At noon, His Majesty the Emperor's dragon chariot left the imperial city.
As the axle rolled over Zhengyangmen Street, an undercurrent suddenly surged in the imperial capital.
The ten-foot-wide Zhengyang Street was empty, but on both sides of the street were countless city people kneeling and worshiping.
The common people may never see the emperor leave the city once in their lifetime.
Among the people who were kneeling and worshiping, there were countless people who were secretly winking and passing on the news.
At this moment, if the emperor gives an order to massacre all the people here, it is estimated that hundreds or even thousands of various evildoers can be eradicated.
But this is just a hypothesis, the emperor will not do this.
None of the civil and military officials who followed the emperor's dragon chariot would let the emperor do this.
This time at the Zhengyang Martial Arts Competition, several representatives of the civil servants went to watch the competition.
After all, this time involves their bet with His Majesty the Emperor. Once the bet comes true, some of the civil servants' little thoughts will be satisfied.
Certain plans can be delayed.
They will have more time to prepare and have a greater chance of winning.
Of course, even among civil servants there are factions, each with their own purposes and plans.
Even among the generals, they are divided into several different thoughts, including radical hawks, moderate doves, and a huge number of two-faced and middle-of-the-road neutrals.
A whole team of extremely complex colors followed Long Chu.
There are only two people around the emperor who are qualified to ride horses.
One of them is civil and one is military.
The civil servant was Kong Xiaolian, the chief assistant scholar of the current cabinet.
He was wearing a purple-green embroidered Confucian shirt, and he was dressed in the most slutty style. His face was calm and intimidating, and his pair of sword-shaped eyebrows were rare among civil servants. Although he is over sixty years old, he is still tall and tall, and his movements are very grand.
The military commander is Zhu Guangxiao, Duke of Wu. He is wearing light armor and his horse is also wearing armor. Although it is not the kind of full armor used to kill enemies in battle, it can still fight at any time.
However, anyone who was interested discovered something unusual, that is, in the general group, except for the people from Wu Guogong Zhu Guangxiao's faction, Qin Guogong Tuoba Yunhan and his faction were not here.
It was really strange, and the news was quickly sent out through various channels.
At this time, Emperor Xuyang was in high spirits and the car curtain had been opened.
Because of this dangerous move, almost all of the emperor's bodyguards were mobilized to surround His Majesty the Emperor.
He grasped every angle and direction that might be unfavorable to His Majesty the Emperor.
And these people are all top masters who are above the mid-level Dacheng realm.
On the left side of Long Chu is the trio headed by Chen Xiao. Liu Xin will be very familiar with them if they are here.
And even the configuration of one high-grade and two low-grade ones is only responsible for protecting the emperor in one direction.
It can be seen that with such a lineup configuration, even if the Grandmaster takes action, he will not be able to harm the Emperor at all.
Unlike Emperor Kangyang, Emperor Xuyang had supreme talent in martial arts, but he gave up halfway.
Emperor Xu Yang did not intend to put his limited energy into unnecessary things.
Mi Yusong achieved martial arts achievements on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor.
It's just that when the emperor left the city today, Admiral Dongchang, who always followed His Majesty closely, did not appear today.
Following the dragon chariot were several luxurious carriages decorated with dragons and phoenixes. Among the carriages were the third and second princes who had to go out of the city to watch the battle this time.
The two sat in two cars respectively. The third prince was restless in his heart. In fact, he wanted to ride a horse and show off his riding skills in front of his father.
After being promoted to the Dacheng Realm, his control over riding skills has improved enough to impress his father.
But because of the rules, he had to sit in the carriage, which made him depressed.
The second prince was reading quietly in the carriage, and when the curtains blew up in the wind, his side face was revealed.
Several civil servants on the side would smile sincerely when they saw this scene.
Although the civil servant group was divided into several parties, they unanimously favored the second prince.
As for the eldest prince, he needs to listen to politics in the city. Even if His Majesty the Emperor only leaves the city for half a day, the eldest prince must stay in the city.
This is an iron law of the royal family. At least one person who is qualified to inherit the imperial power must stay in the palace at all times.
