The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror
Chapter 84 - 68: Harvest_3

Chapter 84: Chapter 68: Harvest_3

Moreover, King Lin is most skilled in a stick technique, which requires premium materials to forge and is extremely elaborate, not to mention very costly.

Now he’s using a spear because that’s what the conditions allow, and also because the spear’s lethality is greater.

But his most powerful kung fu can only be unleashed with an "ironwood stick."

The cost of making one ironwood stick is ten times that of his current spear, and that’s not even including the master’s service fees. King Lin was previously too stingy to have one made.

But now it’s different, he’s struck it rich.

Actually, despite King Lin’s apparent generosity before,

He was just putting on a show—the kind that’s common among the worldly society—acting generous!

If he didn’t put up a front, his followers would lose confidence, people’s hearts would scatter, and how could he rally them to build achievements and establish a legacy?

Nowadays, mere words won’t even fool the followers.

However, running a religion really does give you the most bang for your buck, at least when it comes to the low costs of expendable followers.

Too bad it’s not his area of expertise; King Lin doesn’t get that stuff.

He hopes for Xu Qing to join him up the mountain because scholars also have their own theories of rebellion.

Rebelling without a theory is like a headless fly, aimless.

Even if one wishes for official recruitment, one would need guidance from someone who knows the ropes.

These days, the typical models of successful recruitment are those who’ve mixed in the Court before taking to the mountains.

Otherwise, foolishly accepting pacification might just be handing over your head to let someone else dye their official robe red with your blood.

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Xu Qing asked Guard Wang to look for Magistrate He, and when the Government staff arrived to deal with the aftermath, Xu Qing and Inspector Wu continued on their way, crossing Red Mud Ridge, coming out of Qixia Mountain, and arriving at the Jiangning ferry port.

Facing the surging river, Inspector Wu’s poetic inspiration surged, but a Third Class Scholar’s talent was possibly inadequate, as he couldn’t come up with suitable poetry for the occasion, so he turned to Xu Qing, "Gongming, with such scenery and emotions, how about composing some poetry to add to the mood?"

Xu Qing rolled his eyes, "Old Mentor, I need inspiration to write poetry."

It is said that new people are preferred over the old.

His relationship with Inspector Wu was now so close it was almost improper, which naturally led to a lack of respect. Fine words were reserved for new acquaintances, the old ones could be dealt with any old way.

What else could he do, leave him?

Inspector Wu stroked his beard, somewhat embarrassed. It was all good that his disciple was formidable, just that he had too much integrity and lacked the skill of flattering and fawning.

Such is life.

He then glanced at Steward Qian.

Steward Qian appeared ready to sacrifice himself valiantly, just waiting for his Old Master to start composing, at which point he would certainly praise him to the skies.

Inspector Wu saw that the old rascal wasn’t even at his level, only capable of brown-nosing and wasting the salary he’s paid.

But he still couldn’t bear to let Steward Qian go.

Having someone incompetent around does have its uses—it can highlight one’s own brilliance.

In life, it’s not about honing one’s abilities but about contrast.

If Wu Shilai were to become one of the Six Ministers, would he be worse than he is now?

He lacks not ability, but connections!

Inspector Wu patted Xu Sanyuan’s broad shoulders, "Gongming, I am getting old. You must strive harder."

Xu Qing: "..."

Now Inspector Wu harbored more expectations for his protégé, hoping Xu Qing would pass the Imperial Examination soon, so he could reap the benefits too.

Unfortunately, the Inspector of South Zhili could only serve for a year, unless there was an extraordinary deal next year, otherwise, it would be difficult to arrange for Xu Qing’s local examinations.

Xu Qing was sure to be successful, but Inspector Wu would certainly prefer if Xu Qing directly passed the local exams in the next session and start working in the government to assist him.

Of course, operating the local exams presupposes that one must have talent; otherwise, if a list of mediocre candidates is released, many would surely stir up trouble.

The chief examiner of the local exams in Zhili Province is usually dispatched from the Capital, either a scholar from the Hanlin Academy or a key figure from the Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Rites, or the Inspection Bureau.

Once the list of the chief examiner and associated examiners is announced, even the strictest systems offer ways to communicate.

The premise is how big of a price can be offered.

Xu Qing, naturally unaware, couldn’t believe that his useless teacher was already thinking about having Xu Qing look after him in his old age.

He was still pondering the matter of going to Yingtian Prefecture, wondering if Feng Wu had left him anything else.

Meanwhile, in the Qi Fortune, there was still a wisp of dark energy, not too much or too little, but it definitely posed no threat to life. It seems that the opposition didn’t have many cards left in their hands.

The Court’s bigwigs probably didn’t expect Inspector Wu to accomplish much and most likely had their contingency plans in place. The opposition, at this point, must be facing many other difficult challenges.

Entering Yingtian Prefecture, Heavenly Capital, actually had another advantage.

Originally, if something happened to Inspector Wu at Red Mud Ridge, that would be Magistrate He’s responsibility.

But if an assassination of the Imperial Censor occurred within Heavenly Capital, Marquis Wuding, as the Commander of the Army in charge of the city’s security, would be the primary responsible party—inescapably implicated.

The teacher and student boarded the official ship.

After all, with the Imperial Censor’s insignia, boarding any official ship was easy, and no one else dared to refuse.

However, a Clerk on the official ship still advised, "My lord, this trip is on a cargo ship, it’s quite basic. Wouldn’t it be better for you to take another official ship?"

Inspector Wu questioned, "We’ll reach the Heavenly Capital city docks just past Black Water Lake, which is at most three hours by water. You intend to unload somewhere in between?"

Clerk: "We have to pass a small island."

"What are you carrying that requires unloading on a small island?" Inspector Wu became suspicious.

Left with no choice, the Clerk produced the clearance papers.

Inspector Wu didn’t see anything amiss, and handed them to Xu Qing and Steward Qian for another look.

The documents indeed seemed legitimate and above board, with no apparent faults to pick at.

Seeing this, the Clerk added, "My lord, unloading will also take time. By the time you reach Heavenly Capital, it will be night."

An Imperial Censor, after all, is a Seventh Rank official, and Inspector Wu’s appointment was somewhat special, without a designated official ship for escort.

Inspector Wu didn’t want to travel by merchant ship, which seemed beneath him, and whether or not there would be a suitable official ship passing that day was uncertain. If it took an extra hour or two for another official ship to dock, wouldn’t that be the same as staying on this ship?

"No need, my office is in a hurry to handle official duties in Heavenly Capital, and it’s OK if the conditions are a bit lacking. Besides, this is all for reporting to the Emperor and ensuring the welfare of the people," Inspector Wu answered with righteous indignation, as if the spirit of an upright judge had possessed him.

With the added authority of the Emperor’s might, it was as if he was enveloped in golden light, inviolable by the gods themselves.

The Clerk, a mere mortal, could not resist and simply had to comply.

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