The early morning of late autumn was bitterly cold, and the imperial capital was still shrouded in mist. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the southern city of the imperial capital, a drunk man who had slept on the streets all night staggered to his feet with empty bottles, blindfolded and walked towards the depths of the street.

"Tap, tap, tap, ......" sounded like a storm of horses' hooves.

The drunken man wiped the dirt from the corners of his eyes, and looked at the direction where the sound of horses' hooves was coming, only to see a group of black-clothed knights rushing out of the thick fog, so fast, in an instant, he screamed, and hurriedly ran to the side of the street and stood against the wall.

Like a whirlwind, the black knight roared past the drunkard. The silver cross epaulettes on the knight's shoulders deeply pierced the drunkard's eyes, he was from the gendarmerie battalion! He closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to move, for fear that the slightest dissatisfaction in his heart would be discovered by the other party, and there would be no place to reason when he looked at his head.

When the knight walked away, the drunk man dared to raise his head, spat fiercely in the direction where the gendarmes were leaving, and scolded: "Phew, a group of soft eggs who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, like 2580,000 people, have the ability to be arrogant in front of the Central Army!"

These days, in all corners of the imperial capital, from teahouses, taverns to gambling houses, there are soldiers and gendarmes of the Central Army fighting everywhere, it is really a tragedy, fists to the flesh, knives and knives are red, and many people have died on both sides!

Speaking of which, Guo Zizhong, the new governor of the Central Army, was really a ruthless man, and when he heard that the military police officers in charge of military justice had been beaten so that they had no way out, they had to flee to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and knelt down in front of Dai Chen for several long rows, with tears in their eyes, and demanded that Dai Chen avenge them!

The drunk man cursed a few words, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly a few more horses slowly appeared in the mist. The first man was slender, with a thin and cold face, a slender sword, and a military police uniform that was meticulously worn, and even the riding boots seemed spotless. The only difference was that he did not have any epaulettes on his gendarmerie uniform, only a gold star button.

With a clang, the empty bottle in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously. The drunkard's whole body seemed to be evacuated, and he had already recognized the gendarmerie officer in front of him, this was the real demon, no, it was the god of demons! The drunkard's knees could no longer support his body, and he fell to his knees with a thud: "Dai ...... Wear...... My lord...... Spare ...... Spare ......"

The person who came was Dai Chen, the head of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he glanced at the drunk man who was kowtowing desperately, and he could see that this was just a small person who was no different from an ant, he frowned imperceptibly, so he ignored it and continued to communicate quietly with a few people around him. Soon, the riders overtook the drunkard and continued on their way forward, without even looking at him.

The drunkard saw that the other party did not embarrass himself, as if he had been pardoned, and kept praying, and from now on, he swore that he must pour less cat urine and control his mouth. The drunk stumbled to his feet and ran desperately in the direction of his home.

Suddenly, with a whoosh, a black crossbow bolt flew out of the mist, piercing the back of the drunkard's neck, and the drunkard's entire body staggered forward a few steps, and then fell straight to the ground.

In the mist, a black-clothed gendarme stepped out, stepped on the drunken man's body, pulled out the crossbow arrow, and wiped the flesh on the barbed flesh a few times on the shabby clothes, revealing a sharp arrow. If you look closely, you can see a small "7" engraved on the tip of the arrow. The gendarmes returned the crossbow bolts to the quiver. From beginning to end, his expression was relaxed and natural, as if he had done something insignificant. Soon, his figure disappeared into the mist again.

Naturally, the drunkard had no way of knowing the identity of this gendarme, otherwise he would have felt very honored, because no matter how downcast he was in life, he enjoyed the same treatment as a high-ranking official of the empire in the matter of death. That little "7" represents one of the most mysterious departments of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the "Death Charter".

