The crimson-smiling face of the Red King appeared in the mirror.
The laughter of the Red King came from outside the door.
Feng Bei looked at the mirror for a moment, and then looked in the direction of the door, dumbfounded.
The next second, the "Red King" in the mirror floated with a layer of faint red light, and the illusory stream of light reconstructed a lifelike human face above the mirror.
"Hey, hey, hey? Can you hear me?"
First there was a sound from outside.
Then the "human face" on the mirror was slow for a moment before speaking.
Zheng Xiu stood outside the door. After he opened his mouth to speak, he also heard the sound coming back from inside.
There are slight differences from time to time.
"There's a little 'delay'."
"Mirror Image" rubbed his chin in annoyance, lowered his head and said to himself: "It's good to have achieved this step."
Feng Bei held the mirror, and Xiao Feng Miao squatted on Feng Bei's head with wide eyes, watching this magical scene. After a while, Feng Bei was amazed by Zheng Xiu's "skills" and asked the mirror image: "How did you do it?"
"This is nothing." Zheng Xiu smiled: "Don't forget who I am in the world of the painting."
Hearing this, Feng Bei's calm eyes became a bit depressed, but there was also nostalgia hidden in them.
Zheng Xiudao: "Gongsun Mo used his ability to create a 'world' that is fake and real. Now I just borrowed some tricks to draw a 'portrait of the human soul' in the mirror."
"Portrait of a Human Soul?"
This word sounds very novel to Fengbei.
Zheng Xiu on the mirror nodded, showing a thoughtful expression: "How to do it specifically is difficult to describe. After all, you are not a 'painter', and it is a small skill that is difficult for non-skilled people to understand. But to put it simply, I have personally experienced Gongsun Mo's experience. During the hundred years since I painted the 'Cannibal Painting', I have gone deep into the art world and understood one thing."
Zheng Xiu paused and continued: "Gongsun Mo did not paint 'them' literally, he wrote 'missing' into the painting."
"miss?"
Feng Bei pondered these two words.
"Yes, missing. Someone told me that missing is an unimaginable 'power'. It can even create a complete 'person' from scratch. I just wrote down part of my 'impression' to achieve the goal." The point of synchronized transmission of thoughts is nothing more.”
After a while, Feng Bei noticed Zheng Xiu's plan and said in surprise: "Are you planning to use this mirror to replace Zhu's raven?"
"As expected of my wife, she has a smart mind."
Anyway, the portrait on the mirror is just a "mirror image". Zheng Xiu praised it shamelessly. Feng Bei blushed slightly, then suppressed a smile and deliberately kept a straight face: "Don't talk too much, but if you want to have a 'mirror' in your hand, Aren’t you going to bleed a lot?”
"It's been a big mouthful a long time ago." Zheng Xiu complained silently in his heart. He had "tampered" with these mirrors last night, but in order not to worry Feng Bei, Zheng Xiu shook his head: "No, just drop a drop." Blood on the mirror."
Feng Bei bit her finger and squeezed out a drop.
The blood smeared on the mirror and was absorbed by the mirror in the blink of an eye.
Feng Bei suddenly felt that he had a vague connection with the crested mirror.
"My 'missing' is the rule, and your blood is the 'medium'. As for the restrictions, haha, I really understood the horror of strangers when I really tried to tinker with the 'Human Soul Portrait'. In the rules and medium of thaumaturgy , restriction' in this reaction chain, the strange thing is like a catalyst for 'breaking the rules', which can amplify this reaction chain and ignore many of the rules and restrictions. Therefore, when it comes to binding everyone, I You don’t need to ‘miss’ everyone, just look at their face and draw them in the mirror.”
[Prisoner] Zheng Xiu didn't understand, but [Painter] Guiwu actually spent hundreds of years painting a cannibal painting with the "help" of Gongsun Mo. He painted the various aspects of the world, hundreds of years of time, joys and sorrows, thereby opening up the passage to the eternal darkness.
After all, it is not completely impossible for Zheng Xiuzhen to recreate that "cannibal painting" now.
Feng Bei nodded when he heard this. Thinking of my own hands, I felt the same way.
This is unreasonable.
After all, alien.
At this time, Xiaofengmiao stared at the two chatting in the air. Whether it was out of interest or jealousy, she suddenly stretched out her furry paw and patted the "mirror".
The mirror is broken.
