Boom——
In the smoke and dust, the vermilion iron gate of Duanyang Mansion crashed to the ground, and blood bloomed on the ground.
"I'll give you a moment to burn incense. Let Marquis Duanyang come out and see me, otherwise! I don't mind a bloodbath in the Earl's Mansion!" The cold words were accompanied by splashing blood drops, and the falling head instantly appeared in the Earl's Mansion. Swing away.
"You, who are you? How dare you break into Uncle Duan Yang's house in person?"
The disheveled middle-aged man had a sullen expression on his face. When he stepped into the hall, an endless chill rushed straight into the sky!
Rivers of blood flowed and corpses littered the fields.
The dark sword shaped like a crescent moon stood quietly in the center, its blade as clear as autumn water!
A young man in a black and gold gown sat proudly alone in the hall.
The sandalwood is burning slowly and is about to go out!
"Uncle Duanyang, right?"
As the indifferent words rang out, Chen Xiu turned around slightly, stared at the somewhat panicked middle-aged man, and stood up slowly.
锔——
The crescent moon-like long blade fell into his palm, and the extreme coldness completely enveloped the mansion.
"Do you recognize this gold medal?" Chen Xiu slowly raised his hand.
The ancient gold medal engraved with the Seal of the Blue Dragon reflected in Duanyang Bo's eyes, and the simple characters were extremely clear: Shenlin!
"You are the commander-in-chief of the Xuanjing Department! Chen Xiu!
"
Uncle Duanyang trembled and knelt on the ground, with only fear in his eyes.
Now, the old prince has announced to the world that he has given the Xuanjing Division the position of supervising hundreds of officials to suppress rebellion.
You can even rectify the law on the spot!
"You know you're afraid?"
Chen Xiu was slightly possessed, and the full-moon scimitar in his hand that was used to bully Shuang Saixue gently patted Uncle Duanyang's cheek, and said slowly: "It's too late!
"
He raised his hand gently, his words were cold, and he showed a cold smile, "I don't want to listen to a word of your words. Starting from you, I will thoroughly clean the huge Dharma-Suppressing Shenwu Hall. The only thing you can do now is Those who arrive will give me enough gold, silver and jewels.”
“In exchange for the chance of your family’s survival!
"
The middle-aged man was horrified and said a little crazy: "You can't do this. My family, they are innocent."
"I'm tired of hearing this sentence. It's really boring." Chen Xiu looked down at him, his face was extremely cold: "I just want to know whether those girls who died tragically in your hands were also right. You said the same thing."
The middle-aged man Tong Kong trembled and gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Xiu, do you really dare to kill me? After all, I am Duanyang Bo who was personally granted the title by the imperial court."
"Do you know what this is?"
Chen Xiu gently raised his hand, and a ray of light fell on his palm, accompanied by a low dragon's roar.
It was an ancient sword with dragon patterns, as if it were made of gold, and it had a bit of an imperial aura.
"Oh my God, the Emperor's Sword? No, this is an imitation!
Shang Fang’s sword!
"The middle-aged man shouted almost madly, with a hint of despair.
The person in charge of Shang Fang's sword is known as "Behead first and then show off, authorized by the imperial power!"
"
"So, goodbye. I will let your family accompany you on the road to hell." Chen Xiu slowly closed his fingers.
Finally, what caught the eyes of the middle-aged man was the Tathagata Buddha who was almost like the mighty sun!
Katsa——
The sound of broken bones sounded.
The silent corpse fell in a pool of blood!
"Have you seen everything?" Chen Xiu said in a low voice, and when he lifted his fingers lightly, there were drops of blood.
In the flower bed, a man with a roe-headed face and rat-like eyes was rubbing his hands. He was about thirty years old, with a look of panic and uneasiness on his face.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" Chen Xiu said calmly, his eyes calm.
The man spat on the corpse and said in a feigned indignation: "You villain Mo Wenhuan! To be honest, I have long been dissatisfied with the behavior of King Duanyang. He can kill such a young girl. It is simply full of evil. It is just justice. It’s unbearable! It’s really a great pleasure for the adults to behead him today. How can the villain be afraid of the adults?”
snort--
Chen Xiu chuckled, his smile a little playful: "Okay, don't pretend to be me. Now, I'm here for the first time at the Dharma-Suppressing God Martial Hall, and I need to run errands. Are you interested?"
Mo Wenhuan suddenly knelt down on the ground and said with some excitement: "Young man Mo Wenhuan, I have met you. In this life, I will be your master. Long live your Majesty..."
Chen Xiu gently raised his hand and said slowly: "I'll give you a task. Now, there are more than a dozen girls hidden in the cellar of Uncle Duanyang's mansion. You release them. Then, I don't care what method you use. , whether it’s threats or inducements! I hope to hear the news that they are suing Duke Sun, the prince of Mancheng!”
Mo Wenguan's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said tremblingly: "Sir, what are you going to do? There are so many noble families, we can't afford to offend them?"
"Haha, who said I was going to offend them?" Chen Xiu's eyes showed a deep meaning: "I want to make things bigger, the bigger the better, the city will be full of trouble!
"
As he spoke, he gently threw out a heavy package.
"There are twenty taels of gold in it, giving you the capital to do things. Remember, as long as you do well, I will never miss you, whether it is gold or power." Chen Xiu said with deep meaning. .
There was a hint of calculation in his eyes.
In today's Suppressing Law and Shenwu Hall, many aristocratic families must be in a quarrel, like an alliance.
Even though he has some confidence, he also knows that he cannot compete with the alliance of many aristocratic families on his own.
Therefore, he chose to divide it.
In the Sui Dynasty, there was still some legacy from the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the nine-level Zhongzheng system for appointing officials still had some survival. Family members valued reputation and reputation very much!
If the family's reputation is ruined, it will affect more than just reputation.
It will also affect the official career of the family's children, even entering and exiting the official career, and joining the sect!
For example, the Huayue Sword Sect does not care about one's strength, but one's character and the purity of one's wealth!
Although Confucian academies are open to the poor, those who claim to be corrupt will find it difficult to enter.
This is news that only Chen Xiu, a time traveler, can know.
"Even though in this Dharma-Suppressing God and Martial Hall, each family has its dark side. But if someone like this Duanyang Bo is spoken out, no one in the world will be ashamed of it. Even if there is an alliance with selfish interests, no one in the world will be ashamed. I hope to bear such a reputation!" There was something profound in Chen Xiu's eyes.
As for Mo Wenhuan, at first glance, he seems to be a slave and a servant.
But so what?
People like him can make good use of private channels, and can be trusted more than themselves.
Beggars, gamblers, storytellers, peddlers, jugglers, as well as the singers and dancers in the brothel, the running boys, and even all kinds of wanderers in the city.
Like a skynet, this steel city is intertwined!
"The human heart is always complicated and selfish. Now, I just need to wait until things ferment."
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