Ye Qingzhou's expression remained unchanged and asked, "How do you say this?"

Uncle Fu said, "The constable is not so easy to be a good person. At least he must be at the level of a sixth-rate warrior. Zhang Tao, the captain of our Weishui City, is even more famous for being strict. If he does not reach the level of a fourth-rate warrior, he will not even look at it!"

The fourth-rate warrior, the requirements are high enough... Ye Qingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly.

To measure the level of a warrior, it is not just about the realm.

Specifically, it depends on your personal strength.

Ye Qingzhou can now simply rely on the bonus of "Dragon and Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" to enter the ranks of six-level warriors.

If you can have a superior skill or body technique, you can barely reach the level of a fourth-rate warrior!

A fourth-rate warrior can already be called a master in the world.

after all.

It takes at least five or six years for ordinary people to get polished skin and produce internal strength.

Then, it takes at least ten years to forge bones.

Then came the Book of Changes, another ten years!

Only after the Book of Changes can one barely be considered a master.

so.

Even if ordinary people practice martial arts since childhood, they have to reach the level of fourth-rate warriors, they have to be at least about thirty years old.

certainly.

This is without the help of external forces.

If you can have excellent martial arts skills, the fourth-rate warriors of the Book of Changes can at least reach the level of third-rate warriors.

In this world, martial arts and martial arts complement each other and are indispensable.

"It seems that I can only wait until I get a few martial arts skills before applying for a constable." Ye Qingzhou thought to himself.

He currently plans to try three intermediate draws in a month.

If you don't get something satisfactory, try the advanced lottery again.

This is the safest thing to do.

after all--

It's too long to wait for a high-end lottery.

Uncle Fu thought Ye Qingzhou was silent when he saw him pondering.

So he comforted him: "Your health has just recovered now, so you can rest at home first. If you are really so anxious, you can come and help me. In this way, you can also contact the constables in the yamen, or even the head of the captain Zhang. Maybe they can teach you some martial arts, but you are afraid that you can't stand such dirty work!"

He didn't expect Ye Qingzhou to really become a constable.

This is just to find something for Ye Qingzhou to do and avoid random thoughts.

after all--

He also practiced martial arts when he was young, and knew very well how difficult it was to become a fourth-rate warrior!

Ye Qingzhou thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, then I'll help you tomorrow."

He is still idle at home now, so he simply followed Uncle Fu to the yamen.

First of all, I can help Uncle Fu share the matter so that I won’t make Uncle Fu so tired.

Secondly, you can also get along well with the yamen.

"Okay." Uncle Fu smiled.

After this period of contact, he also realized that Ye Qingzhou was a smart guy.

Therefore, he was willing to take Ye Qingzhou in and ask Ye Qingzhou to help him.

The next day.

Ye Qingzhou carried his backpack and followed Uncle Fu to Weishui City.

Uncle Fu lives in a small village outside Weishui City, about ten miles away from Weishui City.

About half an hour later.

A slightly dilapidated and not too high city appeared in front of Ye Qingzhou.

At the top of the city, the three words "Wei Shui City" are written.

The city walls were weathered and frost, with mottled marks like swords on them.

The people were queuing up to be investigated by the soldiers guarding the city.

However, it is still early now, so there are not many people queuing up.

After waiting for a while, Ye Qingzhou and Uncle Fu entered Weishui City.

Just entered the city.

All kinds of noisy sounds poured into my ears.

The shouts of vendors, the hawking of pawns, and even the sound of pulling guests in the brothels.

Looking around.

Restaurants, teahouses, and gambling houses are lined up one after another.

The vision extends continuously, and you can see birds passing by the city and landing on the banks of the Weishui River outside the city.

Ye Qingzhou took a deep breath and felt that he was going to be overwhelmed by the torrent of this great era.

"Xiaozhou, what's wrong? I'm missing home?" Uncle Fu looked at Ye Qingzhou standing still, and couldn't help but care.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head: "No, it's the first time I've been to such a lively place, I'm a little shocked."

Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Ha, this Weishui City is the largest city in Tianhe County. There are many fun places inside. I will take you around when you have time."

"Thank you, Uncle Fu." Ye Qingzhou nodded.

After a stick of incense.

The two of them came to the Weishui City Yamen.

"Old Zhang, are you here so early today?" The yamen runner who was guarding the gate greeted him.

Uncle Fu's name is Zhang Jingfu, and familiar people like to call him Lao Zhangtou.

Uncle Fu smiled and said, "Yes, take my distant nephew to re-issue his identity."

Because Ye Qingzhou escaped, he had to apply for a new household registration.

In this world, there is not too strict control over identity.

As long as you are not on the government's wanted list, you can reissue your identity.

certainly.

To re-issue a certain status, people with a certain status must be protected.

Otherwise, you can only continue to be a black account.

Ye Qingzhou followed Uncle Fu through the front yard and soon arrived at the lobby.

There is a row of killing sticks on both sides of the lobby, and a plaque is hung in the middle, with the words "The mirror is hanging high".

now.

There was a man with a goatee and a Confucian robe sitting at a work desk in the lobby, handling various documents.

"Minister of Qin County." Uncle Fu walked forward and greeted him.

County Magistrate Qin raised his head and looked at Uncle Fu with a smile: "Old Zhang, here you are here."

Immediately.

He looked at Ye Qingzhou again and said, "Who is this?"

Uncle Fu said, "This is my distant nephew. I want to get a household registration here. Please help me register."

The county magistrate is the right-hand man of the county magistrate.

Mainly helps county magistrates handle government affairs in a county.

He is naturally responsible for household registration.

County Chief Qin smiled and said, "This is easy to say, I really didn't expect that you, Old Zhang, have such a handsome nephew."

After Ye Qingzhou practiced, his skin also became rosy and shiny.

Today I changed into clean robes, and I really looked heroic.

This also made Ye Qingzhou feel full of immersion.

After all, he was called military grass in his previous life.

After Qin County Magistrate found the household registration book, asked Ye Qingzhou several questions, he registered him in the book.
To be continued...