I just passed the imperial examination, what the heck is this "Celestial Official System"?

"Do you really intend to wipe them all out?"

In the jungle.

Seven or eight people were completely surrounded by torches, with no way to get through.

Rong Anbo's eldest son, Shi Yan, had bloodshot eyes. Despite being surrounded by a hundred people, he did not immediately despair. On the contrary, he killed a ninth-rank official and injured an eighth-rank official.

One could even say that if it weren't for this old man in front of them...

He had already led the Rong'an Marquis's family out of the encirclement.

The eldest son of the Marquis of Rong'an looked at Zheng Yue, who was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with apprehension.

bad luck.

Surprisingly, I encountered a very skilled agricultural repairman.

"To exterminate them all?"

"You, a rebellious remnant, dare to say that you intend to exterminate your entire Rong'an family!"

Zhang Kun shouted angrily.

He glanced at the corpse not far away.

He was a martial arts practitioner in his martial arts room.

To be precise.

He was his right-hand man, who originally came here hoping to gain credit, but unexpectedly died in this mountain.

Zhang Kun was naturally furious.

Shi Yan merely glanced coldly at Zhang Kun: "What's your position?"

"Ninth rank?"

"You think you're qualified to speak to me?"

As the eldest son of the Marquis of Rong'an, Shi Yan had never pursued an official career, but he had seen all kinds of officials, and had even met the Prefect. He could tell at a glance that the burly middle-aged man who had scolded him was just a ninth-rank military officer.

Put back in the past.

It's not easy to even see him.

It's truly a case of a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs; anyone can get the right to step on it.

"My father didn't want me to take the imperial examinations because he didn't want me to get involved in the chaos, but..."

"Father, those people are far more ruthless than we imagined; they truly intend to wipe out the Shi family line!"

Exterminate three generations of their family...

Shi Yan felt as if her heart was bleeding.

This month.

He had heard the news that Rong Anbo had been executed, and that by now, there were probably very few members of the Shi family left in the world.

"I'm not running away anymore."

Shi Yan spoke softly.

Use a voice that only you can hear.

"Oh no, he's about to use the Spirit Burning Technique!"

The person in charge of the ceremony noticed the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Shi Yan and spoke with a drastic change in expression.

Song Li's eyes narrowed.

This Spirit Burning Technique is a desperate spell that detonates one's own spiritual power to gain greater combat strength, but it also severs all one's meridians, rendering one a cripple. It can be said to be a spell that injures the enemy eight hundred times while damaging oneself a thousand times.

Shi Yan said he didn't intend to live anymore.

next moment.

Rong Anbo's eldest son, Shi Yan, unleashed a powerful spiritual aura, causing several officials to change color.

"What's the point of talking about morality with this traitor? Let's all attack!"

The workshop manager shouted.

Works great.

Along with Zheng, the head of the nine departments all charged toward Shi Yan.

A great war broke out.

Besides Shi Yan, there was also Rong Anbo's illegitimate son and four or five bodyguards.

However, faced with a large number of imperial henchmen, their resistance was destined to be futile.

The sheer number of people could crush several people to death.

It's all thanks to them!

The officials from the other nine offices each used their magic to strike the five people.

The scene was incredibly spectacular.

Song Li stood on the outside.

It's not that I don't want to make a contribution, it's just that I really can't get in.

Check it out.

Those martial arts and criminal practitioners were like wolves and tigers, afraid of being too late. After all, Shannan County had been peaceful for too long, and the people of these two families were almost crazy about making meritorious contributions.

"Let's go together, shoulder to shoulder."

"You son of a bitch, are you blind? Why did you hit me in the back with that fireball?"

......

......

Some were aiming to gain merit.

There are those who only think about gaining credit.

Or.

Those who accumulate merit are the main force.

Check it out.

The bald man next to him, who was probably from the beast shed, rode a demonic horse with horns on its head and occasionally fired a couple of cold arrows at the Shi family members from a distance.

There are quite a few people who show up but don't actually put in the effort.

of course.

They were all well concealed, at least those who were single-mindedly focused on gaining credit were completely unaware.

"Although the county magistrate promised a generous reward, it would only amount to a minor merit, yet it would require risking one's life."

"But as long as you come, you can get a glorious mark on the merit list, and at least you can be guaranteed not to get a third-class grade next year, which is obviously much more worthwhile."

"None of them are stupid."

Song Li observed the surrounding situation.

As an agricultural repairman.

He doesn't even need to do anything; just being there is enough.

After all, even the strictest superior wouldn't force a farmer to fight.

Song Li was no longer the hot-blooded young man who would risk his life. Steady management and avoiding trouble were the wiser course of action, so Zheng's previous instructions seemed somewhat superfluous.

In contrast.

Huo Zhun and the old agricultural official were much more proactive, probably because they relied on their good cultivation levels and wanted to take the opportunity to seek further advancement.

Look at the officials on the other side, who are carrying books instead of weapons.

These were all officials directly under the county magistrate's office.

Everyone's performance tonight will be recorded and sent to the county magistrate.

The magistrate of Shannan County is quite old and has rarely appeared in public in the past ten years. However, it would be naive to think that he has been sidelined. With the magistrate's abilities, he has everything under control in Shannan County.

Song Li would occasionally cast the Sweet Rain spell into the crowd.

It has no therapeutic effect whatsoever; at most, it relieves the heat caused by overcrowding, but it is still a contribution and a satisfactory result.

While performing the procedure.

He glanced at a corner of the crowd.

"Liu Ding..."

Zhang Kun also brought his brother-in-law along.

Because Liu Ding was patrolling with the martial arts team, the two had not met before, and only now have they discovered each other.

Not bad.

Liu Ding also noticed him.

Song Li still remembers the murderous intent that Liu Ding couldn't hide when he saw him.

"I'm only 70% sure."

Song Li glanced at the various officials who were engaged in a fierce battle with the Shi family.

Just now.

He pondered whether to secretly kill Liu Ding, or to use the Flying Leaf Technique to create the illusion that Liu Ding had been killed by the Shi family when he approached the battlefield.

The battlefield is in chaos now, making it the best opportunity to kill Liu Ding.

Song Li was never a kind person.

However, he couldn't quite figure out the methods of an eighth-rank official, so he decided to give up for the time being.

Just as he was pondering this.

A gasp of surprise rang out from the crowd.

"He's trying to escape! Stop him!"

Song Li turned his head to look.

He saw Rong Anbo's illegitimate son, already covered in blood from the battle, carrying a magic sword and heading in his direction.

"Is he targeting me?"

Because there were too many people, it was not immediately clear what the illegitimate son of the Marquis of Rong'an was after.

But Song Li instinctively sensed it.

"He's going to kill me?"

Song Li frowned slightly.

Almost the instant the thought crossed his mind, he started running backward.

fighting?

Only a fool would do that.

Why was the imperial court able to dominate this vast territory?

It relies on four words.

Outnumbered and powerful!

If he can run fast enough, those who surround and kill him can wear down Rong Anbo's illegitimate son to death.

The other end.

In the eyes of Rong'an Earl's illegitimate son, Song Li had an inescapable aura of bloodlust.

That's a mark that only appears when a direct descendant of the Rong'an Marquis's family is killed.

"Tokisakura!"