However, many people still believe it.
I believe that the selfless and perceptive Bao Zheng and Bao Qing really came to life!
"Master Qingtian is alive! He is alive! The corrupt official in the Wang Prefecture is so good at killing! And his son is also dead! Even this Huang Zhang deserves to die!"
Almost every household in Luzhou Fucheng cheered and was extremely happy.
On the other hand, the officials in Luzhou's capital city couldn't sit still at all.
They were terrified.
They knew all about the bad things they did.
Those one after another are serious crimes that deserve death!
And in the next three days.
Another dead official appeared in the capital of Luzhou.
The head was still cut off directly by a sharp weapon.
It was not just officials in Luzhou who were killed.
Even in the Luzhou area, officials of different sizes and ranks died one after another.
Luzhou Tongjuan!
Luzhou knows the state!
Luzhou County Magistrate!
…
Many local officials in Luzhou, die!
All die!
The death toll reached dozens.
It was a complete clean-up of the Luzhou officialdom!
Moreover, the deaths of these officials were all orchestrated by Bao Zheng.
Examine the eucalyptus in the Yamen.
Without exception, these officials are all ambitious people who take advantage of their power to bully others, commit evil acts, and embezzle national wealth.
And when punishing these officials.
There were also countless Luzhou people watching outside the Yamen.
At first, the people of Luzhou thought they were having a dream.
I dreamed of being outside the yamen, watching the trial.
Can bear fruit.
When you wake up.
The people of Luzhou were also clearly aware of this.
It was more than just a dream!
Those officials who were executed by the tiger-headed guillotine were all dead.
Especially when they saw Bao Qingtian in the Yamen!
"Gong Bao is alive! Gong Bao is alive!"
In this way, the people are completely immersed in joy.
But this time.
Bao Zheng and his party of seven people had left Luzhou silently.
"Sir, I'm afraid there's something wrong with your vigorous and resolute methods in Luzhou!"
Having just left the capital city of Luzhou, the chief bookkeeper Gongsun Ce couldn't help but have a look of worry on his face.
Although the officials killed by Bao Zheng were all guilty, Bao Zheng killed almost all the officials in Luzhou. Who will govern Luzhou in the future?
"Mr. Gongsun, you and I can be resurrected because we bear the heavy responsibility given by the sky. The sky wants me to kill those who deserve to be killed, so how can I go against the will of the sky?"
Bao Qingtian, who was walking on the spacious path, gently stroked the black beard on his chin, and his eyes gradually narrowed, "Didn't Mr. Gongsun notice any changes in Luzhou City in just three days?"
Bao Zheng asked.
Gongsun Ce fell into brief contemplation.
Suddenly, a bright light burst out in his eyes, "Sir, could it be that those who committed small crimes have surrendered themselves? Moreover, your Excellency has given Luzhou a bright future!"
Say it.
Gongsun Ce also looked at the clear sky in Luzhou Fucheng.
It turned out that under the clear sky, he could see a piece of filthy air.
These filthiness are also full of greed, desire, ambition, etc., and can even see the resentment of countless people.
But now.
But they are all gone, they are all gone.
"Not bad."
Bao Zheng nodded repeatedly.
Ye Xiao, who was watching the real-time video, was also sighing. Bao Zheng's methods are really iron-blooded.
In the officialdom of Luzhou, people were killed and heads were rolling in three days.
I don’t know how much repercussions this matter will cause?
later.
The world was shocked.
Countless officials have already heard the news from Luzhou.
At first, these officials thought it was false news.
But the result is.
After over and over again, and then again.
They were completely stunned.
Among them, Bianjing, the capital of the Song Dynasty, had the strongest storm!
Many high-ranking people in Bianjing City were completely confused.
Bao Zheng!
This old guy who has been dead for more than thirty years is actually resurrected!
Moreover, as soon as he was resurrected, he killed many Luzhou officials!
Presumptuous, too presumptuous!
But there are still some officials who don't believe that all this is true, and feel that there might be something fishy in it.
The Song Dynasty, Bianjing City.
It was a magnificent mansion. Although it was late at night, the lights inside the mansion were brightly lit.
In the hall.
Two figures can be seen.
One person is Wang Zao, the father of Queen Wang and the head of the dynasty.
The other person had his legs crossed, clearly looking like a dandy. He was Wang Zhong, the son of Wang Zao.
