Yu Zhi met Ye Qinghe in the flower hall. This woman kept coming to Yu Zhi's house, which made Yu Zhi feel bored.
At this moment, Qiu Ruoruo was talking to Ye Qinghe, talking and laughing without knowing what they were talking about. After Yu Zhi walked out of the flower hall, the two stopped talking and looked at Yu Zhi in unison.
Qiu Ruoruo's eyes were filled with anger. No need to guess, Yu Zhi naturally knew that it was to sneak out of Qiu Mansion in the morning. Ye Qinghe looked at Yu Zhi calmly and just said: "I have met Mr. Yu."
"Miss Ye is really persistent." Yu Zhi said in a mocking tone. He was fighting for Ye Qinghuan.
How can there be such a thing as abandoning someone when they are of no use, and being so shameless as to recognize them when they are useful?
Ye Qinghe's expression changed. Thinking of the current situation of the Ye family in Qinggu, Beiliang Prefecture, he regained his calm expression. "Master Yu, Ye Xiao is from the Ye family of Qinggu. I hope that Master Yu will not interfere in our family's internal affairs."
Yu Zhi squinted his eyes and sneered. This disgusting behavior makes people want to vomit out last night's midnight snack. "I don't know who Ye Xiao is. I only know that I rescued a child in a certain river in Beiliang Mansion. His name is Ye Qinghuan."
"Beiliang Mansion, we will go."
Ye Qinghe was overjoyed. They came all the way to ask for Ye Xiao. No, Ye Qinghuan could return to Beiliang Mansion. The eldest grandson of Marquis Shao Wu died in a brothel. This was a good opportunity for Ye Qinghuan to ascend to power.
"However." Yu Zhi changed the topic, "Miss Ye, you should understand that we are not going to Beiliang Mansion for your Qinggu Ye family."
If not, then it’s not.
Ye Qinghe thought that as long as Ye Qinghuan returned to Beiliang Mansion, there would always be a way for him to meet the Ye family of Qinggu and Marquis Shaowu. Blood is thicker than water... Besides, would Shao Wuhou reject the top spot on the Qingyun Trial Rankings appointed by an emperor?
"Okay, you can go back." Yu Zhi gave the order to expel the guests without any courtesy.
Ye Qinghe knew that in Yu Zhi's heart, they were not good people. Now that she got the answer, she stood up and left.
…
The Lantern Festival from the first to the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year is a day of celebration. Both the court officials and the people visited relatives and friends everywhere.
However, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division that protects Kyoto and the Shuntian Mansion that manages the security of Kyoto become busier during such festive seasons.
On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Yu Zhi, who should have been resting in Qiu Mansion, got up early and walked towards the mansion of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. It's not that Yu Zhi wants to be diligent, but he has a diligent boss.
Yu Zhi, who did not want to take up his post but was forced to take up his post, saw the Metropolitan Procuratorate with white walls and black tiles. There were very few pedestrians in front of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and they were walking in a hurry, with a look of avoidance on their faces, as if they were being chased by some wild beast.
The Metropolitan Procuratorate is like an isolated island in the noisy Kyoto. No one wants to set foot on this isolated island because no one has ever come out of it.
The door of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was open, and there were two black-armored guards holding halberds in front of the door. The hundred-refined black armor is a unique attire of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. In addition, only the evil tiger cavalry under King Chu has such a configuration.
Yu Zhi glanced at the door for a few times, only to find it terrifyingly empty and cold. Many officials in the Dachu court walked in and never came out again. Yu Zhi didn't want to be that kind of guy. After all, he had prided himself on being a good boy since he was a child and had never done anything harmful to nature.
He touched the sign on his waist and felt calm. Then he took steps towards the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which looked like a giant beast's bloody mouth.
The guard holding the halberd checked the token, and Yu Zhi stepped over the threshold.
When Yu Zhi saw Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing was reviewing files. There were many files on the side of the table. I wonder if they have not been reviewed yet.
Yu Zhi stood in the hall and saw no one on either side to greet him, so he found a chair and made himself a cup of tea with some tea leaves he found from nowhere.
Whoosh.
puff!
It tastes really bad!
The bitter taste made Yu Zhi couldn't help but spit it out.
Jiang Qing raised his head and glanced up, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened. His eyes fell on the file, and the wool pen in his hand quickly wrote down ink on it.
Seeing this, Yu Zhi calmly picked up the tea cup again and tasted the tea with a faint black halo on his tongue.
Ugh...it's still hard to swallow.
Jiang Qing didn't say anything, and Yu Zhi didn't dare to leave without permission.
