Damn, what's wrong with this regular release...

The evil ghost let out a shrill scream. In Wen Fei's eyes, it was actually a ghost with a big braid, a typical Qing Dynasty dress. It was still an old ghost. The old ghost was beaten out and was still unwilling to accept it and rushed towards Huang Sheng.

Wen Fei was shocked and wanted to stop him, but he could not be faster than the speed of a ghost. Just when he was screaming in his heart, he saw the old ghost screaming again. It turned out that just as he approached Huang Sheng, he saw Huang Sheng's body suddenly lit up, and the old ghost screamed and was bounced away.

Within half a meter around Huang Sheng, several wandering ghosts were affected and were illuminated by the yellow light, but they turned into nothingness without any reaction.

"Damn, so domineering. What is that guy Huang Sheng carrying? He didn't take it out earlier." Wen Fei complained in his heart, but saw the old ghost hidden among the wandering ghosts, and the ghosts were so full that they could no longer be found.

Huang Sheng seemed to have felt something just now, and took out a piece of jade pendant on his neck. It was a Guanyin jade pendant, which was quite common, but this power was not common at all. It was definitely a good thing consecrated by great monks!

Wen Fei was overjoyed and shouted, "Brother, if you have this thing, take it out early. You can take us out!"

Huang Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Although I invited this thing to a lot of money, who knows if it is useful?"

Wen Fei was also depressed. Huang Sheng was really ignorant of the golden jade: "Everyone stood by Boss Huang. Brother, the power of your jade pendant has been stimulated. I'm afraid it won't take long. Let's find a way to rush out!"

The few people dared not be negligent at this time, but they all gathered and stood together, hoping to hold them together. They were about to walk out together, but they heard footsteps and a majestic voice sounded: "What are you all doing? Huang Sheng?"

The sound was obviously not made by them. Wen Fei looked up. At some point, a serious middle-aged man actually entered the building and was already standing outside the door of the guard room.

On his body, the golden red light was burning like flames, like a god and a Buddha came to the world. Wen Fei took a breath and thought to himself: Which awesome master is so powerful!

"Secretary Chen!" Seeing this person, both Wu Shibo and Huang Sheng reacted and shouted respectfully.

It turned out that this was Secretary Chen Zhiyuan. Wen Fei took a breath of cold air from his nose. He only saw clearly that the flames on Chen Zhiyuan's body were not emitted by himself. Instead, they emitted an official spirit, hanging down like a canopy garland, protecting his whole body. Wen Fei truly understood the true meaning of the invasion of ghosts and gods!

As long as he stands here, it will be a retreat. The evil spirits in the room are actually running away without a shadow... In ancient times, this is called the power of the king!

Chen Zhiyuan groaned from his nose: "Go back, this Xiaowen and me!"

I? Wen Fei was flattered. This is the first time in my life that I have been so close to such a large official. When I went to the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty, Wen Fei could laugh at the kings and princes, but when I returned to modern times, even if I was a section-level or a mayor, Wen Fei dared not offend him easily...

Chen Zhiyuan didn't say anything and took Wen Fei away. Huang Sheng and others did not dare to neglect, so they helped the injured bald man up and ran out of the building. The bald man said strangely: "I don't know if it's a psychological effect. Why did I feel the temperature rise when Chen Ji came..."

When Huang Sheng heard this, he burst into a cold sweat and quickly covered the bald man's mouth. He looked carefully. Chen Zhiyuan, who was walking more than ten meters ahead, seemed to have not heard it. He couldn't help but lower his voice and shouted: "You don't think about it, the city has millions of people..."

Wen Fei was half a body behind Chen Zhiyuan, and the two were silent. Because it was too quiet, Wen Fei could hear the bald man and Huang Sheng clearly. I think Chen Zhiyuan must have heard it clearly, but he had no reaction at all, as if he didn't hear it, and kept walking forward.

He did not take Wen Fei out of the building, but took Wen Fei down from the stairs near the elevator. This is already the first floor, and then walk down... Isn't that the basement?

"Do you know why I didn't learn Taoism from my father?" Chen Zhiyuan suddenly spoke out of silence, which made Wen Fei not react at all. In fact, he was thinking about this question all the way.

Zhang Shuye is a record officer from Lanzhou, an eighth rank and a second-rank official in the prefectures and counties. This official position is actually quite large!

The so-called depreciation of the official rank began in the Ming and Qing dynasties. During the Tang and Song dynasties, the official rank was still quite valuable. Often, if you become prime ministers, you can only be a fourth- and fifth-rank official, and you can pacify the country. In the new Jinshi, except for the top scholar, the rank is slightly higher, and other Jinshis also started from the eighth-rank. For example, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, at least there were seventh-rank county magistrates who came to take the imperial examination. In the Song Dynasty, even if you didn’t think about it, you wouldn’t think about it.

As one of the most powerful people in Lanzhou, Wen Fei has seen the official aura of Zhang Shuye. He has never been able to compare with Chen Zhiyuan, even less than one-tenth.

But Huang Sheng's words just now solved Wen Fei's doubts. There are some Des, some people have soil, some have wealth, and some are useful. This sentence is the unbreakable truth. After all, it is still a sentence that people often talk about but rarely pay attention to: "People-oriented!"

Thinking of this, Wen Fei nodded and said, "I figured it out!" He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. An official in front of Chen Zhiyuan was placed around the fifth grade in ancient times. However, the official energy released on his body was like a god and a Buddha. How could those who practiced for a lifetime and longed for a high level be able to bear it!

"So, since ancient times, being an official has been the right way!" Chen Zhiyuan said lightly: "The rest are just minor ways. Unfortunately, my father never understood this truth in his life!"

Wen Fei shut up. This kind of thing is not something he can comment. Don’t look at Chen Zhiyuan’s kindness at this time, but maybe he will turn against him immediately if he says something wrong. Wen Fei was very afraid of him, especially after seeing the scene just now!

"Do you want to go into politics?" Chen Zhiyuan asked suddenly. Wen Fei didn't react at once. The boss's thinking was too imaginative, and his thinking was too leaping. Wen Fei couldn't keep up with his ideas at all!
Chapter completed!