Chapter 14 Paying to be beaten
To be fair, Wei Changtian was somewhat impulsive when he said this.
But he knew it had to be done.
Otherwise, I'm afraid no one would ever be willing to fight him, and even if there was, they would probably be flatterers like Fan Hong.
Besides, it's a way to push myself.
Xiao Feng is not dead yet, the threat still exists.
He wants to improve his strength quickly in the shortest possible time.
As for whether the goal of "100 wins" can be achieved, Wei Changtian is not worried.
He has the support of the Wei family and controls the system.
If I can't do it under this circumstance, then what's the difference between me and the waste before me? I might as well just commit suicide.
Although his ultimate goal is to live a peaceful and stable life of luxury and debauchery in this world, people still have to have some ambition after all.
Thinking of this, Wei Changtian paused, glanced at the silent crowd below the stage, and asked again: "Now, who is willing to go on stage?"
…
"Master Wei, are you serious?"
"Forget it. I think this matter will become the biggest joke of the Xuanjing Division."
"Getting fifty taels of silver is like making a great contribution. If it's true, it's too easy to make money!"
"Brother, why don't you go up and try it first?"
"I won't go. If you want to go, you go first."
"Hehe, I'm not stupid."
"So you think I'm stupid?"
"That's not what I meant."
"I think you have it! The C4th Arena is now empty, do you dare to fight me?"
“…”
It was obvious that most people did not believe Wei Changtian's promise.
The monthly salary of an ordinary official in the Xuan Jing Division was one or two taels of silver. With some gray income, he could probably earn another one or two taels more.
Two taels of silver a month was considered high-income even in the capital.
Basically, you can guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing, eat meat every day, and occasionally go to Pingchangfang for a drink.
Apart from some difficulties in buying a house, life is already comfortable enough.
And now that Wei Changtian just asked for their two years' income, it's no wonder that no one dared to believe it.
But as the saying goes, there will always be brave men when there is a big reward.
Under great temptation, there are always people who dare to take the risk and give it a try.
"Um, Lord Wei..."
A thin man in plain clothes suddenly raised his hand in the crowd, looking a little nervous.
"I'm Shi Yue from the sticky pole place. I wonder if I can go on stage and give it a try?"
Wei Changtian nodded at him: "Of course!"
"Thank you, sir..."
It was obvious that the thin man was very nervous. He didn't know what to say after he went on stage. In the end, he just gritted his teeth and got on stage.
"I am Shi Yue, an eighth-rank official. I dare to ask for your advice."
"Seventh rank, Wei Changtian."
Wei Changtian introduced himself seriously and raised his fists again.
“Swish!”
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Soon, the two began to fight each other. Compared with the previous fight where "one move decided the outcome", this time the two were evenly matched.
It’s just that this is not because Wei Changtian suddenly improved, but because Shi Yue’s level is really not that good.
The Sticking Rod Department was the department under the Xuan Jing Division that was responsible for collecting intelligence, and the officers within the department were not good at direct combat.
What's more, Shi Yue is only at the eighth level, one level lower than Wei Changtian.
So the two of them were able to fight back and forth, which in turn highlighted Wei Changtian's weakness.
And judging from the situation, he was almost losing.
“Boom!”
Wei Changtian blocked Shi Yue's elbow and took two steps back, his forearm feeling numb.
If his internal strength was not one level higher than Shi Yue's, he would not have been able to block this elbow.
He sighed in fear, "That was a close call", but before he could stand firmly, a fist suddenly appeared in front of him.
Wei Changtian didn't expect the punch to come so quickly, and coupled with the distraction that delayed him for a moment, he was unable to dodge and was hit by Shi Yue for the first time.
This immediately determined the winner.
There was no reversal, and it was Wei Changtian who fell to the ground.
"Master Wei!"
There was no trace of the joy of victory on Shi Yue's face. He immediately put away his posture and hurriedly ran over to help Wei Changtian up from the ground: "Are you okay?"
"Ahem! Pah!"
Wei Changtian put one hand on Shi Yue's shoulder and rubbed the place where he was hit with the other hand. He frowned and spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "I didn't..."