…
I don't know how long it took, Yu Zhiyouyou woke up, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. But when he woke up, he saw Jiang Qing carrying him opposite him, staring at him.
This kid actually fell asleep...
Jiang Qing felt helpless, and especially angry.
"Do you know how many high-ranking officials in the imperial court have been in high spirits since they stepped into the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate? You are the only one who fell asleep in front of me."
Yu Zhi looked at Jiang Qing with strange eyes, thinking why this sounded so strange... Someone sleeping in front of me?
"Under the majesty of the Royal Censor, those officials who have made mistakes must be prepared to accept the torture of the Royal Censor and deal with them carefully."
The implication is that I am not a criminal and there is no need to be afraid of you.
Jiang Qing remembered how Yu Zhi was sleeping soundly just now, and his ability became angry. Who in the Inspectorate was not sitting upright and behaved? How could there be such a disrespectful person?
But after listening to what Yu Zhi said just now, I suddenly felt that it was much easier to accept Yu Zhi's behavior just now.
"Do you know why I called you here?"
Yu Zhi shook his head, speechless in his heart, how would I know if you didn't tell me.
Old God Jiang Qing glanced at Yu Zhi on the ground and said: "The peace talks between our court and Lang Ting have ended. You have made great contributions in this matter, and that is why you have been admitted to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."
Yu Zhi knew that these official words were not the point, and waited quietly for Jiang Qing to continue.
Jiang Qing remembered Qiu Jinfeng's instructions yesterday, and continued with some uneasiness in his heart: "You are now the secretary of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and an official in the government. Do you understand the meaning and mission of the existence of the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"
Yu Zhi was stunned, is this a sentimental situation?
Logically speaking, behind words like mission there is hard work. Yu Zhi had never been involved in officialdom, but he was somewhat clear about the details here.
Yu Zhi thought to himself: Could it be that he had offended Mr. Jiang yesterday and would he give me little shoes to wear today? Are these little shoes too fair to wear?
Jiang Qing looked at Yu Zhi who was "at a loss" but actually had thousands of thoughts in his heart, shook his head slightly, and had no choice but to listen to Qiu Jinfeng's words for the time being. "The Metropolitan Procuratorate was established when Da Chu established the dynasty. Its mission is to supervise all officials in the world for Da Chu, maintain stability in the court for His Majesty, make decisions on behalf of the people to redress their grievances, expel foreigners, and protect the family and the country."
"Over the course of a thousand years, Da Chu was either prosperous or glorious, or it was like a edifice that was about to collapse. Although there were difficulties and obstacles, and the cunning Xiaoxiao wanted to overthrow Da Chu, Da Chu was still able to stand firm and become a thousand-year dynasty. The Imperial Procuratorate is in Da Chu. Behind the thousand-year history there are indelible contributions..."
The more Jiang Qing talked, the more excited he became. Yu Zhi could deeply feel that Jiang Qing was proud to be a member of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. However, the more Yu Zhi listened, the more sleepy he became. However, he did not dare to let out the yawn that was muffled in his mouth, for fear of affecting Jiang Qing, who was full of passion at this moment, and ending his official career in just a few days.
"Yu Zhi!"
Jiang Qing suddenly shouted loudly, which was like thunder on a sunny day that made the sleepy Yu Zhi shiver, and suddenly felt "refreshed".
"Sir... Your Majesty..." Yu Zhi thought that Jiang Qing had discovered that he was sleeping secretly, so he quickly stood up and bowed.
Jiang Qing looked solemn and said, "Are you willing to serve the Chu Dynasty until your death?"
You should never hesitate when showing your loyalty.
Yu Zhi said in a firm and firm tone that he had never seen since he was a child: "I will go through fire and water for Da Chu without hesitation!"
Speak with certainty and sincerity.
Yu Zhi was about to throw his head and blood.
Jiang Qing was very satisfied with this half-truth and half-false words, showing a childlike expression.
"In this case, I will give you the first task at the beginning of the new year. I hope you will complete it successfully."
Well, Yu Zhi felt extremely lonely, and the expectation in his heart was indeed fulfilled. This trouble has fallen on him.
"Your Excellency, I am not very experienced in the world, and I am afraid that my lack of ability will ruin the major affairs of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Why don't you ask your Excellency to find an old senior with more seniority, and I will learn from you. First, it will not ruin everything. The second task of the Procuratorate is to train myself and dedicate myself to the Chu Dynasty." Yu Zhi respectfully "rejected".
"Are you rejecting me?"
With a raised eyebrow, Jiang Qing's aura in a high position made Yu Zhi breathless.