He was also considering the lifeblood of the entire Zhengyang Dynasty.
Although starting from the imperial city, it was only an hour away from the military camp where Zhengyang Wubi was located.
But after all, the emperor's motorcade had a complex crew, complicated etiquette, and most of the entourage walked, so this time was extended to more than two hours.
It took almost half an hour just to walk through Zhengyang Street. His Majesty the Emperor seemed to be interested in getting closer to his people.
Let the people see his majestic appearance, so His Majesty the Emperor ordered the people to bow and move freely.
This greatly facilitated the people who came to see the holy face. Countless people were so grateful that just looking at the emperor's face from a distance felt like smoke was rising from his ancestral graves.
Ancestor, I see Your Majesty, I have made a difference!
Mother, I can be saved. I have met His Majesty the Emperor. Let me see if there are any blind people who dare to despise me!
After receiving the news, some people even took carriages from remote places to Zhengyang Street just to see what their emperor looked like.
Of course, this also makes it easier for some people to send messages.
However, Emperor Xuyang didn't care about this, and even deliberately condoned these things.
After the emperor spent half an hour to formally leave the city from Zhengyang Gate, the situation in the imperial capital instantly became treacherous.
The sky above the imperial capital seemed to be shrouded by dark clouds. The thunder snake was accumulating pressure in the heavy lead cloud, and it was not known when the world-destroying thunderbolt would fall.
And in this depressing atmosphere, countless people began to shuttle through the streets like rats.
Gathering from this house to another house.
What they don't know is that all their hidden actions are monitored by the watchtower.
Zhang Jing can finally show off his talents.
His face flushed with excitement, and clerks kept passing on information.
And he was sitting behind the dark poison and conducting a comprehensive analysis.
And just when a scribe brought a stack of information to him, suddenly the man drew a knife and slashed Zhang Jing's neck.
This scribe has been at Nei Qianhu Office for two years and has always been one of Zhang Jing's right-hand assistants.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he suddenly took action.
No one expected it and had no time to react.
The sword's light shone with a cold light.
But the knife is not very fast.
Because Zhang Jing is just a low-level warrior, and this scribe is an ordinary person.
He had been practicing for two full years for this one sure kill.
Therefore, although it has the body of an ordinary person, this sword has the speed and accuracy comparable to that of a Xiaocheng realm warrior.
Moreover, when caught unexpectedly, Zhang Jing's reaction is not even much faster than that of ordinary people.
However, under this blow that the scribe originally thought would be a sure hit, Zhang Jing unexpectedly took a dangerous hit and avoided it by leaning against the blade.
At the same time, he stretched out a hand and grabbed the blade of the knife!
The scribe looked at this scene dumbfounded.
As an ordinary person, he never thought that someone could take a sword with bare hands.
Aren’t the other party’s palms made of flesh? ! !
The scribe had only one thought at this time.
The next moment he heard an extremely cold voice, which jolted him awake.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time. It took you so long to come. I'm exhausted from pretending to be here."
After saying that, the man stood up and hit the scribe directly on the chest with his palm.
The scribe felt that several bones in his chest might have been broken, and a sharp pain suddenly swallowed him up.
At the same time, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
"Take it! Send it to the dungeon for rigorous interrogation.
Be careful not to let him die, just spit out as much as you can make him spit out! "
A voice that was extremely familiar to the scribe came from behind him.
The real Zhang Jing of the Inner Thousand Households Office appeared.
He bowed respectfully to the fake Zhang Jing who had been pretending to be in his position for most of the day.
"Thank you, senior."
The fake Zhang Jing waved his hand.
At the same time, more than a dozen skilled people emerged from the inner thousand households.
They were all strangers that the civil servants at Nei Qian Hu Office had never seen before.
But looking at the clothes they wear, you can tell that they are also members of Jinyiwei.
These people were extremely quick and found their targets quickly.
In a short time, thousands of households were in a state of panic, and countless people were knocked down directly, their hands were cut behind their backs, and they were trapped.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"My lord, you are wronged!"