"Dad, what's the point of looking for a child so late at night?"
Wang Zhong looked impatient.
Now, he still wants to visit the brothels in Bianjing City.
Those little ladies in the brothel are really more beautiful than the last.
"Why are you thinking about going to those hook-and-mortar houses again?"
Wang Zao's mature face did not put on a good expression at this moment.
Moreover, his eyes were fixed on Wang Zhong.
Wang Zhong, his youngest son, was really a prodigal and idle. He had nothing to do all day long.
"Father, you understand me best."
Wang Zhongzhong admitted it openly.
"you!"
Suddenly, Wang Zao was so angry that he was out of breath, and his face turned even darker.
"Didn't my son hear about a recent major event that shocked the government and the public?"
When Wang Zao said this, Wang Zhong was completely confused.
"Dad, what's the big deal? Does this big deal have something to do with the child?"
Wang Zhong had a confused look on his face.
"Bao Zheng is alive, that Bao Qingtian is alive! And you, you always do things like bullying men and dominating women, and you do many bad things for evil. When dad was the governor of Texas, you didn't know Condensed. Now, even after entering Bianjing City, he is still the same as before, and he has even intensified his efforts to rob civilian girls..."
Wang Zao's face was as gloomy as water, and he recounted Wang Zhong's crimes.
He really had a headache for the little son in front of him.
It's all his fault for doting on his son too much.
If not, how could Wang Zhong be like this?
"Pfft!"
Wang Zao's words made Wang Zhong laugh out loud.
"Dad, my child has also heard about this. It's just a rumor, it can't be taken seriously! Bao Zheng is a dead man who has been dead for more than thirty years. Are you afraid of this, dad? It's necessary to be afraid of Bao Zheng! Don't do it! Forgot, my sister is the queen! Back then, my sister was carried into Prince Duan's Mansion on a sedan chair with eight carriages! Now, with my sister protecting us, our Wang family will have nothing to worry about!"
Wang Zhong waved his hand, feeling that his father was really making a fuss out of a molehill.
It's obviously a small matter, but it has to be treated so seriously.
Is that so?
He said this.
Wang Zao's mood inevitably became a little complicated.
His Wang family is not a top wealthy family.
In this worldly family, it has no weight.
Therefore, it is impossible for his daughter to become the queen of the Song Dynasty.
I don’t know.
His daughter became the concubine of King Zhao Ji of Rui.
This King Rui was actually in an extraordinary situation.
He actually became the official family of this great Song Dynasty.
In this way, his daughter has the position of queen.
Thinking about it, Wang Zao felt that everything seemed like a dream.
"It's very possible that Bao Zheng is really alive. Zhong'er, I'm afraid you don't know that the world has changed! It has changed!"
Wang Zao let out a long sigh, as if he thought of something worrying, and his expression gradually became extremely solemn.
"What has changed in the world?"
Wang Zhong still looked puzzled.
Wang Zao also signaled Wang Zhong to follow his footsteps.
The two of them appeared in the backyard of the mansion casually.
As soon as he arrived at the backyard, Wang Zao's eyes fell on a huge rock in front of him.
"My son, can you lift this boulder?"
Wang Zao said.
"Dad, the huge boulder in front of me weighs hundreds of kilograms at least. How can a child lift it?"
Wang Zhongzuo gave his father a roll of his eyes, thinking that his father might have become crazy now that he was the head of the country?
Are you crazy about winning or losing?
He just thought about these words in his heart, but he didn't dare to say them out.
The scene that followed left Wang Zhong stunned and stunned.
I saw Wang Zao's arms falling around the boulder in front of him, as if he was going to pick up the boulder.
result.
He shouted loudly and used his arms to pick up the boulder easily.
"This is impossible!"
Wang Zhong's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
This world has really changed!
What a change!
His father didn't have this kind of power before!
If so.
Bao Zheng is really alive.
His life is in danger!
moment.
Wang Zhong's face turned ashen.
"No, no, I won't die, I won't die."
He muttered to himself.
Similar scenes were staged in the homes of officials one after another in Bianjing City.
These officials all realized that the world has changed!
changed!
They have become younger, stronger, and can even see some strange scenes occasionally.
at the same time.
In the quiet night of Ruzhou City, there is a medium-sized official residence.
