In the imperial capital, which is very lively all day long, in addition to the residence of the wealthy dignitaries in the inner city and the palace of the emperor Lao'er, there are still a few places that seem to be deserted, one is the Dali Temple that is in charge of the prison and deals with the prisoners, and the other is the royal secret department that everyone hears and changes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The two stone statues stand on the left and right of the pitch-black gate, the grass and dead trees within a hundred steps on the left and right, not only there is not a single residential shop, but also no trace of people, as if even the temperature is lower than the side, the air is inexplicably filled with a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people feel creepy and extremely uncomfortable.

Even if the occasional pedestrian passes by, they do their best to hide away and walk quickly, and in their eyes, the deep mansion compound with the red and black lacquer plaque of "Royal Secret Division" hides a man-eating beast or Yama Hell.

Even if the "Royal Secret Department" openly established a yamen, no one still wants to have anything to do with such a private organization, and they all stay away from it respectfully, lest they get into trouble and make this façade-filled yamen more and more unapproachable.

A carriage approached slowly, and the giant man driving the car gently pulled the reins, and at the same time gave a soft shout, and the horse stopped knowing the opportunity.

"Huli!

The curtain of the carriage door was lifted to the side, and a young man in a plain white shirt bent down and got out of the carriage.

"It's here, Childe!"

The giant man said angrily: "This place looks weirdly tight!"

Not only did he feel strangely tight, but even when he asked for directions, the Praetorian Guard sergeant who pointed out the position looked at him strangely tightly.

Isn't this guy from the Royal Secret Division?

A hundred steps away, I don't know when there was a small group of Praetorian Guard sergeants, who were looking at Li Xiaobai and Hu Li from a distance, perhaps curious, or surveillance.

"Very well, this is it!"

Li Xiaobai looked at the gloomy plaque, nodded vigorously, and then turned around and took out an iron loudspeaker from the carriage.

Calmly and leisurely, he walked to the closed gate of the Royal Secret Division, and raised the iron megaphone that had been specially customized for two times, and the labor and management were going to play hooligans today!

"Widow Jiao, give me back your daughter-in-law!"

"You are a bad conscience! Robbing someone's daughter-in-law and damaging yin morality! Beware of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night!"

"What are you doing taking a bath? Young Master Ben, I see that you look up to you!"

"The royal secret department actually did the act of robbing people's daughters-in-law! You don't want to die!"

......

A hundred paces away, the jaws of the guards fell to the ground.

I thought something was wrong, but this kind of scene was not something they could have imagined anyway.

The Royal Secret Division, which others are afraid to avoid, has arrived at the door and scolded the street, don't you know how the word "death" is written?

But none of the guards came to stop it, not even squeaked, this matter was from the Royal Secret Division, and they just watched the excitement, and it was too late to hide, and they definitely didn't have the courage to intervene.

If Li Dahu stood here, he would definitely sigh with great relief, it is really the species of my old Li family, and he can be a father!

Death is sometimes inherited!

Li Xiaobai played at a super level, and every sentence was not repeated, and he scolded for a quarter of an hour, feeling dry before he gave up.

A pair of black lacquered doors of the Royal Secret Division were still closed, and no one rushed out in a hurry to take Li Xiaobai and Hu Li inside, except for a few more breathing and whispering conversations behind the door.

"Which guy is so bold that he dares to come to the door and scold the street, who is Widow Jiao?"

"Shhhh......h Uh, it's the 'broken army', don't break the rules! Don't call him by his name!"

"Yes, yes, how could the 'broken army' rob someone's daughter-in-law? It's clearly slander! Wait, this guy is attacking my secret department, open the door, arrest this guy in, hum, let this guy open his eyes today, and try the methods of our secret department!"

"Greet Diao Xiucai, get the guy ready! I bet this guy can only last for half an hour!"

"If you can find this place and kill yourself, most of them are a little dependent, an hour!"

"Talking nonsense, how many heroes and heroes have fallen into the hands of Diao Xiucai, it's not a slip of the tongue, a cup of tea! Diao Xiucai's guy can scare people just by looking at it. ”

A few people behind the door were about to make a move, when suddenly a cold shout sounded behind them.

"What are you guys doing?"

