Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 138: The title is not so easy to inherit

"Qiang Qiang."

The middle-aged man's confidants drew their weapons in an instant. These soldiers were so bold that they even dared to arrest the governor.

"Hmm? Are you guys planning to rebel?"

Lu Ming's voice came faintly, and he looked at the middle-aged man in the lead with a smile.

The cavalry behind him, all holding their lances high, looked like a dense forest.

"Everyone, lay down your weapons. We are willing to cooperate with the officers and soldiers. However, as far as I know, arresting thieves and pursuing criminals is the responsibility of the Inspection Department. Judging from your appearance, you should not be the Inspection Department."

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Ming deeply.

The so-called inspection department is actually a local militia that does not even have a formal organization. Many places have even abolished this department.

The army in front of us is so elite, no one would be willing to use them as militia.

"A few days ago, the prefect of Heng'an and his men rebelled, and they are still on the run. According to Daqian law, if there is a rebellion in a local area, the governor's office has the right to control the local area, and all government offices should cooperate and act accordingly."

"My Dingyuan Marquisate has been blessed by the Emperor for generations. As the governor of the Governor's Office, I naturally have the power to patrol the state borders and investigate illegal activities."

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Lu Ming looked at this person and said with a smile.

"In that case, I am willing to cooperate with the Governor's Office in the investigation."

Lu Ming was right. This was a problem left over from the past. The Governor's Office had too much power. In the event of national unrest, this would naturally allow the government to fully utilize its power and quickly respond to the rebellion.

But as the country becomes more peaceful, this kind of power that is not restricted at the local level can easily breed ambition.

However, the Marquises of Dingyuan in the past all knew when to advance and retreat, and never used this law to cause trouble.

"Take them all away and interrogate them thoroughly."

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the black-armored soldiers behind him rushed forward, trying to quickly put shackles on everyone.

"This gentleman doesn't look like a good fighter, nor does he look like a bad guy, so don't put him in shackles."

Just when everyone was about to tie up the middle-aged man, Lu Ming suddenly waved his hand.

Originally, the middle-aged man's confidants were about to rebel, but after hearing this, they reluctantly cooperated.

"Sir, why don't we fight our way out?"

Everyone couldn't bear to suffer such humiliation as soon as they arrived here.

"Shut up and stop talking nonsense. We are all doing our job impartially. Once the investigation is complete, we will naturally be released."

The middle-aged man calmed down and spoke softly.

Even though they were quite strong, wouldn't it be an easy target for them to accuse them of something if they started a head-on fight right after arriving here?

They are handling the case impartially, but you resist arrest violently. If a dispute arises, you will not be in the right.

What's more, he felt a power from the young man that made him feel threatened, and they might not be able to break out.

……

Lu Ming naturally would not imprison these people for life, but just let them stay in prison for a few more days.

Of course, the premise is that these people don't cause trouble.

He noticed that the newly appointed commander-in-chief was very powerful, and his aura was vaguely sharp. He was probably also a martial artist who had achieved the seventh level by refining divine weapons.

"Sir, the Marquis has woken up and wants to see you."

After Lu Ming ordered his men to take them away, he returned to the Marquis' Mansion, only to see a servant coming to report.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

Lu Ming nodded, then walked out of the house, crossed a long corridor, and came to the courtyard where the old marquis lived and recuperated.

The old marquis had awoke from his coma, and even appeared to be in good spirits. However, he was terribly thin, his skin clinging to his bones, as if all his flesh and blood had been drained away. His eyes were piercing, and he sat in a chair in the main hall, staring straight ahead, motionless.

Even when Lu Ming came over, he did not move his eyes.

"You all go down."

Lu Ming waved his hand, and the maids in charge of serving him retreated one after another.

"After today, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion... is yours."

The old marquis sat there, like a jagged mountain. His voice was as powerful as usual, but Lu Ming could sense the decay in his body.

This old man has reached the end of his life.

"Ping'er, he's dead."

The old marquis suddenly raised his head and looked at Lu Ming.

As a father, he could naturally recognize that the man in front of him was not his son, even though they looked exactly the same.

"Dead. I beat him to death."

Lu Ming nodded. Now that he had been found out, there was no point in pretending anymore. He also didn't want to acknowledge a stranger as his father.

"Dead...dead..."

"That's good. If I died, his fate wouldn't be too good. He's going ahead of me, so I don't have to worry about him."

A hint of sadness flashed in the old marquis's eyes, and the originally bright light completely dimmed.

He did not ask why Lu Ming wanted to kill his son. People may need a reason to kill someone, or they may not.

But his son was dead anyway.

"Om."

He stretched out his hand and grabbed in the air, and a large crimson halberd emerged. It was the [Canglong Halberd] inherited by the Marquis' Mansion.

When the Azure Dragon Halberd left his body, his figure, which was as steady as a mountain, finally shook, and the little strength that originally supported his remaining energy was quickly drained away.

"I think that with your strength, you might not be able to appreciate this peerless divine weapon. Perhaps you can give it to Meng Zhi."

"After all, this divine weapon requires the bloodline of the Lu family to refine."

At this point, the old marquis no longer had any thoughts of revenge and only wanted to pass on the Lu family's bloodline.

"no problem."

Lu Ming stretched out his hand and grabbed the [Canglong Halberd]. This heavy divine weapon seemed to sense the change in the energy and began to vibrate violently, as if it was a real dragon that was about to fly away at any moment.

But Lu Ming grabbed it with one hand, and hundreds of thousands of pounds of strength burst out, suppressing it forcefully.

In terms of physical strength alone, even a martial artist at the seventh level cannot compare to him.

"Another point."

"After I die, you will inherit the title of Marquis Dingyuan. If you fail to forge a divine weapon, the court may reward you with a divine weapon, or send an eighth-level martial arts master to help you forge a divine weapon."

"The title of nobility is not so easy to inherit."

The old marquis suddenly grabbed Lu Ming's wrist and spoke word by word.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Ming didn't quite understand, but when he lowered his head, he found that the old marquis's energy was rapidly dissipating, and the hand holding him slowly loosened.

"Why are there so many messed up things? I only wanted to become the local emperor of Bingzhou when I seized the title of Marquis of Dingyuan."

Lu Ming is a very lazy person at heart. He only wants to enjoy himself but is not willing to make any effort.

How could so many troubles arise just by inheriting a small title of Marquis Dingyuan?

(End of this chapter)