Zheng Xiu was shocked and angry and pushed open the door. Damn... he was really beaten to pieces by the orange cat. The mirror image turned into dots of light and shadow and dissipated in the room.
After doing this trivial thing, the orange cat twitched his beard, raised the corners of his mouth, and jumped out of the window triumphantly.
"Meow!"
【Rubbish. 】
Feng Bei knew that Zheng Xiu could understand what Orange Cat said, and asked curiously: "What did Xiao Fengmiao say?"
"...it says great drawing."
"I see."
Feng Bei nodded and believed it.
Sooner or later I have to make you look good.
Finally, Feng Bei held the mirror engraved with the phoenix pattern and put it away close to her body, treating it like a treasure.
This was a gift given to her by Zheng Xiu himself. In reality, after ten years of married life, she received a small gift from Zheng Xiu in a real sense.
"What's the point of this mirror?"
"Uh... mobile phone?"
"Hand...chicken?"
Feng Bei stared blankly, remembering the phoenix pattern on her back, her long hair fluttering, and "Ding Wei" turning.
"It's just a joke." Zheng Xiu rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and said with a smile:
"Since that guy calls the crow 'Raven', I can't lose to him in this aspect and shout louder than him."
"It's called...Chang Shie."
After deciding on the "resounding fame" of the mirror, Zheng Xiu hurriedly left Fengbei and returned to the main courtyard.
He secretly stuffed a mirror into the orange cat's imperial den.
A cat's flesh ball was drawn on the back of the mirror, and a note was left with four words: A drop of blood will reveal its owner.
I don’t know what Orange Cat thinks, but Zheng Xiu has his own thoughts when giving gifts to Orange Cat.
"It thought I was trying to please it, but it didn't know that I was trying to tease its fur in different ways."
After giving the gifts, Zheng Xiu was in a happy mood.
The "Chang Shi Hui" experiment was successful, and Zheng Xiuzhen created something similar to a "mobile phone" in this world.
More practical than the "Raven", and does not require the creation of a "Raven Keeper".
Zheng Xiu has been thinking about how Zhu created Ye Weiyang, an organization that spreads all over the world and deals with weird things in the world in twenty years. After thinking about it, Zheng Xiu felt that the most critical point was the "transmission of information."
Talents can be found everywhere. As long as he has money and his fists are strong enough, Zheng Xiu doesn't worry about having no one under him to do things. To reintegrate and create a new organization that can rival Ye Weiyang and spread its tentacles all over the world, it is necessary to have a complete, timely and effective information transmission system.
The "teleportation" of the raven keeper and the ravens all over the world made Zheng Xiu very envious. But it is impossible for Zhu to leave the crow-raising method in Ye Weiyang's secret records. Now Zheng Xiu can only use the "painter" method to find another way.
The ending is very happy. The "weird mobile phone" is born in this world. Although there is a slight delay, Zheng Xiu is already very satisfied.
The first batch of "Chang Shi Hui" only produced thirty samples. Zheng Xiu traveled by carriage and came to Jixiang Workshop in person.
There was still a lively and busy atmosphere in the workshop, and Yan Jiji came to greet him in person, shirtless and holding a small hammer.
Zheng Xiu asked Yan Jiji to place the second and third batch of orders respectively, and took out a white jade vial containing his blood and handed it to Yan Jiji himself.
Before leaving, Yan Jiji suddenly remembered the order from the Ministry of War, so he secretly pulled the prince to a secluded place and informed Zheng Xiu of the matter.
"Siege equipment? Going to war?"
If Yan Jiji hadn't mentioned it, Zheng Xiu would never have thought that the Ministry of War would hand over such a confidential order to Zheng's industry. In the past, when Zheng Xiu made a fortune, he never touched officials, salt, or iron. Firstly, he could easily be used by the court for free, and secondly, if he didn't handle it well, it would easily lead to disaster.
Zheng Xiu did not blame Yan Jiji for accepting the order from the Ministry of War. The orders from above are always unreasonable. No one under the emperor's feet is the ruled class. The Ministry of War dismantled the siege equipment into parts and asked Jixiang Workshop to customize it, which meant "confidentiality". They probably didn't expect that Yan Jiji had a sharp vision and figured out the "siege equipment" through brainstorming.
Yan Jiji made gestures with his hands and described it with words. Zheng Xiu roughly understood that what the Ministry of War wanted to order seemed to be a "siege engine".
"Your Majesty, do we... want to deliver the goods?"