With slightly gray hair and a fair face, Bao Shou, who is over forty years old, is still doing official work in the study, handling various affairs in Ruzhou.
He served as the judge for Ruzhou and wanted the people of Ruzhou to live a good life and at least have enough to eat.
"rustle!"
He flipped through the documents in his hand one after another. Under the light of the candle, he looked at them very carefully and seriously.
"stop!"
Suddenly, a stream of light flashed in his field of vision.
When he took a closer look, he was shocked. A figure actually appeared in his study.
This made Bao Shou feel inexplicably frightened.
And when he noticed the appearance of the figure in front of him.
His twins tightened involuntarily.
He even had an incredible expression on his face.
The person in front of me has a dark face, a crescent moon on his forehead, and a slightly fat body.
This face and body shape were very familiar to him.
Isn't it his father Bao Zheng!
How is this possible!
His father Bao Zheng has been dead for more than thirty years.
Could it be that the recent rumors circulating in Luzhou are true? really?
Is his father alive?
"Dad, is that you?"
Bao Shou's tone was uneasy and his mood was complicated. He felt that all this was really too far-fetched.
Can the dead be resurrected?
Bao Zheng smiled and said nothing to his question.
All of a sudden.
Bao Shou felt a little uneasy.
At this time, Bao Zheng spoke.
"Bao Shou, you are good. This Ruzhou is managed in an orderly manner by you."
"You really haven't forgotten the family motto I wrote down!"
"Those who will be officials in future generations, and those who have committed the crime of embezzling property and have been dismissed from their posts, will not be allowed to be returned to their hometowns. They will not be allowed to be buried in their ancestors' graves after they die. If you do not obey my will, you will not be my descendants. Descendants!”
Bao Shou was listening to these words one after another.
really.
The person in front of him is his father Bao Zheng.
Really come alive!
Really come alive!
"Continue to be an official and remember that the world has changed!"
Bao Zheng dropped this sentence again and left directly.
"Whoosh!"
Bao Zheng was like a black stream of light, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"My child will keep father's teachings in mind."
Bao Shou quickly said that although what was happening before him was bizarre, he firmly believed that his father Bao Zheng was definitely alive.
The world has really changed!
He is not a dull person, and he can feel that his own physique is getting better day by day.
Then he said that before, he had white hair, but now.
Most of this white hair has turned into black hair.
Soon, he also felt a little regretful.
His father comes and goes in a hurry.
After saying a few words, he left.
However, after he took a deep breath, he calmed down.
This is his father's temperament.
Be decisive and decisive in your actions!
"Da da!"
At this time, a rustling footsteps suddenly sounded.
Soon a figure appeared.
She was in her thirties and dressed simply.
The person who came was the youngest daughter of former Prime Minister Wen Yanbo, who was born in the Wen family.
"Master, I heard the noise just now. Is there a guest in our house?"
Wen showed a calm side and blinked her eyes. She was a little surprised. Is that guest coming to this house?
Hearing what his wife Wen said, Bao Shou had a strange expression.
"Madam, my father is here to visit me. However, he left in a hurry after watching for a while."
Bao Shou explained.
"ah!"
Wen's face was full of shock, and her mouth was wide.
Bao Shou could only explain patiently.
But Wen still thought this was too unbelievable, and even thought that Bao Shou might have been a ghost.
It's outside Ruzhou Prefecture.
Bao Zheng and his group walked slowly, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery under the moonlight, but also seemed a little aimless.
"Sir, I am so happy that my son is still alive."
Gongsun Ce said with a smile.
Zhan Zhao and others did not speak, but they also smiled and were obviously happy for Bao Zheng.
"Being an official is difficult, but being an upright official is even harder."
Bao Zheng said pointedly.
However, he quickly changed the topic.
"Mr. Gongsun, where do you think we should go now?"
"The student understands that you want to enter Bianjing City. However, the time has not yet come."
"Yes! The time has not come yet!"
Bao Zheng sighed and frowned.
"Sir, do you really want to slay the dragon?"
Suddenly, Gongsun Ce asked another shocking question.
Bao Zheng smiled meaningfully and did not answer.
On the other hand, Ye Xiao, who was watching the real-time video footage, also had an expression of astonishment on his face.
"What does slaying the dragon mean? Is it possible that Bao Zheng would also kill Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Song Dynasty? Is this impossible?"
[Real-time video playback ends]
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
