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Chapter 131 Zhao Youcai's Despicable Acts

Lin Feng felt that Zhao Youcai was getting a little too arrogant.

People are prone to making mistakes when they get carried away.

Zhao Youcai's biggest mistake was getting too close to the city guards and government officials.

If anyone in power had any sense, they wouldn't have made Zhao Youcai a general in the Ma Yi Wei (a type of imperial guard).

What kind of organization is the Ma Yi Wei?

They are Jinyiwei (Imperial Guards) of the Sword Sect.

It was an organization used to monitor the city lord's mansion, the city guards, and the government offices.

If the general of the Ma Yi Wei (a type of guard) were to collude with the corrupt officials and gentry of the city lord's mansion, the city guards, and the yamen (government offices), then the Ma Yi Wei would lose its purpose.

The Ma Yi Guard and the other three forces in the city have always maintained a relationship of mutual checks and balances.

Otherwise, why would the Sword Sect grant the Hemp-Clad Guards such great power and such good treatment?

The Ma Yi Wei (a type of guard) could be corrupted, but certainly not when it was first established.

Zhao Youcai may have an extraordinary background, but he's clueless and can't even figure out this simple thing.

If those above don't think highly of Zhao Youcai, then I'm guaranteed to take over.

The group went to a restaurant and drank until late at night before returning home.

When Lin Feng went back.

His mother and wife were waiting for him.

Lin's mother looked at Lin Feng with some worry, "Little Feng, I heard that someone in the Hemp Guard is vying with you for the position of general."

Moreover, that person has an extraordinary background.

Mother thinks being a deputy general is quite good; the salary is more than enough to spend, so why bother competing with others?

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng felt a surge of anger for no apparent reason.

I never expected that this matter would even reach my family.

I wonder which gossipy woman said that.

Lin Feng often reminded himself that he didn't need to compete, but he was young, impetuous, and full of vigor, so how could he not want to compete?

Lin Feng said angrily, "Mother, I'm married and have my own career now. You can leave me to do whatever I want."

I'm in charge of my life. I don't care what you think, I care what I think.

As soon as he said those words in anger, Lin Feng regretted it; he shouldn't have spoken to his mother like that.

Upon hearing this, Lin's mother felt wronged, and tears streamed down her face.

Lin Feng hurried over to comfort his mother, holding her hand and saying, "Mother, don't cry. I was confused just now and said the wrong thing. It was all unintentional."

Lin's mother sat on the stool, sobbing softly.

Lin Feng sat down next to his mother and gently patted her back. "Mom, if you're angry, just hit me a couple of times."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he snuggled into his mother's arms and acted like a spoiled child, just like the little baby.

Zhou Chunlan tried to ease the tension by handing Lin's mother a broom, saying, "Mom, here you go. Take this broom and beat him hard."

Let him speak without restraint.

Lin's mother stroked Lin Feng's head and sighed, "Alas, a son grows up and is no longer under his mother's control."

You're all grown up now, you have your own ideas, so do whatever you want.

You little monkey, no matter how capable you are, you're still your mother's child.

Your mother just wants you to be careful.

Our whole family is counting on you.

"I see.

Mother, don't worry, whether or not you become a general is entirely up to fate.

There's nothing I can do for your son; I can only wait for news.

It doesn't matter whether I get the position or not.

The money I've earned is more than our family could ever spend in a lifetime.

Zhou Chunlan pointed at Lin Feng and began to complain, "Mother, Xiao Feng is so arrogant, he must have a secret stash of money."

"My daughter and I need to pry the money out of his hands and keep it for ourselves."

"Hurry up and confess." Zhou Chunlan said, tickling Lin Feng's itch.

Lin Feng: "Wife, I really don't have a secret stash of money."

Lin's mother watched the two of them playfully bickering and then burst into laughter through her tears.

The elderly love to see their children and spouses living harmoniously and happily.

Lin Feng pretended to be itchy and couldn't stand it anymore. He then produced two hundred taels of silver from his body and gave them to his mother and wife.

The mother and daughter went back to their house, satisfied.

At that moment, the bright moon hung high in the sky, and Lin Feng used the moonlight to cultivate the Purple Moon Heart Sutra for a while.

At this moment, Zhou Chunlan came out of the house and sat cross-legged on the stool to begin cultivating the Purple Moon Heart Sutra.

After practicing for a while, Zhou Chunlan exhaled a long white breath from her nose, and then opened her mouth to inhale the white breath into her abdomen.

Lin Feng's eyes widened at the sight. "Your Majesty, Your Highness, my lady, have you mastered the Purple Moon Heart Sutra?"