Yan Jiji looked at Zheng Xiu's thoughtful expression, scratched his head, and asked with a simple smile.
After thinking for a moment, Zheng Xiu nodded: "Hand it in! Why don't you hand it in! The Ministry of War handed over the order to Jixiang Workshop for the first time. It is probably inseparable from my becoming the prince. It must be the emperor's order behind it. You can just treat it as an ordinary order. , ensure quality and complete the work on time." After saying that, Zheng Xiu patted Yan Jiji on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Old Yan, that is a golden sign of our Zheng family. We can't break your 'rules' because of these sabotage."
"Besides, no one else has noticed this. If you don't tell me, I won't tell you. Who knows what this thing is? Maybe doing this job for the emperor can help you advance further in your career."
"Hey!" Speaking of the door, Lao Yan waved his hand indifferently, wiped the sweat on his face, shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter what the door is, if he can have a mouth to eat, it can make our Lao Yan The family's craftsmanship will not be lost, and don't make it difficult for the prince, even if you let Lao Yan knock on a Babel Tower, Lao Yan will be happy!"
Zheng Xiu was happy when he heard this. He liked this kind of unpretentious worker who collected money and did things. He immediately took out a stack of banknotes he carried with him from his arms and said, "Add more money!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty! Your Majesty is so generous!"
Yan Jiji happily received the reward.
Even though they were here, Zheng Xiu couldn't care less about one thing or the other, so he scattered a round of silver in the workshop. It was already afternoon when Zheng Xiu left the workshop.
Zheng Xiu has so much money that he doesn't know how to spend it, so just make everyone happy.
Sometimes throwing money is also a kind of happiness.
Who can understand?
Back at Prince Chi's Mansion, Yin Qingqing stood in front of Zheng Xiu's study, waiting quietly.
"My servant Qingqing has met the prince."
She solemnly handed a black token into Zheng Xiu's hand.
Zheng Xiu took it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment. The word "secret" was written on the token.
"The Holy One has learned that the prince has been acting recently, and has specially ordered the slave to hand over the 'secret order' to the prince." Yin Qingqing lowered her head, her eyes were downcast, and her expression could not be seen clearly: "Those who hold the secret order can order the secret department to act."
"anything?"
Zheng Xiu played with the black token and asked with interest.
Yin Qingqing responded expressionlessly: "Yes... except for rebellion."
To put it simply, the emperor knew that Zheng Xiu was very busy with the "Ye Weiyang" matter recently, so he specifically handed over the command of the Secret Service to Zheng Xiu.
But Zheng Xiu knew that in the final analysis, the Secret Service was still the emperor's confidant, like a double-edged sword. However, Zheng Xiu was short of people now, so it was impossible for him to send out all the Brotherhood's assassins, which would be equivalent to emptying the Red Prince's Mansion. The emperor sent the command authority of the Secret Service, which just solved Zheng Xiu's current employment crisis.
Not long after Yin Qingqing sent the token, the three big brothers of the Brotherhood learned about it. They thought about it privately and felt that something was fishy. That night when Zheng Xiu was taking a bath in the dungeon with the "Poisonous Mother's Special Mixture", Qing Shisan sneaked up to Zheng Xiu and expressed his thoughts.
Qing Shisan stood in front of Zheng Xiu and hesitated to speak.
He smoked a cigarette one after another, and the smoke filled the air.
In the barrel, Zheng Xiu opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other in silence for a while. Zheng Xiu suddenly said: "Speaking of which, I still don't know your origins before you changed your name to 'Qing Shisan'."
Qing Shisan smiled hoarsely: "Your Majesty doesn't ask, Qing thinks that Your Majesty is not interested."
Zheng Xiu: "I still remember you lying in front of my house covered in blood."
Qing Shisan grinned with yellow teeth: "Back then, you were still a young master, lonely."
Zheng Xiu: "You knocked on my door."
Qing Shisan closed his eyes: "It was Er Niang who opened the door."
Zheng Xiu: "Er Niang said you were very hungry. I told you that it was freezing cold and asked you to come in and stay for one night. Er Niang was kind-hearted and made you a bowl of ginger soup."
Qing Shisan smiled even more: "I still remember that bowl of ginger soup that was so hot that it choked my throat."
Zheng Xiu recalled the night when he met Qing Shisan: "Later, I asked Er Niang to bring some broken silver to you, but you confiscated it."
