?"

Seeing Yang An's indifferent expression, Li Ming asked, "Do you know Master Tong Ren?"

Yang An scratched his head and said, "I know. Fourth Master Tong is a man of the best character. He has done a lot of good things. Miss Bian should have left a long time ago, but it was Fourth Master Tong who kept her. The Tong family's business is also genuine and they don't oppress the people. I've met Fourth Master Tong before."

As he spoke, Yang An talked about his previous experience.

Two years ago, his parents passed away. He was still young, so he borrowed a roll of matting to carry their bodies away for burial. It was a coincidence that Tong Ren was out helping the poor in the slums. Taking pity on him, Tong Ren helped him pay off his parents' debts. Otherwise, how would a child like him have a place to live? The shabby house would probably have been taken away by the creditors. He wasn't even grown up by then, so how much money could he have earned? He went to the Jimin Hall, set up by Tong Ren, for food and drink. In Li Ming's opinion, the Jimin Hall was roughly equivalent to a semi-official welfare organization in Jiulian City, dedicated to helping the poor, the lonely elderly, and children.

Jiuliancheng was once valued by some people, but it was gradually abandoned. It was only in recent years that Tongren rebuilt it.

After hearing this, Li Ming nodded, and then asked Yang An about some basic information about Jiulian City. Only then did he get to know Jiulian City and understand what Jiulian City was like in the eyes of the people at the bottom of society.

In the eyes of those famous and wealthy people, this place is a den of gold. As long as you have money, you can enjoy services that ordinary people can hardly imagine. But for those who live in the slums of the outer city, struggling to survive is not an easy thing. They may never have seen abalone, shark's fin, or bird's nest in their lives, let alone eaten it. They have not enjoyed anything, but they have struggled all their lives in Jiulian City, just to have a roof over their heads and three meals a day.

Few people in the upper class pay attention to them. In their eyes, these people are just laborers, and no one cares about their life or death. They are like flies and bedbugs, which can never be killed.

Tong Ren was able to see it and do it, regardless of whether it was out of sincerity or just a move to win people's hearts, but the benefits to the people were real, just like a gift he prepared for himself. Even if people knew that he had the intention to win them over, such a demeanor would not arouse people's disgust.

Moreover, if a person could start planning several years ago, his scheming was indeed deep, but such behavior could not win over the ordinary poor people for him to support him. Instead, he might be regarded as soft-hearted by the upper class. So Li Ming really couldn't think of any reason for him to pretend for so long.

After that, he thought for a moment and said to Yang An, "Is that so?"

But Yang An looked at Li Ming nervously. No matter what, this was indeed a rare opportunity for him. He had a vague feeling in his heart that this might be one of the few chances in his life to change his destiny.

"Hahaha, kid, when I took your pulse this morning, I saw that you have a pretty good foundation."

"Disciple, please accept my master's greetings!" Yang An knelt down on the ground and bowed to Li Ming without thinking.

"Hmm?" Li Ming raised his eyebrows.

Yang An quickly slapped himself twice and said, "Disciple, please pay your respects to the master."

"Don't say that. I don't accept disciples. I haven't even become a master myself." Li Ming laughed and reached out to touch Yang An's head.

Yang An immediately said, "I know this. The immortal touched my head and tied my hair to grant me immortality!"

Li Ming shook his head and said, "That's what Taoism says. I'm a monk."

"what?"

"What?" Li Ming suddenly knocked Yang An on the head, then laughed and said, "This is the wake-up call from me, a Shamen!"

This time, Li Ming used three points of his hidden strength, knocking Yang An so hard that he was dazed and saw stars.

When Yang An recovered, there was no one in front of him, only Li Ming's voice came from mid-air.

"Tomorrow night, when the moon is on the branches, we'll meet again in the west of the outer city!"

PS: Thanks to book friend Wang Huifei for the monthly ticket, thank you very much.

(End of this chapter)