Lord of the Tricks

Chapter 122 Ascetic Monk, Arrogant and Domineering Commander (8.3k)

Yu Ziqing is in pain now.

He was forced to sort out some theoretical knowledge of writing style.

However, Lao Yang firmly believed in this, and the head of the village regarded it as the truth. People in the village respected him more and more now.

However, he knows the theory of a hammer.

Now that I think about it, and combined with what the Lichang has already done, Yu Ziqing probably remembered something.

He once said that even if it is a pure mortal body without Qi, God, or even body, as long as the foundation of the body is strong enough, it doesn't even need to be as strong as before Erhan started body training.

Then the control of the body and the control of the strength are meticulous, so many things can also be done.

For example, running on the surface of the water, the water does not reach the knees.

Theoretically, as long as the physical body is strong enough, the control over strength and body is meticulous enough.

Then, in theory, in theory, it is not impossible for a body repairer to step on the air and walk in the air.

What is more than 100 catties of weight, stepping on the snow without leaving footprints, that is the foundation.

Embroidering flowers on fragile dead leaves without breaking them is an advanced step.

Then consider that if the physical training has not awakened the flying supernatural power, the maneuverability is a bit poor, and it is not easy to turn in mid-air when encountering flying enemies.

Then give me another cloud and dragon triple wave. In theory, it can change direction quickly in mid-air...

No matter how high-end it is, when it collides, the force is mutual, but the force of the recoil can also be used in a way. If it is shifted again and blasted out, it will not waste any power...

Yu Ziqing stared angrily, and began to write on the paper something that he couldn't even do by himself.

Anyway, it's all theory, write!

I am a keyboard theorist, as long as I am not allowed to do it, let me play it, can I not play it?

In the end, when you think about it, this is not bragging.

To open a topic, someone must first imagine a direction, if it is theoretically feasible, then it will be fine.

Anyway, the person who proposes the general direction basically only needs to control the general direction, and the details are left to others to improve.

If I draw a line, someone can add a million details and draw a dragon, which is very reasonable.

I'm just a weak chicken, and I can't do the theory I put forward, which is also very reasonable.

Later, I will learn from Li Chang. I am a weakling of the younger generation, so it is more reasonable.

Anyway, there are precedents of ascetics who know a lot but don't know how to use it. If there is another similar one in physical training, there is nothing to doubt.

Yu Ziqing grinned, let go of himself, and began to rack his brains to make up.

When he could blow it reasonably, it was almost done. Yu Ziqing quietly left the village, went around to the side of Jinlan Mountain, found a big rock, and began to try to practice.

Stride, make a fist, adjust the strength, let the blood flow through the whole body, assist in controlling the strength, and then punch out.

Half of his arm didn't get into the big rock, and a big hole was blasted out of the rock, and cracks spread out from the big hole as the center.

Yu Ziqing withdrew his arm, stood there thinking for a moment, and sighed secretly.

It's still too far away. To be honest, he still doesn't know the details of Li Chang's punch and what the key trick is.

Technical fluid repair is still a bit too difficult.

Quietly returning to the village, Yu Ziqing cheekily followed behind the chief, wanting to learn from him.

That trick of fighting cattle across the mountain is really suitable for physical training. If you don't learn it, you won't be able to eat well.

"You want to learn from me?" The chief was a little shocked.

"How normal is this, I'm just putting forward a theory, besides, I'm only a mere fourth-level physical training, and I'm only so old, I don't have enough accumulation, and the accumulation of body training is not enough, so it's normal that I can't do it.

Look at those ascetics, each of them knows more than anyone else, but you let them try it out?
Don't they still just understand, but can't do it.

Besides, how many years have you been studying Qi Refining Cultivator?How many strong people are there in refining qi?How much is physical training?
No one has ever studied this aspect of physical training, and it all depends on one's own perception, which is not systematic at all.

The secret method of a qi refining monk can be recorded clearly and plainly, and it is enough to practice according to it.

But Li Chang, you can do it, can you clearly and meticulously record every detail? "

Yu Ziqing was eloquent, and the Li Chief thought about it for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

He himself couldn't explain in detail how to control it, and he couldn't explain the smallest details at all.

Every muscle, every trace of blood in the whole body is dynamic, and every moment must be completely controlled to reach a state of balance, but they can explode together at any time.