Every gendarme under the command of the Death Charter can be regarded as the most elite existence in the entire empire, and this elite is fundamentally different from the bravery of the wolf cavalry battalion, their identity is unknown, but they are everywhere. Their actions are often only three or five people, but their coordination is as precise as a machine, and even against a master who is several times their size, they can win the battle. These people have no one to command except Dai Chen and the head of the Death Charter. Whenever you are caught up in the death charter, it means the end of life.

Obviously, it was no accident that the death charter appeared next to Dai Chen, and the operation launched by the gendarmerie battalion in the early hours of the morning must have been very ambitious.

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When the fog cleared and sunlight reappeared in the Imperial Capital. Everyone was horrified to find that the entire imperial capital city was in a state of panic, and there were gloomy gendarmes everywhere, and the arrogance was shocking.

From the prince to the commoners, all of them have never been interrogated by the military police, and countless people have been severely beaten.

Ke Shang, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, was sick at home, and just because he asked one more question, "What's the matter?" was dragged out by the military police and slapped for thirty. Ke Shang was humiliated, and announced on the spot that he would put a sedan chair into the palace to find His Majesty to comment. As a result, Dai Chen disdainfully handed him a holy decree, and Ke Shang fainted on the spot after reading it, and it is said that he is still lying in bed, and his condition is even more serious.

The Minister of War, Luo Rui, got up early in the morning and washed in the house, when he heard about what happened to Ke Shang, the Minister of Rites. He didn't wait for the washing to finish, so he hurriedly rode on his horse and went directly to the Governor's Mansion of the Central Army, it is said that he has not seen Guo Zizhong for many days, and he misses it very much, and he went to the Governor's Mansion as a guest. As a result, as soon as I arrived at the gate of the Governor's Palace, I saw thousands of soldiers of the Central Army confronting countless black-clothed military policemen, tense and ready to fight at any time. Rory was in a dilemma, so he had to take a detour through the back door and use a ladder to climb over the wall to get in.

On every street in the imperial capital, you can see the military police galloping across the country, and it is said that in just one hour in the morning, the military police caught more than 8,000 "rebel thieves". This "brilliant" result reached Dai Chen's ears, and he sighed expressionlessly: "It seems that the imperial capital city has reached the point of being riddled with holes, and there are actually more than 8,000 rebels participating in the conspiracy against the royal family. In my opinion, it is not surprising that the number of rebels will be doubled. And this time, we must catch the rebel leader behind the scenes—"

With Dai Chen's remarks, the gendarmerie battalion's search for "traitors" is in full swing.

Dai Chen's emotion also spread to the Central Army Governor's Mansion, and Luo Rui, the Minister of War hiding in the Governor's Palace, couldn't help but scold: "The loss of the princess and the emperor's eldest grandson is of course a big thing. But if there is really someone who can command more than 8,000 people at the same time, from the ministers to the peddlers and pawns. The Weapons Division, the Grain Division, the Foreign Affairs Division, the Ministry of Public Security, the City Guards, and even the guards who take care of the granaries are also involved, and this ability is probably too shocking. In particular, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Ministry of Rites is just an old fritter who deals with those foreign races, and he will not dare to rebel even if he has a hundred dares to give them a hundred guts! If there really is such a rebel leader, I am afraid that it will be a long time ago-" The next words were too taboo, and he did not dare to say such words as "I have already entered the palace and become the emperor, so why bother with the woman and the child."

Guo Zizhong's face was not good-looking: "No way, the situation is stronger than people, Dai Chen's holy decree is not fake, if he is openly an enemy, it is tantamount to rebellion." It is wise for Lao Ke to endure the great humiliation, otherwise our losses will be even heavier. It's just a pity that with the hard work of these days, all the advantages that I have won with great difficulty have been ruined, and Your Majesty has made a mistake!"

Luo Rui also sighed in his heart, it seems that he is still too early to stand in line, if the emperor is always so faint, it is better to simply go to the front of Prince Wen's mansion and shout long live. (To be continued.) )