He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 282 It's scary

Yang Junchi suddenly felt unhappy. These border troops were so annoying. They liked to poach people in front of him.

Jiang Lin said with a smile, "Don't joke, brothers. The border army has its advantages, but the Ministry of Works is not bad either. I just passed by the Zhenshuo camp and wanted to go in and make some friends. I'll ask you brothers to introduce me to them one day."

These words made several soldiers smile happily: "Master Jiang wants to make friends with our Zhenshuo Camp, why do you need an introduction? Just go directly. If anyone dares to stop you, I will twist off his head!"

All members of the Nanling camp were equipped with fourth-grade weapons, which made the border troops drool. The Zhenshuo camp was also in a good position because it was close to the water and had the upper hand.

Jiang Lin intends to maintain good relations with the frontier army camp that will rest here for several years, so as to provide a support for his family and prevent him from being bullied when he occasionally goes out.

With the border troops protecting them, even an official of the fifth rank has to be polite when he comes here.

After a conversation, Jiang Lin successfully improved his relationship with the Zhenshuo camp, and several soldiers left happily.

Then he bowed to Yang Junchi and said, "I'm sorry, Lord Yang, you just told me to go to the Ministry of Industry?"

"Lord Jiang wants to be promoted to the fifth rank, so naturally the Lord Shangshu must personally hand over the jade token and official uniform to make it appear solemn." Yang Junchi said.

Jiang Lin nodded and said, "Then I'll sort these things out and go back to the South Blacksmith Camp to let them know before leaving. That won't delay us, right?"

"No delay, no delay, Lord Jiang, please take care of your own business first."

Jiang Xiu hesitated whether to invite this fifth-rank doctor to stay for dinner, but the food at home was very ordinary and she was afraid that it would not suit her appetite.

However, Yang Junchi was very conscious and did not stay to disturb the family reunion. He put down his things and said goodbye and left.

Only after he left did the whole family breathe a sigh of relief.

Although Jiang Lin will soon be a fifth-rank official, he is a family member and can ultimately not match the pressure brought by outsiders.

After relaxing, Jiang Xiu looked at the boxes again and couldn't help but get excited.

She cared nothing about anything else but the hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, which she stared at intently.

With so much silver, even if you eat it as steamed buns, it will last you till old age!
Jiang Lin saw this and said, "Sister, how much money do you think is appropriate to leave at home?"

Jiang Xiu swallowed subconsciously and said, "This is a reward for you. It would be bad to keep it..."

"This is my home, and you should stay here. But your cultivation is too low, and you are afraid of being targeted by thieves. Otherwise, why not leave 50,000 taels?" Jiang Lin asked.

Jiang Xiu was shocked. Fifty thousand taels!

She waved her hands quickly: "No, no, five hundred taels is too much, we can't use that. You are right, if it is stolen by thieves, wouldn't it be heartbreaking, so take it to the blacksmith camp."

Jiang Lin did not force it. After all, the money was in his hands and would not fly away. If his family needed it, he could take it at any time.

"Speaking of which, I will be a fifth-rank official in the future, so I can't just call him that casually anymore. I have to call him Lord Jiang." Wang Hua said.

His expression didn't seem like he was joking at all.

Jiang Lin said: "No matter what rank you are, you are all my sister and brother-in-law, as well as my father and mother. They will never change. Why do you have to be so unfamiliar with me? Brother-in-law, have your skills improved in recent days?"

His change of subject immediately drew Wang Hua's attention.

Jiang Xiu did not disturb the two brothers. She took her parents to buy some meat and vegetables. The meal was unusually sumptuous.

Jiang Qingguang couldn't help but drink a few more glasses and became drunk.

The Jiang family has been poor for generations, but finally they have made progress and become high-ranking officials!
Even Jiang Xiu drank half a cup and her face turned red.

Jiang Lin has become successful, and as his elder sister, she can be proud of it and no longer has to be humble to anyone.

They were having a very enjoyable meal, but just when they were halfway through, Zheng Qiran, the lieutenant general of Zhenshuo camp, came running over with a group of people.

Behind him were Qi the Blacksmith and others.

I was so happy to see old friends like Jiang Lin and Qi the Blacksmith again.

They have been extremely worried during this period, fearing that something might happen to Jiang Lin. If that happens, they would not be able to support the huge Southern Blacksmith Camp.

Now, Lord Jiang is fine, and I can finally put my mind at ease.

As for military officers like Zheng Qiran, they came specifically to visit Jiang Lin.

Not to mention that Jiang Lin can forge precious weapons and have all the soldiers in the camp equipped with middle-fourth-grade weapons. Just because he killed fourteen masters of Xuanhua Dao with a single sword and fought side by side with Marshal Yu, he had to come over to make friends with him.

Compared with Liao Mingxu, Zheng Qiran spoke much more politely, but his politeness seemed a bit strange.

