The floor of the Dharma Pavilion belonging to Manjushri is still very elegantly decorated, even if he is old, he is still in good spirits, and no one looks like an old man who is imprisoned in a prison.

The Holy Driver's visit to the Heavenly Prison of the Law Pavilion is naturally not a trivial matter.

Along the way, the cadres of the legal department opened the road, and the military department and the rest of the department accompanied them, and they were not allowed to approach the front and rear 50 paces, and there were no chariots and horses at 100 paces.

The store was closed, and the officers and soldiers were stationed in front of the Dingfa Pavilion.

"See Your Highness."

The lieutenant who was not a non-legal cadre waiting here, but Jiang Ningyun personally greeted him.

Han Dongwen was slightly stunned, lifted the curtain and asked the officers and soldiers next to him to protect him to the ground: "No courtesy, no courtesy." ”

In addition to Li Zai, the guards of the rest department handed over to the cadres of the law department on the spot, and the group moved into the Dingfa Pavilion in the light of the light.

Jiang Ningyun walked very close, Han Dongwen looked left and right slightly, and leaned over a little more:

"Jiang Ningyun, do you know about the death of the lieutenant of your division in battle?"

The firelight moved forward, drawing orange bright edges on Jiang Ningyun's side face, the hair tied behind her head shook slightly from side to side with her steps, she looked ahead, and replied with no emotion in her tone: "Wu Yue's own cultivation is not perfect, it is not a pity." However, the law department did not use people well, and asked His Highness to surrender the crime. ”

Their steps were not slow at all, and they walked towards the Dharma Formation Pavilion step by step.

This is followed by a huge spiral staircase that extends into the ground, like a tower inserted upside down into the ground.

"Whether to surrender or not will be discussed again, in this way, the military department has asked for more troops and is ready to send another lieutenant."

Han Dongwen said as he carefully observed Jiang Ningyun's reaction, but found that she still looked like she had known a long time ago, and she didn't make any other moves.

"If that's the case, the grandson of the Fa Si will do his best to help increase the number of lieutenants in the past."

Listening to her, Han Dongwen thought for a while, and his tone became a little more businesslike: "Yes, the widow has been allowed to play, and Liu Cheng, the captain of the National Finance Department, has been dispatched to the border for reinforcements." ”

Before the words fell, Jiang Ningyun's movements paused slightly, she turned her head to look at Han Dongwen, and her tone was a little hesitant in a rare tone: "Liu Cheng of the National Finance Division? ”

"Not bad."

Han Dongwen also stopped playing riddles, and spread his hands: "The National Soldiers Department is out, you must be unhappy, you are out, not only is the platform unhappy, but the widow also doesn't think that the division suddenly has a full three lieutenants who are not in their original posts." ”

Wu Yue, who died in battle, and Gongsun Changzheng, who had already arrived, were the two of them.

If one more person is sent to Bailan Mountain, then there will only be five of the eight lieutenants of the Law Division available, and among these five people, there is Duan Qingzhu, who can't run far, and the cadre lieutenants who need to stay in the Dingfa Pavilion, and only three people are available, which is really not flexible.

"Please don't blame the general secretary, I can only blame Lord Wuyue for being reckless and fighting for this work."

Han Dongwen took a step forward, not dodging or flashing Jiang Ningyun's eyes: "But Concubine Yin is about to begin, it's better for the law department not to go wrong again." ”

Jiang Ningyun stared at Han Dongwen with round eyes, and his pupils were almost angry, but he finally suppressed it and said: "If this is the case, then the transfer of the lieutenant of the National Finance Division also requires the nod of Manjushri and the adult, so ......"

She paused for a moment, and a hint of worry flashed between her eyebrows:

"In this way, I'm afraid there are too many things that the National Finance Division is in charge of at the moment?"

Han Dongwen nodded wordlessly.

Send Liu Cheng to thaw Tilda and negotiate the retention of foreign envoys.

He had a feeling in the dark, as if Manjushri of the Golden Division of this country was released with his teeth and claws, and he grasped the most important things at once.

Han Dongwen didn't like this feeling very much, since An Haijin, he tossed and turned back and forth between the military division and the law department, and he bought himself a little space to breathe, but he was choked by the neck again the moment Manjushri was released.

He didn't want to be choked anymore, Manjushri was the same person, so he naturally had to guard against it.

How to prevent it?

Tilda, who was sealed, everyone was helpless.

Dispatching Liu Cheng was also a helpless move.

"Only the merchant group ...... left"

Han Dongwen was secretly thinking in his heart, and suddenly Jiang Ningyun in front of him stopped.

"The guilty minister Manjushri is the same, see Your Highness!"

The old but energetic voice came from the depths of this layer, and the elegant bamboo decoration around it made it impossible to tell that this was a prison.

Manjushri was half-kneeling in this bamboo room, he was nominally innocent at the moment, and he was not bound by shackles, as long as he successfully "thawed" Tilda here, he could walk out of the Dharma Pavilion in a bright light.