"Hmm, what's wrong? I had already mastered the basics when you left last time."

Lin Feng checked his wife's attribute panel.

They discovered that the lady had indeed mastered the Purple Moon Heart Sutra to the beginner level.

This is too fast.

Could it be that the lady is a martial arts prodigy who appears only once in a century?

Lin Feng sensed something was wrong; his wife seemed to have a slight imbalance in her studies.

Although the lady has mastered the Purple Moon Heart Sutra, she has not yet mastered basic swordsmanship and other martial arts.

Lin Feng asked, "Wife, how did you do that? How did you master the Purple Moon Heart Sutra so quickly?"

Zhou Chunlan countered, "Soon? I practiced every day and it took me two months to even get the basics right."

Lin Feng pulled his wife Zhou Chunlan into his arms, "My little wife, two months has gone by very quickly."

Most people can't even get the basics right after two years.

Do you practice your basic swordsmanship every day?

Zhou Chunlan wrapped her arms around Lin Feng's neck, her eyes glazed over, a hint of spring in them. "I practice basic swordsmanship every day, how come I haven't even gotten the hang of it?"

"Perhaps the Purple Moon Heart Sutra is more suitable for you. You should spend more time studying the Purple Moon Heart Sutra in the future."

"Ah."

The two cuddled outside for a while before going back inside to sleep.

The two were chatting while lying in bed.

Zhou Chunlan asked, "Xiao Feng, how much silver do you have?"

Your salary doesn't seem to be that much.

Lin Feng pretended to reach under the bed and grabbed a handful of silver ingots from his storage space, then held them up to Zhou Chunlan.

"We can have as much of this as we want."

Zhou Chunlan rolled her eyes at him. "Alright, put it away. The money is enough."

Lin Feng then moved the silver closer to Zhou Chunlan.

"Young lady, take it if I give it to you."

Zhou Chunlan reached out and knocked the silver aside, then flipped over and straddled Lin Feng, grabbing his groin.

"Is this also available in any quantity you need?"

Lin Feng's blood was surging and he was panting heavily, but he still retained a sliver of rationality.

He wouldn't dare boast about Haikou.

"Um, um, let me think about it."

Zhou Chunlan smiled charmingly, "What are you still thinking about? Just try it and you'll know."

……

The next day, Lin Feng unusually did not get up early to practice his skills.

The wife's martial arts skills have improved, and she has become even more skilled in that area.

Lin Feng decided to save a Jiazi Enhancement Pill for his wife, so that she could take one once she had a solid foundation.

Lin Feng was late for work today.

When he arrived at the Ma Yi Wei, a group of people were quietly mocking Song Dahu.

"That shrewd and foolish Song Dahu is so out of touch with reality, actually choosing to side with Lin Feng at this time."

"Yes, that's it. General Zhao has fined them half a year's salary."

"I'll be earning significantly less money in the next six months."

"Making less money is a small matter, but losing face is a huge loss."

He was the first person in our Ma Yi Wei to be fined half a year's salary.

This punishment will be recorded in your file.

"That's great, he can forget about ever advancing to a higher star level again."

The promotion they were referring to was a promotion in star rating, not a promotion in job rank.

The Sword Sect's organizational structure is a pyramid, which means that most people will never be able to rise to leadership positions.

Therefore, the Sword Sect created a star rating system.

This allows others to increase their star rating through contributions.

This star rating has nothing to do with authority; it's only linked to salary. The higher the star rating, the higher the salary.

Lin Feng frowned after hearing about this.

He found Song Dahu and asked, "What happened?"

Song Dahu lay on the chair looking utterly dejected. "What else could it be? Zhao Youcai doesn't like me, so he found a reason to dock my salary for half a year."

"Whatever, I've already earned enough to live on, I don't care about this little bit of salary."

Song Dahu was a first-rank soldier in the Ma Yi Wei (a type of imperial guard), earning a monthly salary of twenty taels of silver, which amounted to one hundred and twenty taels over six months—not much for him at the moment.

Song Dahu also made some contributions and received several thousand taels of silver as a reward.

Lin Feng slipped a thousand-tael silver note into Song Dahu's arms. "Take it."

Song Dahu was about to decline.

Lin Feng said without room for argument, "It's just a silver note. Take it if I tell you to. I'll get back the face you lost sooner or later."

Song Dahu smiled and stuffed the silver note into his pocket.

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside.

Zhao Youcai ran over from the city lord's mansion and shouted, "The envoy from the Sword Sect has arrived, and he has also brought the appointment letter for the General of the Hemp-Clad Guard. The city lord wants us all to go and greet him."