Li Chenan left MI7 at Shenshi.
When he left the small courtyard, everyone looked at his back, with extremely rich expressions on their faces!
Even Fang Xiaotong yelled at Li Chenan's back:
"You're a fucking devil!"
"He said you are a devil, but actually my subordinates think... that you are more like the Lord of Hell than Lord Changsun."
Li Chenan glanced at Wang Zheng Jinzhong, "Are you hurting me or praising me?"
Wang Zheng Jinzhong chuckled, "Of course it's a boast. In our Palace of Hell, Lord Hell is of course the most respected one!"
"My subordinates believe that the seven departments, no, everyone in the entire Imperial City Division will look at you with admiration after knowing what you have just shown!"
Li Chenan raised his eyebrows. Of course, he did this on purpose. If he could get such an effect, it would of course be the best.
There are not many serious scholars in the Imperial City Department.
In the Imperial City Division that Changsun Jinghong has established in the past twenty years, the people he has recruited are not even close to him!
There are desperadoes in the world, ruffians in the market, retired soldiers from the army, etc.
In fact, they are no different from those mixed people in the Fish and Dragon Society, except that they wear the black skin of the Imperial City Division.
But the great thing about Changsun Jinghong is that he integrated these people together and set strict rules for them.
In this way, the people from the Imperial City Division have two more constraints than the people from the Fish and Dragon Society.
These people are now extremely loyal to the Imperial City Secretary and Changsun Jinghong, and to him, the deputy promotion master who descended from the sky... Of course they will appear respectful on the surface, but they may not really accept him in their hearts.
Even if he has the status of a fictitious eldest son of the emperor!
In the minds of these people, he is a scholar after all!
Literary men hold pens and splash ink under the sun.
After all, it's not appropriate to use a knife to do such a bloody thing in such a dark place.
Therefore, what he did to Fang Xiaotong in the courtyard of MI7 received excellent results. The purpose is to change these people's views on his identity as a scholar, and to let them know that a ruthless scholar is far more terrifying than those of them who hold a knife!
Not really a show of authority.
Just let them remember their names!
The two of them walked all the way and came to the crooked neck tree.
Changsun Jinghong was still lying on the rocking chair. At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at Li Chenan, "Are you ready to go back?"
"Well, I won't be coming to the Imperial City Department for the past two days... mainly because I want to take Ruoshui to see the Plum Garden. Of course, I also want to see the grass-covered Supervision Department Yamen."
Changsun Jinghong pondered for a moment and nodded, "Bring the Xuanjia camp from the seventh place."
"No need for the moment. Shiba is by my side. Yunju Biye also has An Zizai, Amu and Wang Zhenghaoxuan. It's enough to have these masters. Bringing too many people is too ostentatious, which is inconvenient."
Changsun Jinghong looked at Wang Zheng Jinzhong, and Wang Zheng Jinzhong said quickly: "Master Xiao Li hasn't had time to go to Xuanjia Camp yet."
"Well, then you go ahead."
Li Chenan said goodbye to Changsun Jinghong, and left the Imperial City Division with Zhou Shiba.
Changsun Jinghong lay down again and asked Wang Zhengjinzhong: "I just looked at his face. Could it be that you didn't let him see blood?"
"Sir, this Mr. Li...is not an ordinary person!"
"Oh...? How do you say this?"
"Of course, my subordinate allowed him to see the blood with his own eyes as per the Lord's wishes, but he didn't vomit or faint, and even his face didn't change!"
Changsun Jinghong opened his eyes again, and his eyes were quite surprised, "You have such courage?"
"Back to my lord, this Mr. Li is probably more courageous than you think!"
"Not only is he brave, Mr. Xiao Li has read a lot. He is indeed not comparable to rough guys like me... Sir, look at this!"
Wang Zheng Jinzhong took out a stack of paper from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Chang Sun Jinghong's hand.
Changsun Jinghong sat up again, took a closer look, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Did you do it?!"
"Jitai, as expected, is related to the water bandits of Shuangjiao Lake..."
He raised his eyes and looked at Wang Zheng Jinzhong, "What do you mean by this, is it Chen An who made Fang Xiaotong speak?"
"Sir, that's right!"
"Did he use the knife himself?"
Wang Zheng Jinzhong shook his head quickly, "Master Xiao Li just moved his mouth!"
"... Come and listen to me!"
"That's right, my subordinate Fang Xiaotong used the knife, but he still didn't even frown."
"My subordinate has already given up. I want to stop the bleeding first and then do the surgery another day."
"At this moment Mr. Xiao Li spoke. He said...send people to catch some mice, catch some ants and get some honey."
Changsun Jinghong was startled, "Mouse, ant, honey?"
"Exactly. At that time, my subordinates didn't know what Master Xiao Li meant, but he was my superior after all, so he sent someone to do it."
"and after?"
"Later, Master Xiao Li said that he would strip Fang Xiaotong naked and throw him into a jar, spread honey on him, and then throw the mice and ants in together."
Changsun Jinghong was stunned, "That's it?"
"That's it...but just like that, that guy Fang Xiaotong only lasted a stick of incense and he was all over again!"
"oh……!"
Changsun Jinghong thought for a moment and figured out why Fang Xiaotong couldn't bear it.
His old face suddenly bloomed like a flower.
"Look at you, I have long said that when it comes to doing evil, no one can catch up with a scholar!"
"I told you to study and study one by one, but you only know how to fight and kill, thinking that having a knife in your hand can solve everything! You... are not even worthy of carrying Chen An's shoes!"
Wang Zhengjinzhong grinned: "That's what your Excellency said!"
"We have a talented poet in the Imperial City Department. Why do we need to wait for a rough guy to study?"
"My lord also said that there are specialties in the arts, and for things like planning, in the future, Mr. Li and you will plan together, and we will be responsible for executing them. Isn't this the best cooperation?"
Changsun Jinghong was speechless for a moment, suddenly finding that Wang Zheng Jinzhong's words were impossible to refute.
He thought about it and realized that this was actually the best.
His eyes fell on the stack of papers again, and he looked at them carefully one by one.
Wang Zheng and Jin Zhong stood aside, because in the past, Lord Changsun would make next arrangements after reading the news.
But after he waited for a moment, what came was another sentence from Changsun Jinghong:
"The collusion between Ji Tai and the water bandits of Shuangjiao Lake... Chen Anquan is responsible for this matter!"
"When Chen An settles down and comes back to the Imperial City Division, you give him all these and let him decide on the next plan."
"In addition, tell Zhou Zheng of Xuanjia Camp that from now on, everyone in Xuanjia Camp must obey Li Chenan's orders to the letter. This is the order of my eldest grandson Jinghong!"
Wang Zhenghaoxuan was shocked. The reason why the seventh branch is stronger than the other six is that there is a unique Xuanjia camp in the seventh branch!
There are only three hundred soldiers in the whole camp.
Wearing black armor, riding a black horse, carrying a silver sword, whatever the blade points at, he is invincible!
This is a master hand-picked and trained by Mr. Changsun!
The oldest is only twenty-five or six, and the youngest is only fifteen or sixteen.
The person with the highest realm is only at the upper level of the second realm, but the person with the lowest realm is also at the lower level of the second realm!
What's most powerful about them is not their martial arts level, but...their momentum that leads them to no return!
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. Changsun did not use the Xuanjia Battalion during the siege of the Yulonghui headquarters.
But now, Mr. Changsun wants to hand Xuanjia Camp into the hands of Mr. Li...
"Sir, won't you take another look?"
"Do you know where the large amount of money spent by Xuanjia Camp comes from?"
"...I don't know."
"It was dug under this tree."
"...I understand!"