The familiar ice that sealed Tilda was behind him, slowly emitting a sinking white frost mist.

"No courtesy."

Han Dongwen and Jiang Ningyun's positions were inadvertently swapped, and she followed behind His Highness, her gaze going back and forth between Manjushri and the huge ice cube.

"How's it going?"

Han Dongwen walked forward without slowing down, looking up at the huge piece of ice.

Cold, calm.

Tilda's body lay peacefully in the cold as if she were asleep, the ice reflecting the candlelight around her, shining like stars on the crystal-like mirror.

If Tilda in it wasn't so important, it would be a shame to dissolve this artwork-like thing.

Of course, Han Dongwen naturally hadn't forgotten the Yunpo Sword inside, which was also close at hand but unobtainable, and its current importance was not inferior to Tilda's.

If it weren't for the puppet who used Yunpo's sword to penetrate the marrow, he would not have been able to come to the scene again now.

Not being close to the battlefield means not being able to participate.

If you can't participate, you naturally can't grow, and you still need to be hard to strike iron, and Han Dongwen really needs a way to strengthen himself faster.

"Your Highness, the seal set by the Grand Duke of West Asia is not an ordinary West Asian demonic technique, and the old minister can only break the skill, relying on spiritual power to circulate dripping water through petrified ice."

As Manjushri spoke, a line of faintly lit circles of light lit up around the ice, like planets orbiting a star, circling back and forth around the huge block of ice.

"It's too slow."

Han Dongwen turned around with a serious expression, looked at Jiang Ningyun, and then looked at Li Zai, who had been guarding the corner not far away, and sighed slightly:

"Manjusri, what are the difficulties in reinforcing Bailan Mountain?"

Hearing His Royal Highness's question, Manjushri's face showed a flat smile: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness and giving the National Finance Division such a rare opportunity to serve the country, Liu Chengding will not disgrace his life, and he will definitely avenge this deep revenge for his colleagues in the Law Division." ”

"Good, good."

Han Dongwen laughed, as if he was very satisfied with Manjushri's answer, raised his hand and gently pressed it on the ice cube, feeling the cold that seemed to be able to burn his palm: "It can not only wake up the Grand Duke, but also calm the border chaos, Simeng is fortunate to have the National Financial Division!" ”

Manjushri just wanted to give up his hand and say something humble, but Han Dongwen suddenly turned around: "The widow took over the Taishu Pavilion today, saying that some foreign envoys and business groups shouted that Simeng would be in chaos and wanted to leave?" ”

There was a sudden silence in the bamboo room.

Jiang Ningyun's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he swept towards Manjushri's back.

"Your Highness, don't worry."

Manjushri paused for a moment, the smile on his face melted, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "If His Highness agrees, the National Financial Division should also help to mediate and retain the merchant group, after all, if the National Financial Division can stabilize the border and not be chaotic, the merchant group will no longer have the need to avoid trouble." ”

"Really......"

Han Dongwen shook his hand, but the water droplets condensed on it couldn't be shaken dry.

He looked at Manjushri and stepped forward with a smile: "If you want to keep them, presumably the National Financial Division will have to pay them a lot of benefits, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to work the people and lose money." ”

"Your Highness Mingjian, the current Taka will be chaotic, if the merchant group is withdrawn from Simeng now, I am afraid that it will be extremely unfavorable to diplomatic relations, and it will show that His Highness is weak and unable to secure the country."

Manjushri bowed his head slightly, with a posture of loyalty and direct advice: "This is really a necessary policy, and I hope that His Highness will approve it." ”

"Necessary ......"

Han Dongwen raised his head and let out a long breath and looked at Tilda in a daze.

After a long time, he spoke word by word:

"Let them go, enter West Asia, Simeng naturally has no war, if they can't enter West Asia-"

He turned around and laughed wildly: "How can you not enter West Asia!" How could the dignified lieutenant of the National Finance Division disappoint the widow like the defeated general Wu Yue? ”

"Open the benefits and let them stay? Bah! Let them go, don't keep them, don't be so weak, and lose Simeng's face in front of these outsiders! ”

His gaze swept towards Manjushri like a sword, and for the first time, the old minister's often waveless face showed a hint of surprise.

"As soon as the foreign envoy's letter arrives, the port will be opened for them immediately, and Simeng will not send a soldier to protect each other, do you hear clearly?"

Han Dongwen waved his hand, seeing that Manjushri had come back to his senses, he hurriedly bowed his head and said, "Your Highness, if Simeng does not escort him out of Hong Kong, it is not polite......

"What a courtesy!"

Han Dongwen spread his hands: "Didn't they say that the war between Simeng and Mongolia is the reason why they have to leave?" It's all in turmoil, where is the spare strength to send them? ”

Manjushri was stunned, and suddenly he lost his voice in the face of this far-sighted and indiscriminate decision.

Jiang Ningyun behind him frowned slightly, and looked at Han Dongwen with a complicated expression, in addition to doubts, there was also a subtle vigilance in his eyes.

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