A middle-aged man in a black robe looked at the three strong men leaning against the gate with a gloomy face.

"Lord Leng, there's a guy outside who is insulting Lord 'Broken Army' and my secret department!"

"This scolding is bad, if you don't clean it up, everyone will be bullied by me as a secret!"

"The little ones are going to get him in!"

The three sturdy men in the same black robes immediately looked like mice seeing cats, and barely squeezed out a dry smile on their faces.

It's good that the Royal Secret Division doesn't bully others on weekdays, when did it make people bully like this?

Compared with the middle-aged man who was made a cold man, the cuffs and collars of the three sturdy men were painted with a white thread, and the middle-aged man was embroidered with silver thread in the same position.

The director of the Royal Secret Department is the commander, and there are seven stars of the Big Dipper who are responsible for seven halls, each hall is full of flag masters, school captains and wrestlers, the white line on the standard black clothes represents the force, the school captain is the red line, and the silver line is the flag master above the seven star hall master.

In the strict royal secret department, the banner owner can decide the life and death of the captain and the wrestler, and the three wrestlers who were attracted by the scolding outside the door were immediately silenced after being reprimanded, and they could only be flattered.

Glancing at the three wrestlers with an expressionless face, the cold flag lord said expressionlessly: "Lord Star has an order, don't meddle in your affairs!"

Because every hall master has the title of the Big Dipper, the people below call him the star lord.

"Ah......h

The three wrestlers looked at each other, isn't this a confession!

One of the wrestlers was bold enough to say, "But, but let that guy scold?"

I remember the last guy who dared to stand outside the gate of the Royal Secret Division and wanted to find the ballast, I'm afraid that even the bones have rotted in the deepest part of the prison of the Secret Division.

The common people know ignorant and may not think it, but the dignitaries and dignitaries in the court are afraid of the royal secret department like a snake and scorpion, even the imperial historian who has always liked to pick bones in eggs is not as terrible as these black-robed people.

"Otherwise, what do you want? The Royal Secret Department is in charge of national affairs, like people shrews scolding the street, do you also have to take care of it? If you don't want to stay in the Secret Affairs Department, just go to Nanya to report to yourself. ”

The cold flag lord flicked his sleeves and went to take care of himself, and the sixteen guards of the Nanya happened to have the responsibility of managing the street.

It's not just that the three wrestlers don't understand, in fact, even he himself can't figure out why the Star Lord gave such an order, but as a subordinate, the adult's orders must be carried out, and if they don't understand, they must be understood in the execution.

It wasn't until the cold flag lord was far away that the three wrestlers dared to speak.

One of the wrestlers finally couldn't hold back and said: "The guy outside is looking for the 'Broken Army', but the cold flag master is under the command of the 'greedy wolf', this is not right!"

The other two looked at each other and shook their heads involuntarily.

Syllable!

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, followed by a crackling sound on the thick door panel.

The three wrestlers were startled, and when they looked out through the crack in the door, they were immediately frightened and their souls were gone, and they saw a burly giant man swinging two sledgehammers and opening his bow alternately left and right, smashing the two bluestone eyes at the door to pieces.

This, this, dare to smash the stone carving in front of the door of the Royal Secret Division, don't you want to live?

But the three of them remembered the words of the cold flag lord just now, and immediately shrunk their necks, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked away in disgrace, out of sight.

Tongjingfang, where the construction of the Royal Secret Department is located.

A Praetorian Guard team belonging to the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Ya was an eye-opener today.

I don't know where it came from, and I was bold enough to stand in front of the gate of the Royal Secret Division and scold it, but now even the two eyes at the door have been smashed to pieces, this is to break the sky!

Revenge, unreasonableness, unreasonable stirring up three points, this is the consistent style of the Royal Secret Division.

What's even more strange is that until now, the pair of black lacquer doors are still closed, and no one has even come out to stop them.

Could it be that today's Royal Secret Secretary Xiu Mu, there is no one in it at all?

Of course, this is impossible, as His Majesty the Emperor's most reliable eyes and ears, eagle dog, how can there be any reason to slack?!

The Praetorian guards who watched the bustle gradually felt that something was wrong.

- (To be continued.) )