What's wrong with me, a powerful minister, supporting a few female officials?

Chapter 10 Becoming an official is the only way out
Of course, the struggle between imperial power and immortal cultivation was far too distant for Su Mo and Chen Qian.

The matter of Zhou Meng is of utmost urgency.

If he is truly flogged one hundred times, he will be exiled three thousand miles.

It's no different from being sentenced to beheading.

The clerk needs to establish authority, and the officer in charge of the rod naturally knows how to do so.

A hundred blows would surely kill someone.

Su Mo frowned and asked, "How does Third Uncle plan to deal with the Registrar?"

Chen Qian took out his pipe, lit it, took a deep drag, and said, "You're wrong again!"

"The person we need to deal with isn't the registrar, but Zhou Meng!"

"No matter what, the clerk is still an official appointed by the imperial court, and naturally has the protection and support of the imperial court!"

"Do you want to pull him down from his official position?"

Su Mo...

Chen Qian tapped his pipe on the table: "If we take down Zhou Meng, we'll have won!"

"I have sent Zhang Si and Meng Bazi to pick out a few families that Zhou Meng has harmed."

"No matter what methods they use, I have only one demand: go to the yamen tomorrow morning and file a complaint against that scoundrel Zhou Meng!"

"If the clerk backs down, it would be best if both parties let the matter drop. Paying him 180 taels of silver is no problem."

"but……"

Chen Qian frowned: "What I fear most is that he would rather abandon Zhou Meng than not establish his authority over you and me."

"If that's really the case, then I, as your uncle, will fight to the death to ensure he doesn't gain anything!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "I, your uncle, will take care of this matter."

"Go and rest for an hour or two. We will set off at 3:00 AM with your third aunt and others, and follow Chen Bao to Eagle Valley."

He frowned and thought for a moment: "The city gates will open at dawn."

"Once the magistrate issues the arrest warrant, the convoy receives their warrants, and completes the procedures to arrest the person, it should be at least after 9 AM. There should be enough time!"

"Once you arrive at Eagle Valley, stay there quietly and don't go out too much. Be careful with your words and actions."

He paused, then continued, "Chen Baoying would not dare to be disloyal, but just in case, if he harbors evil intentions, you can mention the name of the Liu family of Hedong, which can save your life."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment: "I'm leaving too?"

Chen Qian's eyes widened: "Aren't you leaving? Stay here and let Ma Da Liuzi take you all down?"

"You are the only son of the Su and Chen families. If you die, both families will be without descendants!"

He snorted: "If you leave, once the case is submitted, the authorities will definitely issue an arrest warrant."

"But it's insignificant."

"Since your uncle has been defeated and killed, you will naturally not be able to return to Changping County. You will have to change your names and live your lives from now on."

"If I am lucky enough to win the fight, wait three to five years until the clerk's term of office expires and he leaves Changping. I will have a way to remove this arrest warrant and let you return openly and legitimately."

Chen Qian couldn't help but bring up the old saying again: "When you arrive at Eagle Valley, the only thing you need to do is to have a son with Qin Bi'er as soon as possible to carry on the family line!"

Su Mo took a deep breath: "Third Uncle, please tell me the truth."

What are the odds of winning this battle?

Chen Qian took a puff of his pipe before saying calmly, "Not even two-tenths!"

Su Mo was secretly startled upon hearing this.

I thought my uncle seemed confident, and that we had at least a 50% chance of winning this battle.

But to my surprise, less than 20% were achieved!

Chen Qian rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Don't underestimate our chances of winning."

"An official is an official, the true ruling class of the Great Wu Dynasty!"

"All gentry and noble families, ordinary people... even Taoist priests and sorcerers, are nothing more than ants on the ground and fish on a chopping board before officials!"

He sighed deeply: "It's a pity that we, as lowly clerks, have been unable to take the imperial examinations and become officials for three generations!"

"If Su Chen were from an official family, even if he were just a minor official without any rank or title, how dare Ma Da Liuzi insult me ​​like this!"

Chen Qian said with utmost seriousness: "You must remember, practicing martial arts... cultivating immortality are just means; becoming an official is the fundamental goal! Becoming a high-ranking official is the ultimate goal!"

"The higher the rank, the better!"

"If you have the chance, you will do whatever it takes to get an official position."

It's not that clerks can't become officials.

