Liao Chengfeng's tone was cold, and it could be heard that he seemed to have some complaints about Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng had already sat up from the recliner, and the smile on his face faded, and he said with a serious expression: "Master Liao, the subordinates of the Commander's Yamen are reading the official newspaper over and over again every day, and they have new insights every time. I have a vague feeling that the above are serious this time.
My subordinates know that this kind of thing is not suitable for a top-down approach, so since the establishment of the Black Flag Camp, I have given great autonomy to the lower front lines, hoping that there will be an opportunity to break the situation. As a result, luck was good. The Black Flag Battalion in Licheng within the jurisdiction had repeatedly made achievements, and it happened to be consistent with the wind direction above. The subordinates were able to stand on the cusp of the storm.
Now that the wind above is getting stronger and stronger, my subordinates thought it would be better to make an early choice. In order not to die a useless death in the future, there is nothing wrong with risking one's life this time. "
After Jiang Cheng's words fell, the originally relaxing atmosphere in the greenhouse instantly became a bit chilly. This kind of tone and words can be regarded as "theory" with Liao Chengfeng.
Liao Chengfeng stared at Jiang Cheng, who had a low eyebrow. He didn't say anything, just looked at him. After a long time, he sighed and lay down on the chair again and closed his eyes. Then Lianxiang beside him quickly trembled [567 Chinese]. He massaged his forehead, but he didn't know that except for Liao Chengfeng, everyone in the greenhouse, including Jiang Cheng, had a layer of sweat on their foreheads.
"Our Xuanqing Guards may sound majestic, but in fact you all know how much we suffer. Who of us who climbed to where we are now did not climb out of a pile of bones with a narrow escape from death? Now that the direction of the wind is heading towards chaos, who of us is not wisely protecting ourselves for fear of being harmed? You'd better take the initiative to hold the handle of the knife and hand it to the superior.
Hey, you were really reckless this time. "
Although Liao Chengfeng was still expressing his dissatisfaction, his tone was no longer as cold as before, and the inexplicable intimidation on his body had also dissipated.
"Hey, Mr. Liao, aren't you still helping to hold it back? Besides, even if we hand over the handle of the knife, the blade of the knife is not aimed at us. No matter how many people die, they will not die. Let’s get on top.”
"What if...the higher ups lose? Have you thought about the consequences?"
Jiang Cheng smiled heartily, shook his head and said: "I am a grassroots person who has been gambling all the way. I have never lost, so I never think about what will happen if I lose."
"That's all. You are the one on my line and I can't get rid of you. Now that the matter has come to this, you can do what you want. If there is any pressure, you can push it on me. But I can warn you, since Once you make a choice, you can’t give up halfway, otherwise..."
"Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates have always accepted death and will never do such dirty things."
"Well, that's for the best."
Late at night, Liao Chengfeng and the others did not choose to stay overnight. Instead, they returned to the imperial city in a carriage overnight, as if they did not dare to stay outside for too long.
As soon as the three bosses left, Shen Hao clearly felt that Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and even the movement of leaning on the chair became a little more natural.
"Go and get some more filling food, and two more jars of wine. No fruit wine, but something strong."
After returning from seeing people off, Jiang Cheng immediately greeted people to get some supper. Neither he nor Shen Hao had enough to eat or drink at the previous dinner.
Lianxiang didn't leave either, she was still waiting at the side with smiling eyes as if she was already familiar with Jiang Cheng's tricks. She also ordered a small bowl of clear soup noodles with a smile, saying that she was watching Shen Hao and Jiang Cheng. It was delicious and she wanted to have some late night snacks.
"Okay, now we can finally eat and drink freely. Come on, Shen Hao, let's go together!"
"Okay sir."
This time, instead of using a thin cup, Jiang Cheng’s favorite horn cup was used, and the two drank in one gulp. A mouthful of half a catty is nothing to Jiang Cheng and Shen Hao.
A bowl of noodles and two pounds of braised pig's trotters per person is enough.
Walking outside the greenhouse, the night breeze was blowing. None of the singers in the flower boat were too smart to follow. Jiang Cheng and Shen Hao were the only two people on the bow of the boat.
"You should have heard of Liao Chengfeng. He is one of the four major envoys in the Xuanqing Guards in the Imperial City. The Xuanqing Guards are in charge of the affairs of the entire Jingxi and have the power to supervise the local garrison. It can be said that he has overwhelming power. He I also came from a military background, but unlike me, I am a casual cultivator who is self-enlightened. He has a foothold, and his master is a Royal Golden Sword cultivator...
I mentioned the Wen family before, and you should know that I was talking about the case in your hands. Tell me what you are thinking now. "
Shen Hao had actually been thinking about it in his mind, and now he heard Jiang Cheng ask, so he said: "Sir, Wen Renhai, a son of the Wen family, has indeed violated the law, and it is a serious crime. If all external factors are eliminated, he will be sentenced to three terms." Ten years in prison is no problem at all. Besides, if he offends his subordinates, they must not lock him up in prison."
"Haha. Do you know the details of the Wen family?"
"I asked some people and found out that the Wen family is powerful and is a vassal cultivator of Tianfeng Valley. It also controls a spirit stone mine and has contacts with the Jingbei Army."
"It's not just that. The Wen family is a long-standing vassal cultivator. It has a deep foundation and has intricate relationships within the country. Not only is it very close to the Jingbei Army, but there are also all kinds of interactions at the local level that are bottomless. There are also many people in the court to help them deal with troubles."
"Yes, I heard that the wife of Wen Hong, the head of the Wen family, is the daughter of the right minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs."
"Since you also know the Wen family, do you know why you have been arresting his son for so many days, but you have not received any internal order to release him?"
"Please teach me, sir." Although Shen Hao guessed some reasons, he still bowed down and asked for advice.
"Of course I brought you to this bureau today to teach you. Did you hear what Ambassador Liao Zhen said to me just now when he was drinking tea?"
"heard it."
"He has a word that he said very well, "on the cusp of the storm." Hey, it's not just me who is standing on the cusp of the storm. How about you, Shen Hao? Even Chen Yiyun and Tang Qingyuan are the same.
There are many things that you cannot access. Even for me, the news is relatively lagging because I am far away from the temple. Let me tell you a little bit about it today.
The highest level of our Xuanqing Guard is Pang Ban Da Da, and Da Da is a third-grade official. But above the third rank, there are also the second rank, the second rank, the first rank, and the first rank. Compared with the rank of the three masters in the temple, the titles of Da Daren are actually much worse. But the huge number of people can still look down at the temple and few people dare to provoke them. Do you know why this is? "
"Is it because Xuan Qingwei is directly subordinate to His Majesty, so others dare not provoke him easily?"
"Oh, that's right! The Xuanqing Guard is its own system. It belongs to His Majesty's personal soldiers and is even more like his minions. With the addition of His Majesty's power, a large number of people can straighten their backs and deal with the princes of the DPRK without giving in. But it is precisely because Our unique system and the huge power granted by His Majesty have aroused dissatisfaction from many people, who believe that without supervision, we will easily become too weak and will become a disaster.
The Black Flag Camp was actually established as a last resort amid growing opposition. "