Even if it is the simplest Treading Wuhen, the change and control are actually quite complicated.

"Then you should also start with embroidering dead leaves."

Li Chang flickered, disappeared, and returned in the blink of an eye, with a few more leaves in his hand.

He threw away the dead leaves and took out a fresh leaf.

"You should use this one first. I tried it before. It is too difficult to use dead leaves directly. It will shatter in an instant. This one is easier, it is not so easy to break..."

"..."

Yu Ziqing stared at the leaves, and then saw that Li Chang didn't seem to be intentionally retaliating, and thought to himself.

Come, my retribution has finally come!
Yu Ziqing took a breath, thinking of the trick of fighting cattle across the mountain, practice, practice whatever you say.

For the first time, he wanted to learn how Li Chang did, embroidering with his hands turning into afterimages.

But at the first moment, the leaf was chewed by the thread, and the thread was broken into more than a dozen pieces, and the needle in his hand flew out, and I don't know where it flew...

Yu Ziqing kept silent, he built a wooden house in the pagoda tree forest, lived next to it, and had leaves to use at any time.

"Whoosh..."

A thin needle flew tens of feet in an instant, pierced through four or five locust trees, and was nailed to a locust tree behind.

The hungry ghost in the locust tree stuck out its head, looked at it with a bitter face, and quietly got out from behind the tree, walked hundreds of feet away, and knocked on the trunk of a locust tree.

"Wang Wuliu, to discuss something with you, can I stay with you for a while?"

In the locust tree forest, a hungry ghost poked his head out, somewhat puzzled.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't live there for the time being. I'm afraid that the lord will accidentally beat me to death. If you want, we can change places. Didn't you always want my locust tree?"

"This is what you said, you want to change it, so don't blame me." Wang Wuliu got out of the locust tree, and immediately ran to the locust tree near the inner edge.

However, after a while, he came back with a look of horror.

"I think it's actually pretty good for us to live here together..."

The two hungry ghosts got into a locust tree together tacitly.

Within a hundred feet of the place where Yu Ziqing's wooden house was located, there was not a single hungry ghost, and all of them had moved.

In just one day, there are already dozens of fine needles stuck in those pagoda trees.

Those hungry ghosts can't do without moving, don't look at the power of the fine needle, but what if, if Yu Ziqing kills them, they will die too unjustly.

Yu Ziqing persevered. From the second day on, he temporarily put down the embroidered leaves, and began to roll two stone balls on his palms to practice the fine manipulation of his hands.

After just practicing for a day, he realized that although he hadn't made any progress, he could already feel something deeper, the tiny muscles in his hands, the subtle movement of Qi and blood.

At least the method proved to be effective.

After sinking his heart, Yu Ziqing started to practice in a sullen manner. Now he felt that it was not important whether he could be able to fight cattle across the mountain.

The benefits have already begun to appear silently when you start practicing.

Fast forward a month, and Yu Ziqing's first version of the theory of actual combat skills in physical training has been handed in for many days.

He was sitting at the door of the wooden house, and when he continued to practice, he heard a loud bang and looked up into the distance.

I saw Li Chang's figure flying across the air rapidly. At the beginning, there was a crackling sound of air, but at the back, the speed was obviously faster, but the cracking sound was no longer heard.

Seeing that the speed of rushing to the sky weakened a little, Li Chang's figure suddenly twisted in mid-air, turned over in a somersault, and the speed increased sharply again, and continued to rush to the sky.

A bang sounded, and his figure completed a right-angle turn in the high air, and flew to the side.

Yu Ziqing looked at it blankly.

Well, turning theory into reality so quickly...

His eyes were calm and his face was numb. He continued to lower his head and began to embroider.

He has already mastered the basic embroidery skills, knowing where to place the needle, and when the thread passes through, the speed is too fast and the leaves will not be broken.

I also know what angle is most suitable and what rhythm is most suitable.

Although it was a bit slow, it took two hours to embroider half a leaf, and the embroidery was ugly.

At least the way is right, and then I will start to speed up slowly. When I practice like I grow, I don’t need to hold it up. I will throw up the dead leaves with one hand, and the embroidery will be completed in one or two breaths. The dead leaves will fall on the ground. If the ground is not broken, then it will be considered when you are done, and you can proceed to the next step.

I have to say that the innate condition of physical training is indeed good.

With the prerequisite hardware up to standard, only the following software can run.

