Family Immortality: I ascend to immortality through my offspring

It was the day to pay taxes.

Chen Jingan took out the 400 kilograms of spiritual rice he had saved and exchanged it for four spiritual stones in the clan.

And his spiritual rice would be handed in as part of the tax.

Uncle Chen took him to the county magistrate's mansion.

The heads of the other three immortal clans also arrived early with the taxes.

Chen Jingan also saw a few familiar faces, who, like him, followed their elders to see the world.

The door of the county magistrate's mansion was always open.

Master Hu and several guards of the county magistrate's mansion were guarding outside.

They didn't say how to deal with it, but the result was that the four heads were left here.

You don't need to think about it.

This was definitely what County Magistrate Zhu meant.

In normal times, everyone could just turn their backs on him and not take County Magistrate Zhu seriously.

But now the people from the Immortal Tax Department are still there.

They are a violent agency in Daqian that is as famous as the Demon Suppression Department. Considering the importance of taxes, their status is even higher than that of the Demon Suppression Department.

The people from the Immortal Tax Department come every three years. In addition to collecting taxes from the immortals, they also have the custom of supporting the county magistrate.

During this period, the county magistrate can temporarily ride on the heads of the immortals, making it impossible for people to do anything.

They stood there for half an hour.

County Magistrate Zhu and another middle-aged man in brocade clothes came out.

The middle-aged man was the tax collector in charge of Qinghe County.

He pretended to have just seen everyone and slapped his head: "Oh, look at my memory! I was so happy talking with Brother Zhu that I forgot the time. Please forgive me!"

The tax collector said forgiveness, but he was too lazy to even pretend.

But the head of the immortals didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only smile and say that he didn't mind.

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister.

Let alone the petty clerk of the Immortal Tax Bureau, even if the Immortal Tax Bureau pulled out a dog, they would have to respectfully call him "Dog Lord" in person!

Otherwise, if the tax collector gets angry, he will give you a "dunk" in person, and even if you suffer a loss, you will have no place to complain.

Chen Jing'an stood beside his second uncle, with a humble look.

His peripheral vision swept forward and noticed that in addition to County Magistrate Zhu and the tax collector, there was also a girl with elegant temperament, who was looking at the door of the County Magistrate's Mansion.

As a frequent visitor to the County Magistrate's Mansion.

Chen Jing'an certainly recognized the identity of this girl. Isn't she the jewel in the crown of County Magistrate Zhu, "Miss Zhu".

He believed that he had only met Miss Zhu a few times.

When Myolie Wu was dealing with Miss Zhu, he was basically dismissed at the first time.

So he thought that Miss Zhu should not recognize him.

However——

The more people fear something, the easier it is to come.

Chen Jing'an soon noticed that Miss Zhu's eyes seemed to be on him, which made him lower his head immediately, not wanting to cause trouble.

Until the eyes disappeared.

Only then did he relax.

Afterwards, the tax collector confirmed the share of spiritual rice or spiritual stones in person, and then received it in a special Qiankun bag.

This tax task was completed.

He turned to look at County Magistrate Zhu, bowed and said: "Brother Zhu is about to be promoted, we have a long way to go."

"Farewell, envious envoy!"

County Magistrate Zhu bowed to the tax collector, who nodded slightly, and then stepped on a cloud-shaped magic weapon to leave, just like the old immortals who "fly on the clouds and mist" in the rumors.

Uncle Chen showed envy and sighed.

"It's so luxurious that they can use mid-grade magic weapons to get around. They really deserve to be the most profitable immortal tax bureau!"

Chen Jing'an drooled when he heard it.

A mid-grade magic weapon, the worst one, costs 80 spirit stones or more.

If you want to find a mid-grade magic weapon that suits your taste, you can't get it without 100 spirit stones.

This is another existence that he can only envy.

At this moment, Chen Jing'an couldn't help but imagine that if he could join the Immortal Tax Bureau, he would definitely earn spirit stones faster than farming.

Even raising horses might not be able to catch up.

Every time when it comes to this, Uncle Chen usually sprays a bubble of horse urine on his nephew's face to prevent him from not recognizing himself.

"The position of the Immortal Tax Bureau is all one carrot, one position, grandfather passed it to father, father passed it to son, since the founding of Daqian, there has been basically no increase or decrease."

"I remember that the last person who got the position of the Immortal Tax Bureau was a casual cultivator who had made great contributions to the royal family. He did not establish the immortal race, so the court compensated him."

Chen Jing'an smacked his lips when he heard this.

This horse urine is too salty.

So it's better not to dream about this kind of dream!

…

The backyard of the county magistrate’s mansion.

The Hu family courtyard.

Myolie Wu sat on the bed, gently stroking her abdomen with her hand, a loving light flashing in her eyes.

But soon, she became resentful again.

Because Chen Lang hadn’t come to see him for almost a month.

So she didn’t have the chance to share this good news with him.

JustAt this time, Myolie Wu's nanny came over in a hurry, looking anxious: "Master, Miss Zhu is here."

Hearing this, Myolie Wu's face changed drastically.

Just as she shrank back into bed, Miss Zhu had already walked in.

It was just a look.

The nanny of the Hu family was driven out.

She walked towards Myolie Wu, her eyes were fixed on her abdomen, and her tone was a little uncertain.

"Is this the seed of the young master of the Chen family?"

Myolie Wu's heart beat fast when she heard this, and she forced a smile.

"Yu'er, what are you talking about?"

Miss Zhu glanced at her best friend, turned around and closed the door, and she no longer had the aggressive look before, but instead had a somewhat blaming expression.

"You are too dirty, and the doctor you invited is not tight-lipped. If this matter gets to Dad's ears, what do you think will happen?"

Myolie Wu's face turned pale when she heard this.

She knew that it was useless to hide it now, so she had to tell the truth.

Miss Zhu knew the whole story, and when she looked at Myolie Wu, her expression was full of regret.

Why did she humiliate herself!

She didn't even have a name, but she was already pregnant.

If she met a heartless man, her life would be ruined.

Myolie Wu knew she was in the wrong, so she didn't dare to refute.

But she never regretted it in her heart.

Because compared to others, at least Chen Jingan really thought about coming forward to protect their Hu family.

This was enough for her to take this gamble.

Miss Zhu couldn't bear to blame her anymore, but suddenly she saw Chen Jingan bowing his head in the daytime.

This guy relied on his family background to bully others in Qinghe County.

He seemed to be omnipotent.

But the scene today where the tax collector suppressed all the immortals and made them dare not raise their heads, made Miss Zhu label Chen Jingan as "golden outside, rotten inside" in her heart.

She looked at Myolie Wu and said seriously, "If you abort this fetus, I can plead for you to let Dad take you and Uncle Hu away. After leaving Qinghe County, I will definitely find you a better family."

Myolie Wu shook her head immediately when she heard "abortion".

She was no longer as weak as before, and said seriously, "If this child is gone, I will not live alone."

This almost made Miss Zhu vomit blood.

At the same time, she also gave up her thoughts of secretly attacking.

She pointed at Myolie Wu tremblingly, and was so angry that she even couldn't stand steadily.

Who did she do this for!

Her face darkened and she left in a huff.

"Since you are so determined, I will no longer care about you. You can do whatever you want."

"In another three months, my father will be transferred. By then, you and Uncle Hu will make your own plans."