Chapter 429: Selecting the Capable
The old man whispered to Li Rongsen, "You are not from West City after all, but I know you want to go over and help."
"That's right." Li Rongsen nodded.
"It has to be justified."
"How can we justify it?" Li Rongsen thought this was the most important point. An Yan had just used this excuse to shirk responsibility.
The old man took out a roll of silk paper from his sleeve, spread it out and hung it in the air. He said, "Here, all you have to do is write your name on this paper."
“Why write it here?”
"Everyone in West City needs to have their names recorded," the old man said seriously, and then asked him, "You should be willing, right?"
Li Rongsen lowered his eyes and pondered over these words, asking himself why he wanted to become a Xicheng person and for whom he wanted to become a Xicheng person. He had to think carefully about any signature and not just write it casually.
The old man frowned and said, "You and Yan Qingqiu are brothers in life and death, right? He has been from West City for a long time."
"Is he also a city slave?" Li Rongsen asked. He pointed at the words "city slave" on the paper and said, "Whose slave is the city slave, and what exactly does he do?"
The old man thought this was a very troublesome matter. He thought Li Rongsen would sign without saying anything, but Li Rongsen had so many questions that he annoyed him. He said, "It's up to you whether you want to sign or not."
"I don't know how to sign yet." Li Rongsen said confidently.
"Old man, what are you doing?" An Yan walked in from outside the house. She saw that the two of them were acting suspiciously.
The old man quickly put the paper away and listened to Li Rongsen say, "It's about Guancheng."
"The arrangements for the city." The old man quickly interrupted and said, "Leave all the city affairs here to me. The city lord should go and come back as soon as possible."
An Yan chuckled and looked at the old man, asking, "Why are you running back here instead of watching from the front?"
"Talk to Mr. Li. He should go with you. Of course I have to tell him a few words. I have always been optimistic about him." After the old man said this, he ran out.
An Yan asked: "What did he say to you?"
"He asked me to sign something, saying that it would make everything legal." Li Rongsen did not hide it from her.
"Did you sign it?"
"How could I sign casually?"
An Yan nodded and said, "That's fine. Don't sign casually. At least make sure you understand."
"Let's go to the front and see how the selection process is going." Li Rongsen said as he walked out of the house and headed to the front. However, An Yan recalled many things that happened in this house before. She remembered that when Li Rongsen signed his name, he actually didn't know what the duties of a city slave were.
The main hall in front was already crowded with people, as if all the men in the city had come, and even some women.
Originally, they thought that this was a difficult job and no one would be willing to go, but who knew that they all rushed to go, saying that they wanted to protect An Yan. An Yan was naturally very touched, but she couldn't bring everyone with her, so she planned to select a hundred people to go together.
But at this time, a man came forward. He was quite manly, and could not be described as handsome, but rather as heroic. He said, "Lord, it is enough to take me with you, but I want the reward of a hundred men."
"You can only receive one person's reward." The old man reminded him, and thought that the man was really impolite.
The man looked over at the old man and said, "Old man, you should still remember the art of playing with mud."
"What?" The old man was surprised, and then said, "This kind of kung fu has been lost long ago. It was left by the descendants of Nv Huo. How could you know it?" The old man couldn't help but doubt it.
The man didn't care and said, "Then please come with me to take a look, Lord City Lord." Then he walked out first.
An Yan was naturally very curious. She knew that playing with mud was a hereditary skill, and there were rules that it could only be passed down to females and not males. He was a man, so how could that be possible?
Everyone followed him out.
Yan Qingqiu, however, was not concerned about this matter. He only asked Li Rongsen, "Hey, the old man asked you to sign just now. Did you sign it?"
"No." Li Rongsen answered him simply.
"Why don't you sign? Don't you want to be a West City person?"
"What's a city slave? It makes me uncomfortable just hearing it." Li Rongsen told him the truth and asked, "Did you sign this too? Are you also a city slave in West City?"
"Of course I'm not."
"Then why should I be?" Li Rongsen asked directly.
Yan Qingqiu frowned. He was speechless and didn't plan to explain any more. He just wanted to take it one step at a time. There would always be a day when he would be willing to sign.
The place outside was already crowded with people. An Yan and the old man stood side by side and asked the man who had made the boast just now to start.
The man began to gather his energy, and then waved his hands as if doing Tai Chi. Then a willow branch flashed in his hand, and with a light wave, many people appeared on the ground.
The old man was astonished and said, "It's true." He then asked the man, "This is a martial art created by someone from the future generation of the female disaster. It can only be passed down to women, not men. Where did you learn it from?"
“After tens of thousands of years, there is no such thing as passing it down to daughters but not to sons. If it is not passed down, it will disappear.” said the man.
"What's your name? How did you come to Xicheng? I think you look unfamiliar, as if I have never seen you before." An Yan asked him, feeling confused.
The man said, "My name is Kong Yun. You picked me up, so you probably don't remember me."
An Yan approached him, looked him up and down, and said, "I didn't expect you to be this tall."
The old man was still stroking his beard, thinking that there was such a capable person in the city. It would be nice to be a city slave. It was a pity that he was not very handsome. Although he was also very heroic, he was not as handsome as Li Rongsen. It was still a pity.
Li Rongsen was standing next to the old man and heard his inner words clearly. He couldn't help but feel surprised. He wondered what exactly this city slave did. He had to be both capable and handsome, just like being selected for the harem.
An Yan was completely focused on Taiping City, so naturally she couldn't think of much. Seeing how capable Kong Yun was, she made up her mind and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, and the rest of you can go."
The others also knew that they could not defeat Kong Yun, and no one liked fighting, so they all went back. At this time, the mount of the Dark Moon Lord also came over.
The old man stepped forward and said to Kong Yun, "Since you have volunteered to go, you should take it as your responsibility to protect the city lord's safety and not be careless in the slightest."
"Of course, I'm doing this to repay a favor." Kong Yun nodded.
An Yan was the first to board the ship, but was stopped by the old man. He said, "City Lord, you should put on your battle robe anyway."
"What kind of battle robe should I wear? Let's fight quickly and I'll be back soon." An Yan didn't care, and she thought the casual clothes she was wearing were pretty good.
"City Lord, if it really doesn't work, you can just wear the city lord's clothes. This is a big event now, and everyone in this area will know about it in the future. And what you are wearing are outer clothes." The old man said with a hint of disgust.
"Why didn't you say it just now?" An Yan frowned.
The old man lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, saying, "I just remembered it too."
"I'll just wear a black robe." An Yan waved her hand, and a black robe appeared on her body, and no one could see her appearance clearly.
Li Rongsen thought this was amazing, and also thought An Yan was so handsome.
When the old man saw that they were all on the boat, he waved and said, "I will prepare a feast for you. Please come back early."
The big ship started, and An Yan and the other three walked into the cabin.
Listen to An Yan say: "Please sit down, I need to speed up a little, saving people is like putting out a fire."
(End of this chapter)
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