Yu Ziqing slowly enjoyed it, the feeling that he could feel a little stronger every day was really great.

No wonder there are so many people refining Qi. After they complete their practice every day, they can clearly feel that today's true essence is a little more than yesterday. Could this kind of positive feedback not be effective?

Qingqing took a plate of beef jerky and bit hard. He walked all the way to Yu Ziqing's wooden house, watching Yu Ziqing's embroidery quietly.

After Yu Ziqing finished a practice session, Qing Qing handed over the plate.

"Brother, they said you like beef jerky best."

Yu Ziqing picked up a piece of beef jerky that was as hard as dead wood and crunched it.

After savoring it carefully, the taste of this batch of fake beef jerky is still not quite right.

The hungry ghost cooks have to work harder.

"Go back and tell them that there is less butter and beef offal, and the dried one is still a little bit worse. Although it is not easy to break, it is too hard..."

"Well, okay, I'll go back and tell them."

"How do you feel living here?"

"Very good, the people in the village are also very good, and the head of the village is also very good, but the head of the village seems to like to beat people, brother Erhan was beaten again yesterday, and now he is still lying on the bed, not taking medicine for anything , he said he would lie down and rest for a few days, he will recover too quickly with the medicine given by Grandpa Yang."

Qing Qing bit the fake beef jerky hard while answering Yu Ziqing's question. He had a smile on his brows and eyes, and he obviously liked the life he had now.

It is a simple life and simple happiness that children should have.

Any responsibility, any curse, any pressure, all gone.

Nobody even cared who he was or where he came from.

Everyone regarded him as an ordinary child from the bottom of their hearts.

It's only been a month since he's been here, and he's getting a little fat. Every day whoever sees him will give him something to eat.

And willing to give you food is the way people in the village express their love.

"Well, as long as you like it, did the chief teach you boxing techniques?"

"Yes, Grandpa Li Chang said, I'm still too young to practice, but I must learn boxing to keep myself healthy."

"You're right. It is necessary to maintain a healthy body. As for whether you want to train your body in the future, we can wait until you grow up."

"I will also do body training in the future. There is no one in our village who does not do body training, but I will wait until a long time later."

"Huh? What?" Yu Ziqing was taken aback.

"Brother, have you forgotten? The chief said, you used to say that self-cultivation is something unique to Jinlan Mountain, just like a monk.

But the ones here are not monks, nor are they practicing Taoism. We have to change their name, and they are called cow-horse ascetic monks.

If you can only maintain your body for 200 years before starting to refine your body, and then go to mines to hone your temper and dig for decades or hundreds of years.

Wait until the qi and blood start to decay, and then start body training.

At that time, no matter how poor the talent is, at least it will be the base of the seventh level of body training.

Maybe in 1000 years, there will be more than a dozen ninth-level physical cultivation in our village.

Brother, you are such a genius, the village head said, you are the one who pointed out the beginning of physical training in our village, and the road ahead. "

Yu Ziqing looked at Qingqing's admiring expression, and without explaining, he took out a jade slip and wrote down what he just said.

Just listening to the words "cow and horse ascetic monk", he knew that he was definitely the one who said that.

There is a real case of Li Chang, and Qing Qing firmly believes in it, and now he plans to take this path, which just happens to fulfill his wish of not wanting to practice in a short period of time.

"Hey..." Yu Ziqing sighed with a complicated face, touched Qing Qing's head, and said seriously: "Forget it in the village, but you must remember it when you are with outsiders. Everything in the village has nothing to do with me, I didn't bring them to practice, nor did I give them advice, it's because they are talented, and they have nothing to do with me, you must remember."

"Brother, I understand, I understand." Qing Qing nodded again and again, as if I understand that you don't want to take credit for yourself.

"Okay, you go and play, I'm going to continue practicing..." Yu Ziqing waved his hand feebly, lying down completely, it would be meaningless to explain further.

He was really afraid that he would be hung on the wall of shame in the future, and his reputation would last forever.

Then it was recorded by the largest number of Qi refining monks: Qing Ziyu was the beginning of all these crimes.

Anthracene, that's right, what Qing Ziyu did has nothing to do with Yu Ziqing.

"what……"

Yu Ziqing laughed and continued to practice.

……

Lao Yang opened the metal box, which Yu Ziqing suddenly remembered before, and stuffed it for him, saying that it was given by the former Xiao Aoqing, and it was filled with dragon things.