Immediately afterwards, a file was thrown into Yu Zhi's hand, and Jiang Qing's voice came to his ears.
"Since I have been the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, I have never failed a mission. I hope you will not disappoint me! Get off!"
...
Yu Zhi walked out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate in a daze, which everyone regarded as an island prison. He looked at the file in his hand and wondered how he could inexplicably follow this thing.
Jiang Qing, who was in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, scratched a few times on the letter paper, sealed the envelope, and immediately asked someone to send it out.
Yu Zhi was speechless. In a few days, he would leave Kyoto for Beiliang Mansion. I originally wanted to take today's opportunity to ask for leave from Jiang Qing, but I got a task in vain.
This task shouldn't be difficult!
I'm just an eighth-grade official, how can I have a life-threatening mission?
Yu Zhi thought so and then opened the file. There is also a black jade tablet wrapped in the white sheepskin file. There are no words on it, but several lines are engraved on it, intertwined into a complex pattern.
Yu Zhi put the black jade token into his arms and read the contents of the file while walking.
"Beiliang Mansion, Shiwan Dashan, several officials who went to Beiliang Mansion were brutally murdered within a year. There was a tip-off that suspected Jianghu Sect Cangshan was responsible. Go to Beiliang to find out the truth and bring the murderer to justice."
A sheepskin file contained only a hundred words of content, and it was so concise and shocking that Yu Zhi suddenly stopped thinking about going to Beiliang Mansion.
Cangshan?
Isn't this the sect that my uncle reminded me not to mess with?
Yu Zhi clearly remembers each of these dangerous forces. Because this is the sect that Li Haomiao mentioned. For Li Haomiao, it may be nothing more than an enemy. But Li Haomiao's only enemy is Yu Zhi's helpless enemy.
Yu Zhi looked at the list at the bottom of the file. The names of three or four people were written in red ink. These three or four people represent officials who went to Beiliang Mansion to take up posts, but unfortunately their bodies were buried in a foreign land, and their deaths were caused by wild beasts.
What a ridiculous cause of death.
Beiliang Mansion borders the northern defense line and is in constant contact with the Prairie Wolf Court. The folk customs are also fierce. Therefore, any official who can be sent to Beiliang Mansion for one term must have some real skills, and at least have a martial arts cultivation level of Armor-Breaking Sixth Grade.
Furthermore, the group going to the appointment was especially guarded by guards. How could there be such a large number of people being eaten by mere wild beasts?
Yu Zhi's face was heavy. The simpler the cause of death, the more Yu Zhi understood that this task was not that simple. Moreover, it already involved Cangshan - the Shiwan Mountain, the leader in the northern realm.
What bad luck!
You really think highly of me!
…
Qiu Jinfeng did not open the envelope until he knew that the letter from the Metropolitan Procuratorate had been delivered. He already knew that the file was in Yu Zhi's hands.
The strong autumn wind writes vigorously and vigorously, while Qiu An waits at the side. There are many famous calligraphers and painters in Kyoto, but only a few are truly famous.
Qiu Jinfeng liked pen and ink in his later years. Without the elegance of landscapes, he could only learn to write. When Mrs. Qiu learned calligraphy, she hired a very good calligrapher, so Qiu Jinfeng also learned good calligraphy.
"Letter from Mr. Jiang."
"Burn it."
"Master Xiao Yu, he looks very distressed." Qiu An still smiled so kindly and gently.
"Of course he has to worry. He wants to go to Beiliang Mansion and is serving in Kyoto, so I will give him a chance to go to Beiliang. This is not an easy thing. There are evil tigers behind him and ferocious wolves in front of him." Qiu Jinfeng said easily, his eyes bright. When he learned that Yu Zhi was going to Beiliang Mansion, he had already arranged everything for Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhi knew that things were not easy, and Qiu Jinfeng only needed to speak easy words.
Qiu An worriedly said: "But the other party is Cangshan. I heard that the contemporary master of Cangshan is already at the level of a half-step master, and... he is very protective of his shortcomings."
Qiu Jinfeng put down his writing brush, and the ink on the desk showed four big Chinese characters - The world is in your hand. If these four words were seen by anyone who was interested, they would definitely think that Qiu Jinfeng had the intention of treason.
After all, these four words are so imaginative.
"Half-step Grandmaster...not yet a Grandmaster." Qiu Jinfeng's martial arts cultivation is far from the Grandmaster realm, and his yearning for the Grandmaster realm is just a yearning.
"Are you worried that Yu Zhi can't handle it?"
"Yes. Young Master Yu is just a child. Plus Young Master Ye, to Cangshan, it's just a fly that shakes a tree."
