What are you kidding, what is the edict of Jinyiwei? It was really a veritable hell on earth, he didn't need to look to understand the general situation, what the US imperialist Guantanamo, what KGB Lubyanka are weak, their imagination is too poor, either a pistol headshot, or a waterboard torture, and the whole world scolds, which is like the cool officials in China, who are about to play torture into art, of course, it is the art in hell, the darkest, bloodiest and most violent art in the world.

In a moment, two servants served a jar of boiled flower carvings on a large wooden plate, and two large bowls on it.

Liu Shouyou signaled, and the servant began to pour wine, and then took the big bowl and drank it all, and then picked up another big bowl and drank it dry.

"Good job, what a good man." Liu Shouyou praised, but I don't know if he is sincere, or continue to make fun of it.

The eyes of the two servants were straight. But I still know to continue pouring wine, and I really drank a jar of flower carvings in one go.

Liu Shouyou came over and touched his stomach, but he didn't swell at all, and said in surprise: "Where did you drink the wine?" ”

Besides, after drinking a jar of wine, not only did the body warm up, but also became bolder, and I felt that there was nothing impossible to complete the task arranged by the emperor.

"Do you want more, I don't have anything else here, enough wine." Liu Shouyou asked with concern.

"No, that's enough." Besides.

"Don't say it, I have a feeling that you can really accomplish this." Liu Shouyou is really impressed at this time.

"If you can't finish it, you have to finish it, or you will commit suicide, there are only two ways." And it's extremely tragic.

"Don't be so pessimistic, there is a third way, as long as I endure eighteen kinds of torture here, I can get out alive." Liu Shou has a good way of seduction.

"My lord, under your eighteen kinds of torture, can anyone still be a concubine?" And the airway.

"Oh, it's inevitable to lack arms and legs, it's possible to lose dozens of pounds of meat, or ten or eight bones or something, but after all, it's alive." Liu Shou has compassion and humanity.

Besides, I'm so angry that I'm going crazy, but I don't dare, if I can still live, how much nervous will this person have?

He thought of Yang Naiwu and Xiao Cabbage, which was not the edict of the Zhenfu Division, but the punishment he received in the government, and in the end, he was crippled for life. Although that was the Qing Dynasty's business, in fact, the Qing Dynasty's official government system was almost completely cloned from the Ming Dynasty. Hehe, serious intellectual property plagiarism.

Besides, he didn't want to continue to be hit by Liu Shouyou, so he said goodbye, and then went to inspect his empty yamen.

Today, there is a big brand hanging out, the end is brilliant, the instrument is magnificent, and the top is the royal pen: the sixth guard of brocade.

It is indeed a royal pen, and I have seen the emperor's handwriting, which is somewhat similar to Emperor Jiajing. This was originally a glorious thing, but when he thought of the task assigned by the emperor, he couldn't inspire any sense of glory.

"My lord, your office and rest place haven't been cleaned up yet." A dozen or so clerks ran after his ass, blaming themselves incessantly.

Besides, I don't blame them, it's not their fault in the first place, not to mention that the main task now is to train the troops, not to fill these places.

He is now facing a major choice, whether to use Murong Yanran's method or not, but there are endless troubles after doing so, and the emperor is likely to force him to do this, so why does the emperor have to force him into this corner?

In the past two days, passers-by have tested themselves that they may be at the will of the emperor, and Liu Shouyou has just hit himself in every possible way, which is obviously the emperor's intention.

Looking at it like this, the emperor didn't want him to toss hard, but wanted to toss him hard. Hehe, it's good to get it.

Besides, when he came to his office, there were only desks and chairs for the office, and the four treasures of the desk were complete.

He came to the table, looked at the four treasures of the study, and was happy, these are all imperial supplies, they must have been taken from the palace warehouse, maybe Guanglu Temple directly intercepted the tribute and sent it, of course, this must have been allowed by the emperor.

However, it is not unusual to think that the funds used this time are all in the emperor's silver, and the house is full of imperial supplies.

"Hehe, the emperor treats you really well, to be honest, this is the prince's treatment." Zhou Dingcheng looked at the table case and the four treasures of the study room and said with a smile.

"One year, I only have one year, either succeed or go to hell." Moreover, pointing to the gloomy prison of the Suppressor Division on the right, you can see it from him.

"Give you a group of people, only half a year, what level can you put them into?" Besides, he asked.

"This can only be at an average level, the body is stronger, and I know some of the most basic technical combat routines, and I can't talk about using them flexibly. Practicing martial arts is not learning the three-character scripture, which can be memorized in a month or two. Zhou Dingcheng said bitterly.

"So what about Qi Shuai's Qi family boxing method? How far can you get those newbies* by practicing that? And he asked again.

"Brother, you can't always think about training novices, the time is so short, you can only use hands, there is no way, half a year is only enough to train them to fight together, and there are some special abilities." Zhou Ding became enlightened.