Opening the box and seeing the magic weapon inside, the old sheep only took a few glances, and he found some scales that recorded the inheritance of the dragon clan.

After remembering all the things recorded in it, he put it back into the box.

Yu Ziqing had never opened it before, and never wanted it from the beginning. If he opened it, he was afraid that if he saw something good, he would be greedy.

It's better not to look at it but to keep it as Qingqing's stuff and keep it for him.

Qing Qing doesn't want to have anything to do with the Dragon Clan now, nor does she want those things, it's just a knot in her heart.

When the knot in his heart is slowly resolved, when he walks another way and sees those things, when he can smile, those bad memories are actually just long-term memories.

At that time, this memory was no longer related to the Dragon Clan, but to Yu Ziqing and the village.

This box is the beginning of witnessing a beautiful memory.

Lao Yang naturally understood what Yu Ziqing meant, so he didn't take it either, and put it back after the record was completed, and sealed it up again.

Greed also depends on the situation and things.

Yu Ziqing would sweep away every drop of the water that was born on the island, which contained huge vitality, but he would not touch anything in the box.

After the old sheep recorded it, he turned into a black dragon in a flash, rubbing those inheritances, secret methods, and supernatural powers inside his scales one by one.

This is the most convenient way for the Dragon Clan to store information, and it can be transferred at any time when you want to use it.

When not in use, this information will be engraved into the bloodline. After the descendant is born, the bloodline will naturally contain many things.

Those things are like young children of the human race, they will cry when they are born, their lungs will expand, and they will instinctively suckle. It's just that the natural instincts of the young dragons of the dragon clan will be much stronger.

With the completion of the recording, it was just time to get started with a few secret methods.

The old sheep suddenly raised his head and glanced to the east.

He felt that someone was using the dragon's unique secret method lament to announce to all the dragons in the world.

Those chants that contain sadness represent that a ninth rank of the Dragon Clan has fallen.

After the old sheep transformed into a dragon body, he could also sense it. He looked at the dragon-shaped ring coiled several times on his paw.

Slowly raised his head and looked towards the east.

On the side of the Dragon Clan, they are so courageous that they dare to admit that the evil dragon is a member of the Dragon Clan.

But after a little induction, the old sheep felt something was wrong.

This secret method can be directly conveyed to the forbidden area of ​​Jinlan Mountain, and it can make him feel...

Not to mention Jinlan Mountain, even in the Three Gods Dynasty further east, there is not a single member of the Dragon Clan, and they are sending messages indiscriminately.

They don't know where the person they want to know is, so they can only do this.

After thinking about it for a while, the old sheep understood.

This is specially to tell Ao Qing.

Tell him that the evil dragon is dead, and the true dragon blood of the dragon family is also dead.

Starting today, everything in the past has nothing to do with you.

The old sheep glanced at the village, but Qingqing didn't respond at all. With the help of Qinglong Xuying, he had made his own choice. Now he has nothing to do with the dragon clan, from bloodlines to spirits. up.

Today's Qing Qing is just a human race, or in other words, just like him, a dragon race that is not a dragon race, Qing Qing is also a human race that is not a human race.

The Dragon Clan did this, it was the deaf performing for the blind.

After thinking about it, Lao Yang didn't tell Qing Qing, he told Yu Ziqing what he sensed, and let Yu Ziqing make a decision.

After all, Yu Ziqing and Qing Qing were closer, and it was easier to talk about it or not.

After Yu Ziqing finished listening, he was silent for a moment.

"Old sheep, tell me, what is the purpose of the Dragon Clan?
When the evil dragon was still there, they ignored it, but now that it is gone, they publicly notified the dragon clan in the world with a mournful song, and continued to recognize the evil dragon as a member of the dragon clan.

Picture what? "

"You're wrong, they don't recognize the evil dragon, but Ao Qing."

The old sheep looked to the east and said in a deep voice.

"You may not understand what the true dragon blood means to the dragon clan.

Probably food, what it means to Jinlan Mountain.

So you understand? "

"understood."

The old sheep had previously triggered the Transformational Thunder Calamity and resisted it with the body of a dragon. They couldn't protect themselves at that time, and they tried their best to survive the disaster.

In the end there might still be something left, something exposed.