"grown ups!"
"Sir, why did you take me!"
For a time, there were cries of injustice, but Zhang Jing sneered and said:
"You have been with me for so long, but you still underestimate my writing skills.
Since there is the art of writing documents for big cases, there will also be the art of writing documents for small cases.
If you are able to join my internal Qianhu office and work beside me at the core, won’t I use little paperwork to verify you? "
Zhang Jing sneered.
"You are too naive, I already know your identities.
Putting you next to me is just to catch the big fish in the long run!
But now it's time to close the net.
Your role is gone! "
Soon these people were tied up by this group of powerful Jin Yiwei who suddenly appeared and were taken into the dungeon of Uchisenhusuo.
It is worth mentioning that Zhang Jing is not only good at case analysis, but also has excellent interrogation skills.
Even he himself didn't know about this ability and talent.
It wasn't until he started to interrogate these people who were hiding around him that he began to come into contact with the interrogation method.
Only then did I discover my extraordinary talent in this area.
But this moment is not the time for him to show off this talent.
The first thing he needs to do is to monitor the entire Imperial City.
The people behind the scenes even had so many people around him.
This can only mean that their action this time is an earth-shaking operation.
If he makes a contribution in this operation, Zhang Jing believes that he will create another history.
The Zhang Jing at this time is obviously different from the fake Zhang Jing before.
That is when he was extremely excited, the real Zhang Jing looked calm.
He even took the time to make himself a pot of tea and light a Jingshen incense stick.
Smelling the scent of Jingshen Incense, Zhang Jing suddenly fell into an extremely calm state.
At the same time, something was happening everywhere in the entire Imperial City.
The common people are also wandering around, of course their purpose is the most simple. Those who have seen the emperor's true appearance walk around the streets just to tell others, I have seen the emperor!
As for those officials, most of them walking around the streets at this time have received some good or bad news, or they themselves want to cause something to happen.
But the place where the most people come and go is a place that no one can imagine.
Shangguan Mansion, Emperor Wu Tower.
This small building was Shangguan Ba's residence when he was in the imperial capital. It was inaccessible to others on weekdays, and the cleaning inside was done by Shangguan Ba's second son Shangguan He.
But today it was opened, and all the high-level officials of Emperor Wu City near the imperial capital appeared here.
Everyone who appears in this small building is at least a Dacheng realm warrior.
Now there are at least nearly a hundred people in this small building.
"Xiaohe, the city lord has urgently called us here this time, why?
Is there going to be unrest in the city? "
asked a middle-aged man with a goatee and sharp eyes.
"Uncle Jin, dear uncles and elders, my father had a premonition that something might happen in the imperial capital.
The source of this incident came from the Demonic Sect.
And now that we are the leaders of the world, we naturally have to shoulder our own responsibilities.
We don’t need to interfere in the affairs of the court, but these demonic forces dare to cause trouble under our noses. If we don’t take action, how will our colleagues in the world view us and respect us? "
In Emperor Wu's building, there are seven or eight rows of chairs lined up.
All seats face the seven chairs in front.
The chair at the top is empty. This is Shangguan Ba's seat.
Shangguan He sat at the bottom of the lower head, while the middle-aged man with a goatee sat opposite him.
Each of the other four seats was occupied by a middle-aged man with a different look.
“But last time the White Lotus Sect entered the palace to steal treasures, the city lord ordered us not to make any move.
Why do we need to take action again this time, or all of us? "
The middle-aged man called Uncle Jin by Shangguan He asked. His real name was Jin Qinian and he was a swordsman. His eyes were sharp, even when facing the juniors he was close to, his eyes were still like swords, as if he wanted to peek into Shangguan He's true heart.
Shangguan He said without changing his expression:
"It is my duty in Emperor Wu City to eliminate demons and protect the Tao!"
"But Xiaohe, you are already an official of the imperial court. Shouldn't this matter be decided by Senior Brother Sikong? After all, he is the person in charge of Emperor Wu City in the imperial capital."
Jin Qinian looked to his side, the person at the top.
