Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

This place is still quite a distance from the main gate of the Mu residence.

If the two renowned constables really got out of their carriages and walked over because of a mere constable's words, wouldn't they become a laughing stock?

From inside the blue-roofed carriage on the left, a gentle, elderly voice rang out.

Han Wenyuan laughed and said, "The young constable has commendable courage."

The two vehicles are currently locked in a stalemate, and the road is completely blocked.

Even if we both get off, who should step aside first to make way for the other two carriages?

Those around him nodded in agreement; this was indeed another difficult problem.

It's not just a question of who goes first; now that the carriages are blocking the alley entrance, another question is who will retreat first.

The one who backs down first, isn't he also at a disadvantage?

Li Fu remained calm and said, "This is not difficult at all."

There's no need for either of them to back down; both cars can simply reverse together.

Before he finished speaking, he had already moved. He took a step forward and placed his palms on the axles of the two carriages. Without any apparent effort, he released his inner strength.

There was a creaking sound.

The two heavy carriages, along with the strong horses harnessed to them, suddenly veered to the sides!

The horse was startled and neighed loudly, but it couldn't withstand the immense force.

Especially on the right, the coachman who had hit Zhang Yuan was caught off guard and pulled by the sudden force.

He fell off the cart shaft and crashed heavily against the alley wall, wincing in pain and turning pale.

The people sitting inside the car were suddenly jolted, losing their balance, and their heads almost hit the car wall.

In an instant, the entire street corner fell silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief, completely dumbfounded.

These two carriages, along with the horses, weighed far more than a thousand pounds.

The young constable casually pressed down with both palms, and the object was moved several feet away as if a kite had been pushed, clearing a wide passage for them!

Only two clear, deep ruts remained on the ground.

Li Fu's breathing was steady, as if he had just brushed away a speck of dust. He stopped and stood facing the two carriages.

"The road is clear, gentlemen, please proceed."

"Good lad!"

The curtain of the blue-draped carriage on the right was lifted by a large, fan-like hand.

A burly man, nine feet tall, with a lion's mouth and a broad nose, and holding two iron darts in his hand, jumped off the vehicle.

Tie Shi Duan stared wide-eyed at Li Fu, his face still showing shock and anger, mixed with a hint of astonishment.

"No wonder he dared to speak so arrogantly; he has such profound inner strength."

He glanced at the passersby around him, then at the coachman who had fallen and was in a sorry state. Seemingly wary of something, he snorted coldly, said nothing more, and strode towards the gate of the Mu residence.

"I'll remember you, Duan Gang!"

Li Fu exerted all his strength on his own, deliberately using more force on the right side, thinking that Duan Gang would immediately lash out.

I didn't want to.

Perhaps he felt it would be too shameful to fight in public, or perhaps this famous constable was also concerned about public opinion?

At the same time, the curtain of the blue-roofed carriage on the left was lifted by a slightly thin hand, revealing a refined and elegant face, about fifty years old, with deep eyes.

Han Wenyuan looked at Li Fu, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes, and carefully examined him from head to toe.

It seems hard to believe that someone with such powerful internal strength is such a young constable.

Just then, a man rushed out of the hall. He was dressed in the robes of a ninth-rank civil official and was the county magistrate of the county where Li Fu and Zhang Yuan worked.

Upon hearing that something had happened at the street corner, involving two renowned constables from the prefecture with higher ranks than him, he was terrified and hurriedly came out to apologize.

He jogged up to Duan Gang and bowed repeatedly in apology.

"Officer Duan, please calm down!"

"This humble official has failed in his duty of discipline, and has offended the head constable; he deserves to die a thousand deaths..."

Duan Gang ignored him, snorted heavily, and strode away.

The magistrate dared not retaliate, so he turned around and hurried to Han Wenyuan's carriage, bowing and smiling apologetically.

"Officer Han, please be magnanimous and don't stoop to the level of an ignorant clerk. We are all subordinates..."

Han Wenyuan did not look at him, his gaze remained fixed on Li Fu, and he asked gently.

"Young man, what's your name? How many years have you been practicing martial arts? Which county office do you work for?"

His tone was gentle, with a hint of admiration on his face. "Truly a young hero, with extraordinary skills."

Some busybodies nearby were already whispering among themselves.

"This is Han, the head constable of Duanjiangchi. I've heard that he is not only exceptionally intelligent, but also possesses unfathomable martial arts skills!"

He had friends and informants everywhere, from the Three Mountains and Five Peaks to the Nine Schools and Three Religions!

The local constables mostly regarded him as their leader. What was even more remarkable was his respect for the virtuous and talented, his deep sense of righteousness, and his utmost sincerity. Countless heroes were willing to die for him!

Li Fu clasped his hands in a respectful but not arrogant manner and said, "Li Fu is a constable from the Qingping County government office under the jurisdiction of Yanzhou Prefecture."

When the magistrate saw Han Wenyuan asking for his opinion, he hurriedly chimed in, saying everything in one breath.

Yes, yes, yes!

"Officer Han, this young man is from Qingping County under my jurisdiction. His parents died early. He is diligent, but a bit dull-witted. I specifically..."

During his conversation, he spoke casually, saying that he had often kept Li Fu by his side and instructed him personally, trying his best to tie himself to Li Fu.

But Han Wenyuan still didn't even look at him.

"Li Fu...a good name."

Han Wenyuan stroked his beard and nodded, looking at Li Fu with deep eyes, "I'll remember you too."

After speaking, he slowly got out of the car, looking calm and composed, and walked towards the Mu residence.

Unlike Duan Gang's resentful resentment, his words clearly carried a hint of appreciating talent and recruiting him.

Han Wenyuan disappeared into the gate of the mansion. The county magistrate was still bowing and making gestures in that direction when he came to his senses. After a while, he turned to look at Li Fu, looking both surprised and suspicious.

He remembered that Li Fu had never shown any special skills before; he was just an ordinary bailiff in the county government office. But today, he had made a name for himself.

But skill is skill.

Thinking of this, he forced a smile and was about to speak, "Li Fu..."

After a moment of stunned silence, the dozen or so constables from Qingping County could no longer contain themselves and swarmed around Li Fu, surrounding him at the center.

The crowd chattered excitedly, their exclamations of surprise and admiration filling the air.

"Brother Li, what superb kung fu!"

"My God, those two cars just now..."

"Brother Fu, you actually possess such skill! I've never seen you display it before!"

"That's true, you've only been a constable for less than six months..."

Several of them couldn't help but reach out and touch Li Fu's arm, as if to verify whether the person in front of them was still their old colleague.

Zhang Yuan squeezed to the front, his face still red and swollen, but his eyes were wide open. He looked Li Fu up and down seven or eight times before finally managing to utter a sentence.

"Brother Fu...Brother Fu? Is it really you?"

His tone was three parts surprise, seven parts joy, and a great deal of disbelief.

"Of course it's me."

The county magistrate was unusually polite to Li Fu, his face beaming with smiles: "Li Fu! Good, very good!"

Today you have brought honor to this county and to this official! Come, come with me into the hall and find a seat!

He was quick-witted and, seeing that Han Wenyuan looked favorably upon Li Fuqing, he wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with him.

When the constables heard that the magistrate had invited a lowly constable to the main hall of the birthday banquet, they were so envious that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

They could never have dreamed of such an honor.

Li Fu's face remained calm, with only a polite smile on his lips.

A capable man will be respected wherever he goes.

He now possesses extraordinary skills and has a different attitude towards people and things.

They won't get so excited that they lose control just because a big shot gives them a little bit of favor.