Even the Dragon Clan may know that Ao Qing had buried himself several times.

Now they are spreading indiscriminately with the lamentation song, which means that they still recognize Ao Qing and let Ao Qing live well, they have already dealt with the beginning and the end.

From then on, Ao Qing didn't have to carry anything anymore.

Don't worry about exposure either.

Yu Ziqing thought about it, called Qing Qing, and told him what Lao Yang said.

Qing Qing's face was very calm, neither happy nor unhappy.

He glanced towards the east, and after a long silence, he bowed and bowed.

Yu Ziqing smiled and patted his head.

"Don't worry, you are now Qingqing from Jinlan Mountain, a member of our village, whoever dares to talk about you, I will beat him to death, I can't, there will be other people in our village, do not worry."

"I understand, and I'm not worried. Every day I live now is earned."

"Whether it makes money or not, don't talk nonsense in the future."

……

In the depths of the Eastern Sea, an old dragon thousands of meters high raised its head to the sky and cried out in mourning. The invisible sound wave, accompanied by the dragon clan's secret technique, turned into a rhythm that other races could not feel, and spread in all directions indiscriminately.

After a long time, he flew down from mid-air, turned into the figure of a dragon head again, glanced west, and sighed secretly.

Hope all is well.

He didn't want Ao Qing to bear too much, but unfortunately, Ao Qing had already burdened too much since birth.

This is not something that the old Dragon King can decide.

Even the green character in Ao Qing's name is not something he, the old Dragon King, can decide.

It was established according to the established rules before birth.

Because Ao Qing's true dragon bloodline comes from the ancient true dragon Qinglong.

When the phantom of the green dragon appeared at that time, the old dragon king had already understood many things. Other dragons didn't know it, but he could be very sure.

It is absolutely impossible for the phantom of the green dragon to be drawn by the evil dragon. The evil dragon does not have this qualification and ability.

Even the evil dragon dare not.

That trace of phantom can call back a trace of Qinglong's will from nothingness.

Qinglong opened his eyes, the first one to kill must be the evil dragon that has completely lost control.

But the final outcome was somewhat different.

The old Dragon King no longer wants to pursue it in detail, nor does he want to know the more detailed truth. It may not be good to know.

Whether it was Ao Qing who had found a chance, or someone else, if Qinglong's subordinates showed mercy, he would admit it.

I even feel that now is the best result.

The old dragon king stepped into the sea, surrounded by a large number of dragons.

When the old dragon king walked up to one of the dark blue dragons, he kicked it into the bottom of the sea. With a scream, the big dragon's spine broke into several pieces.

After a while, that guy turned into a human form, and came back with an aggrieved face, not daring to ask any more questions.

"Remember, an evil dragon is an evil dragon, Ao Qing is Ao Qing, they are not the same thing.

What we announced was only Ao Qing, not the evil dragon. If anyone has an opinion, let him tell me in person.

Otherwise, I will assume that you have no objection.

Let me know who is talking behind his back, so I peeled off his dragon skin, pulled his dragon's tendons, and threw him on the skinning beach.

Humph……"

The old Dragon King snorted coldly, looked around, turned and stepped into the sea.

Those dragons were silent like cicadas, and dared not say any more.

The old dragon king's own son was almost kicked to death by him, so who would dare to say more.

Besides, in fact, the Dragon Clan has a bad impression of evil dragons, but Ao Qing had a very good impression of Ao Qing when he was not crazy. He is polite, enthusiastic and patient. up.

……

In the Jinyiwei yamen, the commander sat on a chair and rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

A lot of things are not going well recently, the emperor is in retreat, the crown prince and the other princes are fighting to the death.

And Jin Yiwei's yamen is not peaceful.

Last year, a conductor just died, and these days another one died, and he was still his immediate confidant.

The last one had something to do with Feng's surname. He just knew that it was definitely not Feng's surname who did it. It's not easy to check. If you tell it out, you Jin Yiwei has nothing to do. What do you want to do by following the head of the Feng family?
The one who died this time can't be explained clearly.

Died in the mausoleum of the evil dragon in the East China Sea.

The evil dragon was completely dead, and the old dragon kings of the dragon clan came here in person.

At this time, dare to say that one of his immediate confidants died there, maybe the old dragon king would think that the death of the evil dragon had something to do with them.