Qing Shisan suddenly remembered something and had a strange look on his face: "Actually, my lord, you don't know something. That night Qing was desperate and wanted to break into the house to grab some money and then run away."
Zheng Xiu nodded: "I know."
Qing Shisan was stunned: "My lord, do you know?"
Zheng Xiu: "Nonsense, I'm not stupid. You've even touched a knife with your hand. The blood all over your body shows that you are being hunted by your enemies."
Qing Shisan touched the cigarette rod awkwardly, and then gave Zheng Xiu a thumbs up: "Your Majesty, you have been doing great things since you were young!"
Zheng Xiu: "I was thinking that after you took the money, you wouldn't embarrass us siblings, just stay for one night and then leave."
Qing Shisan recalled the past with emotion: "Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."
"Later, the reckless man had a fight with Qing, and their relationship broke out. He also found a wife. On the day he got married, you gave him a gold basin, and he suddenly became honest."
"Hong Ou and Qing are old acquaintances, and we want to settle down after chatting."
"There are other brothers. Qing told them all day long that the prince has an open heart and can tolerate anyone. They didn't believe it at first, but now they are extremely convinced by the prince."
Shaking his head and puffing out regular-shaped smoke rings, Qing Shisan gradually disappeared into the smoke, and a disembodied voice came out: "Yin Qingqing, Feng Bei, the secret department, that silly bald man, next our Zheng family's big ship On the ship, more and more people took advantage of the situation and boarded the ship.”
Zheng Xiu was almost done soaking, so he walked out of the barrel, took off the bath towel hanging beside him, and wiped his body. A scent of flowers wafted out, Qing Shisan used smoke to fight it, and took a cautious step back.
Seeing Zheng Xiu soaking in the poisonous water as if for fun, Qing Shisan's eyes twitched and he sighed in his heart. The young master back then had unknowingly grown into the indomitable Red King.
He admitted that he was gambling at the time.
Qing Shisan made the right bet.
Zheng Xiu dressed calmly and said, "I know what you are worried about. I am telling you this tonight because I just want to tell you that you should trust those you employ and do not trust those you doubt."
Qing Shisan nodded silently.
"Besides, don't I have you here?" Zheng Xiu walked out of the dungeon. Under the flickering candlelight, the shadows lengthened and fell in Qing Shisan's eyes. Zheng Xiu's voice echoed in the dungeon: "Zheng has you, I can rest assured. What? The monsters and monsters boarded this big ship, and they could only lie down cross-legged. In the days to come, no matter what I do outside or who I deal with, I will remember that there is someone protecting my back garden, and I feel at ease."
"That's right!" Qing Shisan laughed heartily: "Don't worry, Your Highness, we will guard your back garden to the death."
In his mind, Qing Shisan added:
Swear in the name of Sikong Zhuiming.
In a blink of an eye, it was the night we agreed to meet with Ye Weiyang's old team.
The East Campus is located three miles outside the imperial city. It is used for training of the Shenwu Army on weekdays. Tonight, Zheng Xiu asked the emperor for permission and approved it to be used as a temporary office location.
Zheng Xiu went to bed early and woke up in the middle of the night. Qing Shisan drove the car himself and Yin Qingqing sat on one side.
In the carriage, Feng Bei and Zheng Xiu were sitting face to face. Xiao Feng Miao clung to Feng Bei affectionately, and Feng Bei stroked Xiao Feng Miao's hair rhythmically with her ominous hands. Zheng Xiu looked at the little mother cat, and couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy in his heart. He wished he could learn the magic of "transformation" and change places with Xiao Feng Meow.
The sky turned white, the carriage stopped in front of the East Campus, the door was open, and the red tassels standing on the high wall fluttered in the alternation of day and night.
There were whispers inside, and hundreds of people were waiting inside, talking in low voices.
Jiang Gaoyi, wearing an official hat, was waiting aside. When he saw the prince, he quickly stepped forward to greet him: "I pay my respects to the prince."
When he got outside, he called himself "minister" again. He knew the distance well. This is the way to be an official.
"I just sneaked in and took a look..." Jiang Gaoyi leaned over and said a few words in Zheng Xiu's ear.
"really."
Zheng Xiu nodded with a smile, and Qing Shisan smiled happily: "We have work to do. How do we get in, Your Majesty? There are quite a lot of people inside."
"Swagger in and get in the car!"