"Young Master!"
A shout interrupted him.
Wang Er rushed onto the stage and looked at Shi Yue with an unfriendly look.
Wei Changtian glanced at him and ordered, "Bring out the silver."
Wang Er was stunned, but he still fumbled out a banknote from his pocket: "Sir, here is..."
"Um."
Wei Changtian took the banknote, put it in the hand of Shi Yue who looked incredulous, and patted him on the shoulder heavily.
"You are Shi Yue from the Sticking Rod Department, right? I have taken note of your name. I will explain the situation to my father tonight and give you a commendation!"
"Master Wei, this..."
Shi Yue held in his hand the authentic "Shunchang Money House" fifty-liang silver note, and felt as if he was dreaming. He even forgot when he stepped down.
Several colleagues surrounded him instantly, some asked him to buy them a drink, some asked him to take them to a brothel... Even other people he didn't know looked at him with envy, regretting that he had not been decisive enough.
At this moment, Wei Changtian, realizing that he was fine, straightened up again and asked loudly, "Who's coming for the second round?"
“…”
The crowd was quiet for two seconds, then became excited.
"I'll do it!"
"Master Wei! Look at me!!"
"Choose me, choose me!!"
"It doesn't matter whether it's money or not. I just want to fight with you, Lord Wei!"
“…”
…
"hiss!"
The Wei Mansion was quiet and peaceful in the night, except for the occasional strange screams coming from a candlelit room.
"Sir, does it hurt?"
Qiuyun held the ointment in her hand with a look of heartache on her face, wondering where her young master had gone to and ended up with all these injuries.
She asked Yuan'er several times, but Wei Changtian just said that he went to compete with someone.
I don’t know who is so bold as to beat the young master like this.
“Pah~”
A teardrop fell, and Wei Changtian, who was lying on the bed, let out another howl.
"Oh my god! Um, Qiuyun...can you please stop crying when you apply the medicine?"
"It didn't hurt that much at first, but your tears all fell on my wound..."
"ah?"
Qiu Yun was stunned when she heard this, her face flushed as she hurriedly wiped away her tears: "I'm sorry, sir, it's all my fault..."
Wei Changtian smiled helplessly: "It's okay, just continue to apply the medicine."
"Yes...yes, ma'am!"
Qiuyun suddenly let out a soft cry, and then Lu Jingyao's voice came to her ears.
"Qiuyun, you go down first. I'll apply medicine to... my husband."
"Yes, ma'am."
“…”
Soon, he felt a soft touch on his back again. Although Wei Changtian had been lying on the bed without turning his head to look, he knew that the person who applied the medicine had been replaced by Lu Jingyao.
He closed his eyes and asked casually, "Why are you here?"
Lu Jingyao's hands trembled slightly, and after a long while she stammered, "You, you are my husband..."
"Aren't we fake?"
Wei Changtian interrupted mercilessly: "What? Have you figured it out now?"
"I……"
Lu Jingyao didn't know how to answer this question for a moment.
She didn't know why her heart was full of Wei Changtian now, and she even took the initiative to come over and apply medicine to heal the wounds of this man whom she once hated so much.
Am I trying to please him...
Although I don't want to admit it, this seems to be the case.
Just when Lu Jingyao was extremely entangled, Wei Changtian, who had not waited for a long time for a reply, seemed to have lost interest in this topic. After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked again: "By the way, do you want to hear a story?"
Lu Jingyao was stunned: "Listen, listen to the story?"
Wei Changtian replied seriously: "Well, I see you have nothing to do at home, so why don't I tell you a long story. If you think it's okay, write it down and we can take it to the bookstore to print it and make money."
Lu Jingyao hesitated and said dizzily: "Will this work..."
"Just listen to it first to see if it works. At worst, it can just help you pass the time."
"Okay, then I'll listen..."
Although Lu Jingyao didn't know why the topic changed so quickly, she still nodded.
Then she heard Wei Changtian clear his throat and slowly said, "It is said that a long time ago there was a country called Aolai. There was a Flower and Fruit Mountain on the seashore, and there was a fairy stone on the top of the mountain..."
(End of this chapter)
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