He was not qualified to become a civil official through the imperial examination!
It's common to hear stories of clerks in government offices whose ancestral graves are emitting green smoke... well, more like their ancestral graves are set on fire, allowing them to rise through the ranks to become high-ranking military officers.

Having worked as a menial laborer for over a decade, becoming an official had become an obsession for Chen Qian, ingrained in his very being.

It's no exaggeration to say that if someone told Chen Qian that he would be given an official position now, but would be taken to the execution ground to be beheaded tomorrow, Chen Qian would definitely struggle for a long time about whether to accept the offer or not!
If we add the sentence, "The official position can be passed down to future generations."

That's absolutely not something you need to consider!
Like all parents and elders, they could not become dragons themselves, so they could only hope that their children would become dragons. Those with better eyesight and a broader perspective hoped that their children's children's children would become officials.

Su Mo could understand her uncle's obsession.

Let alone the official-centric Great Wu Dynasty.

The same applies to later generations!
He probably said so much because he saw that he had a chance to rise above his circumstances.

Having shattered Zhou Meng's bones with a single punch, Chen Qian, with his sharp eyes, could easily see through the clues, even if he didn't say anything.

He probably thought he had secretly practiced martial arts, or even... cultivated immortality!

After a moment of silence, Su Mo exhaled and slowly said, "Third Uncle."

"If we could capture that Magistrate Ma, do you think we should do it?"

"nonsense!"

Chen Qian chuckled, speechless: "If we can capture him, we must... It would be even better if we killed him to prevent future troubles!"

"As long as he stays in Changping County, we will never have a moment's peace!"

"But that's impossible!"

"You don't actually think that my uncle, a mere servant, has such abilities, do you?"

"If I had that ability, I would have become an official long ago!"

It was rare for Chen Qian to have such a deep conversation with Su Mo, and he knew that he might not have such an opportunity again in the future.

I'll try to give my nephew as much advice as possible, and I hope he'll listen.

"Even a fierce tiger, when hunting a sheep, will exert its full strength!"

“Once Ma Dianshi makes a move, it will be the same; he certainly won't leave us, uncle and nephew, any way out!”

"Don't think that just because your uncle is ruthless and cruel, or that he's a born bad guy. That's just how the world is. If you don't nip the problem in the bud, you'll suffer the consequences sooner or later!"

"Whenever you make an enemy of someone, you must never be soft-hearted and must do everything in your power to eliminate the threat!"

Su Mo felt a chill run down his spine!

I was wrong again!
Forget this is an ancient era of survival of the fittest and cannibalism!

He had only injured Zhou Meng unintentionally, yet the Su and Chen families were plunged into a tragic situation of destruction and death!

He was hesitant and indecisive, not even as good as Qin Bier, a widow!
I was thinking of going to find Lin Moyin after I resolved this matter!
In fact, that's how they think.

How incredibly stupid of me!

Instead of using available assistance, they try to move mountains with their own strength, like ants trying to shake trees.

What else could it be but stupidity!
How to increase favorability?

It's already a miracle if people don't label you as an idiot!

Damn it!

I'll go find Lin Moyin later and unleash the Golden Lock weapon; hopefully, I can take the clerk's head!

When Ruolin Moyin asked her how she knew the golden lock belonged to her, she simply didn't answer and let her guess!

This world is amazing.

She allows Lin Moyin to summon flying swords, but forbids herself from having special supernatural powers.
For some reason, Su Mo suddenly felt completely refreshed.

I have a feeling of enlightenment!
Could this be enlightenment?
Su Mo's Dao Heart has been elevated.

Su Mo smiled.

"Third Uncle, let Aunt, Cousin, and Qin Bier go with Chen Bao."

"I'll stay."

Chen Qian was immediately taken aback.

After all I've said, why does he still want to stay?

"Why?"

Su Mo smiled and said, "I want to try and bring down that clerk, the registrar!"

Chen Qian...

Has he been so frightened that he lost his mind and had another episode?
Seeing Chen Qian's bewildered expression, Su Mo, who had been constantly lectured by him, finally felt a sense of triumph as if she had turned the tables and become the master of the house: "To be honest, Third Uncle."

"Your nephew does have some connections. How could a mere clerk possibly turn the world upside down!"

He was about to tell his uncle about Jin Suo and the female commander...

Suddenly, his third uncle raised his copper pipe and unexpectedly smashed it towards him.

Then I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck, and everything went black...

"Your sister..."

Su Mo only had time to utter a curse before fainting.

(End of this chapter)