Several people got on the carriage, Zheng Xiu was in the carriage, the bones and flesh of his right hand were twisted, and a strange thing came out of the cage. Zheng Xiu bit his finger and drew a colorful strip of light with a swipe of his pen.
Yin Qingqing watched in stunned silence as a brilliant rainbow light strangely emerged from the carriage, spread across the sky, and extended twistedly into the east campus.
"drive!"
Qing Shisan's eyes flashed, Zheng Xiu's move was a new trick that he had never seen before. Secretly sighing at the mystery of the master, the carriage was like a rainbow chariot drawn by a couple of gods in the sky, kicking and falling into the east campus under the rainbow light.
There are hundreds of Ye Weiyang's old men gathered in the East Campus. Although they are here, they have different moods. Some people have doubts, some are uneasy, some are dismissive, and some just sit back and watch the joke.
At this moment, in the shimmering sky, a seven-color rainbow light pierced the darkness, and the sound of horse hooves made everyone look to the sky in shock.
The carriage finally landed on the high platform of the East Campus. The expressions of the happy Qing Shisan and the shocked Yin Qingqing were in sharp contrast. But they stepped out of the carriage one after another, and one of them lifted a curtain.
Zheng Xiu, wearing a hat and brocade clothes, walked out of the carriage calmly.
At this time, the rays of light on the horizon were reflected, and the sun was shining slantingly, and dawn was breaking.
The hundreds of Ye Weiyang's old members who were originally a bit noisy, under such an exaggerated appearance, the East Campus was completely silent and eerily quiet.
Everyone turned their attention to the high platform and looked at the newly promoted Red King who was walking at night in brocade clothes.
The Red King who is inferior to one person and superior to tens of thousands of people.
"I, Zheng Xiu, the Red King, under the emperor's decree, command Ye Weiyang's old department and establish a new department to deal with the conspiracy."
Zheng Xiu didn't intend to make a long speech. He opened his mouth with a lightning strike, squinted his eyes and smiled, his voice echoing clearly over the East Campus:
"From today on, there will be no more 'Ye Weiyang' in the world! There will be no more 'Night Lord' in the world!"
"From today on, those who are willing to stay will become members of the new department outside of the six departments!"
"This department, I call it the 'Tokyo Disaster Prevention and Control Bureau'!"
"I, the Red King, will not lead you in the form of superiors and subordinates like the former Night Lord. In public, you call me the 'Red King', but in private, I would rather you call me "The Red King." 'boss'."
"I pay for you to get rid of the harm, detect the traps, find strangers, and recover the traps. This is your job. From today on, I will divide the traps into four levels, 'A, B, C, and D', corresponding to different levels of difficulty. , different difficulties mean different 'rewards'."
"Every time you complete a 'Grade A job', you will receive a reward of ten thousand taels of silver! And so on!"
Everyone was shocked.
"The new 'Changnan Disaster Prevention and Control Bureau' is subdivided into four branches."
"The first is the group of aliens who take action when faced with an undecided situation and are responsible for making the final decision...'Pillar'!"
Feng Bei walked out of the carriage silently, wearing black clothes and tied up hair, wearing black gloves. It's just that the style of this dress is different from before. Zheng Xiu specially asked Yue Yan to make it for her. The back of the black clothes is embroidered with the eye-catching word "phoenix".
There was a lot of discussion below.
"It's the third string!"
"It's Fengbei!"
"That Fengbei!"
"She is indeed here!"
Zheng Xiu pressed down his hands to signal everyone to calm down.
"Today, there are only five members in the 'Zhu' division, namely 'Fengzhu', 'Green Pillar', 'Cat Pillar', 'Flower Pillar', and 'Blind Pillar'. Haha, some of you may have guessed , in the Pillar Branch, there are all strangers like Feng Bei!"
hiss……
They are all aliens!
Some people wonder about this strange name, besides "Fengzhu", who are the other "Pillar" level aliens.
Never heard of it.
After Fengbei stood up, Zheng Xiu continued to introduce the other branches.
"The 'blind pillar' is responsible for the 'remnant' department responsible for logistics."
"'Qingzhu' is in charge, the 'secret' department responsible for inquiring about information."
"Finally, the top priority of the Chang'an Disaster Prevention and Control Bureau is you. All Ye Weiyang's old departments in the past have been temporarily classified into the new branch."
"Ye Weiyang is dead, and the long night will dawn!"
“You are the foundation of everything, you are the ones who break the dawn.”
"Of the four, the most important one, I call you..."
""dawn"! "
