Chapter 258 Baiyue
Korean Royal Palace.

In such a huge and magnificent palace, majestic officials lined up with ants and crowds of people.

The closest to the steps are the most powerful people in the Korean court today.

The potbellied King Han sat on the throne, with a pale face, horizontal lines on his forehead, and a look of kidney deficiency.

Underneath, the generals in charge of the South Korean army, Ji Wuye, and Xiangguo Zhangzhang stood on each side.

The military officer system and the civil service system headed by them stood behind them, forming a faintly confrontational situation.

Under the court hall, Han Fei walked calmly into the palace step by step, with a calm face and an extraordinary bearing.

Although he has been away from the imperial court for many years, he does not feel any strangeness at all, instead he feels like a fish in water.

This is the place where he can show his talent and realize his ambition.

"Son, pay respects to father and king!"

Han Fei walked to the center of the hall, knelt down on his knees, bowed his head and bowed down.

This is the etiquette for the king, no matter which country is the same.

Although he doesn't like this kneeling ceremony.

Although Han Fei and Han Wang are father and son, they are also monarchs and ministers. There is no family relationship in the royal family.

And Confucianism, the most important etiquette!Especially his teacher Xunzi believed that etiquette is the foundation of benevolent governance.

If everyone in the world knew the etiquette and the law, it might be a very beautiful world.

"Get up."

Han Wang waved his hand casually, indicating that there is no need to be polite, after all, he is his own son.

"Thank you, Father!"

Han Fei twisted his robe with one hand, stood up slowly, and then greeted the ministers on both sides:
"General Ji, Lord Xiangguo!"

"The old minister has met the ninth son, but he has not seen him for many years, but the ninth son is even more majestic." Xiangguo smiled with his old chrysanthemum face open.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiangguo, for your appreciation." Han Fei smiled back.

"I heard that the ninth son has been following Xun Qing in the Confucian school to learn etiquette and the way of governing the country. I don't know how much the ninth son has learned, but this general wants to see it." Ji Wuye said with a strange air.

He looked rough like a tiger, but in fact he had a delicate mind, invisibly testing how deep Han Fei's water was!
"Hehe, the general was joking. Confucianism is broad and profound, and how much Han Fei can learn in just a few years. This time, he came back because he was old. When South Korea is employing people again, Han Fei wants to contribute to the construction of South Korea." Meager strength." Han Fei smiled modestly.

The first step for him to enter the Korean court is naturally to seek a position first, and then slowly show his prominence, steadily and steadily.

For Han Fei, this position should not be too high, but it must be special and convenient for him.

Facing Ji Wuye's temptation, Han Fei casually brushed it off, and said to King Han:
"Father, now Korea is employing people, and my son is willing to share the worries of the father."

"It's rare that Jiu'er has such a heart. What position do you want?"

Han Wang remained calm, although he looked potbellied and empty, he did not look like a wise monarch.

But as the king of a country, how bad will his tactics be.

Moreover, there are a few good things who can be an emperor, and there are some shady things under his hands.

"Si Kou!" Han Fei said two words with a calm expression.

"what!"

Ji Wuye raised his head suddenly, staring at Han Fei with a pair of sharp tiger eyes, clenched his fists tightly, with an astonishing momentum.

If King Han hadn't been here, I'm afraid he would have pinned Han Fei to the ground and hammered him.

Xiangguo opened his eyes to Han Fei, showing all his thoughts.

Han Wang stared at Han Fei carefully with a pair of cloudy eyes, slightly surprised.

The so-called Si Kou ranks among the top three, comparable to the Six Ministers, and together with Sima, Sikong, Sishi, and Situ, is called the Five Officials, and is in charge of prisons and pickets.

This position seems to be fully functional and powerful, but many officials avoid it.

Just the word punishment and prison can make people daunting, subconsciously feel that this is a bad place.

"Jiu'er, you have thought it over." Han Wang asked.

"As far as I know, the position of Si Kou has been vacant for half a year. Since there is no one to fill this position, why don't you let me take over," Han Fei said.

"Your Majesty, after all, the Ninth Young Master is studying Confucianism, and I'm afraid it's not suitable for the prison." Ji Wuye said hastily.

The implication is that Han Fei is a scholar, and it may be inappropriate to come into contact with prisons, and he may not be competent.

"General Ji, don't need to worry too much! Father, please promise my son!" Han Fei said, cupping his hands.

"The position of Si Kou is a big deal, let me think about it. Jiu'er, just after you come back, you should rest for a while to familiarize yourself with Korean government affairs, and then take office." Han Wang said.