This man was playing with a string of Buddhist beads with both hands. These were not Buddhist beads used to worship Buddha. This string of beads looked like Buddhist beads, but in fact they were fire marbles.
That is, small artillery shells.
I don’t know when he started to like studying this kind of thing. After other people knew about it, they started to stay away from him.
Who is not afraid of a person who keeps rubbing small cannonballs in his hands?
“Xiaohe’s words are what I meant.
If everyone has objections, then just make decisions according to the decision-making methods of the Eight Laohui. "
Upon hearing this, everyone had their own thoughts in their hearts.
Sikong Zongli's words were equivalent to making it clear that he and Shangguan He were on the same side.
Some people, including Jin Qinian, took a deep look at Shangguan He.
None of Shangguan Ba's sons are fuel-efficient.
Even though he was a civil servant in the imperial court, his second son Shangguan He, who had no spiritual practice, still had a deep interest in Emperor Wu's city.
The other two sons of Shangguan Ba are probably already arranging their own back-ups.
The future ownership of Emperor Wu City is expected to be a big storm.
After all, the current Emperor Wu City is not only the leader of the world, but also involves the court.
The Emperor Wu City built by Shangguan Ba himself will have a long period of growth in the future.
Having such a giant behind you is a huge help, whether you are planning to take the path of the world or the court.
The Eight Laohui that Sikong Zongli mentioned before refers to the Eight Laohui composed of eight highly respected and powerful people.
When the city lord is away, the final decision of the Eight Laohui will be the basis for the decision-making of Emperor Wu City.
The decision-making of the Eight Elders Association is carried out by voting.
A resolution can pass with five or more votes.
There are now a total of six people here who are eligible to vote, which means that Shangguanhe's resolution can be passed with four votes.
Jin Qinian silently observed the situation.
Sikong Zongli and Shangguanhe have already received two votes, and at least three of the remaining four must vote against it.
The old man opposite Sikong Zongli was Shangguanhe's teacher. Although Shangguanhe did not practice martial arts, he was somewhat better than ordinary people.
This person should be on their side.
There were two people left except himself, and the fat man among them was the most opportunistic. He had always been the image of a smiling tiger, but he was probably colluding with Sikong Zongli behind his back.
With such a simple thought, Jin Qinian raised his palms high and said loudly:
"I am in my golden years, the first..."
Everyone looked over, and Shangguan He looked at Jin Qinian with a half-smile.
Jin Qinian said with determination:
"Be the first to agree to Xiaohe's proposal!"
As his words fell, smiles appeared on the faces of the other five people.
"Damn, luckily I'm smart, these five guys have been in the same gang for a long time!"
Jin Qinian said to himself secretly, silently wiping the cold sweat from his forehead as he sat down.
"Since everyone agrees, Uncle Sikong, please start Wuhou's investigation work and find out all the demonic forces in the imperial capital!
Of course, I will also contact Jinyiwei and borrow their power. Wuhou’s workload will be much lighter. "
Sikong Zongli put his hands on his hands and said with a smile: "Xiaohe, this is a good arrangement!"
Everyone agreed.
Half a moment later, all the Dacheng realm warriors filed out of the Martial Emperor Tower. This was an extremely powerful force. Even the two original leaders of the martial arts world, the Holy Sect and the Evil Sect, could hardly produce such a huge force at once.
This group of people poured into the Imperial City, and suddenly there was a bloody storm in the Imperial City.
The White Lotus Sect, Xingxiu Sect, Liangshan and other people lurking in the imperial capital were found by Wu Hou and used thunderous means.
Shangguanhe stood at the top of Emperor Wu Tower, with Sikong Zongli beside him.
"Uncle Sikong, after today, the sky in the imperial capital will change. No matter what, a few of those old guys will also die.
How much do you think my level can be improved? "
Sikong Zongli shook his head. He did not know much about the affairs of the court and could not answer this question.
"At least from the third level!"
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Sikong Zongli (little expert in creation): person in charge of Emperor Wu City
Junior Brother Shangguan Ba: Jin Qinian (Sword Cultivator)