Jiang Lin didn't care. Relationships are built through interaction, and they had several years to get to know each other.

With so many people coming, we definitely won’t be able to have dinner. It will take me half a day just to respond to everyone’s calls.

Jiang Qingguang's family is not good at socializing, and they seemed a little overwhelmed by the arrival of so many people.

When Jiang Lin saw this scene, he made an excuse to take the things back to the South Blacksmith Camp and planned to leave, so that the family would not be left there staring blankly, not knowing where to put their hands.

Jiang Xiu originally wanted to let Jiang Lin sleep at home for one night, but then she remembered that several officials from the Ministry of Works were still waiting, and she also needed to go to the Southern Blacksmith Camp, so she had to send him away reluctantly.

The soldiers from the Zhenshuo camp and the blacksmiths from the Southern Blacksmith Camp all rushed to help.

Blacksmith Qi came up to Jiang Lin and said with emotion: "I didn't expect Lord Jiang to be so brave. He went to the border and came back to be promoted to the fifth rank. I just don't know if you can still stay in the Southern Blacksmith Camp after becoming a fifth-rank doctor?"

"It should be possible." Jiang Lin said.

The Ministry of Works did not lack a doctor, and giving him a fifth-rank official position was just to win people's hearts.

As for where Jiang Lin is and what he does, it doesn’t matter.

Moreover, the need to upgrade various skills meant that Jiang Lin had to continue doing his job as a blacksmith. If the Ministry of Works did not allow him to forge iron, then he would not have to hold this fifth-rank official position.

After carrying the pile of stuff back to the South Blacksmith Camp, all the blacksmith masters and apprentices came running to cheer.

Jiang Lin spotted Old Man Wei in the crowd at a glance.

Old man Wei walked over slowly, his face full of displeasure: "Why did you leave without telling me?"

Jiang Lin lowered his head slightly, looked at the old man who had helped him a lot, and said, "I was afraid that you would worry, so I wouldn't let you go."

Old Man Wei opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he only said, "If this happens again, at least let me know where you went."

Jiang Lin understood what he meant. The border troops were too dangerous and if he interfered recklessly, he would risk sudden death.

At least I know where you are so I can help collect your body.

Although this sounds a bit unlucky, for Old Man Wei, who came from a border army background, it is one of the few things he can do at the moment.

Blacksmith Qi said, "Some time ago, people from the Watchtower came to look for you, but after they knew you went to the border, they never came again." Jiang Lin did not inform Old Man Wei and the Watchtower about his trip to the border.

Old Man Wei should be fine now. As for the Watchtower, I don't know how it will react. It shouldn't collapse just because of one trip out.

A pile of boxes were carried into the house, but it was so full that there was no more room.

The wide variety of materials and remains of monsters made Jiang Lin want to start forging iron immediately.

But in the end, you still have to learn enough social skills and take care of trivial matters before you can continue to improve your skills.

Thinking of this, he didn't waste any more time and went to Kyoto City immediately.

When they arrived at the Ministry of Works, Shangshu Sun Zhongyun and Shilang Si Hongwen had been waiting for a long time.

They were not unhappy at all because Jiang Lin came late. Instead, they smiled and said some nice things.

Ding Chengyun has already reiterated how much Ling Shuai and Yu Shuai value Jiang Lin and the chips they have thrown out.

Sun Zhongyun was not stupid, so he understood how important Jiang Lin was now.

As long as he agreed, General Ling might really dare to give Jiang Lin a second-rank general.

"Sir Jiang is young and promising. He will become a great man in the future. I may have to rely on you in the future." Si Hongwen said with a smile.

Naturally, these words were mainly compliments, since Jiang Lin's status in the border army was almost equal to his.

Even though Yu Shuai has already made a deal with the Ministry of Industry, Jiang Lin is a living person. If he really wants to leave the Ministry of Industry, who can stop him?

If Jiang Lin really becomes a second-rank general, when he comes to the Ministry of Works in the future, even the Shangshu will have to show him some courtesy.

Sun Zhongyun naturally understood this, and ordered his men to bring Jiang Lin's official uniform, jade plaque, and letter of authorization and hand them over personally.

"Lord Jiang is still young. If you promote him too quickly, it will inevitably cause gossip. This time, I will only give him the fifth rank. It won't be too late to promote him a few levels later."

Sun Zhongyun came up and started to paint a big and round cake. Jiang Lin took it and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Shangshu. The fifth rank is enough."

"Are you satisfied with the rewards we sent you earlier?" Sun Zhongyun asked.

"Very satisfied." Jiang Lin did not hide his true thoughts, and said: "Even now, I still only consider myself a blacksmith, and I only want to hone my skills and become a figure like the master as soon as possible. If you want to reward me in the future, please give me more different types of materials. I will be very grateful!"