He didn't reject Han Fei, but he didn't say a specific date for taking office.

It has to be said that King Han is getting older, but his mind is still as scheming as a fox, and he is well versed in the art of emperor's balance.

Han Fei's expression was still calm when he heard this, but there was a touch of determination in the depths of his eyes, unshakable.

"How about this, the Ninth Young Master can take the place of Sikou temporarily, and then investigate the case of "Ghost Soldier Robbery of Silver" for Wang Shangfen to prove that he is capable of doing the job, and he can convince the public once he comes." Ji Wuyeyin sideways He smiled, as if thinking of something interesting.

"General, this remonstrance is very good."

King Han's eyes lit up. He could not only show his son's strength, but also convince outsiders. He looked at Han Fei and said majesticly:
"Xiao Jiu, are you confident in recovering the lost batch of silver?"

"Coincidentally, Han Fei happened to be interested in this case." Han Fei's eyes were as bright as stars, and he bowed respectfully. After accepting the task, he was eager to investigate the case and prove his strength.

……

"Wushuang ghost, have you found out where Yan Lingji and her master are imprisoned?"

In a hidden deep courtyard mansion, three pairs of eyes were intertwined. A burly and huge man looked fiercely, beat his chest fiercely with his hands, and let out a roar.

"So that's it, there is only news about Yan Lingji!"

After some gestures and guesses, a bad old man slowly understood what Wushuanggui meant, and spoke with his hands.

"Bai Yifei has not yet returned to the country, and there is no news of the master. I suggest that we can rescue Yan Lingji first, which is more or less a battle strength."

Among the three, the last one was very handsome, but the coldness on his face seemed to make people feel that he came from the underworld to the present world, not like the appearance of a mortal.

"Okay, since that's the case, we must arrange a careful plan. The Wushuang ghost will sneak into the dungeon to rescue Yan Lingji, and we will be responsible for attracting the attention of Ji Wuye's army." The oldest poison king made a decision like this.

"Hoohoho!"

Wushuang Ghost's burly chest was smashed, and he agreed excitedly.

The three of them are the former Baiyue tribe that was defeated in the war with South Korea, the subordinates of the current Prince Tianze, the copper-skinned and iron-framed Wushuang ghost, the exorcist, and the king of hundreds of poisons.

The three of them sneaked into Xinzheng early, with the main purpose of rescuing their master, Prince Tianze, who was imprisoned by the great enemy Bai Yifei.

Then rebuild the Baiyue Kingdom.

And Yan Lingji was another subordinate of the master Tianze back then. Yan Lingji was captured and imprisoned together with Prince Tianze, and her life and death are unknown.

According to reliable news, they fell into Ji Wuye's dungeon. Now that Baiyue's talents are withering, it's time to employ them.

On the other hand, Yan Lingji may know some clues about her master, so both public and private Yan Lingji must be rescued.

Just as the three of them were discussing the details of how to save people, suddenly there was the sound of landslides and ground cracks, and the sound of meteors chasing the moon through the sky sounded one after another, as if some terrifying existence was rushing here.

boom!
"what happened?!"

The Hundred Poison King was completely scared on the spot, and the three hurried to the window, looking for the source with three pairs of startled eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the three of them faintly saw a black figure stepping on the wind and thunder, galloping towards him from a distance with an incomparably domineering posture.

The ground roared, and as the figure passed by, a long wind wave was rolled up because of the excessive speed. Countless earth, trees, grass and stones were raised high in the strong wind, like a curtain, rising dozens of times behind the figure. meters height.

At this moment, everything in the world seemed to be trembling.

Wushuang Ghost, Exorcist Demon and Hundred Poison King stared at this scene dumbfounded, their scalps tingling.

In a blink of an eye, the figure of a god and demon has already rushed in front of them.

Just when everyone was worried about whether they would be swept by the long dragon of wind waves.

"town!"

That young figure suddenly stopped, the small hand slowly and mysteriously flicked, the five fingers rotated, from the extreme movement like a thunderbolt to the extreme silence like a mountain in an instant.

And the terrifying air wave behind that person instantly dissipated and disappeared, as if being severely suppressed by an invisible big hand.

"Hello, are you short of a boss? The one with the bag and the fly." The little figure coughed with his hand and asked with a smile on his face.

 Write slowly, don't want to finish it in a hurry, as long as someone reads it, you won't be too careful. _(ω」∠)_
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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