I have been a county magistrate for ten years. My subordinates insist on giving me a yellow robe.

"Am I really just a mortal?" Jiang Yuan looked at the sky with tears in his eyes.

Wang Gang scratched his head: "Master, of course you are not an ordinary person."

Jiang Yuan's eyes lit up, hoping for a turnaround.

"Master, you are a third-class Jinshi, which means you are a rare genius in reading, right?" Wang Gang whispered.

The corners of Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched violently a few times. This is of no use!

If he were not being roasted on the fire like he is now, this card would be considered a trump card, but now, the Great Duan Dynasty would not give up hunting down Prince Zhao just for him.

You must know that at this time, the Great Duan had just been established, and there were many people in the country who were loyal to the Zhao family. As long as Prince Zhao escaped from danger and made a call, how many people in the world would follow him?

Compared with this, my status as a third-class Jinshi is really not enough.

What's more, this guy was a top three Jinshi in the previous dynasty.

What's the difference between this and using the imperial sword of the previous dynasty to execute officials of the current dynasty?

"Okay, Wang Gang, go and do your work. I want to be alone." Jiang Yuan was like an eggplant hit by frost.

Wang Gang hesitated to speak, and finally left the lobby, looking back every few steps.

As soon as Wang Gang left, Li Hu walked in: "Sir, everything has been done according to your instructions!"

"Okay, got it." Jiang Yuan waved his hand listlessly.

Li Hu looked at Jiang Yuan suspiciously: "Sir, is there anything bothering you?"

"Do you want to share my worries?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Li Hu straightened his expression and said, "Your Excellency is joking. I am not capable enough."

"No, what's your point?" Jiang Yuan glared at him unhappily.

Li Hu smiled awkwardly and said, "Sir, it's nothing, I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Yuan seemed to have thought of something. He walked quickly to Li Hu and put his hand on his shoulder with a sincere face.

Li Hu's throat moved, and he looked at Jiang Yuan with embarrassment: "Sir, this is not good..."

Jiang Yuan was shocked. I wanted his secret manual of light Kung Fu, but I haven't even told him yet, and this guy already knows it?

But no matter what, let's just get the money first. Jiang Yuan sighed and looked at Li Hu: "Li Hu, you understand my difficulties. We have been brothers for so many years."

"If you don't help me, I'm afraid I'll really die."

Li Hu looked conflicted for a moment, but finally a determined look emerged on his face.

"Okay, but sir, please hurry up and don't let others see!" After saying that, Li Hu gritted his teeth and whispered, "Sir, remember to be gentle."

“???” Jiang Yuan looked at Li Hu in confusion.

Li Hu looked at Jiang Yuan tremblingly, and finally made up his mind, and raised his lips: "Sir, come!"

"F**k you!" Jiang Yuan cursed, and then quickly withdrew his hand from Li Hu's shoulder.

"What the hell! What are you thinking? I want you to teach me Qinggong!" Jiang Yuan hurriedly explained.

Li Hu was stunned for a few seconds, then he said, "Then you might as well ask me for help. I can only pass on this Qinggong skill to my family members."

"Brother." Jiang Yuan immediately showed a warm smile.

Li Hu bared his teeth and pushed Jiang Yuan away: "Don't even mention recognizing me as your brother, even if you recognize me as your father, I have to think about it."

Jiang Yuan glanced at Li Hu and walked out of the lobby without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, they were almost approaching the city gate.

Li Hu looked at Jiang Yuan in confusion, and after a while, he panicked.

Jiang Yuan walked with his head down, heading towards none other than his Li family's ancestral tomb!

"Sir, sir, everything can be discussed. My ancestral tomb has been there for a long time. You can't use this as an excuse to demolish it!"

"Sir, you can't take revenge on your own behalf!"

The more Li Hu watched, the more anxious he became. Seeing Jiang Yuan's gloomy face, he was afraid that even flattening his family's ancestral grave would not be enough to quell his anger.

You can't whip the corpse, right?

As soon as this thought popped up in Li Hu's mind, Jiang Yuan was already approaching the grave of Li Hu's grandfather.

"Sir, this is my grandfather. You held him in your arms when you were a child. No, he also held you in his arms when you were a child. You can't do this!" Li Hu screamed like a pig being slaughtered and hugged Jiang Yuan's thigh tightly.

Jiang Yuan dragged Li Hu with a determined look, step by step, to the grave of Li Hu's grandfather, and looked at Li Hu again: "Are you sure you don't want to teach me?"

"I..." Li Hu glanced at his grandfather's grave and closed his eyes helplessly.

"Sir, this is really not possible, otherwise my grandfather would probably crawl out of the ground and strangle me to death..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yuan fell to his knees on the ground with a thud.

This action stunned Li Hu. He looked at Jiang Yuan helplessly as he kowtowed three times solemnly in front of his grandfather's grave and then raised one hand and put up three fingers.

"Heaven above, and the thick earth as my witness, today I, Jiang Yuan, wish to become sworn brothers with Li Canglan. We do not ask to be born in the same year or month..."

At this point, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and continued, "Of course, I don't ask to die on the same month and year, but this love is witnessed by heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon are witnesses!"

After saying that, Jiang Yuan waited quietly for a few seconds before looking at Li Hu with a grin: "Look, your grandfather didn't say anything, he agreed."

Li Hu: "..."

Jiang Yuan casually patted the dirt off his knees and slowly looked at Li Hu: "Grandson, Grandpa is ordering you to show me our family's unique skills."

Li Hu was stunned for several minutes before he stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at his grandfather's grave:

"My grandfather has been dead for more than ten years. Don't you feel guilty for doing this?"

Jiang Yuan glanced at Li Hu indifferently, without thinking of the words from his previous life.

If you lose money, you can earn it again. If you lose your conscience, you can earn even more!

It was not until this moment that Jiang Yuan had a deep understanding of this statement. Not only did he gain a book of Qinggong secrets, but he also gained a cheap grandson.

"Hurry up, or I will enforce the Li family rules on you, strip you naked, hang you up and beat you!" Jiang Yuan looked at Li Hu with a smile on his face.

"Besides, your grandfather was a very heroic man back then, and he loved making friends with all kinds of heroes. And according to your Li family's rules, as long as I don't make any serious mistakes, no one can kick me out."

"Do you want to ruin your grandfather's lifelong reputation? Or do you want to disobey the Li family rules?"

After Jiang Yuan's attack by taking advantage of the power of others.

Li Hu resigned himself to his fate and pulled out a thin booklet from his pocket. He handed it to Jiang Yuan with an extremely frustrated look on his face: "Here, release me from this oath right now!"

Jiang Yuan, who had obtained the secret manual, immediately changed his expression. He quickly pulled Li Hu up and brushed the dirt off his body.

"Just kidding, we are brothers, who are we to each other? From now on, we will discuss our own affairs."

Under Li Hu's resentful gaze, Jiang Yuan immediately opened the first page of the Li family's secret book.

After watching for a while, Jiang Yuan looked at Li Hu again with a complicated expression: "Did your ancestors have little education?"

Li Hu's eyes widened immediately: "How did you know this? I haven't mentioned this to anyone else!"

Jiang Yuan pointed at the words on the secret book that looked like crawling earthworms and said in a low voice:

"Your Li family's calligraphy has practically created a new genre all its own."

Li Hu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"To put it nicely, it's called cursive calligraphy. To put it bluntly, it can only be called grass!"