He was satisfied, Sun Zhongyun was satisfied, and the entire Ministry of Works was satisfied.

Afterwards, a group of officials from the Ministry of Industry came forward and presented various gifts.

When Jiang Lin came before, no one was so enthusiastic. After all, no matter how talented he was, he was just an eighth-rank official at the time.

In a place like the Ministry of Industry, it is not worth mentioning.

But now Jiang Lin has not only been promoted to the fifth-rank doctor, but also holds a very important position in the hearts of both the Shangshu and the commander-in-chief of the border army.

No matter what you think in your heart, you have to come over and congratulate him honestly, otherwise you will not offend this rising star, but the Shangshu!

It was not until the evening that the Ministry of Works held a banquet. Jiang Lin could not refuse and had to stay for a meal.

It was not until late at night that he left the Ministry of Works.

Walking on the streets of Kyoto City, the cold wind blew, and Jiang Lin patted his face which was numb from smiling.

It turns out that being an official is not that easy. Just smiling at people can make your face cramp. It is even more tiring than going to the border to fight.

Unconsciously, Jiang Lin walked to the door of Zuowang Tower, but was surprised to find that although the store was closed, the lights were on inside and there were faint voices coming from inside.

After a slight hesitation, Jiang Lin went forward and knocked on the door.

Not long after, the store door opened, and an unfamiliar person looked at Jiang Lin and said, "It's closed. Come back tomorrow if you want to buy anything."

Before he finished speaking, a surprised voice came from behind: "Master Jiang!"

Tian Daheng and Song Houyong, two old acquaintances, ran over, pushed away the man standing at the door, and said excitedly: "You are back from the frontier!"

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I just came back today. I heard that you went to the South Blacksmith Camp, so I thought I'd come and say hello."

Speaking of this, Tian Daheng and Song Houyong looked at each other with gloomy expressions.

"What happened? Was there an accident in the Watchtower?" Jiang Lin asked.

Tian Daheng lowered his head slightly and said, "We know that Zuowang Tower is weak now and can't help you. I feel ashamed of your cultivation."

When he went to the South Blacksmith Camp that day and learned that Jiang Lin was going to the border, Tian Daheng became depressed.

Zuowang Tower has actually developed quite well recently, and has already become a third-rate force.

In Tian Daheng's mind, whether Jiang Lin recognized it or not, Zuowang Tower was a force under Lord Jiang's command.

But Jiang Lin went to the border without telling them. Was it because he totally despised the Watchtower and felt that it would be meaningless even if he informed them?
Over the past twenty days, Tian Daheng and Song Houyong have worked even harder to recruit people and expand, but the feeling of depression in their hearts has not been eliminated, but has become more and more severe.

Jiang Lin was startled, then he burst out laughing and said, "What are you thinking? The reason I didn't tell you is because this is my private matter, how can I implicate you brothers."

Song Houyong said in a deep voice: "Master Jiang, what you said is not right. Zuowang Tower was founded by you. Without your support, there would be no such thing as today. What's the point of getting involved? If Master Jiang thinks that we are really useless, then that's fine."

These words were a bit harsh, and it was obvious that Song Houyong was resentful.

Tian Daheng immediately hit him and scolded him, "How can you talk to Lord Jiang like that!"

Song Houyong reacted and quickly bowed and said, "Please forgive me, Lord Jiang. I was just in a hurry and..."

Jiang Lin waved his hand and said, "Perhaps I have not considered it carefully, but I really don't want to trouble you with my personal affairs. If you can continue to grow and develop, and hunt more monsters, you will bring far more help than those who follow me to the border."

"There's a saying that goes, there's no such thing as high or low-level work in this world, it's just a matter of division of labor."

"The Watchtower is also the result of your hard work. You should be cautious and not let your impulsiveness ruin such a bright future."

Jiang Lin paused and continued, "The difference in strength is only temporary. When I refine more pills, even if it is one palace, two gates and three forts, it will be no more than this. If they can become the top force, why can't Zuowanglou?"

After these words, Tian Daheng, Song Houyong and others gradually reacted.

Yes, in the borderland, where people could die if they went there, the strength of the Watchtower alone was not even enough to fill the gaps in one's teeth.

Rather than committing death, it is better to stay in a safe place, hunt more monsters for Lord Jiang, and work hard to expand the power. Maybe one day I can be of great help.

In fact, Tian Daheng and others understood this truth. They just tried for a long time and found that it was still difficult to follow Jiang Lin's pace. The gap between them was even getting bigger and bigger, which made them feel indescribably discouraged.

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "To be honest, Zuowanglou is indeed inferior at the moment. In my opinion, everyone should be in the Divine Martial Realm to be qualified. I just don't know if you have the courage to bet with me on the future?"

Tian Daheng and the others were a little dumbfounded. Everyone is in the Divine Martial Realm?
Lord Jiang...don't joke with me, it will scare people to death!
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