"What special abilities? I don't ask for special features. ”

"It's useless for you to ask, unless Jun helps, I don't have that level. When I say special ability, I mean the ability to infiltrate the Cypriot Territory and go as far as the Cypriot Territory. "Zhou Ding became enlightened.

At this moment, a small official walked in and reported: "My lord, Lord Liu sent someone to send 20 jars of good wine, 1,000 catties of refined charcoal, 20 sets of wine and tea sets, a number of tables and chairs, a long couch, two short couches, and 50 catties of various tribute teas." ”

Besides, he nodded and said, "Thank you for me." ”

The little official said: "Lord Liu also said. ”

"What else?"

"Master Liu said, what he has in the wine is enough, the snow outside is deep enough, and he still cares about burying it."

"Let him go." Besides, if you slap the table hard, if it is an ordinary table, it will be cut in two.

Besides, I'm really mad, Lao Tzu is too big to die, and if you don't care if your boss is not the boss, you are willing to cut your whole body and dare to pull the emperor off the horse.

The little official was so frightened that he hurriedly rolled out.

"What kind of meme is this?" Zhou Dingcheng didn't understand.

Besides, he told him the words that Liu Shouyou said to him, as for the stalk, Xie Jin was buried in the snow and suffocated to death after being drunk, and wanted to follow him.

"This bastard." Zhou Dingcheng also scolded.

At this time, Murong Yanran and the little girl walked in.

They saw that someone had brought wine to them, and they were a little uneasy, afraid that the wine was poisonous, so they hurried over to check.

Besides, he sent a small tandoor, some charcoal, and ten jars of wine, and a few sets of tables and chairs.

After these things were brought in, he made a charcoal fire, took out a large wine jug, poured the flower carvings sent by Liu Shouyou into it and began to cook wine.

"Are you going to cook wine and talk about heroes?" The little girl stammered.

"Girl, I'm not even as good as a bear now, and a bear bear is worth a pair of bear paws." Besides, weeping and mourning.

Seeing his cowardice, even the little girl couldn't bear to worry about him, so the girl was the girl, just let him take advantage of it.

"Childe, it's not so serious, just do what I said, and all the problems will be solved." Murong Yanran said.

"No, then it's all exposed. More than 5,000 people, each of whom has to report their origins, resumes, ancestors, parents, and family members, these can't be faked, if it's true, the court will follow the vine and touch the melons, pull up the radish and bring out the mud, how many people will be dug out? And shook his head.

Murong Yanran gasped, she really didn't think of this problem.

Besides, it is good to say, in this way, the organization of the Qinwang faction in the north may be exposed, and under the first attack of the imperial court, not to mention the annihilation of the whole army, at least it will be fatally hit, and it is possible that it will collapse, and then the ancestor protector faction will come to make up for the sword, and the consequences are unimaginable.

If the organization in the north is destroyed, the organization in the south will also be implicated, and it is likely that it will also be fully exposed.

Could this be the emperor's conspiracy?

The so-called establishment of the sixth guard of Jinyi is just a pretense, and the goal is to attack the Qinwang faction from the root?

Thinking of this, Murong Yanran was also in a cold sweat, which was very inconsistent with the image of the emperor she heard, it is said that according to the authoritative people in the Qinwang faction who can get close to the emperor, today's saints are humble and follow advice, advocate benevolence and righteousness, govern the country according to law, regard the people as children, and do not play with power.

But it's too different from what you actually feel, right?

"What are you going to do? The emperor forced you to this job, it's really not good......" Murong suddenly stopped talking, his eyes revealing murderous intent.

Besides, he hurriedly pointed to the outside of the wall, which means that the wall has ears, this is the Jinyi Wei Town, what are these people best at? That's eavesdropping surveillance.

Murong Yanran said: "It's okay, I've already isolated this room, and there are no people who can infiltrate this room nearby, even if there is, it's impossible not to alarm me to invade." ”

I don't know how she did it, but I just know that no one can overhear the conversation in the house.

"No, even if it is the best policy to take thirty-six strategies, you can't take that step." Moreover, it was directly vetoed.

He knew that what Murong Yanran said was to raise an all-out rebellion and completely overturn the table. This is something he absolutely can't accept, not because he is afraid of the infamy of the rebellious ministers and thieves, but because he can't bear the suffering of the people in the world, and his life is not as good as that of a peaceful dog.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Yanran is out of line.

"Start doing these things right away, I don't believe it can't be done!" Besides.

After speaking, he began to sit down in front of the table, Zhou Dingcheng set the table and chairs away, and let Murong Yanran sit down with his apprentice, and he just boiled wine.

Moreover, after sitting down, he spread out the imperial paper on the table, put the pen out, and began to sharpen the ink, he still had no clue, did not know what to do, and even did not know where to start, but when he held the pen in his hand and began to sharpen the ink, his mood suddenly calmed down.

After the wine was cooked, Murong Yanran sniffed and sniffed, then took a small sip, tasted it slowly, and finally said, "This wine is no problem, the son can use it." ”