And the spies they sent to the East China Sea this time, when the evil dragon died, they were still in the tens of thousands of miles of sea area, and they didn't have time to escape. None of them died, and they all died silently, without leaving any traces. .

He clearly knew that the dragon clan must have done this, but he couldn't mention a word, so he could only hold his nose and bear it.

Even within Jin Yiwei, he could only say that those people were on other missions.

Then the dead people are divided into two or three years, and the news of the death is slowly released.

Now there are vacancies in internal positions, and there are too many people who want to apply.

In the absence of Emperor Qian, he, the commander, became the first target for favors.

Although Jin Yiwei's reputation is particularly bad, and the work he does is particularly dangerous, but that's just the people below.

The two vacant positions of commanding affairs are wanted by those dignitaries.

Even those few princes and crown princes dare not intervene in Jin Yiwei's affairs on the surface, but the people below them have already begun to recommend themselves.

There are many factions in the court, and as time goes on, they go back and forth, you come and go, and in the end, no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with this powerful person, it will have a relationship with that powerful person.

Even if he is the commander, if he walks around with those people, he can get some relatives.

So, let alone the people below.

The simplest thing is, you can't say that the people below can't marry, and you can only marry civilians.

Otherwise, if you get married, your natal family will be involved, and if you get involved with your natal family, there will definitely be people in those factions.

After a long time, the commander sighed.

He felt that he might not be able to sit in this position for long.

And as long as I get down from this position, I'm afraid I won't be able to live for long.

There is no such thing as a good death when you are a dog and a dog.

He had given up hope, and only hoped that those family members whom he had quietly sent away one after another over the years would survive.

The incense in the province was cut off, and he didn't even have anyone to worship.

Just as he was starting to think about the way out, there was a report from his subordinates outside.

"My lord, Mr. Liu from the gate of the East Palace is visiting..."

"What is Mr. Liu, what is he, I don't see you, get lost!"

His face turned pale, and he quickly backed away.

After a while, the men arrived at the gate of Jinyiwei Yamen.

Glancing at the young man in robes, he said slowly.

"Our adults said, what are you, no see, get lost."

The young man's face was livid, and he said indignantly.

"I was sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come here to ask for an audience. You are so arrogant and domineering, it is really... really..."

He talked for a while, looking at those Jin Yiwei who were looking at him coldly, he dared not continue.

In the end, he could only stomp his feet resentfully, turn around and leave.

Holding the waist card in hand, the young man returned to the East Palace, and when they met, he added fuel and vinegar.

"His Royal Highness, that Song surname is simply too arrogant and domineering. I hold His Royal Highness's letter in my hand, and I haven't stated my purpose, and I haven't even entered the door. He dares to say what I am and let me go. This is Don't take His Highness seriously at all."

On the low couch, Prince Dagan raised his eyelids, flicked his fingers, and saw a stream of light flying out, beheading the young man on the spot.

Then the prince sat up, looked at the long follower beside him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"The people who have been recruited recently are all this kind of stuff, whoever it is, please send them back quickly, don't embarrass yourself here.

That person surnamed Song, dare to be polite and humble to me?
He is so polite, I still dare not respond. "

The long follower quickly knelt down on the ground.

"Your Highness, calm down. It's a critical moment recently. We have lost manpower one after another. The ability of the people we can trust is indeed a bit uneven..."

"Okay, you don't know the rumors outside, and now they are secretly spreading that the mansion of my second brother does not produce any foul smell, and the foul smell around him will dissipate on its own. This is a vision from heaven. He has the ancient The posture of a sage and a wise man also has the appearance of a wise king.

Don't think I don't know, relying on the magic weapon obtained by Dali, he is here to confuse people.

Don't be stupid, all of you, the newly recruited people are all from low-level backgrounds, so it's not impossible to handle this kind of thing, right?

Those who use my banner to provoke Jin Yiwei, kill as soon as possible.

By the way, send that guy to the Jinyiwei yamen. "

The long follower quickly responded, took the headless body away, and personally delivered it to the gate of Jin Yiwei's yamen.

"My lords, His Highness the Crown Prince just found out about this matter, and it has now been found out that this person stole the badge from somewhere, and in the name of His Highness the Crown Prince, bluffed and deceived, and even went to the Jinyiwei Yamen to cheat. He really deserves to die, His Highness has already It will be executed on the spot."

Chang Sui dropped the corpse, bowed his hands and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)