"Yu Zhi has one person by his side, which can keep him safe. Besides, there are so many people watching behind him, isn't he still safe?"
Jiang Qing was worried that the young boy would go to Beiliang Mansion and frighten the enemy, causing the mission to fail. Qiu'an was worried that Yu Zhi and others would die in Shiwandashan in Beiliang Mansion.
Only Qiu Jinfeng has confidence in Yu Zhi. Of course, his confidence does not come from Yu Zhi.
"In recent years, the sects in the Shiwan Mountains of Beiliang Prefecture are ready to move. The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so there is no way to verify some things done secretly. This does not mean that there are no such things. Nineteen years have made them forget those who were killed by Beiliang The sect that was trampled by the iron cavalry also forgot the desolation of hundreds of thousands of mountains." Qiu Jinfeng still remembers the scene nineteen years ago when the sect leaders presented their leader's tokens and sect's treasures, waiting for the imperial court to abdicate.
Hundreds of thousands of mountains are all kowtowing, but the heaven and earth will not kneel to the outstanding people.
It seems that this situation only happened once.
In addition to being cruel, Qiu Jinfeng's words also contained a hint of regret. After all, that person is deceased. The glory of Beiliang Mansion also came to an end briefly, and it became mediocre now.
"These days, you are optimistic about Ruoruo. Beiliang Mansion is too far away, Ruoruo cannot go."
Qiu Anxiang's peaceful expression suddenly returned to normal. He understood what Qiu Jinfeng meant. If Qiu Ruoruo couldn't go, could it be because the mountains were high and the road was far?
"yes."
"Put the calligraphy away and send it to the palace."
…
boom!
Yu Zhi seemed to have hit a wall and staggered back a few steps.
pain!
Yu Zhi covered his head. He was thinking so seriously just now that he forgot to look at the road and bumped into someone else's carriage.
"Sorry, sorry." Yu Zhi apologized quickly. Although it hurts, you are asking for trouble.
What bad luck.
"Didn't you look at your eyes, little bastard? Do you know whose carriage you hit?" The coachman's sharp voice pierced Yu Zhi's ears.
Yu Zhi looked up and saw a black flag embroidered with a tiger. It looked familiar... Yu Zhi was stunned for a while before he remembered that this was the royal flag of the current King of Chu.
The carriage of Prince Chu's Mansion...
Seeing Yu Zhi's shabby clothes and stunned look, the driver felt even more that this was a guy who could be bullied. In his eyes, there are two types of people in Kyoto, those who can be bullied and those who want to hide away.
"You bastard, haven't you wiped the place where you hit me?"
As he spoke, the coachman looked arrogant, raised his whip and whipped Yu Zhi in the face. This has always been his habit, to bully people who can be bullied.
Because most of the people in Kyoto are people he can't afford to bully.
The driver felt that he was lucky today because someone bumped into him. As a rickshaw driver, he has always been arrogant and domineering. Everyone also stayed away when they saw him, because the Chu Palace was unique in Kyoto.
Yu Zhi felt that his luck was very bad, but he would bow to the Buddha statues in the temple and usually do more good deeds. How could he remember such ideas in the new year only a few days ago?
Seeing the whip hitting Yu Zhi's face, the driver's grin became even more ferocious. This domineering look was learned from the young master of Prince Chu's Mansion.
Yu Zhi dodged sideways and the whip missed, leaving a deep whip mark on the ground.
If this whip hits his face... Yu Zhi will become even more angry. Her appearance is no longer comparable to that of Ye Qinghuan. If she adds a scar, wouldn't she be inferior to white jade?
Thinking of this, Yu Zhi's plain eyes revealed a fierce light.
He is also a man with a temper.
After being aggrieved in front of Jiang Qing for a long time, this guy just arrived.
Yu Zhi put the sheepskin file into his arms, rubbed his hands, and stared at the coachman.
"You...what do you want to do?"
When has the little coachman ever seen anyone dare to resist? Usually when he bullies other coachmen and horsemen, the other party would just swallow his anger. Now how dare a guy who looks like a shabby scholar dare to fight back?
"Are you the coachman of Prince Chu's Mansion?"
The driver sneered and said, "You know better than to get out of here? My master won't spare you."
Yu Zhi also sneered, his sneer was colder than that of the coachman.
boom!
The huge fist hit the driver's face like a stone thrown from a distance, followed by one punch after another.
In the streets and alleys next to Baiweiju, there were only sounds of crying and begging for mercy.
"My name is Bai Yu, the son of the Minister of Hubu. If you have the ability, please ask Xiang Jinghao to come to the Shangshu of Hubu to seek revenge on me."
