As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

No wonder he has been an official for so many years.

Still a useless character.

He probably has a good character.

But there is no hope of promotion!

......

"Miss, Langya is ahead."

Outside Langya City, the Zhongfu caravan finally arrived in Langya after more than two months.

The captain of the guards pulled the reins, pointed at a majestic city in front of him and said, "We don't have an invitation, so we need to dismount and walk into the city!"

"Langya Jiang Clan is so domineering!"

The maid Zhong Yun grumbled in dissatisfaction.

He helped Zhong Yan slowly get off the carriage.

Everyone knows it.

Langya belongs to the Jiang family.

Both the Langya County Governor's Office and the Langya Military Headquarters were almost entirely controlled by the Jiang family.

In Langya County, the command from the head of the Jiang family is more effective than the imperial edict of the Tang Dynasty emperor.

And Jiang Huayu, the contemporary Qilin son of the Jiang family, entered the innate realm at the age of twelve, entered the Qi refining realm at the age of fifteen, entered the Qi controlling realm at the age of nineteen, and perfected the Qi controlling realm at the age of twenty-six, and was able to fight across levels without being defeated!

Ten thousand years later, the fifth member of the Jiang family is a favored child of heaven who is expected to reach the sainthood.

The holy son of the Sword Control Sect.

A person who possesses thousands of halos.

In order to prepare for the wedding of Jiang Huayu and Zhu Wan'er, the governor of Langya County had already issued a ban.

“Passing merchants.

Those without an invitation must dismount and enter the city!

Anyone who violates the ban will be beheaded!

The blind vagrants will be driven away for 300 miles. Anyone who enters the city in violation of the rules will be executed!"

At the end of the caravan.

Chen Zhiming looked up at the huge city in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

Twelve years ago.

When he was still a genius, he rode the one-horned Pegasus into the city.

Twelve years later.

He stood here again.

"Mr. Chen, Langya has arrived. Your mission has been completed. Let's say goodbye now!"

Just as Chen Zhiming was silently looking at the huge city, Zhong Yan walked up to him and said softly, "This journey has been more than 20,000 miles. Thank you, Master Chen, for your protection along the way."

"Just use people's money to eliminate disasters for others!"

Chen Zhiming retracted his gaze and said calmly, "Miss Zhong, there is no need to come here specially to thank me."

Zhong Yan was slightly stunned.

It seemed that he had not expected Chen Zhian to be so indifferent.

After hesitating for a moment, she said softly, "I have two sets of guard uniforms in my carriage, which I had intended to use to conceal my identity. If you don't mind, I'll ask Yun'er to bring them to you."

"Need not!"

Chen Zhiming frowned slightly.

In his eyes, the friendships he had built along the way were only worth those ten taels of silver.

It's really just a simple business transaction.

I don't want to get too involved.

"Sorry to bother you, sir."

The smile on Zhong Yan's face faded and he turned his head away from looking at him.

"Miss, let's go!"

Zhong Yun stared at Chen Zhiming fiercely and sneered, "Some people don't know what's good for them, and always think that everyone has bad intentions or ulterior motives.

After a while he knew it was time to cry.”

"Oh, pretty boy!"

Several guards spat in disdain, feeling sorry for their young lady.

To put it nicely, this pretty boy was escorting the lady for a ride, but in reality he was just eating and drinking for free along the way. Apart from having received a few years of education and being good-looking, he was completely useless.

But the young lady treated him differently.

"Let's go!"

Zhong Yan looked back at Chen Zhiming, silently took out two sets of guard uniforms from the carriage, placed them on the ground, and walked into the city.

......

"Boy Chen, you are right. Women will only affect the speed at which you draw your sword!"

Seeing them walking away.

Old Li sat on the ground, tapping his toes and said, "When I was still a handsome young man, there were so many admirers.

I didn't even look at it.

That’s why he won the title of Sword Champion at such a young age.”

Chen Zhiming ignored him.

He picked up the guard uniform on the ground and looked at the refugees being expelled in the distance.

Inexplicably sighed.

"At most I will draw my sword for you, in return for the gift of the clothes."

......

Entered the city.

Chen Zhiming and Lao Li searched for quite some time.

Finally, I found an inn that was not fully occupied in the most remote place in the west of the city.

Today happens to be August 15th.

The moonlight in the sky is just right.

Chen Zhiming was too lazy to stay with Lao Li, so he went to the rooftop alone to admire the moon.

"Brother, do you have any wine?"

As Chen Zhiming walked onto the roof, a clear voice rang out.

The man was wearing a white robe, had a handsome face, and had long black hair tied up high on his head. He was carrying a silver spear behind him and was leaning against a corner of the roof.